And then he seated the vibrator inside her, and she felt so full it was almost too much. He turned the vibrator on, and she nearly came then and there.
“Sir!” she screamed. “Please!”
“No,” he replied firmly. “And if you come without permission I will tie you to the bed and bring you to the edge again and again.”
She wasn’t going to make it. She was going to come. He turned the vibrator off and she could breathe again. Her limbs shook, her skin was coated with sweat, her breath ragged.
“Repeat after me, I am worthy.”
“What, Sir?” she asked, uncertain she’d heard him correctly.
The vibrator switched on again, and she cried out. Oh, no. When it switched off again, she was nearly mindless with arousal, but she was ready for the words.
“Say, I am worthy.”
“I am worthy,” she repeated as he slid the vibrator from her slick pussy.
“I am loved.”
“I am loved.” Her body filled with warmth for a whole other reason. She was loved. By him. By her cousins. By Indie. And that was all she needed.
“I do not have to be perfect.”
“I do not have to be perfect.”
He slipped the anal plug free from her ass, and she felt him kneel behind her. There was a slight burning as he started to push his cock slowly inside her.
“I will not run again.”
“I will not run again.”
“I will obey Sir in everything and admit he is always right.”
She snorted. “Now that’s going too far, Sir.”
“You’ll pay for that,” he promised.
Jesus, she sure hoped so.
He smacked the side of her ass, once, twice. Her pussy clenched down, and she had to grit her teeth to stop herself from falling over the edge into bliss. He started moving, thrusting in and out of her ass. His movements grew more hurried. Faster. Harder.
Then he paused and cried out as he came, filling her. Her heart raced as she felt him slip free of her. She wanted to beg him to let her come, but knew better. Knew that would only delay her release.
He started undoing the knots that kept her bound. First, he did her hands then kissed her wrists gently before moving on to the ropes tying her arms to her knees.
When she was free, he gently rolled her over onto her back, massaging her limbs. “Hello, baby.”
She smiled up at him. “Hello, Sir.”
He cupped one breast, pinching her nipple softly. She let out a soft sigh. “Like that?”
“God, yes, Sir.”
He ran his hand down her stomach then slipped it along the lips of her mound. “You’re wet. You like being tied up and having your ass fucked.”
“Yes, Sir.” Although she didn’t think it was really a question.
“Pull your legs back to your chest, knees bent.” He moved around so he knelt at her ass, staring down at her pussy as she held her legs to her chest. “Beautiful.”