“Just no!”
“Oh, you’re going to pay for that!”
I took the flogger and really gave her a nice rap on her left ass cheek. She yelped in surprise and maybe in pain. I did it three more times before she started mumbling.
“Say what? Speak up, girl. I can’t hear you.”
“I said I am sorry.”
“You’re sorry, who?”
She let out a shuttered breath like she was going to refuse, before I brought the flogger down on her one last time. At contact, she was squealing her apologies exactly like I wanted.
“I am sorry, sir. I will not play another prank on you. Tonight.”
She just had to get that last bit of defiance in. I couldn’t even be mad at her. I knew how much she hated giving up control, but I had earned this. I swatted her ass with my hand for good measure, and then rubbed her booty like she was always asking me to do. She loved a good booty rub for reasons I could never understand. I soothed her skin that was on fire and kissed it gently. When she visibly relaxed into my touch, I continued with her punishment.
“That was just stage one of your punishment.”
Her head shot round like it was on swivel. I laughed at her whimper. She started this. I had to punish her so she would think long and hard before playing another prank on me. I was the one who played games. It was my thing, not hers.
Plucking the fox tail butt plug from the bed where it was waiting patiently, I snagged the bottle of lube and applied some to the glass tip. I lubed my index and middle fingers and began working them around her tight bud. Since she wanted some back door play, I was going to give it to her. I inserted one finger to get her loose. She protested at first, but then relaxed when she saw it wasn’t painful.
It took a few minutes and two fingers to make her comfortable enough for me to insert the plug. She was definitely the cutest fox I had ever snared in my trap. I played with the plug for a bit, getting her worked up. I used my other hand to play with her clit. As soon as I pinched her bud, my girl exploded. Her pussy was soaked and needy. That was my queue to bury myself in it.
Since her hands were still tied, I slid under her, my cock was angry and straining for contact. Once I was in place, I grabbed my cock so she could sit on him.
“Ride me darlin’. Get yourself off on this big cock.”
And ride me she did. Obsession never needed an invitation to give herself pleasure. With her hands tied to the headboard, she still managed to work my dick until I was fuckin’ screaming her name. The woman had magical hips. They twirled, twerked, and titillated me until I was about to explode. I had to literally pull her pussy off my cock. She refused to stop riding me, even after she came twice.
“My god, woman. Are you trying to kill me? I believe you are an assassin sent to kill me with the best sex of my life. Got damn!”
“You’re not dead yet! I guess I still have some work to do.”
I smacked her ass cheek, which reminded me of the tail she was wearing.
“Spin around and let me see that ass, as you bob on my cock.”
“That may be a little difficult with my hands tied.”
“You can do it. I left enough slack in the rope.”
I didn’t want her to use her hands. She had enough power with those deadly hips in motion. She did as I asked. It took a little maneuvering, but she was able to spin around and mount me with her ass facing me. Watching that fox tail flit back and forth was enough to drive a man insane. That big ass bobbing up and down on my lap was my undoing. She felt so damn good, I couldn’t control myself.
“Fuck, sweetness. I am going to come. Keep moving that beautiful ass on my cock.”
She did this little move where she tilted her hips back and then dropped down on me and I was done for. She should paten that move. The cum snatcher 3000. My god her pussy should win prizes. Yes, that’s right. Award-winning pussy. No wonder her name was Obsession. If she ever tried to leave me, I would go insane.