“Not my cock.”
More noises.
“I didn’t know you wanted it so badly, sweetness. But no. You’ll have to wait. I want to hear every sound you make when I fuck your ass. You can take something else for me tonight.”
I take my fingers out and pick up the plug and the bottle. I add a generous amount of lube directly to her hole.
Her eyes get wide when she feels the plug nudge up against her.
“It’s going to be a lot, sweetness. I won’t be surprised if you cry.” I push in the smallest part and watch her open around it. “I won’t stop if you cry, either.”
Elise’s eyes are wet by the time the plug is halfway in. It’s not outrageously large, but it’s not small, either.
“Such a sweet, perfect thing, taking this.” I pull it out enough to make her think I’m giving her a break, then fuck it into her instead. Shallow strokes. Her legs shake. “Look at you stretch. I could add fingers, too—”
She makes a high, squeaking protest.
“Shh. Not tonight. This is the hardest part, sweetness. I’d suggest relaxing as much as you can.” More pressure. It pops all the way in. Elise turns her face into the comforter, her hips bucking. “Goodgirl.But we’re not finished yet. Feet on the floor.”
Elise plants her feet.
“Stay still and think about what you’ve done to deserve this.”
She moans into the comforter, and I step away to wash my hands…and do some deep breathing so I don’t lose control of myself before we’re finished with this game. When that’s done, I strip off my clothes.
Back at the bed, I tilt her hips into place with my hand on her slick pussy. Elise turns her head back to me, dark eyes half closed.
“You can feel it stretching that tiny space, can’t you?”
A softuh-huhthrough the gag.
“You’ll feel it more if you tense. And, sweetness, you probably won’t be able to help it.” I squeeze one of her ass cheeks in my hand, then the other, leaving behind a light sheen of her juices. “I meant what I said—I’m not interested in being rough with you there. This isn’t a nightmare. But I did promise to make you cry, and I’m not going to break that promise.”
I put my hand over her pussy. Elise pants, tugging at the tie on her wrists, but her feet stay in place.
I start with a light slap to the sweet, soft skin. More of a touch. She startles. After a second, she’s arched her back. Planted her feet.
“That’s right. Keep your thighs open.” Another gentle slap, square between her legs. “If you close them, I’ll have to tie your ankles and start over.” Another one. “But you wouldn’t do that, would you, sweetness? You’re too good. You’re so fucking good. Or…are you a little criminal like you claim to be?” Three in a row, not hard at all. “Of course you’re not a criminal. Of course you’re good.” A nervous noise from Elise. “I know how sensitive this pussy is. Don’t worry. I won’t hurt it too badly.”
The first real slap. Elise yelps through her gag.
“But I will hurt it.”
The second one gets a whimper.
The third gets a low cry.
The fourth gets a louder one.
“Such a good girl.”
The fifth sets off continuous begging noises.
“You’re going to make me come just from the sounds, sweetness.”
Louder, on the sixth and seventh.
“That’s how wet you are. All this mess isyou.”