wait for her, had hardened the instant she had opened the door.
The bed creaked as she sat on it and the mattress sagged a little beneath her weight. She reached out for him, stifling a burst of laughter as she encountered hard, warm, male flesh. “You are more than a man. You must be a demon come to life, you are so insatiable.”
He pul ed her on top of him and slid his hands under her skirts to cup her buttocks. “Are you making advances toward me, you shameless hussy?”
She unbuttoned her bodice and pushed her shift down over her shoulders until her top half was bare. “Of course I am.”
“Do you want to be fucked again? Hard and fast like in the trees today, or slow and gentle?”
She wriggled her mound on his hardness and gave an appreciative sigh. “No more advances. I am too sore already. If you take me again, I wil not be able to walk come the morning.”
Even if he couldn’t fuck her, he could stil make it worth her while to come to him. “Show me where it hurts so I can kiss you better.”
“It hurts between my legs,” she confessed.
He lay her down on the bed and spread her legs apart.
“Does it hurt here?” he asked, kissing the inside of her knees.
“Not there. Higher up.”
He knelt between her legs and kissed the inside of her thighs. “Does it hurt here?”
“Not there. Higher up stil .”
“It must be here that it hurts then,” he said, as he bent his head to her pussy, parting her lips with one hand and licking her gently. She tasted of al woman, musky and sexy and intoxicating al at the same time. “Tel me that it hurts here. Tel me that my kisses make it better.”
She gave a moan of appreciation at his ministrations.
“Ah, yes. That feels much better already.”
His tongue had found her clit and was lapping at it, swirling it around, tasting her intimately.
Her breathing quickened and she began to buck her hips against his mouth. “Shhh, lie stil ,” he instructed her.
“Be a good girl and do not move.”
She gave a wriggle of protest.
Just the opening he had been waiting for. “I told you not to move,” he said sternly. “You disobeyed me. You are a bad girl and must be punished.”
“Punished?” she squeaked, instantly becoming as rigid as a statue.
“Yes, punished.” He took the strips of silk that he had prepared earlier and tied them around her wrists and then looped them over the bedposts. “But first I must tie you up, so you do not think to escape me.”
“I wil not try to escape.” Her voice was breathless with excitement, but stil she held herself motionless, al owing him to do with her as he pleased.
“You wil forgive me if I do not take you at your word,” he said as he finished tying the silk strips with tight knots and tested them to make sure she could not wriggle out of the bonds.
As soon as he was satisfied that she was tied tightly, he began to work on the remainder of her clothes, removing each piece with agonizing slowness and rebuking her when she moved.
When she was naked at last, he bent down to kiss her once more. “You have been a good girl,” he said approvingly. “You deserve a smal reward.” He flicked his tongue lightly over her nipples, noting with satisfaction how hard and tight they were.
As his tongue touched her, she gave a startled squeak and arched her back into him.
“That was not so wel -behaved,” he admonished her.
“You deserve a double punishment. A touch of my whip should cure you of your disobedience.”
“You are not going to whip me?”
“Aren’t I?” He reached down and picked up the whip from the side of the bed, flexing it in the air with a vicious swish. “Now, raise your legs in the air so I can whip those smooth white buttocks of yours.”
“No.”
“I thought I had made it clear to you that disobedient girls get punished. Now raise your legs as I asked you
The bed creaked as she sat on it and the mattress sagged a little beneath her weight. She reached out for him, stifling a burst of laughter as she encountered hard, warm, male flesh. “You are more than a man. You must be a demon come to life, you are so insatiable.”
He pul ed her on top of him and slid his hands under her skirts to cup her buttocks. “Are you making advances toward me, you shameless hussy?”
She unbuttoned her bodice and pushed her shift down over her shoulders until her top half was bare. “Of course I am.”
“Do you want to be fucked again? Hard and fast like in the trees today, or slow and gentle?”
She wriggled her mound on his hardness and gave an appreciative sigh. “No more advances. I am too sore already. If you take me again, I wil not be able to walk come the morning.”
Even if he couldn’t fuck her, he could stil make it worth her while to come to him. “Show me where it hurts so I can kiss you better.”
“It hurts between my legs,” she confessed.
He lay her down on the bed and spread her legs apart.
“Does it hurt here?” he asked, kissing the inside of her knees.
“Not there. Higher up.”
He knelt between her legs and kissed the inside of her thighs. “Does it hurt here?”
“Not there. Higher up stil .”
“It must be here that it hurts then,” he said, as he bent his head to her pussy, parting her lips with one hand and licking her gently. She tasted of al woman, musky and sexy and intoxicating al at the same time. “Tel me that it hurts here. Tel me that my kisses make it better.”
She gave a moan of appreciation at his ministrations.
“Ah, yes. That feels much better already.”
His tongue had found her clit and was lapping at it, swirling it around, tasting her intimately.
Her breathing quickened and she began to buck her hips against his mouth. “Shhh, lie stil ,” he instructed her.
“Be a good girl and do not move.”
She gave a wriggle of protest.
Just the opening he had been waiting for. “I told you not to move,” he said sternly. “You disobeyed me. You are a bad girl and must be punished.”
“Punished?” she squeaked, instantly becoming as rigid as a statue.
“Yes, punished.” He took the strips of silk that he had prepared earlier and tied them around her wrists and then looped them over the bedposts. “But first I must tie you up, so you do not think to escape me.”
“I wil not try to escape.” Her voice was breathless with excitement, but stil she held herself motionless, al owing him to do with her as he pleased.
“You wil forgive me if I do not take you at your word,” he said as he finished tying the silk strips with tight knots and tested them to make sure she could not wriggle out of the bonds.
As soon as he was satisfied that she was tied tightly, he began to work on the remainder of her clothes, removing each piece with agonizing slowness and rebuking her when she moved.
When she was naked at last, he bent down to kiss her once more. “You have been a good girl,” he said approvingly. “You deserve a smal reward.” He flicked his tongue lightly over her nipples, noting with satisfaction how hard and tight they were.
As his tongue touched her, she gave a startled squeak and arched her back into him.
“That was not so wel -behaved,” he admonished her.
“You deserve a double punishment. A touch of my whip should cure you of your disobedience.”
“You are not going to whip me?”
“Aren’t I?” He reached down and picked up the whip from the side of the bed, flexing it in the air with a vicious swish. “Now, raise your legs in the air so I can whip those smooth white buttocks of yours.”
“No.”
“I thought I had made it clear to you that disobedient girls get punished. Now raise your legs as I asked you
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