The Last Knight

Chapter 24

Samuel

Dr. Petterson finishes up his exam of Marcy, clearing her for normal activities. Thank fuck because I’ve been craving her body and lying next to her every night was the worst kind of torture knowing I couldn’t take her.

“Thank you again for coming, Doc,” I repeat as we walk to the front door.

“Not a problem. You Knights sure keep me busy,” he chuckles.

“Never a dull moment around here that’s for sure,” I reply.

“You’ve got my number if anything else comes up.” He heads out of the door toward the elevator. I wait until he’s inside to close the door and lock it.

Turning around, I see Marcy leaning against the bedroom door in nothing but a black babydoll. Her beautiful long red hair cascades down the front of her body, sweeping along the sides of her voluptuous breasts.

“Seems like someone is ready for their punishment.” Her cheeks flush but she looks at me questioningly as I walk closer. “If I remember correctly, someone disobeyed me,” I tsk, running the back of my hand down her soft cheek.

“I didn’t do–”

“Nu uh. You continued your little temper tantrum that day and stormed out of here.” Fire flares in her eyes as the memories of that day come flooding back in.

“I was mad. You can’t be ser–” I press my lips to hers, silencing the argument before it begins.

“You may have been mad but then you put yourself in danger by storming out of here. I won’t tolerate you hurting yourself, Marcy.” The air hangs heavy with anticipation. The room, dimly lit, seems to hold its breath, waiting for the inevitable. She stands there, her eyes wide, pupils dilated, waiting for her instructions. She isn’t getting out of this one. Not with all the pain and suffering we both endured because of her rash decision. Tonight she’ll be learning about consequences. She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth, knowing exactly what she’s doing to me. Naughty, naughty girl.

“Now, be a good girl and go get on the bed, ass up for me,” I whisper along her neck, sending shivers through her creamy, delicate skin.

“Yes, sir,” she murmurs as she turns to walk toward the bed, swaying her ass purposefully along the way. She won’t be such a brat after I get my hands on her.

I follow her into our room, throwing my shirt in the hamper. Marcy does as she’s told, crawling on the bed positioning herself on all fours with her beautiful round ass pushed out for me, the babydoll slides from her ass and pools around her waist.

Leaving her to wait with anticipation, I head toward the closet to retrieve a few items I purchased for the occasion. I smile as I reach up top to pull the boxes down knowing this will be a night for the books.

“What a good girl you’re being, still holding that position like I said,” I praise as I set down the toys on the bed behind her so she can’t see. My fingers run lightly over her skin, along her calves, up her thighs, over her ass, across her back then tangling in her hair pulling her head up to face me. Her body arches beautifully under my hands.

“You’re fucking stunning, princess.” I drop her hair as I band my hand around her throat. Her whimpers vibrate through, shooting an electric spark straight to my cock.

“I’ve got some surprises in store for you tonight. Remember your safeword?”

“Yes, Mr. Knight,” she purrs. My lips crash down on hers with a punishing ferocity. She gasps against my mouth. Her lips are soft, yielding, but there is a fire within her—a hunger that matches my own. I only release her when I know she’s about to pass out. Her eyes darken with desire as she nibbles on her swollen lip. She’s ready.

Spreading the items out on the bed, I know exactly what we will be starting with. She tries to look over her shoulder but she won’t be able to see. She’s only going to feel.

“Remember to relax, sunshine. If you don’t it’ll only make your torment longer for my pleasure.” I pick up the tube of lube and slick two fingers. I grab a handful of her ass until she squeals, knowing it won’t be the last one heard from her sweet lips.

“We’re only getting started.”

Pulling her cheek to expose her ass. She shuffles on her knees, parting her thighs. My fingers dig into her flesh, my eyes catch sight of her dripping slit, it would be so easy to divert and give into my tongue’s and cock’s demand.

Stiffening in my resolve I swipe the cool gel on her ass. My hand cracks down when she tries to shift away.

“Marcy,” I tsk. Her reply is muffled in the blanket.

I move closer to her on the bed, invading her space, making her feel. I part her thighs again, widening her position. I press my knee against her calf, anchoring her exactly where I want her.

“Breathe.” I push my middle finger against her resistance. I feel her thigh shake but I don’t ease up the pressure.

“Fuck.”

“Yes, princess. That’s exactly what’s happening,” I chuckle darkly. My middle finger presses clear past the first knuckle and further than the second until my palm is pressed flush against her skin.

I smirk at Marcy’s muted muffle into the sheets. My cock throbs while she tries to move away from my unyielding invasion.

The more she bucks the deeper she pushes my finger. I crook my finger upwards and she stills. Like the beautiful puppet she is beneath me, her back bows and her breathy moans echo through the room.

“That’s it, fuck back against my hand.”

Her hips roll and I slip a second finger against the first. Her muscles grip tightly, pulsing in time with her moans and rocking.

“You’re going to strangle my cock, sunshine. Are you going to rock back this eager when I fuck your freshly spanked ass?” She whimpers at my words. Releasing her hip, I reach out and grab a fist full of her hair and wind it around my hand.

The grip forces her to arch to me and rest her full weight on my fingers.

I lean in and kiss her temple softly. “You’re taking it so well. That’s my good girl, I know you can. One more, baby.” Marcy’s pitiful whine goes straight to my cock.

Fumbling with one hand, I reach and add another dribble of lube over my slick fingers. Sawing them back and forth, slipping my ring finger in with the first two until it forces her wider.

My thumb slips between her thighs and presses inside her wet warmth.

Marcy’s movements stop, her back bows and her fingers dig tightly in the fabric beneath them. “S-sir…”

“More? Yes, I agree.” I let go of her hair and spank her cheek.

She cries out and any movements of retreat are snuffed by my weight and the way my fingers sink deep into her core.

“Sit up,” I command.

Marcy grabs my arm for support and I kiss her soundly, swallowing her moans while she rides toward what she hopes will be her release.

“Do. Not. Come,” I warn.

Her bright green eyes meet mine in desperation and I can’t wait to taste every frustrated tear she sheds.

“You won’t sit for a week if you do.” Even though that’s already in the cards for her.

I hold up a medium sized plug to her gaze. “Open,” I instruct, marking to memory the way she shudders and clenches against my slowly thrusting fingers at my harsh tone. Pushing the plug past her lips, I study her every reaction.

“Suck. Run your tongue over it and know that’ll soon replace my fingers. Leaving that tight, needy hole open when you take the first part of your punishment.”

Her eyes flutter closed on a moan. Her chest moves rapidly, her pulse erratic.

I can’t resist leaning in and running my tongue over the slope of her shoulder to her neck. She tastes of honey and sin. I press my teeth against her skin, wanting to mark her creamy skin. Marcy stills beneath the pressure and the tension in her thighs eases; opening herself further to me.

“I’ll never get enough of you. Fuck!”

I hold the T-base of the plug between my fingers. She runs her tongue over the intrusion, her eyes fill with a mixture of hesitation and desire.

“Let go.”

Marcy pulls away and swipes a drop of spit from her lip with her tongue.

“There’s no way that’ll fit,” she argues, her eyes pleading.

“Stubbornness and physics are against your argument. Relax, princess. Lean forward, palms flat on the bed.”

“Sam…”

“That’s not how you address me right now. Is it, sunshine? Do you think it’s wise when I can simply do this–” I spread my fingers inside her tight ass and brush the pad of my thumb against the opening of her pussy. “–and remind you that you’re not coming until I split you open with my cock.”

“Sir,” she corrects, rocking her hips toward the intrusion. “We can have spanking and butt fun later,” Marcy pleads, her head tipped back, her eyes meeting mine. “You can punish my pussy with your cock, sir. Please! I need to cum.”

“That’s not how this works, sunshine,” I tsk. “But I promise you’ll regret those words someday.”

Marcy’s cheeks flame as she looks away.

“You’re supposed to remember punishments, princess. It seems my hand wasn’t enough last time and as your dominant, I won’t make that mistake again. I plan to correct you the way I should have.”

“Sir?”

“Look at me,” I urge.

She does quickly.

“I’m not mad at you. None of this is from anger. You need to understand that, Marcy.” I brush her hair from her eyes. “I would never harm you, but I will hurt you within your limits.”

She can live with a blistered ass but I can”t live without her.

“Your safeword is always an option, don”t forget that.”

“I know. Okay. I do. What are you going to use?” She glances nervously at where I placed the implements earlier. Some are part of my original plan for the evening. The rest is to gauge her reaction and assure her that no matter how or where I push her limits, I’ll never knowingly break them. Or her.

“No belts, crops, or other implements tonight. You’ll take six strokes from the paddle and you’re going to say thank you after every one. You will be given three seconds for your reply or the count starts over and I will add another to the tally. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good, now be an obedient little slut and present your ass before you lose the kindness of this plug and get my cock as punishment. Spoiler, sunshine, it”s not as nice or teasing as my fingers.”

One of these days that beautiful sassy mouth of hers is going to get the punishment fuck she”d regret.

She was mine to mold and forever to cherish. There’d never be another soul that would see her this way. Her curvy body was on display for every dirty and depraved thought either of us would have.

Marcy’s body relaxes as she rests on her forearms, her forehead presses against the mattress as though it will hide her moans of need. The sheer black fabric skates down her body with her movement, releasing her breasts for my viewing.

“Such a beautiful sight,” I croon. “Might as well let the rest of it fall off. I need to see all of your creamy skin on display for me.”

I pull my fingers from inside her and pick up the plug, taking my time and slicking it from tip to base. I hold it between my fingers, satisfied with the long gentle curve of the base. Ensuring that it won’t slip or be uncomfortable at any point during her paddling, I place my hand on her back and position the plug at her lubed hole.

“I’ll go slow like I did my fingers and I promise, good girls like their ass split open and filled too.”

Marcy gasps and I use the distraction to slip the first third past her tight muscle. Her back bows but she holds her hips still, her breathing is rapid but she doesn’t dare move away from the intrusion.

“That’s it, it’s more than halfway. Are you ready for the next knot?”

She shakes her head but quickly changes to a frantic nod from the renewed pressure of the toy as I push it deeper.

I drag my nails over the curve of her ass and dip between her thighs to cup her pussy.

It squelches and gushes against my hand and just as I expected, she arches her back toward my touch and pushes the next bulb stretch into her.

“What a fucking goddess. Wet, needy, soaking my hand while I fill this virgin ass.”

Her mouth opens wordlessly and she rises from her arms as I wrap my forearm around her middle. Twisting her body, I grab her breast and press her back against my chest to hold her steady.

“You’ve got two more tapers to go, baby.” I hungrily lick my lips, watching her expression for any signs of distress. My cock throbs and I still, taking the moment to reign myself in at the sight of her moaning and begging. “Use your words.”

“It burns when it–oh fuck!”

I push the next notch in and press the last and largest one against the ring of her asshole.

Marcy grabs my forearm to steady herself at the sudden invasion. “I’m so full! I can’t.”

“You can,” I punctuate my words with a steady pinch to her nipple. Flicking with the tip of my finger, then pinching and rolling the stiffened bud. I repeat the soft soothing motions and she begins to relax.

Her head rests against my shoulder, her soft mewls whispering against my skin, finally accepting she has no control and can’t sway my pursuit.

I kiss the top of her head and increase the pressure of the toy. “Look at me.”

Marcy licks her lips, swallowing a gasp but meets my eyes.

“I know you feel it. When the widest part gets pushed against your hole, it will spread you open.”

She nods.

“When it feels like too much as the thickest part stretches making you want to resist, push it away until it doesn”t burn and pulse.”

Another nod, and I notice the flush on her face.

“Enjoy it while you can. Once I slip my cock inside you there’ll be no relief.”

Her moans are half awe and half fear.

“That’s right. You’ll be filled with every fucking inch, princess. Bouncing and crying, begging me to let you come.”

“Come, yes, please. I want to come!”

“What is your pussy weeping more for? The thought of my hips brushing against your freshly reddened ass…” I bring my face closer to hers, drinking in every facial expression. “Or knowing that I’ll be the only one to fill, fuck, and make you cum from filling your asshole like the needy little whore you are?”

I punctuate my words and slide the plug fully into her ass.

“Good girl. Know that next time you get punished, my cock and cum before the plug. And no orgasms.”

Marcy’s shuddering cry echoes through the room as she falls forward and lays with her cheek against the mattress. She stays on her knees, her plugged ass high in the air.

“You’re a fucking vision.” I run my hands over the curve of her ass and up to her shoulders. Shifting on the bed, I reach for the paddle and set it in her line of sight.

“There’s more?”

“Yes there is. Now be a good girl and tell me you want it.”

“I’m a good girl and I’d like an orgasm or four please.”

“Duly noted. Now ask.”

“Please sir, fuck me.”

“Seven spanks with the paddle you say?”

“What?!” she screeches.

“I can make it eight…”

“Please paddle me, sir. I’d like my punishment please.”

“I love when you beg, princess.”

I pick up the paddle and trail the soft leather over her hip, the curve of her breasts and belly. I round up onto her ass then tap the area several times to bring the blood to the surface. Prepping the skin will prevent bruising and keep the integrity of the sting without creating a biting pain.

I want her to secretly crave it, not fear it.

Marcy wiggles her ass against the paddle, inching her thighs closer together to gain friction.

Swinging the paddle down sharply against her thigh she quickly stills and lets out a frustrated and needy sigh. “Please! May I have my spanking now!?”

“Quite the eager girl. Are you in a hurry, sunshine?”

“Yes. The faster you can put that down the faster you will fuck me.”

“I do love how fiery and demanding you are.” Seeing her this way, needy and begging, makes me want to abandon my plans to sink into her tight cunt now. Her desperate whimpers send electric bolts straight to my cock.

Dropping the paddle between us, I thread my fingers in her hair and pull her in for a deep kiss. My tongue invades her mouth as she willingly submits beneath me.

Her body automatically turns toward me but I grab her hip and still her movements. My hand reaches back, grabbing her ass tightly.

I move my carefully placed fingers and brush along the plug, stoking the fires that are turning her into a beautiful mess beneath me.

Hooking my finger under the curved base, I tug gently to increase the tension.

Marcy moans against my mouth, shifting on the bed to release the pressure of the plug.

I bite her bottom lip making her whine softly with need. My hand cracks across her sit-spot and the force ricochets against the plug stilling her movements.

“I need,” she pleads.

Her needy moan does me in.

“Okay, sunshine.” I cup her jaw and kiss her softly. “I can’t help myself, you’re so beautiful when you’re wet and needy for me.” I brush my lips over hers again. “I’m so fucking addicted to you.”

“Yours.”

“Yes, you are.”

I pull away and help her shift to her previous position on her forearms and she presses her forehead against the bed.

“Don’t forget to breathe and your requirements.”

My fingers wrap around the handle of the paddle, flexing as I study her luscious curved ass.

I land the first strike on her right cheek and I’m automatically counting the seconds in my mind.

“Thank you, Mr. Knight!”

The second lands harder on the left cheek.

“Thank you, sir!”

I land the third across both.

“Fu-thank you, sir!”

“Good girl. Halfway.”

Marcy’s back arches and she nods with a soft whine.

Four and five are met in quick succession to the backs of her thighs, giving Marcy no reprieve.

She stumbles over her double thank you’s, her breath caught on a sob.

The final stroke lands against the plug effectively mixing pleasure into her pain.

“Thank you, Mr. Knight!!” she cries. Her body sags against the mattress.

Setting the paddle down, I prop myself on my elbow next to her panting form. My fingers run across her sweat-slick skin. Her breathing picks up when my nails score across the lines of fire.

“Are you still with me, princess?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispers, her eyes wide and glassy. A lone tear runs down her cheek as I trace the trail with my thumb. I caress her cheek soothingly until her eyes focus on mine. They are the brightest green when filled with my tears.

“What was the lesson?”

“No danger for me or you light my ass on fire.”

“I’ll take that as an acceptable answer, this time.” I brush her hair from her shoulder, pressing my lips against her warm skin.

“How do you feel, sunshine?”

“I need you. My skin is on fire. Mr. Knight, please. I can’t take it anymore.”

“That’s my needy little slut. I’ve got to have you.”

“Does that mean my ass, sir?” she whimpers her question.

“You don’t know how bad I want to sink my cock into that snug little hole.”

I move my body over hers, pinning her wrists with one hand and straddling her thighs.

Wrapping my fist around my hard cock, I brush the tip between the cheeks of her ass then lower until she coats me in her wetness.

“Hearing you beg, sunshine. I can’t wait anymore. I need you.”

She writhes beneath me as I notch the head of my cock against her opening.

“Wait, you’re n-not, oh fuck!” Marcy’s realization flits across her beautiful blissed-out face. “It’s too much! Sir, oh!”

With one hand on the mattress and the other in Marcy’s hair, I thrust my hips against her plugged ass, my cock sinking into her clenching pussy. Her cries hitch in her throat as she chokes back a sob, her arm blindly grasping for me, sinking her fingers into my skin. The bite spurs my thrusts to a faster pace. Hard punishing thrusts, my cock sinks into her gushing cunt. Every time I bump against the plug she cries into the pillows. My hips roll and my locked hips trap her beneath me.

“Where’s that bratty mouth now?”

Marcy’s breath is heavy against the mattress as I continue to thrust into her. I can feel her tight cunt already clenching around me. I love that my girl likes the pain only I can give her. Her gushing pussy is proof of that.

“I think we need a change of scenery.” I smirk as Marcy looks back at me, questions swirling in her mind. I slide out of her tight channel, instantly missing her warmth. My hand goes out to her to help her off the bed. Pulling her along, I press her against the cold floor to ceiling windows in our room.

“Fuck! It’s c-cold!” she whines.

“We’ll heat it right up.” I kiss behind her ear as I slide her palms on the glass. I grasp her hair, pulling her head back to me.

“Are you ready to get fucked where anyone can see us? Anybody walking on the street can look up and see your pussy taking this fat cock.” She nods with a new blush coating her cheeks. Well, I’ll be damned. My little vixen likes to be watched. I can’t wait to find out everything she desires.

I press her front to the glass, eliciting a deep moan.

“I’ve got a naughty girl. You like this don’t you? You want them to see your man fucking you like the dirty slut you are?”

“Yes!”

I roughly kick her thighs open, holding her arms in place then slam inside. This angle shifts the plug, making her pussy even tighter.

“You’re going to take what I give you because you trust that I know what you need.”

“Yes, sir,” she gushes. My thrusts increase until her body is helpless but to bounce back against me to accept more of my cock. I wrap my other arm around her tummy, keeping her in place as I pound deeper.

“That’s my beautiful good girl,” I praise.

I hum against her throat, “It’s not the plug in your ass that you have to worry about now.” I trail hot kisses across her neck and shoulder, giving her enough time to stew in my words.

“You should be worried how full I’m going to fuck this pretty cunt of yours with my cum.” She moans, chalking my words to bedroom talk and I feel her muscles tighten around my shaft.

“Fuck, you’re the perfect little toy, princess. You’re just so responsive.” I bite the back of her neck and kiss my way to press my lips against the shell of her ear.

“I’m your good girl! I’ll need your cock, sir!”

“Say it again.”

“I’m–” her breath hitches, as I rest my full weight against her back.

“Hmm? What was that?” I whisper.

“I’m your good girl, sir,” she pants. I know she’s close and all I would have to do is tweak her swollen nub to make her see stars. She was good for me after all so I decide to give her this one.

“How bad does my girl need to come?” My hand slowly travels down her belly until I’m almost where she needs me to be. I begin rubbing circles above her clit, almost where she wants me, but not quite.

“Please, Mr. Knight,” she gasps as my fingers connect with her sensitive area. It only takes a few strokes and her pussy begins squeezing me so hard I feel like I could pass out just from the pressure.

“Ouuuu…FUCK!” she screams as she explodes around me. Her body trembles as I continue to work her through her orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through her as she presses her ass back against me harder, needing me deeper. Her release gushes out as I continue my thrusts.

It doesn’t take long for the tingle in my spine to begin, my impending orgasm right on the horizon.

“I’m going to fill this pussy up so much that you are dripping for days.” Marcy only nods, too strung out to reply.

“I’m so glad you agree since they took your birth control out at the hospital.” I chuckle darkly wishing I could see the expression that crosses her face.

“Wha–” I grab her face and crash my lips to hers. She takes everything I give and even fights for control. Heh, oh sweet Marcy. That will never be the case.

“It had to be removed because they were worried about blood clots after your surgery,” I groan at the thought of filling her womb with my seed.

“But they never–” No, they didn’t mention it at my request. I nip the base of her neck then suck to ensure I leave my mark.

“I can’t wait to breed this cunt. When your belly begins to swell with my child, mmm, fuck! I won’t be able to control myself around you. Not like I can anyways, right?” My balls tighten and after two more thrusts, I’m emptying myself inside her. Jet after jet of cum dumps into my girl. Chills run through me at the thought that I could get her pregnant tonight. The thought shoots more cum from my cock.

Coated in sweat, I pepper kisses along her shoulders and up her neck. “You did such a good job, sunshine. I’m so proud of you.” I slowly pull out then turn her around so I can see her beautiful face. My cock is still hard, ready for the next round but I don’t think she can handle more.

Pushing her hair from her face, I lift her chin so she looks up at me.

“You didn’t use your safeword,” I acknowledge.

“I didn’t,” she smirks, “don’t you know gingers have a high pain tolerance?” she giggles as she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her.

“You’re such a brat, you know that?” I chuckle as I lift her ass in my hands, pressing her back against the window.

“So I’ve been told.” She squeals when I thrust back inside her hot, wet cunt. I press my face into her neck as I fuck her hard and slow. I want to take my time because I never want it to end.

“Princess, I see so many punishments in your future. That mouth of yours is going to get you into some deep shit one of these days.” I smile against her skin, knowing I can’t wait for that day to come. I might be sadist but my little sunshine wants as much as I’ll give. She will match me every step of the way.