Chapter Nine
“Phew! I never thought we were going to get out of there,” I said, as I carried the boxes of leftovers that my mother had given me from the party into the house.
“I didn’t think it went all that slow,” Drew chuckled.
I rolled my eyes at his sarcasm. I knew that he was joking. As much as I loved seeing all our families, I was anxious to get home. Today had been a long day and I was tired. More important though, the plug in my ass was driving me insane.
All throughout church and then dinner with our families, whenever I shifted in my chair, my attention was drawn to what lay snuggled in my ass. A couple of times I almost went up to him to beg him to take it out, but had decided against it each time, not wanting to wreck his plan for later.
We walked into the kitchen, and I put the leftovers away. When I turned, he was leaning against the wall.
We stared at each other for a moment. I finally broke the silence, asking, “Want to come upstairs with me?”
“What’s the rush? We have all night, baby,” he growled, stalking toward me and pulling me into a sizzling kiss.
“Easy for you to say. You aren’t the one who has a rubber plug stuck up your ass.”
His hand came to my bottom, squeezing it, before he lifted me up and roughly pushed me against the wall. My legs went around his waist as he kneaded my backside.
“Who’s in charge here?”
“You are, Sir,” I answered automatically.
“Correct. Since I am the one in charge, I will decide when and where we play.”
He bent his head and started to nuzzle the spot behind my left ear as his hips pressed into mine.
It aroused me to no end when he took charge roughly. My man was one hundred percent dominant.
My hands went into his hair and I tightened my grip when he bit my ear and tugged on it.
“Let go of my hair.”
I did as I was told and suddenly, we were moving. He carried me upstairs and into our bedroom.
When we reached the bed, he tossed me onto it. I bounced once and the second time he was on top of me.
Grabbing both of my wrists, he held them above my head as he kissed me with a ferocity that left me breathless. At the same time, one of his knees nudged between my legs, forcing them apart, so I was open to him. My arousal built as our kiss deepened.
When he pulled back, his pupils were dilated, turning his eyes nearly black, and his lips were slightly swollen. His breathing had quickened.
“I’m going to grab a couple of things. Undress completely. Turn over and get on your hands and knees. Make sure to raise that gorgeous ass nice and high for me.”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmured as he climbed off the bed and disappeared into our closet.
Quickly, I took off my shoes, dress, and panty set that I had worn to church, leaving me in my birthday suit. Then, I got into position, feeling both naughty and turned way the hell on as I stuck my butt up in the air, with the plug pointing upward in all its kinky glory.
A few minutes went by and I didn’t hear anything. Finally, I could hear him shuffle back into the room. He put something on the bed, before rubbing my bottom for several wonderful, arousing moments.
“Turn your head and look at me,” he commanded, his desire making his voice low and gruff.
Turning my head to the right, I looked back at him. He was still fully dressed in his suit, but he had removed his tie and jacket. He looked so sexy.
“We’re going to have fun tonight, baby,” he announced as he unbuttoned his cuffs at his wrists and rolled his sleeves up. He was so hot when he did that.
“Face forward.”
I did and felt his hands on my behind once again. Before I could think, he delivered several smacks to my cheeks.
The spanks didn’t particularly hurt. They left a small sting, but that sensation soon faded and became a warm throbbing in my pussy. Plus, each smack shifted the plug, igniting each internal nerve ending, which felt incredible.
“How are you feeling?”
“Good, Sir.”
“Excellent. I have a new toy to try out with you, but I want to make sure that you’re properly warmed up before I use it.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He chuckled before getting back to smacking my ass. As he did, I wondered what he was going to use. Hopefully one that had a bit of bite. Those toys always increased my arousal.
My behind was definitely starting to feel well heated when he stopped and rubbed it. My inner muscles squeezed on the plug some more. It felt great being filled, but I wanted his cock in there, not some rubber thing.
“Do you still want this out?” he asked, tapping on the plug in my ass and occasionally twisting it.
“Yes,” I moaned as the sensations increased my arousal even more.
“Maybe if you continue to be a good girl, I’ll take it out. Now, it’s time to try our new toy. I’m going to give you ten strokes with it. Let’s see if you can guess what it is. Remember, you have your safe words if you need them.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I wasn’t sure how the cane would feel. I read that it stung, but if done lightly, it could feel amazing. When we got it, we decided to save it for a special night.
Suddenly, I heard a light whoosh in the air, before a slight sting landed across my bottom.
Before I had time to recover, three more strokes were added.
“How does it feel, Chloe?”
Where the implement hit my backside, it burned, but a moment later, that sting turned into sensation of pure pleasure.
“Amazing,” I groaned, wiggling my ass out for more licks with my new toy.
“You want more, my naughty sub?” he asked, as he ran the implement over my heated bottom.
“Please, Sir.”
I could feel my juices coating my inner thighs as my legs began to shake. My muscles were tightening up as I had to take a couple of deep breaths, to hold off my impending orgasm.
“Good girl.”
He laid the last six strokes from the top to the bottom of my ass. Each one felt a bit harder until finally the last one landed with more zip and I curled my toes at the bite of pain. But the stronger the pain was, the greater the pleasure.
“You look stunning right now, dear. Your ass is red from your spanking, with pink lines up and down it. Can you guess what your new toy is?”
“A cane?”
“Correct,” he responded as I heard a thump and then he was kneading my bottom, giving me a break from this delicious torture.
“Thank you, Sir,” I muttered, trying to catch my breath. I felt like any second my pleasure would consume me. All he needed to do was touch my clit and I’d be over the edge.
“Since you took your caning so well, you earned yourself a reward.”
He started to rub my clit with one hand as the other twisted the plug inside of me.
I came, screaming my release. My ass clamped down on the plug that he was thrusting in and out of me as the rest of my muscles shook.
With each flick of my clit, my pleasure spurred on. My vaginal muscles kept trying to clamp down on something, but nothing was there.
When I finished coming, I collapsed on the bed.
“Oh, no. I’m not done with you yet,” Drew said, flipping me over as his body covered mine.
He was completely naked now. His erect cock rubbed over my slick pussy.
“I think your breasts need some attention.”
He bent his head and took one of the hardened peaks into his mouth as his fingers teased my other nipple.
Squeezing, pulling, and flicking one nipple while he licked and bit the other had my arousal building again.
I ground my pelvis against his, wanting to get some attention down there.
He popped my nipple out of his mouth and looked up at me. “Patience, dear.”
He knew exactly where I wanted him to touch, but he was avoiding it.
As he played with my breasts some more, I brought my hands up and speared them into his silky hair. It felt amazing running through my fingers.
Finally, he pulled his head up and brought his lips down to mine. His shaft danced over my pussy and I was dying for him to plunge into my drenched channel.
“Very good,” he praised as he lifted his lips from mine, sending me a smile.
Without warning, he plunged into my weeping pussy. I gasped at the sudden feeling of fullness, but enjoyed it once my muscles stretched out.
When my inner muscles clamped down on him, he moaned. I smiled, happy to know that I had such a strong effect on my man.
He bent and started to kiss behind my ear as he began to thrust in and out of me.
The pace he set was very fast and thanks to the attention he had given to my breasts, I was ready to come any moment.
“Ready, baby?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He lifted his head and we gazed into each other’s eyes. “Come for me.”
He thrust once more into me, his pelvis hitting my clit and I was thrown into another powerful orgasm. A moment later, he found his release, sending his hot seed into me.
The entire time as we came, we stared into each other’s eyes, finding a level of intimacy we never really had before.
When we finished, he pulled out of me and rolled to the side. Both of us were trying to catch our breaths.
After a moment, he stood up and headed into the bathroom. I knew exactly what he was going to do. Sure enough, a moment later, he came back with a washcloth.
Not wanting to fight, I let him pull the plug out of me and clean me without a fuss. When he finished, he took the washcloth and plug back into the bathroom, returning a moment later. We got under the covers and cuddled together.
“This was a very good Christmas, don’t you think, dear?”
“Yes, I do,” I said, snuggling into his chest more. Letting out a yawn, I closed my eyes. Today had been an awesome day.
“You know what the best part is?”
“Hmm?”
“It’s only Tuesday. We both have another five days off of work to relax and be together. Do you have any ideas what you want to do tomorrow?”
Opening my eyes, I looked up at him and said, “Whatever you want to do, Daddy.”
He beamed when I called him Daddy.
“That sounds fine to me, little girl.”
“I love you, Drew. Thank you for being my best friend, soul mate, Daddy, husband, and dominant. Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas, baby girl, and you’re welcome. I love you too, Chloe. You’re the best wife, submissive, and little girl I could ever ask for.”
We snuggled closer and fell sound asleep in each other’s arms. Today had been the best Christmas that I had ever had. I couldn’t wait to see if we could top it next year.
The End