Chapter 17 #2
“Wonderful. Now, close your eyes, and I want you to push all other thoughts from your mind. I want you to focus entirely on my voice and the words I’m saying.
Let them lie on your skin, then slowly sink into your muscles through your skin.
Once my words are in your muscles, let them descend into your bones and organs.
Feel me everywhere inside and outside of your body.
Let me guide you. You’re safe with me, Tiana.
Always. I will forever respect, love, and protect you.
Relax more. Sink into the mattress and pillows.
Feel yourself floating on a cloud of warmth and softness. ”
As I concentrated on his voice and those words, I noticed my body sink and relax.
“Now, I want you to imagine you’re standing in front of the cross we talked about.
The one you’ve wanted to experience, but for more than a simple spanking session.
See it. It’s covered in slick, black leather, and smooth metal studs are scattered over it.
At each end, there are lined leather cuffs that I’ll place around your wrists and ankles.
Go ahead. It won’t hurt. Step closer and hold your ankles and wrists so they line up with the cuffs.
Press your naked body into the cross. Ahh, feel that cool leather and those colder studs against your skin? Yes, so good.
“I’m fastening you to it. Please let me know if these are too tight. Clever girl. You’re all secure. You’re safe. Nothing and no one will touch you. Just breathe and release, let all tension and thoughts leak away.”
He was right, this cross was slick and cool, and those metal studs made my skin prickle. I felt glorious standing here, entirely at Sir’s mercy. He would never hurt me, only pleasure me. I jerked when I felt something softly run from my right to my left shoulder.
“Feel that? It’s the crop I want to use on you.
We need to start easy. If you want a whip next time, we can try one of those.
Let me show you what it looks like. See, it has a slim handle with a rectangular piece of leather on one end.
That rectangle piece is what you’ll feel sometimes, and other times, I’ll use the handle.
I want your skin to be rosy, warm, and then stinging for me.
Don’t forget to allow me to hear your cries.
I love to listen to you moan and beg me, Tiana.
“Stay relaxed. Here is the first stroke. It’s barely a kiss.”
The sensation of a barely there brush touched the base of my neck. I shivered. The next landed maybe an inch below the first one. After a couple more in the same spots, Reuben spoke again.
“I’m going to increase the intensity and hit you slightly harder, Tiana. Remember to breathe and relax. And if you want me to slow down, say coconut. If you need me to stop, say pickle. Here you go.”
I felt the lash this time was definitely harder and stung more.
I let myself absorb the blow and then the ones that followed.
Throughout, Reuben kept me informed of when he was increasing the intensity.
He asked me several times if I was alright.
I always said yes. The strikes were heating my whole body.
My nipples rubbed enticingly against the metal studs, making them harder and more sensitive.
My pussy wept as he flogged me from my neck to my heels. And the most amazing thing was how those strikes wrenched orgasm after orgasm from my body. Each successive one was stronger and lasted longer than the one before. I became lost in a sea of incredible, pleasurable pain.
I surfaced a little when he nipped my earlobe with his teeth and softly growled in my ear.
“Look at you, covered in such pretty red stripes and welts. So sexy. They make me hard. To know no one but me will ever get to make these or see them. God, so erotic. I especially love the ones here. Feel my hands on your ass. So pretty. Let me see if you like this. Ahh, yeah, you do. Your pussy is wet and warm. And your clit is hard. Mmm, let me taste this pretty, sweet pussy.”
I felt his finger teasing my folds, rubbing, tugging on, then pinching my clit.
When his mouth replaced his finger, I moaned and bucked my hips back.
It took what seemed like moments for him to have me crying his name as I shook and orgasmed again, coating his mouth in my cum.
By the time I was through orgasming, I hung weakly on the cross.
If it weren’t for my cuffs, I’d be a puddle on the floor.
“Tiana, baby, you were amazing. I’m so proud of you. I’m going to count backward from ten to one. When I get to one, open your eyes and you’ll be back in our bedroom lying on our bed. Ten…nine…eight…seven…six…five…four…three…two…one.”
As soon as I heard one, I lifted my heavy eyelids.
It was challenging, but I did it. My head was foggy and my thoughts sluggish.
Reuben practically lifted my body as he rolled me onto my back.
I hissed in anticipation of the pain from the strike marks touching the mattress, but there wasn’t any.
My thighs were coated in my cream from him going down on me, causing that last orgasm.
Needing to see it for myself, I glanced around. When I didn’t see it, I asked.
“Where is the crop? I want to see it. God, it was so good, Reuben. I had no idea. I want you to do that again, but I so want you to use other things.”
His smile was wicked as he held up his empty hands. “What crop? I don’t have one.”
“The one you used on my back…” My brain caught up, and I realized that he had said I would be hypnotized.
“Wait, you didn’t have a crop, did you?”
He smiled. “Nope.”
“But I felt it. You hit me with it numerous times,” I protested.
“No, I either told you I was hitting you or I ran the tip of my finger over you, and you assumed it was the crop. That last orgasm after I fondled and then ate your pussy was all in your head, too. I never laid my mouth or finger on you, though it damn near killed me not to.” He groaned.
As his words sank into my disbelieving mind, I noted his slumberous eyes, then, as I ran my eyes further down his body as he was sitting next to me, I saw it.
His cock was standing tall. The entire thing was a deep red, though the head was ruddier.
Precum not only coated the bulbous tip, but also ran down his length.
Moaning, I reached out to touch it. My hand was captured.
“Don’t. I’m on a hair-trigger, Tiana. I want to fuck you so badly, I can taste it. If you touch me too much, I’ll come in your hand,” he warned.
“We can’t have that. So I have a better idea.
Why don’t you come up here and fuck me with that resplendent cock?
And don’t take it slow or easy. I want to come again, and I need you inside of me to do it,” I enticed as I rolled onto my hands and knees, shifting so my ass was toward the edge of the bed, then I shook it to entice him.
The roar that fell from his lips was primitive and made me shiver.
The bed shifted, then hard hands gripped my hips.
I watched him over my shoulder. Reuben’s face was flushed, teeth bared, and his eyes wild as he probed the entrance of my pussy then flexed his hips, driving his cock inside deep.
I wailed in ecstasy. From that point on, he took me on an untamed ride.
One where Reuben fucked me until I was screaming at the top of my voice, as I released. I couldn’t stop it.
I was beginning to ease up when he slammed himself to the root, held himself there, and grunted over and over in between his curses of “Fuck” as he pumped me full of his cum.
I had no clue how long it was before we were both through, but when we were, I moaned as I weakly slid onto my stomach.
Reuben came with me, not allowing his depleted cock to leave my pussy.
My eyelids dropped, and that was all I remembered.