23. Adrian
She was taking the cane as well tonight as she had the flogger the first time. Working with someone so new to the lifestyle allowed me to watch her bloom as she found some hidden part inside of herself. Usually, I only scened with those who knew what they wanted and needed, ones who were capable of handling my dark thoughts.
I flicked her clit with the cane once more, and she nearly buckled like she had the first time I did that. And her eyes were rapidly glazing over. She was falling deeper into subspace, but I couldn’t fuck her until she was fully there. I stepped back, then delivered another few strikes – one across her belly and several to her breasts before I set the rattan down onto the table.
“You can’t come again just yet,” I told her when her eyes raised to mine in question.
Ignoring the pleading in them, I knelt and also forced myself to ignore her arousal which was steadily dripping down the inside of her thighs. I had to move fast before she came fully back to her senses. The need to fuck her was growing stronger by the minute, and I wouldn’t be satisfied until I left my mark on her.
Karma was tight as hell. I know she claimed to not be a virgin, and if that was true, she certainly hadn’t had sex in a while. I normally had certain nights set aside to engage in that myself, but her body couldn’t lie. It would be work to fully fill her, but that was a challenge I couldn’t wait to take on.
I focused on getting the redness out of her ankles, then stood up. In a flash, I had spun her body around so her chest was now pressed against the leather of the A-frame. Since I had used a ring to cuff her bound wrists to the structure, I didn’t have to remove those from the handcuffs.
“Let me have your leg,” I told her as I tapped the back of her left knee.
I wasn’t satisfied to just fuck her from behind. There was much more I intended to do to her tonight, and I wouldn’t stop until I had her exactly where I wanted her. A fleck of revulsion passed over me as I openly admitted to myself that I wanted her. The desire I felt with a submissive was for the end result of the act, and not for the one I used to get there. Karma was different, however, because I actually wanted her .
I ignored the foreign emotion and once I had her leg raised and pressed against the leather, I secured her ankle into the cuff there. I then did the same to her other leg. She was again at my complete mercy, and the feeling was heady. Before I could take advantage of it, I needed to finish preparing her.
I reached for the small, glass anal plug. I had a bottle of warming lube nearby, but she was so damn wet that I would only need to coat the toy in her own essence. Bringing it between her legs, I ran it through her slit. The glass was cold, and her body tensed on contact, but her pussy was so hot that I knew it would warm the glass up rather quickly.
She had told me that first night that she was interested in anal play, and we would now see if she had been telling me the truth about that. I quickly inserted it inside her pussy, and with her new positioning on the structure, she couldn’t move much at all, so she had to take what I was doing to her unless she wanted to use one of her words to stop or pause the scene.
The very idea of having to delay this filled my throat with bile. Or maybe, it had been the fear inside of me that she very well might use the one word that would end whatever this was between us permanently. I thrust it in and out of her a few times before dragging it higher to her ass. She moaned as I pressed the small, bulbous head against her.
“Relax, or you will make it hurt more.”
Most of the submissives I fucked usually made things harder on themselves, but they got off on the pain and misery of a scene. I doubted Karma was like that at all right now. Her immediate compliance all but confirmed how different she was from those others as I had suspected. I pushed the plug forward a bit more, and like the flower she had proven to be so far, her ass opened so beautifully for me.
I withdrew it, then pushed forward again, and each time, I went a little deeper. After a minute or two of that, I grabbed the warming lube and not only dribbled it down her crack, but I coated the toy in it, before thrusting it fully inside of her. Karma’s whimpering was going to be my undoing sooner rather than later, and leaving the plug in place, I picked back up the cane.
After having toyed with her front side, I needed to mark her for no other reason than the self-satisfaction of knowing she would be reminded of me in the upcoming days. Knowing every time she sat, or turned to look at her delectable ass in the mirror, she would know what I had done to her made me even harder. If I didn’t hurry this along, I would be able to pound nails with my erect cock.
I started at the bottom of her feet, striking her soles a few times until she called out my name. Well, she called out the word “Sir” but it was enough. None of the submissives at Lotus knew my name because it wasn’t important. I knew whatever I needed to know about any of them, but that wasn’t reciprocated from me, or any of the other Dominants for that matter. Our sordid club was cloaked in secrecy, and each one around the globe was the same.
I continued striking her as I moved up her legs, before finally turning my focus to her unmarked ass. The small jewel at the end of the plug peeked out between her crack, but her cheeks were unmarked which I couldn’t have.
“You’re still not allowed to come,” I warned just before I started to deliver crisscrossing blows across each cheek. I made three of them, and when I stepped back and observed each “X” on her ass, I realized it spelled out “XXX” which was perfect, because it wholly described how I planned to fuck her in a few minutes.
I set the cane down, then fisted her long dark hair. Jerking her head to the side, I stared directly into her eyes. They had darkened considerably, but were so blurry. It was like staring through the windshield during a summer storm before the wipers would clear the glass.
“You were worried that I didn’t desire you because I didn’t physically fuck you the first time. Make no mistake that I don’t like my motives or actions questioned, but you are new so I’ll let it slide this one time. Very soon, you will see exactly how much I want you... how badly I want to fuck you. You now have permission to come.”
I stepped back long enough to fully shed my boxer shorts and sheathe my cock with a condom. I then picked back up the cane and returned to her. I didn’t use it on her like I had before, instead opting to use the tip to trace the letters I had placed on her.
“It says “XXX” which aptly describes what I’m about to do to your tight pussy, Karma.” I leaned in and nipped her ear lobe. “There’s nothing PG about the way I’m going to rip you open.”
I then placed the cane in front of her neck, and at the moment I lined my cock up to thrust inside of her, I yanked back to hold her head immobile as I slammed forward.
“G-god... Fuck!!!”
I almost said the same thing that she did as she clamped down around me. And the worst part was that I had barely gotten more than a couple inches of my shaft inside of her. Pulling out, I thrust forward again, repeating it until I was balls deep inside of her.
“You feel so damn good,” I praised her.
She was so much tighter than I thought she would be, but the plug also had a lot to do with that. I could feel the glass through the thin barrier of her body. I kept the cane in place, then started to drive in and out of her. A series of incoherent words and sounds escaped as she greedily tried to hold me inside to no avail. She was completely immobile, and mine to do with exactly as I pleased.
She came not long after, but I wanted and needed more of her. I kept on fucking her through that orgasm and only slowed my rhythm when she was about to come again. This time, I wanted to come with her. It would be the moment I had been jacking myself raw imagining over the last few weeks.
Surprisingly, I hadn’t been to Lotus with anyone else during that time, so there were weeks of frustration to unleash, and that I did. Leaning in, I ate at her jaw, cheeks, and ear before finally fusing my mouth to hers as I slammed into her hard and fast.
A growl escaped when we both came, and the release left me lightheaded. I stayed inside of her which was something I usually didn’t do, but the dizziness filling my head wouldn’t allow me to be the same asshole I usually was. At least not right away. Eventually, my senses returned, including that of balance, and I pulled out.
After removing my condom, I pulled the plug from her ass, then helped her out of her binds. I carried her back over to the bed. As I had done that first night, I cleaned her up. Later, I slipped her under the blanket, but I didn’t cover her just yet.
Karma was so fucking gorgeous as she lay there absolutely spent. Various marks would be visible for days to come from the metal rings around her wrists to the cane welts. The ones that made me hard all over again were the ones no one could see, but she would feel. She would feel my presence long after we parted ways.
“Get some rest, then the driver will return you back home,” I told her.
I’d already gotten dressed once I had cleaned her up, and saving her boneless and satiated body to memory, I finished covering her completely. I took one last look around the room to make sure I had also cleaned and sterilized the items used, even though I knew the room would be cleaned once she left.
With everything in order, I watched her lashes as they lowered, then I took that as my cue and left the room. I did stop at the bar long enough to take a shot. Two other Dominants were there, but I merely nodded politely at them, then slammed back the shot. Once done, I exited Lotus for the night.