Ruby stared back up at Yvonne. The surprise in her eyes quickly transformed into desire.
Yvonne climbed onto the bed and took Ruby’s shoulders, turning Ruby onto her stomach. She straddled Ruby’s body, facing her feet, and pinned Ruby’s arms against her sides with her knees.
Ruby wriggled underneath her, purring with delight. Yvonne was starting to enjoy this brand of roughness Ruby loved. It was satisfying, watching Ruby pant and writhe, getting more and more worked up as she did.
With Ruby still squirming underneath her, Yvonne reached into the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Ruby’s eyes grew wide. Yvonne took Ruby’s wrists and drew them together at the small of Ruby’s back, fastening the handcuffs around Ruby’s wrists. Ruby tugged at them, wriggling even harder.
Yvonne delivered a sharp slap to Ruby’s ass cheek, then two more for good measure. “Stop it.”
Ruby sucked in a breath and stopped moving. Yvonne skimmed her fingertips down one side of Ruby’s back, all the way to her ass. She drew it along the curve at the base of Ruby’s ass cheek, letting a finger slide between Ruby’s thighs.
“You’re practically dripping,” Yvonne said. “I could make you come in seconds if I wanted to.” She pressed Ruby’s wet panties into her slit, drawing a shiver from her. “But I’m only getting started.”
Yvonne got up from the bed, went over to the dresser and selected one of her riding crops, a shorter one with a narrow leather tip. She returned to the bed to find that Ruby had barely moved, not even to look at what Yvonne was doing. She pushed Ruby’s cuffed hands higher up her back, then grabbed the waistband of Ruby’s panties, yanking them down her legs.
“I should punish you for defying me with all that teasing, that wriggling.” Yvonne drew the riding crop up the back of Ruby’s thigh. “Do you need to be punished, Ruby?”
Ruby let out a breath. “Yes, Mistress. Please.”
Yvonne let out a sharp breath. Ruby was actually begging for her Mistress’s riding crop? Yvonne was long past the point of needing confirmation that the two of them were a perfect match, but this showed how right she was.
Gathering herself, she raised the riding crop and brought it down on Ruby’s ass cheek, just a few testing taps at first. After each one, Ruby arched up, her body begging for more. Yvonne flicked the crop against her with even more force, eliciting short, soft gasps from her. And when Yvonne struck her even harder, Ruby began to purr again.
“You’re a glutton for punishment, aren’t you?” Yvonne traced the riding crop around the pink patches it had left on Ruby’s ass cheeks. “Fortunately for you, I could do this all night.”
Yvonne brought the riding crop down, over and over, each strike punctuated by one of Ruby’s delightful squeals. Her whole ass was turning a vivid shade of scarlet, and her nether lips glistened with her arousal.
As Ruby’s moans deepened, Yvonne decided it was time to replace pain with pleasure. She let the riding crop wander between Ruby’s ass cheeks and down between her lower lips. “You’re just about ready to come, aren’t you?”
Ruby’s response was a drunken murmur. That was enough confirmation for Yvonne. Yvonne tossed the riding crop aside, replacing it between Ruby’s legs with her fingers. She slid them over Ruby’s slick folds, drawing a groan from her. Yvonne glided her fingers down to Ruby’s hard, pebbled nub, circling it gently.
Ruby’s ass rose into the air as she pushed back against Yvonne greedily. Yvonne eased off a little, prompting a whine from Ruby, but she stopped trying to rush her Mistress.
After teasing Ruby’s clit for a while longer, Yvonne ran her finger down to the other woman’s entrance. Ruby moaned, her hands moving higher up her back as she pulled at the handcuffs, her fingers forming fists.
Grabbing onto Ruby’s hip, Yvonne slid her fingers inside Ruby’s warm heat, filling her slowly. Yvonne was gentle at first, delving into Ruby deeply and deliberately, curling against that spot inside that made her shudder and hitch. But as Ruby’s breaths grew heavier, Yvonne picked up the pace, fucking Ruby harder and deeper.
“Mistress,” Ruby whispered. “Yes. Yes…”
Yvonne kept her on edge, watching Ruby grow increasingly frantic. Her cuffed hands grasped at the air behind her back and her thighs quivered and shook. As wordless pleas began to spill from Ruby’s lips, Yvonne decided to give her the sweet release she was begging for.
Yvonne raised her free hand above Ruby’s ass cheeks. All it took were a few short, sharp spanks with her palm, and Ruby cried out, her body trembling as an orgasm took her. Yvonne continued inside her, feeling the other woman’s walls gripping her, until at last, Ruby fell silent and still.
Yvonne freed Ruby from the handcuffs and drew her into her arms, assailing her with a hot, hard kiss. Ruby melted into her, her lips soft and needy, her hands clinging limply at Yvonne’s waist and shoulders.
After a moment, Ruby pulled back. “I don’t want to stop,” she murmured. “But I need to catch my breath before I pass out.”
Yvonne chuckled. “All right. Come here.”
Yvonne gathered Ruby into her arms again and settled back against the pillows. Ruby seemed a world away, and Yvonne was right there with her. The high she got from holding Ruby close, feeling the contentment radiating from her, was far better than the high she got from Ruby’s submission.
Her wife’s happiness, her pleasure, was far more satisfying than anything else in the world.
Epilogue
Ruby watched trees whiz by, the cool breeze whipping around her as the convertible sped down the road, the scent of the sea filling the air. She and Yvonne had been driving for what felt like hours, the city long behind them.
She looked over to Yvonne in the driver’s seat. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
Yvonne smiled, but she didn’t take her eyes off the road. “We’re almost there.”
Ruby sat back and
