By the time I feel him move again my body is tingling with need.
“I’m going to devour this pussy, lil mama, and you don’t come until I tell you to. Am I understood?” he growls.
“Yes,” I pant.
Cane slaps my clit causing me to arch my back. “Yes what, Parker?”
“Yes, Master,” I correct myself, earning his soothing fingers circling my clit.
“Good girl,” Cane murmurs. His breath is right against my pussy and then it’s not just his breath but his mouth latching on and I cry out in pleasure. Cane licks through my slit and flicks his tongue against my clit. He must sense my approach to not being able to stab off my need to come.
“Master,” I moan.
“You want to come, don’t you?” Cane asks.
“Yes, Master. I want to come. Please let me come,” I beg through panting breaths.
“Soon enough, baby. Soon enough,” he murmurs and goes back to lapping at my pussy. This time his fingers join in the fun. First one then another. His fingers scissoring, stretching me. He adds a third and I can’t stop myself from writhing against his wanting more.
Cane allows this maybe a hand full of seconds before pulling away completely. His mouth and fingers no longer near me. I feel him get off the bed.
“Master,” I pant, trying to figure out where he went.
Cane doesn’t respond but he does flip me until I’m on my stomach and adjusts my body until my ass is in the air. “You didn’t think I’d forget about the spankings I owed you, did you?” he murmurs, his hands sliding delicately across the cheeks of my ass.
“N–No, Master,” I say with a hesitant breath.
“Good because I’m adding two more to the ones you earn for leaving and putting yourself in danger last night when I told you to wait for me. With each spanking, I want you to count out each one.” Oh my God. My body is humming with need and as Cane makes his command of me counting each slap his fingers glide down the crease of my ass through my slit and pinch my clit.
I moan at this action and stick my ass out further needing more of his touch. I’ll burst into flames if he doesn’t do something soon.
“Do you understand me?” Cane asks.
“Yes, Master,” I murmur into the pillow.
“Good girl.” I’m rewarded with a kiss between my shoulder blades. “Now count out ten spankings,” he commands, slapping my ass. It stings but not painful.
“One,” I say while he rubs his hand over where he spanked me and does this repeatedly as I count out each one. By the time I get to ten, I’m panting with need, sweat beading my body. Oh God, I’m going to combust into a raging fire if I don’t come soon.
“Parker, you’re doing good, lil mama, now I’m gonna reward you with my cock. Are you ready?” he asks slowly, readjusting me until I’m on my back once again.
With the blindfold still in place, I can’t see him but I can imagine the lust burning bright in his eyes. I can also imagine the hardness of his body as I hear him shuffling out of his pants. He’s right about my other senses being heightened by the removal of my sight.
Cane moves on the bed and climbs between my legs, adjusting them at his waist as he centers himself with his cock against my core.
The tip presses in but he doesn’t go any further.
“Are you mine, Parker?” he asks.
“Yes, Master,” I pant.
“Are you my submissive?” This time when he asks the question his cock slips a little further within my core.
“Yes, Master,” I utter, my breath hitching.
“Good girl. You’re mine and I’m never fuckin’ letting you go, now I’m gonna fuck you and you’re gonna come all over my cock soaking me.”
God, yes.
Cane slams forward and I would feel embarrassed but I don’t. I come as he thrust all the way to the hilt. He’d gotten me worked up to the point of no return and I couldn’t stop from coming if I wanted to. I cry out, calling his name while I come and Cane works my body sending me straight into another orgasm, as he thrusts faster into me. His cock filling me deep each time he thrusts in.
“You’re gonna come with me this time Parker and I’m coming in this tight pussy. I want you to fuckin’ milk my cock dry,” he commands, reaching between us and pinching my clit with his fingers.
“Master,” I moan and do as he says and come.
Cane groans but continues to fuck me for a moment longer. I feel his cock twitching inside me as he comes.
Stilling inside me, Cane lowers himself over me, sliding his fingers over my body, touching the choker he’s placed at my neck. He reaches up and removes the blindfold from my eyes and then moves further and unties my hands from the silk. The entire time Cane’s cock is still buried deep inside me.
Hm.
“Fuckin’ beautiful,” Cane murmurs.
I focus my gaze on his and give him a smile. “I could say that about you too, Master,” I whisper, loving the brightness of his eyes right now.
“Parker, you’re fuckin’ perfect. You have no clue how perfect you are. I mean what I said about not letting you go. Don’t try anything stupid by trying to leave me. I’ll fuckin’ find you and tie you to the bed for a week,” Cane growls, making his point known.
I hadn’t even thought about leaving him. But I understand where he’s coming from.
“I promise, I won’t leave. There’s nowhere else I want to be anyway,” I say, holding his gaze.
“Good,” he rasps and slowly thrust his cock inside me. “You sore?” he asks.
“No,” I mutter with a shake of my head.
Cane grins and thrust again.
“Brace yourself, lil mama, I told you I’d be fuckin’ you all night,” he says, reminding me.
Hm.
I’m going to be a limp
