he had a nice one, thick and straight. I wanted to unzip his pants and suck him right here, but even in my desperate state I could see that was a bad idea while he was driving.
Inside, he took his shoes off and went to the kitchen while I stood waiting patiently. The wretched vibrator had been turned off and I was grateful for the time to catch my breath.
Alex returned, wine glasses in hand. He approached me, and gently ran a hand through my long red hair. “Go and take my toy out,” he instructed, “and take off your clothes for me.”
I did so, leaving the silver egg on the counter and taking the opportunity to reapply my red lipstick in the huge bathroom mirror. I was quivering like a leaf. My body had always been highly responsive and sensitive, and a couple of hours of teasing had made me unbearably wet, my nipples hard and tender. The fabric of my dress was rubbing against the erect nubs, and I was happy to pull the clingy garment over my head and discard it.
I ran my hands over my body briefly, watching my reflection. My pale skin gleamed in the dim light — I took in the rosy pink nipples, the small strip of red hair between my legs. My hands moved lower, below the plane of my stomach, and I caught myself. I balled my hands into fists and stopped. Then I took a couple of deep breaths, and went to rejoin Alex.
I stood before him, arms by my side, displaying myself for him. I'd left my red stilettos on. I knew he liked them.
Alex smiled. His eyes were dark and hungry as he openly looked me up and down. He placed his hand lightly between my thighs, and I took in a sharp breath, parting my legs a little more for him to stand in a wider stance. His smile broadened and he ran a caressing, teasing finger up my inner thigh, over my hip and stomach.
I held my breath and kept my eyes downcast as his hand cupped my right breast and squeezed it firmly. Then his rough finger ran around the circle of my nipple, and he pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. I gasped.
“ Do you like that?” He asked, pinching harder.
Pain bloomed in my nipple, spreading through my breast and my body. It was a delicious enhancement and contrast to the arousal I felt. I dared a glance at his face. His lips were parted and he had a wicked gleam in his eye. I loved the way he manipulated me and the way it excited him. “Yes,” I finally remembered to answer.
“ If you can't remember to answer me properly,” he said, so low that I strained to hear, “I will have to punish you.” The fingers gripping my nipple pulled and twisted ever so slightly.
“ Yes, Sir!” I gasped.
Alex removed his hand from me, leaving my breast stinging. I wanted to rub it, but didn't dare to touch myself without permission. He moved away, pouring a drink. I stayed where I was, awaiting instructions.
'On your knees, beautiful,' he told me, without looking around.
I knew what he wanted next. I smiled as I got to my knees, kneeling and waiting for him to sit down and beckon me over. When he did, I crawled across the soft shag carpet toward him. Feeling bold, I knelt next to his armchair and ran my hands up his leg. When I looked at him for approval he gave a slight nod, and reached out to twine his fingers in my hair.
Eagerly I reached up and after some fumbling managed to get his trousers undone. I could see his tight black boxers underneath, straining under the pressure of his bulging cock.
Alex gave a hungry smile, and I pulled down his boxers as well as I could, freeing his erection. The shaft was thick and smooth and pointed straight up. I tentatively ran a finger up its length, and when Alex made a quiet sound of approval, I curled my hand around it firmly. I could feel him throbbing in my grip, and his hands tightened in my hair. I licked my lips seductively while looking in his eyes, and bent my head, taking the tip inside my mouth.
I made a 'mmm' sound of happiness as I began to explore the head of his cock, running my tongue around the swollen head. Then I released it from my mouth, licking down the length of the shaft, holding the base firmly in one hand.
'You're teasing me,' Alex breathed, gripping my hair and pulling my head back so that I had to look him in the eyes. I thought he was genuinely angry for a moment, but it was all part of the play. 'You'll pay for that later.' He growled, with a wicked smile. Then he pushed my head slowly down, forcing my mouth back towards his cock.
I smiled and opened my lips eagerly, using the flat of my tongue on the sensitive underside and listening to Alex's heavy breathing and moans as I began to work him harder. He pushed my head down over his shaft and I opened my mouth as wide as I could, sucking as I pulled back, letting him direct my speed. He was pushing my head down hard, forcing his cock into my mouth and throat, fucking my face. I tried to relax, breathing in between almost gagging. Making sounds to vibrate my mouth around his shaft.
My free hand wandered down between my legs, my fingers brushing against my swollen pussy before I even realised I was doing it. I moaned, dying for release, and slipped one finger inside my wetness. Still sucking Alex's cock enthusiastically, I found my clit and teased myself.
Suddenly, Alex pulled my head off him again, yanking my hair sharply. I gasped, taking my hands off myself, realizing my mistake.
He leaned forward in his chair, his face close to mine. 'I can see I'm going to have to discipline you,' he grinned.
'I'm sorry, Sir,' I murmured, biting my lip. I admitted to myself that I was only partially sorry. I wanted to please him, but the thought of what he might do to punish me was very exciting too.
He released my hair, but grabbed my wrists, and hauled me to my feet. Then he pulled me across his lap, telling me to lay my body over him.
My face burned and I shivered in anticipation as I obeyed, lying over his lap with my naked ass sticking up in the air. I kicked my feet up in the air aimlessly as I waited, my whole body tense. I could even feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach underneath me.
'Mmm… very nice,' Alex said, and I felt his warm breath on my back. Gently, he ran a finger from the base of my neck, slowly down my spine. I twitched under his touch, my breath coming unevenly. Then, I felt the removal of his hand, and heard a sharp SLAP! as his open hand came down hard on my ass.
I yelped in surprise, squirming helplessly, and he grabbed my wrists in his strong left hand, trapping them. My skin burned where he had spanked me, and I knew the flesh would be turning pink.
'Keep still,' he growled, and I ceased my writhing, making a little whimper of pain and pleasure. I was so hot and wet. SLAP! It was harder this time, and I groaned, my eyes beginning to water. I kicked my feet a little, my heels in the air, since it was the only part of me I could move.
Alex rubbed my ass, his warm calloused hand soothing my skin. It was so sensitive, the burning spreading throughout my lower half. I began to relax as he kneaded my flesh, massaging and caressing in turn.
'Will you be good now?' he asked in a low voice.
I was about to answer, but obviously not fast enough. SMACK! This time I cried out indignantly, jerking involuntarily.
Alex just chuckled, and began massaging me again. 'Well?'
'Yes, sir,' I answered, realizing too late I had let a hint of sarcasm into my voice, and hoping he didn't detect it. Maybe he didn't, or maybe he just decided to go easy on me. He rubbed my behind some more, until the stinging started to ebb and his touch was getting me all worked up again.
'You have a gorgeous little ass,' he said, with a squeeze. Then he helped me get up, then, keeping my hands captured in his and leading me to the bedroom. I was flushed and trembling with adrenaline. The spanking had been exciting, and I knew it turned Alex on, but I knew I couldn't take much more pain. I would try to be good for him, or I knew he would draw it out for longer, or possibly punish me again.
Alex threw me down on the bed. He slid off his pants, which were hanging unzipped around his hips, but left his boxers and shirt on. 'Get your hands up,' he commanded, nodding toward the bed posts.
I sighed in pleasure as I moved to obey. I loved being tied up. I made sure to give him a good view of my ass as I crawled to the top of the bed, then lay on my back with my arms reaching over my head. He used his belt to bind one of my hands to a post, and after a quick scan of the room, found a tie to secure my other wrist. My arms were stretched to either side of me, above my head. I was completely exposed and vulnerable. I rubbed my thighs together, squirming against the cool sheets.
He devoured my body with his eyes, then crawled up next to me and grabbed my ankles, bending my knees and opening my thighs so he could sit between my legs. 'You are all worked up, aren't you?' He remarked.
I nodded and boldly squeezed him between my legs.
He ran his hands over my shins and up the insides of my thighs, watching my face the entire time. My skin
