Page 130 of Dance of Devils

I whimper as his finger traces over my ass, then slips down between my legs. I moan into the sheets when he cups my pussy from behind, stroking a thick finger through my slickness, making me realize how fucking wet I am.

“Remember your safe word, little sinner,” he murmurs.

Suddenly, his palm is crashing against my ass with a sharp, quick spank. I yelp, the sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan as heat from the sting of his slap radiates all across my butt.

He does it again to the other cheek. And again my voice breaks when his palm smacks my ass, betraying the aching need I feel inside.

His open palm spanks my ass again. “With every smack,” he murmurs, “I want you to feel howmineyou are. Every red mark on your perfect skin is a reminder ofwhose you are,little sinner.”

My body jolts as his palm crashes to my ass again.

“There will be ten more, babygirl,” he murmurs. “And you’ll count them like a good girl, without mistakes, or else I’ll start over. Is that understood?”

Fucking hell. It’s the way pure dominance and control are delivered with a velvety touch that makes me ache for him. Thathas my back arching, my breath choking against the sheets as I feel his hand stroke my throbbing ass.

His hand pulls back, and I brace myself.

Smack.

“One!” I cry out , my body pulling tight against my binds as he spanks me.

His palm smacks the other cheek, wrenching a whimpered cry from my throat as I sob against the sheets in pleasure and delicious pain.

“Two!” I choke.

On they go. Three. Four. Five. Six. By seven, my ass is on fire and vicious, hot need twists and coils my core. On eight and nine, every jerk of my body against the bed makes my nipples drag so electrically against the duvet that they’re throbbing and aching. Ten sends a ripple through me that makes my eyes roll back behind the blindfold, and my core tightens and clenches so hard it feels like I’m on the brink of an orgasm.

“Ten!” I cry into the sheets. My thighs shake, and my skin is on fire as I feel his palm gently rub and stroke the tender skin of my ass.

“Such a good girl,” he murmurs, sending a heated thrill through me as the words melt into my ear.

“I think you’ve earned this.”

I feel him shift behind me. Suddenly, my eyes fly open behind the blindfold, a choked cry strangling in my throat as without warning his tongue drags through my lips and sinks into my pussy. My whole body starts to shake and tremble. My kneesslide a little more open, and I moan when I feel the bar lock into place again, keeping me evenmorespread open.

Kir growls into my pussy, tonguing me deeply as I melt against him. He lowers his mouth, his lips wrapping around my swollen clit and sucking it.

After all of it—the blindfold, the binds, the bar, the spanks, and the throbbing, surging anticipation—his tongue on my sensitive clit is like pulling a trigger.

Iscreaminto the bedsheets, my whole body yanking hard on my restraints as I explode in orgasm. My muscles strain, my core clenching and spasming wildly as I come hard against his tongue, gasping for air and moaning into the sheets.

There’s no break. No pause to let me catch my breath.

Immediately, he drags his tongue through my pussy again, then over my asshole, making me squeal. I feel him rise up and kneel right behind me with one hand firmly on my throbbing, heated ass.

My eyes bulge when I feel the huge, swollen head of his cock push between my slick lips.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh FUCK.

My mind flashes to how he was so fucking big yesterday I could barely fit him in my mouth. Remembers the sight of his huge dick, the bulging veins down his thick length, the fat, swollen head leaking precum…

Somehow, he’s about to fit that inside me.

Andfuck, do I want him to.

There’s a spark of nervous fear, yes. But it’s overshadowed by an avalanche of raw, primal need, and the overwhelming desire to feel him take me completely. To utterly submit to his dominance and let him fuck me however he wants until I’m nothing but his little toy.

“This messy pussy is dripping all over my cock, babygirl,” he growls quietly, rubbing his fat head up and down my lips with wet, squelching sounds. I cry out, my pussy clenching and kissing the tip of his cock when his palm smacks my ass hard again. “I don’t think we should keep her waiting any longer, do you?”