Bound by Him

“Did you enjoy that, Peach?”

Abigail continued walking to their hotel bed, enjoying the feeling of her Master’s hand under her skirt.

His other hand went to her neck and pushed her down until she was bent over the bed. Then he spanked her twice.

“I expect an answer when I ask a question.”

“Yes, Master. I did. You were very generous.”

He took her hand and deftly undid the new bracelet from her wrist.

“I’ll admit to having selfish motives. Now, let’s try our new toys out.” She heard him remove the paddle from the plastic bag. “Hands near the headboard.”

She crawled, then began to turn over, but he pressed down on her lifting shoulder. “I want your ass, Peach.” He moved her other hand and secured the leather strap around one of the rods in the metal headboard before wrapping her second wrist and pulling tight.

“How does that feel?”

She tested the restraints. “Good, Master.”

“Ass up.”

No sooner had she drawn her knees up, he flipped up her skirt and peeled her panties down. Then his hand was rubbing her cheeks.

“Thirty strikes, Abigail. One for each dollar this cost. Safe word if you need to. I won’t be disappointed.”

“Yes, Master.”

He landed six in quick succession, then rubbed her. “Color?”


He did another six.

“Green,” she volunteered.

Rather than receiving another hit, his empty hand slid down between her legs, swiping through her swollen folds.

“You like the paddle, don’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Ready for more?”

“Yes, Master.”

This time, he gave her ten.

“Eight more. Think you can handle them all at once?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good girl.”

He delivered them hard and fast, his fingers plunging inside as the last hit landed. Then his fingers began moving in and out and all she could focus was on what he was doing to her.

Abigail heard his zipper and then he gripped her hips and impaled her on his cock. She bit into the pillow to muffle her screams as he pounded into her faster and faster.

He grabbed her hair and lifted her head up. “I want to hear you,” he growled in her ear.

Obeying, she stopped hiding her moans and pushed back against him everytime he snapped his hips forward.

They didn’t last long.

Soon he was coming inside her and untying her. He rubbed her wrists, then turned her on her side and pulled him to her, her back to his chest. “We will definitely be doing that again in the future, Peach.”

“I can’t wait, Master.”

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