“I would love to be able to flog you right now,” he told her. “But what I’m going to do is something that you seem to enjoy so much.”
“What’s that, Sir Logan?”
“Tease you, of course.” He tweaked her nipple, pinching it hard enough to make her squeal. And then he left her. She lifted her head enough to watch as he walked across the room.
At the wall, he took several different items into his hands. She couldn’t see exactly what they were.
When he was back, he didn’t show her. Instead, he instructed her to close her eyes.
Evelyn’s breath left her lungs in a rush as he caressed her leg with something made of soft leather.
“Tell me,” he ordered.
“The post,” she whispered, “the leather. I can almost feel it. It’s a whip.”
“Good job, Inky.”
He laid a second item right next to it. This one was thicker, and it felt heavy.
She knew exactly what it was: a riding crop. She waited to speak until Logan had asked her what it was.
“A riding crop,” she said.
“Where will you be when I use it on you?”
“The post,” she said. She was so wet, and he hadn’t even touched her.
“No good, Inky. We’re not using the same place twice, not until we’ve made use of everything new. Pick a different spot.”
This was getting difficult. She wasn’t sure what else he had to tease her with, so she wasn’t really sure what item went with which piece of furniture.
It took her a few moments, but she finally said, the spanking bench.
“I’ll accept that,” he said. “Keep your eyes closed while I gather something else.”
She could do that, because she loved every second of this teasing. She relaxed into the bed, wishing he were back with her, putting his hands on her body.
Soon, she had her wish. He straddled her, and she relished his weight; except for the fact that she could feel his blue jeans against her naked body.
“There’s no guessing with this one, Inky.” He placed something cold and heavy against her body. She wanted to open her eyes and look, but he hadn’t said she could, so she kept them closed, her heart was racing as he pressed it onto her breasts. It didn’t take her long to figure out what it was: a breast vise.
Logan worked slowly and methodically as he placed her large breasts between the two pieces of carved wood. When they were in place, he leisurely tightened the bolts on either side. Soon her breasts were squeezed between the wood. He patted each one.
“Beautiful,” he pronounced. “Only one thing missing, and you know what that is, don’t you, Evelyn?”
Yes, she knew, but she didn’t want to say it. She was out of practice, and something told her this wouldn’t be a two-minute off-and-on thing.
“Answer me.”
“Clamps on my nipples,” she said, even though she didn’t want to say the words.
“Exactly.” But he didn’t use clamps. He used clothespins, and not the ones she’d been stringing, because she hadn’t finished them.
“You know what half the marks on the board are for?” he asked as he twisted each clip just a little.
Evelyn whimpered as the pain shot through her.
“No, Sir.”
“Because you didn’t finish my strings.” Before she could complain about Madeline and all that had happened, he continued speaking. “You’ve had lots of time while you were home. You should have finished them. You will, won’t you, Evelyn?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good.” He twisted the pins again. Evelyn cried out.
“Please, Sir Logan, I’m not ready for—”
“Really, just ten minutes ago you were telling me you were ready for anything. Were you lying?”
“No, Sir.” She swallowed another cry of pain.
“Good.” He rotated them one more time, and Evelyn cried out.
“We’re going to have to work on that,” he told her as he pulled the first one off. He did the same with the second. She hadn’t had them on for more than a minute, and yet her nipples ached.
“Soon, you’ll be able to wear them for me without crying about it, won’t you, my Inky?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He ordered her to open her eyes, and she watched as he stretched his arms above his head. “I’m hungry, Evelyn.”
She was going to tell him to let her go, that she would cook for him and they could play later. After all, they had their dungeon now, and they had all the time in the world.
Before she could voice her words, though, he was moving down her body, and then his mouth was on her pussy.
Evelyn arched into him as his mouth devoured her. He ran his tongue over her swollen folds before he pushed it inside her wet, tight opening. Evelyn wanted to touch him, to put her hands in his hair as he made a meal of her sensitive skin.
When she was just on the edge, ready to fall over, he stopped. He sat up and wiped his hand over his mouth. Then he edged his way up her body. His look made her shiver. He tightened the breast vise, and then he attached pins to each nipple.
Before she had a chance to object, his mouth was on her again, his tongue swirling around her labia before he attacked her clit. He sucked it into his mouth, pulling on it until Evelyn thought she would die from the pleasure.
He released it, then sucked it back in again, giving it the same treatment as before.
Evelyn’s senses were soaring. Her nipples ached, and she begged him to take them off. But Logan ignored her pleas, as his mouth continued to work its magic.
She’d just become used to the pain in her nipples when a sharp pain below made her cry out. And she came, harder than she ever had in her life.
Logan had bitten her clit, not once, not twice, but three times, each one progressively harder. She bucked her hips again as he kept the swollen nub between his teeth and pulled upward.
He released her abruptly, and she couldn’t help but whine.
Without saying a word, he freed her nipples. They ached as the blood flowed back into them. He remained silent as he undid the cuffs on her wrists and ankles.
“Stand up,” he finally said.
When she was on her feet, he turned her away from him and slapped her ass twice.
“Go to the board and put fifty marks on there.” She knew what they were for, so she didn’t object. After she’d done as he asked, she turned to see him sitting on the bed.
“Kneel,” he said, pointing between his legs. Evelyn crossed to him and took up the position he’d indicated.
“Listen to me very carefully, Evelyn. Don’t ever come without my permission. Today it’s only fifty swats. The next time… well, you won’t like it.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Apology accepted.” He stroked her hair. “Now, kiss my dick and go upstairs and work on my clothespins. If you’re a good girl, you might get to suck me off later.”
Evelyn stood after she’d placed a lingering kiss on his crotch. She’d only taken two steps before she turned back to him. Her hand went to the collar around her neck.
“What do you want to ask, Evie?”
What she wanted to ask was so forward she worried it would make him angry. The sub in her knew to keep her mouth shut. The journalist wanted to know. “Are you going to… move in with me?”
She waited for him to admonish her, but he didn’t. Instead, he asked, “Do you want me to?”
“Yes, Sir.” She smiled. “After all, I need someone to protect me from the lions, tigers, and… ”
“Porcupines, oh my,” he said with a chuckle. “Yes, Evie, I’m going to move in. But we’re going to have to do something about the ceiling in the bedroom.”
“What?” She frowned in confusion.
“I want a skylight over the bed, so I can watch the stars while you suck my dick. I’ll be able to stare at the heavens, while I savor heaven on earth.”
“Logan, I never knew you could say something so… rom
antic.”
“I’m full of surprises, Evie.” He indicated the stairs, and she knew she should leave. Instead, she walked to the one unopened box in the dungeon.
“What’s in here?”
“Like I said, full of surprises.” Logan slapped her ass.
She wanted to argue, but she kept her mouth shut. She also didn’t move from her space, which prompted Logan to tell her to add twenty-five marks on the board.
“You can’t stand not knowing, can you?” he asked as she wrote.
She put down the marker and turned to him. “How long do I have to wait?”
“You’ll find out soon enough, Evelyn. And you’re going to love it. Trust me.”
“I do,” she responded. Instead of pushing the issue she headed for the stairs. She had a Dom and a collar. She had a man who would protect her from anything.
When she was at the stairs, she turned to him. “Thank you for saving my life.”
“You had it under control, Evie. Now we just have to get your orgasms under control. And we’re going to have a great time doing it.”
The End
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