“Yes, Sir.”
“Here, I’ll warm it up for you.” Zane ran his fingers up and down and around her hole, smearing the lube until she was covered. “Hold still now. We’re going to start with one finger.” He began pressing his index finger into her and she moaned and wiggled. He swatted her on the bottom and she squealed. “Be still or you’ll earn more swats with the ruler.” He ran his other hand over her butt cheeks. “Your ass is the prettiest shade of rosy pink.” As he talked, he pressed in deeper until his finger was inside her up to the second knuckle. She wiggled and he chuckled. “More?”
“Yes, please, Sir.”
“You are a very bad girl. I may have to have you visit my office every day until you learn the rules.” Zane pushed in until his finger was in her all the way. He pulled his finger out, then pushed it back in. He didn’t think she realized she was rocking back and forth and making little moaning sounds. He took the plug from her hand and pressed it against her tight little rosette. She froze for a second, then wiggled, and he heard her whisper a litany of “please, please, please, Sir.”
Zane pushed the plug against her bottom hole, then twisted it and pulled back before pressing it in again. Little by little, he slid the plug farther into her. “Relax now and let me get this in you, then we’re going to see if you really are a fast learner.” Zane pushed the plug against her, firmly, and it slid in the last little part. She gasped, then stiffened her legs and screamed as she came. He stood up, stared at her in disbelief for a moment, and then swatted her hard, five times.
“I’m going to, to, oh.” Ravyn shivered again and gave a little satisfied moan of pleasure.
Zane reached beneath her and jerked her back. The little devil had had her clit up against the stool seat and had just given herself two orgasms. He pinched her clit and she squealed. With his other hand, he grabbed the ruler and swatted her five more times. Her ass was glowing red. “Beautiful.”
He arranged her on the stool with her clit several inches back from the edge, then placed his hand on the small of her back. “If you move I’ll use my belt on your ass. Do you understand, young lady?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good, now, look at my cock.” When she lifted her head, he rubbed the large, red tip over her lips and she licked the drops of pre-cum from it, then licked her lips and looked at him. “Good, now I want you to lick the head. All over like an ice cream cone.”
Ravyn adjusted her position on the stool then obeyed him. She licked him softly, then stiffened her tongue and gave him a harder swipe before she swirled her tongue around the head. Finally, she slid her lips over it and sucked as she pulled off him with a little pop. She looked up at him for his approval.
“Keep doing that until I tell you to stop.” He threaded his fingers into her hair and pulled her head up. “Feel free to take as much into your mouth as you can.”
Ravyn surprised him when she slid her lips over the head of his cock and took him all the way to the back of her throat. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked on him as she flicked her tongue over his shaft. Her mouth was heaven and he already knew her pussy was hot and tight. Fucking her ass when she was ready was going to test him to the limits. He rocked back and forth, and she followed his movements, keeping his cock in her mouth. Her tongue was everywhere, up and down the sides and flicking over the bottom of his cock. He pulled out of her and she tried to follow, then mewed with disappointment when he moved out of her reach.
She looked up at him and frowned. He glared at her. “If you don’t want me to take my belt to your ass, you better get that frown off your face, young lady.” He almost laughed when her facial expression quickly smoothed out. “Now, stick out your tongue.”
Ravyn smiled, then stuck out her tongue a little bit, then a little more, and then a little more until the tip touched her nose. She slurped her tongue back into her mouth, then giggled.
Zane felt himself shake with arousal and he barely managed to say, “Open.”
Ravyn opened and nearly wrapped her tongue around his cock before she pulled him into her mouth.
Zane dropped his head back and stared at the ceiling, but his focus was really on Ravyn’s mouth and what she was doing to him. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the feel of her tongue running over his shaft, then remembered he was supposed to be in charge and pulled out of her mouth just as he felt his balls draw up.
He pulled her up from the stool, held her in front of him for a moment while he tried to decide what to do with her, then said, “Fuck it,” and bent her back over the stool. The condom on his desk drew his attention and he grabbed it, tore it open, and rolled it on. In seconds, he was behind her and thrusting into her. “Do you want this?” he asked, as he drew in a deep breath, unsure what he would do if she said no.
“Yes, oh, yes. Please, Sir.”
“What’s your safe word?” He cursed himself for asking, sure she would use it.
“Guilty, but I’m not saying it. Just telling you what it is, Sir.” Ravyn wiggled her ass, tempting him “Is this part of my punishment for being a bad girl, Sir?”
“Does the thought of it turn you on?”
“Oh, yes.” Her voice was a breathy whisper of sound.
Zane pressed into her. “Then, yes, young lady. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re not going to be able to walk out of here.” He paused for a moment, then added, “After you stand in the corner for five minutes and think about what a bad girl you’ve been.”
Ravyn shivered and goose bumps appeared on her silky skin.
“What did you just think?” Zane asked.
“I, uh, I thought if you weren’t using a condom then when I stood in the corner with my legs apart your cum would run down my thighs and you would see it.”
Zane grasped her hips and raised her slightly, then pushed into her. She wiggled and he slipped in deeper. Her slick cunt slid over his shaft and he pressed forward until he was balls-deep in her. His fingers bit into her soft flesh as he began fucking her.
“Harder, please, Sir, harder.”
Zane lifted her hips and pounded into her. His cock made a slapping sound as he pressed forward, then a slick, wet sound as he pulled back. Two sounds he loved. He groaned and pumped harder, faster. Ravyn was moaning so often it sounded like one long purr of pleasure. He fucked her until he felt her tighten, then he stopped and waited until she relaxed and began again. After the third time, she was begging him to let her come.
“Can I come…can I come…can I come, please, Sir, please?”
“Not yet,” he groaned. “Almost.” He stopped for a moment, then pulled out until only the rounded head was in her, then slammed forward. “Now. Come now.” She moaned, then screamed his name as she came. He pressed in deep, froze, and then let himself come as she pulsed around him.
He leaned over her and rested his chest on her back as he nuzzled her neck. “Good girl.”
Ravyn hummed with pleasure. “I don’t think I can stand, Sir.”
Zane chuckled when he heard the wheedling tone in her voice. “I’ll prop you in the corner and if you fall, I’ll give you twenty more swats with the ruler.” He kissed the back of her neck. “We need to do something about that pussy. Students at this school have bare mounds.”
“But, Sir, I’m well-groomed and I like my landing strip.”
“Ms. Templeton, I don’t believe you’ve learned your lesson yet.” He lifted her up and carried her to the corner. “I believe tomorrow we’ll have a spa day.”
Chapter Six
Ravyn opened her eyes, then had to bite her lip to keep from laughing with joy. Zane’s face was only inches from hers on the pillow they shared. During the night, he’d slid one of his legs between hers and wrapped his arm around her waist, and she could feel his hand pressing into her back, holding her against him, belly to belly. Asleep, he looked younger than his twenty-nine years. The worry line between his brows had smoothed out and his lashes formed small, black fans beneath his eyes. His nose was slightly
crooked and she wanted to kiss it, then lay a line of kisses down his chest and legs all the way to his feet and back up.
His morning erection pressed into her and she thought about waking him by rubbing herself all over him. Then she remembered what he’d said about grooming the night before and she froze. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, but the thought of anyone near her little pink parts with a razor made her want to run. Which she intended to do, as soon as she could free herself from the hold he had on her.
At least that was her plan until she moved and his leg slipped, putting a tiny bit of pressure on her clit. She gasped and wiggled, and Zane’s eyes popped open. This close up, she could see a darker line of bluish-green ringing his irises as his eyes darkened with passion. She smiled and the hand on her back slid down, then settled on her bottom and patted her once, then again.
“Going somewhere, princess?”
Ravyn nodded her head. “Bathroom.”
Zane searched beneath the covers for her hand. When he found it, he wrapped her fingers around his cock and held it there. “You have five minutes, then we’re taking a shower together.”
Ravyn squeezed his cock, then scrambled from the bed, squeaked when she realized she was naked, and hurried into the bathroom. She silently counted the seconds in her head as she used the facilities, and had just finished brushing her teeth when the door opened and Zane walked in. He punched the buttons on the shower control. “Go ahead and hop in,” he said, then swatted her on her bare bottom as he passed her.
She couldn’t help the hum of pleasure when she moved beneath the spray. The temperature was perfect and the force of the water was exactly what she needed after a night with Zane. The man was insatiable, and energetic. He’d not only put her in positions she didn’t think were humanly possible, he’d held her in them while he’d fucked her until she’d literally passed out in his arms. She turned, enjoying the massaging effect on the back of her neck and shoulders when Zane’s arms slid around her and pulled her slightly off balance. She relaxed and leaned against him, knowing he could hold her weight.
He kissed her neck, then moved her a couple steps back before he handed her the bottle of shower gel he used. “Wash me, slave.”
“As you wish, Master.” Ravyn squirted a small pool of gel on her hand, then rubbed them together before she began stroking her hands over his body, beginning at his shoulders. Zane held her waist as she rubbed circles on his chest, then down his arms. She dropped to her knees and washed his legs, paying special attention to his feet. He had gorgeous feet, long and narrow and so masculine. She pressed her fingertips between his toes and wiggled them. “Lift your foot, please.”
Zane pulled her head back until their eyes met. “Sir, pet.”
“Sir.”
He nodded, then released her.
She washed his foot, then made sure the suds had been rinsed away before she moved onto the second one. Once his feet were clean, she crawled around him and heard his groan of approval. He loved a woman willing to serve him and she was a woman who loved to serve. This was working out for the both of them, she thought. Now, if she could only get this business with Charles and Mendez out of the way, they might be okay.
She washed the backs of his legs, then his ass. He had a great ass. Hard and muscled, with tempting dips and curves. As she massaged his cheeks, the muscles flexed and rippled. She rinsed the suds away, then kissed his buns. Without thinking, she nipped him and he gave her a warning growl. So, she nipped him again, harder, and felt him shudder, then place his hands on the shower wall to brace himself.
Ravyn leaned between his spread legs and looked up. His head hung down, eyes closed. She smiled, then licked the inside of his left thigh, then his right thigh, then flicked her tongue over his scrotum. He groaned and she licked up his crack, over his anus, and up to the top of his crack, then back down.
She slid her hand around his hip and found his hand wrapped around his cock. She wrapped her hand over his and copied his movements as he stroked his dick. When he reached the mushroom-shaped head, he squeezed it, then moved his hand and placed it over hers. She continued to stroke his dick while she nipped his butt again, then licked up his crack then down to his balls. She sucked one into her mouth and ran her tongue over it before releasing it and taking the other one into her mouth. Zane groaned and her arousal grew. Knowing she was pleasing him…serving him…was making her so horny and wet, and she didn’t known how much longer she could continue teasing him. Her pussy was empty and she needed him to fill her. To fuck her. She flicked her tongue over him again, then released him and slid between his legs and looked up at him. He moved his fingers apart and she slipped her tongue into the gap between two of them and licked the silky flesh of his dick.
“Open your mouth.”
Ravyn rose to her knees and took his dick into her mouth as she grasped his hips. She knew what he liked now. She flicked her tongue up and down the length of his shaft, then sucked on the head. Slowly, she took him deeper and deeper with each plunge until he pressed against the back of her throat. She tightened her lips around his shaft and glided up and down, and heard him groan as he slid his fingers into her hair. Each time she reached the head, she slicked her tongue over it several times before sliding down the shaft again. She played with his balls, gently rolling them, but just as she felt them draw up, he pulled her head back and forced her to release him.
* * * *
Zane looked into her eyes. They were dark with arousal. He pulled her up and took her mouth in a devouring kiss. She moaned into his mouth and rubbed her belly against his cock. He smiled against her lips.
“Do you remember what I said I was going to do today?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He stroked his finger over her lips. They were red and swollen from sucking him, and from his kiss. She looked good, kissable, so he kissed her again, then grabbed the shampoo. “I love your hair. Don’t ever cut it.” He wet her hair, then squirted some shampoo in his hand and rubbed them together, then smoothed the creamy suds down her hair and into her scalp. Ravyn dropped her head back and sighed with pleasure. A moment later, he tipped her head beneath one of the sprayers and rinsed the suds away before he stroked conditioner through the strands. When it had been rinsed away, he used the citrusy shower gel and washed her. Once she was clean, he hugged her, then patted her bottom. “Dry off and dry your hair. You can wrap a towel around yourself, but nothing else.”
He watched her as he washed himself, then rinsed off. She had the most beautiful body. Lush, with curves in all the right places and a slender waist with curvy hips. The kind of hips a man could hold onto when he was inside her. With his cock throbbing, and his balls begging for release, he grabbed a towel and dried off. He’d just tossed the towel toward the hamper as she shut off the blow dryer, then ran the brush through her long, sleek hair. Her hair was true black, without a hint of blue. It flowed down her back and over her shoulders in sharp contrast to the white towel she’d wrapped around herself. Her eyes met his in the mirror and he easily identified the need in them as he slid his arms around her waist then picked her up.
He expected her to ask him where they were going, but was pleased when she rested her head on his shoulder instead. The show of trust pleased him and he held her tighter as he left their room and carried her to the playroom. Once inside he laid her down on the exam table, then loosened the towel and let it drape down on either side of her. He smoothed his hands over her legs, then moved to the end of the table. In seconds, he had the knee rests and stirrups adjusted.
“Scoot down and place your legs here.” He patted the knee rests and stirrups, then smiled when she wiggled down a few inches and slowly spread her legs and moved into position. A soft blush covered her cheeks as he restrained her legs with straps above her knees and around her ankles. He tested the tightness. “Too tight?”
“No, Sir. They’re comfortable.”
Zane ran his hands down the insides of her thighs and felt her leg m
uscles ripple beneath his palms. He ran his fingers over her pussy, then circled her clit with his fingertip. She was already glistening with moisture and he knew she was still aroused from their time in the shower. He slid his hands back up to her knees and she shivered, and goose bumps rose on her skin.
“I’ll be right back.” He felt her eyes on his back as he walked toward the bathroom. Once inside, he filled a small tub with warm water, then got a cloth, shaving cream, a brush, and a new razor, which he set in a cup of cold water. As he carried the items back to the exam table, he saw Ravyn’s eyes widen as her luscious mouth formed into a little pout. He placed the items on a rolling table, then moved it and an adjustable stool to the end of the exam table. Before he sat down, he moved up and leaned over her. Her beautiful, soft gray eyes were dilated with arousal and a soft, rosy blush covered her cheeks. She licked her lips and he couldn’t resist kissing her, then stroking his finger over her soft skin.
Ravyn smiled, then asked, “May I speak, Master?”
He gazed into her eyes for another moment. This woman pleased him more than any other. “Permission granted.”
“I thought I was supposed to serve you.”
“You are serving me. I own you. If I want to shave your pussy, I will. If I want to roll you in the mud and then fuck you, I will. I’m your Master and you belong to me. Understand?”
Ravyn smiled, then nodded. “Yes, Master, I do now.”
“Good, then let’s get started.”
He didn’t wait for her agreement. As soon as he was settled on the stool, he rolled closer to her spread legs, then wrung out the cloth and laid it over her mound. While he waited for the warm cloth to soften the hair and open the pores, he touched her legs, letting his touch reassure her. After a few moments, he removed the cloth, then rubbed a few drops of shaving oil into her skin to help prevent razor burn. Ravyn wiggled and he saw a few drops of cream slip down the seam between her labial lips. He fought to keep the grin from his face. His princess liked having him play with her pussy even when she pouted and pretended she didn’t like it. He wiped his hands, then opened the shaving cream, wet the brush, and worked up a lather that he applied to her mound before he picked up the razor, and slowly drew it over her. Little by little, he shaved her until her skin was smooth and bare. He wrung out the cloth again and washed the residue away, then leaned down and licked her and heard her gasp of surprise.
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