“Nice, Red, real pretty, but I prefer something a little different. Since you are my toy, I want to resume another position. Keep your legs the way they are nice and wide, but take your hands and clasp them behind your back, pushing your breasts out for me to inspect. Put your head up, chin out, but your eyes glues to the floor.” Piper did as he commanded and moved her arms behind her back. She had always read that arms were in front, and she had practiced this to get a better feel for her characters, but this position left her more exposed. She lifted her head, glanced up, and noticed that Milo had removed his shirt. His chest was still as strong as she remembered, but he was more defined. He was now sporting a tattoo of what looked like the Marine Corp eagle, globe, and anchor over his left chest muscle right where his heart lay. It was done so intricately that Piper wanted to go up and look at it more. The black-and white shading gave the simple picture a more artistic element. When did he get that? And why hadn’t she noticed it before?
“Did I say you could look up at me, Red? So far your punishments are adding up. Do you know what I am going to do to you, my sweet little toy? Do you know why I am going to punish you?” asked Milo.
“Yes, sir. Because I looked at you?” Piper was hoping that was the reason, but the way he said she had it coming made her think that maybe she did something prior. That doesn’t count, does it?
“That will only get you five, toy. No, I am talking about the way you dismissed me when you were hurt at the wedding. Not even a second look. I was so fuckin’ pissed, and you sent my ass packing. I wanted so bad to take you over my knee then and there. Instead, I walked away. But listen to me good, Red. No more, do you understand me? I will not be something or someone you dismiss. You are my toy until I say otherwise. Are we clear?” Milo’s voice resonated to every fiber in her body, and her pussy was singing with anticipation of what this delicious man was going to do to her body. It was not fear, but the desire to want more from this man that sent her reeling. She had sent him away only because she was embarrassed by what happened. She did not want Milo to see her weak. He was such a strong man within his own right that she, too, wanted to be strong to be with him.
“Yes, sir,” she said again. She felt Milo walk over to her this time and pet her head like a small animal. The feeling was odd but comforting to her. She stayed as still as possible so as not to disappoint him. Her juices were starting to run down her leg, and she feared she would have created a puddle on the floor before she stood up. Piper heard him pulling something from his pocket as he started to take off his belt that held all his items and set it on the chair next to the door. His radio sputtered quietly in the background, and she could see the shiny black of his gun next to it. Suddenly she felt a piece of fabric being bound along her lower arm and wrists. It felt like it was her robe tie that was sitting right next to his belt now. He was binding her hands behind her back. With a swift move, he lifted her to a standing position.
“Keep your eyes down, toy, and I promise you will be rewarded for listening to me. I want a closer look of what is mine.” Piper felt his hands on her naked shoulders, skimming the tips of his fingers along her collarbone to her center. From there, his touch continued downward toward her breasts. Slowly, too slow for Piper, he traced the outside of her nipple before grasping her breast with both hands, holding them in place and giving them a gentle squeeze.
Piper felt him lean into her as she was able to smell his bodywash tickle her nose. He smelled clean, and a hint of coffee lingered within his scent. “Who do these belong to, toy?” he whispered into her ear.
“You, sir,” replied Piper.
“Good answer, Red. Now tell me, who does this belong to?” he asked as he released his hold on her breasts and slid down to her belly.
“You, sir,” she acknowledged.
“Right again, toy. Now how about this?” His nimble fingers slid around to her ass and grabbed her cheeks, massaging them as his breathing increased along her ear.
Piper hesitated only for a moment as her breath hitched. “You, sir.”
“Correct. Now tell me, Red, has anyone claimed your ass?”
What could she tell him? No she didn’t because she was scared, or because no one ever tried to? Piper realized he must have felt her hesitation, as before she could reply to his question, a smack came across her cheek. “No, sir,” she said hurriedly.
“I’m glad to hear that, Red. However, do not hesitate again when I ask you a question. I do not like to be kept waiting. Just so you know, I will take your sweet little ass, but I want it to be enjoyable for you, so we will just play first.” He loosened his hold on her ass and moved his fingers to her aching sex. She was panting as he skimmed his fingers through the small smattering of hair that covered her mound. “I do not want anything in the way when I play with my toy. Tonight I want you to shave this off. Now once again, Red, who does this belong to?” One of his fingers ran through her lips and started to slowly play with her throbbing clit.
Piper gasped at the feeling. “You, sir,” she panted out as his magical fingers played with her. Then before she would get her bearings, a finger was slipped inside her. Piper inhaled at the invasion.
“My sweet little toy, how many men have played with what is mine?”
Piper hesitated. What was she going to tell him? He kept up with his rhythm with his fingers, keeping her on edge but never allowing her to fully reach her peak. “I–I, umm,” she sputtered as she felt a single tear rolled down her face, trying to fight back to emotions that threatened to come forward.
“I want to know, toy. Tell me.” His command shocked her as he released his finger and lifted her chin to make her look him in his eyes.
Piper couldn’t hold back as more tears fell freely. “No one, sir.” She shook as the words came out of her mouth. “No one has wanted to.” She made him release her chin from his grasp and looked down, ashamed of herself. She knew he was experienced, and he probably thought she was as well. Now that he knew her secret, he would not want her anymore. When silence filled the room, she looked up to see that Milo had taken a step back and had his eyes glued on her like she was some sort of odd exhibit.
“I’m sorry. I guess you should release me so I can get dressed.” Piper let the tears flow more freely now. She was tied up and naked, standing in front of a man who looked like he had just been slapped. When he didn’t move to help her, or say a word, she started to move toward the bathroom. Maybe she could find some scissors and cut the rope off her hands. Before she could take another step, Milo grabbed her arms and spun her toward him, effectively cutting her off, and he slammed his mouth over hers, taking her breath away as he commanded this kiss.
Milo was so shocked to hear she was a virgin. How was that even possible for someone her age? Shit, she wrote romance novels in explicit detail, yet she had no real bearing on what it was to feel a man inside of her. Now she wanted to go to a damn BDSM club? He knew he should be letting her go, allowing her to be with someone gentler, but the fact was he wanted her. He wanted her ever since he woke up to her assaulting him in bed. Milo didn’t think at that point. He just acted. He grabbed Piper and kissed her like she was the most important thing in his life. He had seen some serious shit while in the field, and here she was offering him the most precious gift as if he was worth it. He would be worth it. He would prove that to her.
As the kiss continued, Milo remembered that she was still tied up, and at this point it was good. She had been dismissing him once again. He was going to have to show her that he would not be dismissed like a damn puppy. He was a man, her man from this moment forward.
“It’s okay, Red. I’ll be gentle, I promise. But I need to know if you are sure you still want this. Once I have you, you will not belong to anyone else. Do you understand me? If you don’t want this, let me know now, and I will leave.” He spoke as he ran the pad of his thumb along her plump bottom lip. She looked so damn sweet he would just eat her up. Her eyes were red from the tears flowing down her face. He w
iped away a stray tear and kissed her lips once again. She sighed before she spoke.
“I don’t want you to leave, Milo. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. But I do want this. Please don’t leave.” She looked up at him as her green eyes sparkled in the soft light from the room.
“Good answer, Red. Now that I have your answer, it’s time for your punishment. Do you remember your safe word, toy?” Milo knew he provided her with a mischievous smile.
“Punishment? For what, sir?” He looked at her, waiting for her to answer his question before he answered hers. “Twinkie, sir,” she finally said.
“That’s right. Remember that word if this becomes overwhelming. I am being very lenient with you today, toy. You are not supposed to answer my question with a question. When we are in the bedroom, you will submit to me. Outside, you may ask. However, I will answer. You dismissed me, twice actually. One when you were hurt at the wedding and just now. You shook me off like a fuckin’ puppy that was underfoot, and I will not stand for it. For that you will be getting twenty. Now I want you over my knee lying across the bed.” Then he sat down on the edge of the bed as he observed her face twist with recognition of what he had said to her.
She nodded, and Milo watched as she walked over to him and lay facedown across his legs, her upper body across the top part of the bed and her feet dangling off the edge. Her glorious ass faced him directly. Oh, how he would love to plug her before he spanked her ass nice and red. Her arms still bound, she was at his mercy, and he was going to love every minute of it. He would be her first, and from this point forward, her only. He was a very possessive man, and his instincts to run at first had driven to crazy with need. Now here she was willing to submit to him. He knew she would not be a slave who listened to his every word. Now she would be with very own toy and someone he could count on. Rubbing his hand over her round globes made his cock leak with pre-cum in his pants. She was so luscious. Her breathing pattern had increased as she waited for her punishment like a good girl.
“You don’t need to count this out, toy. Just feel and know that if you do this again, I will put a plug in your delectable ass and use a paddle on it. Understand me, toy?” he asked as he waited for her response.
“Yes, sir, I understand,” she said. He was grateful that she was so open. He lifted his hand up and brought it down on her right cheek with a smack, and then the left, leaving wonderful pink handprints. He caressed her cheeks after the first two, and then he gave her four more in different locations on her ass to spread the pain. He loved as she cried out after each taking her by surprise. Her ass was heating up under his hand. His was struggling with the need to stop now and bury himself deep inside her, but she needed to learn her lesson.
Piper had never felt anything like this in her life. The pain was overwhelming at first, and soon it morphed into pleasure. The heat on her bottom started to radiate down into her pulsing pussy as it was radiated with desire. She let go of all the things running around in her mind and just felt what he was doing to her body. She had always been one to think first and then feel. However, with Milo, he knew her background, and she didn’t have to think with him. He took control of everything. All too soon the smacks stopped, and she could hear Milo’s ragged breaths as he caressed her ass tenderly.
“You did beautifully, Red. Your ass is a glorious red and hot.” He then bent and kissed her cheeks affectionately. His hands started to roam her body as she lay across his legs still. Soon, her legs parted, and his finger was inside her. “You are so wet, Red. I take it you liked your spanking. I’ve never had someone so responsive before. Right now I need to taste you.” And he flipped her onto the bed on her back. She tried to struggle to remove her hands as her arms were starting to hurt. He must have taken notice as twisted her again and removed the rope. Just as she started too moved her hands out, she found herself on her back again. She left like a damn rag doll as he twisted and turned her into the position he wanted. All too soon her hands were tied back up in front of her. Well, at least she could move her shoulders now, so that was something. Before she could adjust to the new position, her legs were spread wide, and Milo’s head was between her legs.
He started with small movements at first, just a flick or a nip along her lips, and then he flattened his tongue and rubbed it along her clit as it popped out of its hood, making itself known. Milo hummed in appreciation as he licked up her cream. “You taste so fuckin’ good, Red. Like honey with a hint of spice, my favorite. I want you to come in my mouth,” he said as he continued his delicious torture on her pussy. He sucked her clit into his mouth and added a finger into the mix. Soon a second one joined in, and Piper could feel herself quicken as the sensation started to build deep in her belly. Then Milo bit down on her clit and pumped his finger harder as he finger-fucked her, and she came, crying out his name as stars formed in front of her eyes. She had made herself orgasm before, but never like this.
Suddenly Milo was off of her and removing his jeans, but before he dropped them to the ground, he reached into the back pocket and pulled out a foil packet. Keeping his eyes on her the whole time, she watched in amazement as he ripped the foil and slid it on his enormous cock. He was beautiful, all of him. His chiseled abs didn’t stop at his waistline, but continued down to his small happy trail. He climbed back on the bed and lay down over her, taking her lips in a heated kiss again. She could taste herself on his mouth, and it was salty and exotic. This shouldn’t be turning her on, but it seemed to fuel her fire more than before. Milo pulled her hands up, holding them hostage above her head. He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on one while his free hand grasped the other. He was giving her breasts so much attention that she needed to rub her legs together to get some sort of friction to aid in her relief. Milo released her breast with a pop and looked into her eyes.
“Just relax, Red, and let me do all the work.” And with those words, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed forward a few inches. The feeling was overwhelming at first, but he kept himself propped up on his arms as he worked himself into her pussy inch by inch until he reached her maidenhead that held her virginity intact. With one sudden thrust, he busted through and buried himself deep inside her. Piper cried out as a pinching sensation overtook her. She knew it was going to hurt, but this was not as bad as she had thought. Milo held himself over her, and she longed to reach out and grasp his shoulders and pull him down on top of her.
Milo could feel her hymen rip as he pushed all the way inside of her. She was his now. He held still as he let her get use to the feeling of him inside her. He was barely hanging on by a thread. She was so tight that he was afraid he would blow before he was fully inside her. When she seemed to calm, Milo pulled out just enough to leave his tip in and thrust forward, making her cry out again. She threw her head back, and he did it again. He leaned down on his forearms, putting some of his weight on her, but not allowing her to take his full weight. Soon he started a rhythmic dance of their bodies, in and out, making her cry and whimper with need each time he pulled out. Soon he could feel her walls start to tighten around his cock as he picked up speed. Faster and faster, he could feel the sweat start to drip from their bodies as he reached between them and pinched her clit with his fingers, and she was off again. He felt his orgasm pull up from his balls as he came within three more thrusts.
They both lay there in comfortable silence trying to catch their breaths. He looked up and saw she was still tied up. He pulled out of her and reached for the rope and allowed her hands to be freed. Getting out of bed, he headed to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and to find a cloth to clean Piper up. She had not moved by the time he had returned. He spread her legs wide and wiped the remains of their lovemaking and her lost virginity before throwing the cloth in a pile of dirty clothes in the corner.
He pulled her limp body next to his as he climbed back onto the bed. She started to stir and nuzzled his chest. He thought he could hear her purr at one time before she settled.<
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“How you doing, Red? Are you okay?” he asked, making sure she was not hurting any. He knew she would be sore tomorrow, but wanted to ensure she was okay with everything else.
“I don’t think I can walk anymore, but I am fantastic. Thank you, Milo, for being gentle with me, and for not walking out on me when I said what I did.” She was half-asleep. He wanted to just pull the cover up over them and sleep, but his damn phone was going off as well as his radio. He moved her away just enough to lay her on the pillow before he answered the damn phone.
Chapter Six
Being the sheriff sucked sometimes. Who the hell drove drunk into a field and hit a fucking cow? Seriously? It was a good thing they did have a single holding cell in the office where he could put the drunken teenager into the cell. He called Cheddar Bob to come and watch him because frankly he was the one who was going to have call some seriously pissed-off parents. The good news was that he was able to leave Piper sleeping peacefully as he got dressed and headed out, and it was good timing as Sam was driving down the road as he was leaving. He couldn’t wait to get moved into his place tomorrow. He did not mind staying with Wes and Grady, but truth be told, he would have preferred to have Piper in his bed. He would have never thought about settling down before, but suddenly sleeping with Piper had given him a whole perspective in life. He saw the love that was between Cash, Cooper, and their wife, Riley. He wanted that. He wanted to watch Piper get round with his child growing inside her. Milo was lost in thought when the smell of vomit hit him from his office.
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