Complete Erotica Anthology: Plugged, Stretched, and Filled (Erotica Variety Pack - BDSM, Spanking, Well Hung... Book 2)

by Lily Love

  I felt the wooden paddle hit my behind. My body jerked forward. I gripped the blanket with both hands and gritted my teeth. Master knows what’s best.

  Whack!

  The paddle hit me again. I could feel my rear burning with pain.

  Whack!

  He hit me harder. My body lurched forward as I felt a tear run down my cheek. I quickly brushed it off with a finger. Master would be disappointed.

  Whack!

  My behind lit up with fire as the pain coursed through my body. Master, my Master, he needed me.

  I heard the paddle hit the floor.

  “Get on the bed and lie on your stomach. Spread your arms and legs.”

  His words were harsh.

  “Yes, Master.”

  I laid on the bed and did as I was told.

  Master wrapped twine around each of my hands and feet, then tied each to a post on the bed. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. The bindings were strong – taut.

  He laid upon me and pressed himself inside.

  Master’s thick cock slid deep within my opening as I felt his warm breath on my neck.

  Every thrust brought an animalistic grunt from him. His mouth clung to my neck, biting, stinging, and drawing blood.

  Master thrusted into me again. My body jerked forward, pulling the twine around my legs even tighter. The rope burned against my skin.

  “Do you enjoy me inside you?” He said through gritted teeth.

  “Yes, Master.” I said without hesitation.

  His cock slid deep inside. My legs fought to move, but being tied so tightly, there was no give.

  I felt Master’s hands wrap around my chest and squeeze my nipples. My body jerked forward again as he breathed deeply into my ear.

  “Tonight you shall experience something new.”

  “Yes, Master.” I said, contemplating what he could possibly do to my body that I hadn’t already done with him.

  Master stood up. I heard him ruffling through the bag.

  A cold sensation on my anus. He was dripping something on me.

  I felt something new.

  His finger pressed inside my anus and explored my body. The experience was much different than anything else.

  Pressure.

  Another finger pressed inside as I felt him run his other hand up my front.

  Master would take care of me. Always. And I would be there for him. Always.

  He continued training my backside as my mind went elsewhere.

  Did Master murder his wife? Was it because of me? Did she get in the way of me and him?

  I felt his hand press against my left cheek while the tip of his cock pressed inside my anus.

  “Shhh… don’t make a sound.” He commanded as a heated conversation in front of our door ensued.

  His thick cock pressed inside me. I could only hope it was everything he wanted. My lip quivered. What if I wasn’t good enough for him?

  I felt a tear roll down my cheek as the pressure increased. He went deeper.

  “Master?”

  Immediately I regretted my action.

  Surely he would be angry at my speaking out.

  At this point, I had no way to turn back. I went with it, even though I knew the consequences.

  “Do you love me?”

  The heated conversation in front of our door stopped as did my heart.

  I looked over my shoulders at him. His glare burned into my soul. I shouldn’t have spoken.

  Someone banged against the door.

  Master whispered into my ear fervently. “Quickly now. I’m going to untie you, and you get dressed. Go to the door and tell them you are alone and everything is fine.”

  “Yes, Master.” I whispered as he removed my bindings.

  I pulled the dress over my body and walked to the door just as it opened.

  Looking behind me, Master was gone.

  My heart raced.

  Two men stood there, one in a uniform like the man that stopped our car, and another man whom was wearing a similar outfit as Master.

  “Good evening…?” The man in the uniform said as he looked over my shoulder.

  He appeared to be confused.

  The other man spoke, “We are looking for a man that purchased this room earlier. Do you know him?”

  I felt a tingling sensation in my fingers. Just do what Master said.

  “No. I’m alone, and everything is fine.”

  The man in the uniform pulled out his light and shone it into the room. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes.”

  Both men smiled and looked at me top to bottom. “Have you seen this man?”—he held up a picture of Master—“He murdered his wife.”

  My suspicion was confirmed. He did kill her. But why?

  “I saw him leave hours ago. He gave me the key to this room and said to sleep here.”

  I felt my mouth move without even thinking.

  The two men looked at each other.

  “Have a good night.” The man in the uniform said as he clicked off his light.

  They both turned and walked away.

  I closed the door.

  Master stepped out from the bathroom. “Good job.”

  His words felt good. I was glad to have pleased him.

  “Yes, Master.”

  I watched as his hands curled around the ball gag on the bedside table.

  It was still early, and my training had only just begun.

  CHAPTER ONE: OUTLINES

  Master walked over towards me, gag in hand. I could see his outline approaching as I sat there in the middle of the room on a wooden chair.

  I felt the ball enter my mouth as he tied the leather behind my head.

  The room continued to darken as the sun crept beyond the horizon. Shadows melted with darkness.

  My eyes glanced around the room. Carpet covered the floors. I was so used to hearing Master in the cellar, at least then I could tell where he was.

  Today was different. I was in a small room in the middle of nowhere at an old hotel.

  My suspicions were confirmed by the man in the uniform from earlier. Master did kill his wife, and the men were trying to find him. It seemed he didn’t want the men to find him. So I lied for my Master.

  I haven’t yet found out why he killed her. My best assumption is that he wanted to be with me, and only with me.

  Master’s hand ran up my leg. Goosebumps brought the hairs on the back of my neck to attention.

  The gag was tight. I could feel my mouth stuck open.

  His hand graced my inner thigh.

  “Tonight you shall learn something new.” Master said as I heard him ruffle through his duffle bag.

  My mind raced in anticipation.

  Master always had something new. He wanted something to balance pleasure with pain.

  I felt a new sensation.

  Metallic, yet sharp.

  It started upon my heel, and then ran up the back of my leg. I knew the device. He taught me the name years ago.

  Wartenberg wheel.

  I could feel every bump, touch and emotion the wheel carried as it went closer between my legs. At the last moment, it stopped and ran up my chest and over my shoulder.

  “What do you feel?”

  Master’s words broke the silence. He cut through darkness and brought light into the room. I could already feel my heart beating rapidly.

  My words have always been the same up until yesterday; “Yes, Master.”

  Today was different. It was almost as if he had emotion. It was almost as if he cared.

  “I feel… titillated.” I said firmly.

  Master never liked a quiet answer. He liked it straight. Never lie. Never speak out of turn. Never do anything unless told.

  His hands slid under my shirt. I felt fingers curl around my breasts as I heard the toy drop to the floor.

  “You didn’t cum for me yesterday when I told you.”

  His statement brought immediate fear.

  “Forgive me M
aster.” I said quickly.

  “You will cum for me twice tonight, or you will be punished.”

  “Yes, Master.”

  Our lifestyle was nothing we ever spoke about. We were in this together. Both Richard and I both allowed everything to simply happen. There was never need for speaking openly. Our relationship transcended words.

  I felt the ever familiar twine around my hands.

  “Stand up.”

  I stood.

  “Lie on your stomach on the floor.”

  I did so.

  Master picked up my legs and tied the twine around my feet, then my hands to my feet.

  Bound and unable to move, I laid there. Waiting.

  I felt slight vibrations in the floor as he moved about.

  The room grew dim as I heard him flick his lighter.

  Master didn’t smoke, or at least I never smelled it on him.

  Without warning, fire burned across my rear. No… not fire.

  It was another new sensation. Water?

  My body twisted with pleasure as I ached for Master to be inside my body. I wanted him more than ever at that very moment.

  The burning feeling stopped.

  Wax. It was wax. I was sure of it.

  I felt the stinging run down my rear towards my slit. It stopped.

  Another drip ran down my shoulder towards the middle of my back. It pooled in the center. I couldn’t help but moan softly.

  “Hush now.”

  His words calmed my adrenaline. Soon he would be within me.

  “Cum for me.”

  I desperately wanted to cum for him. My body was aching for his.

  If I had any way of cumming for him, I would have.

  “Cum for me,” he said again, this time with urgency.

  I felt the tip of his finger run up my bare lips between my legs. He touched ever so lightly.

  My body shook with anticipation. I needed him.

  His finger went deeper as he explored inside my lips. Two fingers pressed together, he held tightly onto my clit.

  “Cum for me,” he whispered into my ear.

  I could feel his warm breath on my neck. Shockwaves of a tingling sensation ran down my spine.

  Master’s finger went inside, curled within me and pressed right on my spot. He didn’t move as I felt his tongue press on my neck ever so lightly.

  My body was ready for release. I could feel myself tensing like a tightly coiled spring.

  His fingers were replaced by his hard cock.

  I could immediately feel my vision fading to black as he held the tip of his dick just inside my lips. I didn’t need anything else.

  “Cum for me.”

  His taunts had finally grown fruit. My body shook violently with intense waves of orgasm. I came hard as my arms and legs fought the bindings.

  Lightning coursed through every atom of my being. My walls clenched tightly onto nothing. He had yet to even penetrate me.

  Moaning behind the gag, I couldn’t help but squirm in hopes of his hard cock sliding inside.

  He gave it to me. Master gave it to me.

  I felt his hands grasping my feet as he thrusted into my opening.

  “Without this pain, you would never truly understand the ecstasy of pleasure.”

  His words cut through my mind like a raging fire through a dry forest.

  Master ran his cock deep again. My body jerked forward.

  Pleasure mixed with pain as I felt his cock tense.

  He pulled out and kneeled in front of me. My gag dropped to the floor.

  “Yes, Master.” I said quickly as I left my mouth open for him.

  It entered my mouth. I felt all of it.

  He had never once allowed me to finish him in my mouth.

  I moaned softly as I tasted him.

  His hands curled around in my hair, holding my head deep down on his cock. He knew how I liked it.

  “Are you my dirty little girl?” He whispered as he kissed the top of my head.

  My mouth was full, or else I would have replied with the expected answer.

  Instead I responded with my tongue curling around his hard dick and begging him to cum.

  His cock tensed. It was tight. Firm.

  My eyes connected with his.

  Then release.

  Master pumped into my mouth. I pressed my head down further.

  He shot down my throat. His groans pushed me further. I wanted to take care of him as he took care of me.

  “Good job.”

  His words were not expected.

  Despite the long day and my subpar performance, I knew I still had to cum for him one last time before I could sleep.

  His eyes shifted to his bag then back to mine.

  Even though I could only see his outline, I knew his face. Such an attractive man could surely have any woman he wanted, but he chose me.

  “I bought a new toy for you,” he said as he walked behind me.

  His statement didn’t warrant a response. I dared not speak out of turn.

  My legs released and fell to the floor.

  The stinging sensation from the bindings immediately ceased.

  I heard my leather collar click around my neck.

  With leash in hand, he walked over in front of me.

  “Sit here.”

  Master’s dark outline pointed to a small box on the floor.

  CHAPTER TWO: SOMETHING NEW

  I trusted him, so I crawled over and sat.

  It penetrated me. A dildo on a box?

  “Don’t move.” His words were firm. Aggressive.

  I watched him sit on the bed with a small device in one hand. In the other was my leash. I was his.

  The box was uncomfortable.

  Uncertain what to do, I sat there as he turned a knob on the device.

  I let out a little yelp as the dildo inside me began to vibrate slowly.

  “How do you feel?”

  His words cut through the soft rumble.

  My body trembled with excitement from the new toy.

  I felt my walls tense around the shaft deep inside me. It was nowhere near as thick as Master’s, but the vibration was very pleasurable.

  “I like it Master,” I said as he jerked the collar towards the bed where he sat.

  He released.

  “Good girl.”

  The intensity increased as he turned the knob.

  My walls tightened in response.

  I could already feel myself starting to approach an orgasm. His orgasm. He took care of me, and if there’s something… anything, he wanted, I would give it to him.

  Moaning softly under my breath, I watched him stand and walk around me lightly tugging on my chain.

  “Cum for me,” he whispered, “I want you to cum for me one more time.”

  The bindings around my hands were tight. They were almost too tight, but at the same time, not tight enough.

  Pain mixed with the pleasure, heightening my awareness.

  Even though it was late and I was exhausted, my mind and body wanted to cum for him.

  Shockwaves of electricity coursed through my veins as I felt myself reach the top of the mountain. Pain from my wrists and knees increased in intensity as the vibrations between my legs brought a whole new meaning to ecstasy.

  “Cum for me,” Master whispered, now inches from my ear.

  I shook with orgasm as I felt my walls clench tightly around the dildo deep inside me.

  He turned the knob again. It was almost more than I could bare.

  Another shockwave.

  Every inch of my body felt alive.

  “God, I lov—”

  I closed my mouth midsentence as I felt my body start to come down from the sheer intensity of the orgasmic pleasure.

  Master would have every right to be angry. I spoke out of turn. It wasn’t our way.

  Did he understand what I was going to say?

  I felt the pressure release as I sat there panting. Sweat formed lines down my face in the
cool room.

  He broke the silence. “Well done.”

  Perhaps he didn’t want to finish my sentence, or maybe he just didn’t care.

  No. He did care; it just wasn’t how we did things. Words meant nothing when actions spoke louder.

  I felt the leash tug.

  “I have prepared a place for you to sleep,” he said as he pointed towards the right side of the large bed in the middle of the room.

  He now wanted me to sleep with him? That was a first.

  Master led me to the side of the bed and took off my collar.

  I watched him circle to his side and roll over away from me.

  “Sleep well.” He said without emotion.

  I curled into a ball as my mind drifted away into darkness.

  CHAPTER THREE: TRUTH REVEALED

  My eyes fluttered open.

  We were on the road again. He must have carried me to the car in the night.

  I glanced over at Richard. One hand was firmly wrapped around the wheel, the other around a coffee mug.

  “Morning.”

  I smiled – “Good morning.”

  He had never offered anything like that before. Much less with anything good involved.

  “We are heading to Alaska,” he said as he turned on the GPS device and set it on the dash.

  I looked out the window. Alaska meant nothing to me. I didn’t know where it was, nor did I care. As long as he was with me, nothing else really mattered.

  Mountains crept up in the distance with small white caps on each. Fields of white flowers spread across massive plains to my left and thick dark forests to my right.

  I had never seen such things.

  Richard looked over at me, “Alaska is far north. We’ll be going through those mountains ahead and staying in a lodge for the night.”

  Was a reply expected?

  I smiled and nodded.

  “Look there,” he said as he pointed and looked to the left. Large creatures with four legs and tanned an odd brown color were running in a group across the plains.

  “Those are deer. They roam these parts.”

  “Interesting…” I replied, hoping it was the correct answer.

  Never before had I seen a creature other than small pets the neighbors had.

  Richard reached out and wrapped his hand around mine.

  I looked up at him. He had a smile across his face.

  For a split second, I thought he was an entirely different person. He didn’t seem like the Richard I knew.

  Did I care for this new person? Was he what I wanted? Or was it the dark mysterious person that cared for me in the cellar what I wanted…