by Golden Angel
SMACK!
This time he caught the center of her left cheek, watching the same reaction with pleasure.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Working his way up to the top of her buttocks and then right back down again, Rick measured out his strokes carefully and methodically. First came the gentler but firm slaps that heated her skin and allowed her to get used to the sensation, eventually growing in strength as her bottom was 'warmed' and she was able to take more and more. In fact, crave more and more. Maria's head was hanging down, her breathy moans and squeals coming in rhythm with his smacks, every line of her body screaming her submission to the spanking.
The heady sensation of being completely in control over her, of knowing that she'd given herself over to his care, to his discipline, made Rick's head whirl, even as he continued to pinken her ass. The cheeks of her butt were much lighter in color than the rest of her, having been covered by her bikini bottoms all summer, and they were easily turning a bright pink. Between her legs, the dark brownish-pink of her pussy lips were shiny with her honey; her pussy was practically dripping with need.
When he rubbed his hands over her warm ass, Maria moaned and arched almost like a cat, lifting her bottom into the air. He knew that after the spanking that would feel good, but he still reveled in her uninhibited reactions.
"Good girl," he said, squeezing the soft flesh of her ass slightly and enjoying the shudder that rippled through her body in response. Taking her by the waist, he pulled her up to face him.
Her dark eyes were hazed with passion, her pupils fully dilated, and her cheeks were nearly as pink as he'd turned her ass. Pressing his hands against her back, he held her flush against him, watching as her tongue flicked nervously against her parted lips as she tilted her head slightly back to look up at him. He didn't think he'd ever get tired of feeling all those soft curves against his body, pressing against his cock. Reaching down, he cupped her ass, grinding himself against her and enjoying the sensual expressions that crossed her face as her fingers clutched at his shirt and she moaned for him again.
When she opened her mouth, he leaned down and captured her moan with his lips, thrusting his tongue between them, the way he wanted to thrust his cock into her pussy. Massaging her tenderized ass cheeks with his hands, he kissed her deeply, bending her back so that she had no choice but to hold onto his shoulders or risk losing her balance. He swallowed her little mewling cries of pained pleasure, as she rubbed herself against him and he squeezed her spanked ass, knowing that she'd probably never felt anything quite like that heady mix before.
The way she pressed herself against him with abandon, not even paying attention to her balance, just trusting him to catch her, said a lot about her state of mind. It was heaven to Rick, holding her propped against him, knowing that without his support she would fall, and knowing that she knew he'd never let that happen. Devouring her mouth, he could feel all the blood in his body pumping through his cock, pounding in his ears... it was the ultimate rush for a man like him.
When he finally pulled himself away, Maria whimpered, her lips swollen from passion, and tried to follow. Smoothing a hand down her back, Rick pushed her back down onto the balls of her feet and off of her tiptoes.
"Feeling hot for teacher yet, little tease?" he asked, his lips spreading out in a smile. To be truthful, he'd never really had the teacher fantasy. Maybe because it was his job and the idea of going there with an actual student made him feel a little sick, but with Maria, here in the fantasy classroom setting, he was definitely starting to see the appeal.
Maria's hands fisted in his shirt as she glared up at him, trembling in his arms with how much he'd roused her body to passion. "You are such a giant hypocrite."
"And you have obviously not learned your lesson," Rick said, although his grin widened even further. It wasn't a happy grin, it was more like the gleeful grin of a predator whose prey just walked within reach. The hitch in Maria's breath and the sudden worry that flashed across her face indicated that she saw the difference.
Stepping back enough that she would be able to balance on her own once he released her, Rick slid his hands up her back and to the straps of her tank top. Maria stilled as he pulled the straps off of her shoulders and down her arms. Looking directly into her eyes, he captured her gaze, watching as the pace of her breathing picked up as he tugged her tank top down.
The top had a built in bra, which barely contained the bounty of her breasts. He stopped pulling when he reached that part, although he tugged the straps off of her arms, leaving her midsection clothed but her breasts completely bared. As much as he wanted to strip her down completely naked for him, he could sense her unease. Which was kind of funny, considering this was the woman who had worn nothing but a trench coat to his door and then flashed him. Then again, they were out in what she knew was a public space now, where the Dungeon Monitors would occasionally check in on a scene. And she was new to this.
So he left her clothed up top, except for her breasts - it wasn't going to make a difference anyway, as long as he had access to all the parts of her that he wanted.
"Beautiful," he murmured, cupping her breasts in his hands, although he continued to watch her face carefully, to make sure that he wasn't pushing her too far, too fast.
Maria just shivered and closed her eyes, wetting her lips with her tongue again, as her back arched lightly, pushing her breasts further into his hands. That was all the invitation Rick needed. Shifting so that she could lean against the Teacher's desk behind her, resting her hands on the edge and thrusting her breasts upwards towards him, Rick squeezed and kneaded the heavy globes as he lowered his mouth to one perfect, budded brown nipple. She moaned as he sucked the little bud into his mouth, biting it gently with his teeth.
Pinching the other nipple and rolling it between his fingers, his cock seemed to pulse as Maria squirmed and moaned. Her bottom probably wasn't entirely comfortable, pressed against the hard wood of the desk after the spanking that he'd given her, even if the spanking hadn't been particularly hard. Biting down, he tugged the sensitive nubbin and she shuddered as she moaned even louder.
Yeah, even if she hadn't known it, his little minx definitely liked a bit of pain with her pleasure. Her hips were moving, searching for some kind of pressure, but she couldn't bring her legs together and she couldn't reach him, because of her position against the desk. Trapped between nothing and a hard place... delightful.
This time when he released her, he didn't step back far enough for her to stand straight. Instead, he bent just enough to get his arm under her legs and use it to swing her up onto the desk completely. Maria fell back onto her elbows, her breasts jiggling, her skirt sliding up to expose her thighs and pussy. Both of her nipples were fully erect, one shiny from the ministrations of his mouth, the other dark and full from his pinching fingers.
"Lie down," he said, almost gently as he walked around to the other side of the desk where the drawers were.
Every piece of furniture in Stronghold was set up to easily restrain a submissive, and the Teacher's desk was no exception; each of the four legs on the desk was equipped with restraints. Even though Rick hadn't used the desk before, it took no time at all for him to get Maria situated exactly how he wanted her.
Arms above her head, spread apart, and cuffed to the corners of the desk, her legs spread even wider, knees pointed to the ceiling. He cuffed her ankles to the desk and her thighs to her calves, forcing her to keep her legs in position and spread wide. The only real movement she had was her head and she could bring her knees together if she wanted to, but it would put a strain on her hips.
With her tank top rolled down and her skirt flipped up, she was only covered around her middle and the rest of her was completely open and vulnerable to him, the puffy lips of her pussy spread to reveal the soft heart. Her wide eyes were filled with arousal and anxiety when she tugged on the restraints and realized how tightly bound she was, her breathing stuttered, and he could practically see her
arousal climbing even higher.
It took his breath away.
Other submissives had responded like this to him, other submissives had been eager to be tied up and played with, but none of them had affected him like Maria. Maybe it was because she was new to kink, maybe it was just because his emotions had already become entangled in her, but whatever the reason, this moment felt more potently powerful than any he’d ever experienced.
******
I can’t move.
The thought should have been terrifying. Horrifying. She should have been rebelling, screaming “Red” and demanding to be released.
This should not be the most sexually potent, highly erotic, panty-dropping (if they weren’t already down) moment of her life.
And the smoldering look that Rick gave her shouldn’t make her feel like a sex goddess. Seriously, shouldn’t she be feeling oppressed right now?
Oh yeah… I’ve got a couple of spots on my body that I’d really like you to oppress.
Whatever. She’d always been of the school of feminism that said women should be able to choose what they wanted. And she wanted this. Really, really badly.
The straps holding her body down, holding her open, were both restrictive and exciting. It hadn't escaped her notice how careful Rick had been about restraining her, checking to make sure that none of them were too tight, warning her to let him know if any of her limbs started to tingle or feel uncomfortable. While he might not want her to be able to move, he was just as concerned and attentive to her safety and comfort as he was to securing her in place.
Rick was standing down at the end of the table, which meant that he had a perfect view right up between her legs. Even though she'd been pretty brazen with him, she wasn't sure she'd ever had a man examine her girly bits so closely without touching them. It made her feel squirmy. But with her legs strapped together the way they were, it wasn't very comfortable to try and close off the view - which she had a feeling was the point. The straps around her thighs and calves were perfectly comfortable until she tried to close her legs.
One warm hand wrapped around her ankle. It was insane that such small contact, so far away from any of the parts that were aching to be touched, could feel so good. So reassuring. And, as his finger caressed the soft spot between her ankle and heel, so erotic.
"Fingers and mouth, right?" Rick asked, a glint in his eye that said she was definitely going to pay for teasing him.
Maria was so ready to pay. She wriggled, watching his eyes immediately lock onto her breasts as the mounds jiggled with her body. Rick might be a very dominant alpha male, but he was still a male and boobs were boobs.
"Yes, please," she said, a little shocked at how breathless she sounded. Who cared though? Rick definitely looked pleased.
His hand slid up the inside of her calf, making her skin tingle in anticipation as his fingers moved up to her thighs. They were on a direct line of sensation to her pussy, and her breath came faster as his fingers slowed on their path, watching her reactions. Shuddering, Maria lifted her hips as much as she was able, encouraging Rick to move his fingers faster.
Instead, halfway up her thigh, his touched disappeared.
She actually whimpered.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "Why'd you stop?"
"Because I wanted to," Rick said easily. So casually that if her legs had been free she might have kicked him out of frustration as he moved around the side of the desk and opened some of the drawers there. Maria glared at him as he opened a baggie that he found in there. "Something to learn little tease, when it comes to sex, things move at my pace. Not yours. You are still trying to top from the bottom."
Damn if her heart didn't race even faster at his words. At his deliberate control. Yeah, she'd wiggled her ass, trying to get him to move faster, trying to get his hands in her pussy. Now she blushed hot red at being called out on it.
But who could blame her? She was wetter than she'd ever been in her life, without direct stimulation, and she really wanted the direct touch. Unfortunately, Rick moved up to the end of the desk where her head was and Maria felt like whimpering again. Something metallic clinked against the wooden surface, right next to her head, although she didn't see what he'd put down, and then his hands were on her breasts.
Cupping them. Squeezing them. Maria moaned, her eyelashes fluttering as she looked up at him towering above her. He didn't go straight for her nipples, which were beginning to ache to be touched, but wrapped his fingers around her flesh and kneaded.
"Beautiful," he murmured, and Maria truly felt it.
How could she not when his gaze was so admiring as he looked down her body, plumping her breasts and torturing her wonderfully.
When his fingers finally did close around her nipples, her entire body felt like it might levitate as her back arched, thrusting her breasts upwards. It was pain and pleasure as he rolled the tight buds between his fingers, the culmination of anxious anticipation that made her pussy throb. She badly wanted to be able to rub her thighs together, to put some pressure on her clit, but there was no way she could get her legs closed with the way he'd trussed her up.
All she could do was writhe and arch, her body moving with need rather than intent. Now she wasn't teasing or trying to get him to touch her where she wanted; she just couldn't stop moving with all the adrenaline and erotic energy flowing through her.
"Oh God..." She gasped as Rick tugged on her nipples, pulling them upwards, and twisting slightly, before covering her entire breasts with his hands again and squeezing.
"Hands..." he murmured. "And mouth."
Maria let out a strangled cry as he bent over and took one of her nipples into his mouth. It was then that she also realized he was still fully clothed. If he hadn't been, he would have been close enough to lick. Instead, as he scraped his teeth along the sensitive bud of her nipple, she pushed her head up and laid a kiss on his stomach through his shirt.
Unfortunately, her neck muscles weren't strong enough for her to maintain that position long enough to do anything, but she at least got a chuckle of amusement from him. Right before he suckled her nipple hard, taking it deep into his mouth and making her moan and pant as her hips bucked uselessly.
"Rick... Please... stop teasing!"
She moaned again as he switched breasts, taking her other nipple into his mouth, completely ignoring her plea. The one that had just been freed felt cool in the open air, as wet heat engulfed the other. He sucked on her nipple with long, deep pulls, his tongue swiping across the surface. Maria hadn't realized how very sensitive her nipples could be. Every suck was followed by twisting pull deep inside her stomach, giving her the sensory illusion that he was sucking on her clit as well even though he was nowhere near it.
It felt like her body was burning up with heat, with the need to orgasm, and yet she couldn't quite get there... because Rick wasn't where he needed to be for her to cum. Remembering what the girls had said about Rick's kinks when it came to orgasm control and denial, Maria wished she hadn't brushed off that part so easily. She'd been more worried about her mental state, she'd had no idea the physical distraction he could drive her.
While he lavished attention on her breasts, her core was feeling more and more empty, pulsing and clenching around nothing while her pussy wept cream in its neediness. The demand for relief was becoming uncomfortable in it intensity, something that she'd never experienced before. If her upper body was on fire, her lower body was the molten core of a volcano about to burst, swirling and building with pressure.
By the time he pulled away again she felt nearly mindless. It took her a moment to come back to herself enough to realize he was asking her a question; his voice had sounded so very far away.
"What?"
Fingers traced little pathways across her breasts, circling around her nipples, distracting her even more.
"Do you know what nipple clamps are, sweetheart?"
Maria nodded. She'd seen them online when she'd been looking around and she wasn't
sure how she felt about them. Some of them had been weighted, dragging the women's breasts and nipples down with them and she hadn't really liked the way that looked. But some of the pictures had been kind of sexy, plump nipples surrounded by silver and black, the women's faces an erotic mix of pleasure and pain.
"I'd like to decorate these pretty little nipples," Rick said, giving the little nubs a tug. "I want you to feel the bite while I move down to your sweet pussy. Do you need to say either of your safe words?"
"No," Maria said immediately. Hell, she'd agree to anything now that he said he was going to move back down to her pussy. Her body was humming with need, demanding that she give in to whatever he wanted. And having the sensation of her nipples being pinched while he played with her pussy sounded wonderful.
The scraping sound at the side of her head was her first clue that Rick had been planning this from the start; the clamps had been what he'd gotten out of the desk. Maria shivered as she felt the brush of cold steel against the mound of her breast while he got the clamp in place.
"I've kept these from being too tight for your first time, but you're going to feel a sharp pinch and then it's going to fade. Just breathe through it."
She cried out as the clamp closed down around the tingling bud. Sharp pinch! HA! Her back arched, pussy spasming as the biting pain rushed through her, followed almost immediately by a surge of pleasure. It was like he was pinching her nipple very, very tightly, except that the pressure was steadier than any human fingers could provide.
Seeing that she was alright, Rick immediately followed with the next one, balancing out the pain on her chest. Maria sucked in air, breathing in deeply like he'd told her to, as the initial sting around the tender bud faded to the painfully pleasurable pinch. It felt like her nipples were now throbbing in time to her pulse. When Rick brushed his fingers over the tips, it felt like tiny needles were sticking into the tenderized nubbins, tiny needles that made her gasp and writhe in confused ecstasy.
