Kinky Submissive Box Set: An Erotica Box Set

by Natalie Sharp

  Her hands clutched at the tie biding her wrists. He smirked and went on to deliver two more licks of the punishing belt, her pale flesh now a brilliant red as wracking sobs fell from her mouth. He saw her body shaking and her knuckles white from clasping her hands together so tightly. Snapping the belt loudly between his hands again, he decided that was enough for her first punishment.

  He put the belt back down at the foot of the bed before unbuttoning and removing his shirt, throwing it forward across the room for her to see. Leaning forward, he ran one hand down under her thighs until his finger met the crotch of her silk panties. He slipped his hand under her panties to find her quivering soaking wet pussy.

  Miley’s breath stilled as he started running his fingers up and down along her slit before working them in and out of her, enjoying every moan she delivered. As soon as he ran over her sensitive clit with another finger, her body started to writhe at his touch and her moans grew louder. She started to shake and breathe even harder and louder than she already was, every motion of his hand driving her closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm.

  Noticing the movements of her body and recognizing the sounds she was making, he pulled his hand away and took a step back. Miley whimpered in disappointment. It was a small whine at the loss of feeling the pleasure he was giving her. It was even a little protest at him having stopped when she was so close to tumbling over the edge of pleasure.

  Jacob grabbed his cock and stepped forward to brush the tip of it between her ass cheeks. The feeling of it distracted her from realizing her back was now pressed to his and his hot breath was landing on her ear.

  "Now you know what happens when you misbehave," he whispered hot and heavy. She whimpered again, squirming a little underneath his weight. The feeling of her petite body beneath his and the knowledge of how badly she wanted relief from him made his cock twitch. It ached. At that point, he wanted to fuck her senseless until they were both released from the intense lust that had taken over their bodies, but he could wait. He wanted to stretch out this play just a bit more.

  Jacob stood back and pushed Miley’s hips to the side and rolled her onto her back. Her hands, which were still bound at the wrists with his necktie, were squeezed under her body. He saw her subtly shift her body trying to get comfortable or at least not have her arms so contorted and hands crushed, but he snapped his fingers and motioned for her to stop. Miley froze at once. She gulped nervously. Jacob saw the apprehension in her eyes and knew she was wondering if she would be receiving another punishment. He would let it slide this time.

  Instead of spending his time delivering a second spanking, he lowered himself between her thighs. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as he kissed and bit the exposed skin above the stockings and around the thin strips of the garters. She twisted her hips slightly as he bit down on the flesh of her thigh. His tongue darted out to lick over the visible bite marks he left on her before leaving a trail of wet, soft kisses as he traveled up her thigh.

  Her hips instinctively rocked up a bit, pushing, as he neared the crotch of her panties. He placed his palm down against her hip and held her down, pulling his head up to meet her gaze and give her a glare of warning. Her heavy breathing made her breasts heave. It took all his self-control not to stare at her cleavage or reach up to touch her.

  He ran his finger next to one of the garter before unclipping it from the stocking and then moving on to unclip the others. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of the silk panties and pulled them down slowly until they were around her ankles, where he let them drop unceremoniously on the floor.

  He licked up along the inside of her leg until his tongue finally made contact with her wet pussy. That was all it took to make her gasp and her legs spread on instinct. The scent of her and the taste of her were more than Jacob could handle. Eagerly, he ran his tongue along her wet lips, lapping up her liquids. Miley moaned and writhed beneath him, her hips fighting to push up in search of greater pressure from the contact between his tongue and her pussy.

  Her ass plopped back against the bed as he forced her down again and pressed his tongue just past her pussy lips, licking up and down repeatedly. Then he flicked her clit once with the tip of his tongue before licking back down and sliding the entire length inside her.

  He licked inside, working his tongue in, out, and in circles until his ears were met with an incessant chain of moans. He closed his lips around her clit and sucked. The palm of his hand was not strong enough to hold down her hips, now bucking upward as she grinded her wetness against his face.

  His lips sealed a little tighter as he sucked at her clit, alternating with flicking and licking it with his tongue. Miley’s hips moved rapidly against his face and her body thrashed on the bed, a chain of curses mixed with moans and sharp gasps falling escaped from her mouth. It didn’t take long before all her movement came to a halt. Her body stiffened and her legs snapped shut around his head as he burrowed his face harder against her, his tongue working her pussy and clit. He felt her contracting and her body tensed until it shook entirely. Choked groaning came from her throat as the orgasm hit her hard. Ripples of tingles fluttered down her legs and curled her toes. Her back arched of the bed before convulsing back against the mattress.

  "Oh fuck!” she finally gasped out at the end of it.

  Jacob lifted himself up and immediately looked over her, admiring how beautiful she looked in the afterglow. His gazed wandered down to see her exposed pussy that was swollen and covered in wetness. His cock twitched. He ached, more than ever, to be inside of her. He grabbed the base of his cock in his hand and slowly started pumping up and down as he stared at her, but suddenly stopped. It wasn’t the time for this. He had to be strong and enjoy these moments before he finally plunged his cock into her.

  So he lowered his body until he climbed onto the bed and knelt between her lean legs, the lace stockings slightly disheveled but still in place. He nestled himself between her thighs, bent at the knee, and gripped the base of his hard shaft. Playfully, he ran his hard cock up and down along her soaking wet slit and watched her squirm and tremble. He pushed against her opening and, much as he wanted to enter her, he held back. For now, he took pleasure in running the head of his cock along her wet slit and pushing it against her swollen and sensitive clit. He loved the little noises that escaped from her mouth and how red her cheeks were.

  "Please,” she whimpered with pleading eyes. He made a mental note to make that worthy of a punishment for another time. For now, he would let her get away with it. Plus, it wasn’t as if he didn’t enjoy her begging for his cock.

  “Please,” she whimpered, the single syllable word drawn out. “I need you inside me. Please, Jacob.” Her voice was heavy and breathy. He could feel the desperation in her body. It was close to the same desperation he felt now but he was holding back because it was too enjoyable to play with her this way.

  "Not yet," he said with a cute smirk. The head of his cock was coated in her juices now, glistening under the light of the bedroom’s ceiling lamp. He climbed up and straddled her chest, his cock pushing up against her pretty, pink lips.

  No command was needed. His action and her eagerness were enough. She leaned forward with a slight struggle before parting her lips and taking the full length of his hard cock in her mouth, sucking off her own juices. Jacob threw his head back in ecstasy, eyes shut.

  As she continued to enthusiastically suck on his erection, he reached back with one hand to start rubbing his fingers over her clit. This made her pause her sucking as her body quivered in pleasure, but she immediately resumed. Jacob smiled. She must have known stopping would earn her a more severe round of punishment.

  "Do you want me inside you now?"

  She nodded enthusiastically with his cock still in her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks as her tongue pressed against the underside of his shaft. She already knew better than to stop, even if it was to answer his question.

  "Maybe I’ll do it,” he mused, “if you ask pol
itely.”

  She looked up at him with her big blue eyes asking for permission to stop pleasuring his cock. He nodded curtly. Miley drew her head back and his dick sprang free with a loud pop. Jacob quickly moved back down, kissing her smooth skin along the way. He positioned himself between her legs again and leaned forward, pulling her up by the shoulders just enough to unclasp and remove her bra.

  He stared in awe as her tits jiggled when she fell back and he lunged forward, taking one of her perky, pink nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it and nibbled, alternating between the two while his hands squeezed her breasts. Miley let out a breathy moan and arched her back underneath him, her chest sticking out further much to his delight.

  "Please," she finally gasped out.

  "Please? What?" he shot back, pulling away from her breasts and sitting back. He reached down and very lightly grazed a fingertip against her wet slit. Her entire body shook.

  "I want you inside me.”

  Jacob leaned forward and pinned down her shoulder. "And how do you say that? What do you want me to do to you?" he asked more forcefully.

  "Please, fuck me hard!” Miley pleaded. She sounded on the verge of a meltdown. He could tell she really needed his hard cock buried deep inside her, even more than he wanted it. He had been toying with her enough to warrant such a reaction.

  He crawled forward and gave her a long, deep passionate kiss. He felt her return it with equal fervor. His heartbeat thundered in his ears as he tasted her tongue and felt her tiny body press up and writhe against his, her wet pussy sliding against his throbbing cock. He was just aching to push forward into her, but he resisted. He wanted to hear her desperate pleading at least one more time.

  "Please, please, please fuck me,” she begged, finally breaking the kiss and staring into his eyes. Her own eyes were wide and hopeful.

  "Well," he said as he leaned in and kissed her before whispering into her ear, "I think you’ve earned it. After all, you asked so politely."

  Without another word or warning, he slammed his entire cock deep inside her. She cried out and quickly wrapped her legs around him. He pushed against her and penetrated a little deeper as he continued thrusting.

  "Oh! Fuck!" she cried out, breasts bouncing in rhythm with his hips smacking against her. His entire length felt like it was burning with pleasure as he pushed her legs apart and buried his long, hard cock deep inside her. It felt so amazing beyond any other time they had been together.

  He continued pumping his cock hard and fast in and out of her pussy. He kept on relentlessly pounding her as her cries and gasps and moans all mixed and grew louder with every passing minute. Finally, he slowed down just to pull her up and hold her as he untied her wrists and flung the tie across the room.

  Her wrists were red and sore, but this didn’t stop her from clutching onto his shoulders tightly and digging her nails into his flesh. Jacob could feel the little crescent indentations forming as he started slamming into her again, his own guttural groans mixing with her sounds of ecstasy.

  “Oh, oh, oh yes,” she cried in his ear to the rhythm of his movements.

  He was done being strong and holding out. He was lost in the moment just as much as she was, enjoying every sensation coursing through his body. He was beyond turned on and slammed his cock into her like an uncontrollable animal.

  He couldn’t recall a time like this with any woman he had ever been with. Miley wrapped her legs tighter around him, pulling his cock in deeper. He shifted slightly and entered her at a different angle, causing her to smack his back and scream in sheer ecstasy. Her hips and legs started to shake. Her entire body quacked as he continued pounding into her even harder and faster than before.

  He knew when her second orgasm hit and it was somehow more powerful than the first. It shook her entire body. Her head was lolling from side to side and her choked cries were wild as her pelvic muscles contracted around his cock.

  "Fuck!” he cried out. He couldn’t hold back. He felt his own climax building up inside and it was going to come hard and soon.

  “I'm going to cum," he yelled out. She quickly clutched at his hips and pulled him inside her as far as possible. His hips started jerking forward erratically and he gripped so tightly onto her waist her skin nearly bruised. She screamed as she felt his cock tense up inside. As her body went limp and she gasped for air, he continued to jerk his hips uncontrollably until his juices exploded from deep inside her.

  Jacob let out a sharp gasp and fell forward, nuzzling his face into her neck as he tried to still himself. That was easily the most intense orgasm either one of them had ever experienced.

  ***

  "I’m pretty sure you broke a rule," he joked with Miley a couple minutes later.

  "Oh, come on." she said before turning to look at him with a grin. She reached out and ran a single finger down his cheek. “What about my free time? You didn’t deliver.”

  "Oh, I don't think you get that free time," he replied. She looked at him, eyebrows raised. “If I recall, you got punished because you misbehaved.”

  “Yes, but then I made up for it.” She turned onto her side to face him, her hand deftly running up his thigh until it was wrapped around his half stiff cock. He jerked back slightly.

  "Don't move," she whispered. She leaned forward to kiss him as her hand stroked him until it started swelling up again. He gulped. He debated between stopping her, but he wanted to see how she took this on. Maybe she had made up for it and who was he to say this wasn’t what she could do with her free time? He felt her guide his cock toward her pussy. She immediately started trembling as he entered her again, but this time he decided to take it slow. This second round was something else and he was all for going with the flow.

  "Oh,” he whispered. She was extremely wet from a mixture of her own juices and his. She felt warm and tight. It was amazing. It was incredibly intimate, something that added a different level to it all. Miley pushed him onto his back by his shoulder and swung her leg over him before guiding his shaft back inside her.

  Leaning forward, she whispered into his ear, “Just like this this.”

  She started rolling her hips up and down. Jacob began thrusting upward at her rhythm. She rotated her hips and shut her eyes, throwing her head back as she moaned. She ran her hand up her stomach before fondling her own breasts and picking up the pace.

  "I’m going to finish soon if you keep this up," Jacob gasped, watching the way her dainty little hands worked her pink nipples. She wriggled her hips down on him and moaned louder. He knew that was exactly what she wanted and it was working like a charm. She reached down and started fingering her clit as she moved up and down on his cock, her moans growing into shrieks and her entire face red. Her body tensed up and, for the third time, he saw and felt her orgasm hit. That was all it took. He gripped her hips and jerked up into her as he exploded from the tip of his cock yet again.

  When both of them recovered from their intense pleasure, Miley lifted herself off and curled up beside him. Jacob pulled her in close and hugged her tightly, his hand affectionately rubbing her back.

  “I love you,” he whispered against her hair.

  “I love you too.”

  The Naughty Box

  By Clara Bryan

  I avoid looking at The Box as I go about my work. I dust, I straighten the room, and vacuum. It must be immaculate because it's the room where The Box is; the Torture Box.

  I cannot touch The Box except with my duster, or under my Master's supervision. When he is there to watch, I polish it, rubbing the beeswax wood polish into the intricate, erotic carvings. My fingers trace their curves and I imagine my Master and myself playing out each scenario. Sometimes I linger too long over my task and he has to reprimand me.

  The other time I am allowed to touch the box, is to open it and take out a piece of paper on which is written the terms of my punishment. Sometimes when I'm alone, I think about opening the box and reading all the pieces of paper, all the currency of my pain an
d humiliation, but I know that if I do my Master would know. He can see through me so clearly that sometimes I wonder if I’m made of glass.

  I’m not allowed to touch myself, and yet I do sometimes. Sometimes the pressure is unbearable. My pussy aches. I imagine it filled with my Master's cock, or with one of the many dildos he keeps in the cabinet –which I’m also not allowed to open. My muscles start to clench around what is not there, the thing I am craving, the sense of being filled, stretched open, fucked until my mind shatters.

  I have tried to tell him that it's unbearable to be so restrained, but he refuses to understand.

  He tells me: "Fetch the box, slave."

  When he tells me this, I know that I'm going to be punished. I take The Torture Box from the mantel and bring it to him. He opens it and tells me to take a punishment. If I hesitate or resist, I must take two. If I protest, he I take three.

  The first time I masturbated without his permission, he gave me three punishments, one for the ‘whorish act’, one for resisting his authority, and one for trying to explain why I had done it. That one act of defiance left me aching. And yet, I couldn't help it. I had to do it.