“I missed you, too, Angel.” He leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. He then rose and smiled down at her. “You know, it is expected for subs to earn correction and require discipline and punishment, especially early in their training. If you were good all the time, what would be the fun in that? Do you accept this punishment and my right to administer it, then?
“Yes, Sir.”
“Ask for it then, sub.”
“Please sir, I have been a very bad girl and need you to punish me so that I don’t misbehave again.”
“Very pretty, my Angel. But I want you to be specific. Try again.”
“Please, sir.” She swallowed, not believing he was making her ask for this. “Plug my…ass and spank me. I’ve been a very bad girl.”
“As you wish, my love.”
Smiling, he turned and went to the armoire in the corner of the room where all the toys were kept. He opened the door and began gathering items. “Now, get up on the bed on your knees, Megan. Rest your gorgeous tits on the bed and lift that luscious ass high in the air for me.”
His dirty talk never failed to excite her and her pussy gushed in response. Nervously, Megan did as she was told. Her head turned so she could watch Tony. He corrected her positioning instantly.
“Stretch your arms out in front of you and hold on to the headboard. I don’t want to see any pressure on those hands or wrists.” Always concerned about her safety and welfare, odd that consideration didn’t always extend to her ass, she thought.
Was he really going to put a plug in her? He had talked about ass play several times before and it excited her, but scared her, too. He was huge. No way was he fitting back there comfortably. At the same time, thinking about him stretching and filling her back there made her hot as hell. She watched him approach. She could make out a tube of lube in his hand but whatever else he held was hidden.
He sat behind her on the bed. “You look so hot like this, baby, so vulnerable and lovely in your submission. “ A hand swept over her ass, massaging, stimulating. He leaned forward and placed several kisses on one round, cheek. “I love you, baby. Now, you are going to feel something cold. It’s just the lube.”
She sucked in a breath and tensed as she heard the lid flip open on the lube and then a cold sensation at the top of her crack. He took a broad finger and spread a generous amount over her pucker and watched her little asshole wink in reaction.
“Relax.”
His fingertip then concentrated on working the lube inside her. She moaned as his broad finger went deeper, penetrating her up to his second joint before sliding back out. She felt his other hand against her pussy and a long finger dip inside.
“Ah, my baby likes this; you are gushing.”
The finger in her ass returned and slid in deeper. He twisted it, spreading the lube, coating her tight ass and retreated again. Both hands moved away briefly then she felt more lube applied. A second finger joined the one in her ass and he slowly penetrated. She sucked in more air as she felt a slight burn as she was stretched further.
“Just breathe, baby.”
In and out, he started a smooth, slow glide with his two fingers. For several minutes he kept at it then removed them. She whimpered, it was just starting to feel good when he stopped. He chuckled and his free hand came up to rub one luscious globe.
“Looks like I’ll have to find yet another form of punishment, hmmm? My baby likes ass play.”
A smooth, firm object slid against her stretched asshole spreading more of the cool gel, and then pushed steadily into her narrow opening.
“Breathe in and out, Megan. Bear down a little and it will make it easier.”
She tensed as she was stretched farther. She felt a pinch of pain. “Captain, it hurts.”
“That’s because you tensed up, Megan. Do as I say now. Breathe and bear down.”
Megan concentrated on her breathing and pushed down against the intruder. Amazingly, it slid deeper without more discomfort.
“Good girl, almost there.”
She felt it go deeper and wider then slide into position as her ass clenched around the narrow dip at the end near the base.
“How does that feel now, baby?”
“It burns a little and feels full.”
“Any pain?”
“No sir, it feels kind of nice.”
He chuckled again and kissed her prominent cheeks. “You are so responsive and accepting of just about everything. Perfect.” He moved up to lie next to her and brushed her hair back off her face.
“That plug is going to stay there tonight as a reminder, Megan. Who is in charge of your pleasure and pain?”
“You are, Captain. “
“Right. All you have to do is ask, baby. You have me wrapped around your little finger. I can barely say no to anything you ask of me, but I do require that you ask.” He kissed her deeply then.
“Welcome home, Captain.”
“Good to be home, Angel.” He gave her one more kiss before rising; he removed his jeans, and then moved behind her on his knees. “Now let’s proceed with that spanking. We should still be able to make our dinner reservations, hmm?”
She turned to look over her shoulder at him in horror. “With the plug in, Captain?”
“Well, of course, Megan.” He laughed delightedly at her horrified expression. “Otherwise, why put it in?”
He began to spank her naughty ass, slowly at first then building to a rapid pace. His wicked paddle couldn’t hurt much more than his big broad paddle-like hand. Ouch!
“I will make one concession, baby.…”
He laid down a rapid flurry of spanks covering her ass and upper thighs. She moaned as the spanking wiggled the plug in her ass. Suddenly, he stopped and his big cock was gliding in to her soaked pussy. “Ahhh, now I’m home,” he murmured as he entered, balls deep. As he started a deep glide in and out, he declared his generosity for the evening.
“I’m even gonna let you wear panties, tonight. Wouldn’t want that plug to slip out in the restaurant, would we?”
Megan could only try to catch her breath as he picked up his rhythm. His hands grabbed her hips as he really plunged deeper, harder, and faster. She dug her hands into the sheet and held on as her climax began to build. Then, suddenly he pulled out and was coming all over her freshly spanked ass. She felt the warm slide of his cum as he finished outside of her, the bastard! She screamed in frustration and wiggled her butt back against his thigh. She missed the feel of his cum inside her. A feeling she had enjoyed since they had given up condoms when she went on the pill following her injuries.
“Ah, ah, ah, Megan. This was punishment, remember. You had your fun before I arrived, if I remember correctly.” He landed a slap on her thigh as he moved away. “Now, clean up and get ready. We leave in thirty minutes.”
Bastard!
Chapter Twenty-two
She was stunning. She wore a slinky form-fitting wrap dress, a stunning color for her as the scarlet material accentuated her blonde hair, ruby red lips, and creamy white complexion. His mouth watered as she glided down the stairs in a stunningly high pair of red stilettos. He had reluctantly agreed to let her wear those damn high heels as long as he was escorting her. The hem in front where the wrapped material met made an intriguing inverted V giving a hint of creamy thigh as she walked. If she wasn’t careful, when she sat down it would slide above mid-thigh exposing a goodly amount of smooth skin.
His eyes traced her curvy hips and the draped material over her belly. The dress was tied at the side at her waist and hugged her luscious body to perfection. The side tie was a teasing invitation to any red-blooded male who wondered what bounty was beneath the red fabric and could be revealed with only a tug on the flimsy bow holding the dress together. He wondered what sexy lace and satin covered her body beneath the dress. Megan had some great lingerie, especially bras and panties, although he had to admit he didn’t let her leave the panties on for very long.
His eyes rose to the plungin
g neckline that revealed deep cleavage between her naturally rounded tits. The neckline, hem, and wrapped edges of the dress ended in a ruffle that drew the eyes to each of those delicious parts. Even her arms were bare and the sleeveless dress exposed her smooth, feminine, rounded shoulders and looked very sexy. Damn, she was hot! Megan had turned what would be a fairly conservative dress on a lesser-endowed woman into an erotic fantasy come to life.
She arrived at the bottom of the stairs and her eyes rose to meet his, searching for approval. He twirled a finger indicating she should turn around. Tony practically swallowed his tongue when she turned and he saw the back of her dress. It was made out of sheer scarlet material and Tony now saw why she jiggled seductively when she walked down those stairs. No bra. Damn! The smooth, pale skin of her back was revealed beneath the sheer fabric from shoulder to waist. Wow! He groaned when she lifted her arms and swept her hair up to give him the full effect of the back of her dress. He could see every inch and then some.
“Christ, Angel, you are so hot, you’re gonna cause a five alarm fire.” He moved close and his hands caressed her back before sliding around her sides and then back around to cup her full breasts. One hand dipped inside the wrapped material and grabbed a bare breast. He tweaked and rolled her nipple. She dropped her hands and slid them along his forearms, pressing his hands firmly against her as she arched her back. Her head fell back against his shoulder, her hair falling around them, releasing a cloud of her intoxicating scent. Her ass pressed against his hard cock that was already pressing painfully against his zipper.
He reluctantly removed his hands as he set her away from him, one hand steadying her at the waist while the other laid a sharp smack against her ass.
“Ouch.” Startled she turned toward him and looked to him in question.
“Naughty girl, remember you are being punished. We’ve got to go, Angel. No time to spank you for being such a bad girl or to fuck your sexy little body. Our friends will be waiting.” She smiled slyly, a spanking always turned her on, she found, even if it was with that awful paddle. The plug in her ass and her warm tingling cheeks had her pussy wet and her clit tingling with anticipation.
Shyly, she looked up at Tony and asked, “You can’t, um, see it, can you?”
Tony smiled and ordered, “Turn around, baby.” His eyes devoured her curvaceous backside. “Now, walk for me.” He held back a groan and adjusted himself as she walked across the room. He knew the small plug wasn’t noticeable despite the clingy fabric that hugged her magnificent ass. She turned and came back to him, pressing her palms against his broad chest and sliding them up around his neck.
“Only you and I will know that your ass is tightly plugged and your cheeks are pink and hot.” His low sexy voice flowed over her, reassuring her and turning her on at the same time. She leaned in and cuddled her soft tits against him. Sigh!
SMACK SMACK!
“Stop it. I mean it, Megan. We’re going to miss our reservation.”
He pulled her hands from around his neck. Grabbing one hand, he pulled her along to the garage, muttering, “God, I’ve created a sex maniac.”
Megan’s disappointed pout turned into a giggle as she ran along in his wake. She whispered, “You love it, Captain.”
He stopped suddenly and hauled her against his chest, capturing her mouth in a brief, but scorching kiss. Both hands slipped under her dress and grabbed handfuls of her warm naked ass. He squeezed and lifted her against his raging hard on. She gasped as the plug moved deep in her ass. When he lifted his head, he winked at her. “That I do, baby. That I do.”
Megan tried to keep up with the conversation as she sat on the usually comfortable, plush velvet chair at their favorite restaurant. But that wasn’t possible. She had a butt plug in her ass and her bottom felt raw and tender. The worst part, though, was her throbbing clit. She needed to come badly and Tony, the rat bastard, was having none of it. He seemed to be enjoying her discomfort. He patted her sore butt whenever he could, making sure he tapped the base of the butt plug that was protruding from her tender ass. Sitting with one inserted for the first time was a unique experience and a feat that she considered quite an accomplishment. Mmmmm. She had to admit it felt good to be full and stretched back there. God, she was such a slut. Who knew?
She gazed at the man next to her. Evil Tony Rossi had awakened her inner slut. She shook her head. He had turned her into a masochistic sex maniac and they both loved it. Her libido matched his for sure. While he was gone, she missed the twice a day orgasms and the attention he paid her pussy, tits and ass when they weren’t busy actually fucking. He was a very tactile man, always touching her, caressing, stroking, rubbing, patting, and pinching. Mmmmm! She really needed to come. She wiggled in her chair some more.
“Sit still, Megan.”
Caught, she looked at Tony as her eyes narrowed and she glared at her Dom. He frowned in return. Warned, she proceeded anyway, “That’s easier said than done, Captain.” Would she never learn to stop antagonizing the man?
“Uncomfortable, Angel?”
“You know that I am, sir.”
“Surprising, your tone doesn’t reflect that of a girl who wants to be taken care of later on, then does it?”
Shit! Surely he would give her some relief tonight. She’d go crazy. Just a few little flicks to her clit was all it would take. She was primed and ready.
“Sorry, Captain.”
She looked across the table at her dinner companions. Rick was amused and Regan looked at her in sympathy. She tried to collect herself and smooth her expression into that of a calm, serene and obedient submissive. Rick barked out in laughter and Regan shook her head in dismay.
“What?”
“They think it’s funny because you look like you want to strangle your Dom, baby. Hardly the expression of a woman who has submitted to her master.”
“Can I be excused to go to the ladies room, Sir?”
“Ha! Absolutely not. You’re gonna sit on that well spanked and plugged ass until we are finished. Now, sit there and eat your dinner.”
Megan gasped in embarrassment at what Tony had just revealed to her sister and brother-in-law. Tony’s only response was to raise that infuriating eyebrow, daring her to push him further. With a frustrated growl, Megan did as she was told. The table exploded into laughter at her expense.
“It’s so much fun to watch a newbie, Tony!”
“Rick!” Regan complained with a pout.
“But there is also something to be said about experience, too, honey.” He leaned over and nuzzled her neck, reassuring his submissive wife that he loved her. Regan gave him a little smile, but Megan saw a flicker of something else in her eyes. What? Concern? Worry? Guilt? Megan would have to explore that with her sister. But, not tonight. She had all she could do to hold it together.
“So, how are things going with Ramirez, Rick?” The sudden change in the conversation had all eyes turning to Rick.
“You’ve been out of town for a few days, Cap. But nothing much new is happening. Mostly Dex and I have been conferring with the rest of the team about how to proceed. The next few weeks are critical and if the information is correct, we will have some prime opportunities to shut down their operation.”
He shook his head slightly at Tony as the waiter came to the table and distracted the ladies by offering refills and dessert. Tony nodded. Obviously there was more to it but Rick didn’t want to upset the women. He would follow up with him later.
Regan frowned slightly. She knew Rick was withholding information. She was used to that, what with the nature of his business, but this concerned her sister. She felt that she and Megan had a right to be kept informed. Regan looked at her poor sister, who was occupied with her own distractions at the time. She wiggled as she declined the waiter’s offer of desert.
Rick asked when he moved away to get their check. “Are you two headed for the club?”
Megan’s head flew up. Tonight? He wouldn’t take her to the club tonight, with
a plug in her ass, surely.
“Not tonight, bud. She’s not quite ready for the club scene yet. Plus, I have to get my naughty sub home for the rest of her punishment.”
“What?” A startled Megan looked to her evil Dom in question. “What did I do?”
“Regan, care to offer any advice to your newbie sister?”
“Poor baby.” Regan looked at her little sister with sympathy and shook her head. “It really ticks them off when you sass them and glare at them, especially in public, Meg.”
Megan frowned again.
“Yep, that’s it, honey,” Rick stated with booming laughter at the expression on her face.
Tony leaned over and kissed her check. “You have a very expressive face, baby. Let’s go home.”
Chapter Twenty-three
It had been at least two weeks since her last punishment. She was doing so much better since she made an effort to drop the F-bomb. She had also written down the rules; there were so many of them, especially since it seemed like Tony added a few more every couple of days.
Despite it all, she was happy. More than she had ever been in her life. Then, why did she have to screw up today of all days? Tonight was the Halloween masquerade and the first trip for Megan to Tony’s club. He hadn’t been there in months and was anxious to return and show it off to her. Or if he was to be believed, show her off to the club. He was busy at work building his business, but he had told her that he and the other owners usually took turns at the club with security, often serving as Dungeon Monitors on a rotating basis on special event nights or when some of the regular DM’s were off on assignment. Tony had been exempt from DM duty during her recovery from the abduction. Tony explained that the owners often took a break while training a new sub.
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