by Anthology
It took a little maneuvering, but I worked her skirt up her hips to her waist, exposing her naked backside. I cupped my hand and took a solid swat to her left cheek.
She released a small squeak, so I brought my hand down on her right one as well. This time her only reaction was to press her thighs together.
“Does my bad girl like being spanked?”
“Yes, Sir,” she choked out as I landed several more hits to her perky ass.
Snaking my hand between her legs, I glided my fingers over her wet pussy. “Spread your legs.”
She complied instantly.
I knelt down between her legs and ran my hands over her reddened ass, kneading her cheeks. Her pussy glistened inches in front of me and all I could think about was tasting her, so that’s exactly what I did.
Lily gasped and then hummed as my tongue traced the outside of her lips before dipping inside. I licked and sucked everywhere but where I knew she wanted it most, but I knew once I reached her clit she’d go off like a rocket. She’d been simmering for the past two hours. It was time for her to boil over.
Spreading her lips apart, I ran the tip of my tongue from back to front, but this time I took her clit between my lips and sucked. Lily tensed for all of ten seconds before releasing a high-pitched squeal that was barely audible.
I stood, took hold of her hips, and lined up my cock. Without giving her time to come back down from her high, I sank deep inside her.
Considering I’d come less than fifteen minutes ago, it didn’t take long for the telltale sign of my orgasm to present itself. I leaned forward and grabbed hold of her ponytail with one hand while finding her clit with the other. The couch moved with the force of my thrusts, but it felt amazing.
Lily’s muscles clenched, letting me know she was close. I tightened my hold on her hair and redoubled my efforts on her clit.
“Come for me, Lily. I want to feel your pussy milking me.”
I took her clit between my fingers and pinched.
Her body began to shake, and then I felt what I’d been waiting for. Her entire body clenched and released over and over again as I came to my own finish, spilling my cum inside her.
As soon as I caught my breath, I checked in with her. “How you doing?”
“My bones feel like jelly.”
I chuckled. “My legs aren’t doing much better.”
Reaching for the ropes, I untied her and rubbed the marks from her wrists before helping her to stand. I cupped her face between my hands and brushed my lips against hers. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
She leaned against me as we made our way into the bathroom. I made sure the lid was down on the toilet before guiding her over to sit while I got the shower started.
When the water was warm enough, I laid out some towels and helped her into the shower. Lily leaned against me, her eyelids heavy. The cabin provided soap, shampoo, and conditioner to its guests and I decided to use them rather than go digging through our bags.
Lily rested her head on my chest as I removed the hairband from her long red tresses and angled us under the spray to get her hair wet. After reaching for the shampoo, I began massaging it into her scalp.
“I thought I was supposed to be responsible for bathing this weekend?” she mumbled against my chest.
I grinned. “Are you disagreeing with your Dom’s aftercare?”
She cuddled closer. “No, Sir. Not at all.”
I tilted her head back to rinse the soap from her hair. “Don’t worry. You’ll have plenty of chances to serve me this weekend. In whatever capacity I choose.”
Lily gazed up at me with a lazy smile on her face. “I like the sound of that.”
I kissed the tip of her nose and grabbed the conditioner. Lily’s hair fell in gentle waves when she wore it down. She’d shown me pictures from high school when she’d cut it into a short bob and I was glad she’d decided to let it grow out after she graduated. One of my favorite things to do was run my fingers through it.
When I began working the shower gel over her body, Lily started to perk up a little. “May I, Sir?”
I squeezed a dollop of gel into her hand and watched as she rubbed her hands together and then began running them up and down my back and ass. We stood there touching and cleaning until the water turned tepid. I made sure we were both rinsed and then turned off the water.
After we’d dried off, I led her upstairs to get dressed. I’d laid out an outfit I wanted her to wear. We wouldn’t be going out tonight and my choice of attire reflected that. She stood at the end of the bed, gazing at my selection.
“Problem?” I asked.
“No, Sir.” Lily ran her hand over the sheer material before picking it up. The nightie was black and completely see-through. It also had slits over the area that covered her tits for easy access. I’d forgone the minuscule panties that came with the outfit, choosing to stuff them in my pocket instead. She’d need them when we sat down for dinner.
While she got dressed, I slipped into a clean pair of jeans and took a few minutes to set out some things I’d need later tonight. She was watching me when I turned around. I crossed over to her and pressed my hand to the small of her back. “Let’s see what we can make for dinner.”
Halfway down the stairs I got an idea that brought a smile to my face. Lily and I were going to have so much fun this weekend.
Lily
“Can I help?” I asked as Logan moved around in the small kitchen.
He shot me an amused grin. We both knew how useless I was in the kitchen. “Why don’t you see if you can find something for us to listen to on the radio?”
I nodded and went to the bookshelf on the other side of the room where the small radio was. There weren’t a lot of options, but eventually I found a station that played something decent. “This okay?”
“Not much to choose from, I guess. That’s the price you pay for being out this far.” Logan sprinkled something on top of the beef and then placed the tray in the oven.
“It’s beautiful here, though.”
He grinned as he pulled another pan from one of the cabinets. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I love it. Of course, I’d love just about anywhere as long as it was just the two of us.” Maybe that sounded cheesy, but it was the truth. Logan was so much more to me than my lover and my Dom. He added something to my life that I’d never experienced before. I couldn’t imagine it being any different.
“I feel the same way, babe.”
Since he was busy with dinner, I scanned over the bookshelves while humming along to the music. They had a lot of the classics: The Great Gatsby, 1984, Wuthering Heights, and even Pride and Prejudice. I let my fingers linger over the last one. Pride and Prejudice was one of those books everyone told me I should read but I never had.
“Find something interesting?” Logan whispered in my ear from behind me.
I shrugged. “Maybe. I’ve just never been a big fan of the classics and that seems to be the majority of what they have here.”
He wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing my back against his chest. “Good thing we’re not here to read, then.”
Logan began nibbling on my earlobe and I snuggled against him. “A very good thing.”
Ever so slowly, he inched one hand between my legs. I opened them to give him better access.
Without warning, he retracted his hand and brought it back down hard on my clit. I jerked because it was so unexpected.
He chuckled. “Go set the table for us.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He hadn’t released me, so I remained where I was.
“Sir?”
I felt him grin against my skin, and then he let me go.
With no idea what that was about and not sure I wanted to know, I set the table.
When everything was ready, he brought the food over and placed it onto the small wooden surface. Logan sat down and motioned for me to stand beside him. He dug into his pocket and pulled out the panties that went wit
h the nightie I was wearing. “I think you might need these.”
I’d been wondering if he’d have me sit down without any barrier between me and the chair. Apparently not.
Logan held the panties down near my ankles. I stepped into them and he shimmied them up my legs until they were in place. “Don’t get too comfortable in those. You’re only wearing them until we’re finished with dinner.”
I smiled back at him and looked at the chair that would be mine. “May I sit, Sir?”
He shook his head. “Serve me first. Then you may sit down and serve yourself.”
As I reached for the meat, Logan ran his hand up the back of my thigh. His touch was gentle yet possessive, like he was admiring what was his. It sent a thrill through me. I loved being his.
Once I had food on his plate, he dropped his hand and I went to take my seat. Even with the panties, I was acutely aware of how little I was wearing and how near he was. I craved times like this when all I had to think about was him… us.
Don’t get me wrong, I loved my job. It was everything I’d always dreamed of in a career. I had an entire team that reported to me. Really, I couldn’t have asked for a sweeter gig, but it made times like this with Logan all the more precious to me. Here I could let go and not worry about much of anything except him.
“What are you thinking so hard about over there?” he asked.
I looked over at him and grinned. “I was thinking about how much I love our time together like this.”
He brushed the back of his fingers along the side of my face. “I never thought I’d enjoy some of the kinky stuff we’ve done together.”
“I’m glad you do.”
“Me, too.” Logan grazed his fingertips down my neck to my breast. He rubbed back and forth over my nipple several times, pinched, and then removed his hand altogether.
I bit the inside of my cheek as I tried to breathe through my body’s reaction.
When Logan was done eating, he pushed his chair back and stood. “Finish eating, clean up, and then meet me upstairs.”
He gave me a quick kiss before jogging up the stairs. I knew he was preparing the space. The bed had wooden spindles along the headboard, which created lots of options. Thinking about it made me want to forgo the rest of my meal and rush up to him. I knew better than to do that, though.
It was another twenty minutes before I’d finished eating and cleaned up. By the time I began my ascent of the stairs my heart was pounding with excitement.
Logan must have heard me coming because he was waiting for me at the top of the stairs. He stood there in nothing but his jeans, looking at me with a hooded gaze that had my nipples hardening. The sight of him made my mouth water. He was sexy as hell under normal circumstances. In Dom mode, he made me want to fall into a puddle at his feet.
He offered me his hand and I took it.
The walk over to the end of the bed was short. The upstairs of the cabin wasn’t large and the bed took up most of the space.
There was a bunch of rope lying on the end of the bed. He led me over to stand in front of it. “Give me your wrists.”
I held my hands out in front of me, palms together.
He picked up the rope and began wrapping it around my wrists. I sighed and closed my eyes as I allowed myself to get pulled into the feeling of being bound. Logan knew how much I loved rope, so he’d been practicing. I looked forward to the day when he’d be able to put me in a full body harness.
When my wrists were secure, he took the long length of what was left and walked to the head of the bed. “Climb onto the mattress facing the headboard.” He patted the end of the bed to indicate where he wanted me.
I followed his instructions. The bed was soft, but not so much that I sank down and wasn’t able to move. That is, until Logan tugged on the rope hard enough that I fell forward. Without the aid of my arms to support me, I landed face-first on the mattress with a slight bounce.
He ran a hand through my hair, brushing it away from my face. “You okay?”
“Yes, Sir.” Logan was still new to this and he tended to check in with me a lot when we played. I understood why he did it, but in this case, he didn’t need to worry.
Satisfied I wasn’t about to safeword on him, Logan tied the rope to the bed. I still had a lot of room for movement considering he’d tied it to the headboard and I was lying on the bottom half of the mattress.
He skimmed his hand down the length of my back as he strolled to the end of the bed. “Let’s get these off. They’re going to be in my way.”
Very slowly he removed the panties he’d put on me downstairs. I heard him inhale. “Such a naughty girl. You’ve gotten your panties all dirty.”
The next thing I knew, he had his hand in my hair and was turning my head to the side. My sheer black panties appeared in front of my face. He brought them to my nose and I could smell myself. I’d worn them for no more than thirty minutes and yet they were saturated with my scent.
“Open,” he commanded.
I did so without thinking.
Seconds later, Logan shoved the panties into my mouth. There wasn’t a lot of fabric, so it wasn’t enough to gag me, but that wasn’t the point. I could taste myself and it was incredibly hot.
He reached for something beside the bed, but I couldn’t see what it was until he knelt down. A pair of nipple clamps attached to a chain were in his hands. I felt myself getting wet just thinking about them.
Closing my eyes, I savored the feel of the clamps as they pressed against first one nipple and then the other. He tightened each of them until I sucked in a breath. Then he reached between my legs and began circling my clit. Was he going to make me come already? It wouldn’t take much.
Right as I was starting to climb that peak, I felt something that wasn’t his fingers on either side of my clit. A second passed before a jolt of pain caused me to jerk and lose my focus. I dug my nails into the palms of my hands as he tightened a clamp onto my clit.
Chapter 4
Logan
I heard her gasp as the clamp closed down on her clit. She’d brought it up a month or so ago, but we hadn’t tried it. I thought this weekend was a perfect time. This trip was all about us and we were going to indulge ourselves.
Running a soothing hand along her hip, I waited until she adjusted to the new sensation before I continued. Lily had been playing for several years… since her first boyfriend. I tried not to think about her other partners. Especially since one of them happened to be my best friend.
The muscles in her legs relaxed some and I knew she was ready. Going to the toy bag I’d brought with us, I pulled out the butt plug and lube along with a latex glove.
When I returned to stand behind her on the bed she was in the same position I’d left her in. “Doing all right?”
She nodded. It was all she could do with the panties stuffed in her mouth.
After placing the items down on the mattress, I put the glove on and squirted a generous amount of lube on my fingers. Lily’s ass was staring up at me and I used my uncovered hand to spread her cheeks. She knew what was coming.
I slid one finger inside, making sure to coat her walls with the lube while I eased in and out. As I felt her relax, I added a second finger then a third. I could tell she was getting into it when she began pushing back against my fingers.
Continuing to pump her ass with my fingers, I grabbed the butt plug with my free hand and covered it with lube. I lined it up and removed my fingers at the same time I pressed the tip inside. It was slightly larger than my three fingers, but not overly so. I knew Lily could take it.
She released a soft moan as the plug seated itself into her ass with the jewel adorning her luscious backside. I took the opportunity to give the butt plug a little whack, which gifted me yet another extremely arousing sound from Lily.
Once that was done I went to get my new flogger. I couldn’t wait to try it out on her.
Because it was heavier than what we normally played with, I began
slowly drawing the falls along her back and down her legs. She shivered as the leather tickled her skin. Lily had the whitest flesh I’d ever seen and it marked easily. I knew the moment I flicked my wrist and brought the flogger down with any degree of force that it would leave a nice red mark. No need to rush, though. We had all night.
I nudged her legs farther apart and concentrated my attentions on her ass, pussy, and the inside of her thighs. She giggled as I brushed the falls back and forth over a particularly sensitive area.
The sound quickly changed into something much more carnal when I took hold of the butt plug and gave it a slight twist. I loved toying with her. The fact that she enjoyed it, too, was the icing on the cake.
Deciding to keep her off guard, I rested the flogger on her ass while I knelt down between her legs to flick my tongue against her clit. I felt her body tense as she released a shuddering breath.
Shifting the focus of my mouth slightly north, I traced her lips with my tongue while tugging on the chain that attached the clamps to both her nipples and her clit. Lily’s breathing picked up and moisture coated my tongue. My girl was enjoying herself.
I grinned and stood, picking the flogger back up from its resting place along the top of her ass. This time I didn’t tease. I landed a solid blow to her spread backside, making sure to hit her pussy.
As I alternated strikes to her ass, thighs, and pussy, I watched as her skin grew perceptibly redder. She started rocking her body, anticipating the flogger.
I positioned the handle between both my hands and began twirling it. The falls grazed her reddened flesh ever so slightly, causing a much different sensation to when I’d tickled her with the leather before. She sank down lower, almost as if she wanted to melt into the mattress.
It was time to change things up again. I repositioned my hands so that one still skimmed the flogger along her ass and legs. With the other, I reached down and gripped the chain. I made sure I had a secure hold on it and then jerked hard enough to pull the clamps free.
