“Just idle threats, I take it. Well, maybe I should give you something to ring her about.” He backed up to her side and leant over her to cradle her vagina in his palm. Very softly, he began to pat her with his fingertips making contact with her clit. There wasn’t even a sting, but the constant patting soon became frustratingly arousing, with Mairead pushing back to encourage a harder contact.
“Stay still,” James demanded, maintaining the delicate pats. “And take your spanking like a good girl.”
“That’s not a spanking,” Mairead complained.
“On the contrary, I’ll think you’ll find this treatment most punitive by the time I’m finished, which won’t be anytime soon.”
As James continued, he intermittently dipped his fingers into the wetness flowing from her, causing her to try and impale herself onto them.
“Uh, uh,” he said, giving her a hard tap. “You’re interrupting my performance. Just another five minutes and I should have it perfected, and then you need to rest.”
“I don’t need a rest.”
“I’ll decide what you need, thank you. We’re home now and I think some orientation is needed to remind you of certain rules in this house, the number one being that I say what goes, and you do as you’re told, little girl, or there will be consequences.”
Mairead stifled a giggle. “So orientate me.”
“Oh, I will,” James replied ominously. “And that smart remark just earned you a plug in your bottom… the big one.”
Frowning, she turned to peer at him. “So plugs aren’t out?”
“No, they’re in, especially later, when you’re sitting on your stool in the corner, writing an essay on the dangers of making assumptions.”
“Essay?” she groaned. “James, I was only teasing…”
“I know,” James grinned. “But ignoring your naughty behaviour, pretend or not, would only encourage it and it’s for your own good that I demonstrate that your discipline will not be neglected at any time. Now get back in place and keep that bottom pushed out.”
He began to concentrate the taps on her clit, until she was groaning. Five minutes felt like an hour and she was breathless by the time he stopped. Her vagina felt engorged and the pulse in her clit was driving her insane.
“Bedtime,” James whispered into her ear, before adding with a grin, “And I’ll stay with you, watching over you, just in case your hands start to wander.”
“James, I wasn’t trying to get a real punishment. I was just trying to liven things up for our homecoming, thinking we might have a little fun.”
“And I’m thoroughly enjoying myself,” he replied. “I’ll even let you bring me some relief with your mouth before your nap, so we’re not both all worked up.”
Mairead straightened up and pouted at him. James grinned and took her by the hand, leading her to the bedroom.
“Don’t be grumpy,” he remarked as they entered the room. “I also reward good behaviour. An hour’s nap will do you the world of good, and after you’ve written a thousand word essay, I’ll make you a cup of tea and give you a foot rub. For now, strip off the rest of your clothes and get into position, while I get your plug.”
Mairead sulked more at seeing their bed, having imagined them rolling about in it, with their hot and sweaty bodies entwined. Removing her t-shirt and bra, she pulled back the covers and knelt upright, leaning against the headboard with knees wide apart and her bottom thrust out.
James returned and sat down. “Good girl. You’re learning quickly.”
James applied lube to the cone shaped plug and set it down on a square of plastic-backed napkin. Next he applied lube to his fingers, before standing up to lean over her. Mairead winced as she felt his hand pull back her cheek and his fingertip touch her anus. It only aroused her more as it penetrated her.
Glancing down, she saw the enormous plug that would follow, with a large ball on its end that would stick out between her cheeks and annoy the hell out of her later. In frustration, she punched the bedhead.
“Are we going to have a tantrum as well?” James asked in that annoying paternal voice, as his finger withdrew from her.
“No, Sir,” she snapped. “As far as I’m concerned, you can’t stick that plug up my arse soon enough, and are you quite sure you found the biggest one? I’d certainly hate to be deprived of total humiliation and pain.”
There was no reply, and Mairead bit her lip. “I’m sorry, James.”
When the silence continued, she summoned the courage to slowly turn her head to look at him, with as much remorse as she could summon. James was looking at her, his body shaking with silent laughter.
“Don’t you ever doubt my performance,” he told her sternly. “Or my ability to soundly discipline you when needed. Now, do you want to continue with your tantrum, or would you like me to fuck you?”
Mairead gasped and stared at him. “Oh, my god, you beat me at my own game.”
“And I always will, baby.” He began to undo his belt and jeans. “You will still be doing some naked corner time later, with your plug sitting snugly in your bottom, purely because I’ve missed seeing that, but right now I have more urgent needs to deal with.”
“God, I love you,” Mairead beamed.
“I love you too, baby.”
“Even when I’m naughty?”
James grinned widely. “Especially when you’re naughty.”
Mairead marvelled as she watched him strip off his clothes, yearning to get her hands on his body. He looked amused by her obvious lust.
“Get on your back,” he ordered. “Hands over your head.”
She complied and watched him as he came to bend over her and reach to the headboard. Her vagina clenched as she listened to the restraints being drawn out from their tucked away hiding space.
Once her wrists were bound together, James grinned down at her. “Your duty right now is to lie there and be fucked and loved. Do you think you can obey that simple command?”
She grinned. “I’ll do my best, Sir.”
“Good.” His eyes wandered down and he took her breast in his hand, caressing her stiffened nipple. “Definitely bigger.”
Her mouth was next to get his attention. The passionate kiss had his tongue pushing deeply inside and her lips taken gently between his teeth. His hand roamed down, gliding over her breast and down to the swell of her abdomen.
Climbing onto the bed, he held his upper body over her on strong arms, lowering himself to suck and lick her nipples. Mairead softly moaned in desperation for him. Her belly received kisses of pure affection before he climbed between her legs and rose up on his knees, grinning at her.
“Tell me what you want me to do you.”
“Fuck me,” Mairead gasped. “Fuck me hard… please, James.”
“We’ll see.” He grasped the calves of her legs and lifted them up, spreading them widely and gently pushing them back over her body. He rubbed his erection against her heated sex. “This what you want, baby?”
“Yes, inside of me, pounding me.”
He looked down and studied his cock, slowly penetrating and filling her. He kept watching as he moved in and out of her with a languorous cadence. Mairead grinned, knowing how much he loved to watch himself fucking her. Any attempt by her to speed up the process was met with a stern reprimand and those dark eyes boring into her.
“Keep still, or you’ll get your clit spanked for another five minutes.” He continued his slow torment, grinning and wincing as her inner muscles clenched him. “Fuck, you feel good.”
He bent forward allowing her legs to rest on his shoulders, and came back over her, curling her tighter.
“Is that alright?”
“Oh, god, yes”
He rocked his hips faster, spurred on by the deeper penetration until he was thrusting into her powerfully. Mairead arched her back and moaned in ecstasy. Her eyes came open and she looked at him.
“I want the plug in. I want my bottom filled while you fuck me.”
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nbsp; James gasped, not ready to slow down, but certainly excited by her request. “You sure, babe?”
“Yes.”
He moved quickly, pulling out as Mairead kept her body curled. Applying more lube, James pulled back on one cheek and pushed the plug against her anus. She was relaxed by her own desperate arousal and James grinned as he slowly pushed the plug into her. As the widest part went in, he saw the worry in her face.
“So the bad little girl has to have her bottom filled, while her cunt gets a pounding? Maybe you’ll think twice before getting pertinent to me, young lady.”
It was enough. James knew that making it disciplinary was enough to encourage her. Mairead gasped and pushed herself against the plug. James watched it get swallowed up, leaving the round ball end sticking out.
He came back over her. “How is that feeling?”
“Tight,” she grinned.
“Going to get tighter,” he grinned back as he slowly pushed his cock back into her. His expression became intense. “Fuck that feels good.”
Mairead was already lost to her pending climax, her moans drowning him out as her hips began to buck. She yelled, demanding to be fucked, as James readily obliged. Her profanity was soon seized by a gasp as they climaxed together, still moving their bodies against one another, until they slowly came down from their high.
James hovered over her, searching her face anxiously. “Still with me, baby?”
Mairead grinned. “I’m fucking marvellous.”
“We really have to do something about that mouth of yours,” he laughed.
“You could put your cock in it and let me clean it off for you.”
James laughed and shook his head. “I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but I think being pregnant makes you even hornier than usual.”
“I think so too. Can we go again?”
“No,” he replied sternly, and laughing. “You and the baby need some rest.”
Mairead was about to pout when the chime from the box on the wall caught their attention.
“Are you kidding?” she groaned. “I don’t want visitors.”
James got up and quickly pulled on underwear and jeans. “I’ll go see who it is. You can stay in bed if you want.”
She thought about it, but as James went out, Mairead realised she wanted to explore her home again and feel the joy of being back in it. Hurrying to the bathroom, she removed the plug and got under the shower.
She was getting dressed, when James returned. “You have a visitor you might want to see. I’ll leave them with you while I have my shower.”
“Really?”
“Just get out there and try to be a welcoming host.”
Mairead grumbled to herself about wet hair and no make-up as she made her way to the lounge. She stopped in her tracks as Dylan rose from a chair. For a moment she just stared at him, and then tried to think of something smart to say. In the end, she flew at him and seized him in a desperate embrace.
Dylan frowned, putting his arms around her as she wept into his t-shirt.
She gently pulled away, wiping at her tears. “Stupid hormones making me a bit dramatic of late.”
“You’re certainly fatter,” he grinned.
Mairead eyed him with a mock glare. “And you’re no better looking, just older.”
Dylan laughed. “Good to see some things never change.”
Her face became sombre. “Is it really over now?”
“Yes, just some loose ends to tie up to make everyone happy and thank you for agreeing to see Adele.”
“I thought it might help both of us. I was stunned that she confessed to everything, until I heard you had a hand in that.”
“I just gave her time to think about what her actions had cost her.”
“She lost everything she loved, her parents, her career... Detective Cooper says that I could have a lot of influence over her sentencing which was more power than I wanted, but when I thought about it, I can’t find it in me to see her suffer any more. I really feel sorry for her.”
Dylan smiled. “You’re not a vindictive person.”
“Don’t you believe it,” Mairead remarked. “Give me half an hour alone with Asya and you’d see an entirely different side of me.”
“And no-one would blame you.”
“And what about you?” Mairead looked up at him, beaming. “Vanessa and Yvette told us all about Lena and I was completely mind-blown. My god, Dylan, you big old romantic and what a love story.”
Dylan smirked and sat down. “Don’t get too excited.”
“Are you kidding?” Mairead became animated again. She climbed onto the couch, kneeling to study him. “That is like the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard, and here’s me thinking you were just an old, sexual pervert with control issues and a shady past.”
He chuckled. “Thanks, Mairead, I think highly of you too.”
“So where is Lena now? Why aren’t you two off in some exotic location rolling about like a couple of teenagers?”
“It isn’t that simple.”
Mairead sat down on the couch. “What’s not simple about it? You’re reunited with the woman you love. So now you sweep her off her feet and spend the rest of your lives making each other happy.”
“I’ve had a lot to do these past days, and probably should have returned to her sooner. When I did go to see her, she’d moved out and instructed her daughter not to tell anyone where she is, including me.”
“So you fucked up, but you can’t tell me you don’t know where she is.”
“I know where she is. Greta went against her mother’s wishes and told me anyway, but I’m not about to force myself on her. Lena has obviously had a change of heart and doesn’t see a future with me, and I accept that.”
“Did she tell you that?”
:”She didn’t need to. We had an incident happen before we parted, and I said some mean things to her. I came back for her, later than I should have. She was gone and I got the message loud and clear.”
“No,” Mairead insisted. “You don’t know that, and at the very least you deserve a definitive answer, unless you’re too afraid to get one.”
“Anyway, I came here to see how you’re doing.”
Mairead laughed. “Forget about me. Let’s talk about Lena.”
“No.” He looked long and hard at her. “We need to talk about what you did and what it cost you, and I hardly know where to begin.”
“Then don’t,” she smiled. “I’m not denying that I have a long road to recovery ahead of me, and I’m not as stubborn anymore to believe I can do it alone. Now, I have more reason than ever to do what’s best for me.”
“Mairead,” Dylan said gently. “I let you down. I wasn’t there for you and if anything had happened, it would have been my responsibility alone.”
“But that’s just it,” she remarked. “I did do it alone for a while and I survived, and I always knew you would get there eventually.”
“You didn’t know that.”
“I didn’t have a choice,” she said. “Giving up wasn’t an option. I had to fight back.”
Dylan nodded sombrely. “When Tammy was killed, I don’t know what happened to me. The anger was there, but the fight was gone, and I was prepared to give up. I couldn’t deal with that level of grief, and I had Adele... It was only when I realised what you were doing... I felt fucking ashamed, and I’m sorry, Mairead.”
“Just know that you don’t need to say that to me,” she smiled. “I was cut up about Tammy as well, but I couldn’t imagine what you were going through.”
“Yvette is planning a memorial for her in a few weeks, where I will be saying goodbye… to everyone.”
Mairead gasped quietly. “You’re leaving?”
He nodded. “If anything good has come of this, it’s that I’ve had time to look back on my life and face the mistakes that have cost people their lives.”
“So all the good you’ve done doesn’t count?” Mairead asked.
“There was
nothing ever noble or selfless behind what I did. It was always to benefit myself. You saw right through me, Mairead.”
“Yeah, I did,” she nodded. “I saw this tough, controlling, arrogant man who cared a hell of a lot about people he barely knew. It’s just that he wouldn’t allow anyone to get too close.”
“Tammy died because of me,” he reminded her. “And you and Esther went through hell. I don’t know when some other arsehole is going to come along wanting revenge for something I did years ago. It’s too easy to find me now and when they finally do put a bullet in me, I don’t want anyone else to be in the firing line.”
“But what about Lena?”
Dylan frowned and shook his head. “I can’t give her the life she deserves. She has Greta back with her now and she’s whole lot safer without me.”
“How do you know that? You can’t protect her from life. I found that out the hard way. You and James couldn’t be there and I had to go it alone. There is so much you can’t protect Lena from, but you can still be there for her. Sometimes that’s all we need, is knowing we have the support of people who love us, even if they’re not right there beside us.”
“And what if she doesn’t want to be with me anymore? I went back. She didn’t want to see me and I need to respect that.”
“Or you need to find out why.”
“I know why. She finally knows what a prick I am. Why the fuck would she want to be with me?”
“You could ask James the same thing. Why the hell would he want to be with me after what I’ve put him through?”
At that moment, James entered the lounge, grinning. “Because you’ve got the sexiest arse in the world.”
“That’s not helping, James,” she glared at him. “I’m trying to be serious here.”
“So was I. You have a great arse. I love it.”
Dylan laughed. “Exactly. Men are easy to please. Women want something reliable.”
“What a crock,” Mairead scoffed angrily. “Women don’t want safe or reliable. They want to be loved and cherished and made to feel that their wanted more than anything or anyone in the world. You left her behind in Ukraine and I can’t imagine how much that must have hurt her. From what Yvette’s told me, she still loves you after nineteen years. I can’t believe you wouldn’t honour that and fight for her, after you’ve fought for everything else. That would make you a total prick.”
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