Open Doors (Suncoast Society #27)(15)

“I said open wide.” She heard the wzhip of the cane just before it bit into the backs of her thighs, making her cry out before he leaned in and licked her clit and * again.

He kept this game up for a while, the next several cane strokes not nearly as hard as the first one, just enough to keep her attention and help keep her from coming.

Reaching in, he tugged on the base of the butt plug, making her moan. “What do you think, slave? You ready to take me?”

“Yes…Sir…”

He played with it some more, tugging, pressing, not quite f*cking her with it. “You suuure?”

“Yes Sir.”

She felt something pressing at the entrance of her *, and then he was sliding it inside her. Only after she heard the noise did she realize it was an inflatable vibrating dildo. He took his time, licking her clit on occasion as he filled her with the device, stretching her to what felt impossibly full, but she knew differently.

This wasn’t her first rodeo with the man.

Finally, satisfied it was inside her and not going anywhere, he sat up and got the butt plug removed. After taking it into the bathroom, he returned and lay on the bed, rolling a condom onto his stiff cock before slathering it with lube.

“You know what to do.”

On wobbly legs, she managed to sit up and straddle him, impaling her ass on his cock, watching his gorgeous green eyes as she felt his cock replace the butt plug inside her.

“Good girl,” he said, reaching up to switch on the vibrator.

She moaned.

“That’s right, baby,” he said. “You want them, you’ll have to earn them. You can keep coming as long as you’re f*cking my cock.” He grinned. “Start riding.”

He added pinching her nipples to the mix, sending her over the edge as she started bouncing up and down on his cock. She suspected he was at the edge of his energy. Like this, it wouldn’t take long for him to get off, between the sadism and the tightness of her ass clamped around his cock. Sure enough, she heard his breath quicken.

“That’s it, baby,” he hoarsely said. “Keep doing that.”

She bounced harder, faster, despite barely being able to think with how hard she was now coming. Finally, he released her nipples and grabbed her hips, thrusting up hard inside her several times as he emptied his balls inside the condom.

She slumped over him, forcing him to feel for the switch to the vibrator to shut it off.

“I think we need a shower now,” he joked.

“Maybe,” she mumbled, content to fall asleep right there, like that, despite knowing she’d be sore and itchy as hell in the morning.

He gently poked her shoulder. “Sweetie, we need a shower now.”

“Ugh.”

She didn’t move.

He let out a sigh. “Please don’t make me tickle you.”

She sat up. “I’m up.”

He deflated the dildo and when she rose up onto her knees, he pulled it from her as his limp cock slid out of her ass.

“Okay, I guess we need a shower,” she said.

“Duh.”

Twenty minutes later, the toys were clean, they were clean, and they were snuggled back in bed.

And Marcia felt decidedly sleepy this time, with the nicely stinging cane stripes across her ass and thighs.

He kissed her. “Better?”

“Much,” she mumbled. “I needed that.”

“Sorry we didn’t get to play tonight.”

“Don’t worry. I figured that would happen.”

“I didn’t. I thought we’d at least be able to play.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not.”

She looked up. “Derrick, if you’re trying for pillow talk, you’re failing miserably.”

“I want this to be fun for us, too.”

“I know you do, and I appreciate it, but let’s be realistic. Until we figure out what we’re doing and work out a routine, and get more volunteers, we’ll be shouldering the major burden. It’s okay.”

“I guess I thought once the initial work was done it’d get easier.”

She lifted her head. “Really?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, I knew we’d still have stuff to do, but I thought it’d get at least marginally easier.”

They obviously weren’t going to sleep until he got this out of his system. “Look, I knew it would be work. It will continue to be work. Eventually, it’ll get to a point where yes, we can play, too. Right now, I’m okay with this. I saw how much fun people were having. It was great energy. Everyone had a blast. Julie and I are going to send out follow-up e-mails asking for suggestions. I’m okay with this.”

“Are you sure?” He sounded far from convinced.

“Have I ever hesitated to speak my mind before?”

“True.”

“You can feel guilty all you want but it’s wasted energy. I appreciate you feeling guilty, but you don’t need to.” She laid her head on his chest. “I think what we’re doing is a good thing. I’m glad we’re doing this.”

“I couldn’t have done it without you, you know.”

She smiled. “I know. But it’s nice to hear you say it. Now, go to sleep, and no waking me up before coffee, unless you want to risk the wrath of a really grumpy slave tomorrow.”