The Dark Forest: A Collection Of Erotic Fairytales(96)

“Please!” she shrieked, the pain a new experience for her.

“I do so love a girl who begs for more,” Drake said, purposefully misinterpreting her plea, the flogger snapping again and again against her bottom, each fall landing with precision in the crack of her ass as well as on the stretched skin of her pucker holding the plug. Seeing it clench even tighter, he grinned. She might be writhing but at least there was little chance she’d disobey and lose the plug.

“Regina, who owns this ass?”

“You do, Master.”

“Who does that stretched little pucker belong to?”

“It belongs to you, Master.”

“And what shall you do when I decide to replace that little plug with my cock?”

“Submit, Master!”

He grinned, wondering if despite the sincerity of her tone, if she truly would submit without whining. But knew beyond a doubt that while she might consider herself unable to enjoy anal sex, he knew she would be anal erotic. A woman didn’t push a finger into her asshole unless she was extremely curious as to how it would feel. When he’d watched the video and saw the finger slipping, not a little bit, but fully into her ass, he’d known she was not only ready… he considered it an actual plea for her Master to claim her most intimate opening as well.

He painted the backs of her thighs and moved the strokes from her shoulders to the swell of her bottom. Stepping back, he looked at his submissive. Red stripes covered most of her body and though he knew they’d soon fade, he admitted that she’d never looked more beautiful than she did at this moment. Naked, clamped, plugged and striped, she was the perfect picture of a well punished submissive. Moving again, he dropped the flogger onto the table and cupped her face in his palms. Tears stained her cheeks and yet her eyes met his without hesitation.

“Than… thank you, Master.”

“You’re welcome, my love.” His kissed her and her response was instant as she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to dip inside. Her moan was one of desperation… of need. His hands moved to cup her breasts, lifting them, his thumbs rubbing against the clamps. He swallowed her moan as she attempted to press closer to him. Releasing her mouth, he waited until she caught her breath before saying, “Take a deep breath. This is going to hurt.” Once she had, he opened the clamps, pulling them from her nipples. She screamed, her body jerking hard. “Shh,” he said, moving to lick each nipple, soothing the pain of the swollen little buds. Reaching between her legs, he took hold of the dildo. “Push,” he instructed, helping her release the rubber, grinning at how incredibly slick it was after it dropped into his hand. The anal plug was harder to remove, her face turning scarlet as she attempted to push it out. As well seated as it was, it took a few minutes and several moans before she gave another shriek as her sphincter was forced to stretch wide again as the wide bulb was finally rejected. Her body sagged as much as the rope would allow once her body was free of his toys. It took only another few minutes to lower her and release the rope and remove her cuffs. With her free, he bent and scooped her into his arms.

“Am I forgiven, Master? Are we done?”

“Yes, my love. You are forgiven. But, we are nowhere near done.” He bent to kiss her forehead. She smiled and with her hands around his neck and her face pressed to his chest, he carried her through the house and into the bedroom. Laying her gently on the bed that Mrs. Grimm had already turned down, he stripped off his clothes, his cock rock hard, more than ready to show her just how much he loved her… this time with nothing but pleasure.





Chapter Nine





Regina watched him as he came towards the bed, his cock, rigid and jutting from his groin causing her insides to quicken. God, she loved this man. Though her ass was throbbing from his attentions over the past couple of hours, her nipples aching from the bite of the clamps, her body warmed and striped from the flogger, her pussy had been weeping from the moment she’d first draped herself over his knee for her first spanking. She’d paid a high price for her naughtiness but knew that every stroke, every stern word was needed to drive the guilt from her heart, leaving her feeling free and ready to give him whatever he desired and accept whatever he chose to give her in return.

Rolling onto her back, ready to receive him, she hissed at the pain her position caused. Drake grinned and joined her on the bed, moving to lie beside her and then pulling her to lie along the length of his body. She could feel his cock against her stomach, loving that it seemed to be throbbing just as much as her pussy was, both obviously ready to join together and yet she knew that this too would be his choice. He adjusted her higher, his cock now brushing the juncture of her thighs, his pre-cum transferring to her freshly denuded mons.

“I forgot to confess something,” she said softly, watching his eyebrow lift in that way that caused her tummy to flip. “Granny Grimm had to… um… shave me tonight because I’ve been putting off going to the salon.”

“Ah,” Drake said, sliding a hand between their bodies to caress her silken skin. “Is that why she paddled you?”

“No, sir. She paddled me because I tried to cover myself after she told me not to and because I forgot my place and gave her a pretty snotty answer.” She squirmed a bit when his other hand dropped to caress a bottom cheek. “It was awful. That piece of plastic looks relatively harmless but…”