Weekend Surrender (The Surrender Trilogy, #1)(35)

“Yes…Sir. I trust you.”

He smiled, and turned her back around so her back was to him and she was facing the foot of the bed again. The cold wood of the blanket chest separated her from the carved footboard of the bed and pressed against her knees, but it was tolerable. Quickly and efficiently he wrapped the rope around her wrist and knotted it. To her surprise the rope was soft and silky against her skin, and he left it loose enough that it didn’t hurt her. Once the rope was tied to her wrist, he took the other end and tied it to a bedpost. Following suit, he tied the other rope to her opposite hand and the opposite bedpost. She was tied as though on a cross, one wrist to each bed post, her body arching slightly over the blanket chest in an awkward way.

Parker seemed to immediately notice her discomfort, as he moved away to grab a bed pillow and drop it on the bench in from of her. “Here you are, kneel here, Rachel.”

A rush of pleasure went through her at his concern for her comfort, and at that moment she realized she really did trust him. There was no doubt in her mind she would enjoy whatever game he wanted to play. Parker was a man of his word, and if he said he wouldn’t hurt her, then she should just sit back and relax under his hand.

After she was settled, he finished tying the ropes, tugging on them a little to make sure they were secure. His hand drifted down her arm, and then down the length of her spine, brushing her hair aside and sending tingles of desire rushing to her clit.

“What color are you, sunshine?”

“Green. Uh…Sir.”

“Good, just relax.” His words whispered over the skin near her ear, and he kissed her shoulder gently. She jumped a little when his hand suddenly came down on her ass with a loud crack. The yelp that escaped her throat was created more by surprise than by actual pain. In fact, a burning sensation seemed to seep through her skin and into her soul as he rubbed his palm over the tender spot for a moment.

He spanked her again, this time on the other cheek, and she bit off the cry of surprise before it released. “Don’t hide your response, Rachel. I like hearing your sounds of pleasure, and even the sounds of pain. If you don’t respond, then I don’t know what pleases you.”

She started to nod and then remembered his request that she verbalize. “Yes, Sir. I haven’t ever been spanked. Not even as a child.” Her voice was raspy and breathless. Like the heat from his hand scorched her vocal chords.

“Mmm…spanking can be used for discipline, or it can be used for pleasure. I prefer the latter of the two options.” He brought his hand down on the split of her ass this time, and she groaned as her pu-ssy gushed moisture between her thighs. She could feel it running down the inside of her thigh.

Parker stepped away from her to his bag, and she tried to look over her shoulder to see what he was doing. She caught a glimpse of something pink and a bottle that looked like lube before he was back behind her and out of her view again.

“Trying to sneak a peek? That would ruin the surprise, Rachel.”

Cold gel oozed into the crack of her ass, slipping between her cheeks to coat her ass-hole. The lube was scented and she grinned at the fragrance of cinnamon, wondering if it was flavored too. She would love to test that out on Parker’s cock sometime.

Just as she was imagining a mouth full of dick, she felt his finger pressing into her anus, stretching her. She gasped and whimpered a little at the sting as he pushed another finger in and spread them out. Her body relaxed slowly to the intrusion, and as soon as she was taking his fingers easily, he took them away. Rachel’s protests were cut off by something blunt and hard pressing against her tiny rosebud. A butt plug. The cold plastic was coated with more lube based on how easily he was able to maneuver it into place, and she swallowed hard at the full burn that enveloped her as he filled her ass.

“Parker!” She was panting now, and finding it hard to keep her eyes open as pleasure and pain rushed through her.

“Easy, love, what color are you now?” His voice was firm and steady, and she latched on to it. Focusing on it and trying to determine if she needed him to stop or if she was just startled by the new experience.

“Greenish Yellow,” she mumbled, and he laughed.

“Thank you for being honest, sunshine. I wanted to make it easier on you for later. That’s why you have the plug. I want to prepare you for later when I show you the real benefits of having four men available for your pleasure.”

Her heart jumped at the thought of having sex with all four of them at the same time. She only had so many places for a cock to go, how exactly would she please four men at once?

“Rachel, come back to me. Get out of your head, and pay attention. You wouldn’t want to hurt my feelings while I have you tied up like this.” He reached around her to cup her breasts, and she moaned when he pinched her nipples.

“Now that you’re settled again, let’s move on?”

Parker moved quickly to retrieve something behind her, and then he was behind her again. This time instead of playing with her breasts, he slid his hand down to cup her pu-ssy. His finger slid between her puffy pu-ssy lips easily finding the swollen nub there and circling it ever so gently. It dawned on her that he was being extra gentle with her because he knew she was sore after all the sex this weekend, and she felt her heart expand a little to let him in.

The buzz of vibration hit her ears just before it hit her clit, and this time she jerked in her bonds. “Easy, sunshine.” His voice caressed her ear as he slid the vibrating egg into her pu-ssy. As wet as she was, it was no chore sliding easily into her tight cavity. Now she was full. Full and vibrating. She was glad she was kneeling instead of standing, because her knees were wobbling, it was almost too much to take.