Destined for the Dom (Masters of Submission, #2)(27)
The contractions from her recent climax still throbbed as Hunter twisted the anal probe and pushed the second bead inside her ass. Aware that another orgasm was inevitable, Zo? closed her eyes as she struggled to accommodate the larger bead. She tried her best, but her * surrendered once more, and her orgasm rolled in, just like the breaking of waves on a tropical shore—relentless and unstoppable. Her breath came in short, sharp pants, as she made yet another feeble apology.
“Master…I just…can’t stop…it…coming.” She licked her lips and took a deep breath between each word. Perspiration formed on her brow.
“Slave, you leave me no choice.”
The breath caught in her throat, as he pushed a third bead into her rectum. Her body throbbed at the delicious invasion, as the metallic probe stretched her ass wider still.
Hunter began massaging her butt, forcing her down onto the butterfly stimulator still pulsing beneath her clit. He molded her ass cheeks together so she would experience the anal probe more intensely.
A sexual moan left her lips. “Please, Master, no more, have mercy on me.” High on endorphins, her words were slurred with pleasure.
“Silence.”
He continued massaging her butt until another painful orgasm rocked her body with exquisite enjoyment. She cried out again, “Mercy, Master, please.” How much pleasure could one woman take? He was driving her to the edge of a precipice, in his relentless pursuit of her surrender.
Her whole body shuddered as Hunter pushed bead number four inside her anus. The beads were getting larger and stretched her to breaking point. She felt almost delirious on the endorphins f*cking with her brain. “Please, Master…I beg you, I beg you, I beg you.” Her words of total submission trailed away as she teetered on the edge of oblivion.
Chapter Fourteen
Hunter couldn’t have hoped for more from a sub. Zo? had given him everything he desired—her complete submission. It had been beautiful to watch, and filled him with a sense of well-being that had surpassed anything he’d experienced before. He took a moment to savor her surrender, as she lay helpless in the stocks, her feminine butt curved enticingly, stretched and ready for him. A light dusting of perspiration glistened seductively on her skin, and she appeared to have slipped into a pleasure-induced trance. Her eyes were closed, and her luscious, full lips held a serene smile.
He hunkered down and caressed his fingers across her beautiful face, smoothing a thumb over her pouting lips. Her eyes dreamily fluttered open, and that delicious calm green that he loved so much stared back. When her eyelids slid shut, he knew another orgasm was imminent. He smiled to himself. The pulsing butterfly could go on pleasuring her for hours, far longer than he ever could. He kissed her lips, sliding his tongue deep inside her mouth, relishing and savoring her obvious delirium.
“How are you feeling, my sub?” he eventually asked.
“Overloaded on pleasure, Master. You are…a very, very…wicked man.” Her words came haltingly, and a contented sigh left her lips as she finished speaking.
“That is because I know exactly what you need.” Hunter stood, unzipped his leather pants, and pulled out his achingly erect cock. He held it in his hand and offered it to her waiting lips. He drew in a breath as her pink tongue flicked out and swiped his arousal from the tip. Gritting his teeth, he concentrated hard. He didn’t want to spill his seed in that gorgeous little mouth of hers just yet. “It is good that you please your Master.”
He watched intently as she slowly took him right back. The tight, warm sheath of her mouth acted as a soothing balm for his throbbing shaft. He needed a moment to absorb her beauty. “That’s it, my sub, pleasure me.” Her fingers tensed and curled in the stocks as her instinct to touch him took over. A moan of frustration erupted from her, when she realized she was still held captive.
Hunter teased a hand through her short black hair as his cock touched the back of her throat. “Patience. I’m not finished with you yet.” He rocked his hips back and forth, enjoying the sight of her sweet lips, greedily fastened around his shaft.
With ever-increasing anticipation, he reluctantly pulled his cock from her mouth. “Enough for now, my sub.”
He slid his hands down her body, smoothing them into the womanly curve of her back and then over her shoulders. He knew they must ache, because groans of pleasure came from her lips as he massaged the tender muscles.
After soothing her captured flesh with his fingers, he moved behind her. Slowly, so she would feel the full benefit, he pulled the anal probe from her butt, enjoying the little animal cries she made as the beads popped successively from her ass. Desperate to be inside her creamy butt, he impatiently discarded the metallic probe to the floor. With no time to waste, Hunter sheathed himself with a condom. Control was of paramount importance for a Dom, and he took a slow, deep breath to steady himself.
Still held firmly in place by the stocks, Zo? waited patiently for him. The anal probe had done its job and had stretched her sphincter, as required. He squeezed some lube onto his fingers and lovingly caressed the cool lotion to the pink rosette of her ass.
A hiss of surprise left her lips. “Master, oh, it’s cold.”
“Your butt now belongs to me. Say it.”
“It’s yours, Master.” Her breathless reply made his erection twitch excitedly.