“My toy on my clit… I thought about you watching me…”
A smirk tugs at my mouth as I jerk my cock once—just once—a silent reward for how well I’ve trained her. Her asshole flinches when I drag my thumb along the heat blooming on her cheek.
I lean over, grab the bottle, then squirt a dollop of cheese into her mouth. Like she’s my good girl. Her pink tongue swaths it away from her lips as she swallows the bite down.
“Second question. Did you talk to any guys while you were there?” I drag the paddle between her thighs like a blade ready to slice.
“N-No?”
Not a firm enough answer for my taste. I snap the paddle against her again, harder. She gasps, jerks forward, chains rattling. A tiny sob escapes.
“Try that again.”
A beat of silence passes. Then, “No,lord.”
My shoulders relax. I unlocked her phone and didn’t see any recent calls. Not even thin-dick Moretti. So I think she’s telling the truth.
“Third question.” My tone lowers to a whisper as I drop the cheese, then trace a finger along her drenched cunt. “When you disobeyed and had your toy to your clit…were you hoping I’d punish you like this?”
A whimper leaves her lips, and her back stiffens. “I needed it,” she whispers.
I release the paddle.
“What do you need?” Gruff and restrained, I hold myself back, stroking myself vigorously. Only hoping she’ll grant me the words I want to hear.
“Your punishment. Your cock…”
With one brutal thrust, I bury myself inside her. Tight heat clamps around me, and I nearly lose control.
Her wail is guttural, and I drink it like a drug, fingers digging into her hips to hold her still. To holdmestill.
“Last question, baby girl…” I grip her hair like reins, dragging her head back. “Have you been fucked in the ass before?”
“N-No…” The word stumbles out of her, soaked in terror and submission. I close my eyes. Memorize the sound.
“Good. Fucking. Girl.”
And then Ifuckher—deep and ruthless—drenched in her wetness and claiming every inch like she was made for this.
Forme.
Using her hips as leverage, I drag her back onto my cock—slow and unrelenting. The chains clink against the headboard, the only thing holding her from collapse.
Her cries twist into primal music, but I can barely hear them over the sound of my own pulse. Because all I can think is…
I’m about to rip into Ashlyn’s virgin ass.
Take what no one else has touched.
Claim the last part of her that doesn’t yet know the shape of me.
First kiss.
First fuck.
First obedience.
I slip my finger into my mouth, wetting it, then press it against the tight, trembling bud. I circle it languidly until her entire body tenses.