“Perfect,” I matched his grin. “Then let’s see how pretty your cheeks look all red.”
He was still blushing, but turned on the bed, shaking his covered ass as he got into position on all fours.
I kneeled behind him, slowly removing his boxers as I ran my fingers over his smooth skin, loving how he shivered from my touch. To me this teasing and lead up was just as good as the main course, mostly because I got to play with and enjoy him, knowing how wonderful we were both about to feel.
With his boxers now completely off, I admired his pale cheeks, caressing each as I fantasized about what to do to him after I was done testing out the whip.
“Do you want to fuck me?” I asked, smirking when that got his dick happy. He was already hardening under my touch, but my words clearly made himveryexcited.
“You want that?” he breathed, looking over his shoulder with hooded eyes.
I nodded. “I want you to fuck me while your ass is a reddened mess. Then I want you to use the whip on me, want your cum to leak out of me while you spank me.”
“Holy—” he groaned. “Yes, to all of it.”
“Perfect,” I grinned. “Then we better start with our new toy.”
I’d practiced on pillows at home and had watched a few videos; all lots of fun, of course. But I knew I had to start out small and test his limits before I used any real force.
Mike’s dick was hard between his legs as I stood behind him. I tested the weight of the whip in my hand and did a quick caress over his right cheek. “You ready?”
He nodded. “Please just… go slow at first?”
“Always,” I whispered, then stepped back a bit and did two quick slaps, one for each cheek.
“Oh!” he exclaimed, his surprise evident.
“More?” I asked, staring intently as both cheeks got a bit of color. Nowhere red enough, though.
“Y-yeah,” he whispered, rearranging his hands on the bed.
I did two more, adding a tad more force behind them. He moaned this time, his cheeks slowly turning the red I’d hoped for.
“Just yell stop if you need it,” I said, remembering he needed to know I would stop immediately if it got too painful.
“Okay,” he agreed, then widened his legs further.
I did four quick ones, loving the sound the whip made as it hit his skin. I felt like a musician, creating something beautiful just for us to hear.
“Fuck, Dyl,” he panted, gripping the sheets even tighter. “I think we need to stop for today.”
“Oh,” I said, my disappointment obvious.
“No!” he quickly blurted. “I still need you to fuck me!”
“What?” I laughed, surprised by his frantic words.
“I still need you to fuck me, just no more spanking or I’ll come,” he explained, blushing at the end.
Biting my lip, I placed the whip on the bed and then claimed his lips. “Then let’s get you ready for me.”
What felt like an eternity later—all filled with peppering kisses, teasing touches, and lube—Mike was whimpering underneath me. He’d started on all fours but was now lying on his stomach, my bodyhot against his right side as I fingered his hole. He was beautiful when he got this worked up.
“Please, Dyl,” he whined.
“Oh, sweetheart, like I could deny you anything.” It wasn’t as if I wasn’t impatient myself. Mike’s body was my haven. The way his entrance squeezed around me, hot and tight. There was nothing better than being inside my man. And hopefully, I’d get to experience what he felt tonight. He would finally fuck me,afterspanking me, of course.
I helped him back up onto all fours, wanting to fuck him where I could see his red ass cheeks. I wondered if they felt sensitive, if my groin slapping against the bruised skin would remind him of how wonderful it had felt to be whipped. I longed to try it out myself. But first, I would fuck my bonded like my life depended on it.