set off by the harsh silver and black pinching them. “So pretty.”
Letting go of the clamp, he trailed his fingers down her stomach, pleased when she didn’t try to pull away. Either she’d gotten over her worries about that area, or she was so involved in the scene, she’d forgotten them entirely. Curving his fingers over her mound, he stroked the folds of her pussy, coating one finger in her juices. Moaning, she canted her hips forward, still panting. She was utterly soaked, and his dick twitched with interest.
Rather than giving her what she wanted, Logan pulled his hand away, bringing his finger to his mouth. Meeting her eyes, their gazes locked as he put his finger in his mouth, sucking the juices from it. Felicity stared at him, fascinated, color rising in her cheeks. Possibly embarrassment, but Logan was betting on lust.
“You taste so sweet. Too bad that pussy is going to have to wait.” Pleading filled her eyes, but Logan ignored it, stepping back and gesturing at the spanking bench. “Come here, sweetheart, I want you face down and ass up for me to play with.”
Heat flared in her eyes. Dirty talk didn’t always turn her on, but when she was already this worked up, it was a pretty sure bet.
“Yes, Sir.”
Logan held out his hand, helping her step over the bench, so she straddled it before carefully lowering herself down into position. She whimpered a little as her breasts swung, but she kept her nipples from brushing against the sides of the bench. Because of how tight the clamps were, he wasn’t going to keep them on for too long—she probably wasn’t going to thank him when he did take them off.
Wrapping the leather restraints around her wrists, middle, thighs, and ankles, Logan grinned at the pretty picture she made—all trussed up and all his—pretty ass high in the air, ready for him to punish, breasts hanging down with her nipples already in torment, and pink pussy open, glistening with arousal, waiting for his cock. Something was missing, though.
Stepping back, he reached into his kit for the little bag holding his favorite plug, heavy, metal with a red jewel on its base, a little less thick and a little shorter than his cock. They hadn’t done any anal play, much less had anal sex, in months, and he was determined that was going to change this weekend. Using the plug tonight would prep her for tomorrow.
Felicity
Damn spanking benches.
She wriggled, trying to put some pressure on her needy pussy, but there wasn’t much to be had.
Smack!
“Hold still, naughty girl.”
Felicity whimpered. Not because the swat hurt, but because it hadn’t done anything but turn her on more. The spot tingled, the sting already fading and mixing with her arousal. Her body was aching for more contact.
Something cold and hard pressed against her anus, and she gasped, jerking forward against her restraints. Her breasts swayed, the movement making the clamps tug on her nipples, adding to the myriad of sensations teasing her.
“Oh…” She sucked in a breath as the cold, hard intruder pressed inward, its lubricated surface easily ignoring her clenching muscles, stretching her open. Just before the burning stretch became too much, it retreated to just the tip before beginning its inexorable journey inward again.
Shuddering, Felicity moaned as the quickly heating surface slid deeper. While her mind remembered the feel of a plug, it seemed her body had forgotten, and it was a struggle to relax enough to let the plug easily slide in. Panting, she clenched and loosened as Logan moved the plug back and forth inside her, pushing it a little deeper each time. Intellectually, she knew the plug wasn’t oversized, and she’d once easily taken it, but right now, it felt enormous.
The tight ring of her sphincter protested sharply, and Felicity let out a loud cry as it became too wide to bear… then the plug popped inside of her. Her hole closed around it, her muscle gripping the neck between the bulb and the base. While she still ached, the sharpness of the sensation had dissipated, leaving her throbbing and oh so full.
“Very pretty,” Logan said approvingly, twisting the plug and making her toes curl at the new sensation. Her pussy clenched emptily, so empty in contrast to the fullness of her ass. The plug stilled inside her.
Smack!
The blow was crisp, firm, but not punishing. It made her moan as her ass clenched around the plug, the warmth of the swat blossoming along with her