“Someone’s gotten confident,” he said, eyeing her.
She was already moist down there, and it felt as though he knew how excited she was. Everything was hot and raw in anticipation of what was to come. But Nicole didn’t know if she was allowed to start this type of game, since Red had always been the one who decided when and where the play took place.
“I’m confident that you’ll find an appropriate way to punish me for my mistakes,” she said.
Red tossed his book aside and it landed on the floor with a thud. Then he got up and took the two scarves—one red and one green—and held them in hand as he approached her.
“Your confidence is well founded, sweetheart.” He took the one scarf and wrapped it as a blindfold around over her eyes. She felt it tied tightly against the back of her head.
And then he bound her wrists in front of her.
“Come with me,” Red commanded, leading her by her tied wrists. “Stop,” he told her. Then he positioned her so that her elbows and forearms were against the wall and her head was touching the wall as well. Her back was arched, ass sticking out, legs spread wide as she stood in her high heels.
“That’s beautiful,” Red admired. “Your butt looks so perfect right now. Like it’s just waiting to be spanked and reddened.”
Her entrance grew hot and wet as he spoke.
“And you want to be spanked, don’t you?” he said.
“Yes,” she admitted.
His hands caressed her buttocks now, squeezing and lightly slapping her flesh. The light taps on her butt caused the skin to tickle, and the tickle spread to her warm pussy, which was so moist it was practically dripping.
“You still have a lot to learn, Nicole,” Red told her, and then he slapped her ass with his hand.
“I want to learn from you, sir.”
“You’ve become disobedient and stubborn,” he said. “Isn’t that so?”
“Yes, sir.”
This time, the smack on her ass was a bit harder. It wasn’t painful exactly, and Nicole had found that she truly enjoyed the pressure on her behind when he spanked her. Red seemed to know exactly the right amount of force to exert for the sexiness to reach its peak.
He leaned in and pulled her hair, angling her head backwards. Then she felt his lips on her ear. “Are you all mine?”
“Yes. I’m your little slut,” she offered.
“What does my little slut do?”
“Anything you want.”
“Tell me something you’ll do right now.”
“Suck your big cock. Put it in my mouth.”
“You forgot something important, Nicole. You forgot to call me sir.” And then his hand was paddling her ass, quickly, back and forth from cheek to cheek as he tugged her hair.
She moaned and cried out, wishing he would touch her swollen mound of flesh. It quivered and contracted as he smacked her behind over and over again.
Nicole was sweating now. She wanted him so badly, wanted him to touch her body, put his mouth and hands everywhere. And she wanted to caress his body—his arms, his chest and stomach. More than anything, she wanted to put his manhood in her mouth and pleasure him until he couldn’t take it anymore.
Finally, he stopped spanking her ass and slowly rubbed it with one hand. “Your butt is pink and hot to the touch now,” he whispered. “Just as I like it.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
His hand strayed lower on her buttocks, circling underneath to where her folds awaited his deft fingers. He began slowly massaging her flesh, gathering the juices that lay on the outside of her and then pushing two fingers into the hole, slowly.
“I might come,” she moaned, unable to hold out after so much stimulation.
“Do not come,” he said. “I mean it, Nicole. Don’t you dare come unless I tell you to.” He continued to penetrate her with his fingers, and her breathing was rapid fire, her chest heaved.
Her pussy was twitching and contracting as it started to climax, and she bit her lower lip, concentrated on not letting herself finish just yet.
The sensation was almost like having to sneeze and then not being able to. It was positively maddening.
“Please, sir. I need to come.” Her legs shook and her hands, bound together, clenched.
“No. Don’t do it.” He continued pushing his thick fingers into her, going deeper. “You’re almost ready to receive my cock, now, my little slut. Do you want it?”
“God, yes,” she cried.
“But you won’t come until I say so.”
“I’ll try, sir.”
He yanked her hair. “You’ll do as I say.”
“Yes sir.”
His fingers fucked her more quickly now. “You’re juices are pouring out,” he marveled. “I want to taste you,” he said. And then she heard him licking his fingers. “You taste incredible,” Red told her. “But I need more.”
Suddenly his face was buried in her pussy from behind, pushing her thong aside with his hands and tongue. His lips were attached like a suction cup to her flesh as his tongue circled around her slit, covering it in his spit and plunging his tongue inside of her.