Emily Ryan Davis [Taken in Bondage 03] Tangled & Bound [EC Taboo] (pdf)

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what kind of things I could be doing to you right now. What kind of things I could still
do, with you powerless to stop me.
I know what kind of man you are, she said.
Yeah? So when you took off your dress, you knew I would respond by putting you
across my knee? He finally touched her, hands on her hips to pull her forward. Her
scent hit him full-force, powerful like a drug. He wanted to run his tongue along her
panties and taste the wetness soaking through. Instead, he maneuvered her across his
lap. Face down, Melly. Both hands on the floor.
She stiffened and resisted, a physical response Sam quickly overpowered with the
advantages of strength and practice. The bare curve of her ass, bisected by the skinny
pink thong, shattered his barriers. He didn t ask to be responsible for her but he
couldn t deny the rightness of the role.
He spread his fingers across her ass, enjoying the tension beneath his hand, and
said, Tell me how you ve done it before.
Melanie lifted her head.
Sam pushed her back down and held her in place with a handful of her silky hair.
You don t have to look at me to answer. How do you fuck, Melly? Do you sit on top
and bounce on your boyfriend s dick? Do you do it doggy style? Missionary?
Bareback?
He pressed on her flesh and spread her cheeks, revealing the pucker only half
hidden behind her thong. What about in the ass? Have you ever accepted a man in
your ass?
She squirmed against him. Her hip nuzzled his cock so Sam didn t correct her by
demanding she hold still. He did demand an answer though. Which one? Tell me. And
call me Sir.
I don t know what bareback is, Sir.
Without a condom.
Understanding and fear shuddered through her at the same time. So. She did know
right from wrong and he knew what her answer would be. His anger at her self-
endangering behavior flared anew.
Melanie locked up tight, every muscle tense.
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He picked the point of his first strike, low where her thigh met her left cheek. Be
honest. I ll know if you re not.
I ve done all those, she whispered.
I can t hear you. Tell me specifically what you ve done. And call me Sir. Don t
make me tell you to do it again.
I ve been on top. I ve done it doggy style and missionary and& Her voice
wavered before she trailed off.
Sam gave her ten seconds. By the time his count reached four, she spoke again.
I ve never had anal sex. And I ve skipped the condom a couple of times, Sir.
Fury rippled through him. He struggled to bring it under control, but he did
manage. What was done, was done. After tonight, she wouldn t do it again. No reason
is a good reason for unprotected sex. Tonight, I m punishing you for what you did
tonight and for not using condoms every time. Do you disagree with my decision?
No Sir.
He released her hair and placed his free hand between on the middle of her back.
Her heart raced behind her rib cage. Sam counted the beats for a minute, grounding
himself in the rhythm of her heart, and then he delivered the first blow. The crack of
flesh on flesh was loud in the room and her yelp was even louder. Anybody listening
on the other side of the wall would hear everything. He slapped her ass again, targeting
the same spot and monitoring her heartbeat as close as he could with her surprised gasp
filling his ears and her rich, aroused scent distracting him.
Melanie tried to crawl away from his fifth strike. Sam slapped her thigh and
repositioned, dragging her backward until her hands no longer touched the floor.
She clutched his leg and the edge of his seat and tried to rear up with the seventh
smack. You re hurting me!
It s punishment. It s not supposed to feel good& yet. In her new position, he had
no trouble wrenching her panties down to her thighs and baring her completely.
Stripping her didn t affect his access to her ass but he wanted to take away her last
defense. And later he wanted full access to her pussy.
Careful with the intensity of her response but not so careful with her golden skin,
he landed another half dozen blows on her left cheek before the angry red palm prints
satisfied him. He didn t miss a beat in shifting his attention to her other cheek. Melanie
shrieked and dug her nails into his ankle.
Sam smiled slightly. I take it back. I m feeling pretty good where I sit.
I want you to stop, she gasped. Sir!
Really? He paused and plunged his hand between her legs. Her pussy was so wet
she soaked his fingers and her clit slid right out of his pinching grasp. The fleeting
contact was enough. Her back arched and she moaned, most definitely not in pain. Sam
teased her opening and gave her a single shallow thrust before pulling back and
slapping her ass again. Tell me the truth. Do you deserve more?
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She didn t immediately answer. Sam raked his fingernails across her previously
reddened cheek, sending a new wave of pain to her abused nerve endings. Melanie
whimpered but she didn t ask him to stop. Instead, she lifted her ass a little higher.
Yeah, that s what I thought. He accepted her unspoken permission to continue
and hit her again, relishing the way his palm smarted with each new blow. If he felt it,
she certainly did.
Soon her shallow breaths deepened. She started squirming again, but now she [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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