Page 53 of Release Me

Shaking my head, I try to expel all of my indecent thoughts so I can concentrate on my punishment. Richard continues spanking me. First they’re slow and a little on the gentler side. Then a few harder ones, back-to-back. He didn’t use his hand to spank me earlier today, but I wish he would have. It’s by far my favorite, and yes, I plan to tell him as soon as I’m able to speak freely.

More time goes by as Richard switches between caressing my ass and spanking it. By the time I’m finished with the first hundred lines, I’m so fucking worked up, I don’t know how I can write another hundred. I need to come, but I’m afraid to let that need show.

“You like my hand, Brynn.”

I don’t realize he’s waiting for answer until he spanks me and asks, “Don’t you?”

“Yes! Yes, sir. It’s my favorite out of all of the items you used to spank me today.”

“Good. It’s my favorite as well.”

He lays a kiss to my ass and I silently beg him to dip his tongue in between my legs. It’s so hot and wet, pulsating and begging to be touched. I feel as though I could come with just one flick. Then, I feel his hand cover my pussy and I’m so happy I could cry. He swipes his fingers through my slit, collecting a thick layer of moisture as he goes. I wait for him to insert his fingers inside of me, but when he takes his hand away, he doesn’t put it back.

Suddenly, I feel him grip my chin and turn my face toward his.

“Open up, Brynn.”

I open my mouth for him and I can see his pupils twitch with desire.

“Wider,” he commands, and I listen. “Good. Now, stick out your tongue.”

When I do, he rubs his cum coated fingers over it. The taste of myself mixed with his skin is intoxicating. I need him. I’ve never needed any particular person before. I’ve always just neededsomeone. But not with Richard. I needhim.No one else.

Fuck, the endorphins and serotonin are fucking with my head again. No, it’s not Richard that I need. My brain only thinks it is because he is the one here. He’s the only person around to be able to give me the pleasure, the release I need.

My head sends a big fuck you to my heart, but my heart fights back with everything it has. I don’t take my eyes off Richard as he removes his fingers from my mouth and places them into his own. When he’s done, I take a chance and grab his wrist, forcing his fingers through my lips once more.

I wait for him to yell at me, to tell me I’m out of line. Misbehaving. In need of further discipline. But he doesn’t. Instead his eyes lock onto mine and don’t let go. The look of yearning that meets my stare does me in.

Fuck. I need Richard.

Stronger than need, Iwanthim. At this moment, I don’t care what that takes. He wants me to follow his orders, I’ll do it so long as he makes me feel like this every fucking day of my life. The way he looks at me. He wantsme. To him, I’m not just another warm, wet pussy. To me, he’s more than a means to an end. He’s not just some random guy I’m using to get my fix.

What’s more is he accepts me and all of my crazy. He wants to embrace it and help me control it by keeping myself sated in safe and healthy ways. Who said a little kinky, mind-blowing sex isn’t healthy?

“Richard…” I breathe.

That’s all it takes before his lips crush against mine. His hands thread through my hair and grip it tightly. Pulling my head backward, he stands tall, towering over me and forcing me to look him in the eye.

“You’re ruining me, Brynn. I’ll never be the same after you.”

Why does there have to be anafter?

Maybe he’ll take me in. Let me live in his huge fucking house. Let me ride his huge fucking dick every day. Whenever and wherever I want.

“I want you again, sir,” I pant.

“Unbuckle my belt,” he commands me, not letting go of my hair.

When his belt is undone, I pull it through his belt loops quickly and drop it at our feet.

“Now my pants. Unfasten them.”

Again, I do as I’m told and his pants drop in a puddle around his ankles. I maneuver his boxer briefs over his incredibly hard dick so they don’t get caught, and they follow his pants to the ground.

“What do you want Brynn? My tongue? My cock?”

“I want your cock, sir…in my mouth.”

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