Page 58 of Dr. Bad Boy

I almost laugh as her eyes go wide in surprise when she moves and the plug shifts as well.

Leaning down, I take one nipple into my mouth and suck hard. Her moans go straight to my cock and I’m back to wanting to take her immediately. I let go of the nipple and apply the first clamp, tightening it by moving the little ring up towards her nipple. When she sucks in a breath, I move the ring just a tiny bit more. I do the same to the other nipple, then admire my handiwork.

“So lovely, Violet.” I grasp the chain connecting her nipples and pull forward. “Back on your hands and knees.” Once she’s in position, I let go of the chain, making sure it’s got a good swing going. A little extra stimulation never hurt…much.

Using the flogger, I work her ass over with light strokes and when her skin begins turning pink, I increase the intensity. A few minutes later, I stop and rub my hands over her warming skin. Beautiful. I slap, then rub one cheek, then the other. I repeat this a few times because I love the feel of her skin beneath my hands.

But this is our first scene, and I don’t want to push Violet too hard. I can give her a nice, long bare-handed spanking another time.

I reach for the leather slapper and start with gentle taps all over her buttocks and upper thighs. Every so often, I throw in a particularly hard blow, then return to the gentle tapping.

“How are you doing, Violet?”

“I’m good.”

Her words slur a little and I smile. She’s heading to a happy place and my chest puffs a bit, my head probably does, too. And this is the point where I know it’s time to wind things down.

I pick up the dragon tongue for the finale and lay four hard strokes. She cries at the first one, on the fullest part of her buttock, then moans through the next three, another on her bottom and one each where her ass meets her thighs. I want her to think of me every time she sits down for the next few days.

Once I’m done, I drop the dragon tongue onto the tray and rock my hand between her legs, cupping her sex. The heel of my hand rests against the plug as I stroke her with my fingertips. She's soaked and swollen, her clit hard and every inch of her flesh so sensitive I know it won't take much to get her off.

I don't rush, though. She's been so good. She deserves a good climax for all that pain. I stroke her outer lips, then just inside, that soft, slick skin that doesn't get nearly enough attention. Up and over, glancing across her clit with each pass.

She whines and her thighs start to shake.

"Shhh," I whisper, getting harder again. This is a good kind of torture, too, but I'm not going to push it too far. "I know you want to come. And I'm going to give it to you."

She makes another sound, this one more accepting, and that earns her more focused attention. My swirling fingers get tighter with the figure eight pattern. Around the clit and down to her entrance. Ignore the small buck of her hips. She'll get them inside her when I'm ready for her to explode.

Another circle, but this time I stay at her clit because it's so hard.Jesus. My cock is straining to be let free. Her pussy feels so good on my fingers, and I’m tempted to unbuckle my jeans and fuck her, hard and fast, but she's going to need a lot of aftercare tonight and we've got all weekend for that.

Plus I can't stop touching her.

It's time for my kitten to come.

I rock the plug one last time into her, making her moan, then swivel my wrist and fuck into her with two fingers. My thumb takes their place above her clit.

"Come on, Violet. Come on my hand. Show me how dirty you are," I growl, gripping her hip with my other hand.

With a scream, she arches her back and spasms around my fingers, a prolonged clenching that makes my dick fucking jealous of my fingers.

He remembers how good that feels.

Fucking amazing.

Once she slumps forward, I ease the plug out of her and wrap it in a cloth, ready to be cleaned. I give her a quick clean up with a wipe and then move in front of her. “Kneel up, kitten. Time to remove those clamps, and it’s going to hurt.”

She does as she’s told, but her eyes are unfocused. Yeah, she’s gone. I remove the first clamp and suck and lick at her nipple to sooth it. Once I’ve taken care of the other, I wrap Violet in a blanket and settle on the couch where I feed her bits of chocolate and sips of water.

As much as I love having a sleeping Violet curled up in my lap, this is not how we’re spending the night.

Carefully, I ease off the couch and carry my sleeping beauty through the house to my room. After gently lowering her onto the bed, I climb in behind her and wrap my body around hers.

She snuggles back into me and I bury my face in the crook of her neck, breathing her in. The evening was so much more than I had hoped it could be—perfect.

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Violet

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