Page 89 of Hushed

Fuck. “Please? I’m desperate.”

“Sit on the table and spread your legs.”

Fuck. It was going to hurt to put her ass on the hard table. But hopefully he was going to give her what she wanted, so she hoisted herself up and gingerly lowered her ass to the smooth surface, wincing as her hot skin connected with the cool wood.

“Don’t hover. Sit all the way down,” he ordered. “In fact, put your hands on your head. If you’re going to come, I’m not making it easy on you. That’s the trade-off for me letting you come at all while you’re being punished. Or we can go sit on the couch and watch TV.”

His scolding tone sent pulsing waves of pleasure to her pussy, and she pulled her hands off the table and lifted them to her head.

He spread her legs and put a dining chair in front of her and sat in it. Then he pulled her hips a little closer to him.

She expected him to put his mouth on her, but he didn’t. Instead, he put her feet on his thighs, and slid two fingers inside her throbbing entrance.

“You’re fucking soaked, Kenzie. Is this all for the belt?”

She chewed on her bottom lip and nodded. “Probably. That and your angry voice.”

He laughed. “My angry voice turns you on?”

She nodded again. “I have no idea why, but it does.”

“You’re such a fucking masochist. It’s going to be fun to find your limits. But I’ll always do it with your safety in mind. Something tells me you’re a competitive little imp, and that’s going to make you want to push yourself too far. So, hear me now, Kenz. If I find out you’re pushing yourself beyond what you can take because you’re afraid to safeword, I’ll punish you a different way that has nothing to do with pain, and you won’t like it at all, understood?”

The entire time he talked, he leisurely pumped his fingers in and out of her sopping cunt, and she just stared at his gorgeous, intense face with her hands on her head.

“Understood, Sir. It is hard to use my safeword, I admit that. It feels like I’m giving up.” Her words came out breathless, and the last sentence was punctuated with a soft moan as he curled his fingers into just the right spot.

He shook his head. “It’s not, I assure you. It’s helping me learn your cues and your responses. Think of safewording as a way for me to learn more about your needs if that helps.”

She thought about it for a minute. “That does help. A lot, actually. Thank you.”

He smiled. “You’re welcome. Now enough talking. I want to feel you come all over my hand like a good little cum slut.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He picked up the rhythm of his hand as he pumped in and out of her and used his second hand to rub her clit. Her eyes drifted closed as the pleasure began to overtake her senses.

“Such a naughty little cunt, soaking my hand this way,” he murmured. “Make sure you ask before you come. I would hate to have to give you more of the belt.”

Threats of the belt made her ass ache all over again, and she squirmed against his hand.

“I’m close,” she whimpered a minute later.

“Is that how you ask?”

“Please let me come?” she begged as he worked her pussy faster.

“Not yet. Hold back for me. Show me that you know how to obey.”

Fuck. She opened her eyes again and stared at him, hoping it would get her mind off what he was doing to her cunt, but it didn’t work. Seeing him stare back at her as he finger fucked her pussy like it was no big deal, had her even closer to the edge than before.

“Please?” she whimpered. “I’m so close. I don’t think I can hold it.”

He flicked her clit faster and narrowed his gaze at her. “You can do anything I tell you to, little imp.”

“Fuck. Please? I’m gonna come.”

He pulled his hand away and smacked her inner thigh hard just before she tumbled over the edge, and she nearly cried with frustration.

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