Page 80 of Dean's Delinquent

I give her a good minute or so to acclimate and allow the heat to finally catch up with her. When it does, she bobs about from foot to foot as cute little noises escape her lips.

“How bad does it burn, pet? Tell me how it feels.”

“Oh. My. God,” she whimpers as she turns to me, her face flushed a deep red. “It feels so fucking good.”

For a moment, all I can do is just stand there dumbstruck as she attempts to hump the air. Talk about misreading the situation. Shaking my head, I yank up on the back of her thong and smack her right cheek.

My balls clench as my cock lengthens at the lurid moan slipping past her lips. Looking down, it’s evident she’s as wet as I’ve ever seen her. I want to be upset, but honestly, all I can feel is an odd sense of pride.

How perfect for me that my submissive loves my discipline as much as I love to give it. A sigh slips from my lips as I smack her other cheek. This is what I need. I crave giving it as much as she needs receiving.

“I’m sorry I’ve neglected you this way,” I groan as I reach down and cup myself. “But please understand that I’ve suffered too. Not in the same way, but I needed this. I needed you. And now, I’m going to punish you. It’s going to hurt so very much, but you’re going to take it for me because you’re my good girl.”

Without giving her a chance to respond, I double over my belt and smack it across both cheeks. The howl that drips from her lips as she arches up makes everything in me clench. Precum weeps from my slit and smears across my lower abs as I bend over to graze the red welt with my lips and tongue.

I ignore the frantic whimpers pouring from her body as she claws at the desk. Frenetic energy races through my being as I bring the belt to her again. Another welt for me to worship, another stripe of red to taste.

Her cries ring out in my ears, spurring me forward. Sweat gathers at my brow as I slap the leather across her skin again and again. Each strike puts me further into a haze where there’s only her and me.

A few more swats and her skin glows a mottled red. But I’m not done yet. Not by far. Grabbing her thigh, I wrench her leg up onto the desk, scattering papers over the floor. I don’t give a fuck anymore about what happens here.

“Ready to give me all of you, baby? Ready to scream my name as I pour my retribution onto your body?”

“P- please!” she whimpers.

Tears shine in her eyes, turning her face as wet as the gusset of her panties. They stick to her pussy lips, outlining them as if part of her skin. God help me, but she wants this.

Sliding my hand further up the belt, I make the loop a touch smaller so I can wield it with deadly accuracy against her pussy, making her scream as she arches up. With a snarl, I slide my hand along her back and urge her down, holding her in place while I smack her again.

Each time I pull away, the leather of my belt gleams with her arousal. Another smack, and I won’t be able to resist her much longer. Already my cock pulses against the confines of my pants.

With a quick jerk, I turn her around and grind her sore ass against the hard wood. Teary hiccups fill the room as I bring my belt up to her lips. I don’t even have to say anything. She leans forward and laps at her juices, tasting her depravity as I shove my pants and underwear down.

I enter her with one stroke, groaning as her pussy tightens around me. With the plug in her ass, the fit is even more snug until I worry I won’t be able to fully fit. A quick shift of her hips opens her up a bit more, allowing me to fuck her hard and fast.

Her eyes glaze over as I lay her down against the wood and curl my fingers around her neck. Perfection. She’s all I could want. All I could need.

All. Motherfucking. Mine.

Each stroke is punishing, deep, and without mercy. She glides against the word as my hips slam into hers. At this rate, I won’t last very long. Thankfully, neither will she.

With each tightening of my fingers around her throat, her inner walls spasms around me, threatening to make me come with each glide deep into her luscious body. My balls clench up, nearly making my knees buckle.

A guttural roar rumbles in my throat as I pump in and out a few more times. Gripping her hip in one hand, I hold my beautiful submissive there as I pour myself out into her. Micro spasms run up and down my cock and settle into my balls, urging even more cum into her.

“Touch yourself, pet. I want to feel you get off around me.”

Her delicate fingers slide in between us as she rubs her clit with wild abandon. Soft moans flood the room, making everything twitch as she works herself over. Soon, her body explodes around mine as her cries ring out for anyone to hear.

She continues to touch herself until finally everything settles. Harsh breaths flit from her lips as she stares up at me, her gaze wide and filled with wonder.

“Wow,” she breathes.

“Wow.” I repeat as I help her up.

Easing her back around, I gently pull the plug from her ass and set it on my desk. “Only you would enjoy the ginger.”

“You’re surprised,” she giggles, her voice a touch shaky.

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