Page 48 of Degrees of Power
“Honey,” I moan.
“So close, yet so far,” he says, teasing me with its end, running it over my clit along my folds and then back to my mound.
I pull against my restraints needing to feel more of the friction, but he stills me with a hand on my midriff.
“While I would love to continue pleasuring you, I believe punishment is due for such discourteous behavior earlier. You trust me physically, willing to let me spread your legs, letting me restrain you, allowing me to spank the most intimate parts of your body, but then you walk out not willing to hear the entire story leading me to believe that you don’t fully trust me,” he says.
“Chase, I do, and I’m so turned on,” I say, my hips pushing up on their own accord.
“Patience Baby, I want to go slowly with you, but your choice of punishment is making it difficult. It’s an amazing turn on, watching as you wait to see how this scene will play out,” he says, continuing to run the rubber tip across my clit and slowly through my folds.
I moan as the tip scrapes my sensitive clit and my hips rise of their own accord, but he stills me with his voice. “Still Baby, I want you to absorb this, the intensity, the pain and then the pleasure that follows.”
“Pick a safe word,” he says, as he walks toward the head of the bed, kissing my lips gently and squeezing my nipples.
“Can’t I just say stop?” I ask.
“Pick one,” he urges, kissing me again before removing my silver and diamond necklace, unclasping it so the clamps are visible and the long chain hangs down in front of my eyes. He runs the diamonds over my nipples, eliciting a whimper at the coarseness against my sensitive skin.
“Do you want these on, Katarina?” he asks, holding up my diamond clamps.
I can only nod my head in affirmation. “What’s your safeword, Baby?” he asks again.
“Trust,” I say finally.
His eyes are heavy with emotion. “You need to tell me right now if we are broaching something you’re uncomfortable with,” he says.
“We’re not, just the opposite. I picked it because I trust you with my body and my heart. You asked for my unbridled trust. You have it Honey, but if I use that safeword you’ll know how much it means,” I say.
He kisses my lips and trails down to suckle on my nipples, allowing them to become erect before removing the warmth of his mouth, leaving them to the cool air of the room before taking one in his fingertips and placing the clamp on the sensitive nipple.
“Honey,” I moan, breathing deeply to absorb the initial pain before feeling the resounding pleasure in my core. He places the other one and I have barely gotten used to the feel, slowly getting acclimated before he tugs gently at the silver and diamond chain setting my nipples on fire and flaming the heat between my legs. He trails the paddle over each of them, taunting and teasing, trailing where his mouth has just been, causing the clamps to move, creating a heated desire before traveling lower, across my navel and circling my mound.
“How many strikes, Katarina?” he asks, allowing the rubber tip to run through my folds.
“Fifteen,” I say, picking a random number.
His eyes widen. “Let’s start with eight,” he says, lifting the paddle and allowing it to strike my pussy.
The intensity is a shock and I feel my hips rise of their own accord to experience the second smack even fuller. “Honey,” I moan as it connects with my aroused clit.
“Baby, your pussy is glistening. It likes getting paddled doesn’t it?” he asks, administering three more strikes in succinct fashion as I writhe against my constraints, desperately trying to absorb the exquisite pain and pleasure he is creating.
“God yes, Chase. I can’t take anymore. I want you deep inside of me,” I pant, still straining against the bangles that hold me securely in position.
“Three more, Baby, and these will be intense. I want you right on the edge when I get done so I can sink my cock deep inside of you and feel you convulse around me,” he says, striking the tip of my extended clit and then doing it again, twice more as I moan and push my hips up to meet the paddle.
He releases my legs and pushes them above his shoulders, driving into that special spot that causes me to moan audibly. “Chase, I can’t wait,” I say, panting.
“Cum with me, Baby, let me feel you tremble,” he instructs and I am helpless, shattering around him as he releases deep inside of me. He eases my legs down from around his neck and releases my wrists, drawing me aside him and curling me into his chest. He pulls me close and I can feel the beat of his heart through his chest, and I snuggle in closer, secure in his arms as our breathing returns to normal.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you,” I say, turning to him, rubbing my thumb against his lower lip.
He kisses the tip of my nose and then my mouth, kissing my lips until I open to him, allowing him to explore. He finally pulls away, looking down at me. “Baby, I want to know how you felt about what we just did,” he says.
“See, this is why my heart will never be in danger with you around. You take care of my every need.”
“I intend to, but I need you to tell me how you felt,” he says, pushing a loose strand of hair out of my eyes.
