Page 25 of Savage SEAL's Virgin
“It’s too late.” He tossed her dress up to uncover her bottom. She had on white panties and he pulled them down to expose her milky white flesh.
Blyss was enthralled with the production and whispered, “She does deserve it.”
Kissing the top of her head, I agreed, “Yes, she does.”
The man’s hand made a loud smack as it hit her bottom. The woman screamed as if she was in terrible pain, which she wasn’t. She was all theatrics, and her Dom knew that. He spanked her again and again until she had stopped kicking her feet and moving her arms. He spanked her until she was crying, weak, and repentant. “I’m sorry. I really am. I’m so sorry, sir.”
With her state, it let him know she had learned her lesson. He pulled her panties up and moved her around to sit on his lap. Tears ran in streaming down her face as she gasped to catch her breath.
“Do you think I like to punish you, pet?” He ran his hand through her hair.
She shook her head. “No, sir. I deserved it. I kept paying more attention to things that didn’t matter, instead of what does. Like cooking your dinner and making sure you’re welcomed home after a hard day at work. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”
“Good girl. That’s my girl. Can you give me a kiss?”
She nodded and sniffled, then wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. She kissed her Dom on his lips, then ran her arms around his neck as their kiss grew. Her Dom moved his hands over her back as she turned and straddled him as he sat in the chair. She moved her hands down, undoing his pants, then pulled her skirt up, gliding her body over his cock.
“Oh wow!” Blyss mumbled.
The Sub rode her Dom’s cock as they kissed. Then the Dom stopped the kiss. “Get on the floor on your hands and knees, Sub.”
“Yes, sir.” She hurried to get off him and went to the floor, doing as he’d said.
He threw her dress up and pulled her panties down, then thrust his large cock into her, making her squeal. She looked out at the audience as he fucked her from behind. “You will be a good girl from now on, won’t you?”
“Yes, sir.” She bit her lower lip.
He slapped her ass and she moaned. “You will never burn our dinner again.”
“I will never burn it again, sir.”
He slapped her ass again. “You will meet your Dom at the door each and every day after work.”
“I will meet my Dom every day after he gets off work, with a fresh glass of Scotch.”
He slapped her ass again. “And why will you do these things for your Dom?”
“Because my Dom takes care of me and I am to take care of him. In all ways, the same way he does for me.”
He rubbed her ass as he pounded into her. “That’s a good Sub. Do you like this fat cock?”
“I love your fat cock, sir.” She chewed her lip as she looked out at the audience, her eyes landing squarely on me. “I love feeling your cock inside of me. I want you to fuck me.”
Blyss looked at me, then back at the woman on stage. “Well, that fucking bitch!”
Her jealousy was cute, but her anger was about to get out of hand as she tried to get up. I grabbed her hand and kept her where she was. “What the hell are you thinking?”
The woman on stage was still looking at me. “I want you to fuck me tonight. I want you to tie me down to the bed and fuck me until you can’t anymore.”
“I’m going to beat her ass!” Blyss said under her breath. “Just you wait!”
I took Blyss by her face, making her look at me. I could feel her body shaking with anger. “Blyss, it doesn’t matter what she’s doing. I am with you. You can see that, right?”
Blyss stared into my eyes. “You don’t want her, do you?”
I shook my head. “I only want you, Blyss Danner. Only you.”
The lights went down on their little scene, and the lights in the room came up to a dim yellowish color. Grant looked at Blyss and I as I held her tightly. “Seems that Sub on stage had it for you, Mr. M.” He smiled at Blyss. “Seems you had a bit of jealousy over that, Miss Danner. Perhaps you should learn a bit about controlling that. Mr. M, you should reign that in before it gets out of control.”
