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I hear him moving through the kitchen, opening and closing the fridge. Is he getting a drink? The thought of him leaving me here blindfolded and cuffed against the table sends a ripple of unease through my body. What if someone walked in? Porter has a keypad on the garage entrance, but what if someone got in some other way and found me like this?
Suddenly, Porter's big, warm hand is on my throat, squeezing lightly, and I let out a gasp, jumping slightly.
"Don't think like that," he murmurs in my ear. "I'll always take care of you."
"How'd you know?"
Porter laughs and his lips brush against mine. "Baby, you looked nervous as soon as the cuffs went on. It was written all over your face."
He knows me so well.
Porter's hand tightens around my throat, and his teeth graze the edge of my jaw. I whimper, my legs parting. I know he can feel the heat between my thighs.
"Your little pussy is already wet for me, isn't it, Bailey?"
"Y-yes."
"So sweet." His tongue licks down my neck, and I writhe against him. "You know I love when you're soaked for me, don't you? But I had something else in mind for tonight."
I freeze, my mind going in a million directions as I try to figure out what he means. We've done so much already! "W-what did you have in mind?"
His big, warm hands move under my dress, and he cups my asscheeks in his palms, squeezing and kneading them before pulling my panties down to my knees. My mouth falls open as his hands return to my bare cheeks, kneading again and spreading them just enough to drag an exploratory finger over my hole. "This sweet ass is what I had in mind, Bailey."
"I've never..."
His chuckle is low and dirty, and his fingertip presses against me just the slightest bit. I gasp, wiggling on the table. "That's the point, baby. Have you ever touched yourself here?"
"Nooo..."
"But it does feel good, doesn't it?"
"Y-yes. Yes, it does."
"Mmm. So innocent. Well, Bailey, we're going to find out exactly what feels good for you tonight and exactly how it feels when I slide my cock deep inside your ass. You can still tell me to stop, and I will."
"No, don’t! But…but I'm scared."
He chuckles again and his hands travel up my body, cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples through my dress. "I know, baby. But you know I'll never hurt you and never make you do something you don't want to do. I'm just going to show you a whole new way to get pleasure, Bailey. All you have to do is trust me."
"I...I do trust you."
Porter's lips are right against mine now, his hand turning my face so he can kiss me fully. This I'm familiar with. His tongue delving into my mouth, running over my teeth, reminds me of the intense pleasures he's already given me. He's never led me astray, so why would he now?
Okay, so yeah, I guess I'm going to let him fuck my ass.
Porter grins against my mouth and steps away, but before I can even process what's happening, there's a sharp sting across my asscheek. I cry out, and he does it again.
"You're thinking so loud, sweetheart." Porter's hand rubs over the stinging skin, soothing the burn. "Don't. Just relax. You know I'm going to take care of you."
He can see right through me. He always could. We've played with spanking before, and I enjoy it just as much as I did the first time, whining and wiggling against his palm as he caresses the sting away.
"Now spread those legs a little wider for Daddy. Let's see that pretty pussy."
My heart flutters at his words, and I do as he says, spreading my feet a few inches apart. I'm leaning on the table, and Porter runs a finger through my folds, his other hand sliding up the front of my body to close over my breast.
"Still so fucking wet." His touch is just enough to tease me, not nearly enough to please. "Such a sweet girl."
Porter's finger slides inside me, his thumb flicking across my clit. My hips buck back against him, and he laughs. "I'm going to take such good care of you, baby girl."
