Page 47 of The Last Knight


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“I’ll never get enough of you. Fuck!”

I hold the T-base of the plug between my fingers. She runs her tongue over the intrusion, her eyes fill with a mixture of hesitation and desire.

“Let go.”

Marcy pulls away and swipes a drop of spit from her lip with her tongue.

“There’s no way that’ll fit,” she argues, her eyes pleading.

“Stubbornness and physics are against your argument. Relax, princess. Lean forward, palms flat on the bed.”

“Sam…”

“That’s not how you address me right now. Is it, sunshine? Do you think it’s wise when I can simply do this–” I spread my fingers inside her tight ass and brush the pad of my thumb against the opening of her pussy. “–and remind you that you’re not coming until I split you open with my cock.”

“Sir,” she corrects, rocking her hips toward the intrusion. “We can have spanking and butt fun later,” Marcy pleads, her head tipped back, her eyes meeting mine. “You can punish my pussy with your cock, sir. Please! I need to cum.”

“That’s not how this works, sunshine,” I tsk. “But I promise you’ll regret those words someday.”

Marcy’s cheeks flame as she looks away.

“You’re supposed to remember punishments, princess. It seems my hand wasn’t enough last time and as your dominant, I won’t make that mistake again. I plan to correct you the way I should have.”

“Sir?”

“Look at me,” I urge.

She does quickly.

“I’m not mad at you. None of this is from anger. You need to understand that, Marcy.” I brush her hair from her eyes. “I would never harm you, but I will hurt you within your limits.”

She can live with a blistered ass but I can't live without her.

“Your safeword is always an option, don't forget that.”

“I know. Okay. I do. What are you going to use?” She glances nervously at where I placed the implements earlier. Some are part of my original plan for the evening. The rest is to gauge her reaction and assure her that no matter how or where I push her limits, I’ll never knowingly break them. Or her.

“No belts, crops, or other implements tonight. You’ll take six strokes from the paddle and you’re going to say thank you after every one. You will be given three seconds for your reply or the count starts over and I will add another to the tally. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir."

“Good, now be an obedient little slut and present your ass before you lose the kindness of this plug and get my cock as punishment. Spoiler, sunshine, it's not as nice or teasing as my fingers."

One of these days that beautiful sassy mouth of hers is going to get the punishment fuck she'd regret.

She was mine to mold and forever to cherish. There’d never be another soul that would see her this way. Her curvy body was on display for every dirty and depraved thought either of us would have.

Marcy’s body relaxes as she rests on her forearms, her forehead presses against the mattress as though it will hide her moans of need. The sheer black fabric skates down her body with her movement, releasing her breasts for my viewing.

“Such a beautiful sight,” I croon. “Might as well let the rest of it fall off. I need to see all of your creamy skin on display for me.”

I pull my fingers from inside her and pick up the plug, taking my time and slicking it from tip to base. I hold it between my fingers, satisfied with the long gentle curve of the base. Ensuring that it won’t slip or be uncomfortable at any point during her paddling, I place my hand on her back and position the plug at her lubed hole.

“I’ll go slow like I did my fingers and I promise, good girls like their ass split open and filled too.”

Marcy gasps and I use the distraction to slip the first third past her tight muscle. Her back bows but she holds her hips still, her breathing is rapid but she doesn’t dare move away from the intrusion.

“That’s it, it’s more than halfway. Are you ready for the next knot?”

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