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“Are you sure he likes me? Why did he stick me out here in this cotton candy monstrosity?”

“It was my mother’s safe place. He wouldn’t put you out here at all if he didn’t trust you. Nobody besides the maids have been out here in years.”

“Oh.” Pax wasn’t quite sure how to feel about that. It was a little morbid for his tastes, but he appreciated the gesture of trust. “I figured he didn’t want me anywhere near you at night, so it wouldn’t be easy for us to sneak into each other’s rooms.”

She giggled, as he set her down on her feet. “Oh, that might have been part of it, I’m sure. But, if you think about it,” she boasted shyly,” we have a lot more privacy this way.”

Pax shook his head slowly from side to side. “Oh, you are a naughty girl, aren’t you? Insatiable too, I’m still not recovered from last night. I don’t need more sex, I need a fucking nap.”

As he had expected, Diamond immediately fashioned her features into an exaggerated pout. “I don’t wanna nap. I want to play.” Her hand covered the bulge in his trousers, and she giggled. “You want to play too.”

Pax removed her hand, grabbing her by the wrist and pinning it behind her back, turning her so that her back was now to his chest. “That’s quite enough. What did I tell you about touching me without my permission?”

Diamond sighed heavily. “That hugs and kisses were fine, but sex was your jurisdiction, and that sexual pleasure is yours to give and withhold.”

Still holding her arm behind her, he held it tighter, and farther up, forcing her to bend at the waist to relieve pressure. He had her right where he wanted her, but at the moment there was nothing he could do about it. The guest house had huge bay windows, and the window coverings Elizabeth had chosen were so thin they would be ineffective at providing any semblance of privacy. Still holding onto her by the arm, he backed up, pulling them both into the small bathroom, using his foot to close the door behind them. There were no windows, and the bathroom wasn’t nearly as small as he had assumed. Diamond was still bent at the waist, and he took the opportunity to pop her on the buttocks several times. “You need to remember your place,” he scolded, punctuating each word with a hard swat to her denim clad cheeks. “And, I am going to help you with that.”

With that settled, he let go of her arm. “Stay in position.” Reaching around her, with both hands, he found the button of her shorts, and released it, deftly sliding the shorts down to her ankles, and her panties with them.

She whimpered, softly, a guttural groan in the back of her throat. She knew that whatever came next would not be good, but she stayed in position.

“Put your feet apart, and grab your ankles.”

Pax stood back, watching as she followed his instructions, bringing her bits into full view. She had been waxed last week, and the results were something he would never tire of seeing.

She peered at him, glaring up from the space between her legs. Her expression seemed to challenge him. “What now?” she seemed to be saying.

“Patience, my little sub,” he purred, moving closer to her, so that she was back within arm’s reach, watching her face soften at his expression. Calling a sub by the term “sub” always seemed to hit that button, and he enjoyed watching them melt right before he claimed them.

He slapped her ass, watching with satisfaction as the skin bounced and reddened under the impact of his hand.

“Who’s in charge here, little sub?” he growled, nearly panting through his controlled arousal. He would play with her, and teach her a lesson, but there would be no sexual release for either of them. They were at her father’s house for God’s sake.

“You are, sir,” she squealed, as he pressed against her tightly puckered opening. Her face was flushed and she was biting her lip, as she tried to give up control, fighting her instinct to move away from his prodding fingers. He smiled to himself, recognizing the signs. She had never been touched here before.

“My little sub seems to be an anal virgin,” he teased, growing hard himself as he pushed his index finger past her tight virgin barrier.

“Yes, sir!” she squeaked out. “And I was hoping to keep it that way!”

Shaking his head, he chuckled deeply at her hesitancy. “That’s not going to happen, pet. I own all of you, and I will punish all of you. There is no quicker way to remind a naughty sub of her place than by claiming her naughty bottom hole.”

He pumped his finger in and out slowly, watching as she struggled to hold position against this new violation. She was uncomfortable, sure, and sorry for her misstep, which was kind of the point, but her glistening pussy told the story the rest of her would never tell. She was horny as fuck. She didn’t want to be turned on with a finger in her ass—they never did, but she was.

“Naughty subs get their bottoms punished often, pet. Anal punishments are a powerful tool in my arsenal, as you will soon learn. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle, and will train your naughty little hole to take more and more each time, and someday, you will take my cock here, and you will scream as I fuck your naughty little ass. It will happen, my pet. There’s no avoiding it. That day will come.”

He was pumping hard, thrusting his finger out all the way to the tip, before pushing it back in again, enjoying watching her squirm under his ministrations. Her pussy was dripping with arousal now, and he cupped her dripping mound with his other hand, enjoying her cries as she nearly wept with sexual frustration.

“Are you horny, little sub?” he asked, knowing the answer full well. Removing his hand, he licked her juices off his finger and moaned. “When you’re naughty like this, we both suffer. Your sex is mine to claim, your bottom is mine to claim, and your pain and pleasure both belong to me. Remember that,” he told her, thrusting once more, before withdrawing his finger completely, and smacking her on the bottom. “Stand Up!”

She obeyed, standing on shaking legs, swaying as the blood that had rushed into her face, settled back where it was supposed to be. Unsatiated, she eyed his bulging cock, tenting through the fabric of his ever present cargo pants. “Please, sir, may I service you?”

He should say no. This was her mother’s special place, on her parents’ property. It should be off limits. Not to mention that the fluffy pink atmosphere wasn’t exactly conducive to arousal. Or so he had thought. It didn’t actually seem to be having the adverse reaction he had expected. The chemistry between himself and Diamond was just that strong. His cock was rock hard, throbbing with need. A little role-affirming ass play had never had this effect on him before. His hands rested on his belt, his eyes never left hers as he slowly undid the buckle. His belt was just another thing on their list of experiences to have. She licked her lips salaciously, and he knew they were thinking along the same lines, but that would have to wait.

“On your knees, sub.” She sank to her knees before him, and he dropped his pants, pushing his black boxer briefs down to his knees. His cock sprang free, and she grabbed it greedily, quickly taking it deep into her mouth.

Arching his back, he thrust into her, groaning as she worked him over with her tongue, stroking his balls reverently, as her tongue ran up and down the length of his cock. It had been far too long since he had been pleasured in this way, and he had to force himself not to come on the spot, as Diamond seemed to be a master at working a man into a frenzied oblivion using only her tongue and the heat of her mouth. She deep throated him, until the head of his cock touched the opening of her throat, and he was amazed that she didn’t gag at all. His balls were cupped in the palm of her hand and she seemed to know exactly when to squeeze and exactly when to stroke.

He moaned from a place deep within him, with a hunger that he didn’t even recognize. It sounded more like it had come from a wild animal, but he knew that it was his own voice. The cool air from the ceiling vent caressed him as she slowly released him, until only the head of his penis remained in her mouth, and her soft hand wrapped around the length like a vise, squeezing tightly, as she massaged his shaft with her tongue. Slight flicks of her tongue against the tip had him moaning in ecstasy, until he could no longer hold back his release. She smiled as he came in her mouth, and he knew he had found a treasure.

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