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Bane wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, pressing the rest of his hard body against me. “I could imagine you on there, Little Bird. Your pussy glistening for me. Your nipples taut and desperate for my tongue.”
I turned my head slightly. “Yes.”
Uncurling his fingers, Bane turned me around and kissed me. “We have plenty of time for that. Let me show you what else is in here.”
There was a spanking bench, something called a queening chair, bars and stocks suspended from the ceilings, a sex swing, and an array of whips, chains, paddles, and cuffs. The main attraction, though, was a giant four-poster bed with anchor points all over it.
“Want to try anything?” he asked me, running his hand suggestively over my ass. My eyes darted to the spanking bench. Bane had used his belt on me that first time we were together, and although I thought I’d hate it, I’d enjoyed the fuck out of it. Lifting my hand, I pointed at it.
“Good girl,” he purred. “Get undressed for me, Little Bird, and I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life.”
With shaking hands, I unbuttoned my new shorts and took off the shirt Mrs. Bellinger had bought me. Bane sucked in a hiss when he saw the matching navy lace bra and panties set.
With a groan, he said, “I need to give Mrs. B a raise.” His hands roamed over my skin, cupping my breasts and tweaking my nipples. I gasped when he twisted one hard.
“Your nipples would look amazing in clamps,” he said softly into my ear. Biting down on my earlobe, he walked toward the cupboard hanging on the wall and opened it. Selecting something on a long chain, he brought it back with a smirk. “Take off your bra.”
Reaching around the back, I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor. Bane growled as he stared at my breasts already aching with need. He held out the clamps to me, letting me see them.
“They’ll hurt a little bit, but the good kind of hurt,” he said, rubbing his thumb over my already hard nipples. “Do you trust me?” At my nod, he kissed me hard, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and dominating all my senses. I sucked in a hiss when the first clamp went on, the pain only lasting for a moment before becoming a dull throb. He slid the other one in place, then trailed his hand down the length of chain that connected them. The metal was cold against my stomach, the two—the heat in my nipples and the cold of the chain—making me see the pleasure in this.
“Take off your panties while I choose something to spank you with.”
Hooking my thumbs into the sides, I shimmied out of the flimsy material and kicked them off to the side. I watched Bane peruse the cupboard once more. His strong fingers skimmed over the leather floggers and whips before finally settling on a leather paddle shaped like a love heart. He brought it over to me.
“Lots of surface area on this one,” he told me. “So the pain won’t be there. If you want something stronger, let me know.”
I gulped, then followed him to the spanking bench. It was shaped like a thin park picnic table, and I wondered how I was supposed to get myself onto it.
“Staddle it,” he said, pointing to two lower padded pieces. “Your hands and knees go either side, so you’re on all fours.”
I got myself into position, the hanging chain from the clamps creating a delicious burn in my breasts. Bane ran his hand over my bare ass, slapping it quickly. I sucked in a gasp, then moaned when he rubbed away the sting.
“You’re going to enjoy this, Little Bird,” he purred, striking me again with his bare hand. I bit my lip, knowing the moan that was trying to come out would sound too desperate. He took his time touching me, warming up my skin. It relaxed me, so I wasn’t expecting the first strike with the paddle. It sounded worse than it felt, but the combination of those two things made me wet. He soothed away the slight pain with his hand, then kissed the base of my spine.
“I think we might need something a little more… fun.”
I watched him return to the cupboard and pull out a thinner paddle. He tested it on his hand and smiled when he saw me watching. “I’m going to make you feel so good, baby.” Strolling back over to me, I licked my lips when I saw the bulge behind his zipper. Reaching around, he tugged the chain on the clamps a little, making me suck in a surprised breath. Lust shot straight to my pussy. With a wicked smile, he did it again. He kissed me on the mouth, then went back to my ass.
The first strike with the new paddle was intense but oh so good. Bowing my head, Bane kissed the spot he’d just struck, then dragged a finger through my wet folds.
“You like that, Little Bird?”
I nodded. “So much.”
“More?”
“Please,” I replied on a whimper.
Bane lined up for another hit and another and another until I felt my arousal slipping down the inside of my thigh. With each hit, he would soothe away the sting and prepare me for the next. Given Bane’s childhood and his experience with relationships, this darker side to his personality kind of made sense. He craved control like I craved the freedom of submission. Although he seemed to be enjoying this, I didn’t think he needed it all the time. Maybe just when things were fucking out of control in his life. I think the fire and me almost dying was the catalyst this time.
The next thing I knew, Bane was helping me off the bench and lowering me onto the bed. I had no idea how many strikes he had delivered or how long I was on the bench, but by the ache in my elbows and knees, it had to have been quite a while.
“You kind of went into a subspace there, Little Bird,” he murmured into the crook of my neck as he spooned me from behind. He was naked now, his skin hot against mine, his cock hard between my ass cheeks.
“Where?”
“Think of it like nirvana. You were lost in the pleasure I was giving you.”
