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“Lay on your back,” he commanded.
“Yes, Master.”
When she complied, he admired her curves, hoping he could explore every inch. After dipping his fingers in the paint again, he made swooshes across her chest, torso, and legs. Slight movements and heavy breaths let him know that her body was responding—a masterpiece within a masterpiece.He leaned over, then met her eager lips with the fury of passion. Her fingers gripped his tensed arms, leaving trails of color all over his smooth skin.
“Thank you, Master,” she mustered.
“Tell me what you desire,” he whispered, nibbling on her earlobe.
The only thing more satisfying than taming a spirited creature was to claim her once and for all. If he could appease her heart’s longing, only then would she be the perfect companion. The journey toward two intertwining souls was the only love worth pursuing. Already, he was starting to love her.
Chapter9
Princess
Desire? What was it that she desired exactly?Even though there were strange sensations stirring inside, she couldn’t say for certain whether or not that translated. The only apparent thing was obedience to her master. In her mind, that meant she desired whatever he did. She trusted him so completely, that he had her full submission. He wasn’t just her Master, he was her God. His steady hands and brilliant mind molded her into life.
“I desire whatever you desire, Master,” she replied, with an unsteady breath.
Secretions of lust moistened her, turning her horny level into overdrive. He’d created her to be highly sexual, yet he was depriving her. Perhaps this was another test of submission? That was something she’d have to try to compute later.
When he leaned down, bit her bottom lip, then said, “No, Princess. Tell me whatyoudesire,” it sent a spark down her spine. Widening her thighs, she hoped he’d catch the hint. If he didn’t hit the button in between her legs soon, her systems would go into overdrive.
“Whatever pleases you,” she reiterated, moving the paint around in anticipation of his soft tickling fingers.
Her pussy swelled at the idea of going into the dark corners of Master’s desires. They both knew that eventually he’d give her his hard cock, but at that moment, she was met with a wrinkled brow.So what if she hadn’t followed rule number nine?It wasn’t a total crime, or even her fault for that matter. If anything it was a reflection of her master and what he created. Still, he stormed off in frustration.It was often characteristic of human animals to act in self interest without much introspection.
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“You’ll see,” he said with a clipped tone.
When he returned, he was holding onto a long wooden handle with a large flat square at the other end. Princess squealed at the idea of a punishment, knowing it would make both her and her master feel better. The way he took all that fury and passion, bottled it up, then doled it out again excited something inside that she couldn’t explain.
“Get on all fours,” he commanded.
“Yes, Master.”
Paint splattered in all directions when the paddle made contact with her ass. She tossed her head back and yelped. Beautiful splashes of color rained all around her. Some of it got on the tarp, and some of it was on her skin. No matter, it was a pleasant reminder of her punishment. The pleasing sting seared through her circuits, causing moments of both pleasure and pain.
“That’s for rule number nine,” he gruffed. “You must always tell me your desires.”
Princess closed her eyes and braced for the next pop, then pain seared across her bottom.God, it was amazing.
“Green, Master,” she said. For a moment, it almost seemed like an automatic reply, but she knew in her heart that it wasn’t.She liked being punished!
“Is that what you want, baby girl?”
“If it’s what you want,” she replied.
Despite her best effort to follow rule number nine, she just couldn’t be sure that what she was feeling was real. She was drawn to her Master, and certainly enjoyed his large cock and spankings,but what did it all mean?
“Bad girl,” he said, then instead of spanking her again, he gently rubbed away all the owies.
It was surprising that he stopped to caress her because it was an expression of endearment. Master was becoming bonded to her in an animal way, and it was awakening something primal and beastly inside.
After positioning her hips, then finding the perfect arch in her back, Master gave Princess something she’d been aching for— the thrust of his thick cock stretching her opening. As her horny sensors went in overdrive, passionate moans escaped her lips.Was it her desire or his?She hardly knew, only that it was one of the best experiences of her short life.
“Keep going, Master. Please,” she begged.
