Sweet Agony: A Collection of BDSM Erotica (6 page)

“Take it in girl. Open your mouth wide.” Michael ta
p
ped at one ass cheek with the crop, just hard enough to make it sting. Sarah did as he asked, and swallowed him whole. She immediately pulled back and shook her head her eyes pleading. A young inexperienced girl wouldn’t be able to take all of him so easy. If he wanted to play, she’d act the part.

“No Sir. It’s too big
,
Sir. I can’t. I’ll choke.” This time Michael growled and hit
her harder right on her puckered rosebud. Sarah jumped and whimpered, but a smiled played at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes and smile encouraged him, saying ‘Make me, you mean evil man.’, and Michael read every word.

“I told you to take me in your mouth girl. How dare you disobey me? Put your face on the floor, and reach backwards Miss Walton. You are to hold your ass cheeks open.” Sarah hesitated, slightly shocked. This was going to sting like hell.

“Do it now!” Sarah pressed her face to the floor and reached back with trembling hands to hold her cheeks open wide, feeling horribly exposed as she did so. She also felt incredibly turned on and could hardly believe it. She wanted nothing more than to grind her clit into the floor beneath her. Desire shot through every nerve in her body as anticipation clenched her stomach into a tight knot. Evil man. He was such an evil man who did exquisitely evil things to her body. Sarah’s last thought was lost in a blinding flash of pain as Michael did as he’d promised and brought the crop down right between her already sore cheeks, on the
tight little bottom hole within. She squeaked loudly, her hands flying up to protect her exposed flesh.

“Don’t make this worse young lady. Get your hands out of the way.”

“Oh God Michael, that hurt. I mean REALLY hurt!”

“Say the word kitten, and we stop.” Sarah bit her lip, her head swirling in confusion. How could he make things hurt so much and feel so good at the same time? That had stung like hell but it had also sent a jolt of pleasure to her core and a flood of juices dripping down her legs. Her whole body throbbed with desire from the sensation of that one blow. Did she really want to stop the game? She’d never been more turned on in her life. At that moment she was all his, to do with as he pleased, and she didn’t want it any other way. Sarah quickly shook her head. There was no way she was using the safe word. She was going to see this through. Who knew what delightful things Michael had planned for her for the rest of the night.

“No Sir.”

“God I love you, Sarah.”

“You’re out of character
,
Sir.” Sarah grinned at Michael and pursed her lips in a kiss. He shook his head and smiled.

“Such a sassy girl. One more stroke to give you incentive to suck me properly
,
and one extra stroke for moving your hands.” Sarah resumed her stance and Michael brought the crop down swiftly once, then again. Sarah cried out, hissing and shaking her head, but didn’t move her ass or hands. She could feel her desire trickling down her thighs and wanted nothing more than to please Michael so he would let her cum.

“Such a hot little bum you’ll have when I fuck you in that puckered little hole Miss Walton. It will be so scorching and tight. It looks so tender now. Tell me Sarah, does it hurt? Is your poor bottom on fire?”

“Yes... Sir.”

“Good. Every thrust will remind you, who owns you now. Gonna be so good my naughty girl
-
fucking fantastic
!
Now where were we? Ah yes, you were going to service me with your sassy mouth. Take the tip of my cock between your lips and slide down.”

Sarah looked up once and pouted at Michael, pushing out the very lips he
wanted wrapped around his shaft. He raised the crop and Sarah quickly put her mouth over the tip of his cock and slid down part way. She slid back up, circled him with her tongue then slid down again. Up and down she went, licking, making him slippery, circling her tongue round and round, until he was touching the back of her throat.

Sarah paused and took a deep breath then slowly went down a little more, swallowing until she had Michael firmly imbedded in her mouth, the curly hairs at the base of his cock tickling her nose as she gently squeezed his balls.

“Ummmmmm” Sarah made the sound of pleasure deep in her throat and Michael gasped at the vibration. He reached forward and gathered her braids in one hand and flicked the riding crop down onto the tiny rosebud of her bum with the other.

“Good girl, now move up and down while you suck me. Use your tongue too.” Sarah ran her tongue over the underside of Michael’s cock then slowly began to bob her head up and down, fondling his balls and sucking inward as she went. Michael
roughly guided her head and continued to play the crop over her sensitive bum hole, rubbing it, tapping it, teasing it. Sarah wiggled and Michael laughed.

“You want me to fuck you there too, don’t you my wicked naughty girl? Want me to slide my cock in and out like I’m sliding in and out of your hot mouth. Suck me Miss Walton, suck me hard. That’s the way. Use that tongue. Swirl it. Lick me. Faster now. Oh yeah. That’s a good girl. Sucks cock so well. Born for it
,
you were. Such a good little cock sucker. Harder now baby. So wet. So hot. Fucking your sassy little mouth. Fucking it good. Fill it up with my cum. Harder girl, suck harder now. That’s the way. Oh fuck. Gonna cum soon. Faster Sarah,
gonna cum in your sweet mouth. Gonna cum and shoot it down your throat. Swallow me up you bad little girl. Swallow my cock down your throat. Fucking your mouth I am, fucking it so deep. Gonna cum in your hot mouth. So hot. Oh God. Oh Sarah.”

The rest of Michael’s litany turned into a series of moans and growls as Sarah sped up. She reached behind Michael and
grasped his ass as he tugged her braids harder and faster. She dug her fingers into his flesh and took him in all the way, sucking and running her tongue round and round as she felt the muscles in his thighs tighten signaling the approach of his orgasm. Sinking down all the way to the base, cheeks hollowed, sucking as hard as she could, Sarah held Michael tightly with one arm around his back as he exploded in ecstasy. He cried out as he came, and Sarah swallowed quickly, her throat muscles constricting his cock. She pumped the base of his shaft with her free hand in a blur of motion, lapping at him with her tongue, swirling it across the tip to heighten the intense sensations, never letting up until he was completely spent and shuddering helplessly.

Sarah slowly let him slip out of her mouth and cradled him in her hands, gently bathing his cock with tiny licks as he regained his senses. Aftershocks of pleasure coursed through him as she licked and kissed his shaft and balls, bringing him down and back to earth. He rubbed her
head as he sighed, and she looked up at him shyly.

“Did I do all right Mr. Headmaster, Sir?”

“You did very well Sarah. Very well indeed. I think a reward might be in order.” Sarah smiled at him, pleased with herself. She shifted her legs and wiggled her hips so her thighs pressed together, putting friction on her clit.

“On second thought you little chit, I think I’ll proceed with your punishment. How dare you sit there and try to pleasure yourself right in front of me? Didn’t I give you strict order regarding that?”

“Oh please Sir. I’m sorry. I only moved a little.” Sarah groaned inwardly. He wouldn’t do that to her. He couldn’t do that to her! Sarah was fuming and her eyes spoke volumes. Michael smiled wickedly. What he planned would make her hotter and make her cum, he just didn’t want her to know it yet.

“Please” Sarah fidgeted and frowned
;
she hated begging. She’d been sure he’d let her cum after the blow job she’d just given him. Damn him, it was just a small wiggle but he’d seen it none the less. She couldn’t
help it if she was dying for a little release. Making him cum always left her dying to do the same. It turned her on to give him so much pleasure. Now she had no real choice but to play along if she wanted to feel those wonderfully talented hands and tongue on her body.

“I will let you cum Miss Walton, you’ll cum long and hard but, only when I’m ready. Now lay over my lap girl. No arguments now or it will be the crop on your pretty little pussy instead of my hand on your bum.”

Sarah stood and glared at Michael. She stomped her foot in irritation, but then lay over his lap. Michael’s cock began to stir anew at the sight she made and the feel of her body pressed against him. How he loved her ass. It was so firm, yet soft, and tonight it was crimson and hot to the touch. Michael rubbed his hand in small circles on her cheeks over and over occasionally brushing over her swollen lips with enough pressure to tease but not please. Again and again he repeated the action, slowly driving Sarah mad. She wanted more, she needed more
;
why wouldn’t he just touch her?

“Please Sir.”

“Hush that mouth Miss Walton. You’re going to be spanked long and hard now and it’s going to hurt. Bad girls are supposed to have their bottoms spanked, and you’ve certainly been very bad. I will pleasure you only after you’ve been punished. Now slide forward a little and spread your legs. I want to see all of that sweet little cunt of yours. Want to be able to spank it too. Such a strumpet you’ve been. You’re a flirt and a tease, and your pussy must be punished.”

Michael slid her forward so her ass was nicely presented and his knees supported her comfortably. She was going to be in this position for a long time. He spread her legs and looked longingly at her glistening pink lips. They were swollen, wet, and shiny, and he yearned to bury his face between her legs and lap up her sweet nectar. “So beautiful.”

He wrapped one arm around her waist to support her and began to deliver hard slow spanks with the other. Over and over they rained down, firm and steady, leaving beautiful palm prints, and making Sarah wiggle and squirm. He continued with the
punishing blows, turning every inch of her skin from the top of her ass to the middle of her thighs, a brilliant red.

“You are never to skip school. You will always be on time when I summon you.
You will
never
flaunt your body, and you will service me the second I command it.” Stinging slaps accompanied his words. “From this day on you belong to me. I will be the one who disciplines you, and  I will be the ONLY one who sees to your needs, and you will NEVER, EVER, EVER, parade yourself around this campus like a two bit whore.”

Over and over again Michael spanked Sarah in a relentless rhythm, high, low, one cheek then the other, occasionally landing a hard slap on her pussy, until Sarah was whimpering, breathless, and near tears. Her body raged with the fire of pain and desire. It tingled in every nerve with each cruel slap. Michael was holding nothing back. She rocked her hips in time with the blows lost in the sensation. Sarah didn’t know if she was trying to escape or trying to arch into each exquisite jolt of pain.

“Oh God please Sir, I’ll be good. Please. I’ll be so good, I promise. Please, please, please.”

“Yes you will be good when I’ve finished with your naughty bottom, but I’m not finished yet. You can still take more and you will. Now get yourself ready for the rest of your punishment.” Michael centered his hand low on her ass right over the swollen lips of her pussy. Sarah jerked in his arms and twisted on his lap as he began to spank her there. Fire ignited between her legs and spread rapidly through her body. Pleasure, pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, pain, almost there, pleasure, pain, oh God, yes, almost there.

“More, moremore
,
moremoremore...oh God.” She was on the verge of the most powerful orgasm of her life when Michael stopped. “NOooo!” Sarah howled and pounded her fists against the floor. “No! Don’t stop. Please.”

“Hush my naughty nasty girl. Here’s what you want.” Michael shifted Sarah so her ass was high in the air. He slid his thumb inside her and reached under her settling his fingers on each side of her
engorged clit but not touching it. Michael wiggled his thumb then pulled out and pushed back in. He reached forward, pushing in as far as he could go, and stroked her sweet spot, making Sarah’s body tremble in his arms. Her muscles clamped down, gripping his thumb as it pleasured her. “That’s the spot isn’t it my sweet girl? So tight you are. Tight and hot, fire and velvet. No man’s been here before me. You’re mine. Only mine. Do you like this baby? Does it feel good? Does baby want to come?”

“Yes... yes..yesyesyesyes. Now oh please now.”

Michael picked up the riding crop and began to strike her ass as he closed the fingers of his other hand over her clit. Pumping his thumb in and out, moving his fingers in a blur of frenzied motion over her swollen nub and pussy, and spanking her with stinging swats of the crop he said the words Sarah had been longing to hear.

“Come for me Sarah.” And she did. Incredibly hard as a keening wail tore from her throat. All the combined sensations rolled into one and exploded in her core. All
the built up tension, all the aching need, all the longing, all the pain and the endless desire tore thru her as he frantically rubbed her clit and whipped her ass. Sarah screamed his name, fingers curling in the carpet as she grabbed hold, trying to keep her balance. Her heart pounded in her ears, and her body shook with incredible force. She rocked her hips, grinding into his fingers and riding his thumb, rising up to meet each blow of the crop. The strength of her orgasm overtook her and she began to tremble, the overpowering sensations surging through every nerve in her body. Her muscles went limp, and Michael tossed the crop aside, slowing his fingers as she gasped for breath, then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her up onto his lap to cradle her as her body quivered with the power of her release.