Teasing Her Marine Master (6 page)

"That first one was for not addressing me properly." He held her arm and delivered two more whacks that made her cry out. "These are for being bratty."

"Sorry, sir."

He kissed her cheek, the gesture sweet and forgiving. "Strip."

She stepped forward and turned to face him. Very slowly, she grasped the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. He took the dress from her and draped it over the chair in the corner. When he came back, Mack walked a circle around her and studied her body. His hand caressed her bruised bottom. "Still sore?"

"Yes, sir."

"It looks beautiful," he murmured. His finger traced one of the stripes imprinted by the belt. She had to agree with him. She'd been a bit surprised by how oddly beautiful her marked skin looked. This morning, she'd spent a good ten minutes just staring at her ass in the mirror and reliving the memories of their two times together.

"And these?" He cupped her breasts and brushed his fingers across her nipples. "I was a little rough with them. Do they hurt?"

"They're tender, sir, but I'm not in pain."

"Good." He stepped in front of her and gazed down into her eyes. He touched her cheek and smiled down at her. "You really are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

She warmed under his adoring gaze. "Thank you, sir."

When his lips met hers, she gave a little moan. It felt so good to be kissed by a man who knew what he was doing. There was no fumbling or awkwardness, no uncertainty in how to kiss or when to deepen it. Mack possessed the confidence of a skilled lover. Under his loving hand, she was learning more than she'd ever imagined.

Mack crouched and grasped the backs of her thighs. He lifted her up off the floor. On instinct, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed and placed her on it. She shuddered with anticipation as he crawled over her. The thin cotton of his t-shirt grazed her stiff nipples. His jeans were rough against her thighs.

She sighed as Mack's lips dropped to her throat. He peppered kisses along the curve of her neck and then lower along the swells of her breasts. He traced her nipples with the tip of his tongue and suckled them gently, the long, slow pulls making her wetter and wetter.

"We're going to start things off nice and easy, sugar." His lips traveled down the slope of her belly. He dropped off the bed onto his knees and hauled her ass down to the edge of the mattress. "After that, I can't make any promises."

She swallowed hard as the realization that she had no idea what would happen to her tonight. Maybe he'd just fuck her. Maybe he'd tie her up again and beat her ass. Maybe he'd use all those toys on her pussy and ass and leave her gasping and begging for mercy. She didn’t know—and it thrilled her.

Eyes closed, she licked her lips and enjoyed the trembling sensation invading her lower belly as Mack's mouth teased across her cunt. He parted her folds with his fingers and swirled a fingertip around her clit. The tiny nub was already swollen and aroused. His finger moved lower and dipped inside her wet pussy. He made an appreciative sound at that discovery.

His lips touched her clit and she gasped. His tongue flicked lazily around the pink pearl. She swiveled her hips and relished the decadent sensations he evoked. His tongue fluttered over her clit before he sucked it between his lips. He teased the bud. When he released her clit and penetrated her pussy with his tongue, she saw stars. Grasping the quilt in both hands, she rocked her hips and moaned. He tongue-fucked her in the most wonderful way. His tongue wiggled side to side and thrust back and forth.

"Please," she begged. "Oh, please, Master."

He groaned against her pussy and swiped his tongue right back to her clit. He flicked it faster now and then swirled the pliable, velvety muscle over the bud. There was no holding back now. She wanted to draw out the blissful feeling but her orgasm slammed into her. Toes curled against the bed, she rocked atop the bed in time with the blissful bursts "Oh! Oh! Master! Ah!"

Mack's tongue left her and she went limp. It was the sound of a lid snapping open that pulled her sated gaze from the ceiling to the man kneeling between her thighs. He squirted a dollop of clear lube on his fingertips. "Hook your hands under your knees and lift them up high."

She bit her lower lip as embarrassment burned her face but did as instructed. She lifted her legs high in the air and rolled onto her shoulders. "Oh!"

He chuckled at her sharp intake of breath. His fingertips smeared the slippery gel over her virgin asshole. He worked one finger inside her and then a second. She wiggled as her body protested the intrusion. When the fingers of Mack's other hand started to rub her clit, she quieted. Now
that
felt good.

"You like that?" His fingers drove her crazy as he stroked inside her ass and strummed her clit. "Look at you. My little anal whore."

From anyone else, that kind of language would have been insulting. Honestly, she'd have popped any other man in the fucking mouth for talking to her in that way. Her father hadn't raised her to take crap like that from anyone.

But with Mack it was different. He spoke with such adoration, even as those filthy words dripped from his beautiful mouth. She couldn't explain it. What would have been an insult from any other man sounded like a pet name from Mack.

"I'm going to fuck your ass, Jolie. Make no mistake."

She gulped. "Yes, sir."

"I won't hurt you. Do you trust me?"

"I do, sir."

"We'll work up to it."

"Yes, sir."

His fingers slowly pulled free from her ass. A second later, she heard the lube bottle opening again. He picked up something from the bed. She didn't have to wonder for long what it was. The smooth, blunt tip of a butt plug pressed against her hole. She clenched on instinct.

"No." Mack stroked her thigh, his fingers still wet with lube. "Relax your ass, Jolie. Let me in."

She exhaled a shuddery breath and tried to follow his orders. The butt plug breached her ass and started to enter her. The fingertips on her clit moved a little faster now. Her body felt torn between the panic and discomfort of the slick plug invading her ass and the deliciously good sensation of his fingertips swirling over her clit.

"Ah!" The toy plopped into her backside. She squirmed at the bizarre sensation of the plug fully sheathed in her backside. It felt…odd. "I don't think I like this."

"I don't remember asking." He petted her thigh. "Give it a chance. If you don't like it, or if it starts to hurt, use your safe word."

The reminder of how easily she could put an end to this soothed her. "Yes, sir."

He kissed her thigh. "Do you have a vibrator, Jolie?"

She was momentarily stunned by the frank question. "Yes, sir."

"What kind?"

She actually blushed. "The bullet style." She remembered the assortment of toys on his bed. "Like that pink one you bought."

"Is that so?" A moment later, he pressed something into her hand. "Here. Use it."

She was glad he couldn't see her face. Even though they'd already been intimate, this seemed so embarrassing to her. Still, she didn't hesitate to do as he'd asked. She twisted the vibrator to activate it and left it on a low setting. She placed it against her clit and rubbed it side to side before swirling it around a little.

"Unnnh!" Her eyes widened when Mack grasped the butt plug and started to slowly fuck her with it. The buzz on her clit felt so good it overwhelmed the strangeness of being penetrated anally. She moaned as the plug glided in and out of her asshole. Wanting to experience even more pleasure, she kicked up the vibrating speed on the pink bullet.

Mack slid the plug back in deep and stood. He started to undress. "Don't take that vibrator off your clit."

"I won't, sir." Her belly clenched as that coil of bliss started to tighten.

He peeled out of his jeans. "Are you close?"

"Yes, sir." She bit her lip as the first panicky wave hit her.

"If you come without my permission, I'm going to punish you."

"What?" Her gaze to jumped to his face. He stood naked by the bed and gazed down at her, his arms crossed in front of his chest in the most imperious way.

"Come without my permission and I'll punish you." He was serious. She started to pull the vibrator off her clit but he shook his head and pointed at her pussy. Gulping she put it back. "Ask me nicely and I might let you come."

"Please, sir." She curled her toes and clenched her other hand into a fist. "Please let me come."

"No."

"Oh, god. Please. Please, sir."

"No."

Her thighs trembled. She stared at the ceiling and tried not to think about the wonderful buzzing vibrating her clit. "Please. Please, Master."

He bent down and slid two fingers into her juicy pussy. "No."

She couldn't help it. The added stimulation of those two fingers shoved her over the edge. She came hard. "Ah! Ah! Master! Ah!"

"Oh, you bad, bad girl." The fingers buried in her cunt started to fuck her fast. "Coming without my permission." His thrusting fingers forced her into a second even more powerful orgasm. "Look at you. Coming on my fingers. Coming with that toy in your ass. Dirty little girl."

Jolie's head whipped side to side as he tormented her with his fingers. That plug in her ass suddenly felt very good. The vibrator on her clit was just too much. When he took it away from her, she sagged with relief. He removed his fingers, too, but kept the plug seated in her ass. "I'm sorry, sir."

"I don't think you are." She flinched when he touched her ass but he just chuckled. "I'm not going to spank you. Your ass has had enough, I think. I've got something else in mind. You're not going to like this." He tossed the vibrator aside and bent down to retrieve something from the pocket of his discarded jeans. "But I know I will."

That definitely didn't bode well for her. She spotted the gleaming silver nipple clamps attached to a chain the second he knelt on the bed. They dangled from his big, rough hand and jingled intimidatingly. "Oh, no! No!"

She'd read enough about those things to know how infernal they could be. Having Mack pinch and squeeze her nipples was bad enough. Now he wanted to put those
things
on her? Oh, hell no.

He placed a hand on her lower belly. "Do you want to safe out?"

She went still and considered his question. Was she afraid of the clamps? Oh, hell yes. Were they going to hurt? Yep. Would Mack put them on her if he didn't think she could handle it?

No. The answer came to her with a resounding thud. He knew she could take it. Because he believed in her, she believed in herself.

"No, sir. I don't want to use my safe word."

His lips twitched with a smile. "All right then. Hold still."

She held her breath as he attached first one clamp and the other. There wasn't a sharp blast of pain as she'd been expecting, just an uncomfortable vise-like grip. She inhaled and exhaled slowly. Okay, she could do this.

Mack cupped her breasts and kneaded her flesh. She winced at the throbbing ache. "All right?"

"Yes, sir." She was. It was an odd squeezing feeling but she'd get used to it soon enough. She'd already gotten used to the plug in her butt.

He climbed off the bed and pointed a spot on the floor. "Kneel."

She hastily complied but frowned as the toy crammed in her backside made the kneeling position a bit precarious. Her breasts felt more sensitive. The chain connecting the clamps pinching her nipples slapped against her skin.

Mack fisted his cock, his scarred fingers sliding up and down his erect shaft. "Hands behind your back. Open your mouth."

Lips wide open, Jolie waited for Mack's cock. The head nudged her lips. She licked him, making him nice and wet before he pressed forward. He thrust in and out of her mouth very leisurely at first. She gazed up at him and reveled in the sight of this lean, mean-looking man enjoying her mouth. His chest heaved. His jaw was tight. His nostrils flared as he fucked her mouth.

She relaxed her jaw and flattened her tongue for him. She wanted to show him just how good she could make him feel. He'd already given her so much pleasure and taught her so much. He was so much older and worldly, there was no way she could teach him anything. But pleasure? Oh, yes. She could do that.

Mack grasped his cock and stroked it. "Suck my balls, Jolie. Put them in your mouth. Run your tongue all over them."

She hummed hungrily and dipped her head. He pulled up on his cock as he jerked himself. His balls dangled right there and were perfectly accessible. She laved the taut sac and flicked her tongue against the seam. She sucked one side of his pouch and then the other before nibbling him gently.

"Show me your mouth," he ordered. He took the chain attacked to the nipple clamps and looped it over his dick. He tapped his cockhead against her lips, smearing his pre-cum all over her skin. The chain tugged on the clamps and made her hiss. Her clit pulsed though. "Open wide. Wider."

She did as instructed. He started to fuck her mouth fast now. His fingers tangled in her hair. He pumped her head back and forth on his cock. The chain jiggled and tugged at her nipples. Her heart raced at the dirtiness of it. Her pussy started to ache with emptiness. She wanted to reach down and touch her clit but didn't dare. Having him fuck her face just turned her on so damn much.