The Officer's Little Rebel (13 page)

“Hmmm…”

“Will you…” She flushed, unable to continue.

“Will I what?”

“Will you… spank me?”

“Oh, my. This is unexpected,” he chuckled. “You’ve been such a good girl, that if I spank you, it will have to be a good girl spanking.”

“What is that?”

Imogen quickly realized that rather than tell her, he planned to show her. Royce put her over his lap, his hand roaming over her bottom. Then he began to spank her, alternating the swats with rubs and light kneading to her bottom. Imogen could feel her pussy clenching as the swats became harder and the light sting became a burn. She closed her eyes, thinking of the times he’d spanked her for correction, and felt her excitement growing. He was the dominant force in her life, and she—despite her strengths—was choosing to give him her ultimate submission. Her own feelings of vulnerability in the face of his dominance excited her all the more. She felt her orgasm crest and then break, the waves of pleasure washing over her.

Now he took his fingers, slick from her copious arousal, and slid his finger between her bottom cheeks to begin massaging the outer rim of her dusky rosebud. He teased her there, testing her, and when she could barely take it, he moved her from over his lap to over the edge of the bed and put his face between her nates, stabbing her posy with his tongue until he’d breached it with the tip. Imogen saw stars as he continued to run the tip of his tongue around her bottom hole, his fingers still playing with her pussy as he dragged more and more of her cream up to coat and lubricate her back passage.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said, for during her recovery, she’d secretly put in the trainers in anticipation of this moment. “Please put your cock in my bottom.”

She did not have to ask him again. He was nudging her little rosette with the head of his large cock, pressing, testing. She looked back at him, her expression a mixture of apprehension and need. Imogen wanted this, wanted the pleasure, the pain, to show the submission it would require to take all of him into her bottom.

He pressed forward. She pressed back, relaxing her bottom against the sting of his initial entry. She felt a burn as the muscles of her virgin portal stretched to allow him to push in by degrees. He reached under her, his finger pinching and stroking the sensitive bud at the top of her slit. She pushed back involuntarily, and felt a wave of pleasure-pain as he slid in deeper. Soon, Imogen was moving with him, her body absorbing a collision of sensations—the stinging of her back entrance as it adjusted to the girth, the pleasure of his fingers on her clit, the excitement of his using her in this way. She could tell Royce was excited, too; he told her over and over how good her bottom felt to his cock, how he would take her in this manner whenever he wanted, how he would decide when and where to fuck her because she was his, only his.

“Oh, only yours,” she said, pushing back, and he groaned and began to move steadily.

“Oh, oh!” She’d not expected her orgasm to be so powerful, and had not expected him to reach his pleasure at the same time. It felt so perfect, her pussy clenching, the fullness in her bottom, his cock spurting into her. It was as if time had stopped and made them one body.

After several long moments, he withdrew, but when she tried to stand, he told he her to stay where she was.

“I want to watch your little rosebud close back up,” he said. “I want to watch it weep with my cream until it does. Do you know how beautiful you are, my little one-time rebel?”

“Your love made me beautiful,” she said. “My world was so gray before you. Now it’s alive and sparkly and perfect.” He reached down and stroked her hair. “Tomorrow, it will be more perfect,” he replied. “We’ll be man and wife, and every day will be like today. I promise.”

Imogen smiled, believing in him completely. Major Kingsley, her papa, her husband, would always be a man of his word.

The End

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