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Chapter 6
The girl feels her body answering to His ever tightening hold on her long locks, back bowed so soft breasts offered up to Him for His hand to touch, maul, hurt or stroke, cheeks flooded with warm color, her breathing most embarrassing as she realizes she's panting, not willing to admit to herself that this even turns her on in the smallest way, but unable to ignore the clenching of her cunt muscles as they grip at the air, a moist swirling of heat that seems to roll through her in waves.
She feels His fingers loosen their hold, her body staying in position, unable to do much more than raise her gaze to His face and try to breath, every nerve ending ready for His hands striking her as her body stiffens, the fact that she is naked a fact she prefers not to think about.
"Now then, bitch, let's see the canvas of flesh that we have to play with."
He steps back; she can feel His gaze stroking her body, causing her to visibly quiver as He looks her over, her nipples feeling tight and hard as blood rushes into her aureola, feeling it pucker, wrinkling with some feeling she can't quite explain, blushing as she feels her shoulders pull back and offer Him more of her soft skin, eyes slowly closing as He draws his gaze over her, her thigh muscles feeling strained as she keeps them open for Him, the slick moisture that seeps out of her body something she can easily ignore until she feels His hand touching her, a gasp leaving her lips in shock, head falling back as His fingers explore her breasts, smoothly pushing on them and tugging on her nipples, weighing them in His palm, flicking His nail over her nipples, a small scream escaping her lips as she feels His nail slowly sinking into the tender pink flesh of one hard bud.
"Oh..that hurts, oh please don't hurt me, that hurts, Sir, oh it hurts, please I have not done anything wrong, I am staying in position, oh please no pain."
He laughs.
Her body crawls with fear, hands clenching at her hips, wanting to hide herself from His view but not willing to face the fears He's sending into her body in small pulsing beats. Her words having only made His nail sink in harder, back arching, flashes of light behind her eyelids as her lips part.
She squeals out.
"Ah, such a pretty little thing you are, such tender hard little nipples, you are going to be one bitch that is fun to train. You will learn that not all pain is for punishment purposes, and not all punishment includes pain; it is for me to control, and for you to accept, allow this pain to help you explore yourself, take your fingers, open that cunt for me, spread those lips wide."
She shakes her head no, hearing His words, the pulsing beat in her nipple causing her to have issues thinking, His grip becoming tighter on her small bud, throbbing deep inside her, one trembling hand coming up to slide down her thigh, palm sweaty with embarrassment, fingertips icy cold against the flush of her flesh's surface, gasping out in a soft moan as her fingers find her slick cunt, the tuft of hair over her lips already moist with seepage, hips rolling more forward to her touch, face flooding with color as she tries to twist her head to the side only to feel His grip on her hair shaking her, a small warning to hold still as His nail cuts into her, drawing forth a yelp.
Shock reverberates through her spine as she strokes wet pussy lips, spreading her own moisture over her body's surface, slick and slimy, thick and warm, cooling fast as her hips roll back and forth, eyes sliding shut as her mind escapes into the pleasure she is experiencing, able even to ignore the pain in her nipple. His fingers starting to roll it, frissons of some weird, tingly warmth crawling down her belly as her breathing reaches her ears, and she fingerfucks her body for the pleasure of this man, her first time doing such in front of another person, crying out as her fingers touch to a swollen clit, feeling it poke out hard and tight from its hood, thighs parting even wider, His grip on her hair loosening as she loses herself in the pleasure, pressing on that tiny button, hips bucking upwards as heat starts to cover her in mottled colors, her body shaking as the crux of need rises inside her, suddenly she feels His fingers close around her wrists, pulling them high above her body, hips still fucking, fucking like a slut at the air, wet cunt lips parted and swollen as she offers her body so wantonly to Him.
"Oh no, please…oh, don't stop me, please, Sir, please, the pleasure is so strong, so heavy, I need to touch, please don't stop me, fuck, fuck, please I need this, oh my body feels so swollen and ripe."
"Ahhhh, such a good little slut you are, but mmmm….no, I do not think now is the time for you to be allowed release, you have not earned that reward yet, I simply wanted to see how well you react to fear and control."
He holds her wrists tighter, ignoring the fact that her body is writhing beneath Him, her soft cries heated and dry as she struggles to go over the precipice she had carried her body to, anger flashing in her head at His words, not allow her release? What the hell is this man speaking of, NOT ALLOW her to cum? Like He could stop her, her body was not His, could not be His, she would not allow it!
Tightening down her muscles harder, riding the waves of pleasure that coursed through her system, the edge so close, so very, very close as her panting reaches a high level, screaming out suddenly as she feels the sharp *SLAP* to her cheek, reeling backwards, all thoughts of pleasure leaving her mind as she falls to her side and wraps her fingers around her face, released from His grip as He slaps her, sobbing out in anger, fear, denial, and some sort of strange hungry need that is coursing through her, her knees pulling up to her chin as she curls a throbbing body into a tight ball at His feet, tears once again coursing down her cheeks.
"Time for me to take my leave once again. When I return, little slut, you will crawl to my feet and present yourself to me; I suggest you take the next few hours to rest, drink and eat, you are shaping up really well, I am quite pleased with you. Do not touch yourself, in any way, in any sexual manner that seeks to orgasm, if you do, you will pay, and pay dearly."
So saying, He turns and walks out, the solid clicking of the lock causing her to twitch in a ball on the floor, quiet sobs carrying her into a safe small sleep, her thoughts spinning out of control in her head.
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