Chapter 59: Chapter Fifty-Nine

Jason

Its been a while since I played. And I've wanted to play ever since Olivia wondered down here. The last time she was here, the door was not locked. She would have opened the door easily and walked in and seen inside this room. I actually wanted her to see it, and I was very disappointed that she didn't start with this door first. But at the same time I was happy, I wanted to be the one to usher her inside. To personally show her this room that no one but me and my previous playmates only entered.

Everyone that cleaned the house knew not to enter this room, hence I always kept it unlocked. I monitor the house, they know that. I have cameras everywhere that matters. Every floor in the house actually has a camera, some rooms too. I like to keep stock of my things. I like to know that they're safe, ok. I know these people would never steal from me though, they know what's at stake if they do.

I've waited too long for this moment, for this day. Sure I have spanked her a few times, but that was not me playing. And I've tied her before, but that was just to gauge her reaction. That was the day I decided she's good to go. That she would make a perfect playmate. And although she doesn't have a single bone of obedience in her body, she knows that in the bedroom I'm always in charge. Although our sexual acts have happened beyond the bedroom. But she knows that I control her body if she ever wants pleasure.

I don't know how I got so lucky. In every department of my life where she is concerned, I've become the luckiest son of a bitch I know. Seeing her bent over the bench has been a vision of mine since I bent her over my desk at work. The only problem right now I stay I can't bend her over the way I want because of the pregnancy. And she also can't stay long this way. And now I really wish that she would give birth so that we can both explore her limits in this debauchery.

I walk over to the cane stand and take the crop in my hand. I don't think I've ever been this excited to used a crop on a woman. But she is not just any other woman, she is my woman. I move it softly on her backside and she moans, jutting her ass out.

"Has anyone ever used a crop on you baby?" I ask, because I am curious.

I haven't actually asked her if she is into the D/S thing. I am a Dom. I can't help it, it's the one thing that helped me get where I am today. It's the one thing that drives me so hard. And although I ask Olivia the question, I don't think I am ready to know the answer. But she's been really quiet since we walked in here, I know she is aroused though, so maybe I didn't read her wrong.

"No." I land the first hit as soon as the answer comes, and moves back.

She is going to fall. I've been so excited over painting her ass red I didn't notice that her arms were hanging down and not holding onto the other side of the bench. I correct the position she is in then, making sure that she is not in any danger of falling face first.

"I'm honoured then to be the first man to do that." I say walking back behind her. "Hold on for me live. I'm going to hit you four more times baby, can you count for me?" I ask and she murmurs a yes.

I land the second lash on her right ass cheeks, the third where her ass meets her thighs on her left cheek and the fourth going to the same place on her right. She counts the lashes as they land, not wavering once. The bad girl she is is turned on. Her thighs are wet, the musky scent that is her filling the room, making me wish I could lap those juices up and not let them go to waste.

The fifth lash lands close to her pussy on her thighs and she jumps, moaning loudly. I drop the crop next to her head and touch the red of her ass, skimming my fingers and she hisses. Her skin paints prettily, I wonder how it would look if I used a cane. My hand slides down to her pussy and I dip my middle finger in her pussy while the other caresses her. Slowly and agonisingly I finger her pussy while listening to her moan music I never I want to stop.

"Please...make me come Jason. Fuck me with your fingers." "Just like that." "Faster, faster." "Fuck, I'm going to come." She moans just like that, and I pull my fingers out of her pussy and drop to my knees. I'd rather she comes on my tongue. I want to know what she tastes like after being lashed with a crop. As soon as the soft of my tongue meets her clit, she begs me to make her come again and I command her to come. She launches a string of "fucks" and I really wish I could see her face at this moment.

While she rides out her wave I launch to my feet again and take out my heavy cock and enter her, fucking her real fast to let her ride her high as I chase mine. Her tight walls squeeze my cock tight and I know she's about to squirt because my girl is a squirter. I feel a tingly sensation along my spine and I know I'm about to come. I slam into her one last time and still as I spill into her cunt.

If she could get pregnant while pregnant, we'd be in trouble. I don't think I've ever come this fast with my previous subs the way I come fast with her. Or even want to fuck someone everytime when I see them.

I pick her up and walk us to the couch. I don't want her to sleep where others used to sleep. I will take her upstairs after I gain strength.