Trust Me With Your Body

Trust Me With Your Body
Sera's POV

He pressed his lips hard on mine, licking and tasting. He grabs my lips with his and sucks them, hungrily, yet with so much passion and tenderness that I moan against his mouth.
He pulled me closer to him on the bed, slipping his tongue into my mouth at the same time, teasing me with it. I felt him as deep as my throat. His breath was hot against my nose, matching the intensity and hunger with which he claimed my mouth.
His fingers brushed my skin, grabbing onto the hem of my shirt. He broke from my lips to pull it off me. It flew over my head as he tossed it away.
His palm closed in on my breasts, and soon my nipples were throbbing under his fingers. He tweaked them gently at first, and I released a soft moan to match the thrill that rang through my body.
I caught the spark in his eyes too late to warn me of what he was about to do next. And by the time I knew it, I was throbbing on the bed, my nipples on fire, as he tweaked them so hard. Water stained my eyes as I cried.
“That is painful,” I screamed, squirming from pain and pleasure on the bed. I tried to struggle from beneath him, but I glimpsed something in his icy blue eyes, and I stopped. They assured me that he wasn't going to hurt me, that I could trust him with my body.
“That was painful,” I repeated.
He leaned low and planted a kiss on my lip, then he held my jaw, his touch full of warmth and care. “You have to learn to trust me, Seralyn, and give your body wholly to me. Let me guide you to pleasures unlike any you have ever known. There is a thin line between pleasure and pain, and I intend to show you that line.”
My lips pursed as I murmured, “Okay,” my voice still echoing a little reluctance. I knew I could trust him, yet I was scared.
He smiled, reassuring me with his eyes. “I won't hurt you, Seralyn. Trust me, that is the last thing I want to do. Just do as I say, submit entirely to me, and whatever you don't like, you can ask me to stop. STOP would be our safe world.”
“Okay, I trust you.” I said, my voice firmer than before. I decided to do as he says. What could possibly go wrong?
His face brightened more now, his grin reaching his ears. Without warning, he tweaked my nipples hard again. Pain throbbed through every inch of my breasts, shooting fast to my head. I grabbed the bedclothes, and I cried, tears staining my eyes.
“Don't cry, Seralyn.” He cooed, his voice gentle. It almost sounded like I was hearing him from my own head. “Just take a long, deep breath and savor the pain slowly, and watch it slowly ebb into pleasure.” He guided. His fingers were rubbing my nipples gently now, soothing the sting of the pain he’d inflicted on them.
I did as he told me. I took a long, deep breath, taking in the whole of the cold air around me, and when I began to release it, I felt the pain slowly slipping off me, and in its wake was a raw, aching pleasure. I squirmed a little on the bed, making a gentle moan.
“That's good, Seralyn. Now you are getting it.” He said. “So rise up,” he ordered.
I still didn't appreciate being ordered around, but I had promised to cooperate, and I will. I rose gently from the bed, kneeling naked before him.
His eyes took in my naked body one more time, the icy blue pair flashing with lust as if this was the first time he would be seeing me naked. “You have a great body, Seralyn. One that deserves to be worshipped time and time over.”
I didn't know how to reply to that. If he had scolded or rebuked me, I had a million words in my head with which to challenge him. Now that he complimented me, I suddenly realized I had no words in my head with which to reply.
But my cheeks did that for me. They suddenly burned with heat, so much so that he saw it, and he smiled.
“Turn around for me, Seralyn. Flatten your upper body on the bed, and arch your ass up for my cock.” He ordered.
My lips twitched to protest again. I remembered I had promised to submit to him. So I turned slowly, doing as he ordered, raising my ass to his pelvis.
There was a sharp zipping noise, and I felt his cock jutting against my sex, rock hard, though he hadn't put it in me yet.
I was expecting him to push his cock into me. It was a big shock to me and my ass, as his palm thudded hard against my ass cheeks. I jumped forward as a searing heat claimed my ass.
It was so hot and hard. My eyes watered immediately from the intense sting of his palm. I bit hard into the bedclothes, screaming.
“Remember, Seralyn.” He cooed gently from behind me. “Take a long, deep breath, and savor the pain, and soon you will enjoy it.” He said.
What the hell…? I almost yelled at everything. But I calmed, sighing heavily to calm the fire in my veins, and I did as he said, taking in a long, deep breath and releasing it, slowly savoring the pain. And soon again, I was rubbing myself against the feathery bedclothes, moaning softly.
I still hadn't recovered completely from that when I was jerked forward by another searing heat in my ass as he spanked me again. Hell! No. I screamed in my head at myself, pain shooting like hot needles fast from my ass to my brain.
I grabbed the bedclothes tight, my fingers tearing into the material. I quickly did as he had told me, taking deep breaths and trying to savor the pain. Soon, my pain came out as loud, rich moans that almost tore down my throat.
He continued to spank me, harder and harder, with his palms. Each ass cheek hot and throbbing, practically boiling over under his assault. I repeated his guidelines, and after each spank, I was moaning loud and hard instead of crying. He waited a minute after each spank for me to savor the pain and transform it into pleasure inside of me.
“You are doing good, Seralyn.” He beamed behind me. Though I couldn't see him, I could hear and feel the excitement and pride in his voice.
And for that moment, I felt adored. He sounded proud that I was his—his bride, his queen. This might probably be the last time we are together. But I sure as hell would never forget this moment with him.
Now he held my ass higher, still heated and hot under his spanking. Then his deep voice filled the room again. Now he spoke with so much pride, the air would be jealous.
“Now, I would claim your ass, Seralyn. Because it is mine, and while I fuck you, you will moan my name and call me your king. Any deviation from that, and you will get a spanking.” He said.
“But I have never been…” I was trying to warn him that I had never been fucked in the ass before. My words were cut short when he pushed his cock into my asshole, rough and hard.