Pleasurable Punishment

It was clear that Rune was completely taken aback. He had the unpleasant feeling that he was going to throw up at any moment. He could not sleep with two women who were related. "Is Romina your relative?" He had no choice but to ask more; maybe Leslie made an assumption about who he was sleeping with rather than knowing the actual person involved.

"Romina, yes, she is also a vampire I know, Rune."

As Leslie approached, Rune took a step back and his gaze went to the belt that was folded. He wasn't afraid of punishment because Leslie always gave him unusual punishments. Yet such punishments were never given in an environment where someone else could very well know what was going on. In his eyes, the fact that he slept with Leslie and Romina was punishment enough. He couldn't for the life of him imagine the possibility that they were related. The thought made him sick. He wondered if Romina was aware that he was with Leslie and if the two had discussed it or not.

If the two of them were purposefully looking for him together, it would make things very difficult for him, so he had to ask Leslie, "How did you know?"

Leslie raised an eyebrow as she stared at Rune, "before, you didn't confirm her name for me?"

"Oh." Rune suddenly remembered their earlier conversation. "I had no idea you were related to her."

"It doesn't matter if you know! There was absolutely no reason for you to sleep with anyone else after you signed an agreement that specifically forbade it!" While Rune was trying to collect his thoughts, Leslie grabbed his hand and carried him to a chair in the far corner of the kitchen. "Sit here."

He sat down without asking anything, but after a while he slowly looked at Leslie and said, "Joshua's home."

"I do not care." Rune took a breath and felt his heart beat quite fast. Since they weren't alone, he didn't expect Leslie to be thinking about anything. He knew what happened in the mall, but the people surrounding them were strangers and didn't have much information. Joshua was well aware of the situation they were in.

He was aware that Leslie was looking around, but he wasn't sure why she was doing it. It piqued his interest as Leslie moved away from him and headed towards one of the kitchen counters as it indicated she was about to do something. "Are the safe words still fresh?" Leslie asked him as she removed two items from the counter that Rune couldn't see from where he was sitting.

"Yes."

"Good. You prefer skin marks. I really wish I'd been aware of that sooner. I think you talked to Romina about that, but not me." Rune couldn't understand where Leslie was going with her words until he turned around and saw what Leslie was carrying in her hands. The sight of the candle and the lighter Leslie was holding made him swallow. "Leslie, I may deserve punishment, but Joshua is here."

"I couldn't care less about people who are here or not. You didn't think to show him those marks on your neck so he can confidently lie about your allergies. Take off your pants and put your hands behind your back; if I have to do it again, that belt will come in handy." Rune fixed his gaze on Leslie, unable to understand how the other could say such things while maintaining her composure and imposing her authority.

When he stood up and took off his pants, he did so expecting that Joshua had either already left the apartment or wasn't coming back to the kitchen. He placed his pants so they rested on the side of the chair and then sat down again. Making eye contact with Leslie, he moved his hands so they were behind the chair and then closed his fingers together. Leslie lit a candle and put the lighter away. Then she took her belt and walked over to Rune. "Why did you let him leave marks on your skin?"

"It wasn't something I asked for; it just happened naturally."

"Naturally?" As Rune swallowed, he felt his excitement rise as he was anxious about what Leslie was planning. "Rune spread his legs apart."

Rune found the task simple so he spread his legs and looked at Leslie, wondering what to do next. The first drop of candle wax that landed on his thigh startled him, and he squeezed his eyes shut as tension spread throughout his body. As Leslie tilted the candle and let more wax fall onto his thighs, after a short moment he took a sharp breath and it took him a moment to realize that he had been holding his breath until that moment. He wanted to raise his hands to his thigh and remove the thicker wax that had formed on his thigh to relieve the pain he felt with each drip, but he knew that if he did, he would receive even more punishment.

"All you had to do to have marks on your body was ask me for them when you wanted them. I can make them look effortless." Leslie said as she held back the candle and waited for the next one to melt. As Leslie tilted the candle and let a trail of wax fall on Rune's thigh as she moved the candle back and forth, Rune whimpered and rocked back in his chair.

"Damn, that hurts."

"That's not a safe word, Rune."

After a few long breaths, Rune said, "I'm aware."

Leslie didn't say a single word as she stopped what she was doing and blew out the candle. She turned and headed for the kitchen sink where she grabbed some paper towels. After soaking them, she returned to Rune and knelt before him. After staring at Rune for a while, she proceeded to remove the wax from Rune's thighs, using her fingernails to scrape and peel it off. Rune leaned back against the chair as Leslie tried to remove the wax from his flesh. As Leslie's fingernails scratched his thigh, a sensation formed inside him. He was deeply moved by it. "I usually use a knife for this, but I don't know your kitchen."

"Knife?"

While Leslie used paper towels to wipe off the sticky residue she couldn't scrape off, she didn't answer the question. When Rune's thighs were finally waxed, she took in the amazing work of red art that had been produced, feeling satisfied but also wanting more. "I can't punish you like I want while we're here."

"Is there a greater punishment?" Rune asked with his eyes wide open. Even though the pain subsided, his whole leg was crimson and he could still feel it. He had never experienced punishment like this before, and if he had to rank it in order of pleasure, he would place it at the very top of the list. The warmth of the wax pouring over his flesh was one that for some reason made him happy. He realized that it would most likely be weird for him to admit it out loud, and he didn't want Leslie to realize it either.

"You thought it was after your doing?"

"I have exams tomorrow." Leslie didn't say anything as she stood up and Rune coughed as he saw her pants fall to her ankles.

“We're going to keep it simple tonight,” Leslie said as she undressed. Rune's gaze wandered aimlessly around the kitchen corner. He was getting the impression that Leslie had lost track of where they were.

It was hard to avoid looking at Leslie's pussy as it was oriented right in front of his face so his eyes shifted to focus on her. It had been a long time since he last saw Leslie in this state. Before Rune's eyes, the skin seemed smooth and wetty. "I want you to suck me."

"Can I move my arms now?" Rune asked as he looked up at Leslie.

"Yes, you can."

Rune smiled in satisfaction before spreading his fingers; it was a relief not to have to press them together anymore. He pushed her down on the floor and pinned her wrists above her head, deftly tying them together with the strings from her panties top. “What are you doing?” A mixture of trepidation and anticipation filled Leslie’s face.

“Making sure I can take my sweet time with you, mommy. Now lie back and let me check off the punishment that you deserve.” Rune captured her mouth in another kiss before moving his way down her neck. Collarbones. Shoulders. When he reached her breasts, he licked and sucked on her nipples until she was panting and trying to wriggle out of her makeshift bindings, but the knot was too tight.

One of the most useful skills he learned in the village? How to tie a good knot. Rune tugged gently on her nipple with his teeth while she pushed one finger inside her, then two, stretching her out. A groan tore out of his throat. “You’re drenched.”

“Please.” Leslie’s skin was hot to the touch. “I need…I need…”

“What do you need?” Rune kissed his way down her stomach until he reached her pussy. He pushed his fingers deeper inside her before he dragged them out, then thrust them in again. Enough to bring her to the edge, but not enough to tip her over.

“I need to come,” she moaned. “Rune, please.”

Rune stilled. “What did you call me?” Rune lifted his head, and she stared back at him with lust and something else shining in those gorgeous blue eyes.

“Rune,” she repeated in a whisper.

The sound of his name on her lips may be the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard.

Rune exhaled a sharp breath before he resumed his ministrations. “You’ll come, Mommy. But not until I say you can.” Rune lowered hus head again and gently scraped his teeth over her clit before he sucked on it. Between that and the finger fucking, she was dripping all down her thighs, and he lapped every drop up like a man starved. So fucking delicious. He’d never been addicted to anything, but he was addicted to the taste and feel of her pussy.

Leslie ground against his face, her movements frantic and desperate, and her pleading whines grew louder the longer he ate her out. He finally took pity on her, pressing his thumb against her clit and curling his fingers until they hit the spot that would make her shatter. “Come,” He ordered.

The word barely left his mouth before Leslie arched off the floor with a sharp cry. She came so long and hard it took a good five minutes for her trembles to subside, and the sight of her orgasming was almost enough to make Rune forget the rule he’d imposed.

No fucking.

Rune untied her and stroked the faint red marks where the strings had dug into her skin. Leslie lay in a boneless heap on the floor, but when he moved to get up, she stopped him. “You’re forgetting something.” She stared at the obvious bulge in his underwear.

“Trust me, I’m not forgetting anything.” It was hard to forget when it was so hard it could hammer nails.

“Then let me take care of that for you.”

She sucked in a breath when her fingers brushed against him.

“That wasn’t part of the punishment.”

“The plan changed.” Leslie pulled down his underwear, her eyes widening as she took in his size.

“Leslie…” Rune's protest morphed into a groan when she wrapped her hands around his. She approached Rune with his lips parted and grabbed his head before tilting her head and gently sucking his balls. She kissed them and then sucked them into her mouth as her hand caressed the head of his cock, bringing back many memories.

It didn't take long for her tongue to trace the head of Rune's cock as her lips wrapped around it. She kissed and danced as she went until it glistened with her saliva. They let out a collective moan as the first drop of pre-cum made contact with Leslie's tongue. Leslie's lips trailed over the tip of his cock and her tongue wrapped around it. She worked her way up Rune's cock one inch at a time. As Rune pushed his hips forward, Leslie felt the head of his cock push around her tonsils and down her throat. As it moved further into her mouth, it became increasingly difficult to control her gag reflex; however, she drew on her previous experiences and tried to focus on her breathing instead.

She slid her lips, eagerly riding Rune up and down his shaft, gradually pulling him further and further. With each trip down the shaft to his balls and back up, she sucked the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around, making Rune moan. It felt good to get such a reaction from Rune. It made her do more. There was a string of slime coming from her throat that hung from her lips every time she pulled his cock out of her mouth. “Open your mouth,” Rune ordered after his cock had been out of Leslie's mouth longer than he liked.

He felt as if Leslie was teasing him.

When Leslie opened her lips, he thrust his cock into her mouth and clamped his hands behind Leslie's head to prevent Leslie from moving. He continued until he felt resistance at the back of Leslie's throat and the woman began to gag. He stepped back and gave Leslie a moment to catch her breath before thrusting his cock back into Leslie's mouth. She moaned in pleasure and moved her lips to follow Rune's cock. As he thrust in and out rapidly, he could feel the pressure of his cock rising up her throat, but she continued to relax, not panicking. She knew he was close to cumming; he was leaking more pre-cum.

Rune pulled his cock out of Leslie's mouth and ordered, "Keep your mouth open." She did as she was told and waited as she watched Rune rub his cock. With a grunt and perfect aim, it didn't take long; A dose of sperm was delivered to Leslie's tongue. More liquid spilled over her breast, lips and cheeks. Then another came and continued to fill her mouth. The cum was rich and creamy in consistency. She waited until Rune's last grunt and another stream of cum escaped before she relaxed into the chair and swallowed. She swallowed every drop, licking her lips and using her fingers to sweep the stray pieces of seed on her body to suck them up. Once she was done, she looked at Rune and opened her mouth to show that she had successfully swallowed everything.

As Leslie continued to look at Rune, she realized that the evening couldn't end there. "You're coming to me." Rune's eyes widened.

She had a lot of things she wanted to do with Rune, but the environment they were in prevented her from disciplining the way she intended. “Just let me change,” Rune concluded, there was no point in him saying anything about his upcoming tests considering Leslie was going to do whatever she wanted anyway. He knew the next morning would be an exhausting day at school, but he thought it would be worth it.

"I didn't say we were done here." Leslie stopped him. "We're not leaving until you fuck me in this kitchen."

"Mommy, why?" Rune couldn't stop the words from escaping his tongue before they were spoken. He couldn't believe that Leslie wanted to have sex with him in the kitchen when Joshua was there.

"Rune! I swear you're asking to be put in a cage." Rune's eyes widened again and he swallowed. He saw the cage in Leslie's playroom and there was no way in hell he wanted to be exposed to it. It was the only thing that ever drove him crazy. He did not understand its purpose and did not want to understand it.

"I'm sorry, Mommy. Turn around and get on your knees, now!"

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Joshua made it a point to stay in his room, knowing his friend was in trouble, and if Leslie was anything like Rhys, he knew Leslie wouldn't hesitate to be fucked by Rune wherever she pleased. He didn't really care if they were fucking or doing something else. He was more worried about Leslie revealing their interaction with Rhys than anything else.

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