Chapter 39 Thirty Nine
He laughs taking her nipple into his mouth. His hand slid down to her pussy. And she spreads her legs hungry for his touch.
Slap!
“Oh my!” she cries out as his hands slap her pussy. The sting was sharp but the best pain she had ever felt. The ache faded quickly, replaced with a wave of pleasure.
He kept tormenting her nipple with his mouth while his finger teased and slapped are pussy, driving her crazy. She aches in anticipation of the next strike.
The crop slid over her pussy again, tracing every sensitive inch. Then he lashes the inside of her thigh. Making her groan louder. Light thigh, right thigh alternatively each smacks sending shivers through her with the pain melting into pure bliss.
She whimpers and squirms as Dominic stretches are legs wide..
Then
Smack!
“Oh fuck.. Hit me there again Zaddy.” she arched her hips begging
He obliges
Stroking her pussy with the crop, not too hard just enough to tease the edge of the pain. He strikes more and more sides by side relentlessly, claiming her at every side. She enjoyed it completely wanting to be his doll.
She arched her side begging for more. He slows, then smacks her on her pussy lips.
She let out a scream of pain and ecstasy. She wants him and wants to belong to him.
“You've been a very good girl. My pumpkin doll, you deserve a reward.” Dominic hums, fingers caressing her dripping pussy.
“Thank you Zaddy.” she breathed
He picks a feather from the table and slides it lower down her belly, stopping at her pussy.
“You're soaked already, see you dripping all over my sheet,” he muttered
Then he smacks her pussy not with his hands but with the sharp stem of the feather. The sudden sting made her jolt and cry out.
“Did you come?” he growls
“N…no.. I did not” She stammers
“Good”
His fingers were joined by the feather, two plunging into her pussy with no warning. She screams. His thumb presses against her clit tightly in torture circles.
“You're clenching so fucking tight.” he rasps. “Is that how desperate my pumpkin doll is?” helpless, needy. Wet.”
She tried to lift her hips and ride his fingers but she couldn't the restraint kept her locked down. She kept shaking.. Moaning..begging him through her teeth.
“Please more.”
He slid his hand out of her pussy. She sobbed in frustration.
“You want to come” His hands gripping her throat” you don't get to have an orgasm until I say so. Do you understand?” Dominic says leaning close to her ear.
“Yes, Zaddy” She pants
“Good girl.”
He unlocks the chains from her wrist, gently placing kisses on them. Before she could recover he grabbed her and flipped her onto her stomach.
“On your knees. Head down!”
She obeyed instantly, her ass in the air, face pressed on the bed.
She feels his huge cock near her entrance.
“Ready for Zaddy to destroy you?” he murmurs against her back.
“Yes,” She moans, body trembling. “Wreck me.”
And he does.
Dominic doesn't hesitate. He slid into her in one thrust, burying himself deep, groaning as he fills me.
She gasped, her body jerking forward from the force. He gripped her hips tightly and pulled her back against him as he set a brutal pace. Skin slaps against skin.
“Fuck” he hisses “You're so fucking tight.”
She moans unable to hold it back. Her face was buried in the bed, drool coming out of her mouth. Her eyes rolled back.
“Look at you.”He grunts “Taking Zaddy's cock like a good little slut. You love how I use you don't you?”
She nods “Yes.. I love it.. Love it so much”
He growls pressing his chest against her back, one hand wrapped around her throat.
“You're mine” He whispers into her ear” Say it!”
“I'm yours!” She cries” Yours, Zaddy.”
He bites down on her shoulder, and she screams
The pain pushes her close to the edge, and her pussy flutters around him. She was close to orgasm so close she could taste it.
“Please” she begged,” please let me come.”
He doesn't answer, he slides his hands down and rubs her clit in tight and rough circles, as he fucked her faster and harder. His thrust became more brutal never closing.
“Come for me pumpkin” He growls “Now!”
She explodes as she comes screaming as her body jerks.
His hand still held her hips tightly chasing his own release as he moved faster, thrusting deeper, his hand slid and grabbed her breast. Squeezing and as he growls
“Damn. I love this pussy.. Fuck… fuck” He came hot on her back.
He falls onto the bed. His hand is still on her breast as he leans to suck it. His lips are biting and pinching.
Izzy lay curled against the edge of the bed, her body tired, feeling the warmth of Dominic’s body.
“Do you… always have this kind of sex?” she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
“What kind of sex?” he murmured, shifting slightly to face her.
“This intense... Crazy kind of sex” she said, turning her head to look at him.
He smiled faintly. “I needs, are not easy to satisfy... I could say the same for” his hands slide touching her pussy as she moans.”Even after all this you want more.”
Izzy’s chest warmed at the admission. “I can't help it when I'm with you.”
There was a pause, filled only by the quiet hum of the room and the faint patter of rain against the windows. Dominic reached out, brushing his fingers lightly across her arm. The touch was gentle, grounding.
“Do you have other fantasy you want to try with me?” she asked softly, looking at him.
He thought for a moment. “I do. But for now let's rest and enjoy this moment.”
She nodded, letting herself relax against him. “Just this moment,” she echoed.
They talked quietly for a while, about nothing in particular... the soft rhythm of their voices blending with the rain.
She learned a little about his childhood home, about a book he had been reading, and he listened to her stories about her new apartment and her favorite coffee spot nearby.
With every word, the tension between them softened. There were still sparks, still that charged pull, but it was quiet and safe here... just them.
At some point, her eyelids grew heavy. Dominic noticed and adjusted the blanket around her shoulders. “Sleep,” he murmured gently.
She nodded, sighing softly, feeling comforted and strangely protected.
“Rest well, Izzy,” he whispered, his voice low and steady.
“You too… Zaddy,” she replied, letting herself drift off.
The last thing she felt before sleep took her was the warmth of his hand resting near hers on the blanket, a silent promise that, for now, she wasn’t alone.
And finally, the world fell away, leaving only the quiet peace of the night.