It’s late Friday evening and I’ve been sitting in my living room studying for quite some time now. I placed my pen down against my notebook that’s littered with various kinds of notes and arched my aching back into a well-deserved stretch. “Whew…”
Huffing, I stood up from my position on the couch and began to slowly walk towards my bedroom door, smirking a little when I heard the uncomfortable and strained grunts of my desperate lover.
Serves him right. Just couldn’t keep his needy little hands off of me for one second.
My smirk turned into a fit of mocking giggles as I pushed open the door to be met with the bare, toned ass of my needy boyfriend. His behind was high towards the sky and had a rather large butt plug sitting between his puffy cheeks.
His aching arms were tied up above his head and it was pretty uncomfortable, which was obvious because I could hear the muffled sounds of struggle trying to escape from behind the ball gag resting in his drooling and throbbing mouth.
“I hope you’re not trying to escape, Mike.” My cool voice startled him, making his body jump slightly and back flex up. Mike didn’t respond, I’m guessing out of fear?
Giggling, I crawled up towards Mike’s ass and scratched the tips of my nails slightly up the back of his thighs. Which resulted in him jolting his ass back and letting out a muffled groan along with it.
“Hmm, lucky for you, I’ve decided to take a well-deserved break, baby.” I smiled tightly, “You ready?” I sharply slapped his ass before grabbing it, sinking my nails into it. Mike let out a broken yelp in response, arching his back away from me.
Kissing my teeth, I grabbed his hips and slightly pushed it back into mine, “Don’t you dare try to run away from me, Mike.”
I pressed my curvy and plush breasts against his flexed back, “Next time, don’t test my patience and you won’t get punished, baby boy.” I sighed into Mike’s ear before softly kissing his flushed, damp cheek and pushing back his dark bronze hair from his sweat-soaked forehead.
Pulling back, I reached down beside me to pick up a thin, black, riding crop and a pink silicone cock and ball ring. I picked up the bottle of lube resting beside my calf. I gently grabbed Mike’s already sensitive dick, and poured a decent amount of the cold lube onto it, earning a hiss from him.
I slid his tip through the ring easily but I had to put a little bit of arm strength to put his whole cock and balls through. A throaty whine rumbled through Mike’s body as I gave his semi-hard dick a tug and an extra tap.
What? I couldn’t help myself.
Grabbing the riding crop, I gently rubbed it between his ass, “You know what this is, baby?” I only got a whine in response. “I want you to take a deep breath and help me count to 10, okay?” I teased, smirking a little.
Obviously he can’t because he’s gagged but ya can’t blame a girl for wanting a little extra fun can you?
“Ready?” Before I could get some type of response, I slightly lifted my arm and swiftly struck Mike’s plump ass. “MMMPH—!!!” Mike cried out in pain as the sharp whip came in contact with his tanned skin, a pretty red mark already blossoming on the surface, “Hmm, 1 down…9 more to go!” I sang out while softly rubbing my fingertips against his ass, causing him to let out a slobbery hiss.
“Get ready, baby.”
Without any further warnings, I whipped him 4 times in a row, twice on each cheek. Harsh, I know but it is a punishment after all.
Mike sobbed out louder and louder each time, his body trembling from the harsh prickly sensation spreading across his bruised ass.
After a while, his quiet broken sobs filled the room. I could tell he was trying to swallow every cry that tried to escape his throat, “You’re doing such a good job, baby boy. You have four more left, okay?” I laced my voice with a soft and comforting edge as I kissed Mike’s steamy back, his sweat swimming between each curve of his sculpted back. “With each 4 strikes, you need to apologize, understand?”
It took a while before my words registered in his fogged-up brain but eventually, his heavy head nodded back, a muffled and drooling ‘Yes ma’am..’ slipping past the ball gag. “Perfect!” I smiled and without breaking a sweat, I landed the first three whips, repeatedly with no mercy.
Mike tried to keep up with the apologies but in the end, all I heard were sad and slobbery attempts at it. I guess I should give him the benefit of the doubt since I am whipping the hell outta him, huh?
By now, my baby had tears and spit dripping all over his face and down his chin. He didn’t hold back his cries this time.
Of course, I saved the best for last, and without warning, I ignored his exhausted cries and landed the final strike, making sure to let out the last bit of frustration with it. Mike’s cherry-red ass jiggled a little as he threw his head back, letting out a cracked and choked wail.
Mike let his head fall forward as heavy breaths/whimpers heaved from his lungs and sore throat. As I was about to comfort him, I caught a glimpse of Mike’s dick, and surprise, surprise, it was swollen hard and his balls hung heavy with unloaded cum.
Of course, his desperate ass enjoyed it.
I rolled my eyes and tapped his balls with the riding crop, “Next time, don’t test me.” I hissed out before backing away from Mike’s fucked up body and casually walked out, ignoring any desperate pleas coming from him.
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