Read Bound for Christmas Online
Authors: Sam Crescent
“I love you,” she said.
“I love you.” He pushed her to the bed. She
climbed into the centre all the time aware of his cock between her thighs. His
weight surrounded her in a wave of heat. The muscles in his arms bulged as he
laid them under her head. The dominant might not be in full possession, but it
would never leave her man.
trailed a path down to her nipples.
He nipped at the buds, his teeth sinking in
making her cry out from the pain. “Will you get them pierced for me?” he asked.
“What?”
“I’d love them to be pierced, and I can link a
chain around. It will have you hotter than you’d ever felt possible.”
“Yes, anything.”
She ran
her hands down his arms relishing the feel of him on her. He took his time,
nipping her skin and soothing the flesh with his tongue.
After he sucked each nipple making her thrust
against him for more, he moved down her body. Bernice went onto her elbows to
watch as he opened her pussy with his fingers then slid his tongue from her
entrance to her clit. The sensation sent her to her back. She could do no more
than feel his tongue fucking her. He pressed inside her then pulled out to
tease her clit. His teeth nibbled her nub. She fisted her hands in the sheets
to stop herself from screaming out.
His hand gripped the flesh of her thigh. The
sound of his slap and the slight pain had her bucking up off the bed. She felt
like an animal in need.
“Do I need to restrain you?” he asked.
Bernice shook her head, flopping back down. Her
cream was leaking down the crack of her ass. She was so turned on, so close to
coming.
She closed her eyes when he pressed two fingers
inside her. The width wasn’t enough. She needed more.
Her frustration grew. Her arousal intensified.
She no longer cared about the consequences of her actions. In fact she relished
them.
She sat up, wrapping her arms around his neck
and taking him to the bed. Her movements took him by surprise. He went down to
his back easily enough. Bernice straddled his waist. She knew he could turn the
tables and have her on her back. Before he did, she was going to take advantage
of him.
“What are you doing?” he asked. His hands went
to her hips. He did not push her away.
“You were taking too long.” She made her voice
sound angry.
By the end
of the night he’ll take me back to the playroom.
“I’m the one in charge.”
“You’re not the Master now. I am.”
His eyes dilated. Bernice had distracted him
enough to grab his cock and slide down on his shaft.
Oh, sweet mother, have mercy. He was huge, and
she was wet.
Her eyes closed. He felt
so
good as he sank deep inside her cunt.
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ass bright red by the end of the night. However, watching her tits bounce as
she took his cock inside her body was too damn hot to resist. He’d make her pay
for her insolence. He was still the Master, and she would do as she was told.
He looked forward to teaching her a lesson.
All of his other thoughts left him. Her hot wet
cunt gripped him in a death grip. She was easing him inside her. His grip on
her hips tightened.
“Be careful, Bernie.”
“I want you, Leon. I want you so much. I can’t
wait any more. Please, make love to me.”
He turned her pushing her back to the bed.
Compared to his weight and strength, Bernie had no chance against him.
She stared into his eyes as he slid all the way
inside her. He felt her cervix and knew he’d gone home. She cupped his cheek.
The love in her eyes was clear to see.
“I love you, Leon.”
“Baby, I love you so much.”
love shining between them was more magical than any fairy light. He would not
close his eyes. He wanted to watch her come apart, to see the beauty of her
release and submission with his own two eyes. Nothing else mattered but the
feel of her pussy pulsing around his shaft.
He took her lips as he pumped his hips against
her. Bernie thrust up to meet him. Each stroke sent them deeper into the abyss
of pleasure. His balls felt heavy, and his heart filled with the love for this
one woman.
When he felt his climax building, he stopped
inside her, kissing her instead. His whole life he’d waited for her. He wasn’t
going to make their first time a quickie. For several hours he made love to her
body and mind.
His release came only when they were ready. He
thrust inside her all the way and growled. His seed pumped inside her as her
cunt gripped him.
side. He didn’t want to crush her with his weight. She stroked his arms, her
gaze never wavering from his own.
“That was amazing,” she said. A smile played
along her lips.
“You’re amazing.” He leaned over kissing her
lips.
“I’m tired and excited. I don’t think I can go
to sleep.”
“You’re not allowed to go to sleep. You’re due
a punishment.”
“In the playroom?”
“Yes.”
He took her hand, kissing her palm.
“Will it always be like this?” she asked.
to consider her questions. His body was tired, her pussy still snug around his
flaccid cock. He was pleased he’d decided to work with her on the strap-on
cocks. She would have never found pleasure without her pussy growing accustomed
to a bigger size.
“Most of the time it will be like this. I can’t
guarantee all the time. We’ll argue about stupid crap like normal couples.”
“D/s couples argue?”
“Sometimes.
We won’t
always live this life, Bernie. We’ll have kids and parents meetings, etc. After
all of that, we’ll still have each other.” He kissed her lips.
“I’m looking forward to that.”
“Me, too.”
“Come on,
I’ve got a punishment to dish out.” He pulled out of her body, picking her up
in his arms. They were both sweaty, but sex was supposed to be messy. Bernie
wrapped her legs around his waist while he took her to his playroom.
She sank
to her knees, opening her legs and bowing her head. His woman, his
submissive—the world felt right to him. He stroked her hair feeling the love he
had for her consume him.
When he
was satisfied he placed her over the spanking bench. The angle meant her ass
was perfect for the wide wooden paddle. He grabbed the long, wide paddle from
the wall. For some reason it always reminded him of a cricket bat.
Her pussy
was on display. He saw his semen dripping out of her channel. Fuck, he’d have
to answer to that crime. She’d asked for condoms, and he hadn’t given them a
thought. It didn’t matter as far as he was concerned. They were supposed to be
together, and their time was now cemented for the rest of their life.
“Are you
ready,
baby
?”
“Yes,
Master.”
“Count, sweetheart.”
Whack!
“One, Master.”
Whack!
“Two,
Master.”
Epilogue
outside of his parents’ house. The full decorated festive garden looked out of
place compared with the rather conservative homes around. His folks lived in a
wealthy suburban area. Glancing over to his woman, he saw Bernie fingering the
collar he’d presented her with on Christmas Day. Within a month his life had
gone from fun to simply outstanding. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was.
When they’d gone to the club and
happy he was, the doubts had ceased.
didn’t matter to him. Whatever Bernie and he needed to learn would happen
during their life together. Christmas was supposed to be a time for miracles.
Bernie was his miracle. The day he collared her at the club had also been the
day he’d presented her with an engagement ring.
or the love shining in her eyes, when he’d declared to the club and then the
world that she was his. And she was going to be his for the rest of his life.
her as his sub for Christmas with the hope of keeping her for the rest of his
life, but in actual truth, Bernie had been his the moment he first saw her at
the library. Christmas had been the icing on the cake to finally make her his
publicly.
“What are you thinking?”
She shifted in her seat, the grimace on her
face letting him know her ass still stung from her spanking this morning. He
hadn’t anticipated how much she’d enjoy being punished.
she did something to gain a response. She loved the playroom far too much. That
morning, she’d purposefully gone downstairs and made coffee. He’d forbidden her
to go near the kitchen. She was a magnet for cuts and scrapes without him
adding to it.
The clamps had gone on her nipples while she
took her ten swats.
His palm hurt from the number of times he’d
slapped her fine ass.
“What if they don’t like me?” she asked. Her
fingers twirled the engagement ring, which caught his eye and made him smile.
“How could they not like you? I love you,
Bernie. They’ll see how you make me feel, and then they’ll love you.”
He stroked her cheek.
“I’ve never been so nervous in my life.”
“Not even when you had to go naked in front of
the whole club?” he asked. Her face went bright red from embarrassment. He
loved to tease her. She was the only woman he knew who still knew how to blush.
“Okay, so maybe not so nervous. They’re your
parents, Leon. What if they hate me?”
“Let’s go and find out. I see a curtain
twitching.”
He opened his car door then moved ‘round for
her. She took his offered hand then climbed out of the car.
“Maybe I should have gotten out myself? They
might think I’m some gold-digging slut only after your money.”
“Are you after my money?
Because
I can think of several good ways for you to earn it.”
She slapped him on the arm. He pulled her
close. “Be careful, baby. I can still count how many sets you need.”
“Do you promise?”
“I’ve unleashed a monster.”
Bernie chuckled.
“Are you going to eat her, or can we finally see
the woman who wants you, Leon?” Jack shouted over the garden.
Her blush went a deeper shade of red. “Is that
your brother?”
“The oldest one.
Are you
sure about this? My family can be a handful.”
“They’re your family. I’m nervous, but I won’t
back down.”
“That’s why I love you.”
He kissed her on the lips and followed her
inside. His mom and dad came out to greet him. In fact, his whole family were
waiting for him. He took Bernice’s hand in his, and inside they went.
They surrounded her like moths do to a flame.
He chuckled when she kept forgetting who was talking. Charlie remained back
from the others.
“Honey, we’ve missed you,” Mom said.
“Hi, Mom, dinner smells good.”
That was all the attention he got. His family
fired questions at Bernie. He took a seat next to her on the large couch. Pride
filled him as her shaking hands relaxed. She was really warming to them.
“Sweetheart, be a gem, and go and get some
tea,” his mother said to him.
Bernie smiled at him nodding her head. Charlie
stood in the kitchen smoking a cigarette by the back door.
“If mom catches you with that stuff she’ll kill
you.”
“It won’t be the first time.” He docked it out
and walked back inside. “Is she the one?”
“Absolutely, man.
I love
her.”
“I’m happy for you.” Charlie tapped him on the
back then made his way into the sitting room.
being surrounded by his family.