Cherry (A Taboo Short) (4 page)

I did as he said. Glancing around, I was surrounded by lavishness.

“Go over to the bed and bend over.”

I was starting to get nervous, knowing he planned on spanking me with the belt, but not sure how far he would go. He might have said he would try and be gentle claiming my virginity, but I didn’t know this man. He was frightening in a sense, big powerful; and I was at his mercy.

When I was in the position he wanted, I looked over my shoulder and saw him looking at my ass. He stepped closer, slow and steady, like a predator. When he was right behind me, I tried to stop myself from shaking in nervousness and anticipation.

I swore I could feel his hands on me even when he wasn’t touching me, and the sensation was incredible. His presence was so intense that I couldn’t help but hold my breath. It felt as thought his broad shoulders blocked out everything behind him.

“I’m going to make you scream for more, and make your flesh glow a delicious red.”

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think, because I knew I didn’t have any kind of control over what was about to happen. I looked down at the belt still wrapped around his hand, and wondered how far he’d go, how much pain he’d give me before he actually fucked me. Was this what men in BDSM looked? I knew nothing about that scene, but I was curious to experiment.

“I know you’re wondering how far I’m going to go,” he seemed to mutter to himself while looking at my ass and pussy, which were both spread obscenely. He took a step back, and lifted his gaze to mine. “Are you afraid?”

I licked my lips and nodded. I couldn’t help but watch the hard, huge muscles of his chest flex with even the smallest of moves.

“Good, you should be, darling.”

My heart beat hard and fast, and my fear climbed. I was so aroused, so wet and needy for him, and I knew he would torture me before he gave me pleasure. The air around us was heated, and there was a glint of excitement in his eyes.

The man standing before me was hard in appearance and attitude, but I found that arousing, and excitement moved through me. Was there something wrong with me because I would enjoy getting beaten with his belt? Was I sick in the head because I ached for more, even though I was a virgin? I couldn’t lie and say a few times I’d wondered what it would feel like to be dominated, restrained, and have pain with my pleasure. Virgin or not, I did have desires.

I hadn’t realized what I might be missing until this moment, until the promise of what Felix could give me.

“I’m about to give you far more than you think you can handle, Sasha, and it’ll be so fucking incredible.”

And I couldn’t wait to experience it all, because what would life be life if I just played by the rules and towed the line? If I was going to do this, then I was going to go all the way, no questions asked, no worries clouding my mind. Tonight wouldn’t just be about Felix finding his pleasure, but about me getting to know what I liked, and how to experience it all.

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ringing the belt down on her ass, I was careful not to hurt her. I had to keep reminding myself that Sasha was a virgin. She wasn’t used to this kind of possession or dominance. It was easy to forget with how damn horny she was. Her pussy was drenched and she never once looked away from me. I kept forgetting that I had purchased her on a stage while a bunch of horny millionaires stared at her.

Sasha gave a little yelp, and I stroked over the red mark. It wasn’t a scary red, just a heated red that would fade within a few minutes. I brought the belt back down, hitting her other cheek. She kept moaning, and I continued to whip her ass with the belt. Sasha wriggled around, trying to find my dick. She didn’t even have a clue what she was doing, but I knew it, and I knew how to deal with her.

Throwing the belt to the floor, I gripped her hips, and pulled her toward me, so close for my waiting cock to slide inside her. If she moved back a little, she’d fall to the floor in a heap, so I made sure I held on tightly to her. Sliding my fingers in her aching cunt, I once again pressed my finger against her hole, but I didn’t pierce that hymen. No, that tiny bit of flesh is what I paid a fortune for. However, with Sasha on my bed, I was starting to wonder if I was after more than her virginity. Did I want the woman who owned that virginity?

No other man had stuck his cock inside her pussy or ass or mouth. I liked the thought of having a woman who belonged all to me and no one else. I’d never been so possessive before over a woman, but when it came to Sasha, I wanted her. I was going to own every part of her. Wrapping the fingers that had been teasing in her cream, I smeared my cock, getting it nice and slick and ready. I couldn’t wait to be balls deep inside her, and that was exactly where I was going. Nothing was going to stop me from taking what belonged to me.

“Sasha, baby, I’m going to enjoy every second of this.”

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his was it. He touched my clit, stroking over the tiny bundle of nerves, and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he shoved that large dick deep inside me. I wanted it; I was scared of it, but I wouldn’t stop it. I wished it wasn’t just about the money in exchange for sex. At that moment, I tried to believe that this was something more, that Felix was more than just the one night owner of my cherry.

He moved in close, and I closed my eyes.

The tip of his cock bumped against my clit, and I took a deep breath to ready myself for what was about to happen. It didn’t happen straight away. He caressed over my clit using his dick to do it.

“Relax, Sasha,” he said, stroking up to cup my tits. He played with my nipples, teasing the hard buds.

“Please, just fuck me,” I said. I couldn’t handle the wait much longer, and he was prolonging the sweet agony. I wanted to get fucked, and he was only teasing me. My body was on fire, and I was tired of waiting.

“Be careful what you ask for,” he said, leaning over me to whisper the words against my ear.

He aligned the tip of his cock against my entrance, and before I could even tense up, his hands tightened on my hips, and he slammed deep inside me, breaking through the cherished cherry, and claiming my cunt as his.

I cried out as he tore through my virginity, the pain shocking me at how intense it actually was.

“Fuck!”

I buried my face against the bed, holding onto the sheet for dear life. My pussy was so damn sore and stretched. Once he was at the hilt inside me, he gave me the grace to pause so that I could become accustomed to the feel of him inside me.

His cock pulsed. Taking a deep breath, I tried to focus on my breathing.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“Yes, it does.” I’d been honest to this point, why lie now?

Nothing was going to stop him from taking what he wanted.

I was what he wanted.

I couldn’t help but be aroused either.

Felix was a sexy, handsome, domineering man. I was really lucky with the man who had bought me.

He stroked my back, soothing out the tight muscles. Opening my eyes, I turned my head so that I could look at him behind me. His gaze was on me, and not where his cock was seated inside my body.

Felix didn’t say anything at first. He kept stroking my back, moving up and down, calming me down. The pain started to ebb away, and it was no longer painful, and for some strange reason, I didn’t want this to stop. I liked his tenderness and the way he touched me.

There was something sweet and tender to his caresses.

Unable to stop my reaction, I tightened my pussy around him, and licked my lips. “I’m ready.”

“Are you ready for all of me?” he asked.

I nodded.

“You didn’t cry.”

“I wasn’t holding onto my virginity for any important reason.” 

“You’re a beautiful woman. There had to have been offers.”

“There were, but I wasn’t just going to sleep with some guy because he said some nice things, because I was tired of being a virgin, of not having anyone.”

He slapped my ass, causing me to yelp. Before I knew what was happening, he pulled out of me, flipped me over, and slid back inside. He captured my hands, pinning them above my head.

Felix pulled out of my pussy until only the tip remained and then slammed back inside me. “Don’t underestimate the power you have, Sasha. I don’t know your circumstances, but if you weren’t willing to part with your body for some kind words, I bet your situation was dire to make you sell it to a stranger.”

He was absolutely right.

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wanted her more than I’d ever wanted another woman, and as I looked at her, I knew this one night wouldn’t be enough. I could have said it was the heat of the moment, the tension, and the arousal, but there was something else. I’d felt it when I saw her on that stage, knew I needed her, wanted to possess every part of her. Just thinking of another man touching Sasha made this tightness in my gut intensify.

I focused on her, on what I was doing to her, how I was claiming her.

“Beg me to fuck you harder.”

She licked her lips, and I watched the act of her dragging her tongue along the swell of her bottom, plump lip. It was slow and sensual, and made me harder.

“Fuck me harder,” she whispered.

Fucking hell.
She was going to have me come before I was ready to be finished. I moved my hand up the valley between her breasts, wrapped my fingers around her throat loosely, and then started to fuck her like she’d asked, like I wanted to.

She was so fucking hot, so damn ready for me that her pussy kept clenching around my dick, as if drawing out my cum, needing it inside of her. A guttural groan left me at the feel, and I gently tightened my hold on her neck, needing this control, to see on her face she needed it, as well. I wanted her to be on the brink of orgasm, gasping for breath, right before she exploded in euphoria. I retreated and then pushed back into her, harder and faster each time. She stared up at me, her mouth parted, her eyes wide and glossy, and beads of sweat starting to form on her forehead.

I smacked her tit with my hand, watched the globe shake, saw the flesh become red, and then heard her moan. She closed her eyes and thrust her breasts out for me. I loved her virginal masochistic need, and I couldn’t control myself any longer. Her face turned red and she gasped for breath, but I made sure to control the pressure so she could get the maximum exposure of the dark orgasm I wanted her to have. She didn’t try and remove my hand from her throat, and in fact, begged me to fuck her harder still.

The strangled sound that came from her when I slammed into her especially hard had me lowering my chest to hers and taking hold of her jaw. I tilted her head to the side, probed her mouth with my tongue, and deepened the kiss until there was no question that she was mine.

I couldn’t stop myself from pulling out until just the tip of my dick was inside of her, and then I pushed back in. I did this over and over again, not picking up my speed, but making sure to completely fill her every time I slammed back into her. Sweat now covered my back as I kept up a steady rhythm. I broke the kiss, and started biting the side of her neck, needing to give her that little bit of pain that would really have her soaring. Keeping her head to the side with my hand on her jaw, I dragged my tongue up and down her sweet skin, and then followed the path with my teeth.