Perfectly Too Far (12 page)

Languidly,
he ran his fingers down her arms, feeling her goosebumps come to
life. He caressed her shoulders, then stroked down her dress,
following the line between the valley of her breasts. The combination
of silken clothing, his firm touch, sent a jolt down her spine.

What
was that about?

Easily,
he traced her sides, embracing the curve of her hips and chuckling.
Onyx moved around her, but when she tried to follow him with her
eyes, he grabbed the back of her head, twisting it back. “Don't
look at me,” he growled.

Swallowing,
Judith forced herself to stare at the far wall, but it was torture of
another kind, because she could see the exit. Once more, gently, she
tugged at the ropes, knowing it was hopeless.
I'm
trapped, what will he do to me?

His
hands moved down her back, then further, cupping her pert ass cheeks,
fondling them lightly. Her answer was a surprised shout, but as she
started to utter a word of argument, she hardly got out the first
letter. “St—”

The
slap was hard, the noise cutting the air. Judith's scream was shrill,
the pain traveling in a burst through her flesh, from her rear down
to her toes.

“
I
said,” he snapped, impatience clear, “not to speak unless
I tell you to. Clearly, you have trouble obeying. Let's fix that.”

Wondering
what he meant, Judith trembled with worry, yet... also with something
else. Her body felt warm, like her ass did from the spanking. It
burned inside of her, making her breathing heavier.
Is
this getting me excited? Is that possible?

Onyx
crouched, gripping the hem of her dress to hike it up to her waist.
The firm globes of her rear, clad tightly in black panties and red
from the slap, were exposed to his eyes. Knowing he could see so
much, Judith started to wriggle, humiliated by being displayed.

“
Hold
still,” he grunted, “or this will be much worse, little
Sparrow.”

Shaking
so badly that she couldn't speak, and perhaps saving herself some
punishment unintentionally, she squeezed her fists above her head.

His
hand rolled down the back of her thigh, feeling her tight muscles.
They were straining, resisting the urge to fight. One whole palm
cupped an ass cheek, gently testing how pliant it was. “Lovely,”
he murmured into her ear, inhaling slowly as if to calm himself.
Judith felt a brief thrill, pleased that he found her body appealing.

She
forgot, in her bliss, that he had promised to fix her inability to
obey.

Onyx
stepped back, confusing her for a second.
Where
is he going?
His touch left her body, leaving disappointment in its wake. When it
returned, it was not the sweet caress of before. Utilizing his strong
muscles, the body she had so admired, he slapped her on the rear
savagely.

“
Aah!”
She cried out, the pain just barely worse than the indignity. Again,
he brought his palm down, filling the air with the cracks of the
first spanking Judith could recall receiving as an adult.

“
Wait,
stop!” Her voice was rattled, she had no idea how to handle
this.
He's
actually spanking me!
“Please,
that hurts!”

“
Of
course it does,” he said, pausing in his assault. “Girls
who don't follow directions need to be taught. You must understand
what you'll face if you try to resist, my dear.” Lightly, he
traced his fingers over the boiling, crimson skin, making her wince.
Soon, though, as he kept at it, the welts began to tingle.

It
was as if her flesh was more alive, the sharpness melting into
heightened strokes. Intrigued, and enjoying it far more in contrast
to the slaps, Judith shut her eyes, moaning.
Why
is that so nice?

His
hands brushed lower, catching the smooth inner part of her thigh. It
was a quick contact, leaving soon enough, but it made her pussy
twitch.

Shivering,
Judith's body embraced the sudden pleasure after the pain she had
endured. The skin on her rear was pulsing as the blood spread back
where it belonged, and her cunt seemed to follow the rhythm with a
sympathetic beat of its own.

Abruptly,
Onyx halted his ministrations, leaving her unprepared for another
round of spanking. This time, she didn't try to hold back her shouts.
Over the sound of his deliberate, crisp slaps, Judith pleaded with
all her might. “Please! Please, I... just stop! Please stop! I
can't take it!”

“
Then
promise me you won't disobey,” he said, gripping her sore
cheeks, giving a hard squeeze.

“
I
won't, I won't disobey!”

“
Promise
me
correctly
,”
he admonished, dragging his nails over the pink marks shaped like his
own hands on her milky skin.

Correctly,
okay, okay what does he mean?

Squeezing
her eyes shut, ashamed by the salty tears on her cheeks, as well as
the words she had to speak, Judith pressed on desperately. “I...
I promise, Master, I won't disobey! I swear, I'll listen to you, so
please...”

Chuckling,
he let her dress fall back over her, the silk cool on her sweltering
body. “Not bad. Alright, since you begged so pretty. Remember
this, though,” he said, moving around to stand before her.
Carefully, he lifted her head, gently brushing the tears off of her
face. “Remember,” he continued, staring at her, so close
they could have kissed. “I was being very kind. This was the
most gentle of punishments, and next time, I will not be so patient.
Do you understand, little Sparrow?”

Her
heart pounded, body confused by the storm of sensations. All over,
she felt hot as an ember, and his touch and his words acted like air
that made her glow. “Yes,” she breathed out in a rush, “I
understand, Master. Thank you.”

“
Good
girl,” he smiled. She felt a flicker of delight at pleasing
him. “Now, let's start over.” His hands, agile as a
thief's, untied the ropes above.

Judith
grimaced at how tight her shoulders were, but she lowered her arms to
her sides in relief. Onyx considered her, his limbs folding behind
his back almost politely. “I said before, undress for me. This
time, don't resist, I'd hate to think you learned nothing from what I
showed you just now.”

Yes,
that's right. I couldn't do it, disrobe when asked, and so he...

Taking
a long, deep breath to steel her nerves, Judith reached for the clasp
to her dress. Behind her neck, she released the strings, the luscious
gown falling down like rain. It pooled around her feet, leaving her
standing before the masked man in only her lingerie.

No,
my mask, too. I'm also masked, I can be brave about this if I
think... if I consider that he doesn't even know who I am. We're
protected by being anonymous.

It
didn't help entirely, but it was enough to keep her courage strong so
she didn't cover herself and try to bolt. Onyx tilted his head,
eyeing her like she was a piece of art. “Turn for me,” he
commanded, so she obeyed.

Her
rear was still splotched by his hand prints, a sight that made his
lips coil into a smirk. “I admit, you're very beautiful. But I
think you look even better covered in my markings.”

Blushing,
Judith turned to face him, having trouble meeting his eyes.
Does
he really think I'm beautiful?

“
Now,
hold still,” he purred, stepping so close she could smell him.
It was a strong scent, like metal and olive oil. It made her head
swim, she shut her eyes with a sigh. His fingers came, gloved tips
feeling her shoulders, sliding down and around to unclasp her bra.

In
the dim light, her breasts were revealed. Her body was radiant, the
affect of his actions making the tips of her chest firm. Her dusky
nipples felt sensitive in the air, she inhaled on reflex.

“
Lovely,”
he laughed. “I'm so pleased I picked you.”

Filled
with pride at his compliments, Judith smiled helplessly and opened
her eyes to watch him. Even with the mask, it was obvious he was
studying every inch of her.

His
hands made a quick path down her sides, down to her hips where he
gripped the edges of her panties. She wondered if he could hear her
heart, the blood in her ears was close to deafening.

He's
going to see all of me. Will he notice how turned on I am?

Flushing
from her neck to her eyeballs, the young woman quivered as he began
deliberately sliding the garment down. As it pulled past her nether
region, exposing her soft strip of light curls, it stuck to her lower
lips from how damp she had become. Onyx chuckled, grinning at the
vision of her black panties coated in her juices. He tugged them to
the floor.

“
Oh
my, did you enjoy being punished that much? Were you disobeying on
purpose?”

“
No,
Sir,” she gasped, covering her mouth and tinging with
excitement, shame. “No, I wasn't, really!”

“
Shh,”
he whispered, wickedly amused as he held her outer thighs. “This
is just a sign of your nature, being submissive is something you
obviously enjoy.”

Is
it?
She
wondered, biting the inside of her cheek. He was so close to her most
private of places, she couldn't pretend she didn't want him to
explore further.
Am
I really that excited about all of this? Is he right?

A
gloved finger traced along the edge of the curls on her mons venus.
Judith groaned, body flooding with anticipation.
Oh
god, keep going, please just touch me!
Onyx
placed his thumbs on either side of her pussy, spreading her gently,
revealing her slick pinkness. “You're perfect, little Sparrow.”

Groaning,
the red-head realized her hands were clenching at her sides, her
nails making half-moons in her palms. Carefully, she eased her fists
away, folding her arms over her chest. Hugging herself, she watched
this man, this intimidating figure, as he knelt at her feet with his
smirk so near her slit.

“
Please,”
she blurted, then covered her mouth in shock. He said nothing, only
looked at her in silence. Lifting her hands, she bumbled through her
apology in fear and guilt. “I'm sorry! Sorry, Master, I didn't
mean to speak out!”

Laughing,
he let her go and stood straight, peering down at her curiously. “So
worked up, girl, aren't you?”

“
Yes,
Master,” she admitted anxiously, wondering if he would punish
her.

“
Kneel,”
he pointed. Judith didn't hesitated, she dropped down at his feet, a
bit smoother than the last time. “This is another lesson for
you. The greatest gift a slave can give to her master, is doing what
he desires. Your own pleasure will revolve around that, do you
understand?”