The British Bondage Collection (6 page)

Daniel withdrew and granted her a smile that
made her chest expand as she tried to regain her breath. “You are very
delicious, Holly,” he said as his finger toyed with the zip above her pussy.

“Thank you, Sir…I mean, Daniel,” Holly
whispered as she licked at her lips, trying to savour the taste of him.

He eyed her from under his brow, his lips
tilting as he finally yanked down the zip and parted her dress, revealing her
completely to him. A flush of embarrassment surged through her as he stood back
and inspected every part of her body.

Stepping forwards abruptly, Daniel pressed a
finger to her pussy, letting it sit just on her clit. It throbbed and she could
tell he felt it as his eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

“You are a strange combination. So sexy, yet so
shy. How did someone like you come to be in a place like this?”

Holly lowered her gaze, wondering what she
could possibly tell him without lying. “I-I just wanted to try being a submissive,”
she said cautiously. It was true now. Something about Daniel made her want to
throw herself at his feet and offer herself up for his pleasure. He made her
feel protected at the same time as making her feel powerfully beautiful. It was
an odd sense of power play. Both giving and receiving in some way.

He studied her for a moment, tapping his finger
absently against her nub and she tucked her lip between her teeth to keep from
crying out in fear and frustration. Her cunt twitched and she longed to thrust
her hips forward and have him plunge his thick fingers into her. Had he seen
through her?
I can’t hide anything from him,
she thought.
He has
stripped me bare with a mere look.

“There is more to this, Holly,” he finally said
and Holly tensed against her restraints.

If he sent her away now, she didn’t know what
she would do. Not only would her uncle probably kick her out with no money
whatsoever, she wouldn’t get to see what it would be like to have Daniel’s cock
inside of her.

He turned away and Holly closed her eyes,
waiting for him to stroll out of the door and leave her behind. But how could
she possibly admit the truth?

The brush of something made her jump and she
snapped open her eyes. Daniel stood in front of her, dragging a flogger lightly
over her skin. Her breathing hitched as he dragged it over her breasts, down
her stomach and over her dewy cunt.

“I want you, Daniel,” she told him earnestly as
she gulped.

Daniel flicked a look up to her eyes and
nodded. “Mmm-hmm.”

Reaching over, Daniel unzipped the shoulders of
her dress and wrenched it from her. Her skin trembled as he circled her, the
leather strips of the flogger danced over her back and buttocks and she bit
back a cry as it disappeared, waiting for the inevitable slap.

It didn’t come and he strolled casually back
around in front of her. “That is the truth, at least. But you are hiding
something, Holly. I don’t know what it is, but I will get it from you
eventually. I expect complete honesty, remember?”

She nodded vigorously. “I just want to be your
sub.”

“We’ll see.” The leather tassels were back on
her skin, rubbing across her nipples. “I’m not going to be gentle on you. I
think you can take what I’ll give,” he told her confidently.

Holly lowered her head as a dart of fear
speared through her. “Yes, Daniel.”

“Head up, Holly,” he ordered gently. “I want to
see those beautiful eyes glistening.”

Holly didn’t even try to respond, she could
barely breathe let alone speak. She watched the blur of leather as he brought
the flogger down on her bare breasts. The pain only registered as she saw the
red bloom across her skin, a stinging burn right across her nipple. Before it
could ease, Daniel slapped it across her other breast and she cried out this
time.

Oh God, her skin was on fire. Over her stomach
this time. What had she done? Across her breasts. She squealed in pain. She
should never have agreed to this. Lower again, stinging across her hips and
stomach. She squeezed her eyes shut, only for the blows to become heavier.

“Eyes open,” Daniel reminded her.

She sobbed as she pulled open her eyes and was
just able to make out his satisfied smile through her tear-clouded eyes. This
time the flogger came across her bare pussy and Holly felt the tears dripping
down her cheeks. How much more could she possibly take?

Daniel flogged her cunt until she was sure her
skin would never recover. It burned so badly, but she didn’t dare look. Holly
somehow managed to keep her gaze on Daniel. With one last vicious blow, that
seemed to smack straight across the core of her, he lowered the flogger.

Holly snivelled and shook as Daniel cupped her
cheek and she couldn’t resist nuzzling into it.

“Look at your pussy, Holly. It looks
beautiful.”

She flinched as his fingers trailed over her
heated skin and she peeked down, gasping as she took in the sight. Her bare sex
was bright red as individual streaks of colour splayed across the top of her
thighs and curled around her hips and stomach. Just looking at his tanned hand
against her flaming skin sent a rush of desire straight to her smarting cunt.

His fingers pulled apart her tender lips and
that finger was back again, pushing against her clit. She sucked in a breath as
the pressure sent a bolt of pleasure through her. Daniel vibrated his hand
against her, so lightly that if it wasn’t for the tenderness of her pussy, she
may not have noticed it. His eyes bore into hers as he flicked more
persistently. Pain and curls of decadence shot down her limbs and she chewed at
her lip as the feelings built, making her pant and moan.

As the fingertip remained, Holly began to grind
her hips, seeking release. Daniel’s eyes narrowed and she wondered if she’d be
punished but he let her continue, masturbating herself against his hand.
Holly’s head flopped back as her body clenched and vibrated.
So, so close.

“Head up.”

Holly complied immediately, his intense gaze
somehow causing the pleasure to spike suddenly.

“I want to see your beautiful eyes as you come.
Come for me, Holly.”

Daniel speared a finger into her cunt and the
tension shattered through her as her sheath pulsed around that one digit. By
some miracle she kept her gaze locked onto his as her eyes flew wide and the
throbbing made her shake against the restraints until it ebbed.

“Good girl,” Daniel whispered as he withdrew
his finger and detached her restraints from ceiling hook.

Hands still bound, she threw her arms around
his neck with a sob and sank against him. He bundled her up carefully, like a
child, and murmured soothing words into her hair.

“I want to fuck that sweet, sweet pussy now,
darling. Will you offer it to me?”

Pulling back, Holly nodded frantically. God, if
he could do that with just a finger, what could he do with his huge cock? Her
pussy still smarted from its whipping and recent orgasm but she didn’t care.
She wanted to feel his deep thickness sat inside her.

Oh and she had to please him, didn’t she? For a
moment, she almost forgot the terrible truth as to why she was here.

Tenderly easing out of her hold, he pointed
over to the bed. “Put your hands on the bed railings.”

“Yes, Daniel.”

Holly shuffled over to the bed and put her
bound hands on the end bedrail, peering at him over her shoulder.

He nodded and came to her side. “Now stick out
your bottom. No, further. Yes, that’s it. Perfect.”

Holly was nearly at forty-five degrees, staring
down at the top of the brass railings while her breasts swung beneath her. The
position opened up her pussy and arse to the cool air of the room and her clit
swelled in response to the erotic sensation of being completely on display for Daniel.

His hand stroked down her back and over her
arse before he positioned himself behind her. She glanced back at him.

“Look straight ahead, Holly.”

Gulping, she nodded and snapped her attention
to the print on the wall in above the bed. Daniel’s hands continued their
journey over her body, squeezing at her arse cheeks until it felt like this
fingers left indents in it.

“You have such a gorgeous arse and cunt. Just
beautiful,” he breathed. “Your pussy is dripping for me,” he added.

She nodded again, making a small sound of
assent. Holly barely trusted herself with words. Her throat was dry from his
erotic compliments.

The rasp of a zipper and the rustle of clothes
sounded and her brow beaded as she fought to keep her attention on the print.
He was probably naked. Her pulse thudded at the mere thought. God, she wanted
to see. Would he be as strong as he seemed when he held her? No doubt, whatever
images her imagination conjured up would be nothing compared to the reality of
Daniel.

The touch of a tongue to her pussy quickly
brought her back to the real world and she gasped as the tongue swept over her
juice-covered folds before probing her sex. Just as she began to enjoy the heat
of it probing her core, it retreated and Daniel moved his mouth up to her puckered
hole. Holly instinctively tensed as his tongue circled it, licking over the
delicate skin.

He persisted in lapping at it, steadily
becoming more tenacious until her arsehole was slick and her arousal dripped
down her thighs. When he prodded carefully at her tight ring, it gave way
easily and Holly moaned as his strong tongue invaded. Daniel teased her
arsehole forcefully, sending a riot of sensations through her.

Her virgin hole welcomed him and Holly couldn’t
prevent the moans and whimpers the fell from her lips. Who knew? Who knew
having your arse tongue-fucked could be so good? She rocked her hips in time
with him, urging him to bury his face in her arse.

She audibly sighed when he retreated, leaving
her cold and bereft. But his heat was quickly back against her and this time
she could feel the swollen length of his shaft rubbing against her slick sex.
“Oh God.”

Daniel chuckled from behind her and nudged her
folds apart with his cock. “Be a good girl now. I’m going to take you very
deep.”

Holly intended to respond but could only wail
out as his entire length impaled her in one vicious go. Her barely used pussy
ached at the sudden force but immediately held fast to his dick.

“You’re so tight,” he muttered through clenched
teeth. “You are so fucking tight. Jesus, Holly.”

Her heart twisted in delight at the sound of
his loss of control and she smiled to herself as he pulled back, leaving only
the tip on himself in her before ramming back in. The movement winded her and
she could barely even cry out as he fucked her like that again and again, until
it became too much for either of them to bear and he buried himself in her, the
sound of his thighs smacking into hers resounding through the room.

Gripping at her arse, one thumb snaked down
between her cheeks and probed her still wet hole. Her body twisted as a whole
new pleasure raced through her and he buried his thumb deeper still, never
missing a stroke with his fat cock.

Daniel pounded into her, the movement forcing
her arse to move up and down on that tenacious thumb. His breaths became harsh
as her pussy rippled towards climax. Holly clenched her eyes shut as an
especially heavy thrust sent her forwards and back, bringing his digit deeper
into her arse.

“Daniel,” she wailed as the fire in her pussy
swelled and broke, making her arse clench gratefully at that thumb.

With a grunt, he spilled his load into her. Her
tender pussy walls spasmed as his cum coated her cunt, drawing out her climax.
Breathing heavily, Daniel wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up
to standing, his cock still tucked snugly inside of her.

Leaning back into him, Holly closed her eyes as
his palms rubbed up and down her body, cupping at her tender breasts. His cock
slipped from her and he chuckled as she made a noise of disappointment.

“Don’t worry, darling, I’m not done with you
yet.” Cum dribbled down her leg and Daniel must have noticed as he unbound her
hands and turned her to face him. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Holly sucked in a sharp breath as she came face
to face with his bare chest. He lifted a brow as her cheeks coloured while she
took in the sight of him. His muscled torso was the same tanned colour as his
face and a light sprinkling of golden hair trailed down to his cock. A cock
which, by the looks of it, was far from satisfied. Already it was swelling
under her gaze. She licked at her lips, remembering the taste of it.

“Do you want to get cleaned up or do you want
to suck my cock?” Daniel asked with a smile.

“I-I…whatever you’d like me to do, Daniel,”
Holly replied meekly.

“Let’s get you cleaned up first. I want to see
your beautiful pussy all lathered up. Maybe I’ll let you suck it later.”

“Thank you, Daniel,” she murmured as he led her
to the adjoining bathroom.

He escorted her into the shower as if escorting
her to a ball, rather than cleaning his spunk off her and Holly couldn’t resist
smiling as she considered his very English etiquette. He was every inch the
charming Englishman. Except he just happened to enjoy beating her poor skin
crimson.
Will my skin ever recover?
she wondered as she studied the
marks that still lingered.