Toxic (6 page)

“Six, sir,” I said. Tears flowed freely down both cheeks. I couldn’t stop them. The spanking hurt as intended and made me not wish to be punished again anytime soon.

The final blow landed and I nearly collapsed with relief that it was over.

“Seven, sir.”

“Good girl. You did very well, Precious,” John told me.

Though we’d been together for a while, I’d only ever had a true punishment delivered a handful of times. Even if I enjoyed pain most of the time, the type that came with little to no warm-up and knowing that I had failed my master I tried to avoid at all costs. There was no pleasure in failure and disappointment.

“Get dressed. We are leaving,” John said as he rolled his sleeves back down and refastened his cufflinks.

I pulled up my skirt and zipped it. The material that had once felt sexy only aggravated my angry, spanked ass. I grabbed my purse and followed him out of the office.

He stopped to inform April that he would need the rest of his clients for the day rescheduled then and only then did he look at me. Threading his fingers through mine, he led me to the front door and out it without another word.

It was as we walked toward his car that I realized it was very likely that April had heard what had just happened in his office, but she didn’t look shocked or even surprised when I’d glanced at her. Apparently she wasn’t surprised by the sounds of a spanking being doled out. Perhaps she was in the BDSM lifestyle too. I’d have to ask a few questions the next time I saw her.

Chapter Six

~John~

When we got to my car, I watched as Alix shifted uncomfortably while waiting for me to open the door for her. She sat and continued to shift in an attempt to find a comfortable spot.

“Stop wiggling. I’m sure it hurts to sit on your raw ass, but you’ll just have to deal with it,” I said coolly. I didn’t particularly like knowing she was in pain, but that was part of the punishment. She’d probably have a hard time sitting down not only the rest of the night but also tomorrow while at work. That thought pleased me.

She wiggled once more, then settled into place with her hands folded in her lap.

The drive home was filled with comfortable silence. Once we got to the house, I parked and ran around to open the door for Alix. When she stood, she let out a little gasp and I grinned at her.

“Sore, Precious?” I asked and she nodded. “Go to the bedroom and strip.”

Alix walked into the house and I watched her go, enjoying the sight. She was so beautiful and sexy it was almost painful, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Everything about her was perfect.

At a much slower pace, I followed. I stopped to drop my keys and wallet on the shelf by the front door, then toed off my shoes and tugged off my socks before continuing toward the bedroom.

Seeing Alix on her knees with nothing on but my pearl necklace made my cock swell appreciatively.

“Undress me,” I ordered as I dropped my socks.

She stood and walked to me. Her delicate hands glided over my stomach up to my chest, dipping under my coat to slowly push it off my arms. Her hands followed the material until it fell off to pool on the floor.

My pulse sped up as her hands moved back up my biceps to stop at the tie I wore.

Pulling tenderly on the material, she loosened it from around my neck before slipping it off. Surprising me, she dropped it around her own head so it draped down between her beautiful breasts.

One button at a time, she unfastened my shirt until she reached my pants. Changing directions, she reached for my wrists so she could undo my cufflinks. Once the first one was free, she surprised me yet again by pinching her own nipple with the it, using it as a makeshift clamp. She repeated it with the other cufflink before she pulled my shirt from my slacks and finished unbuttoning it.

Her palms ghosted up my abdomen, chest and shoulders before moving down my arms. Before my shirt even joined my jacket on the floor, her fingers were tugging at my belt.

I shrugged and wiggled my arms the last bit needed to lose the shirt. I was ready to be as naked as she was. Seeing her use the items I wore daily to work as toys had my cock begging to be released and my palms yearning to be filled with her silky skin.

As soon as my belt was undone, she swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants.

She moaned at the sight of my cock pulsing beneath my cotton briefs. Fishing her hand into them, she pulled my cock out and licked her lips.

“Please, Master, may I taste?” she begged. Her eyes were locked on my cock as she sank to her knees.

“If you insist,” I said, biting back a moan of my own. It turned me on to know she was as needy as I was. All thought fled the instant her lips locked around the head of my dick. My hips jerked forward on their own and my head dropped back before I regained control. I looked down and watched her bob slowly down my length, then back up again.

I should’ve been upset with her taking the reins by using my cufflinks and tie, but I was also excited by her showing me that she didn’t want to wait to find the actual toys. While the material hung uselessly around her neck for now, I knew she’d put it on so I could use it when we had sex to direct or even choke her if I felt the desire to do so.

Just as I felt my balls pull up and was going to tell her to stop, I heard her phone ringing in the other room.

She paused for a moment, then started sucking me deep again. However, when the chimes stopped only to start up again, she let my cock slide from her lips.

“Sir, can I get that? It might be work,” she asked.

I wanted to say no. I wanted to tell her to get on the bed so I could fuck her. Instead, I said, “Be quick.”

“Thank you, sir,” she said before running from the room.

I sighed. Even if it was her job, I didn’t care for the interruption, but I knew that her job was important to her, and with everything else that had been going on I knew she’d be distracted until she knew what the call was about.

Stepping out of my pants and underwear, I walked after her, completely nude. She was standing near the door looking like a fucking wet dream, still in my tie and cufflinks, while she held her phone up to her ear.

“Is it work?” I mouthed and she shook her head. That made me smile. I didn’t care who else was on the phone. Moving behind her, I pulled her flush to my front. My cock slid between her cheeks and she laid her head back against me. I could hear a voice on the other end of the phone, but not what they were saying.

Alix made noncommittal sounds to whatever they were saying even as she rubbed her ass along my cock.

I pressed my mouth to her other ear.

“Don’t make a sound,” I breathed quietly. She nodded hesitantly.

Sliding one hand around her hips, I dipped it between her thighs to tickle along the delicate flesh there. My other hand wrapped around to squeeze one of her breasts and support her as I plunged two fingers into her.

Her breathing sped up, but she didn’t make any other indication even as I felt her tense slightly at the intrusion.

My fingers pulled out only to press back into her as my thumb rubbed along her clit teasingly. Having gotten her off with my fingers more times than I could count, I knew exactly where her sweet spots were. I found the sensitive spot inside her and rubbed my fingers along it each time they filled her and again as they slid back out.

Alix was trying to pay attention to the phone call and what I was doing at the same time. Her responses to the caller got fewer and fewer as her pussy got wetter and wetter.

“Don’t forget you are on the phone,” I reminded her before dragging my tongue along the column of her neck.

She said something to the person, but I wasn’t paying attention. I was more focused on getting her off before she got off… the phone, that is.

Suddenly, her entire body tensed and vibrated in my arms. I tightened my hold on her and slowed my fingers so I could milk out her release for as long as possible. Eventually she sighed and then said something brief into the phone before hanging up.

“That was evil. We’re both probably going to hell now,” she said before laughing half-heartedly.

“If the other things I’ve done haven’t gotten me on that list already I don’t think what we just did will,” I said shrugging. “Who was it, anyway?”

“Some church.”

Her response made me pull back from her.

“I’m sorry?” I sputtered.

“A church. Apparently I am in need of saving from the evils I participate in and they would be happy to come over to have a sit-down chat about all the ways I need to turn my life around. They can save me from myself, supposedly,” she said, and I could see all the tension I’d worked to relieve her of come right back.

“What the fuck?” I snapped.

“Yeah, that’s about what I was thinking.” She turned in my arms to face me. “I don’t know how the hell they got my number or what they think I’m doing, but it was… weird. However, you made it much more interesting. So I guess I owe you a thank you.”

“I can think of one way you can thank me,” I said, smirking and glancing down at my hard, dripping cock.

“Mmm, my favorite way to say thank you.” She smiled, but it was still tight.

“On the bed, now,” I told her.

In the bedroom, I watched as she climbed onto the bed and spread her legs, arms over her head.

“Mmmmm.” I dragged out the sound while taking in every inch of her exposed skin. My cock was begging for attention so I wrapped my hand around it and slid it slowly down the hard shaft. Stepping closer, I licked my lips as my eyes continued to consume the luscious woman sprawled out before me. Mine. She was all mine.

Her nipples were dark red from the cufflinks still clipped to their tips. I wanted to bite them and turn them purple under my touch, but decided against it.

Still moving my palm over my dick, I walked around the bed as if one side of her was better than the other. It wasn't. Both were equally tantalizing. All I had to do was pick where I wanted to start devouring her. Moving to kneel on the bed next to her, I tugged on one cufflink, making Alix cry out and arch up off the bed. I smirked and adjusted my knees so one was on either side of her shoulders. Leaning forward, I grabbed onto the headboard with one hand while guiding my cock to her lips with the other.

“Take it. Take all of me, Precious,” I demanded and she did so without hesitation, sucking me to the back of her throat. Deep enough that she gagged around me, but didn't pull back for a few seconds. She clamped her lips tight around the crown and sucked hard on it, tearing a gasp from my own mouth.

I dropped my hand to her hair and balled it in my fist as she started to bob up and down my length in earnest.

“God, yes. Show that dick all your love. Worship it with everything you have,” I groaned. I didn't have to tell her to do any of it, she already was, but the words were automatic, part of me that I couldn't hold back.

She slithered a hand down to cup my balls gently, only adding to the maddening desire building within me. Her delicate fingers slipped behind my tight sack to nudge against my perineum in time to her sucking down my cock like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted.

My dick pulsed as a small stream of precome escaped. She knew all my buttons and pressed them with a precision that drove me to the brink in minutes. I hated how easily she could get me there while at the same time loving that she paid so much attention to my body each and every time we were together.

I had to pull out of her glorious lips or I'd end up coming too soon. She pouted when it popped out and I moved out of reach.

“Sir...” she pleaded while her hips gyrated on the bed. “I wasn't done.”

I wanted to spank her for that alone. She knew I was in control and she'd pushed me enough. It was sexy at times, but when I said enough, that was the end. No questions or begging would change my mind. She knew this. Deep inside, I knew she needed me to push her to help her vacate her own thoughts. Once again, she knew how to show me exactly what she needed without needing to say it outright.

I scooted down the bed so I could take one of her nipples into my mouth and tugged on the turgid peak with my teeth.

She screamed and bucked under me, but didn't truly try to get away or say her safe word. I'd never heard it out of her mouth and didn't anticipate that I would.

Releasing her, I moved lower, dropping kisses as I went. I sucked a mouthful of her fragrant skin into my mouth and made sure to use enough pressure that it would leave a mark on her stomach when I released it. Then I continued to move down again until I found the apex of her legs. I kissed between her hipbones, then down the crease where they met her thighs. Jumping across her weeping center, I kissed up the other side until I was back at the hip bone I'd started with.

She groaned and fisted her hands in the blankets over her head.

I knew what she wanted. I wanted the same thing — to be buried in that beautiful pussy. It wasn't time yet for that. Teasing was half the fun. Watching her pussy lips get plump and full while her juices slowly grew enough to make them glisten was the goal for this little game. Getting her turned on so much she didn't think she could handle any more teasing. Of couse, she could and I would show her that. Then I would make her come all over my face, fingers, and cock. Come until she couldn't remember her name, let alone the shit going on at work or the stupid phone call she'd just taken. Those were things for me to worry about and deal with.

Ghosting my fingertips over the path that my lips made just taken had her gyrate in the hope of getting my fingers where she wanted them. I smiled against the soft flesh of her thigh.

“Please, Master,” she begged. “Touch me. Fuck me. Fill me. I need you. I need to come. Master, please.”

Now that was what I wanted to hear her say. I wanted her on edge, not topping from the bottom or trying to tell me what was coming next in a roundabout fashion.

“What was that? I
am
touching you. Don't you feel my fingers?” I asked, barely touching the crease between her thigh and pussy. There was a light sheen to her pussy lips. Yeah, she was more than turned on. Fuck, the sight made my mouth water. “Is that not enough?”

“No, sir. I need mo...” Her words trailed off in a gasp because I'd plunged two fingers between that beautiful, glistening flesh. “Yes! Yes”

“Mmm. Better?” I asked, kissing the top of her mound briefly.

“Y...Yes, sir,” she stuttered as a ful-body shudder ran through her.

My fingers continued to glide in and out of her. The sound of them squishing around in her arousal filled the room and her scent surrounded me. I couldn't hold back any longer and buried my face, moving it side to side to get deep into her pussy so I could suck her clit into my mouth. Pulling back, I let it pop out so I could lap at all of her while still fucking her.