His Sub by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 28: Maggie
“Tying me up? No. You can’t do that.” Maggie had never been tied up. She’d never wanted to be tied up. She wiggled but he had ahold of her wrists, keeping her face against the cushion.
“Yes. I can.” He secured the restraint. “How’s that feel?”
She felt helpless and horny. The ache between her legs was almost pain. She needed release and she couldn’t even take care of it herself. She was at his mercy.
He leaned over her again, filling her world with his heat, his scent, his body. “Too tight?”
“I don’t know about this.” She tested her wrists. The bindings were secure but didn’t bite into her skin.
“I do.” He kissed her neck, his mouth hot and wet and then he nipped her.
She gasped but his tongue soothed the sting, making her melt like ice cream in the oven.
“How does this feel?”
“It’s fine. Not too tight.” She shifted forward a little so her pussy pressed against the chair. He was taking too long. She needed something, anything touching her down there.
“That wasn’t what I asked this time, but I think your actions tell me all I need to know.” He grabbed her hips, moving her away from the chair.
“No.”
He wrapped her hair around his hand, pulling up her head. “Don’t tell me no. Use your safeword if you need to, but don’t tell me no. Understand?”
“Yes…Sir.” She had no idea why, but the slight sting on her scalp made her even hotter. She was helpless. He had all the power, all the control.
“Good.” He let go of her hair, gently pushing her head back to the chair. “I’m going to take off my shirt now” His voice was rich and dark, delicious.
“Yes.” She wanted to feel all that hot, male skin around her.
“That’s it, Maggie, talk to me.”
He leaned away and there was the sound of clothes being removed and then he was back. The top half of his body hot and smooth, setting her skin on fire. She bit her lip to keep from moaning.
“What do you want me to do now?”
She wanted him to take her, make love to her, but she wasn’t going to say that. “You’re the master. Aren’t you supposed to tell me?”
He stilled and she bit her lip again. That wasn’t very sub-like, but she’d felt his erection earlier. He was rock hard and ready. No man walked away in that condition but he leaned away from her.
“Ter…Si—”
His hand landed on her ass with a slap.
“Ouch! Hey!” She tried to sit up, but his other hand captured her neck, keeping her against the chair.
“Don’t question your master.”
“S-sorry.” She could say Red and end this, but his hand was caressing her ass where he’d hit her and his strong fingers felt so good.
“I’ll let you off easy tonight, rabbit.” He grabbed her thighs, spreading her legs wider before kneeling between them. “But we need to go over the rules and then you’d better behave or I’ll have you over my knees.”
“Yes, Sir.” She wiggled, rubbing against him. She was on edge. She needed to come.
“The correct answer is ‘thank you, Sir’.” He swatted her again.
This time she gasped but it wasn’t from the pain. That slap had made her pussy clench, sending pleasure shooting through her body.
“You like that don’t you?”
She bit her lip.
“Answer me, rabbit.”
“Yes, Sir.” She closed her eyes. This was so embarrassing.
“Good girl.” He leaned over her. “Now, you get a reward.”
His hand skimmed over her abdomen and she cringed. He had to feel all that fat. She still hadn’t lost the weight from having Davy.
“Your body is beautiful.” His words were a whispered caress in her ear as his fingers stroked her. “I love how lush and full you are. How ready for me.” He slid a finger inside her.
Her body clenched around him, but she needed more than his finger.
“Say it. Tell me you want this.”
“Yes, Sir, please.” She more than wanted this. She needed this.
“Say the words.” He slid another finger inside her and continued stroking.
“Yes, please. Make love to me.”
His fingers stilled. “Do you love me, Maggie?”
“What?” This was awkward. She barely knew him.
“There’s no way you do, but you want me.” He began to move his fingers again and sparks flew behind her eyes. “So, call it what it is. You want me to fuck you.” He slid another finger inside her. He was a large man and his fingers fit him. Three of them were stretching her in the best possible way.
“Oh…”
“Say it.”
She never cussed. She had when she was younger but eight years of being around small children had changed her vocabulary.
“Say it or I’ll stop.” His fingers stilled, buried deep inside her.
“You can’t. You haven’t…”
“I haven’t come, but I can do that without you. Or I can make you suck me off. Shove my dick in that pretty pink mouth of yours and fuck your face.”
“Ohhh…ohhh.” She moved her hips, clenching his unmoving fingers, finding her own release. His words were crass and dirty and god help her, she was coming again. “There…please…right there.”
“Oh no, you don’t.” He withdrew his hand and sat back on his feet. “You don’t get to come until I say so.”
“Oh…” She moaned. “Please.” She trembled on the chair; her body so tight with need she almost cried.
“That’s a start.” He stood.
“Where are you going?” She’d kill him if he left her like this.
“Stay right there.” His large hand caressed her ass. “When I come back, you’d better be ready to tell me exactly what you want me to do or I’ll leave you like this.” His fingers trailed between her ass cheeks and lower, a whisper soft caress across her pussy. “Unfulfilled. Hungry for my cock.”
