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  Amelia loved it when Nicholas spanked her and told her how rough he was going to be. It was one reason she never did as she was told. She was always defiant, always moved when she wasn't supposed to or spoke when Nicholas told her not to. Yes it was hard to control herself when she was so hot she could barely think, but the real reason she disobeyed was because the feel of his hard hand or the smooth leather of the belt warming up her ass sent delicious bolts of fire to her very core. The pain was exquisite and the way he would growl at her and rough her up, turned her on to no end. Sometimes just the pain alone made her cum.

  There was another reason Amelia yearned to be punished, and it had nothing to do with sex. When Nicholas spanked her - really hit her good and hard until tears were streaming down her cheeks - the dam of emotions that built up in her soul burst open, letting all the stress of the day spill over, and setting her free. More likely than not, her days were full of tension at work. She carried a huge amount of responsibility and stress on her shoulders. It was stress she had a hard time letting go of, and Nicholas knew it. He knew how she felt, and knew the stress would flow out with her tears. The inner torment would be washed away when she came and cried. Doing this to her body soothed her soul as much as any words or loving touches could, possibly even more.

  But now the time for reflection was over. Here she was, presented so beautifully, ready to yield to his hand and cum at his will. Nicholas gazed at Amelia's perfect body for a few more seconds as she lay there quivering before him, letting his own need build ever stronger. He was very interested in finding out how long she could hold back her orgasm with the plug in place. She always went wild when fucked in her ass, and the large plug was buried to the hilt inside her like his thick cock. Mixing anal penetration with a good hard spanking would surely drive her mad.

  Nicholas picked up the paddle from the dresser and went to his lady love. God she was magnificent, lying there trembling with fear and need, her skin a perfect unblemished canvas. Well he was going to turn her pale skin a glowing crimson red. He laid the paddle on her bottom and Amelia moaned. She had a love/hate relationship with the wooden paddle that he was well aware of. Nicholas ran the smooth cool wood back and forth across her ass watching her skin quiver in anticipation.

  "Do you want me to spank you, kitten?"

  "Yes."

  "Has baby been a bad girl?"

  "Yes, God yes. So, so bad."

  "I agree. You were a tease last night when you knew I had too much work to do. I had to make so many business calls but you decided to play the strumpet. You kept brushing past me, naughty fingers trailing over my ass and cock while I was on the phone with a client. Such a dirty slut you were, Amelia. Did you do it because you knew I'd make you pay for your behavior? I didn’t have time last night but I certainly do now. Is this what you were looking for?"

  "No I... I don't know. Please Nicholas." Her mind was in a whirl because of the fire raging in every nerve of her body. She couldn’t think, couldn’t reply.

  "No lying kitten. Hum, being a slut and telling lies. I would say you deserve this."

  Amelia moaned again. “Yes, yes, please Nicholas.”

  Nicholas smiled. She was right where he wanted her. Primed and ready for anything. The need was consuming her, all else had faded from her mind. "Remember Amelia, there will be no cumming without permission."

  "I won't."

  "I think you might. The pain makes you burn inside love. It heats up your pussy and makes you so very, very, hot. And this..." Nicholas twisted the butt plug and Amelia let out a whoosh of air. "This is going to make it all that much harder to keep yourself from going over the edge."

  Nicholas brought the paddle down right on the center of her ass, low and hard. Amelia cried out as it grazed her nether lips and sent an agonizing fire spreading across her bottom. She tensed, then her body went slack as she relinquished all control to her lover. Nicholas went to work and Amelia pulled against the cuffs and ropes that bound her, not trying to move away from the stinging blows, but to try and arch into them. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she bit her lip to hold back a wail of pain, but she was also becoming hotter by the second.

  He’d been tormenting her for so long. First the painting of the honey, then the oh, so slow exquisite torture of him licking it off. That followed by his nasty words, teasing fingers, and the plug in her ass made her crazed. She writhed on the bed as much as her bindings would allow, tossing her head, causing the blindfold to slip from her eyes, whimpering, then crying out in agony and ecstasy, fighting the need to cum. It was a losing battle but still she fought, she had to: cumming wasn’t allowed. To make matters worse, Nicholas kept up a stream of dirty talk as he paddled her backside, right cheek , left cheek, down to the tops of her thighs, then right in the middle of her ass again, the nasty naughties he hissed priming her cunt like a pump.

  He told her how hard he was going to fuck her and how much she was going to love it. Nicholas told her he was going to hold her blazing cheeks apart and fuck her in her tight ass until she passed out from cumming again and again. He was hard and throbbing as he watched Amelia's creamy skin turn rosy as her head toss back and forth while she cried into the pillow. His own need fueled the menacing hiss in his words.

  "Such a beautiful ass you have Amelia, just made for spanking and fucking. Tonight I'm going to fuck you every way a man can. I'm going to give it to you good while you whimper and cry. Going to fuck you so hard when I put my cock in your ass, my sweet slut, that you’ll beg me to stop, and then pray I never will. I'm going to pound it to you good, because that's what you like. You love it when I fuck you so hard that you can't see straight don't you baby? Do you want it Amelia? Do you want me to fuck your needy little pussy? Should I take you on the floor while your poor sore ass rubs against the carpet? Or maybe I should put you on your hands and knees, fucking harder and harder until your knees buckle. Going to fuck you good and proper Amelia, all… night… long."

  "Oh God, Nicholas." Her breath came in little hiccups and her hips were rocking along with every blow. Amelia felt the hot tide of her orgasm welling up inside her. Nicholas saw her juices flooding her thighs, saw her body tense in response to her building orgasm, and suddenly stopped. He reached out and pressed a cool hand on her blazing skin, making Amelia moan. Nicholas squeezed her crimson cheeks, and Amelia let out a wail and ground her hips into the bed.

  "You are not to cum, Amelia."

  "Please Nicholas, Oh God please. I have to." She rubbed her swollen clit on the sheets again desperately needing contact.

  "Do that again love and you won't sit for a week. I think it's time for a new game."

  "Noooooooooo! Now Nicholas, please let me cum. I don't want to play anymore. Fuck me."

  Nicholas's hand shot out and grabbed Amelia's hair, twisting his fist in her curls and yanking back her head. "Such a bad girl tonight, Amelia. So defiant. I know what you need, and I will decide when our game is over. No more back-talk, or you won't be cumming until morning. I can do this all night."

  "Please, Nicholas, I'm sorry. Need to cum. Please, need to cum." Amelia ground down on the bed once more, the fire inside fueling her defiance. Nicholas pulled her hair tighter, then traced a finger along her jawline as he tsk at her behavior.

  “Baby’s being bad. I have just the thing for that needy cunt.”

  Nicholas untied her quickly and flipped Amelia back over. He crawled between her legs, his chest pressing on her clit as he reached up and roughly kneaded her breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples hard enough to make Amelia wince. Moving up, he suckled each nipple in turn, bathing the tortured peaks. Amelia curled her fingers in Nicholas’ hair, wanting to keep his mouth upon her nipple, but Nicholas had other ideas. He brought his head up and looked into her eyes, loving the wild passion he saw there. He lapped each nipple in turn as he stared into her eyes, licking, sucking, then nipping hard, making Amelia cry out as the pain and pleasure melded into one. She was so close, oh so close, and Nicholas k
new it. He delved his fingers inside her sopping pussy and brought them up to wet her nipples, then bent down and slowly licked Amelia’s juices off her nipples.

  "God you taste heavenly, pet. Delicious and delicate, honey and spice." He dipped her fingers inside Amelia once more, and brought them to her lips. He coated them with his wet fingers, and then kissed her, his tongue swirling and filling Amelia’s mouth with the sweet taste of her own need. She felt the heat of her passion rolling in her belly, and bucked up against Nicholas.

  "Amelia don't you dare."

  "Nicholas, oh God, please. Have to cum, have to cum so bad."

  Nicholas moved down her body nipping and squeezing, roughly yanking her thighs apart as far as they could go. He shoved her feet up and over his shoulders then picked up something he’d secreted on the bed with a wicked smile.

  "What?" Amelia's blindfold had slipped with the tossing of her head and she saw the miniature leather slapper in Nicholas's hands.

  "Time to use a new toy, kitten. Seeing as how you're such a naughty girl all the time, I decided paddling your sweet little bottom wasn't enough. This, love, is for your pussy." Nicholas slapped the small leather paddle onto his hand. It made a loud cracking noise, making Amelia jump and try to wiggle back, but her legs were hooked on Nicholas's shoulders. He wasn’t about to let her go anywhere.

  "Nicholas no, too much, no." There was fear in her voice and Nicholas smiled. True it was something new, and yes it would burn like hell, but he hadn't done anything to Amelia yet that she hadn't ended up loving.

  "Just a little, pet. You've been such a very naughty girl. I think you'll like this. I'll stop if it's too much. Just say the word."

  It was this gentleness that always crept in when they played their dark games that made her allow him to do all these nasty things to her. Nicholas used her body hard, but his tender side always was there behind the face of the twisted, evil man. Amelia let him abuse her body because she knew that Nicholas would stop if she asked. Not the simple begging from a painful spanking asking, but the if she was in serious pain and couldn’t take it anymore asking. He never went too far though, because he knew her so well. He was a skilled master at mixing pain and pleasure, and Amelia always wanted more.

  Amelia nodded, her pussy needing contact, any kind of contact, and Nicholas brought the little crop down on her baby smooth lips.

  "Oh God." Amelia hissed. The pain was incredibly intense but it also stimulated her clit that was swollen and dying for attention. The sting sent a bolt of fire blazing through her body and spiraling through her. Nicholas hit her pussy again, right on her nub and she cried out, bucking convulsively, almost cumming from the sweet agony. He paused for a moment then smiled when she whimpered and mewled, her legs trembling, her head thrashing, her lips silently begging for more.

  "Do you want to cum, Amelia? Do you want me to punish your little cunt some more?" He brought the crop down with a flurry of little slaps right on her clit.

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhh........Ohhhhhh yes, please Nicholas. Yes."

  "Do you want me to stop?"

  "No.. don't stop, please. No. I want to cum. Need to cum. God you're evil. So bad. So wicked. Make me cum like this. Please, please." Nicholas rained tiny blows upon her swollen cunt and twisted the plug in her blazing hot bottom with his other hand and Amelia went wild.

  "Please. Please. AAGGHHHHH!!!! Please, please, please." White hot bursts of pain were erupting from her core along with intense pleasure. Amelia had never felt anything like it before. “Again, oh God Nicholas, again, again. Right there oh God please, please, let me cum, please, please aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, God Nicholas!!!!!!!”

  "Hold it."

  "Goooddd! I can't."

  "Not yet." Slap, slap, slap went the paddle. Amelia screamed and twisted in his arms.

  "PPLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEE!!!!"

  "Amelia." His voice was full of warning, telling her she had to wait. Nicholas began to fuck her ass in earnest and slowed the tempo of the paddle, confusing her senses, the dual sensations at war in her body. "Almost kitten. Almost. Be my good whore and wait until you’re told." Nicholas increased his pace again and Amelia screamed not in agony, but in ecstasy. Her entire body quivering out of control.

  "You may cum Amelia." It was what she needed to hear. What she had to do. The paddle came down again in a relentless flurry of blows while Nicholas fucked her hot crimson ass with the plug. Amelia screamed and hooked her heels behind Nicholas's neck as wave after wave of pleasure soared through her. She was mewling and panting and tossing her head from side to side wondering if this would kill her when Nicholas cast the paddle aside and latched his lips over her clit.

  Amelia wailed, now she would surely die. Nicholas had to hold onto her with both hands, fingers digging into her hips, as Amelia’s legs squeezed his head. He curled his tongue around her clit and sucked hard as Amelia screamed again, watching as the muscles in her stomach clenched and jerked. Nicholas finally slowed his onslaught and licked her tenderly, bringing her down as she quivered with the aftershocks of her orgasm. He lapped at her slowly, loving the taste of the juices that flowed freely into his mouth, waiting for her breathing to slow. Finally, he lowered her legs and crawled up beside her, pulling her into his arms.

  "You okay kitten?"

  She smiled, her eyes glazed, her body leaden. Every muscle she had, had wildly convulsed and released with the force of her climax. Her body felt wonderful and heavy. She ached between her legs but it was a good ache. That had stung like hell but the orgasm was amazing.

  "Evil man, nasty evil man."

  "Well now, I can't have you going around all sexually pent up and needing a good spanking can I? Sometimes I know you act like a tease on purpose just so I have to be evil.

  "You know just what I need, Nicholas."

  "Yes I do, pet. Now I have a need that needs some serious tending. Time for you to get to work. I think I'll leave that plug in your bottom while you service me too. It can stay until I flip you over and give it to you good and hard in your ass."

  "Promise?"

  "Such a naughty slut."

  "I love you Nicholas."

  "I love you too, Amelia, now get to work." Nicholas fisted his hands in Amelia's long hair as she slid lower on the bed. He settled back with a moan as her hot mouth covered the head of his cock and her tongue swirled around and around then began the long licks and sweet sucking that would bring about his own ecstasy.

  The Headmaster’s Game

  Sarah sashayed through the door of Michael’s house with a wicked smile on her face and a teasing glint in her eyes. Michael looked up from the book he was reading and grinned at her, eyes lighting up, tongue curling behind his top teeth as he raked his eyes over her. She stopped, just out of reach, and twirled on her toes, causing her short skirt to rise up and offer Michael just a glimpse of what was hidden underneath. His cock sprang to attention, every ounce of blood in his body racing downward as he took in her school girl outfit. Sarah had agreed to a bit of role playing and he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her. Tonight’s fantasy would be the strict Headmaster and the naughty school girl, and oh, did he have plans for her.

  She looked absolutely delicious in the short plaid skirt and tight white blouse that was anything but proper. It was tied under her breasts showing just a hint of her taunt stomach. She’d forgone a bra and her rosy nipples could be seen clearly through the thin material. They were already hard little pebbles aching to be touched. White ankle socks and black patent leather shoes completed the outfit. Michael knew she was wearing the white cotton panties he’d requested under that short skirt of hers too. He’d caught a flash of white against her tanned thighs as she’d spun around. To top it off, she’d braided her hair into two ponytails and was currently twirling one as she bit her bottom lip, looking for all the world like a saucy young thing in boarding school. Sarah blew a bubble then let it pop all over her lips before licking the sticky pink gum off her mouth and grinning at him. Baby was definitely read
y to play!

  “You’re late Miss Walton, and chewing gum is a ghastly habit. Get rid of it.”

  “Sorry, Sir.” Sarah looked anything but contrite as she blew another bubble, looking at him innocently as it popped, before slowly cleaning it off her mouth with the tip of her tongue. “Where...?”

  Michael pointed to a waste basket and Sarah slowly walked over to it, swinging her hips and bending low before spitting her gum out. The expanse of lean tanned legs and cotton covered cheeks she put on display made Michael’s cock harden even more, and he wondered how long he would manage to play this game before fucking the hell out of her.

  Sarah heard his sudden intake of breath when she bent over, and was smiling seductively when she turned to face him. “You wanted to see me Mr. Headmaster, Sir.”