A Strong Hand

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    A Strong Hand
    by Catt Ford
    his arse up to meet the next smack and felt the warmth blossom over his backside. Damian gave him a brisk spanking, covering every inch of his bottom until he was on fire, gasping with the heat of it.
    And then the hand was stroking him again, caressing him, soothing him, taking the sting away although the warmth lingered.
    "You look so beautiful like that, red and hot, bent over for me to do as I please." Damian watched the responsive quiver run through Nick's body. "I'm going to cool you off just a bit now, Nick. Stay right there."
    He stepped to his desk and opened a drawer, finding a tube of lubricant that he'd purchased that week in the spirit of hope. He squeezed some onto his hands and smoothed it over both red cheeks. "You're glowing, pet. I like to see you like that. One day, I'll take pictures of what I do to you, so you can see how alluring you are when you've just had a spanking."
    Nick felt the sting diminish as Damian's hands soothed whatever it was he was using over his cheeks. He squeaked when Damian's hands swept between his thighs, smoothing the lube on them, the backs of the photographer's hands brushing his balls.
    The hands swept up again and Damian's fingers dipped closer to his cleft with each pass. Feeling uncomfortable at the nearness of the hands to his most secret spot, Nick tried to squeeze his legs together, forgetting that his ankles were trapped in the spreader.
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    A Strong Hand
    by Catt Ford
    Damian laughed at Nick's futile attempt to protect himself.
    "You are at my mercy, Nicholas. I'm going to touch you precisely where I wish to, and there is nothing you can do to prevent me."
    Nick gasped and threw back his head as Damian slid a finger along the valley between his buttocks, passing over his arsehole. "Don't, please ... don't ... touch me there..." he begged, although it felt incredibly hot.
    Damian's other hand found his rigid shaft and stroked it gently. "Your mind says no, but your body is saying yes, Nicholas. And I will touch you wherever I like."
    "Please ... don't..." Nick pleaded.
    "But you forget: you belong to me, and I will touch my property as I choose. Every part of you is beautiful, pet. Tell me the truth. Do you like it when I touch you here? " Damian asked, massaging the puckered skin of Nick's entrance.
    Nick remembered that he had to tell the truth. He felt that this was very gay, but it felt so sinfully good. "I do ... I like it..." he admitted.
    Damian saw the tension drain from Nick's body as he expressed his desires. "Then I shall show you how much pleasure I can give you. You look so beautiful, pet, kneeling there open for me with your backside reddened by my hand, eager for me to explore you."
    Nick arched his back, raising his arse into Damian's hand.
    The finger that had been rubbing his hole was now pressing against it. He gasped and moaned as Damian pushed it slowly inside him.
    "It burns..." he moaned.
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    A Strong Hand
    by Catt Ford
    "It will get better, my pet. You'll see," Damian promised, his voice husky. "You're doing this to please me, remember?"
    "Yes...."
    Damian penetrated Nick more deeply, sliding his finger in and out gently, gaining ground with every thrust.
    Nick jumped when Damian's finger slid over something buried deep inside him that sent the most amazing sensation straight to his cock. He was panting he was so hot. Damian's finger was moving more easily inside him and he moaned with the loss when it was removed.
    One hand patted his back. "You liked that."
    Two fingers entered him, and Nick pushed back, even as he moaned in pain, wanting that feeling of fullness even though the stretch of the tight ring of muscle hurt. But he wanted that feeling deep inside enough that he was willing to ride out the sharp cramping to earn that pleasure.
    Damian fingered Nick's hole gently, thrusting inside and twisting occasionally. The boy was like an inferno inside, blazing hot and so silky smooth. He wanted nothing more than to bury his cock deep inside and stake his claim by leaving his seed, marking the young man as his.
    But he knew he needed to take this slowly; he wouldn't fuck Nick tonight. Soon, but not tonight. Instead he reached for Nick's hard length, wrapping his slick fingers around it.
    Nick groaned with the intensity of the pleasure; he thrust into the hand surrounding him and each time he rocked back, he drove Damian's fingers even deeper inside himself. It felt almost as if