Bücher online kostenlos Kostenlos Online Lesen
Apartment 1209

Apartment 1209

Titel: Apartment 1209 Kostenlos Bücher Online Lesen
Autoren: Elizabeth Lister
Vom Netzwerk:
to fuck me Ryan. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.” I panted.
    He didn’t say anything. Soon I felt his index finger push deep into me.
    “Oh… fuck.”
    For some reason that long, thick finger sliding up my ass felt better than anything. Always.
    He laughed. “You like that, huh?”
    I moaned as he swiveled it inside me and added a second finger. I grunted as both fingers sank deep and pressed against my prostate. He’d made me come hands free this way a few days ago. After fingering me like this for almost an hour, taking his time— bringing me close, then backing off— until I’d begged him to get me off. His expert touch had done so in a matter of seconds after that plea, with nothing on my dick but cold air and two sets of eyes. Seeing it shoot and convulse on its own was something I’d never forget.
    We did more conventional things as well, like finally going out for that coffee and also to a movie together, which proved we could get along well in non-sexual situations. Ryan was funny, charming and kind. It turned out he had room in his personality for both that guy and the intimidating Leather Daddy I was getting to know and liking just as much.
    I whimpered in protest as he withdrew his fingers but hoped he would get the flogger now. I was ready.
    When I felt cold metal at my anus I realized he wanted to plug me first. Trembling in anticipation as the hard steel pressed against me, I tried to relax as he pushed it gently inside, until the narrow base and flange nestled comfortably between my butt cheeks.
    “Thank you, Sir.” If I couldn’t have his cock inside me, I’d settle for this.
    He flicked the base of the plug hard with his finger, making me groan as the vibration reverberated through me.
    “Good boy.” He slapped my ass a few times with his hand and backed off.
    “I changed my mind,” he said after a moment.
    Oh oh.
    “Sir?”
    “This visit to the club is all about new experiences. I don’t want to go back to an old standard with you.”
    Old standard? Had we gotten that far already? Everything still seemed so new.
    “You may not be ready for those other rooms yet, but I’d like to try a paddle on you.”
    I felt my pulse quicken as my body tensed. A paddle. How would that feel? Different from the flogger and crop no doubt, but would I like it? Only one way to find out.
    “Yes, Sir,” I said bravely.
    Suddenly I felt his body close behind me as he pressed his leather-covered cock against my buttocks and leaned in close to my ear. “Don’t worry. You’ll love it,” he whispered.
    I gulped. “Yes, Sir.”
    He reached around to grasp my cock with his hand, testing its hardness as he pumped teasingly against me.
    “When will you fuck me Sir?” I asked. “I want you to fuck me.”
    “I know. Soon. But not yet.”
    Dammit.
    He moved away, leaving my body zinging from the close contact. I felt pre-cum pool at the top of my dick and slide down over the glans to hover there— waiting, it seemed, just like me. I rattled my wrist restraints again and rubbed my cock against the polished wood of the cross. It felt good but provided little relief.
    Suddenly, something cold pressed against my behind.
    Ryan rubbed the flat of the rectangular paddle over my sensitive butt cheeks. It felt like rubber.
    He gave me a trial swat.
    I gasped as it made contact. I’d learned I was tougher than I looked— tougher than I actually felt most days. I could take stuff that I’d never imagined I could tolerate. I’d learned that I liked a bit of pain— craved it, in fact. I told Ryan I felt like a freak. He said if that made me feel like a freak I was in pretty good company.
    He hit me with the rubber paddle again. It burned and stung.
    “What do you think?”
    “It stings.”
    “Good.”
    “I like it.”
    “I figured.”
    I grinned, then cried out with the next one. “Ow.”
    “Boy, that’s nothing. I’m being gentle right now.”
    “I know.”
    “I’m warming you up.”
    “Thank you, Sir.”
    “You’re very welcome, Henry.”
    He continued to swat my ass with the paddle while I hung onto my restraints for dear life, trying not to sound like a baby. I made lots of noise though because I knew that turned Ryan on more than anything else. But I made sure they were masculine grunts, groans and curses, rather than whimpers and girly cries. At least I tried. Maybe they got kind of girly toward the end…
    By the time he’d finished with me, or at least, finished

Weitere Kostenlose Bücher