Two's Company

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    will do whatever the hell I want as well.” She went to the bed and slapped his
    ass with the whip. When he didn’t respond, she slapped his ass again, this time
    with enough force to leave a red stripe across both cheeks.
    “Now,” she continued, “you’ll do as I say or you get the whip.”
    “Gillian,” he said cautiously.
    She slapped his ass again. “You’ll answer only when I ask a question, and
    you’ll address me as Mistress. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, Mistress,” he replied.
    “Very good. You learn quickly,” she said, walking around the bed.
    Touching the end of the whip to the bottom of his foot, she drew it up the
    length of his leg, over his ass, and across his back.
    “You’re so gorgeous,” she said softly, climbed onto the bed and straddled
    his legs. Bending over him, she flicked her tongue over his back and across his
    shoulder. She trailed one long fingernail across his jaw, nibbled his earlobe and
    whispered, “Tell me what you want?”
    “I want to give you the pleasure you’re looking for, Mistress. I want to
    make you wet and hear you scream.”
    “ Mmm,” she moaned. Then she slid off him to the bed and pushed against
    his body until he rolled onto his side. She placed pillows behind him so he felt no
    pressure from the handcuffs at his wrists, and then lay beside him. She kissed
    him. Softly at first, then with more passion as he opened his mouth to her and let
    her take. Her nails raked over his belly to his cock and wrapped around it,
    massaging the length of him until he began to harden. With her mouth still fused
    to his, she rolled a cock ring over his dick to the base, and ran her tongue down
    his body.
    With his dick in her mouth, she sucked him down her throat until he
    became completely hard. She sucked the head of his cock ruthlessly, slid her
    mouth over his full length and brought him closer and closer to release. With his
    balls in her hand, she palmed them gently and continued to suck his dick while
    his hips bucked faster and faster against her mouth. His cock in one hand, she
    massaged him up and down, her grip lighter as she came up over the head, and
    tighter as she went back down and forced the wide head through a small
    opening made by her thumb and finger.
    She watched his face as she jacked him, then lowered her head once more
    and sucked the head of his dick while she stroked up and down the length of
    him. The ring at the base of his cock restricted the blood flow and made it more
    difficult for him to come, but Gillian kept an eye on his facial expressions and the
    movement of his hips. As soon as she saw he was about to come, she slapped his
    cock hard.
    Ian’s eyes flew open and he sucked a deep breath into his lungs. “What
    the f uck?” Gillian cocked a brow, a slight smile curving her lips. “What the fuck,
    Mistress?”
    “Shh,” she whispered and nibbled her way back over his belly. She moved
    up to his nipples and sucked the little nubs into her mouth. Licking up his neck
    and over his face, she found his lips and he opened his mouth, trying to kiss her.
    “No,” she said. “Don’t kiss me back. Just let me do it.”
    Her tongue first flicked across his bottom lip. She used her thumb to press
    his mouth open just a little wider and ran her tongue across his top lip very
    slowly. With her mouth pressed to his, she slipped her tongue inside and kissed
    him so slowly and deliberately, taking all the time she needed. She held his face
    in her hands and kissed his eyes, his brow, his cheeks and nose. She licked over
    his chin and down his neck; her tongue following the planes and ridges of his
    finely honed body. When she reached his cock once again, she sucked him deep
    into her mouth until he was again hard as rock. She played with him, sucked him
    and jacked him until he begged her to make him come. Suddenly, she stopped
    and slapped his cock again.
    Ian’s head rolled back as he panted. His entire being vibrated with need
    and his balls were so tight he thought they’d burst if he didn’t come soon.
    “You’re killing me,” he panted and immediately received a sharp slap of
    the whip across his ass.
    “You’re killing me, Mistress,” he gritted from between clenched teeth just
    as Gillian sucked him into her mouth again.
    She continued to suck and massage him until she could see him teetering
    on the edge of orgasm and then she slapped his cock so hard his brain turned off
    the desire to ejaculate. Over and over