🍋 Chapter 4

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Warning sex, hitting, bdsm. Please be scared. I'm scared. It's really not for the faint-hearted 












He smirked and came toward you. "Just click your fingers if it hurts hunny" he whispered. He felt his more dark and brutal side start to show. He started to kiss you gently, pulling your shirt over your head and threw it away. He chuckled, kissed your wrists before snapping the handcuffs over them.  He kissed your temple before wrapping the soft fabric around your eyes. He kissed your lips and eased a handkerchief into your mouth  "Lay down and relax" he muttered. He pulled your clothes off you and you shivered slightly at his soft breath which was over your stomach.  You jumped as you felt his nails slide across your skin gently, moving randomly. Suddenly it all stopped and George went from the bed. He returned and you felt something slowly be dragged across your skin. It was some kind of material.

"Im going to hit you now darling." he said.

You felt a smack as the crop slapped onto your stomach. He stroked your stomach with the crop and again smacked it down hard. You made a noise and he chuckled. He smacked it down on one of your thighs and then the other. Slowly he moved it toward your heat and ever so slowly ran it across your clit. It went and smacked down on your clit. You rocked your hips and he smacked it again and again, each slap becoming more powerful. You leaned your head back and George smirked. "You're enjoying my little teasing aren't you" he murmured. "My good little kitten taking everything master has to give". You nodded and he smiled. He kissed your neck. his fingers felt your wetness and chuckled. He slowly inserted the top of the crop into you. Your breath hitched and you moaned slightly. George got on top of you and started to bite your neck harshly and started to pump the crop into you while with his other hand he held your neck, choking you slightly. Your head was swimming with the pain and pleasure which fell over you. You bit against the handkerchief and leaned your head further back as George moved his nipping and biting down from your neck towards your breasts which were heaving. He took one of your nipples into his mouth started to bite it harshly. You moaned in pain as he sucked and bit at it. He moved his hand to the bed to support himself as he carried on thrusting into you with the crop and biting your nipple. He hit your g spot and went faster and faster. You moaned, feeling an orgasm creep upon you. Suddenly George stopped and took the crop out of you. He took the handkerchief out of your mouth and you moaned in annoyance. "Awe you wanted to cum?" he asked "Not yet sweetie. Now open your mouth and suck." You did as he said and felt the cane go into your mouth. You took it in your mouth and he chuckled as you tried your best to suck the cane. After a short while he took it out of your mouth and slowly dragged the handle where you sucked down you'd body before putting it on the floor. 

He went back to biting you and with one hand grabbed your thighs and held them hard in his hand, massaging and pulling. You started to moan, nothing in your mouth to stop you. "Use my name when you moan" he muttered against your bitten skin. "George" you moaned. George squeezed your thighs to show his displeasure. "Wrong Kitten. Try again." you thought. "Master?" he chuckled and bit you on the stomach. "Oh, good girl. You learn so quick". 

"I would hope so seeing as I'm a lecturer" you sassed. George chuckled and carried on bitting. "You think your funny darling?" he asked and with one movement he flipped you and smacked your ass.  He stroked where he slapped. "You have seen how I teach darling" he said. "I don't like backchat." 

"Yes master" you mumbled and he smiled.  He flipped you over again and started to pull his shirt and trousers off. "I do believe my good little kitten deserves a treat" he muttered. "Do you think so?" You nodded and he chuckled.  "Do you want me to fuck you until you can't stand?" he asked. "Draw your orgasm out until you scream in pain and beg for me to allow you to cum?" You nodded. "I want big girl words for this (y/n)" he said

"Yes please" you said.

"Beg for it and I will" he said into your ear.

"Master I want you to fuck me until I can't stand and draw my orgasm out and I want you to show that I'm yours and I want you to punish me" you said, words flying out your mouth.

"That was terrible grammar dear (y/n)"  he said. "I'll punish you for that shall I?"  he flipped you onto your back and pulled your ass onto his lap so you lay straight, you're ass in the air. He slapped it hard with his hand, then again and again. You moaned his name again and he frowned. he slapped you again. "Who's your master?" he asked through slaps. "You" you moaned out. "and do you enjoy your punishment?" he asked. "Yes" you said.  "Who owns you?" he asked. "You master" you moaned. He smirked and pulled you into a kiss on your lips, turning you over. 

"Now we have the ghastly punishment out of the way" he muttered. "I will make you feel pleasure" His fingers started to stroke your wet clit. He kissed you all the way down and kissed your clit. He started to kiss and lick your clit, swirling it around in his mouth. His bulge in his boxers was now very large. He loved punishing you, enjoying your moans and the way you writhed and pulled against your cuffs. He carried on eating you out, using his tongue, his teeth and his fingers to overstimulate you. You bucked your hips into him and he grinned. You suddenly felt your already barred orgasm come back. "Don't cum" he commanded. You whined as he carried on. The orgasm was threatening washing over you and George chuckled, enjoying it. "Hold it" he whispered "You can do it kitten. Your strong" you held it and held it. After what seemed like an age he let you cum and the pleasure went over you and you moaned loudly. George licked you clean and kissed your throbbing clit gently. 

He took his boxers off. His cock was throbbing in excitement and slowly he pushed inside of you. You breath hitched as he pushed himself into you fully. He started to move quickly inside you, hitting your g spot over and over. He watched your face, enjoying your facial expressions as you tried to deal with his size. "Your so tight dear (y/n)" he whispered. "Tight for me" you moaned in reply. George carried started to bite your collar again, creating red marks. these bites were large and he pulled at your skin, sucking at it.  He carried on hitting your g spot with his dick and biting until you felt another orgasm. "Master" you moaned. "May I cum?" you asked. He smirked "Good girl for asking" he said, kissing your cheek. "Of course".  You moaned loudly as you came and George carried on until he felt his dick twitch and he cummed deep into you. He breathed and took your blindfold off, he looked at you straight in the eye. They were full of lust and love. He kissed you and pushed his tongue into your mouth. your lips moved in sink and you moved your arms to be over his head, pulling him down by the cuffs  He smiled carrying on kissing you gently and passionatly. You let go and he go and got up, unlocking the handcuffs. Your wrists where red where you had been pulling at them. He kissed your wrists and stroked them soothingly.  "My poor dalring" he whispered. "Now I promised TV afterward didn't I?"

You nodded and he smiled, kissing your cheek. "TV and snacks?" you nodded and George pulled you from the bed. Your legs shook from the orgasm. He picked you up and walked towards the kitchen. There he let you sit on the table and point snacks. With the packets on your lap he carried you back to the bed and laid you onto it. He got in behind you and pulled you against him. Kissing your head he stroked your arm and turned the TV on. It was some documentary by Lucy Worlsey and together you sat and watched, enjoying the moment while eating random food.  "I love you (y/n)" he said. "I am so glad I am back with you again". 

"I love you too" you mumbled looking up at him. "Thank you for saving me". 

"Any time darling." he whispered, stroking your neck gently. 

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