𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | +𝟏𝟖

𝐗𝐗𝐕

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She had me wrapped around her finger, and I knew it.

I noticed the change in her demeanour during her punishment. She obeyed instantly, and it made my dick even harder as I watched her switch into a submissive mindset — subspace. It's where I've been wanting her, and I finally got it.

I had already put the lotion on her, and although she said she could do it herself, I insisted. It wouldn't of been fair for her to take care of herself after I inflicted the pain. I studied her as she brushed through the damp strands of her hair, watching herself do so in the mirror.

The small, silk pyjamas she had on only hid her breasts and ass. Whilst her thighs, and long, tanned legs were on display for me. I felt my head tilt as my gaze reached every inch of her it could, from her body to the beauty plastered on her face. She set the brush down onto the counter and turned to me, silently watching as I watched her.

I took a few steps closer until I was at her front. She looked up at me, unknowingly making her eyes doe. I lifted a hand and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, baring her face to me more whilst she licked her lower lip. "You're beautiful," even if she already knew, I still wanted to tell her.

She blinked, a small smile grazing her perfectly shaped lips. I leaned down, connecting the softness of them with mine. I turned my body, slowly turning hers with me and pressing her lower back against the edge of the counter.

"I really want to fuck you on this counter right now," I confessed against her lips. Though, I knew she's likely had enough for tonight.

My hands reached her waist, my thumbs slipping underneath the silky fabric as I caressed the smooth skin that I loved feeling underneath my hands. As I shut my eyes and kissed her, her lips parted, allowing me to slip my tongue between them.

Her hands went to my chest, slowly lowering to my abs before she kept them there. Suddenly, one hand retreated as I felt her touch reach my hand instead. She gently removed it from her waist and lowered it to her thighs.

I moaned into her mouth, reaching lower to grip her inner thigh. The ends of her shorts teased me, taunting me to go underneath them.

"We're going over the plan again tomorrow," I spoke, pulling away to brush my lips against the skin on her neck. "But thoroughly this time. Then we're going to do more training and get ready to leave in a few weeks." I explained, before letting my lips wrap around a patch of her skin and suck a hue into the flesh.

I placed my palm against her pussy, the fabric of her shorts and panties the only barrier between my hand and her core. She exhaled a breathy moan when I began to rub her, and her hips started to grind against my hand. I placed more pressure where my fingers ended, closer to her entrance.

Her hands clutched my shirt, balling the fabric into her palms as she was presumably still sensitive from earlier.

My lips continued their attack on her neck, leaving marks against her skin that anyone was sure to notice. Though, I didn't have a care in the world as I pulled away just enough to see them beginning to form.