𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄

-𝘵𝘸𝘰

Upon hearing the words, Marcus didn't even bother with unlacing her corset. Instead, he just ripped it right in half, making her gasp in surprise. He smirked in response and continued to undress her in a haste. After taking off his shirt, took the time to admire her body.

"I can't wait to mark this beautiful body," he mewled as he lightly trailed his fingers down her chest, in between the valley of her breasts. Suddenly, she felt a harsh slap on the left one, making her yelp it surprise. She loved the stinging feeling it left behind and found herself wanting more.

His hand made its way between her legs, where he immediately played with her clit.

"So wet off of a tiny little slap?" He taunted, making her moan out as he smacked her clit.

"My little masochist," he continued. Before he did anything else, he moved Alice to the spot where he could tie her arms to the ceiling. After making sure she was secure with no means of getting out, he walked over to the wall of various whips.

"Master?" Alice asked tentatively. All she got in response was a tsk.

"No speaking unless spoken too, understood, Princess?"

She nodded and continued to watch him look at the objects on the wall, as if he was debating with himself on what to use. Alice, however, was eying up a flogger, completely mesmerized by the thick, black leather. He looked back over at her and caught onto what she was staring at. With a smirk, he grabbed it off the wall and made his way back over.

"You're curious about this, baby?" He asked softly as he trailed it softly on her skin. She shivered at the contact of the whisps making contact, feeling cool against her very flushed skin. She almost said yes, but decided maybe now wasn't the best time to be a brat, so she nodded her head.

"Such a good girl," he cooed before going behind her. Alice shivered again, anticipating his next move now that she couldn't see him. Just when she was about to speak up, she felt a whip on her ass, making her moan, which was more like a yelp. He groaned in satisfaction and continued to whip, not stopping until her ass was a bright red with some bruises on it.

He dropped it on the floor carelessly and stepped in front of her, running a hand through her hair.

"Are you okay, baby?" He asked, dropping the dominant personality for a moment.

"Yes sir," she responded with a smile. In fact, she was beyond okay. He trailed his eyes down to her legs, which once again darkened with lust.

"There's a puddle underneath you, Princess. Care to explain why?"

Alice is was speechless, her face completely turning red. Marcus put his hand on her heat and began to rub her clit.

"Don't be embarrassed, I love knowing I did this to you," he whispered in her ear. Just as quick as his hand arrived, he yanked it away and began to untie her from the ceiling. He scooped her up bridal style and brought her to the bed, laying her down gently.

She absolutely loved how he could be rough and gentle at the same time.

She went to go palm him through his pants, but he shoved her hand away and shook his head.

"We'll have plenty of time for that, baby. Today is about you," he mewled before digging his face into her heat without warning. His tongue flicked her sensitive clit, making her moan out in pleasure. She put her hands on his head, gripping onto his hair. The action only made him bury himself deeper into her, as he loved the feeling of her tugging at his dark hair.

"Master, please let me cum," she begged, feeling her release come quickly. He stuck two fingers in and smirked at her.

"Princess, you're going to be begging for me to stop by the time I'm done with you."