Bound by Christmas

Chapter Two: Dismissed

Smack!

The paddle bounced off my butt cheek, leaving a throbbing sting behind. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the urge to moan my pleasure. I didn't want Sebastián to stop.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The sound of the paddle rang through the room as Sebastián continued his swings. I relished in the pain, knowing my obedience was going to be rewarded.

"Fuck!" Sebastián grunted. "Look at that gorgeous red ass. You're too beautiful, alma, and you're all mine. Right?"

"Yes, Master. I'm all yours...only yours," I moaned.

He caressed my butt cheeks with his palm, soothing the burn. Leaning in, he started to kiss and nibble my bottom. I was on fire for him, writhing with desire.

"Please, Master," I begged. "Please, please, please."

"That's right, Jenna. Beg me. Beg me to lick this pretty pussy because that's what you want. Isn't it?"

"Yes, Master. Please, Master." I whimpered as I felt him slide my thong down my thighs and his finger caress my slit, taunting me, teasing me. Sebastián treated sex like a work of art. For him, each one of my orgasms was a masterpiece. He relished in pushing me to the very edge before he let me fall over into ecstasy.

"Don't worry. I plan on enjoying this delicacy very soon," he teased, as his thick finger broached my entrance. "But first, you deserve a little gift for accepting your punishment so nicely."

Furrowing my brows, I wondered what Sebastián was up to. With a man like him, my surprise could be anything. Suddenly, I felt a cold object press down on my back entrance, causing my body to tense up.

"Shhh," Sebastián soothed. "Relax and let me in."

Blowing out a breath, I tried to loosen my body as Sebastián pushed the lubricated butt plug all the way in. Moaning at the fullness I felt from the foreign object, I adjusted my body to accommodate it. But, when I felt a hard slap on my bottom, I tensed again.

"Did I give you permission to move?" Sebastián scolded.

"No, Master. I'm sorry."

Sebastián didn't acknowledge my apology, but I felt his breath move over my back and down to my vagina. Then, his breath was replaced by his tongue as he licked my vulva. His licks soon turned into sucking, making me flush with intense satisfaction.

"Fuck!" He groaned, continuing to suck and lick me. "So fucking delicious. How do you taste so good? You have me fucking addicted."

I moaned, pushing myself closer to his mouth, silently begging for more.

His chuckle vibrated through my body as he became more and more aggressive with his ministrations. "So hungry for it, aren't you? But, I should leave you wanting. Make you feel the way I felt when you denied me. When you refused to meet me, leaving me with blue, aching balls."

"Please, Master. Please forgive me."

"Not yet, mi alma. I'll decide when I forgive you." And he continued to torture me with his mouth, taking me to the edge and pulling back. He licked and sucked my pussy's lips and clitoris, piercing my entrance with his tongue. He devoured me, but he didn't let me come.

"Please, please, please, Master. I beg you."

I felt him pull away after what felt like hours. Whimpering at the loss of him, I tightly shut my eyes. I had to get control of my body. I needed to accept my punishment and earn his forgiveness. I was dying for a release and he wouldn't give it to me until he was satisfied with my compliance.