PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

40. Pampering Her

AVNEET'S POV

Promise Day was not an occasion for us. Not after we took wedding vows that are much more significant.

Kiss Day and Hug Day were a marathon of hugs and kisses, cuddling, and being a fluffy couple.

Siddharth's fever was thankfully gone, but he still felt weak. So I hadn't allowed him to go to the office. He resumed his work from home.

I had a feeling that today would be a good day. I was still sleeping soundly when I heard a disturbance. It stirred me awake, and I lazily opened my eyes.

I couldn't have seen a better visual in the morning. Siddharth's bare chest, his defined muscles, and his distinguished abs.

And-

What is that?

I took in the full picture, and butterflies swam in my stomach. I couldn't believe I was acting giddy like a love-sick teenager, but no other word could define how I felt.

Siddharth was on his knees beside my bed. He had a collar around his neck. A freaking collar! With my name on it.

He had the most shit-eating grin on his face because he knew he had managed to impress me.

"Siddharth," I whispered in awe.

"Woof," he barked, and I burst out laughing. He picked up the end of the leash attached to the collar with his teeth and moved forward on his knees.

I sat up straight and accepted the leash. He pulled out his tongue, still grinning wildly. And I realized that he wanted it. He wanted me to dominate him.

We're switch after all. We gotta rebound between our dominance and submission. And I figure that Siddharth has had enough dominance to last him a while.

I kept my feet on the ground.

"Kiss my feet, puppy," I ordered, and his mouth was on my toe before the words finished leaving my mouth.

Siddharth does not enjoy animal play too much. He finds them way too humiliating, and I always respected his choices. So his being submissive willingly is a refreshing break.

"Would you also lick my core, puppy?" I spread my legs. He brought his nose closer to my naked pussy and took a deep inhale. He moaned, and it turned me on so much that my folds started clenching.

If there's a word greater than torture, then that is what this was. The need to touch myself but not being allowed to. Not even a small relief in six days.

Six fucking days.

But if I was suffering, then it was not like I was bound to suffer alone. Siddharth's dick was straining against his briefs. I pressed my foot on the bulge, and he hissed.

"Now that's a spectacle I enjoy watching," I lipped my lips.

"Woof," he barked weakly. I pressed harder and rubbed my foot. He bucked his hips and strained to feel pleasure.

I removed my foot by a centimeter and kicked his dick. It wasn't hard, but it must have hurt because his face scrunched in pain.

"Crawl behind me, puppy," I commanded, and I got up to prepare breakfast.

The living room was another surprise. The entire room was filled with red balloons and gifts all around. Gifts upon gifts, stacks, and hills of gifts.

My jaw dropped to the floor, and I had trouble breathing.

"You did that?" I whispered, my eyes still bulging out.

"No one else is allowed here, so yeah, pretty much," he replied.