The Daily Life of Emma Preston *Complete*

Epilogue

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The whip lashed across my backside yet another time, leaving a trail of unavoidable, unfulfilled, pleasure in its wake. 

A moan so primal escaped through my dry lips. My throat was dry, as if I had been walking through the desert for a week. My arms were like jelly, with the ropes tied around each wrist, pined above my head connecting me to a contraption Jerry had built on our four year anniversary. 

My arms were straight above me, while each ankle was roped to a bed post. I'm on my front, with my knees up under me, making my ass stick up.

Jerry whipped me again. This time he used a cat of nine tails, instead of his normal whip. I screamed, welcoming the pain each tail inflicted. It would hurt to sit down tomorrow, but right now I just didn't give a damn.

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" My husband asked me. I wasn't meant to respond, I wasn't even sure if I could complete a sentence right now to answer him.

My thighs shook and quivered. As they convulsed, Jerry slowly pulled on the vibrator in my sweet spot. I felt myself tighten around it, wanting to keep it buried in there. 

Jerry, from behind me kneeling on the bed between my legs, pressed himself against my sensitive backside. Pulling my hair roughly, he made me come up, arching my back. "You wouldn't want to wake the kids, would you?"

I bit my lower lip, trying with everything I have left in me to stay quiet. 

He just made it so damn hard! 

Jerry let go of my hair, and pushed my upper body back down into the mattress. Without missing a beat, Jerry continued with his assault.

First, he will smack me with the whip, which just made me even more sensitive for the pulsation of the vibrator. Jerry pushed and pulled the vibrator in and out, rapidly, only to push it all the way in, before leaving it there to sit on my G-spot. 

Next came the mini vibrator he had attached to his index finger. Slowly, he trailed the vibrator down to my clit, and around my hip to my backside. While smacking the base of the vibrator, making it go in further, Jerry eases the mini vibrator into my ass. 

I feel my entire lower body tense, and I know before too long I will go over the edge again. Only this time I know I will scream. The build up alone now is making me want to. I bit my lip, moan hoarsely, and push myself onto his finger more.

Jerry smacks my ass. "Stay still." And I freeze in the spot that I'm in. Uncontrollably, I don't move an inch. 

Why is he torturing me? 

And he repeats the process. Twice.

Just as he smacks the vibrator again, I feel myself start to scream. 

I open my mouth, but nothing comes out, due to the scarf he shoves in my mouth at the last second. God, the way he knows exactly how my body reacts to him is a major turn on in itself, and it pushes my orgasm farther.

As I slowly come back down, at what I thought was the end to the onslaught of my pleasure, Jerry quickly pulls the vibrator out, slams it in my ass, before burring his self in me. 

My head snaps back up, and I scream around the material again. Jerry grabs a fistful of my hair, and pushes my head back down. He slams into me, over and over again. The length of time he's able to go at this rate is wavering.