Death By Jared

The belt licked my ass twice, in quick succession, making me scream. As the pain went from a sharp sting to a lingering burn, I focused on my Master. I concentrated on his scent and his voice as he rubbed the pain away. "Good girl Alex" he whispered. I felt Jared unclip the cuffs on my ankles and toss them on the wood floor. He stroked both my legs and moved up to the inside of my thighs. "Lay down and hold the bed post" Jared said firmly. I did as instructed and let my legs slide apart as I felt his hands move to my damp slit. "Mine" Jared said as he slipped two fingers inside me. I clenched the bed post as the pad of his thumb grazed my clit. I wanted more. Needed more. Always in sync with my wants, Jared lowered himself over me, his throbbing cock hitting my ass. I moaned in anticipation, craving him, all of him. Jared's lips once again brushed my face. "Mine" he said.