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and impaled  herself on it, so smoothly you’d think she’d  been doing it for  a lifetime. They both  moaned at the thick warmth of the entry.

Oh, but she felt good  sheathing him. Riding him. Once more, he couldn’t resist  driving himself up into her, deeper, harder—he had to have  more of her, needed  desperately to find his release. She fucked him vigorously, her breasts bouncing, her  dark hair  falling like clouds the color of  midnight over  her shoulder, and— yes, yes— soon he would come.

That’s when she went still. “Beg  me, Ralen. Beg me not to stop.”

He pulled in his breath, let it back out. Begged her in his mind— please, please—butrefused to give it voice. He wouldn’t. Couldn’t.

Instead, he thrust up into her hard.

She closed her eyes—pleasure shrouded with  a sweet bit of pain, if he read her face correctly—and he thought she would not be  able  to resist either, that she would resume the ride he needed so badly.

So it nearly killed him when she rose neatly  off him, leaving his cock so desperately in need as it dropped wetly down  to his belly, abandoned by her.

He shuddered uncontrollably and hated that she could see how affected he  was by her wicked performance. He closed his eyes, attempting again to  come to grips withthis, to  convince himself this one round of sex didn’t matter, that  he didn’t need it, thathis  mind  could  rule  his  body  if  he  tried  hard  enough—but  when  he  opened  them  back,he found his wife turning away from him on the bed, her knees planted on either side ofhis leg, one slender arm stretched sensually  up the swirled wooden post, the other reaching for the crop.

He was instantly riveted—by the sight of  her lovely curving ass, her pussy pouting pinkly underneath, and by wondering what  would come next. What was she going to do with that crop?

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Strike him? He hated himself for hoping  she might, for knowing he’d welcome the

sensation.

Only she didn’t hit him with it—no, her  actions were much more sinister. Arching her ass toward him, she positioned the crop’s smooth handle at her asshole and slowly, methodically began to  ease it inside.

He thought his body would burst apart from  the brutal arousal—layer after layer ofit, and now  this! He couldn’t take it. “No! No, stop it!”

She pushed the crop deeper, beginning to  gently move her ass, fucking herself there. Only then did she peer brazenly over  her shoulder. “Why not? You like to watch my ass open, don’t you, slave? You like to watch my ass take something inside it.”

“You are vicious!” he spat.

She, however, remained brazenly calm. “You will beg.”

Ralen watched, entranced, his body ready to  ignite. Damn it all, he wanted  loose from this bed.  He  wanted to be the one fucking her ass with that crop.  Him. He had to

have control. Had to have it. At all costs.

The ultimate pleasure-pain? It was  this â€”being pleasured and having hismasculinity dashed at the same time.

Only it wasn’t  real  pleasure, like he’d given her. It was not something he wanted tohate but didn’t. He  truly  hated it. Hated how excited he was. Hated how hungry hiscock remained. Hated  his inability to resist her while he was helpless.

Each slide of the crop into the tiny opening of her ass was a torture to him.  He  hadto give her that pleasure!  Him and  him alone!  Why was she doing this to him?

He enjoyed a small measure of  relief when  she finally let the crop fall to the stonefloor next to the bed, but then she straddled his hips once more—and to his utter amazement, she leaned back, reached down, and slowly began to glide his cock into her

ass. He groaned, both from the sensation and the  sight of her lowering her anal passage over him, taking inch after inch of his rod  inside herself there. He couldn’t fathom her ability to  do this without his  help, and  he  also couldn’t prevent his moans of deep  pleasure from leaking out. It was too much. Too much.

And then she moved on him—leaned her  weight back on her arms behind her and lifted herself up and down, slowly fucking  him with her tight little ass, pushing himcloser and closer to explosion, until finally  she said, her voice wrenched with intensity,  â€śBeg me. Beg me or I will stop right now.”

He couldn’t  let her stop. He couldn’t bear it. He could barely breathe under theweight of his excitement. The words came  in a slow, painful whisper. “I’m begging you…mistress.” He hated himself for his weakness.

But she clearly couldn’t see that. Or she didn’t care. Clearly, all that mattered to her was winning. “Tell me you’re my slave.”

He let out a breath. Pleasure had never been more agonizing. “I’m…your…slave.”

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The light of satisfaction beamed in her eyes as she reached down to begin stroking herself, whirling her longest finger in a circle  over her grandly swollen clit. As she eased her ass up  and down, the movements grew  slightly rougher and he pushed back, fucking her tightest opening, watching her  arousal heighten, watching her finger move faster and faster over that beautiful knob of flesh at the top of her slit.

“Oh! Oh Ralen!” she cried out, and as she came, he exploded, driving up into her snug anal tunnel, finally able to release everything that  had built up so painfully insidehim. He growled his release with three gruff  thrusts, and for those few brief seconds, heaven was his.

Unfortunately, however, when he opened his eyes afterward, he was still tied to thebed, his wife’s helpless captive—and nothing was as it had been before.

He could scarcely believe it when she had  the audacity to smile as she climbed off him. And when she spoke, she sounded utterly joyful. “Now you know,” she said as merrily as if they’d just shared a fun, playful coupling. “Now you know a bit of what  Ifeel when I submit to  you.”

No, he didn’t know. Could  never  know. For her, submission was true joy. For

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