“Color?” I called out, circling the bench while running my hand up and down her inner thigh.
“Green,” she breathed out in an airy tone.
My heart thundered in my chest as adrenaline rushed through my veins. My dick bricked behind my briefs as I watched her breathing pick up when my hand moved upward. She didn’t speak a word but changes in her breathing and the rise and fall of her chest told me all I needed to know.
I smirked when her leg jerked the moment my fingers met her pussy. I brushed over her soaked lower lips. Spreading her lips, I thumbed her clit. Her hands balled into fists. Seeing her body’s reaction caused the rush I often chased whenever I came to the club.
Club Scorpion was a BDSM club in New Haven. I attended a couple times a month when I needed a break from reality. It wasmembership-only and to be a member one needed to be brought in by a current member. The fees were high, but Scorpion offered privacy to explore kinks and fantasies however anyone may want to.
Tonight I wasn’t sure if I wanted to just play or take it further. Both of us wore red wristbands, which meant we were fully down to participate in activities tonight. Whenever I decided to play, I always reserved a playroom, not really a fan of playing in front of others. I didn’t consider myself a Dom, but I had played with the sub in front of me a few times. I didn’t know her name, never bothered to get it, but she was a fan of impact play. I enjoyed more of the bondage and sensual impact, but every once in a while, impact intrigued me. Sometimes, when I came here, I played with workers and didn’t penetrate since that wasn’t allowed with them.
She thrusted her hips up, attempting to get more, causing me to snatch my hand away. My mouth turned upside down and I slapped the top of her pussy, making her whimper.
“You’re being greedy.”
She inhaled sharply. “Sorry, Sir.”
Soothing the same area, I brushed my hand over the top of her mound and found her clit again, circling it while my middle and ring fingers thrust inside of her. Her body trembled under me and her pussy got wetter, but I wasn’t gonna let her cum yet. My thumb left her clit, but my fingers continued to skillfully move in and out of her.
I continued fucking her with my fingers, pausing every so often when I felt she was about to cum. Sweat beaded on her forehead. Her caramel skin flushed red. She tugged against the rope. Moans fell from her lips between needy breaths.
“Do you wanna cum?” I asked, watching her face. Having her at my mercy made my endorphins run wild through me.
Her head bobbed. Using my other hand, I slapped her pussy again.
“Use your words.” I popped her on the pussy again.
“Yes, Sir,” she cried as her body bucked upward.
My dick ached and my balls were heavy. Removing my hand from between her legs, I reached up and wiped her juices over her hardened nipples.
Walking over to the bowl on the table near the wall, I grabbed one of the condoms and moved back to the bench. I stood there silently, pushing my boxers down. I could tell not knowing where I was and what I had planned was causing her to grow antsy. She shifted on the bench, attempting to gain some kind of relief.
Lifting the condom to my mouth, I ripped it open with my teeth.
After securing it on my dick, I moved to the bottom of the bench where her feet were and began to untie her. Her ass was close to the end of the bench, giving me perfect leverage. The bench was the perfect height for me. Pushing the spreaders down, I lifted her by the thighs and placed them in the crooks of my arms.
Lining my dick up with her entrance, I pushed inside of her. She gasped and yanked her arms. My hips swung as I moved in and out of her. Reaching around, I grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Her pussy clung to my dick, juices drenching my trimmed pubic hair. The sounds of our skin slapping together boomed through the room along with her moans. I bit down on my back teeth and glanced down to where I was fucking her. Pushing her legs up further, I shifted my hips a bit and went deeper inside her.
She cried out.
“Permission to cum, Sir!” Her voice shook as she begged.
“No!” I growled, moving quicker.
She had nowhere to go and was forced to take everything I gave her.
I squeezed her nipple and twisted it. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip.
“Sir—”
“Cum!” I demanded, cutting her off.
As soon as the word came out of my mouth, her body trembled under me. It only took a couple more strokes before I was following suit, releasing into the condom.
Sweat dripped from my forehead as I panted with my head lowered.
After a couple seconds I pulled out of her and allowed her legs to drop as I watched her juices continue seeping out of her.
