This was the perfect partnership. He neededthe control to be happy and I needed to be able to give it to him.
I was unsteady enough that when he sat downand pulled me over his legs, I was grateful I could stop fighting. His firm lapand the soft cushions that were still on the couch were enough to let me feelsafe and protected as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me tight tohis body.
Master let my head rest on the couch as hestroked my ass, and as his warm hand smoothed over me, it felt like I wassinking into him. When Master caressed over my slicked hole, he made a pleasedsound that sent a shiver through me.
“Very nice, a good slave is always slickfor his Master.” He circled my needy opening, making me shiver and arch intohis touch.
Master’s hand moved from me, and for a longfrantic moment, I thought I’d been naughty. Panic raced through me at thethought that my greedy behavior had lost me my spanking. But when somethingcool stroked along my ass, relief rushed over me.
It wasn’t until the slender, rigid shapestarted pressing at my hole that I realized what my reward was. A plug.
Desperate sounds poured out of me as heteased my opening and started slowly filling me. Master’s dark chuckle sentmore shivers through me as the toy stretched me. It was just big enough to makeme want more. As my muscles tightened around the tapered base, I whined andpressed my face into the couch.
Master loved my insanity.
He stroked over the base, nudging it enoughthat fireworks shot through me. “Is that how you thank Master for yourpresent?”
Shit.
Words weren’t any easier that time around.“I…you…” I forced myself to take a deep breath. “Thank you, Master.”
He gave the maddening toy a pat that leftme gasping for breath. “That’s my good slave.”
As he started kneading my ass, teasing thetoy and making me ache, it was like he was branding me with his touch. I couldfeel his ownership in every stroke and caress. As his hand came down for thefirst time, the pain and pleasure mixed, flooding me with the knowledge thatevery part of me belonged to him.
It was what I’d always wanted.
Master held me tight, cradling me to him ashe continued the slow, steady rhythm. Staying still was impossible as thedesire inside me built. Even with the restraint around my cock, I was so closeI could feel my orgasm pushing at me.
I tried to hold it back, but as the heatbuilt and the painful pleasure radiated through me, I started to shake andfound myself rubbing my dick against his lap as I arched up for more. Everyfantasy I’d always had involved spankings in some way; knowing the reality wasjust as good as I’d hoped made it all even better.
“I…Master…” I was too close. He had tostop, or I’d come.
Finding the word was harder than I’dthought it would be. Who the fuck forgot a color?
Found it.
But before I could force “Yellow” out of mymouth or find enough brain cells to explain it in words, Master jumped in.“You’ve been so good. I’m going to give you a special reward. You may comewhenever you want.”
That didn’t seem to mean he was going totake off that damned cock ring, though.
But when his hand came down directly overthe plug, sending it straight into my prostate, I found out that the restraintwas not a problem. I screamed out my pleasure as his hand came down a secondtime and lightning shot through me as I exploded.
Waves of pleasure flooded up my spine as itjust kept going. I could feel some cum escaping, but it was nothing like aregular orgasm. It was insane but incredible at the same time. Even through thepleasure, there was no forgetting that he owned me.
As I started to come down from thesensations flooding through me, the spanking stopped and he started slowlystroking over my ass, caressing and gently nudging the plug to keep the desiregoing. I was utterly spent when he finally let my orgasm fade. Everything feltjust out of whack, like I didn’t fit into my own skin anymore because all theemotion and desire had just been too much.
But Master was there, stroking me andholding me tight. As long as Silas was there, I knew I had nothing to fear andI let it all go, sinking into the hazy pleasure that had been trying to swallowme since he’d slid the collar around my neck.
Silas would keep me safe.
When reality came back to me, I was curledup against his chest with my shirt draped over me like a blanket. I nuzzledagainst him, loving the subtle scent radiating from him. Silas chuckled. “So,you’re back with me.”
I nodded lazily but wasn’t in any hurry tomove or do anything that might make me have to leave his arms. It was only whenSilas trailed his fingers over my leg, sending shivers through me, that Irealized the cock ring was gone and I was soft again.
Reaching up, I quickly felt my neck to makesure the other collar was still there. I wasn’t ready for it to be gone yet,even if I wasn’t sure why.
Silas made a low soothing sound. “Yourcollar is still there. It looks too perfect to take off.”
