Teasing

He’s got her hands tied to the top of the bed. There are pillows under her tummy, lifting up her bottom. He starts to spank her; first with his hand, then when his hand begins to sting he uses his belt. The harder he hits her, the harder his cock gets. He pauses and keels beside her on the bed.

‘Look,’ he says.

She turns her head and sees the outline of his cock pressing tight against his trousers. He resumes the spanking, then pauses again. This time he unzips, takes it out. She stares at it. He pushes it forward so that it’s an inch from her nose. He pulls back the foreskin.

‘Smell it,’ he says.

She sniffs delicately, catching the acrid male smell of it in her nostrils. Her cunt clenches.

He leaves his cock exposed and resumes the spanking. At the next pause he brushes the tip of his cock lightly against her lips. Instinctively she opens her mouth to take him in.

‘No,’ he says. ‘Not yet.’

He uses the heavy leather tawse on her. It’s a good job she’s tied, because otherwise she wouldn’t trust herself not to try and protect herself against the insistent, stinging lashes. It hurts and she gasps as she wriggles a little, but her bonds are secure. She visualises his cock still exposed, standing out rigid as the tawse slaps against her bottom. He pauses and strokes her, squeezing, feeling the warmth.

He kneels beside her again. ‘Open your mouth,’ he says.

He pushes the tip of his cock into her mouth, just an inch. ‘Don’t suck,’ he says.

She has a terrible urge to wrap her lips around it, to feed on it. He touches it against the side of her mouth, rubs it against her tongue. Then he lays the shaft lengthways across her lips.

‘I’ll let you suck it all you want if you take the cane first,’ he says.

She fears the cane. It cuts, it bites. It hurts like fuck.

‘How many?’ she mumbles, the cock against her lips.

‘I won’t bargain with you,’ he says. ‘As many as I please.’

She hesitates. She feels the heavy cock against her mouth. She’s never been so hungry for it. She nods; whatever it takes. He picks up the cane, taps it lightly against her red, inflamed bottom. She braces herself, takes a deep breath.