Housemates - 3/3 Side B

It was a great couple of days, we had spent most if it in bed getting to know each other our bodies becoming entwined so often each curve and crease becoming a well known path my hands travelled. 

The time seemed to move extremely quickly and before we knew it the others were back, we started staying in our own rooms passing each other in the hall smiling the occasional small talk but not much more. 

More time passed and a long weekend rolled around.

 I wanted to initiate something, had made it as far as his bedroom door ready to knock or just walk in bit lost my courage before I got that far. 

S.J and Soloman both had plans that would keep them away from the house for the weekend my plans consisted of spending the weekend in bed and watching tv.

I lay there trying to get back to sleep and ignoring the bangs and crashes coming from them getting ready to leave, it was no use and after deciding coffee was the better option dragged myself out of bed and towards the kitchen running into SJ en-route "sooo" she grinned at me in that way before looking pointedly up the stairs to Jacks door smirking as she had done several times since we had spoken over a few drinks "Got any plans for the weekend?" The fact that while I was laying in bed I was thinking of Jack as my hand traveled across my body touching places he had touched makes me blush as I push past her  to the kitchen.

SJ tells me she has some left over food before making a point of going and knocking loudly on Jacks door ensuring him and probably the rest of the street are awake to tell him the same turning around and grinning like she has achieved something great and making her way out of the door. 

 I sat in the now quiet of of the house enjoying my coffee before heading to the bathroom, after standing in the shower until the water starts running cold building up the courage to go and knock on Jacks door and talking myself back out of it again I get dried and dressed walking past my own door down the hall i stand outside my hand half raised willing him to just open the door at this point once again my courage fails me as I head back to my room, pushing the door to I go to my drawers and find my favirote toy laying back on the bed I remove my shorts and underwear which are already slightly wet, my legs spread, i'm sure I hear the floorboards creek outside my door as I push the head of the toy into me the moan that escapes my lips as my back arches off the bed loud in the quiet room,  but I don't care now its to late to be worrying about that i've needed this since I woke up. I hear the bathroom door creek open and close it puts me off for a moment I walk to my door pushing it open and hear the taps running in the bathroom I know its Jack and i'm pretty sure he was watching me, fine I say to myself if you want a show... I leave the door open wider remove my t-shirt leaving it discarded on the floor with the rest of my clothes and lay back down on the bed this time I don't attempt to hold back squirming and moaning out loud as I bring myself closer to the edge I have been nearing all morning each movment pushing a little deeper I hear the door open and know he was watching me the thought of Jack hard inside me as I finally fall off the edge my orgasam soaking my thighs running down me to pool on the sheets. 

I lay there listening to Jack descending the stairs eventually moving off the bed pulling my clothes on to join him.

I find Jack standing in the kitchen unable to quite look me in the face as I ask if the coffee is for me, my eyes scan his body noticing the obvious bulge in his trousers I cant help but smirk he catches me and attempts to distract me asking if i want toast. "Sure, can you bring it up please?" I ask as I get to the door I turn and tell him im going for a bath dissapearing upstairs before I hear his reply. 

I lay back in my bath listening to Jack ascending the stairs the bathroom door wide open I call out asking him to bring my tea to the bathroom and grab my phone from my bed. 

 He comes in placing the tea down silently, his eyes traveling across my bubble covered body pausing momantarily on the bits of exposed skin, then he turns to leave. 

"You're leaving?" slightly suprised he hasn't taken the hint by now as he turns around to face me I look him in the eyes "I guess you're not interested in part two then?" 

He breaks out into a grin stepping towards the bath grabbing a handful of  my hair leans in for a kiss, as our lips meet my hand finds the parting in his robe and his already semi hard length waiting for me.

 His other hand reaching into the bath finding ots way between my legs as our mouths part and I pull him closer guiding his now hard length that gravelley moan as he first enters his hands now both finding their way to my hair holding on but letting me build my own pace at first adjusting to him in my mouth and then taking control building my rhythm for me, he doesnt resit as I pull back away standing in the bath pulling his robe off his shoulders, it lands on the floor and his boxers and tshirt soon follow, not a word is said between us as he joins me in the bath, when I kiss his lips my fingers trailing across his skin or as I turn around hands planted on the wall pushing my ass against his erection. 

 The slap on my wet soapy skin echoes loudly in the tiled room as my ass begins to sting his fingers find their way between my spread legs finding me wet and waiting as they tease along that sweet spot before his errection takes their place rubbing along me teasing me as he grabs my hips firmly fingers digging in to my skin, getting into the perfect position before his now wet length enters me, making us both moan in contentment as it does. 

Our movments slow and cautious aware that maybe a bath full of water was not the best choice but soon we build a rythem that has us both moaning and gasping in pleasure, the sound of water and wet  skin meeting echoing around the bathroom mixing with with our moans.

 His hands push into my back moving me to my knees adjusting his body with mine our pace picking up, with every movement water cascading down the side of the bath as i push back to meet each of his deep hard thrusts.

 His pace becoming more urgent each thrust making our bodies rock, each of us lost in the climax that is building between us pulling closer to the edge, holding us there just enough until I tip as his hands grip me tightly holding my waist holding me up, I lose control with a loud moan of pleasure my body tenses tightening around him as my stomach knots and each movement feels like tiny volts of electric  looking for release as my legs start to give way under me as I let go and I feel the heat and release, not lile earlier on the bed this is more primal  something deeper with Jack buried deep inside me,  this  seems to spur him on more, holding me up as he continues through my orgasam.

 Eventually I gather enough energy to push him away and straighten up as he steps out of the bath we survey the mess pretty much all of the water has escaped the bath and soaked the floor Jack grabs his already wet robe attempting to mop up the mess as I grab the towel and start to dry off, my eyes travel his naked body seeing him still hard and wanting  I drop my towel and lead him to my room, pushing him down onto the bed he sits half propped on his elbows looking down at me as I drop to my knees on the floor in front of him kissing his stomach, just a few times is enough to get him fully hard again, my tongue travels once the length of his errection hand wrapping gently around him as i guide him into my mouth, my tongue circling across the tip tasting myself on him my pleasure mixed with his before slowly and teasingly taking more and more of him into my waiting mouth, my fingers wrapped around the base of his straining cock,  moving slowly up to meet my mouth and then back down to make more room. 

His hand finding my head trying to take take control but I move out of his way pulling back and grinning at him, not this time we will do things at my pace and I want him to be on the edge I want him to enjoy this and to drive him mad, when he reaches that place I want to taste every last bit, his hand drops to his side, head tips back and a groan of pleasure leaves him as my mouth wraps around him again at the same time the sound of a cough makes us turn look at the open door to see SJ standing in there watching us both...

Housemates - 2/3 Side B

His hands ease off my hips but the skin still tingles where his fingers were dug into me holding me in place, I lay there for a moment eyes closed, breathing heavy I can feel Jack moving at the end of the bed. 

I catch my breath, when the spasams stop running through my body sit up and release my arms from the post.

I turn and face him his mouth wet covered in me, he leans in kissing me deeply letting me taste myself on him.

He pulls away looking at me for a moment before he  unties my hands, his movments urgent now pulling off my blouse and bra disgarding them on the floor, his pants follow not far behind. 

I look up at him as the feeling comes back to my wrists; he stands over the bed  looking down on me, as I stand he turns me around I feel the tie from his robe back on my wrists binding tightly, his body pressed against mine before he takes a step back pulling me with him. 

I feel him moving around behind me,  his eyes feel like they are burning into my skin and he starts circling me keeping just out of my reach, occasionally adjusting me a light slap making me stand straighter, tilting my head, his foot between my legs knocking them apart. 

He steps in a little closer but still just out of reach. 

The back of his hand runs gently down my face as I stand there waiting breathing shallow,body tense. 

His hand travels down my neck over my chest brushing over my nipple sending a jolt through me, imediatly stiffening under his touch, running down to my stomach, holding there before flipping over palm down feeling warm against me before finishing its journey downward  dipping between my parted legs making me gasp, my body instinctivly wanting to step away where I am still so sensetive, his fingers running along me making my legs weak, before entering me.

 His other hand travels up my body, squeezing at my behind before continuing to trail upwards to the back of my neck where he stops hand held lightly there whilst his fingers continue to play and tease me  he goes to kiss my neck bringing me back around as I instinctivly try to move away, bringing me back around making me aware of him watching me, enjoying seeing me squorm under his hands.  

After what seems like an age he moves his hand still on the back of my neck but his fingers from between my legs I gasp and whimper out of frustration look around watching him, waiting I need to feel him in me so much, he moves in right behind me I can feel him hard pressed against my back my hands still tied trying to reach and touch him, leaning back slightly my hips move a slow circle rubbing against him. 

He points at the bed, his mouth clise to my ear "on your knees"  he growls. 

 I don't hesitate lowering myself down onto the bed head down turned to the side a perfect view in the mirror, my back arched high arms still tied behind me I wait,watching him as he moves behind me, pressed against me his hands again finding there way to my hips, fingers digging in before he slowly enters me making us both gasp, he holds for a moment and I can't help but admire him in the mirrors reflection, my pale skin against him, his body perfect pressed against mine as he kneels burried deep in me. 

He starts moving then slowly and teasingly at first each stroke driving me mad seemingly taking forever, his hands start to travel up my body which responds in all the right ways, his touch feels lile a thousand tiny pin pricks across my skin and is far from unpleasent. 

I watch as he stops moving, still inside me his hand stops its exploration moving back and raising, I extinctivly know whats about to happen and my body tenses waiting  as his hand comes down on my ass but the pre warning does not stop the gasp escaping my lips, or the perfect glowing red hand print appearing on my skin. 

I see a cheeky smirk appear on his face as he watches my reaction in the mirror and can't help failing at hiding the smile that appears on my own. 

The next slap is loud in the room as skin meets skin and harder than the last, the strength of it making the other cheek burn knowing it will hurt later, making me cry out and my body try to move away, it is only forgotten as he thrusts deep in me making me moan in pleasure. 

He quickly seems to establish a pattern alternating between strikes and thrusts and it feels amazing each thrust like a balm fir the previous strike making me firget about the stinging on my niw very red behind, but I cannot help but giggle too, and as it escapes my lips I see his eyebrows raise.

He stops for a second hand reachi g instead for the ties that are binding my wrists, pulling me up and backwards making me grit my teeth and cry out cursing under my breath.

Not at all put off holding me there, with one hand he begins to quicken hos pace, pushing deeper and harder into me, I can see tbe look on his face the determination in his eyes his hand occasionally coming down on my all ready stinging ass, no time now to play games as my body jolts.under his hand, each thrust feeling deeper and harder than the last, I feel every inch of him as he drills into me the sound of heavy breathing, mixed with skin meeting skin seems to spur him on faster and harder and I feel myself tensing around him. 

I don't want him to stop I want to feel him in me in everyway.

He slows a little after a while, easing his grip on the ties but there is no way that is going to happen, I pull my hands away from him and begin to meet each of his movements pushing back into him, a rocking motion that soon builds into a pattern and I don't ease up he is practically doubled over me his body pressed against mine I can feel the heat from his skin hear every breath lous in my ear as I continue to grind myself onto him, meeting each movment of his so he pushes all the way in, he feels so good inside of me I need this to continue now I want him like this and I know he wants it too. 

 After a moment he seems to regain himself, once again taking control, holding onto my arms he pushes into me harder than before making me cry out, the next thrust just as hard as the last again building up a pattern this time he doesn't ease, the noise in the room reaching a pitch of moans and heavy breathing seem to make him go harder still. 

Not much more than a yes escapes my lips though i want to beg him not to stop i can't get it out I feel his pace quicken, become more urgent he seems to loose himself letting go of my arms and instead pushing me down on the bed holding me there I feel him grow harder inside me moments before he tips over the edge hardly slowing i tighten around him as he starts the final run and releases in me filling me with wave after wave of his hot cum fingers digging into me seem to be the only thing holding him up, until his final release a gutteral groan escaping his lips before he finally stops moving and he colapses, still inside me breathing heavy loud in my ear,  body pressed against mine. 

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Housemates - 1/3 Side B

I get through the door just about stupid lock is always playing up, hear Jack call my name from the sitting room as I struggle to get my boots off, stupid weather I'm soaked through and tired I was'nt expecting anyone to be home it's a long weekend shouldn't he be out with friends or something?
I walk through trailing a puddle of rain water with me to find him laying there in nothing but a bathrobe damn him, I feel the blush creeping up my face.
 'What Jack?' I ask sounding way more abrupt than I mean to.
"Is it raining?" He asks i'm not sure if he thinks his funny as I stand there soaking wet or if he is genuinely trying to make conversation but either way I am cold and in no mood for dumb games and the look on my faces portrays it as I turn without answering and walk off.
 I make it to my room leaving a pile of soggy clothes at the door and pulling on a blouse thats to hand and a pair of leggings wondering what his issue is.
The best part of 2 years we have been living together all he ever talks about is house related business and now his a comedian?!

I go to the kitchen looking for something to eat "Are you ok?" he shouts still in the sitting room.
I stop about to answer I should probably apolagise prehaps explain that it was just a bad day in the office, before catching myself he doesn't care if my colleagues are the most annoying people in the world or the fact my boss is an idiot, I get lost in thoughts of my day for a moment before closing the cupboard door i've no appetite right now.
  I walk through to the living room with the intention of apolagising but he doesn't even look around - fine if thats how you want to be keep your attitude!
 I wait a second longer before turning and heading back to my room.
 Jack is usually pretty nice but today clearly not, I find myself lost in thought again this time of him his just over 6ft I always feel tiny when standing near him, his pretty hot not that I would ever tell him that, I caught him once coming out of the bathroom in not a lot and couldn't help but stare... jeez what is wrong with me?!
I sit down on my bed book in hand but my mind starts back again to thoughts of him on the sofa in just his robe my book disguarded as my fingers gently slip down my stomach passed my top, my trousers disgarded on the floor...
Then the door knocks bringing me around, I pull my clothes straight giving myself a minute to get composed pulling my top down to cover me I open the door slightly Jack is standing there with a plate of toast and a coffee I imediatley become concious of how long he may have been standing there before knocking and just want him to go.
 "What?!" I ask again feeling defensive and mentally kicking myself for my attitude
 "I brought you these." he replies handing me the plate and cup i manage a "thanks", before closing the door.
 I hear him sigh from the other side of the door "Do you want to talk about it?"  he asks, I open the door again just wanting him to go away hasn't he got better things to be doing?
The conversation quickly descends as I tell him in no uncertain terms I don't have the energy for his games and find him arguing back getting more wound up as it continues, i'm just about to tell him to go away when i catch him staring at my legs the cheek I slam the door on him leaving him standing there, what an idiot I fume but my mind wonders was he really checking me out?
I'm just about to sit down and he walks right in
 "What are you doing?!" I ask  pointing at the door. "I just wanted to apologise," he says standing in the doorway. "What gives you the right to come into my  room?" I ask as I start to push him back out at first he moves back a step but then roots himself to the floor
"Look! You're not the only person to have the occasional bad day, I wanted to do was check on you and make sure you ok!  Excuse me for trying to do something nice!". He says.
 "Yeah, well, there's no need, I can take care of myself!".
"I was just...!" I he struggles to find his words.
My face is inches away from his now I can feel the heat from his body, smell his aftershave my hands are pressed against his chest ready to push him out again when he leans in and kisses me I am so shocked I slap him my hand catching his cheek, he takes a step back looks at me and turns to leave as I stand there rooted to the spot white noise buzzing in my ears staring at his back wondering what the hell just happened?
He turns around as he reaches the door, his face calm I can almost see a decision being made in his expression his eyes fixed on me as he walks back towards me, I try to take a step backwards but my back is to the wall, I don't want another fight and I can feel my stomach knotting,  but this time he grabs my arms I can feel his fingers squeezing me, I struggle against his grip about to protest when he kisses me again his body pushed against mine, my back to the wall, his hands still with a grip on my arms, I struggle at first confused, but my body is responding to him and I want him now I like the feel of his hands on me, his mouth on mine, he stops his grip loosens my mouth stings in the cool of the room from where his lips were moments ago, I look up at him his eyes fixed on me daring me to say something, this time my slap is not half as hard as before but the fire lights in his eyes and an expression sets on his face a determination and hunger that shocks and slightly scares me, his hand this time on my throat squeezing just enough making my pulse race as he kisses me again, my mind racing also.
 I feel so small with him pushed against me he is a big guy, I know I could end this if I want though when he steps away I slap him again a smirk on my face he lets go of my throat but pushes me onto the bed standing over me, his eyes running across my body exposed from where I have landed on the bed top bunched ip exposing my underwear what I can only describe as a hunger in his eyes which boths scares and excites me, at first we struggle I push against him try to sit up but his hands are on me and I make no real attempt to move away.
He stands over the bed his frame seemingly engulfing everything around him so my eyes are fixed soley on him as I lay there slightly breathless from the struggle, he pulls me then towards him, grabbing my legs, his hands run along them until he reaches my panties, lingering a moment before pulling them off in one motion, my legs snapping shut hiding the wetness growing between my legs.
He climbs on the bed pulling me closer ignoring my struggles as though they are nothing before bending me over his knees, pinning me down with his arm across my back he raises my blouse exposing me, before his hand comes down striking my ass the sound loud in the room as skin meets skin, my gasp drowned by the next strike making me jolt and squirm on him, his hands squeezing each cheek almost feels soothing making me moan in pleasure, but it only lasts a moment before his hand raises striking me again and again the heat growing with each strike,  i feel the skin begining to sting and burn, he doesn't let up each strike making me gasp, legs kick and body tense until I know my behind is glowing red my eyes watering from the sting but the heat growing between my legs. After what seems like an age he lifts his arm that is holding me in place I move from over his legs standing, not saying a word rubbing my now sore behind watching him as he looks me up and down. He stands, walking toward me he stops.
Standing there in front of him his gaze fixed on me, making me look down to hide the blush spreading on my face, I can feel my heart beating hard as he undoes his robe allowing it to fall to the floor the belt still in hand.
 He takes my left wrist as I offer my right and begins tying the belt of his robe around them, wrapping it around tightly twice, before pulling on the end making me wince as the material cuts slightly into my skin. His fingers tracing gently up my arm before pointing at the head of the bed, I slip my tied  hands over the post arms stretched upwards i lay there on my back watching his eyes travel my body a hunger and fire in them that is as frightening as it it is a turn on to see, knowing that now whatever happens I will have little control over and my body is his to do as he pleases.
His hands on my legs he pulls me towards him, my arms still hooked on the post, pulling my legs apart and kneeling between them so I cannot close them I know hecan see my wetness betraying me showing him how much I am wanting more, he pulls my blouse open as it falls limply at my sides revealing my bra, his eyes travel down my body again lingering a moment between my legs  before traveling back up fixing onto my own eyes,  instinctivley I want to cover myself I feel so exposed but I have no way of moving and feel the heat again spreading up across my face bit his gaze does not break.  Instead his hand comes down firmly on my hip holding me down, as I look back at him I feel his fingers run along my wetness rubbing, teasing making my body tense and pull against the tie, a whimper lost in my throat as they move up to my clit his eyes still fixed on my face, the first touch feels like a bolt of electric running through me making me gasp out loud and squirm under his other  hand which holds me in place, a smirk appearing on his lips as he continues small, gentle, teasing movments making me whimper in pleasure my eyes closing chest rising and falling exposed from my torn blouse, biting down on my lip.
His lips on my stomach now both hands holding me down as his mouth travels on a journey down my body around to my hips to my still spread legs kissing each thigh so close I am sure he can feel the heat from me, making me struggle against him a moan escaping my lips again as his tongue touches me tasting me, his mouth on me circling my now throbbing button, teasing me, mking me gasp, before moving downwards, holding there before tasting me making me squirm under him, his grip tightening as his tongue explores me.
His hands moving down to my legs holding them in place head not moving as he pushes in to me,  my body writhing under his grip and the tie on my wrists his mouth teases and explores the space between my legs, bringing me close to the edge before stopping just long enough to bring me back down then starting again, the only sounds in the room are my moans of pleasure and frustration, they sound so loud, and seem to only encourage him more, like he is enjoying teasing me...
 My body tensing again under him so close to the edge once again this time though he does not slow his mouth continues to work me hands so strong still holding me down, tongue moving back up circling my clit making me writhe under him I want to beg him not to stop I need this now but all that escapes my lips is a series of moans and gasps my back arching off the bed seems to spur him on more as I feel myself pushing over the edge loosing control what feels like a million small jolts.of electric running across my skin, my body tensing all over as his tounge runs across me, the feeling of butterflys working its way through me, my hands desprate to be freed tugging on the rope that cuts into my wrist, nothing but deep moans escaping my lips with incoherant words the whote noise loud in my ears he speeds up his mouth working hard and almost frantically my eyes close as I finally loose control tipping over the edge, I feel some of my juices escaping running down me but his mouth is there and shows no sign of stopping or slowing  but continues through my orgasam a small mmm of satisfaction escaping his mouth, not allowing me time to come down just building off of it bringing me straight back up my legs trembling as he starts again.

Candy Cane Part One Side B.

I sat there waiting for him to come home staring at the tv but not really taking in what was going on.
I knew he would be mad about the car - not so much the damage but that I wasn't wearing my glasses.
 
The scent of the food is filling the house but my stomach is in tight knots thinking things through my mind else where, my hands flattening the new skirt I brought in town.
I didn't hear him come in until the front door slammed shut .
Quickly pressing the remote I moved to the floor my legs slightly parted kneeling, making the skirt raise higher up my thighs I reach out adjusting the position of the switch slightly, just seeing it there sets my mind racing my stomach in knots again the heat between my thighs making my mind spin.
Bowing my head I am glad as my hair falls forward covering the blush I can feel rising in my cheeks my hands move to my lap as he walks in the room.
The moments silence seems to last forever as he takes in the scene my blouse pressing against my bare breasts I try to control my breathing biting my lip head still bowed I wait for him to speak.
What happened he asks his tone somewhat sterner than I expected makes me look up enough to see him staring down at me, his stature seemingly dominating the room.
  I try to explain beginning to feel a little like the silly schoolgirl I am dressed like my hands pulling on the end of the skirt I catch myself fidgeting as he stands listening, my voice trailing off as he asks if I was wearing my glasses into a whispered no sure he already knows this.
He steps towards me I still don't look up as he asks if I'm hurt I barely mutter a reply of no feeling so stupid now, why did I think this would be a good idea? We had spoken about it before but what was I thinking and why was I so turned on, the heat and wetness between my legs is obvious and I can't take my eyes off the switch.
A half muttered apology is all I manage,
he stands there silent again for what feels like a lifetime his breathing the only sound in the room.
I stand up slowly reach out to touch him my hand hesitates as he steps away making me look up at last not quite meeting his eyes but I can feel them staring at me making me blush again.
Unsure now I bend to pick up the cane my skirt rising cursing myself for not wearing any panties, as I hear a small intake of breath from him.
He must be able to see the wetness between my legs I'm sure if he were closer feel the heat.
I straighten turn arms outstretched a slight tremor in my arms offering him the cane.
Eyebrow raised he continues to stare 'What's this?' He enquires as much as I feel ridiculous having to answer the sound of his voice alone is making me blush again, my voice as I reply hardly disguising my need.
  He takes the switch from my hand and I move without direction to the settee lifting my skirt just high enough as I bend over the arm revealing my bare skin my hands moving to the cushion gripping it I turn and look see the  hesitation in his eyes  the swing of his hand with the cane cutting through the air making me suck in my breath body tensing, the atmosphere in the room heavy with anticipation.
  His hand touching me lifting my skirt sends a small shiver all the way down my spine a small moan escaping from my mouth, his words making me laugh nervously.
  The first touch I'm not expecting it lands a small sound but seems to fill the room. 
I feel the slight sting as it lands the small heat spreading not realising I had been so tense waiting I feel myself relax my shoulders drop twice more quite quickly he strikes and I feel the initial sting   where it lands the heat afterwards spreading.
I feel him hesitate a moment hand still holding my skirt up, the cool air against my reddening skin soothing it.
My head raising I turn and catch the steely glint appear his eyes feel his hand already holding my raised skirt pressuring down on my back so I'm unable to move his grip tightens on the end of the cane I turn my head as it cuts through the air this time it strikes harder than before I knew it was coming and exhale a long breath the sting and burning from the strike making me bite my lip hard I try to wiggle free but his hand is firmly placed on my back holding me still, the next few in quick succession the whistling of the cane cutting through muffled as the sting increases the white noise everything becomes fuzzy and as the strength of each strike increases the only thing I am aware of is the wetness between my legs the need for more.
He strikes again, this time a moan of pleasure escaping my mouth, and again harder still, I know I must be red raw by now, I can feel where each strike has landed picture the stripes standing out livid across my pale skin.
What seems like forever he continues going across previous spots I cannot help but after a while each strike making me cry out in equal parts pleasure and pain the tears rolling down my face hot and sweaty hardly able to catch my breath soaking the cushion my face is buried in muffling my sobs, my legs shaking feel like jelly under me, his hand I'm sure is the only thing holding me up.
He stops as suddenly as he started, pulling me up my skirt falling against my stinging skin his arms around me feel so good wiping my face as best I can I see the concern in his face but that is not what I need now,  before he has a chance to think on it I pull his tie loose holding it in my hands wrists close together looking up into his face my eyes pleading with him what I cannot put into words, he hesitates only for a second before  taking it from me bounding my wrists tightly without saying another word I move back over the arm of the settee.
The next strike comes quickly as hard as the last the shock making me curse out loud a few more strikes and the tears start again  harder now each one seems to hurt more than before.
I hear the clatter of something hit the floor then another strike this time though his hand skin against skin the pain no less on my already sore butt  but still makes me jump, his hand stays against me a moment before moving a finger running softly pushing between my thighs into me in one movement, my body betraying me making me gasp in pleasure my wrists pulling at the tie, trying to stand a little embarrassed at how turned on i am,
his voice clear and stern chastising me his hand in the small of my back holding me down on the arm of the settee.
A few more strikes his skin meeting mine each one loud in the room making me moan and cry out.
His movement changes behind me, hand still on my back holding me down but the spanking has stopped.
I can almost feel him touching me, I know he has moved,  then slowly just the tip at first pushing in, entering me, taking his time I make a half hearted protest until he's buried deep inside me adjusting to his size as his rhythm builds, my protests turning to gasps and moans of pleasure, the tie loosening around my wrists as I go to move my hands I feel his full weight on top of me pinning me down  his one hand grabbing both of my wrists holding them, his shallow breathing in my ear my teeth sinking into his arm biting down fingers digging into the cushion as he looses himself thrusting harder still into me.
My blouse straining tight against my chest as it gets caught between us wriggling and squirming under him feeling it open up at the chest
My head now buried in the cushions I feel my own needs taking over my  moans of pleasure with no attempt to hide them now sound distant, the white noise taking over everything becoming fuzzy as I feel myself moving closer to the edge, his change in power each thrust made with purpose tells me he knows how close i am keeping me hanging there, as what feels like hundreds of small jolts of electricity run through me across my body making me tense and cry out tighten around him the heat of his body pressed on mine the sting of my sore skin the cane marks burning from where he is leant against me I feel him swelling in my tight wetness closer himself now pushing me over the edge my whole body taut his pace not changing as I squirm under his weight trying to push up to meet his thrusts the need to have him in me completely taking over my stomach tightening my breath catching the waves of my climax crashing like a storm around me his grip on my wrists tighter his urgency and need now taking him over deep hard loosing its rhythm until he holds inside me buried deep breathing heavy a deep moan the tension leaving him as he collapses a dead weight on me before we fall to the floor laying there silent in our own thoughts, I turn cuddling into him as we catch our breath everything starting to ache now in the most beautiful way.
I stand adjusting my clothes the best i can smiling down as he lays there.
"Hungry?" I ask before heading towards the kitchen.