It had been a long hot shower. He finally emerged and reached for his towel. As he dried himself he carefully stretched his weary limbs. He was bone tired. He smiled at the thought.
After lathering his face, he stropped his open razor and began to absent mindedly shave, his thoughts drifting back to last night……..
Was it really only 12 hrs ago he had stepped out of the shower only to find her there waiting for him? He tried to figure what had surprised him most, her presence or the scene which met his emergence from the wet room. There she was waiting on her knees, naked, head bowed and arms outstretched holding a flogger and his wand. She had a habit of surprising him. His pretentious brat as he called her!
He reached down and took the wand from her before casting it aside. “Won’t be needed that” he whispered. A barely discernible look flashed over her face but since he knew how much ignoring her reactions frustrated her, he decided to do just that. If she wanted to play games then they were played by his rules.
He picked up the flogger from her hands. It wasn’t one of his. It was new, pristine. He smiled inwardly. She had bought him, well them both, a gift. It felt heavier than his usual ones but suited him perfectly, like it belonged there. He swished it through the air as he walked around her, watching her reactions. She never flinched. The only discernible reaction was a slight flicker of a smile on her full lips.
Bending down he placed his finger under her chin and raised her head. He looked into her eyes and kissed her softly. He grinned a smug grin as he felt her body momentarily soften.
“Assume the position” he said quietly. She rose to her feet and walked to the bed before laying herself across it, legs dangling over the edge. He watched closely, admiringly, as he always did many times before. It was a sight he never tired of. Her large breasts and womanly curves lying on his bed, her rounded perfect backside in the air. So pristine, so vulnerable. Like a blank canvass ready to be painted with some dark but magical image.
He waited again and watched her. He knew she would be getting impatient. So damn impatient! He stifled a laugh as she ever so subtly wiggled her ass. Yup, the anticipation was starting to get to her! She could wait just a little bit longer he thought to himself. It would do her good to learn patience.
After what seemed like an eternity, probably to both of them, he brought the flogger swiftly down on her buttocks, but with well practised skill checked the blow at the last minute. He was rewarded with a satisfying yelp of surprise from her. He brought the flogger down again, this time not checking it’s force. She groaned but remained impassive. He watched with his customary smugness at the first red marks left by the many tails appeared on her cheeks.
He licked his lips as he began to build a steady rhythm. Subtle moans escaping from her lips each time the tails kissed her buttocks. The tangled web of thin red lines stretched across that perfect backside growing redder and more vivid with every stroke. He admired the way she absorbed and revelled in each and every stroke. She was in her own little world of ecstasy and he was very pleased to take her there.
Her whole body was almost writhing now. At once he changed direction and swung the flogger gently underhand and straight between her parted thighs. His well practised aim was true and the tails glanced her swollen lips. Instantly she squealed and her body juddered violently. “Good girl” he growled through gritted teeth as he repeated the action over and over again. She was completely lost now. Her body convulsing, her legs now struggling to work.
He threw aside the flogger and pulled off his towel. There was a time for gently prolonged love making…….this however was not that time! They were both driven at this moment by primal lust. Grabbing a fistful of her long dark hair he yanked her head backwards and pushed himself deep inside her still orgasming pussy. She screamed again as he began fucking her. No soft tender moments, just hard and fast, exactly what they both craved more than anything at that moment. His teeth instinctively sinking into her shoulder as their pace increased. The sheer energy between their bodies had them both ready to explode. As her body shuddered to another intense violent orgasm, his body could hold no longer.
He collapsed on top of her. Both grinning inainly. He rolled off her and admired the vivid criss cross of marks on her ass. Reaching onto the bedside table he grabbed a tube of aloe vera and massaged her tender derrière. They were gonna both be sore in the morning! Damn but she was a pretentious brat……..
“Fuck”!!! he yelled, suddenly coming back to reality with a blood soaked bump as his razor nicked his cheek.