Chapter 25: Chapter 25

WREN

At four, Lance wants us to clock out and get ready for whatever he has planned this evening. I have to admit, I have stomach flutters in anticipation. I head upstairs to shower and get ready.

When I open the door, I’m surprised by two rather large, red boxes with black ribbon on my bed and rose petals scattered everywhere.

The first box contains seven sets of bras and panties similar to the ones I bought last week. They’re in all different styles and colors.

The card says, ~“Happy Birthday, Beautiful. Wear the red one tonight. -Lance.”~

The other box contains a bondage kit with a new set of restraints, a crop, and a remote-control vibrator. ~Oh wow, he has some interesting plans for us~. My insides squirm thinking about it.

I shower and make sure to shave and moisturize well. I look at all the beautiful lingerie sets he bought me.

The red one is super sexy with a red lace collar that fastens to the bra, but I find myself wanting to defy him. I get turned on thinking about how he may choose to punish me if I disobey him.

I pick up the emerald-green one and try it on. The panties are crotchless and sit high up on my hips. The bra is a deep V-neck and is quite comfortable considering it’s supposed to be sexy.

I slip a long, soft dress over the ensemble. Feeling the air between my legs excites me and I already feel myself heating up.

I put the rest of the items in a bag and walk down to Lance’s place with Puck. The door opens before I reach it. Lance is shirtless in jeans and a cowboy hat.

“Jesus, are you trying to make my panties drop on their own?”

Lance laughs. He grabs me and kisses me.

“Are you hungry?” he asks.

“Not particularly, why?”

Lance picks me up in his arms and starts carrying me upstairs.

“Good,” he says as he kisses me again.

He sets me on the bed and kneels in front of me to undo and slide each shoe off my feet.

I think about how many women would die to be in my position right now with this gorgeous man carefully removing my shoes on his knees before he makes me cum.

He gets up and slides my dress down my arms til it pools at my waist. His eyes fall on my lingerie.

“Beautiful,” he says. Then he leans close to me, his hands on my knees. “But how come you aren’t wearing the red one?”

His voice is low and dangerous, and it makes me shiver.

“I didn’t want to,” I say, looking up at him while biting my lip.

He grabs my chin. “Do you know what happens to bratty girls who don’t listen?”

I shake my head as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. He leans in closer, until his lips are on the shell of my ear.

“You’re going to find out.”

Lance stands up and looks down at me.

“I want you to feel safe. If at any time you want to stop or don’t want to do something, you can say ‘lemon’ and we’ll stop,” he says. I nod. He grabs my chin. “Speak.”

“Yes, sir,” I say, and I see his eyes glint with arousal. Pleasing him is such a turn on—and so is disobeying him.

He pulls me up to stand and lets my dress drop to the floor. He pulls me forward so I walk a few steps away from the bed.

Lance circles me a few times. My heart is still pounding, I have no idea what’s going to happen and I find it thrilling.

He picks the crop up and starts running it across my belly, up and down my legs, across my back, and eventually between my legs.

“At least these ones are crotchless. So, what should your punishment be?”

I quiver as he runs the crop between my legs again.

“I—I don’t know,” I say.

“Maybe you shouldn’t get to cum,” he says. “Or maybe you need a more painful lesson. Get on the bed on your hands and knees.”

I do as I’m told.

“So you ~can~ follow instructions.”

He places the blindfold on my head then whispers in my ear, “Stay in exactly this position until I get back.”

“Yes, sir,” I say.

Suddenly, he smacks my ass. Hard. I yelp. Then another smack on the other cheek. I can feel myself getting wet.

“I’ll be back,” he says.

I hear Lance’s footsteps go down the stairs. I desperately want to reach back and rub my ass, which is still stinging from Lance’s hand, but I decide against it.

Five minutes pass, then ten—at least I think it’s ten. I can’t see, so I can’t look at a clock. ~What is he doing down there?~

I’m already dying for a release, and I’m sure he’s going to make me wait even longer when he comes back.

Finally I hear his footsteps, and I’m practically panting with anticipation.

“Were you a good girl?”

“Yes,” I say quickly.

I hear some clinking and then the bed dips behind me. Suddenly, I feel ice being rubbed on my ass cheeks.

“You can see my handprints,” he says.

The ice soothes my sore skin.

“Now, for your punishment,” he says.

“What?! But I already—”

~Smack.~

Lance’s hand comes down on my cheek again. Without a doubt it hurts more this time from the previous smacks and the ice. He smacks my other side again.

I had no idea something that hurts this much could feel so good.

I feel Lance’s hands squeeze each cheek, which both hurts and soothes them. Then, without warning, he thrusts his very hard dick into me from behind.

I cry out and my arms give out so I’m face down in a pillow with my ass up. Lance starts thrusting into me slowly—painfully slowly. I want him to speed up, to get rough.

“I can feel how tightly your pussy is clenching. Do you want more?”

“Yes, sir,” I say.

He speeds up and grabs my hips so he can get more leverage. ~God, he feels so good inside of me.~

“Do you want to make me cum?” he asks.

“Yes, sir,” I say.

He pulls out of me and picks me up. He sets me on the floor, kneeling. I feel his feet in front of me.

“Open,” he says, and I open my mouth immediately.

He positions his dick at the entrance to my mouth and I start sucking. Lance begins moaning encouragement to me which turns me on even more. ~God, I love pleasing him.~

I can feel him getting close, so I quicken my pace. When I feel his dick start to pulse, I grab it with both hands and open wide, letting him cum on my tongue.

“Oh fuck yes, Wren,” he says. I swallow and smile up at him, still with my blindfold on.

He strokes my face and grabs my chin.

“Good girl,” he says.

He picks me up again and puts me on the bed. He takes my blindfold off.

He’s smiling at me, which makes me melt, but I’m worried that’s it. ~Is he really not going to let me cum?~ If that were the case, I’d never disobey him again.

He chuckles.

“Don’t worry, baby, I didn’t forget you,” he says as he plunges two fingers into my pussy.

“Ahhh!” I scream, and arch my back. He swirls his fingers around, hitting spots inside me that I didn’t know existed.

He starts kissing my stomach, then my inner thighs. I feel his warm breath on my pussy.

I look down just in time to see him lick me. Then he spreads me wide open and starts licking and sucking on my pussy.

I see him pull the skin back on my clit and stick his tongue right on the bundle of nerves. It isn’t long before I scream that I’m cumming.

After my legs stop shaking, Lance continues gently fingering my pussy, running his fingers over my slick skin. Before I know it, he starts again, licking and sucking my clit until my orgasm builds again.

The second one hits me harder than the first. I try to pull his head away but he keeps going. I’m practically convulsing and begging him to stop before he finally does.

He sits up, rubbing his hands over my still-shaking body.

He lies next to me. “How are you?”

“Amazing,” I say.

“Good. I’ll go put a pizza in before round two.”