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suddenly pinched both nipples. This time it was hard and the sting shocked her.
    "Ow, don't, that hurt."
    John looked directly at her and pinched them both again, this time even harder. “Stop!"
    His eyes widened and she understood. “I mean, red,” she said before he had the opportunity to pinch her again.
    "Very good, Dani. An important lesson learned. You need to use your safe words whenever I do something you don't like or you feel uncomfortable, and I'll stop.” He dipped his head and kissed each nipple lightly, like kissing away the pain. “You still owe me a punishment. Let's get it out of the way, shall we?"
    There was no need to put the question on the end. It wouldn't have mattered what her response was. Walking behind her, he ran his hands over the flesh of her ass. “Lovely, Dani. Nice and soft.” The crack of his hand bit into her skin and the sting spread across the cheek of her ass.
    "Beautiful. My hand print is on you like a brand.” He bent and licked the area he hit, and slapped the other side. His fingers pulled at the thin scrap of material and pulled it down.
    Dani went to move her legs closer together so he could get the thong off, but he stopped her. “Move your legs only when I tell you to.” The material made it to about mid-thigh, three or four inches down from her cleanly waxed pussy.
    If he'd taken the thong off she wouldn't have felt so vulnerable, but with them pulled down, it somehow became naughtier. His fingers barely touched her mound. Feather light touches caressing. “Look at me. Don't take your eyes of mine."
    Her gaze locked with his and the torment began. She couldn't look away from him as his fingers gently circled her mound and lips, making her tingle. Oh, how she wanted them to slip inside but instead he patiently drew small circles until she thought she'd scream from frustration. And he watched every emotion, seemed to savor it like expensive candy.
    He didn't say a word, and neither did she. The only way Dani had any idea he was being affected by what he was doing to her was that she could hear the sound of his breathing mixed with her own.
    As one slow circle edged down to the bottom of her pussy lips, he dipped the finger inside her, plunging its full length. The primal groan that escaped her sounded like an animal in pain. And she was in pain. In agony, she wanted to be fucked so badly.
    John pulled the finger out pressing on her clit as he withdrew it. “Don't look away,” he said as her head started to dip in an effort to see if he'd put his finger back.
    He brought it up to his mouth and licked it. Ran it under her nose so the musky sent of her core filled her nostrils. “That's the smell of your arousal. The scent of how much you need to be fucked. I don't know if I'll give you my cock yet, though."
    She whimpered and he slowly drew the tip of his finger from her chin down past the center of her breasts to her belly. Dani would have done anything for that finger to move faster. Finally, when she shook for it, he reached her pussy and slid the tip between her folds so it rested on her clit. “Hmm, maybe I'll let you have the finger.” He tapped it hard on her clit and she groaned. “No?” he asked.
    Her eyes pleaded with him.
    "Should I send you home now? Are we finished with this first lesson?"
    "No, no,” she pleaded. He'd said before that he could make her beg for it and he had known what he was talking about. If he sent her away now, she'd die. “Please, John.” He circled her clit with his finger and then plunged into her core. John slid a second finger inside her and pumped hard. Tension built almost automatically. At this rate he'd have her screaming out in a second.
    And then the fingers were gone. An empty ache remained where they'd been only moments before. Dani's breath labored and her chest heaved.
    He dropped to his knees in front of her and rubbed his unshaved face across her recently waxed pussy. His stubble scratched and bit at her skin. He