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from her lips.
    The stinging heat consumed every
part of her as he worked his way down, sending the leather across her hips
before concentrating on the apex of her thighs. Tears streamed freely now.
Surely she was in hell? Her clit swelled with each hit as if her body was
rebelling against her, trying to make the pain unbearable.
    “You can end all this, Laura,”
Hunter prompted hoarsely between whippings. “Just one word.”
    Say it, say it. No, she couldn’t. Red was her
word. Not very inventive but she’d heard it was commonly used in BDSM
scenarios. It sat on the tip of her tongue as a tassel curled over her
distended clit.
    “What do you need?” Smack. “What
do you want?” Smack. “Tell me everything and this will be over.”
    A vicious smack landed between
her legs, setting fire to her tender cunt as her cream dripped from her.
    “Ok!” she cried as he raised his
hand once more.
    Mid-swing, he paused and crossed
his arms, waiting.
    “I want to be fucked!” Oh God,
where was this coming from? She couldn’t prevent the words spilling from her.
“I want to be pinned down and fucked, hard and fast. I want a man to hold me
down and ram his cock in me.” She sobbed as the shameful truth of all her
fantasies came tumbling out. “I want you to fuck me, Sir. I want your cock in
me.”
    She tried to clear the tears from
her gaze with a few blinks but she couldn’t make out his expression through the
cloudy haze. He still held the flogger, slightly raised and she waited, breath
trapped in her chest.
    Laura cried out as he took a
sudden step towards her and tore at the restraints. Quickly he freed one wrist
then the other, flinging aside the flogger. Ankles released, the next minute he
held her tight in his embrace and was kissing her.
    Her arms ended up pinned behind her,
held in one wrist as his other hand held the back of her neck while he
plundered her mouth. As the shock subsided, Laura found herself kissing him
back, eagerly twining her tongue with his. Her tender skin smarted at the rub
of his suit but the feel of his cock pushed against her made her forget it all
and she thrust her throbbing cunt against it.
    Spun around suddenly, he forced
Laura onto the cold leather of the bench. Without preamble, Hunter lunged into
her, filling her in one sweep. Her pussy ached with the invasion. It had been
so long. But, God, it was good. Her body responded instantly as he covered her
with his clothed form, bringing her hands up in front of her and sprawling his
large hands across hers.
    “Fuck, Laura…” he groaned and her
heart fluttered with delight at the sound of her name on his lips.
    It didn’t matter how awful her
fantasy was, Hunter fulfilling it brought her to the brink quicker than ever
before. Her clit pulsed as he hammered into her, the leather soothing her skin.
She struggled to breathe as he used all his strength to thrust his rod into her
willing sheath. The sensations consuming her sparked a frenzy in her body and
she writhed beneath him
    Pleasure boiled between her
thighs and surged through her cunt. It took her by surprise and she screamed
his name as he relentlessly pulled the pleasure from her. Shaking and crying,
she hit the peak and came in great pulses. It may have only lasted seconds but
time ticked away as the sensations darted through her again and again.
    With several more hard, merciless
thrusts, Hunter groaned and uttered her name before slumping across her. Her
pussy scalded as his seed filled her and she pressed her cheek against the
bench as fresh tears pricked her eyes.
    What the hell was that? Her first
ever g-spot orgasm? Fuck, she’d missed out on so much. Masturbating was hard
enough. Orgasms never came easily to Laura. And now she’d just had the most
mind-blowing one from a man she didn’t even like. A man who frightened her to
death. A man who’d just beaten her into submission.
    The heat of his body disappeared
but Laura didn’t have the energy or the will to move.