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and he chuckled. “Sorry, my dear. Let me take that away.”
    The paddle was gone and she could speak. She let out a gasp
first. “It’s warm.”
    “I know, I tried it on myself first. I wouldn’t inflict
anything on your tender flesh without testing. It’s not precisely comfortable
but wait a little while and you will notice a reaction in other places. Your
eventual climax will be more that rewarding, I assure you.”
    Helen wasn’t too sure she wanted to last that long. Should
she tell him to take the damn thing out? No. It wasn’t getting any worse, or didn’t
seem to and if this was all it was, she could take it. Assuming he was right about
the incredible climax.
    “Easing off a bit, is it?” he asked.
    “Yes.”
    “Better see about that then.”
    As he walked behind her, she expected a swat from the little
paddle but nothing happened. “Be patient, Helen,” he said. “I’m just getting
myself ready because I want you to suck me after I attend to your delicious
bottom.”
    And when was he going to do that?
    First, he kissed between her shoulders then trailed a line
of gentle kisses down her spine before delivering a nip to her left butt check.
It wasn’t hard but it was unexpected and she yelped.
    “Oh do be quiet!” he said. Or I’ll give you something to
yell about.”
    She didn’t doubt he would and if he didn’t, she’d be bitterly
disappointed.
    It came right away. A hard slap between her butt cheeks hit
the plug, driving it in deeper as the lubricant reached farther inside. She
restrained the gasp, but when a volley of slaps followed, she cried out. He
called this interesting? Stinging was the word. The burning was easing but what
followed was a niggling irritant that had her wanting to scratch, impossible
since she was restrained and helpless. Might as well take a deep breath and
accept what was coming.
    More slaps hit the plug, stinging the sensitive flesh around
her arsehole. Pausing, he said, “I think that’s enough for your first time,
Helen.”
    She let out a long sigh of relief but it was unlikely she’d
be relaxing for long, not with Luc in charge. “How about you take out that
plug?” He would if she insisted.
    “I will, but first, you must demonstrate your devotion.”
    Helen smiled, knowing exactly how and where he wanted her devotion.
He was completely naked, always a treat for the eye, his cock erect and already
covered with a dark condom. Licorice flavored, she thought, one of her favorites.
    He straddled the head rest, the tip of his penis almost
brushing her lips. She stretched her neck—one part she could move even if her
arms were tied securely—and opened her lips, looking up at him.
    He smiled, resting a hand on her head and angled his hips
closer. Helen closed her lips over the smooth head of his cock, swirling her
tongue to feel the skin beneath and taste the faint tang of licorice. He moved
again, coming in deeper. Her tongue caressed him and she shut her eyes, to
concentrate on the wild and glorious sensations of female power. She loved
doing this, relished the great rush of excitement and pleasure as she took his
precious—to him at least—cock between her lips and gently scraped her teeth up
and down its length.
    She might be tied down, her arse plugged with that weird,
herbal concoction, unable to move or resist but she held the ultimate power.
His cock was in her mouth, she could bite or maim and he could do nothing to
stop her. Who was the Dominant now? He sighed with pleasure and she moved her
lips and tongue up and down his length as he guided her head.
    Wild sensations coursed through her, her breasts ached and
her cunt flowed as she longed for his wonderful cock to plow her deeply and
hard.
    She had a while to wait. He’d promised a flogging and he
always delivered on his promises but she needed his cock, yearned for it,
longed for it deep in her cunt, but for now, her lips would have to satisfy
her.
    She would be patient and wait for the