Sirah

With each slap of his palm warming my butt cheeks and my pussy I couldn't help but spread my legs open. Spanking was nothing like I thought it would be. I winced as the slaps got harder, but his hand kept returning to rub my clit. He teased me by pushing his fingers inside my pussy, causing me to moan.

“Are you going to draw on my dick again?” he asked, but his voice was deeper and huskier than before.

“There are no guarantees,” I said because I might do it again if this was the punishment. “Noooo. I can try,” I cried out quickly when he pulled his hand away.

My hands tugged uselessly at the cuffs as he began to spank me hard and fast. He started at my ass but began to slap my upper thighs while I tried to rub myself against him. When his fingers returned between my legs, he paused before he began to thrust his fingers in and out of me as I sighed in relief.

“Damn, you are dripping wet, baby,” he growled, and my cheeks burned in embarrassment. “Are. You. Enjoying. Your. Punishment?” he said, slapping me with each word.

I gritted my teeth together, determined not to cry out from the pain. My legs and ass muscles stiffened as his palm struck me again. If my skin was stinging with pain, then surely his hand was as well. I stretched my hands out to save my ass, but he pushed them away.

“It’s a trick question,” I spat out.

If I said no, he would call me a liar, and if I said yes, my spanking would last longer. He began to chuckle and rubbed my aching flesh.

“You know me so well,” he said as his other hand joined in to massage my ass and thighs. My body sagged as I relaxed, but I wasn't sure if I wanted him to continue or not.

Did I know him?

I’d been cautious enough to observe him from a distance, and at the first time of trouble, I ran. The truth was after being oblivious to Ryan’s blatant disrespect and lies, I found it difficult to trust my judgement. There were so many lies that I ate up without giving them a second thought. Meeting Saul’s family eased some of my subconscious worries. I closed my eyes and began to focus on my mindful breathing techniques. This wasn't the time to get sucked into the pits of despair.

Saul’s fingers rubbing my pussy in circular motions yanked me back into my present predicament. He didn't seem like he was in a rush this morning as he leisurely took his time to torture me. When he traced a finger over my asshole, I tensed up again, but he didn't go any further.

“I won't ever stop saying this to you, . You are beautiful,” he said before his fingers edged their way back to my pussy. His fingertips stroked my labia for a few seconds before he shoved all his fingers inside my pussy, stretching me open. “Inside and out.”

This man took my breath away in more ways than one as my pussy clutched around his fingers at the thought of his hands around my throat. He lowered his legs and eased me onto the floor as he pulled his fingers out. Without my arms, I awkwardly tried to kneel on the floor. When he stood up, I was faced with his tented shorts.

“I think you should apologise to my dick,” he said as he pushed his thin cotton shorts to tuck them beneath his balls.

I tried to keep a straight face when I saw his smiling dick. The pen mark was fainter, but it was still noticeable.

“I’m very sorry for vandalising you,” I said to his crotch.

Saul rubbed his cock up and down before he traced the tip of the smiley face over my lips.

“Open up, you naughty girl,” he murmured as I glanced up at him. “Time to kiss and make up.”

His dark eyes were full of heat, love and amusement. There was a playful smile on his lips as his fingers ran over my cheek before they rested on my jaw. I kissed the tip of his cock before I licked the tip of his cock. His smile faltered, and his fingers tightened on my jaw.

I opened my mouth wide and sucked on the head I drew on. His resounding groan made me close my eyes, and the ache in my pussy deepened. It was challenging without my hands, but I began to lick and suck on his dick. The more saliva I got on him, the deeper I pushed him inside my mouth.

He dropped his hand from his cock to hold my head as he moved closer. As I began to bob my head up and down his dick, he rocked his hips while his fingers gripped my hair. I stretched my mouth open as wide as I could when he began to fuck my mouth with shallow thrusts. I could feel myself grow wet at the thought of him inside me again.

“Yeah, that’s my girl. Suck my dick,” he groaned before he held my head still to fuck my mouth.

He continued to rock his hips until he hit the back of my throat. He moved a hand down and pinched my nipple, making me moan around his dick. With a grunt, he pulled out of my mouth and pushed me to face the couch.

I was relieved when he rested my face on the cool leather seat and moved behind me to raise my hips. It was a different position from last night as we had stood up, and he fucked me over the back of the couch. When I felt the tip of his cock rub my pussy, I gasped at the feel of his length moving alongside my sensitive flesh.

“I want a baby, . I want to fuck my seed deep inside your unprotected pussy again and again until you give me what I want,” he said before he slapped my ass.

I pushed back at him, but I didn't speak. Watching his family celebrate Katya’s pregnancy with so much happiness and love had been emotional. Any child in their family would be doted on, and my eyes widened as I thought of Saul as a father.

Was he crazy? Absolutely. But he would protect our children like my father and brother had done with me .

“You're so damn wet, baby,” Saul said in a low deep rumble that made my pussy flutter with anticipation.

“Fuck me, Saul,” I said breathlessly.

He didn't waste time as he moved the tip of his cock against my opening and began to push himself inside of me. I closed my eyes and rested my cheek on the couch when he reached down to grip my breasts. His fingers bit into my flesh before he thrust into me so hard that my face slid on the couch.

“Ah, ah, ahhhh,” I groaned as he began to fuck me.

His fingers pinched my nipples so hard that my eyes flew open, but just as quickly, he released them. His hands gripped my breasts again as he continued to drive himself in and out of me, smacking against my ass with each inward thrust.

His animalistic grunts made me push back against him until he released my bruised breasts to grip my neck. He lifted my face off the couch to fuck me hard and fast.

“Yeah, take that dick, baby,” he said between pants. “Fucking take it all.”

I was so close when his fingers tightened around my throat. My pussy clamped around his length, but he only fucked me harder. I could feel the sweat on my back, and I tugged on the handcuffs.

“Give me what I want,” he roared and slammed into me so hard that I winced as he hit something deep inside of me.

The pain, the pleasure, the twisted need of his hands around my neck made me erupt as I began to cum. I released a long series of cries as the pleasure vibrated through every cell of my being. He moaned and pulled my head back against him as he began to spill his seed inside me. The haze of my orgasm and trying to breathe while he choked me didn't let me focus on him for long as I enjoyed the aftermath of my pleasure.

The odds were in his favour if he continued to perform this well.