The Finest Line (39 page)

The vibrator was withdrawn but
James remained silent while she bucked and groaned. She knew that
he was studying her, watching her come drip down on his lap and
this very thought sent her into new spasms. Her vagina tightened
but the next release was going to be a longer time coming.

Suddenly she felt his fingers
return to her clit. His fingers pinched, tickled and rolled it
until the orgasm came with as much power as the first. She slumped
against his legs and her chest rose and fell in deep breaths.

“I don’t remember giving you
permission to come.” James reminded her sternly. “You are a very
naughty girl Mairead and you know what happens to naughty girls
don’t you?”

She nodded and replied eagerly,
“They get their bare bottoms soundly spanked.”

James had to suppress a laugh to
retain his strict demeanour. “Yes they do and so you won’t have any
trouble guessing the next object.”

“Let me guess,” Mairead squirmed
as she felt the paddle rub her cheeks. “It’s hard, flat and boring.
I know! It’s one of your lectures.”

“Definitely the wrong answer and
times up,” James brought the paddle down with a loud thwack.

Mairead yelled in time with the
paddle bouncing loudly from cheek to cheek. The heat was rising in
her backside and tears were welling at her eyes but the most action
was between her legs. As the pain began to lose its sting, her mind
grew euphoric. Sensations of ultimate pleasure washed over her in
waves and her next orgasm rivalled its predecessors.

James stopped spanking her.
“Good to see you have your enthusiasm back.”

She was too happy to reply. She
lay there feeling wonderful until something cold and soft touched
her burning bottom. She tried to turn back to see what the object
was, though she was slowly distinguishing the shape.

“James, you are not going to use
a dildo on me,” she protested.

“You only got that guess half
right,” James patted her bottom, “It
is
a dildo and I
am
going to use it in you.”

The latex penis entered her and
Mairead’s mouth fell open as her vagina closed around it. All her
protests died as James fucked her slowly with this new toy.

As he kept up a steady rhythm,
his fingers returned to her clitoris and she moaned with each
gentle thrust.

“You like that don’t you,”
James’ own lust was evident. “And this will soon become your
favourite toy, always available and always hard, which is something
I can’t always be and you’re not an easy woman to fully
satisfy.”

Mairead could barely answer, “As
long as it has you on the end of it.”

James laughed. “Not necessarily.
I want to watch you use it on yourself sometimes and I will be in
charge of it so that when you want it, you’ll have to come and ask
me nicely.”

Mairead gasped several times
until she could speak, “I don’t know, if you being in charge of my
body, is going to benefit me.” She complained until James increased
the tempo. “But I could be wrong.”

“You are wrong. I’m going to
treat your body a lot kinder than you have so far.” He leant down
and kissed each cheek of her bottom. “I love you Mairead and I’m
going to teach you how to love yourself in more ways than one.”

“I think I’m already learning.”
She wiped some tears away on his leg. “Just never allow me to be
away from you ever again. I love you James, I love you so
much.”

James breathing had become heavy
and Mairead could feel his excitement. His own penis was pushing
against her through his jeans. She longed to hold it while she was
fucked by the other. Her mind dissolved in lust at this new
experience.

When her orgasm began, James
increased the tempo further until he was fucking her hard and fast.
As soon as she climaxed he tossed the dildo aside, released the
chain from his foot and pulled her up.

“Lift up,” His demand was urgent
and she heard him unbuckle his belt and shift under her,
“Down.”

He impaled her onto his penis
and Mairead groaned loudly as she felt his hardness fill her. He
used his back to press against the couch while he lifted his hips
to thrust into her hard.

Lifting her he brought her back
down to the couch and draped her face down over the armrest.
Getting behind her, his penis penetrated her, while his hands
grasped her hips, pulling her back on him. He fucked her fast and
hard.

Bending over her, he grasped her
hair, pulling her head back towards him. Her neck and shoulders and
back became subject to the attentions of his mouth.

Mairead lay there happily as he
assaulted her with his passion. There was nothing like it, nothing
that could make her feel so alive and so happy. How could she ever
hate herself again being who she had become?

She was the one, the only one
that James wanted to punish and protect, to love and arouse and to
fuck as if his life depended upon it. She loved being who she was,
the girl that he was completely in love with.

The End

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