Raine's Punishment

Josh swears under his breath as he flips through the papers on his desk, only half seeing them as he thinks about the night’s events. He knew she’d enjoy it if she’d just open herself up to the new experience. He felt pleased with the way she accepted it, the way she gave in to her trust in him. She knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.

Josh had been worried about her lack of trust in him since the night before. When he had tried to push his cock into her tight little back hole she had panicked, pulled away from him. He left, wondering if he was the right Master for her, knowing that the D/s relationship is nothing without THOR. He hated the thought of letting her go, his love for her transcending the D/s relationship. Though he wouldn’t admit it even to himself. But he couldn’t allow her to stay, knowing she didn’t trust him. He had had to get out of the room quickly that night, before his joy and her surrender to him show. She didn’t deserve to see it, not after disobeying and hurting him just the night before.

Josh stands up, unable to hold back the desire to kiss her any longer. He walks quickly to their room, scooping her into his arms before she even realizes he’s come in. She looks up at him, obviously trying to suppress a smile, her arms tensing at her sides to keep from slipping around his neck. He kisses her roughly, hungrily, lifting her up to him. He holds her close for a moment as she moans into his kiss, her tongue slipping carefully between his lips.

Josh sets her down in the spot he’d picked her up at the foot of the bed, ripping his shirt off, the buttons popping and flying in a dozen different directions as he drops it to the floor in a heap. He smiles as he looks down at her lithe body bowed at his feet as she deftly unhooks his belt, pulling it quickly from it’s hoops, handing it up to him. He takes it and her nimble fingers go to work on the button of his slacks, not hesitating for a second before unzipping them, pulling his thick, throbbing cock from his black boxer briefs.

Raine sighs happily as she begins to stroke, running her soft, wet tongue slowly over the head. He growls low in his throat, his hand moving to the back of her head as she takes his cock slowly into her mouth, closing her lips around it slowly, letting her warm mouth envelope it. She moans as she slides her tongue over the back of his head, pressing into the sensitive spot there. Raine looks up into her Master’s smiling face as she takes him all of the way into her mouth, whimpering as it stretched the muscles in her throat. She slips him in all the way to the base, moaning happily as her lips wrap press against it. She brings it back up just in time to have him force her head back onto his throbbing cock almost brutally, hearing him groan as he pulls her off of it by the hair, forcing her back down quickly. He uses her hair to force her on and off of his cock, thrusting his hips up to meet her mouth.

“That’s it slut, take my cock. Moan for your Master.” He slams her down on it again, eliciting a cry as he cums down her throat, holding her mouth on his spurting cock. “Mmm, Good girl. Did you enjoy it?” He lets her off slowly, giving one last thrust as he looks down, watching her run her tongue over her swollen lips.
“Yes, Sir. It made me so wet, I’m dripping.” She moans again softly as he slaps her face with his cum covered cock.
“Clean it.” She quickly runs her tongue gently over the sides and around the head slowly, licking away every drop of cum as she moans, hungrily taking it into her mouth again, giving it one last hard suck.
“Thank You, Sir. It was wonderful.” She smiles up at him, trying not to squirm, her tight, wet little hole aching for him to be in her.
“Good, now, get some sleep, you’re going to need it tomorrow. And do not even touch your nipple tonight. You are just going to have to be wet.” He pulls up his slacks walking out, leaving her staring at the closed door, her lips parted in silent protest.