Anything for Him: Dominated (#1) Read Free Page B

as the feeling of her
orgasm.
    “Good girl, come on my cock. Let me feel
how much you like me fucking you.”
    The words made her come harder. Meghan
had never been caught up in excitement like the excitement she was feeling and
she could not gain any type of control over it. All she knew was that she
wanted more, and that she would do whatever it took to have it.
    Danny felt his balls moving higher,
tightening and he began to drive deeper inside her tight heat. He thought of
pulling out, of forcing her to suck his cock while he came in her mouth but he
decided to wait for that particular delight. He grunted as his prick twitched
and throbbed, his heavy white come spilling into the thin latex sheath.
    He leaned against the chair, his
breathing slowing as hers did. He waited until the aftershocks of her orgasm
had faded away before pulling out of, enjoying the sight of her glistening
juices on his deflating cock.
    He unchained her and Meghan lay limp in
the chair, her pussy pleasantly aching and the afterglow of her orgasm making
her feel languid. When the cold steel of the chains hit the floor she began to
become aware of what had just happened.
    She sat up, crossing her hands over her
breasts and crossing her legs in a protective gesture. The pressure made a
small tremor course through her pussy and she uncrossed her legs. For a few
seconds she went back and forth between crossing and uncrossing, unable to
decide which was preferable, being naked or feeling that tremor. Danny watched
the struggle with amused eyes.
    “Get up and clean that mess up.”
    The cold words felt like water splashed
across her skin. She stared at him, unsure of what he meant. He reacted by
grabbing her by her arm and pulling her from the chair. He hauled her across
the room, opening a small door to reveal shelves stocked with cleaning
supplies.
    “I won’t repeat myself.”
    “Are you insane?” Meghan demanded.
    The words were met with a steely stare.
“I told you that your sole purpose would be to serve me.”
    “I am not…”
    “Suit yourself.”
    Meghan found herself tumbling over his
knee. She was balanced there, her head hanging toward the floor and her ass
pointed at the ceiling. A hand came down, smacking her cheeks, first one and
then the other. The pain was immediate and stinging. She screamed and fought
but his hold was unyielding and his hand heavy. Her ass grew hotter with each
slap. The punishment ended as abruptly as it had begun, she found herself back
on her feet and staring at him with wide eyes while he spoke.
    “Now we are going to get this straight
right now. If you do not obey, you will be punished, and you will not like it.
Now, do as you consented to do. Serve me. Get your ass over there and clean up
your mess.”
    Shivers wracked Meghan and her pussy
became wet all over again. Something about the idea of being spanked, of having
been spanked, made her feel excitement that she had not felt since the first
time she had crept across a dark room with her senses straining to hear the
faint click that would betray an alarm going off.
    “Yes sir,” Meghan said and reached for a
sponge and cleanser.
    ~ * ~ * ~
     
    Meghan woke up to a furious banging on
her bedroom door. Her first reaction was terror, the time she had spent in jail
had not been pleasant, and her second was confusion. Her lower body had an
unusual ache and her wrists and ankles felt slightly raw.
    “Are you alive?” Jenna, her roommate,
yelled through the flimsy door.
    “Yes!” Meghan called as she got up and
opened the door.
    Jenna bounced in, her china blue eyes
glowing, “Tell me the truth,” she demanded, “Did you rob somebody again? I mean
I’m not going to tell on you, hell you just saved our asses. I was just
wondering if you had enough loot left over to buy a decent dinner.”
    “Huh?”
    Jenna laughed and waved a pink receipt
under Meghan’s nose. “You paid our rent and all the late charges. We have three
months before we have to worry