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she only had to whisper the one agreed upon word and Nicholas would stop at once, but so far, that whispered word had never been spoken between them. As Nicholas waited out her reaction to the lotion and plug, Amelia let out a little sigh.
    "That's a good girl. Does it feel nice now? Is your ass all hot and tingly?"
    "Ummmmmmm. Fuck me, Nicholas, please. Need you."
    He grinned and shook his head. God he loved her. "Not yet, pigeon. Now then, on your stomach with you." Nicholas unlocked her wrists, and freed her ankles, then flipped her over. He stuffed a pillow beneath her stomach, then bound her hands and ankles again. The sight of Amelia’s fully presented, creamy white ass, made his cock rock hard, his need was rising as surely as that of his sweet pet’s. He couldn't wait to fuck her, but first she had to be punished.
    Nicholas roughly fucked her bottom with the butt plug until Amelia was caught between whimpering in pain and moaning in pleasure. The nasty things he did to her, never ceased to drive her wild. The fact that she loved every one of them made her question her own sanity at times. Her whole world revolved around the delicious sensations he was creating in her body.
    Nicholas began to move the plug slowly, deeply, gently until she rocked her hips in rhythm, on the verge of a powerful climax. She was dying to ride the wave that would crest and send her crashing over the edge. Her juices were running down her thighs, her clit was throbbing with need, her nipples were hard pebbles pressed into the cool sheet beneath her body. Every inch of her skin was alive with a throbbing sensation of need and desire. Amelia pulled on her restraints and rocked her hips again, unable to help herself.
    Angered by her continued disobedience, Nicholas pulled back on her hair and growled in her ear, nipping the tender lobe. "Why must you be so willful?  No moving and no cumming."
    "I'm sorry."
    "You're not even close to being sorry yet kitten, but you will be. Gonna warm that little ass of yours right up till it's on fire love, then I'm gonna fuck you so hard, pet. You'll scream so loud they’ll hear you down in hell. Such a naughty whore. My slut is gonna get it hard and nasty just like she needs, and she's gonna scream my name as she comes."
    Amelia loved it when Nicholas spanked her and told her how rough he was going to be. It was one reason she never did as she was told. She was always defiant, always moved when she wasn't supposed to or spoke when Nicholas told her not to. Yes it was hard to control herself when she was so hot she could barely think, but the real reason she disobeyed was because the feel of his hard hand or the smooth leather of the belt warming up her ass sent delicious bolts of fire to her very core. The pain was exquisite and the way he would growl at her and rough her up, turned her on to no end. Sometimes just the pain alone made her cum.
    There was another reason Amelia yearned to be punished, and it had nothing to do with sex. When Nicholas spanked her - really hit her good and hard until tears were streaming down her cheeks - the dam of emotions that built up in her soul burst open, letting all the stress of the day spill over, and setting her free. More likely than not, her days were full of tension at work. She carried a huge amount of responsibility and stress on her shoulders. It was stress she had a hard time letting go of, and Nicholas knew it. He knew how she felt, and knew the stress would flow out with her tears. The inner torment would be washed away when she came and cried. Doing this to her body soothed her soul as much as any words or loving touches could, possibly even more.
    But now the time for reflection was over. Here she was, presented so beautifully, ready to yield to his hand and cum at his will. Nicholas gazed at Amelia's perfect body for a few more seconds as she lay there quivering before him, letting his own need build ever stronger. He was very interested in finding out how