Waiting for Master (BDSM Erotica) Read Free Page A

climax. It
withdrew once more and Harriet knew what was to come this time. She tensed,
turning her head to the side as if she could somehow avoid it.
    Crack . Her pussy throbbed and pounded
as the crop met her tender flesh. She could feel the moisture gathering between
her legs in response to his brutal attentions. Then just as she was expecting
the vibrator back, another shock of pain surged through her as Jonathan brought
the crop down. The sting quickly dissipated and Harriet realised that she was
close to coming.
    “Oh, please…” she begged, unsure
of whether she was begging for the crop or the vibrator.
    “Quiet,” Jonathan snapped and
emphasised his words with a sharp slap of the crop.
    The vibrator was back on her
again and it quickly brought her to the edge once more, her body shivering with
need as her pussy clenched and pulsed. Harriet sobbed as the sweet buzz stopped
and the slap of leather resounded through the room. It seemed gentler this
time, or maybe she was getting used to it.
    Her bare pussy tingled and stung,
but the leather crop only seemed bring her closer to orgasm. Jonathan brought
it down against her exposed flesh several more times and she strained against
her restraints as a burst of ecstasy flooded through her. He continued to spank
at her nub, smacking and rubbing at it as he coaxed her orgasm from her.
    Flopping back as far as she was
able, Harriet attempted to gain her breath as his hands came around her and
released her wrists from the cuffs. He chuckled as her head flopped against his
chest.
    “You did well, Harriet. I am
proud of you, my little slut. Not many women could take such a spanking.”
    Her heart warmed at his praise of
her. She sighed as he released her legs, gently manoeuvring them back over the
chair legs. They tingled as the blood rushed back into them and Jonathan rubbed
soothingly at her thighs, massaging the marks that the chair had no doubt left
on her skin.
    Coaxing her forwards, he pulled
her to her feet but her legs trembled with the aftermath of being
tied up and her explosive climax. He caught her as they gave way and he
swept her into his arms. She looped her arms gratefully around his neck as she
nuzzled into him. Wow! What an amazing man he was. Dominating and commanding,
yet sensual and caring.
    The soft satin of the bed sheets
enveloped her as he laid her down, propping her up on the thick, luxurious
pillows. Harriet blinked as he removed the blindfold and Jonathan’s devilishly
handsome face came into focus. He pressed an intense kiss to her lips before
standing and moving across the room.
    “Stay there.”
    Harriet giggled. “I don’t think I
could do anything else.”
    His lips twitched as he studied
her, sprawled out on his bed with her puffy and swollen sex on display. What a
slut she must look!
    “I’m not done with you yet,” he
promised her. “Are you happy to continue?”
    Harriet swallowed as a frisson
ran up her spine. “Oh, yes.”
    Jonathan reached for the
champagne and poured them both another glass.“Drink,” he ordered as he
handed her the champagne.
    Harriet obliged, draining the glass.
The cool bubbles trickled down her throat, easing the dryness in her mouth.
When she had finished it, he took the glass from her and placed it on the side.
    Jonathan leaned over her. “Are
you ready for more?” Nodding eagerly, Harriet ran her hands over his shoulders,
urging him forwards. He indulged her, probing her mouth with his skilful tongue
until she was panting with need. “I am going to do whatever I want to you, you
understand? Your body is mine. Mine to fuck, mine to beat. I am going to use every inch of you for my pleasure.”
    “Yes, yes,” she agreed quickly.
    “If you want me to stop at any
point say…well, considering your name, I think ‘green’ is appropriate.”
    “Yes, green, fine,” she said
impatiently as she rubbed her palms anxiously across his chest
    “Good. Now undress me.”
    Yes, please. Harriet grappled with