Anna raises her head and smiles at him “A proper fucking is putting it lightly… That was so intense. But I think I need a break from that kind of intensity for a few days… I definitely want to play again through.” She adds the last bit quickly before she lays her head on his chest again. She doesn’t know how to feel. She feels liberated like a new world has opened to her yet again but her body is also incredibly sore.
She winces as he moves out from under he brushing against her nipples, still hard, but red and raw. He looks at her, concerned. “I’m okay, I promise. I would have told you if it was too much, I just didn’t realize how hard we were going until now,” she assures him.
“I haven’t played in the dungeon in a while,” he says, removing his cum covered clothing. “And even longer since I have been the one in charge not the one being punished. I certainly couldn’t do it daily in either role.”
Now completely naked, he leans down and kisses her forehead. “But if it’s going to make you cum like that we will certainly have to make it a more frequent thing.”
He pushes a hidden button on the wall and a door opens next to the shelf of items.
“Like any good dungeon it has its own bathroom and shower. I have a feeling you wouldn’t say no to a nice hot shower before dinner,” he says, throwing his clothes into the hidden room and grabbing a robe from inside the door.
“There is another robe in there. It will be a little big but we’ll get you your own robe in there before the next time we play,” he says, coming over and sitting next to her on the bed.
“Take as long as you like. I’m going to go feed the boys and see what Tony has gotten up to in the kitchen,” he says with another gentle kiss.
Anna smiles as he kisses her forehead. “I know there’s more to being the kind of slut you introduced me to being today, and I don’t hate it… I think I like it more than I should.”
She stands on shaky legs and wraps her arms around his neck. “Thank you, sir… For this. I don’t think I ever thought we would get to this level, but I also know I trust you completely.”
He kisses her gently once more and leads her into the bathroom, turns the water on, and helps her into it. “Come find me in the kitchen when you’re done. I’ll be waiting.” Anna smiles and nods.
Once she is alone, she takes a moment to examine her body in the mirror before it fogs over. Her hips are bruised from his fingers. Her ass is red from his spankings. Her nipples aren’t hard anymore but they are still red and raw. Her neck is red as well, from the scarf no doubt. Stepping into the hot water she sighs and feels myself relax some more though the hot water stings on her marks. She washes herself carefully, taking extra care with her pussy, swollen, sore, and red.
She steps out of the shower, towels dry, and wraps herself in the robe. She walks gingerly into the hallway and comes around the corner into the kitchen. Bruce smiles at her and Tony notices her red neck.
“Went to the dungeon huh? I thought I heard someone cumming uncontrollably.” He winks at her then turns away as Bruce glares at him.
“Tony is kidding, Anna,” Bruce says. “If he heard you, he’d still be in here playing with his Italian sausage instead of cooking.”
He comes over and gently puts his arm around her waist. “Besides everyone knows a good dungeon needs to be sound proof.”
Tony grunts at his joke being dismantled. “Well I hope you at least worked up an appetite. Me working my fingers to the bone in here while you’re off having disgusting weird sex.”
“Right, Tony. We’re the weird ones, not you. You being a man in his late 40s who prefers blondes barely old enough to drink,” Bruce jabs at him.
“Nothing wrong with my tastes being more European than yours,” he says, not taking his eyes off the pot he’s stirring.
“Except you’re from Staten Island, you greasy bastard,” Bruce shoot back.
He turns her around to look at him.
“Anna, I have something we can put on those marks to make them feel better and be less red,” he says, leading her upstairs to the master bath.
She tries to pull away and take care of herself but he stops, grips both of her arms and looks her in the eyes, saying seriously, “If we are exploring this, you have to let me take care of you afterwards. Sometimes you might not be able to move or stand…”
He kisses before falling back into seriousness, “Let me take care of you, Anna. You do so much for me. It’s my turn to return the favor.”
She nods and bites her lip. She’s never had this kind of experience nor is she sure how to react. He takes her hand again and leads her to the bathroom counter, lifting her gently and setting her on it. “Stay there, I’ll be right back” he tells her before kissing her forehead and walking to the bathroom cabinet.
He pulls out a container with foreign markings on it.
“Picked this up in Sri Lanka. You can’t get it here. It’s all plant based so the drug companies can’t make money on it,” he says, taking the lid off.
The contents smell vaguely of coconut. He slides the robe off of her shoulders and lets it fall to her waist. He gently massages the ointment into the red marks on her neck. Taking precautions to make sure he doesn’t hurt her. Tenderly.
He takes more ointment and gingerly rubs it into her sore nipples. He tries to pretend he’s not getting hard touching her but it sticks out of his robe. Anna giggles when she sees it.
“Stand up, Anna,” he says with a gentle kiss.
She rises and the robe falls free of her body.
“You should start feeling a tingling. That means it’s working.”
He rubs the ointment into the marks on the back of her thighs. The red marks on her ass. Then he takes a small amount and barely touching her, massages it into her still swollen pussy lips. Anna gasps and a grin spreads across her face.
“Any place I missed?” he says. He can see from the look on her face that the tingling is in full effect.
“Would you like to get dressed and go have dinner?” he asks.
“No, sir,” she whispers.
“No? You want to eat in front of Tony naked?” he says, raising an eyebrow.
She giggles a little. “No, sir. Not tonight.”
“What would you like to do, Anna?” He can tell the ointment is definitely working. It has her feeling a slight euphoria.
She grins bigger then gets on her knees and gently sucks his head.
“Please, sir. Just a little. You wouldn’t let me in the dungeon and I want to so badly,” she whispers before taking him back in her mouth.
Her body is tingling from head to toe from the ointment, relaxing perhaps emboldening her. She doesn’t wait for your answer and sucks his cock hungrily. She doesn’t need permission. Her begging is simply to entice him. She knows now that the dungeon poses different expectations than the rest of the house, and she intends to claim his cock whenever and wherever she wants to
.
He moans as she takes him in. Letting her have control of her for a moment.
“Do you like sir’s cock in your mouth?” he asks.
She looks up at him but doesn’t stop.
“Mmmhm,” she answers, her lips unwilling to leave his shaft.
“You didn’t get enough cum in the dungeon?” he asks
“Mmm mmm,”she hums negatively.
“And you think my balls are full of another big load of hot cum for you?” he groans.
“Mmmmmmhmmmmm,” she responds, exaggerating her humming to vibrate her mouth.
He allows her to keep sucking for another moment. Then he quickly pulls himself out of her mouth and out of her reach.
“Now, now,” he scolds. “You’d spoil your dinner.”
He picks up her robe.
“Now do you want real clothes or just the robe?”
She pouts. “I want your…”
He holds up a finger to silence her. “The robe or the clothes?”
She pouts a while longer before taking the robe.
He motions her to stand and circles behind her to wrap the luxurious fabric around her body. As he reaches to tie the belt, he makes sure his fingers make contact with her tingling pussy. A long, slow, lingering touch. Anna moans and bites her lip, leaning into his touch.
Then he ties the robe. Kisses her neck. Then lets go of her.
“I am famished. Let’s eat,” he says, linking their arms and leading her back downstairs.
“Sir… I..” she starts but he shushes her again, pressing a finger to her lips, the faint scent of her pussy meeting her nose. She knows she has to obey. He has put her in her place. But that doesn’t stop the dull throb between her thighs.
As he leads her to the kitchen she kisses his cheek and smiles widely. “I’m excited for my new life with you, sir.”
They go to the dining room and Tony has set the food down and is quickly out the door. Another blonde is on the way and he has to get ready.
“Mmm chicken saltimbocca… One of my favorites…” Anna says, her mouth watering. Bruce pours her a glass of wine. They eat, chat, and laugh. It was a busy day.
They head up to the bedroom after dinner. As they prepare the bed Bruce asks, “Now that this is your bedroom too is there anything you’d change? Anything you want? I realize it’s probably a bit masculine in here. Could probably use a woman’s touch.”
Bruce slides off his robe and stretches out in bed.
He can tell that she is thinking it over. He can also see her staring hungrily at his cock again, thinking about unfinished business.
“Well,” she says, crawling onto the bed. “I’m not sure we really need photos and paintings of naked women in every room of the house.”
“No?” he says with mock surprise. “What rooms do we need naked ladies in?”
“Right now, just this one,” she says, throwing off her robe and pouncing on him.
“You are absolutely insatiable, aren’t you?” he says.
“Mmmhm,” comes her reply, again muffled by her lips wrapped around his member.
“Didn’t get enough to eat at dinner?” he groans.
She pops her lips off of him, stroking his shaft intensely. “It was delightful. But what I wanted most wasn’t on the menu.” She smiles cheekily before taking him in again.
It’s been less than a minute and she already has him throbbing. She’s so fucking good and she knows it. She has him pinned to the bed, taking as much of him as she wants as deep in her throat as she wants. He doesn’t know how he is going to resist this.
But he knows he must.
He wraps his arms around her and manages to roll them so their positions are reversed. Now he is on top of her. He pushes her head back onto the pillows, jerking his cock out of her mouth. His hand squeezes gently on her throat.
“Last time I checked I am the master and you are the slut,” he whispers in a low growl. “Maybe you need to be reminded how to behave.”
Anna can tell her brattyness is pushing his buttons. The dungeon awakened something in her. She wants to cum and make him cum constantly. And she wants to push him to take control of her everywhere not just in the dungeon.
He reaches his hand down and gently strokes her pussy, feeling her soaked already.
“My, my, what are we to do about that?” he says, bringing his fingers to his lips and licking her juices off of them. His other hand relaxes on her throat but doesn’t let it go.
“I have an idea,” he whispers. He reaches down and pushes two fingers deep enough into her to slowly rub her gspot. He lets out a small moan as his fingers gently rub against her pleasure zone.
Anna moans as he strokes inside of her, straining against the hand on her neck. She holds eye contact with him. “Sir… I want to cum… I want your cum… please…” she gasps. His moan makes her pussy clamp around his fingers.
He doesn’t say a word.
Then he pulls his fingers out and rubs her juices all over his pulsing head. He spreads her lips and presses his head against her clit. Not moving. Just making her feel him pulse against her.
Throbbing.
Until she starts to squirm, desperately wanting him inside of her. He obliges. He lets her lips close around his head.
Pushing in slowly.
Slowly.
Between her lips.
Into her hole.
Making agonizing pleasure out of every centimeter.
Slowly.
Deeper.
When he is all in he moans loudly and tightens his grip around her throat again. He begins to thrust.
In.
Out.
She gasps for breath. This is what she wants. She keeps her eyes locked on his even as her vision grows hazy. She is in pure bliss.
In.
Out.
Faster.
Deeper.
Harder.
He knows she just wants to be fucked like she’s his little toy. Her hips buck in rhythm with him. She wants him as deep inside of her as he can get.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Deeper.
In.
Out.
All the way out.
He releases her throat. He climbs off of her and lays next to her
“Ready for bed, Anna?” he whispers.
“Sir… I… I’m not ready for bed. You didn’t cum…” she pleads with him. “I need it…”
Her eyes plead with him further. His eyes tell her she will receive no more.
After a moment of silence he repeats his question, “Are you ready for bed, Anna?”
Anna sighs and lays back on the pillow, her pussy pounding with unfinished business, her cheeks still flushed.She looks as him to plead one more time but his face is unchanged.
“Yes, sir. I’m ready for bed,” she sighs.
He kisses her forehead and says, “Good girl.” Then he rolls over not paying any more attention to her.
This is a new side of him. His ability to turn her on and then stop at a moment’s notice is shocking. But deep down, she likes it. His control grows ever more exciting to her. She wants nothing more than to please him endlessly. He must have some sort of plan to be denying her and himself. She just has to trust him.
She closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep.
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