Desire's Golden Dreams by Tish Domenick Page A

the dreamy rhythm got to him and he grunted his release and collapsed beside her.
    His natural instinct was to hold her, but he had to maintain control to ensure her obedience for all he had planned. Hannah could take all he could dish out when it came to fucking. She loved it all and she loved him as much as he loved her. Leaving her would be difficult, but each day he stayed would only make it harder. He had to make his own way and his own family.
    After a few seconds he left the bed. “You may relax flat on your back now while I wash and gather my supplies. Put a pillow beneath your delectable little rump and spread your legs wide so I may see your cunt as I clean myself.”
    She did as she was told. “May I watch you, Master?”
    “No, you must keep the bandana on a while longer. You will enjoy this next part. I am going to reward you for being a good ass fuck. You are the best I’ve had, you know.”
    “That’s because I love your cock up there and because I love you, Master.”
    He returned to the bed and tightened the nipple clamps for a second before removing them. “Ah these lovely little beads are stretched the way I like them.” He drew first one, then the other in his mouth to her moans of delight.
    “Feel them for yourself.” He untied her hands and placed one hand on each breast. She tweaked her own nipples.
    “Hmm, they are longer. I like them this way also. They have more feeling.”
    “Keep playing with them with one hand and use the other on your cunt. I want to watch you pleasure yourself.” He dripped some wine into her mouth from the bottle. “This will help you feel a little freer to enjoy yourself.”
    She drank greedily as he poured more into her mouth, then dribbled some down her chest. The liquid pooled in her navel and he lapped it up. “Use some of this for lubricant if you need it.” He dripped more into her mouth and onto her chest. He sucked it from her nipples and sat back against the headboard. “Now do yourself.”
    As he suggested, she used one hand to pinch her nipples while the other frantically plunged in and out of her pussy. Her writhing and moaning hardened his cock to the ready and he guided it into her mouth. She came violently as she sucked him. He moved away and she mewed in disappointment.
    “No, my dear slave. I’m not quite ready yet to fuck you to orgasm. Be grateful I let you come at all. The next time I come, it will be in your pussy while you beg for more.”
    “I’m begging now. I want you inside me, Master.”
    “Talking without permission again? I see I’ve been too lenient with you.” He grasped her wrists and tied one to each headboard post. “I have left the ties loose enough so I may turn you to whatever position is most pleasing to me at any moment. I’ve left your legs free for the same reason.
    “You have disobeyed and must be reprimanded.” He lifted a riding crop from the box and slapped it into his palm a few times before walking around the bed. As he circled her, he traced a line down her body and back up with the crop. She shivered.
    “I knew you could not behave. You are a naughty witch. That is why I’ve come prepared. For your penance, I shall inflict upon your body—uh shall we say sensations? Some may be very painful, some only slightly so. You will have three tries to guess what instrument I am using on you, and if you guess correctly you will avoid further pain. Some of these sensations you may enjoy, others you will not.”
    He left her for a moment and returned to slide a cold, slick object down over one breast to her navel. “I cannot tell if you enjoy this sensation or not. Your nipple hardened when it crossed your breast, but your body tensed.” He drew the cold object down to her pubic area.
    She gasped. “I do not think I like it, Master.”
    “Have you guessed what it is?”
    “Is it, um, is it a knife?” She shuddered as he ran the steel back up to her nipple.
    “It is, indeed, the flat side of a blade with