Sip Of Pleasure
Finding It All by Livia Grant
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Hot spotlights pointed center stage as the heavy two-story red curtains opened, exposing a medieval-style torture chamber to the spectators. Her own gasp of surprise mingled with those from several of her fellow submissives as they collectively sighed with relief that they weren’t the one strung up naked to the whipping post center stage.
“Breathe.”
Her Dom’s order against the shell of her ear was welcome as it overrode the booming voice of the owner, Derek, piping through the sound system, explaining to the spectators what was about to happen to the submissive on display.
Marley took sips of air as her pulse pounded faster listening to the scene unfolding just a few dozen feet away center stage.
“I see you’re enjoying the show,” her Dom accused in her ear.
She wanted to deny it, but the pool of juice his fingers were sliding through called her a liar. A zing of pleasure zapped through her body with each light brush of his fingertips against her pulsing clit.
“More…” she begged, humping her body up and down, trying to get him to stop teasing her and plunge his fingers inside her instead.
“So needy…” he teased. “I don’t think you’ve earned the right to come yet.”
Marley whined out of frustration. As her Dom hugged her from behind, she felt his own hard shaft poking against her lower back.
Deciding it was only fair that she tease him in return, she wiggled her ass between his open legs, drawing a few groans of desire from him in return.
His soft chuckle warmed her further. “Such a naughty girl, teasing your Dom.”
“Who says I’m teasing?” she bantered back playfully, more than ready to make good on her promise.
The next swat cracked against her naked ass. “I didn’t hear a Sir in there,” he warned.
Little did he know that Marley had begun to crave the small dose of pain he was doling out with the periodic spanks.
A long and powerful scream from center stage dragged Marley’s attention back to the poor submissive strung up on her tip-toes against the wooden post. The woman’s Dom had just delivered a line of fire across her buttocks courtesy of the rattan cane he was wielding. Even from a distance it was easy to see the parallel lines of red welts crisscrossing the woman’s bottom.
Despite the room feeling warm, Marley shivered. Her own ass ached out of sympathy just imagining how much a caning might hurt. Her brain revolted at the thought of ever being on the receiving end of such a severe punishment, but the rest of her body ached with a need she couldn’t put words to. It was more than a little confusing.
“What’s wrong with me?” The words left her mouth before she realized she had said them out loud.
“There is absolutely nothing wrong with you.”
“But I shouldn’t get excited by someone else’s pain,” she protested, nervously looking at the floor.
“Look around this room.” Her Dom lifted her chin, forcing her to take in the entire club living out their own scenes of pain and pleasure.
“If getting off on watching is wrong, then you’re in very good company.”
He wasn’t wrong. It still made her feel guilty.
Seconds later he’d spun her body around so that she was facing him instead of the stage. She could still hear the strikes of the cane punishing the submissive on the stage but now she had a front row seat to the heat in her Dom’s eyes as he looked like he wanted to devour her.
A small smile played at his lips as he reached for the buckle of his belt. “I think it’s time you pay attention to things happening a bit closer to you than what’s happening on the stage.”
Marley licked her lips self-consciously as she glanced down in time to watch her Dom unzip his dress slacks and pull his hard cock out. It was long and thick and she suspected he knew exactly how to use the bad-boy.
His short order of “Open wide,” was her only warning before his fingers weaved through her hair, pressing her face down until the tip of his cock popped between her lips. The salty taste of precum hit her tongue as he lifted his hips, thrusting his shaft deep enough to jam against the back of her throat.
He wasn’t gentle and that suited her perfectly. He was a man possessed, using her mouth until she grew light-headed. She slapped her palms against his muscular thighs, demanding a gasping breath.
“That’s it, Marley. Get me nice and hard so I can fuck you like you deserve.”
His dirty promise pushed her need higher. She’d barely known the man for an hour. It was scandalous. She didn’t even know what his name was and yet as he continued to face fuck her, all she could think about was having him inside her.
She vaguely heard the slapping sound of others having sex around them just as her own Dom yanked her mouth away from his shaft.
“Climb on, baby. I want to suck your tits while you ride my cock,” he demanded as he grabbed her biceps, helping to pull her off the floor to her feet.
Marley didn’t need to be told twice. She climbed onto his lap, spreading her legs wide to line up her needy pussy perfectly.
Their eyes met just as she felt the velvety tip of his penis sliding through her wet slit. His brown eyes were dark with the same kind of gnawing need she was pretty sure she was displaying back at him.
The upward thrust of his hips coincided with him pulling her body down as he called out one word… “Mine!”
It was crazy really. They barely knew each other yet in that moment, she felt closer to him than she had any other human being. His hips pistoned hard and fast, filling her pussy again and again as his shaft grew impossibly harder and longer, touching her in ways that made her feel almost virginal.
His mouth devoured her nipple, nibbling and sucking hard enough he was surely leaving his mark. The thought pushed her higher until all she could think about was coming.
Taking his mouth away from her breast, he demanded “I hope you’re on birth control because I don’t want to stop to put on a condom.” His hips thrust up extra hard as if to make his point.
“On the pill…” she managed to grunt out as she slammed down onto his lap.
He filled her perfectly, changing the angle of entry just enough to touch her g-spot, sending her over the cliff and free falling into the strongest orgasm of her life. Marley collapsed like a wet noodle into his arms as her Dom chased his own climax, shooting hot cum deep inside her seconds later until she could feel the wetness spilling out around his still buried shaft.
“Wow…” His single word broke through her euphoric haze. “That was amazing."
“Breathe.”
Her Dom’s order against the shell of her ear was welcome as it overrode the booming voice of the owner, Derek, piping through the sound system, explaining to the spectators what was about to happen to the submissive on display.
Marley took sips of air as her pulse pounded faster listening to the scene unfolding just a few dozen feet away center stage.
“I see you’re enjoying the show,” her Dom accused in her ear.
She wanted to deny it, but the pool of juice his fingers were sliding through called her a liar. A zing of pleasure zapped through her body with each light brush of his fingertips against her pulsing clit.
“More…” she begged, humping her body up and down, trying to get him to stop teasing her and plunge his fingers inside her instead.
“So needy…” he teased. “I don’t think you’ve earned the right to come yet.”
Marley whined out of frustration. As her Dom hugged her from behind, she felt his own hard shaft poking against her lower back.
Deciding it was only fair that she tease him in return, she wiggled her ass between his open legs, drawing a few groans of desire from him in return.
His soft chuckle warmed her further. “Such a naughty girl, teasing your Dom.”
“Who says I’m teasing?” she bantered back playfully, more than ready to make good on her promise.
The next swat cracked against her naked ass. “I didn’t hear a Sir in there,” he warned.
Little did he know that Marley had begun to crave the small dose of pain he was doling out with the periodic spanks.
A long and powerful scream from center stage dragged Marley’s attention back to the poor submissive strung up on her tip-toes against the wooden post. The woman’s Dom had just delivered a line of fire across her buttocks courtesy of the rattan cane he was wielding. Even from a distance it was easy to see the parallel lines of red welts crisscrossing the woman’s bottom.
Despite the room feeling warm, Marley shivered. Her own ass ached out of sympathy just imagining how much a caning might hurt. Her brain revolted at the thought of ever being on the receiving end of such a severe punishment, but the rest of her body ached with a need she couldn’t put words to. It was more than a little confusing.
“What’s wrong with me?” The words left her mouth before she realized she had said them out loud.
“There is absolutely nothing wrong with you.”
“But I shouldn’t get excited by someone else’s pain,” she protested, nervously looking at the floor.
“Look around this room.” Her Dom lifted her chin, forcing her to take in the entire club living out their own scenes of pain and pleasure.
“If getting off on watching is wrong, then you’re in very good company.”
He wasn’t wrong. It still made her feel guilty.
Seconds later he’d spun her body around so that she was facing him instead of the stage. She could still hear the strikes of the cane punishing the submissive on the stage but now she had a front row seat to the heat in her Dom’s eyes as he looked like he wanted to devour her.
A small smile played at his lips as he reached for the buckle of his belt. “I think it’s time you pay attention to things happening a bit closer to you than what’s happening on the stage.”
Marley licked her lips self-consciously as she glanced down in time to watch her Dom unzip his dress slacks and pull his hard cock out. It was long and thick and she suspected he knew exactly how to use the bad-boy.
His short order of “Open wide,” was her only warning before his fingers weaved through her hair, pressing her face down until the tip of his cock popped between her lips. The salty taste of precum hit her tongue as he lifted his hips, thrusting his shaft deep enough to jam against the back of her throat.
He wasn’t gentle and that suited her perfectly. He was a man possessed, using her mouth until she grew light-headed. She slapped her palms against his muscular thighs, demanding a gasping breath.
“That’s it, Marley. Get me nice and hard so I can fuck you like you deserve.”
His dirty promise pushed her need higher. She’d barely known the man for an hour. It was scandalous. She didn’t even know what his name was and yet as he continued to face fuck her, all she could think about was having him inside her.
She vaguely heard the slapping sound of others having sex around them just as her own Dom yanked her mouth away from his shaft.
“Climb on, baby. I want to suck your tits while you ride my cock,” he demanded as he grabbed her biceps, helping to pull her off the floor to her feet.
Marley didn’t need to be told twice. She climbed onto his lap, spreading her legs wide to line up her needy pussy perfectly.
Their eyes met just as she felt the velvety tip of his penis sliding through her wet slit. His brown eyes were dark with the same kind of gnawing need she was pretty sure she was displaying back at him.
The upward thrust of his hips coincided with him pulling her body down as he called out one word… “Mine!”
It was crazy really. They barely knew each other yet in that moment, she felt closer to him than she had any other human being. His hips pistoned hard and fast, filling her pussy again and again as his shaft grew impossibly harder and longer, touching her in ways that made her feel almost virginal.
His mouth devoured her nipple, nibbling and sucking hard enough he was surely leaving his mark. The thought pushed her higher until all she could think about was coming.
Taking his mouth away from her breast, he demanded “I hope you’re on birth control because I don’t want to stop to put on a condom.” His hips thrust up extra hard as if to make his point.
“On the pill…” she managed to grunt out as she slammed down onto his lap.
He filled her perfectly, changing the angle of entry just enough to touch her g-spot, sending her over the cliff and free falling into the strongest orgasm of her life. Marley collapsed like a wet noodle into his arms as her Dom chased his own climax, shooting hot cum deep inside her seconds later until she could feel the wetness spilling out around his still buried shaft.
“Wow…” His single word broke through her euphoric haze. “That was amazing."