Beck and Call(90)

By: Abby Gordon



Her eyes widened as they lifted to meet his fiery blue ones. He was going to take her in the ass. It made sense, some still-coherent part of her brain rationalized. He’d fucked her pussy and mouth. To complete his domination over her he would fuck her ass. A shiver swept through her body. She wasn’t sure if it was fear or erotic anticipation at the thought of this man, her man, her master, taking her 220



Beck And Call



absolutely and completely.

“Serena?”

“Master, in-box. Please!”

He gave her one more swat and caught her hips.

The orgasm tore through her. Lifting her as she came, he steadily pressed his engorged cock into her anus. Serena gasped at the intrusion. His cock came against the still strongly vibrating dildo, pushing her into another orgasm. Instinct told her to resist but as a third orgasm began to build in her, all she could do was surrender.

“Master,” she sighed, relaxing completely against the spanking bench.

He drove completely into her. For a long moment, he didn’t move, just letting her mind process his presence in that area of her body. She didn’t know how he knew when she was ready to continue. As her body accepted him, her hips shifted.

His hands gripped her tightly and he began stroking.

Serena’s arms strained to free herself as her head came up. A low keening sound came from her throat. Her hips lifted in silent plea for his possession. She wasn’t Serena anymore. She was female. She was his. Whatever he wanted of her.

“Master!” her hoarse voice begged. “Please. Take me.”

Reaching forward, he released the clamps, letting them fall to the floor. His heavy male body rested on hers. Their musky scents filled her nostrils with every breath and she moaned.

“Now you are completely mine,” he whispered in her ear. “Completely.”

“Yes,” she sighed.

Gripping her hips, he pounded into her as orgasms ripped repeatedly through her. With a roar, he lifted off her, frozen in time as his cock pulsed into her. Serena felt a few much smaller orgasms 221



Abby Gordon



with each throb of release, her body attuned to his.

It didn’t matter how he took her, she realized. She would adjust to whatever he needed. Whatever he wanted.

But her body had been through much and, with a sigh, she felt herself go limp.

He pulled the dildo and harness from her.

Flipping the catches for the cuffs, he lifted her and carried her to the bed. Curving his body around hers, he closed his eyes, relishing the knowledge that this woman was his in every way.

“Master.”

“Keith,” he told her. “Only in the playroom am I master.”

“I have another confession.”

“What’s that?”

“I exaggerated. I played with myself, but I didn’t come,” she whispered. “I just…”

He groaned. She’d lied to get a punishment!

“Serena, what the hell am I going to do with you?”

Turning in his arms so they faced each other, she smiled, wrapping her fingers around his cock.

“I’m sure you’ll come up with something.”

“I just don’t know if I’ll have any energy left.”

“I’ll take very, very good care of you,” she promised, placing kisses on his chest. “I read in a book that it’s what a submissive does.”

“Just remember that you are at my beck and call,” he told her, running a hand down her back to squeeze an ass cheek. “Not the other way around.”

“Of course, Master,” she grinned.

“Minx,” he muttered, covering her mouth with his to silence her.

Hot Read

Last Updated

Recommend

Top Books