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  “Had enough?” Jack’s voice sounded as though he was enjoying watching her squirm.

  “I… I don’t know!” Lydia shook her head to try and clear away the stars she was seeing. Jack ran the riding crop over her sore legs, causing the blood to flood her nether regions and then, slowly, ran the crop over her sex.

  Lydia froze as she felt the leather grace over her clitoris, labia and anus, fearing for the damage a blow to them might do. But Jack Riding was kind this time, and simply sought out his submissive’s clitoris again and gently rubbed it with the soft end of the riding crop.

  It was different to a hand, different again from a sex toy, and the smoothness of the leather running slickly and quickly over her swollen clit made Lydia moan gently. Jack squeezed her slap-marks with his free hand and increased the sensations inside and out of Lydia’s body. She surrendered to this new pleasure as the friction increased.

  Chapter Four

  Jack Riding continued his assault on Lydia’s clitoris and she cried out as her pleasure mounted. As she began to twitch with the start of an orgasmic wave, he let the riding crop fall and leaned over her naked back to whisper in her ear.

  “Why did you join the website?”

  “Because,” she gasped. “Because no man has ever been able to make me come before he does when fucking me,” she turned her head slightly. “Can you do it?”

  “I can’t promise anything,” Jack replied with a smile. “Now, head down,” he pushed her dark locks over her face and took a hold of her hips. “I like a challenge,” he added, touching just the tip of his cock to her wetness. She tried to back into him and received a slap on her backside for her trouble. “Keep still,” he snapped, and she fought to relax her limbs. Her legs, splayed apart with the restraint revealing and displaying their hidden treasures, which Jack pressed minutely against.

  Lydia felt the amazingness of having a lover just touching her – resting his hot, pink glans against her entrance, but not actively seeking it. Her wetness mixed with Jack’s pre-cum and they seemed to be joined in the heat of the moment.

  Then, with barely any thrusting at all, Jack pressed inside her, slowly entering her passage, whilst all the time stroking her clitoris, gently, gently. Heat radiated all over Lydia’s flesh and she felt the wounds Jack had given her glow with a strange mix of pleasure and pain, heightened by this welcome intrusion into her sex. She felt the glowing head of his cock pushing her sex open – making way for the long, thick shaft behind it. She felt, more keenly than before, the way her sex rippled and fluttered over the man’s cock, tasting and touching every time morsel of it. It was more intimate than she had ever felt before.

  Her clitoris pulsed and twitched as Jack’s cock brushed over her g-spot, sending sparks of pleasure over her whole sex. There was a moment where she was sure she would orgasm, and then as Jack squeezed her wounded buttocks again, it dwindled and died frustratingly. Lydia moaned, and her dominant partner gave her another fierce slap – his cock not even halfway inside her yet – it seemed to be a warning against eagerness. The slap made her insides convulse and suck the man’s cock deeper inside her body. Jack slapped her again and his erection slipped still deeper within the formerly vanilla woman. Every slap he delivered made his erection inch inside her, and she longed for the next blow, so she could feel all of him.

  Twelve blows were delivered before Jack was completely sheathed inside Lydia. He paused, moving slightly as Lydia’s passage stretch and fluttered over his large erection. There was a moment where he rolled his hips to feel her width, and Lydia made a small noise of satisfaction. Then, the next steps began.

  Jack withdrew quickly and thrust back inside with purpose. There was a beautiful rhythm to his movements, and Lydia responded by raising her hips as best she could to allow him as much depth as she could give. As he inserted himself back inside her, with no resistance, he bumped her cervix, giving another pleasure / pain response in her now willing submissive body. Lydia could feel warm pain as Jack’s pelvis hit her slap-marks and whip-lines, but she did not tell him to stop. The combination of pain and pleasure was making her wetter and hotter than ever before, and the idea of being fucked by a complete stranger in his own torture chamber was only a small part of it.

  Jack fucked her forcefully, yet slowly, making it clear he was in charge. His thick cock stretched her passage, making her cry out with each sensation – she could feel every bit of him buried inside her. All she needed now was speed.

  “Ready?” his voice asked, sounding thick with arousal.

  “Yes,” she said, gripping the curved table’s legs with her hands and taking a deep breath. What happened next she could not have ever imagined. Jack thrust and pounded into her with a speed she had never known from a man before. His thick cock’s head rubbed her g-spot gloriously, making her sex seem to catch fire with desire. She threw her head back and made noises like an animal, desperate for this to not be wasted. His finger, still on her clitoris, moved so slightly it could barely have been said to have moved at all, but the movement of his thrusts rubbed her pelvis on his hands and did the work for him.

  Lydia felt she was getting herself off on someone else’s hands, and she realised this was something she had control over. Every time Jack pounded inside her, she directed her pelvis to hit his fingers and therefore her slick clit. She was so close – if only he wouldn’t stop…

  And then she realised he wasn’t going to stop. She was going to get what she wanted – and more. Her pleasure barrier was dropping and breaking down – sweat formed on her forehead and she could feel her vagina trembling and clenching. She relaxed and then it came.

  In waves, producing a wetness she had not expected, washing from her clitoris, through her cunt, down her injured legs and over her injured buttocks. They all seemed to catch fire as the waves of pleasurable pain broke down and made Lydia cry out like she had never done before.

  All the while, Jack continued to fuck her, prolonging the sensations and making them more intense. His cock drew out her orgasm and made her ride the waves of pleasure through to the climax of his own. As his last fierce thrusts pushed deep inside her she clenched her fists and closed her eyes as hic cock erupted and he came inside her; roaring victory as hot semen filled her cunt, overflowing so it dripped down her legs. They stayed connected for a time, Jack’s cock pulsing and moving inside Lydia, until he withdrew with a final, knee-shaking blow to her legs with the back of his hand.

  “That’s lesson one over with,” he said, getting his breath back. He knelt to unbuckle the leg restraint and Lydia reached for the floor with her toes, too tired to stand by herself. She stayed leaning on the table, her legs wobbling with pleasure.

  “Lesson one?” she gasped.

  “Indeed,” Jack handed her a glass of water and took a drink himself. “You’ve only dipped a toe into the waters of my world. Come swim in them with me?”

  Lydia looked at her new partner, with his dark blond hair, wet with sweat, and his now flaccid cock that had given her what she most desired. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” she grinned.

  Preview from next book in the ‘Bound’ series: ‘Bound Together’

  Synopsis: Lydia has survived her first brush with the world of BDSM, but her plunge into dangerous waters has only just begun. Lydia’s’ feelings for Jack increase as her pain and pleasure do, but how can she distance love and lust in a world dominated by pain?

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  Lydia felt the hot head of Jack’s cock bump against her cheek and she opened her mouth slightly, wondering if she was ready to receive it. The salty intrusion that opened her jaw fully confirmed it, and she let Jack enter her mouth at his pace, feeling the heat of his glans run over her tongue, and back, towards her tonsils. She swallowed expertly, feeling the secret delight she always had when she was able to deep-throat her lovers. She felt the thick head of Jack’s erection slip down her throat and then her nose made contact with his body and she knew he was completely inside her; her mouth and h
er throat were full of him, and she swallowed around the mass inside her, feeling every little bit of him. Jack hissed in pleasure as she did so, and began to move himself inside her mouth.

  Lydia felt her sex tremble and open in response to Jack fucking her mouth. She licked the shaft of his erection, tasting the bitter taste of his pre-cum and sweat. Jack’s hand was on her head, and despite her lack of vision, she felt safe and only mildly unsatisfied. What she wished for was for the trusting cock to leave her throat and enter her cunt instead.

  As if sensing her need, Jack withdrew with a shudder from Lydia’s mouth, leaving saliva and pre-cum filling her mouth, which she promptly swallowed, tasting the man she desired so much. There was the sound of another object being dragged, and then Lydia was brought to her feet, stumbling and gasping.

  “What’s happening?” she asked, turning her head as if she could make the blindfold disappear.

  “What you want,” came the soft reply, and Lydia felt herself being turned to face the other way, and Jack’s strong hands bringing her closer to him. She could feel the heat of his body on her skin, although she could not see him, and she wondered what was to happen next, before those same strong hands squeezed her wounds of beating and she cried out.

  “Ah! That feels hot!” she wriggled slightly in his grasp.

  “And does it hurt?” he asked.

  “Yeah, it does,” she said truthfully.

  “And… how does this feel?” without warning, two biting clamps were clipped into Lydia’s nipples and she squealed, trying to bring her hands to her breasts, forgetting they were tied together.

  “Ouch! That really stings!” she said, squashing her breasts together with her arms in an effort to prize off the clamps.

  “Come here,” Jack pulled her towards him, backwards and the backs of her legs met his knees. She realised he was seated and, ignoring the bite of the clamps on her sore nipples, swung a leg over his and backed up, so, if he wished, he could penetrate her and bury his cock, wet from her mouth, inside her open and ready cunt.