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  He tugged me against him and kissed me hard on the lips. “You are in for a major spanking, young lady.”

  I relished the thought. I would have to be late more often, it always seemed to rile him. “Yes, sir.”

  We arrived at the restaurant and were shown to a private table. Curtains skirted around us on all sides except for the window side. The city twinkled in the darkness of the night.

  Michael ordered for us and the meal was delivered quickly. “Tell me about your weekend.”

  “Studied, mostly,” I replied. “Did you get all your work done?”

  “Mostly. I thought about you for a great portion of the time I was away.”

  “Really?”

  “Yes. I thought about how much I wanted to suck on your nipples. I craved the taste of your wet pussy. And mostly, I wanted my cock inside your tight cunt. Every night I remembered the way you make that little gasping sound when you come and I really wanted to hear it.”

  My pussy tingled at the thought. “You must have been tortured.”

  “I was. Next time, you’re coming with me. I’m not leaving you behind again.”

  “Just so you can have sex with me?” I teased. The thought of going with him was very appealing. If he wanted to take me just so we could fuck when he felt like it, so be it. I wouldn’t be complaining.

  “You know you mean more to me than that.”

  “Do I?” I wanted him to say it. I couldn’t presume anything in this relationship.

  “Yes, Carly, you do. Now eat up so I can give you that spanking you deserve. Tonight, I will be using a paddle.”

  “A new toy, sounds fun. Will this be taking place in your secret sex room?”

  Michael’s lips quirked into a cheeky smile. “Is that where you want to play tonight?”

  “Yes, please.” We hadn’t fucked in his secret room yet. It was next to his normal bedroom, only accessed through a secret doorway. I couldn’t wait to try it out, but he was yet to lead us there.

  “I have some specific rules about that room. Failure to follow them will have consequences.”

  “You better tell me the rules then.”

  “You are not permitted to wear any clothes in that room. They must be left at the door. Second, you must obey my every command. I am the master once we step inside and you are my servant. Only the use of the safe word can stop anything.”

  They didn’t sound so bad. I trusted Michael, he wouldn’t tell me to do anything bad. “Is that it?”

  “If you do something to displease me, I will use corporal punishment on you. That may be with the paddle, whip, or my hand.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “You will refer to me as master in that room.”

  “Yes, master.” I smiled, hoping it would reassure him that I was ready and willing to play in his secret room. I understood his rules were serious.

  We didn’t have any dessert. Both of us were keen to get back to his place. His driver took us there and we hurried inside.

  I was filled with glee as we headed toward the secret room. Michael stopped at the door. “Remember the rules, Carly. I don’t want to punish you multiple times in one night.”

  The first rule was no clothing. I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. Next, I removed my bra and panties under his watchful gaze. My pussy was wet with anticipation and I was so ready to have Michael’s cock inside me.

  Only when I was naked, did he open the door. “Let’s go play.”

  We went inside and I stood still, waiting for my first command. Michael strode over to the large chest of drawers and pulled out a wooden paddle. He sat on the edge of the bed and patted his lap. “Come here for your spanking.”

  I hurried to the bed and bent over his lap. He rubbed at my naked ass, warming the cold skin. Suddenly, the paddle came down and gave me a sharp sting before his hand caressed the area.

  “What is this punishment for, Carly?” He tapped my ass again with the paddle. The sting was only momentary and I found I actually liked it. The contrast between the paddle and his hand made new wetness curl between my legs.

  “For being late, master,” I replied.

  “Good. You must always know what you are being punished for. I will never do it without reason.” The paddle came down again and I jumped with the surprise. “You can stand now.”

  I shuffled from his lap and stood. My ass still stung deliciously. Michael stood and removed his clothes. He did it quickly and efficiently while I watched, eagerly waiting for the site of his thick, erect cock.

  “Come with me,” he ordered.

  Michael led me across the room to an X-shaped structure. It was bolted to the wall with restraints built into it. He positioned me in front of it and took my wrists in turn, tying them in the leather cuffs on the top arms of the X. “Move your legs apart as far as they will go.”

  It will difficult spreading my legs too far with my wrists cuffed as they wouldn’t let me move downwards. When I had them spread, Michael also cuffed them with leather that extended out from the structure.

  My body was in its own version of an X. Michael studied me carefully. “Very nice, Carly.” He went to the drawers again and pulled out two items. “These are nipple clamps. They will sting slightly. If you can’t handle them, tell me and we’ll take it slower.”

  “Yes, master.”

  I watched as he secured the circular clamps around my erect nipples. They were made from cold metal which quickly warmed. They were connected with a chain that Michael pulled on when they were in place.

  The clamps bit into my nipples and a lightning bolt sizzled down to my pussy. I throbbed with the sensation, enjoying the discovery of something so pleasurable. It felt incredibly sexy being tied up and under his command. I couldn’t wait to see what he would do next.

  Michael moved his body against mine so his hard cock pressed against my belly. I longed for him to touch my clit. His lips went to my neck, kissing up a storm that raged inside me.

  His hand slid down my side and across my stomach until he reached my hips. He cupped my pussy and pushed his fingers along my clit. I sighed with relief as he started rubbing my nub with gentle caresses.

  I pushed my hips against him as he intensified his strokes. My clit was battered as my body sagged into swirls of happiness. If I wasn’t cuffed, I may have crumpled all the way to the floor.

  “You like that, servant?”

  “Yes, master.”

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard now. You will tell me how much you are enjoying it.”

  I nodded and bit my lip as his fingers relentlessly toyed with my clit. He stepped back to reposition his cock so it was at my entrance. He thrust into me without holding anything back. I was soaked and ready for him, taking every inch he offered me.

  Michael fucked me hard, just like he promised. I moaned with the sensations as my body was forced against the wood of the X. I couldn’t move because of the cuffs but I didn’t need to. Michael knew what he was doing, proving ownership of my body in this secret room.

  His hand rubbed at my clit as my entire body heated with desire. His hips continued to thrust, his thick cock pounding into me with ease. Our bodies moved together as he grunted with the effort of fucking me.

  “Come for me, servant. I want to hear your pleasure,” he commanded.

  His fingers pressed down hard on my nub and I was gone. “Argh. Oh my god. Master, it’s so good. I…I can’t.” The orgasm was too much as it rocketed through me. Stars exploded in front of my eyes as everything turned into fire inside me.

  Michael came just moments after me. “Fuck yeah, Carly. You are the sexiest woman I have ever known. My cock, fuck.”

  It didn’t matter how loud we were in this room. His housekeeper would never hear us. He’d told me once that it was soundproofed, as was his bedroom. Michael had big plans when he built this space.

  He hugged me as we experienced the joy together. I was panting from the thrill and excitement, still riding the waves of unspeaka
ble happiness. I felt it everywhere, never wanting it to stop.

  We stayed there together for a long time. Michael’s cock slid out of me and we disconnected. He took off my cuffs and kissed my wrists. “I love this,” I whispered.

  “What part?”

  “The cuffs, the spanking, all of this. I love it, master.”

  His eyes widened. “Really? You’re not just doing this because I asked you to?”

  “Not at all. It makes everything so much better. We can be anyone in this room. Nobody ever has to know what we do in here. It’s our secret.”

  He bundled me into his arms and carried me over to a large armchair. We sat down as I curled onto his lap. “I always knew you were special, Carly. I always hoped this would happen but I never dreamed it possible. You are mine and you always will be.”

  “Yes, master,” I replied. Not because of his rules, but because I truly believed him to be my master. He owned my body and my heart. He could have all of me willingly.

  We hugged on the armchair until our naked skin started to cool down. When I shivered, Michael said, “How about some dessert? My fridge is fully stocked downstairs.”

  “Do you have anything with chocolate in it?” I asked. We’d both worked up an appetite.

  “Of course I do.” He smiled and it took my breath away all over again. “There’s lingerie in the bottom drawer. Put some on and we’ll go downstairs.”

  I climbed off Michael’s lap and found the drawer he indicated. I slipped on a hot pink lace teddy while he put his trunks back on. We went downstairs to the kitchen.

  As promised, Michael’s fridge was packed with food both healthy and unhealthy. Chocolate mousse caught my attention first. He even had some cream to add on top. We ate at the breakfast bar and it seemed so normal after doing something so intimate upstairs. My life had become a dream.

  “I’m going sailing with your father next weekend. He’s going to ask you and your mother to join us,” Michael said. “I would like it if you said yes and came with us.”

  “What if they work out what we’re doing? Maybe it’s safer that I don’t go,” I replied. It seemed like we were playing with fire. Surely we would get burned eventually if that were the case.

  “We’ll have to be discreet. If we play it right, they won’t suspect a thing.”

  “I’ll spend the whole trip thinking about you naked.”

  He laughed. “So will I. Know that every time I look at you, I will be picturing you underneath me with my cock inside your cunt. Every. Time.”

  Going on the sailing trip sounded dangerous. But it also sounded temptingly sexy. I wanted to be there so Michael could imagine me like he described. I wanted to silently torture him into wanting to fuck me. I wanted him to be so horny that he would take me to a quiet corner and teach his servant a lesson.

  As long as I was in this thoughts, everything would be just rosy.

  “Okay, I’ll go,” I finally said.

  As long as we didn’t get caught, our forbidden affair could continue. We would have to be careful, but that didn’t seem like something Michael would have a problem with when it came to me.

  We were going to have to act like we didn’t mean anything to each other. I already knew that would be difficult. My pussy always throbbed for him.

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