HUNGER 3

Cum is dribbling down my face as I lay there restrained and gasping for breath. Your cock twitches a few inches from my mouth and even after taking your huge load, I’m still eager for more. I watch you walk out of the room and return with a bottle of expensive champagne in a bucket of ice. Placing it on the nightstand, you take an ice cube in your hand and drag it across my lips. My tongue darts out for a lick and you watch my mouth intensely as I slip it inside and suck on it. It melts in no time and you reach for another one. This one gets pressed against my stiff nipples and sends me into a writhing mess. You smirk and drag the melting ice across my chest to the other nipple. My eyes flutter as water starts to pool in the valley between my breasts. I let out a sigh and look up at you, noticing your impressive erection. "You’re still rock hard," I murmur. "I didn’t allow myself to cum all week. I’m not going soft until I’m satisfied, and I’m far from it." You grab one more ice cube and shove it inside my pussy. I yelp and pull at the restraints which only make you chuckle. The coldness numbs me quickly and is followed by a dull ache of pain. You shove another one inside and I can feel the cold water dripping down my ass crack. You tease my pussy with one finger until the ice is gone and you are satisfied that I’ve suffered enough. "Drink?" You ask and I nod. You untie just my wrists and pour two glasses. Handing me one, I tip it back and swallow it down. The bubbles tickle my throat and I let out a giggle. I hand you back the empty glass but you put it down instead of refilling it. I push out my lower lip and pout. "On your stomach now," you order. "It’s play time." My heart races with anticipation as I eye up my two gifts on the bed. I raise my ass up as you strip off your shirt and get behind me. My eyelids flutter when your hand touches my bottom. You’re soft and sweet - slowly caressing my cheeks and pushing your fingers between them. I let out a gasp and arch my back when I feel just a slight graze of your finger touch my asshole. "I have wanted to spank and play with your big, beautiful ass the moment I met you. It’s so round and firm - perfect for punishing." "I’ve been hoping for this," I gush. "You have no idea." "Oh I do, don’t kid yourself. Your hints are far from subtle." I stifle a giggle against the sheet and wiggle my butt. "I know what you want before you know you even want it," you say. "And since you’ve been such a good girl and have followed my instructions perfectly so far…" You reach out beside me and grip the leather paddle. "You’ve earned a night like tonight." I hear the paddle whip through the air and land hard on my right cheek. I shriek from the harsh stinging sensation rippling up my spine. Pain comes first and it catches me off guard. Before I have time to process it, you bring it down hard on my other cheek. "You like that?" You growl. "Yes! Fuck yes!" You give each cheek two more hard whacks before pausing to rub my aching flesh. Your touch soothes me and gives me pause to gather all the strength I have to handle this. The pain is worse than I imagined it to be, but thank god for the little moments of pleasure mixed it. The more you strike me, the better I become at accepting it without flinching or tensing up. You eventually switch things up and go for the cat o’nine tails; letting the leather strips softly tickle against my swollen ass, I wiggle around the bed and bite down on my arm to fight the pain. You pick up speed and slap the toy hard against my ass multiple times before pausing to caress with your hand. Back and forth this goes - slap, slap, rub, slap. You even drop in a few kisses to tease and excite me. It doesn’t take long before I am whimpering and muttering incoherently. My pussy is dripping down my thighs and my head is spinning. By the time you switch back to the paddle, my whole ass is numb and tingling like pins and needles. This time the pain is muted to a dull ache. I count each strike in my head until you reach fifteen. "Do you want to see? It’s quite beautiful." "Yes," I whisper and take a deep breath. I hear the click of your camera and you perch your naked butt on the edge of the bed to show me. I suck in a breath and frown. "Jesus!" My whole entire ass is all different shades of red. I even see a few spots where dark bruises are already forming. I can make out a few heart shapes among the wreckage. "Raise your ass up again." You stand up and I hear a bunch of clicks as you take shot after shot. Your photography is what drew me to you from the very beginning. Just the thought of having a picture of my tortured bottom on display in your portfolio makes my pussy wet. "God, your body is exquisite - so curvaceous and soft. I can’t stop myself from objectifying you and finding more things that turn me on."