Alex looked down and realized; even with all this going on, he was still rock hard for the very girl who was letting another man fondle her boobs now.
“I gave her her job back, I redesigned this place for her, and she decides to mock me by letting other men look and touch her body.”
Meanwhile, Lena was having the time of her life.
Not from grinding on this stranger that smelled like garlic, but from the thrill of Alex’s jealousy.
“When is he going to drag me off this piece of shit and give me a good punishment?” she asked herself.
Then she stopped her movement.
“I think it’s our turn now.”
“Hey, why did you stop? I’m about to cum.” The man she was riding asked.
Lena only grinned at him, then she reached for the “A” pendant dangling from her waistline above her crotch.
She unhooked it and changed its position to the back, just above her butt crack.
She held the man’s face again, slowly starting her grinds again.
“Spank me while I ride you, okay handsome?” she traced the man’s lower lip with her finger.
He nodded like a fool.
She gave one incredibly slow glide across the man’s crotch…
and he spanked her.
Lena hissed from the sting.
“Who the hell doesn’t know spanks are for ass or boobs?” She eyed the fool, wondering where the fuck Alex was and why he hadn’t punched all these drunk men yet.
Just then, strong arms lifted her up from the man’s lap.
Her body instantly recognized who it was, but she still resisted.
“Let me go!”
“Shut up, Lena.” He slung her over his shoulder.
As he carried her to God knows where, Lena saw some security guards beating up the man she had been straddling and the men who had gathered around her before.
She knew Alex had instructed them to do that, and the thought made her pussy ache even more.
“Took you so long, Alexi,” she thought to herself.
Still, she kicked and fought to be set free, until Alex gave a sharp spank to her butt.
Lena yelped a moan.
Now, her arousal was definitely trickling down her thighs.
“What the fuck was that, Lena?” Alex’s fury was matched in his voice as he fumbled with the keycard for the platinum-plated door.
“I don’t know, maybe an impatient slut doing impatient slut stuff, no?”
That earned her another spank to her butt, and she cried out his name.
The door shoved open and Alex marched in with Lena, then threw her on the bed.
He returned to the lock and locked it.
The brightness of the room was a sharp contrast to the club’s darkness.
Lena had never seen a playroom this white before.
A large, low platform bed dominated the center, covered in white faux fur.
One wall was a mirror.
Another held a neatly organized display of toys.
A small bar cart held liquor and glasses.
The bright lights exposed every detail of Lena’s skin; the flush, the slick shine between her legs, the trembling of her limbs…
All of which Alex took in as he unbuckled his belt.
He stepped closer, circling Lena like a predator.
“All that bravado on the dance floor. That bratty little mouth.” He stopped in front of her.
“Who do you belong to, Lena?”
She lifted her chin.
“Myself.”
He bent over her and his hand flashed out, not to hit her, but to grab the dangling “A” pendant.
He gave it a sharp, painful tug.
She yelped.
“Try again.” He pressed the metal into her clit.
Pleasure-pain arced through her.
“You…” she whimpered.
“Louder.”
“You! Alex… I belong to you.”
He threw the pendant.
“Now get on your knees and explain why you were being such a brat.”
The order brooked no argument.
The power dynamic had shifted utterly.
Lena’s brattiness was crumbling under the weight of his dominance and her own overwhelming desire.
She sank to her knees on the cool white floor.
He stood over her, discarding his belt.
He remained there, hands in his pockets, intentionally doing nothing.
“Alex, stop the torment!” Lena groaned in frustration, nuzzling the tip of his straining cock.
“Why?” He fisted her hair.
“You want my cock?
I thought you wanted that man’s.
Perhaps he’ll taste better than your best friend, huh?”
“Of course not,” her hands moved to his bulge.
“There’s no cock sweeter than yours.” She gave it a light tug and Alex groaned.
“Take a look Lena.”
She reached for his zipper and unzipped it.
Then she pushed his pants and boxer briefs down just enough to free his cock.
“Jesus,” Lena’s mouth dried.
His cock was… monumental.
Thick and approximately 19 cm long, with prominent vein running along its length.
The broad head was flushed a glistening deep red-purple.
It was bigger than she remembered from her mouth, more intimidating, more beautiful.
It stood proudly at full mast, curving slightly upward towards his stomach.
She opened her mouth wide, the awe and want stripping away her last pretense.
But he didn’t thrust in.
He placed the broad head against her lips, smearing pre-cum on them.
She licked her lips, then took just the head into her mouth.
The taste was musky and sweet.
She swirled her tongue around its sensitive ridge.
“Shit…” Alex shuddered, unknowingly thrusting into her mouth.
He pulled back the moment he realized.
“Hands on the fur.”
Lena took the position, bending over the bed and presenting her ass to him.
In the mirrored wall, she saw their reflection: her on display, him standing behind her, his cock jutting out angrily.
“This,” he said, running a hot palm over one cheek, “is mine.” His hand came down in a sharp, stinging slap.
Lena cried out, more from shock than pain.
A warm bloom spread across her skin.
“Why did you let another man feel that ass?” Smack.
“Why did you tease me in front of everyone?” Smack.
“Who do you fucking belong to?” Smack.
Each slap lit up her nerve endings. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
It was punishment, yes, but it was also claiming.
With every strike, the tension in her body melted into a submissive puddle of need.
Tears pricked her eyes, but they were mixed with overwhelming arousal.
She was wetter than she’d ever been.
“You,” Lena sobbed into the fur.
“I belong to you, Alex. Only you.”
He stopped spanking.
Lena thought this was the part where his hands would soothe her heated skin, but what she got instead was the sound of a foil packet.
“No,” she protested.
“No condom, please.
I want to feel you.
I want you to nut in me.”
“Oh yeah?” He grinned devilishly, wearing the condom on.
“Alex, baby, please…
come on…
don’t use a condom…
I beg you…”
“Well guess what?” He grabbed her waist and lined his rubber-covered head against her entrance.
“You don’t deserve to receive my cum.” With that, he thrust in brutally until his hips were against her ass.
“Ah!” Lena cried, pained from the rushed entry.
She clenched the fur.
The stretch was breathtaking.
“Alex…
you’re so big…
I don’t want the condom…”
“Beg me, and maybe I’ll tear off this rubber.”
“Please.
Just…
fucking please…”
He grabbed her hair and lifted her head up.
His face was a mask of primal satisfaction, watching hers which was struggling to comprehend the feeling of being utterly stretched to the limit around his fat cock.
“No nuts for brats like you,” he let go of her hair, pulled out almost all the way, then slammed back in.
And he began to fuck her.
It was a furious, jealous claiming.
Each powerful thrust drove the air from her lungs.
The sound of their bodies meeting was obscenely loud—slaps of his hips against her ass, the squelch of his cock plunging in and out of her.
“You like being fucked like a brat who needs to be taught a lesson?” He grunted.
“Yes!” Her cunt was on fire.
The earlier spanking had sensitized her skin, making each impact electric.
“Why the fuck did you let another man feel that ass? Why did you let him touch your breasts?” he snarled again, punctuating the question with a particularly deep thrust that hit something inside her that made her see stars.
“I’m sorry! Alex, I’m sorry! Please give me your cum,” tears from the pleasure streamed down her eyes.
“Let’s see if that smart mouth can still talk shit after I fuck you senseless.”
Lena couldn’t talk anymore.
All she did was moan, scream, and beg.
Her brattiness was shattered by his cock.
She was pure sensation, a vessel for his anger and his lust and his possession.
“Harder… please… don’t stop…”
He shifted his angle slightly, and on the next thrust, he hit a spot so perfect her orgasm detonated without warning.
A wave that ripped through her with violent force.
Her inner muscles clamped down on him, milking his length as she screamed herself hoarse.
He fucked her straight through it, his pace never faltering….