Chapter 21 - 21

I did as he demanded and began to breathe through it. As soon as he smacked my bottom, I let out a breath and felt the pain radiate through me until it swept to my aching pussy. With a quick tap, tap and seven and eight were out and they weren't as bad as the first six were. I realized that was what he had meant by embracing the pain.

I kept my eyes closed and relaxed against his legs breathing deeply and each smack began to hurt less and less. I became so embarrassing wet I was beginning to soak the pant leg that was trapped underneath me. His slaps had rained from my bottom to the backs of my legs and with one final slap that landed right on my pussy, I found that I almost unbelievably climaxed.

"Fifteen. Thank you, Sir," I cried out panting and unable to catch my breath.

I was so turned on and wet that I knew it would not take much to get me off right now. I squeezed my legs together trying desperately to relieve the pressure that had built to almost a boiling point, however in my current position on his lap I knew it was going to be impossible.

"Master!" I cried out. "Please!"

In one swift move, his fingers plunged into me. He began working them in and out at a frantic pace that had me squealing in ecstasy. I found myself wildly thrusting back against him trying to get some release. His thumb went down and began caressing my clit with every inward thrust of his fingers.

"Please, Please," I began to chant as I got closer to that peak I so desired.

I felt my muscles clench in an appending climax that wasn't coming. It was as if I was waiting for something else. I tried to wiggle hoping that it would help but nothing was happening to push me over.

"Come for me, Mia," I heard Reed growl out as he slammed his fingers into me one last time.

I exploded.

Vaguely, I could hear someone screaming. Half aware, it took me a second to realize it was me, but I didn't care. The pleasure from my orgasm was pulsing through me with incredible force, I felt as if I was floating through a turbulent river of sensations. This had never happened to me before; even by my own hand, it had never been this incredible. This was a whole new world for me and I couldn't wait to explore it more.

His hand caressed my bottom gently as I came back to myself.

"Mia, your ass is so pink. It's just as gorgeous as I knew it would be, although I don't think this is really an appropriate punishment for you seeing as how easily you came afterward. Still, I'm ecstatic that you gave me something so beautiful as your orgasm."

I felt something cold spread over my bottom.

"This is Arnica cream, it'll help trust me," he said as he kept spreading it around.

My face felt wet and I realized that I had been crying unbeknownst to me at the time. I didn't feel upset, yet I had been sobbing so much that I was starting to get hiccups. My bottom burned something fierce, and I knew sitting down was going to be a real challenge tomorrow. He picked me up and set me on his lap rocking me until I stopped crying, murmuring words of encouragement and praise that had me swiftly quieting.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

I nodded.

"Yes, thank you, Sir," I followed up quickly when I recalled that he required a verbal answer.

"Good girl. I was beginning to worry that it was going to be a horrifying experience. But I guess I shouldn't have, you are incredibly strong," he whispered as he kissed the top of my head.

I glowed and decided I could get used to this whole after-care stuff. It was rather nice knowing that a man was not going to just nod off after sex.

"Did you want to continue?" he asked. "We really don't have to do this tonight, Mia. I do want to stay with you, but I can live with just holding you."

I felt something pressing up against my hip, it was a little uncomfortable and it took me a second to realize it was his cock which was hard as a rock. I licked my lips wanting to take it into my mouth and taste it to see if it was as firm and smoothly sculpted as the rest of him. I smiled up at him, he may want to wait but that mouth-watering cock there certainly wanted some attention.

He laughed as if he could read my thoughts.

"Despite what you may believe about men, he really doesn't rule my life.”

I gave him a soft smile and caressed his sweet face.

"It's okay Sir, really. I wanna continue please, this has been a very enlightening experience.”

The smile he gave me was a mixture of approval, joy, and mischievousness and deep down inside I did a giddy little dance. I knew a sub's main job was to please her Master and in doing so she would experience joy herself. I just didn't realize how much joy I would get. I believed I'd found my place in the world I just couldn't help wondering if it was the new lifestyle or this man that was making me feel so complete.

"Good, now stand up and present yourself to me," he commanded easily sliding back into the role of my Master.

I shot up off his legs and stood facing him with my hands behind my back and his smile of approval grew wider. He spun me around and I felt the rope wrap around my wrists and forearms several times until he tied it off. I tested the rope when he was done and found it had little give. I certainly wouldn't be able to get free without his help.

I felt him run his finger under the rope making sure it wasn't too tight, the care he was showing me caused my heart to warm to him and I secretly smiled. The 'Big Tough Dom', who just spanked the holy crap out of me, could not stomach his sub being in any unwarranted discomfort.

When he was satisfied with the rope, he turned me to face him.. His hands reached up and cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples causing them to immediately harden into jutting spikes that were begging for more attention.