Page 98 of Mercy
Biting her lip, she turns and walks away.
After I finish my quick shower, I dry off and pull on a pair of boxer shorts. I walk out to the living room and am stopped in my tracks.
She’s naked and on her knees, legs parted, gazing at me through hooded eyes.
“Baby, what are you doing?”
Her lips turn into a half smile, “Submitting to you, sir. Good girls get rewarded.”
If my cock could get any harder than it is right now, it’d be a fucking miracle. “Did you decide what you wanted?”
She bites her lip and says, “I want you to use me for your pleasure, sir. Dominate me. I don’t care if I come, I want you to lose yourself in me.”
This girl is a fucking wet dream. I can’t believe that she’s mine. This dirty girl belongs to me.
“Go in the bedroom, get on the bed, on your back. I’ll be right there.”
She wants me to dominate her, and I am more than up to the challenge. I get undressed in the living room, leaving my boxers on the couch. My dick is hard as a rock, and I walk into the bedroom with the thoughts of what I’m going to do to her. But when I see her lying there, all the air escapes from my lungs. I’ve never seen such a stunning woman as the one on my bed, spread out for me. I grab my leather straps from the closet and turn to her.
Thirty-Five
LIAM
“Are you sure you want this?”
She’s already breathing heavily as she answers, “Yes, Daddy. I’m sure.”
“What’s your safe word?”
Giggling, she responds, “Mercy.”
“Good girl. I’m going to do what I’ve wanted to do since I found you naked in my bathroom. But if you need me to stop, you’ll need to use your safe word. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” she squeaks.
I grab the restraints out of the closet I bought just for her months ago.
Walking over to the head of the bed, I take her wrist and close the leather strap around before connecting the hook to the headboard of my bed. Moving to the other side, I do the same with the other wrist. I stare at her before fastening the ones for her feet, thinking. A grin spreads across my face as I put the last two restraints back in the closet and grab the spreader bar.
“Oh my God, what’s that?”
I attach her ankles to the cuffs and adjust the rod, winking at her, “It’s a spreader bar, baby girl. It’s going to keep you wide open to me. You will not be able to close your legs.”
Standing back a few feet, I admire how she looks like this, “You will be at my…mercy. Your pussy will be mine, and there’s nothing you can do about it, unless of course, you use your safe word.”
When she swallows hard as she processes my words, it makes me fucking crazy. The way her throat moves, makes me want to fuck that gorgeous mouth.
Sliding my hands under her back, I move her up slightly. I climb between her legs and stare at the best pussy I’ve ever seen, wet, pink and perfect, less than an inch from my face. Already she tries to squirm, “I haven’t even touched you yet.”
“Daddy, please.”
I slide two fingers up her slit, “Look how perfect you are for Daddy. Such a fucking good girl, so responsive.”
Placing two fingers on each side of her clit, I pull up, and she yelps.
Ghosting my lips over her little nub, “Is this what you want baby? Do you want me to kiss your pretty pussy?”
She cries out, “YES! DADDY!”
