Page 81 of Payback
“You’re not inserting that in me.”
“Seems like I am. Open them.”
She shook her head.
“Fine, then we will continue your punishment,” I snarled, withdrawing the cane from between her legs.
“Wait, no! I’m... sorry,” she finally blurted out.
“For?”
“For... calling you a loser,” she sighed.
I smiled, relenting. I began to release her from her restraints, and she let out a relieved sigh. She attempted to sit on her ass, but the pain was too much. So she leaned to the side, glaring up at me.
“Your apology has made me realize that you consistently forget to thank me every time I bring you to climax,” I said, playfully reminding her of my earlier orders.
She looked up at me, her expression bordering on fear.
“Or when you’re so lucky you get to suck me off,” I continued.
“Am I going to be spanked for that now too?” she asked.
I shook my head.
“No, just remember it, or I will spank you every time you fail to,” I told her, noticing her widened eyes. “Now, into the cage.”
-Alison-
“Shit, this one is larger!” I complained as Jared inserted the slick plug into my asshole. After he made me suck his cock in the morning and express my gratitude, he requested that I bend over the bed to accommodate a larger size. I hadn’t anticipated the level of intrusion it would bring, but it slid inside, and I was left panting.
“We’re slowly increasing the size,” he informed me, a clear amusement in his voice as he enjoyed my slight discomfort.
To help me adjust to its presence, he moved his slick fingers to my clit to arouse me.
“No, no!” I protested, shaking my head.
“It will make it more comfortable,” he assured me.
“That’s precisely what I don’t want!” I complained. However, Jared remained unyielding. He persisted in stimulating my clit until I was trembling from the sensation and experiencing another climax. I groaned into the bed, clutching the sheets tightly, and hoping he hadn’t heard me too clearly. Following the climax, he administered a firm spank to my ass, making me hiss due to the soreness from yesterday. I had spent the night sleeping on my side or stomach, but I could have avoided this if I hadn’t challenged him by saying he hit like a girl.
“You’re forgetting something,” he reminded me.
“Ouch?”
“No, not that,” he chuckled.
I sighed, recalling what he told me last night.
“Thank you, Master,” I managed to say through gritted teeth.
“For?”
“For... making me come...”
I felt more at ease thanking him for giving him a blowjob, as that didn’t feel as humiliating as expressing gratitude for my own pleasure. He smiled and left to clean up as I buried my face in the bed, lightly banging it against the surface. A week into this, and I was on the brink of losing my sanity. The constant ups and downs were bewildering, and his mind games were frustrating beyond belief. I was unsure if I would leave this situation with my sanity fully intact. He was certainly making it a challenge.
“Hungry?” he asked upon returning, fully dressed and ready for the day.
