#WIPITUP Wednesday – She’s a SCREAMER! #BDSM & Dark Romance


This post is especially for Meredith O’Reilly. Is there a glimmer of hope for the redemption of Mark’s soul? I’m not entirely sure… we’ll have to wait and see 🙂

The Velvet Chair

———– Mark ————–

sexy blond in beige silk dress sitting on the black armchair

“Very well, Princess,” I said, “you appear to have earned yourself an orgasm. You may come when you are ready.”

I slipped my thumb in her sex to lubricate it and then positioned it over her clit, whilst thrusting my index and middle finger inside her as far as they would go. I knew I had long fingers, and when I found that soft little spongy spot inside her pussy, I massaged it firmly.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God.” I looked up at Angel who had just put down her needles and stood up. She nodded at me and blew me a kiss as she walked silently away. We were good to go. Thrusting away inside her as fast and as hard I could, Jennifer lasted all of ten seconds. Then she came screaming, and squirted again. I found my hand covered in female ejaculate, and the smell was intoxicating. Bringing it up to my lips I took a long, slow lick and closed my eyes as I savoured her flavor. It was to good to waste, so I brought it up to Jen’s lips, too.

“Taste yourself,” I purred.

Her eyes weren’t fully focused, still recovering from the throes of her endorphin fueled climax, but she did as I requested. Her tongue came out to lap gently at my fist. She sighed happily. It was a lovely sound. I wanted more of them.

“Lick it up, Jen. Every last drop.” Presenting my fingers to her one by one, she obediently complied until her lips were as sticky as my fingers. She looked adorable.

Grabbing the box of wet wipes Angel had thoughtfully left us, I began cleaning my wife up. The strokes were as gentle as I could make them, and I took my time. I knew she would be especially sensitive right now.

Rubbing the last wet wipe across her lips, I asked her, “How are you feeling?”

Opening her mouth to answer, it took her a few attempts before she could force words past her lips. “Euphoric, light-headed, overwhelmed and a little sore.”

“Your back?” She nodded.

Let’s get you untied and then we’ll find you a couple of ibuprofen for the pain. The evening has just begun, so we don’t you miserable. I smiled gently.

She gave me an answering one of her own.

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