Tears welled up in her eyes when he said it.
Those words meant the world to her. Hearing them was her rush. They were forgiveness for her disobedience or failures. They meant she had earned him, and their pleasure together. A way for them to wipe the slate clean.
Until next time.
"No, malyshka, don't cry. You were such a good girl, I'm proud of you. Please, no more tears." Gareth leaned in and kissed her new tears away, licking his lips tasting the saltiness. "Do you need something to drink?"
"Champagne kiss?" Mackenzie asked with bright eyes.
Gareth laughed relieved that she had stopped crying. "You've earned it."
He gave her three champagne kisses. Savoring how she practically sucked the champagne out of his mouth. Whenever he tried to pull away from her, she snatched his mouth back to hers.
"Are you ok, malyshka?"
"Yes."
"How's your pussy feeling, can you handle if I give you an orgasm, you need release to sleep."
"An orgasm and sleep? You're kidding right?"
"No?"
Mackenzie sent him an angry glare. "Do you really think that an orgasm will be enough? If you don't fuck me within the next 5 minutes, pretty boy, I'm filing for divorce first thing in the morning!"
"You wouldn't dare?"
"Try me."
It was like something snapped inside Gareth.
"Did you just threaten me to get what you want?" he growled at her.
Mackenzie did not answer, she saw that she had pushed him from lovingly playful straight back into dominant mode. Evil dominant if she was not mistaken.
"I want an answer and I want it fucking now, doll!" He locked eyes with her making sure she saw exactly how much trouble she was in.
"Yes, Sir. I did."
He pushed back from her. Eyes cold as ice with fierce determination in all his moves. Immense rage pulsed off him in waves so strong Mackenzie felt it.
Gareth went to his closet and came back with some leather belt looking straps, only wider, and a few lengths of rope. Without a word or even looking at her he bent her leg one by one and fastened the leather straps tightly around her ankle and thigh to keep them locked chicken wing style. He looped the rope in under her knees and tied each leg to the bedposts near her hands leaving her with obscenely spread legs and no way of closing them.
"Present that pussy to me," he barked angrily as he settled between her legs and roughly grabbed her thighs to push her legs farther apart, though they were as parted as possible.
Fearfully Mackenzie lifted her hips as much as her position allowed. There was no doubt in her mind, that she had fucked up and angered him. It had been a joke to point out how much she wanted him to fuck her. That clearly had not sat well with Gareth and she was about to pay for it.
Gareth's fingers slid up and down her pussy lips and after a while he found her clit. He teased her roughly until she let out a groan.
"We need to get a few things straight," Gareth told her with an ice-cold voice. "I'll ask you some questions and you'll answer honestly and nothing else. Understood?"
"Yes, Sir."
He kept playing with her clit and looked her dead I the eyes.
Chills ran down her spine at the sight of him.
"I asked you who you belonged to. It was a sexual reference and in no way a property question. What was your answer?"
"You, Sir."
"I asked if this little pussy was mine. What was your answer?"
"That it was, Sir."
"I asked if you wanted to marry me. What was your answer?"
"Yes, Sir."
"The judge asked me if I took you as my wife. What was my answer?"
"That you did, Sir"
Out of nowhere he slapped her hard ripping a shriek from her.
"'ll ask you once, and only once."
Gareth was calm and Mackenzie saw no mercy in him at all. He was not just angry; he was freaking livid. She could not imagine the amount of control he used to not have a meltdown of epic proportions.
"What in the sodding hell made you think you were in any position to choose when I fuck what's mine?"
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
"You can bet your ass it won't. Not when I'm done with you."
Gasping at his harsh words, Mackenzie knew she had another round of pain coming.
"Tell me something, did you even mean it? Any of it?"
"Yes, Sir. All of it. I swear, Gareth." It was important for her to get through to him.
"So, what you're saying is this pussy is mine?" He circled her clit and drove two fingers inside her.
Mackenzie cried out with the sudden penetration. "Yes!"
"And you're mine?"
He pumped his fingers in and out ruining her concentration and ability to think straight. Mackenzie needed to cum, her body accepted what he was doing. Her mind knew she was his, he was the one who needed to be convinced now.
"You're in so much trouble. Do you really want me to fuck you that badly?"
"Yes!"
"And do you think you deserve that?"
The tears were already pooling in her eyes when she shook her head unable to speak. She had to be punished to earn that and still if she had earned it, it would be his call when it happened.
Gareth crawled in over her shoving his slick fingers into her mouth. "Lick them clean, I need my hand to teach you a lesson."
Obediently Mackenzie licked his fingers. Sucking on each the best she knew in the hopes she could earn a bit of leniency. When she was done, Gareth clamped his hand over her mouth and nose leaning down to her in a predatorial way.
"I will fuck you later when I'm done making you sorry. And you're not going to like it, but you'll take it and you'll cum for me."
Mackenzie began jerking gasping for air, rolling her eyes, Gareth held his hand where it was. "Eyes!"
Her eyes snapped to his though she had difficulty concentrating on holding focus on him. Gareth waited just long enough for her eyes to widen; she did not fight him at all. No shaking her head or closing her eyes, she accepted his dominance.
The way she should.
The way he loved.
It was a thrill scaring her a little, he could see how her lust burned inside her, the way her nipples were rock hard wanting attention. She had been so wet, her body wanted him to take charge and show her her place.
"Will you take my hard cock and cum all over it when I tell you to?" Finally, he removed his hand and let her breathe in deeply. She coughed a little and fought to keep focus on him.
"Yes, Sir" she gasped.
"I wonder..." Gareth kept eye contact still leaning over her. "...if you can handle it. That pussy will hate me, and I'll still make it cum."
"Please..."
"I'll stop for nothing but your safe word, do you accept?"
"Yes. Please make me cum for you."
"Trust me, I will."
Gareth kissed her forehead, because he wanted her to know he was mad, but not enough to not care for her, he had scared her with his temper and harsh behavior. It was important that she knew he was serious; it had hurt him that she had used that particular option as her pressure point to blackmail him into fucking her. In reality he did not need to be pushed, he wanted to fuck her 24/7. Just the word divorce made his temper flare. If she had said he would not get a blowjob for a month or something like that, he would have given her a few spanks and fucked her after a reprimand about who was in charge and blowjobs he would get if he wanted them.
But divorce he could do nothing against. That was her only power to hurt him to the core. Being reminded of that had him in a tailspin.
However irrational it was.
Gareth crawled back and sat between her legs. He smacked her hard on her inner thighs moving from her knees in towards her pussy and gave it 5 fast, hard slaps and he made sure to hit the clit too. Mackenzie for once screamed, not because of the pain as such, more because that good feeling she had felt build in her, when he had played with her clit, got slapped back to the stone ages.
"You should save that voice for begging, doll."
He had kissed her, she should have felt a little at ease, though she was still nervous, it was obvious he was not playing. Mackenzie did not feel any fear with the dark and angry side he showed her, she felt anxious with the result if he did not forgive her.
He moved back up, holding her gaze with ice-cold calm. His temper made his inside feel like a volcano. She did not lower her eyes, she made him see her truth, she would allow him to take his control back.
Gareth tried to convince himself that hurting her would not bring him closure to those thoughts, probably nothing would, her surrender would only give him a little confirmation. He could stop it. Forgive her and move on...
As gently as he could with anger flowing through him, he tied the blindfold back on her. Her breathing was shallow; she bit her lip nervously and still she did not tell him to back off or anything, she waited for his move.
No light came through the blindfold, Mackenzie had to rely on her other senses to know what was going on. She felt him move and the bed shifted when he got off it. She could not hear him; he had gone to the bathroom or the closet. It took a while for him to come back. He was breathing raggedly like herself; she had accepted that she had some painful endurance ahead of her.
She felt him settle between her legs again, the waiting was the worst. It gave her time to think of dreadful scenarios. Fear when the pain would come, think hard about how long it would take him to feel satisfied with her behavior and give in to his needs and fuck her.
She waited.
Suddenly, getting Mackenzie to jump with surprise, Gareth let his hand hold over her pussy and rubbed it up and down. "This is mine, right, doll? This juicy pussy is mine to use any way I want."
"Yes, Sir."
"And it will cum for me when I want it to?"
"Yes, Sir.
The lube he poured over her lips and smeared on the entire area was cold and felt slippery.
Was he going to try and fist her?
His hands were enormous, that would never happen.
Maybe he wanted anal play, he had threatened her with a plug, and she knew she had pain incoming.
What could happen was driving her crazy.
Something large and firm was being pressed against her clit. She waited for the pain.
Then the vibrations began.
They shook her and centered in her. Bringing all her nerves back to life. The powerful vibrations drove her faster than his fingers ever could towards a mind-blowing orgasm.
Fast.
Too fast.
Gasping and waiting for instructions she fought the tension wanting release. She needed to cum. That she was not about to without permission.
"You will obey every command I give you from now on."
"Yes, Sir. Please... So close."
He removed the vibrations making her whine and pant hard. A second later he put it back and kept it there driving back the sensation in her.
"Cum."
That she had not expected. She did, though. Violently. Thrashing on the bed ripping at her restraints with the thunder raging through her finally.
It was amazing to get permission.
Gareth kept the vibrator on her clit at all times, though her orgasm died down it did not go away, it kept rippling through her building for another. She was being forced forward before she was ready, Mackenzie had no control, no choice, she had to go along with it, breathing irregularly to center herself.
The vibrations persisted until she was ready again.
"Cum."
And again, her body obeyed. She saw stars and had difficulty breathing. The stimulation was relentless, her orgasms would not end, they kept going, kept holding her prisoner in a constant starvation for more, flowing towards another one.
Gareth watched her, she had cum on command 5 times, her exhaustion was showing, her body on the other hand was still with him, riding wave after wave of pleasure. The pleasure he would keep forcing on her until it became pain. She would become almost numb from the vibrations, though the clit would be hypersensitive and respond, it would crave more orgasms that would rip at her inside to fight through the pain and cum.
He dripped more lube to make sure she would not get vibration burns. She was almost there again, the tensed muscles and sweat covering her body made him hard like never before.
"Sir," Mackenzie cried. "Please, I can't."
"You can, and you will."
The plug he had lubed up before they began, he placed at her tight entrance and pushed the tip in. She was in no condition to tighten and refuse it, her muscles were incapable of clenching for long enough to keep it out. Carefully he pushed it in almost to the widest part and waited for the inevitable.
"Cum," he ordered gruffly.
Like the times before Mackenzie screamed out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her body jerked and she involuntarily lifted herself and slammed herself down on the plug making it go in and settle inside her, sending a new wave of painful pleasure through her.
She screamed louder and came again.
Gareth thought he had experienced the most beautiful Mackenzie could ever have offered him in both visuals, sounds and acceptance. Nothing came close to what he experienced with her in that moment.
"No more! No..." Mackenzie gasped and tensed up again. The pain with needing to cum and not quite being able to, was ripping her apart. She would try to cum if he ordered her to, she could not get there on her own even with the stimulation. It was no longer a question of obeying and holding it back.
It was becoming a physical impossibility.
Gareth worked the lubed-up dildo slowly inside her, it was difficult with her already being filled with the plug and her muscles clenching non-stop. When he managed to get it in, he began pumping it, she would be sore inside and out when he fucked her.
He was not letting her off the hook.
He was going to fuck her.
Mackenzie had reached the point where she was twitching with need but did not have the power to move much. The vibrations were driving her mad, the need in her body was excruciatingly painful. She was gasping for air, babbling incoherent pleads in a mix of all the languages she spoke, for him to stop and for an orgasm to stop the craving in her.
Nothing she said really made sense.
"One more," Gareth demanded and pumped her pussy with the dildo. "Cum!"
Drained of energy Mackenzie laid there accepting the orgasm, she jerked and screamed hoarsely. She had nothing left, if he did not stop, she would pass out.
"Again, show me how good you can be and cum for me again."
The way she strained herself to accommodate his demand was out of his wildest dreams. She wanted to do it; her body had reached the limit where she could not. That was what he had wanted.
That complete surrender.
The ultimate acceptance of their sexual roles.
That Gareth decided when she got what. Pain, pleasure, denial, teasing. And yes, his cock. It was all in his power and no threats or pleads would change that.
"You need to cum for me when I tell you to. What do you need to get there?"
Mackenzie was floating, it was an out of body experience, her mind had let go of her physical torment, the needs, and there was only his voice and that vast sea of soft, embracing emptiness. If he wanted her to cum again, she needed him to pull her back from that softness that was protecting her from more of his pleasurable torture.
Gasping for air and shaking her head to keep her mind clear Mackenzie choked out the one request he had not expected. He had thought she would have safe worded herself out of her situation long before that.
But there she was asking him to continue.
He had known she would get to that point of overstimulated exhaustion, her body's inability to obey him or herself though it wanted to. Its need to cum again to relax, the pain in her would persist until it was released.
It was a simple matter of time, stimulation and patience getting a sub there. Getting Mackenzie there had been exhausting for him, straining on his resolve to give her that experience versus his natural instinct to not put her through something that taxing. He had figured it would have come faster and she would have safe worded out when it did, and they would both have gotten something out of it.
Mackenzie's resilience, her need to submit and obey, her all-consuming desire to please him and of course her body's insatiable demands for orgasms had kept her hanging in there. Asking him to continue, not for her, not for him.
For them.
Gareth let go of the dildo and got up on his knees still holding the magic wand vibrator against her clit. Without warning he slapped her breast and locked his fingers around the nipple leaning over her giving her what she had begged him for, as her mouth opened in a silent cry.
Pain.
"Cum."
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Yeah, Mackenzie pissed off Gareth big time, but not for the reason she thinks. And now Gareth is going mental. Do you think he'll go overboard or can he rein it in? Will Mackenzie take it or ask him to stop? What a wedding night, eh? I know you have comments hiding, let me know.
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