11
I kick off my heels on the way to Nate's apartment and feel the weariness creeping over me. I'm already quite sleepy as I lean against my boyfriend's muscular chest, yet I can feel the sexual tension seething just above the surface, but not fully permeating.
"Don't fall asleep, kitten, I still want to play." Nate whispers and strokes my cleavage.
I get goosebumps everywhere, sigh and really try to keep my eyes open, but it's really hard for me. Nate's apartment also appears to be hours away.
Only when his large hand wanders under the slit of my dress do I wake up, moan softly and massage my own breast.
Nate wraps his other hand around my neck and squeezes gently, but then slides his thumb into my mouth.
My whole body seems to convulse and my vision is beginning to blur, but just as I'm about to climax, the car stops and the rest happens far too quickly.
Nate skillfully helps me out of the car before we walk to the elevator and he hits the top button.
I can't wait to finally have sex with Nate, but I'm still a little scared. The dominance and power he exudes in every situation seems to be even more intense now and I don't know what's in store for me.
Will he hit me hard and what will he punish me with? Will I enjoy it or will I hate it? Will Nate really just listen to my safe word or stop if it gets too violent?
I wish I had more experience to be at least a little prepared, but if Nate was into more experienced women, he wouldn't have taken me...right?
He unlocks his apartment with a fingerprint and a safety pin before he pulls a key out of his jacket.
The apartment is exactly how I imagined it. Simple yet tasteful and modern, a perfect match for Nate.
My gaze slides to my panther and somehow the blood begins to boil in my veins. My pulse is racing and my heart has picked up an abnormally fast beating rhythm. I'm excited and excited, but still everything scares me.
"Get undressed here and remove your make-up, your hair preferably in a ponytail. I'll wait for you in this room," he says gently but dangerously in my ear as we come to a halt in his bedroom.
I nod to him without saying a word and shortly afterwards Nate leaves the room.
I hear the blood rushing in my ears and feel the nervousness building up inside me.
I tell myself everything will be fine but there's this voice saying otherwise and it's only driving me crazier.
I take off my dress and lay it on the king-size bed before I go to the bathroom and start removing my make-up. When I step out of the room into the empty living room a short time later, free of every drop of make-up and a ponytail, I swallow hard.
My feet carry me to the room by themselves and when I open it, my heart slides into my pants.
The walls are all red, and the lights are the same color, only dimmed so the huge bed looks like it's designed to match. A large wardrobe in jet black wood is mounted on the wall opposite the bed and a hook hangs from the wall.
He really is something like Christian Gray and yet I hope he won't hurt me too much.
"You're going to like it, kitten, trust me," Nate's voice suddenly rings out, sending waves of electricity through my body, sending goosebumps all over my skin.
I stop in front of the bed and look to my right, where I come across the green crystals of my panther. So loving yet wild and fiery with desire.
"You have your safeword and as long as you don't forget it, I won't cross a line, kitty," he whispers to me, stroking my hard nipples and smiling darkly.
I shudder at the contact of his cold hands with my warm skin, and yet I feel more and more comfortable.
"You will feel pleasure and forget about the pain. The orgasms I give you will make you forget all the beatings and if you take everything well-behaved then I will lick your sweet little pussy all night so that tomorrow you can too can't get out of bed," he continues, standing behind me.
"Are you scared, kitten?"
"A little, daddy."
"Trust me, because there's nothing more important than that, kitten."
"Yes, daddy, I do."
His hands slide along my sides, caress me and I can already feel his hard erection on my bottom. I could hardly marvel at his beautiful torso as the light makes my eyes very sensitive.
As the cold hits my back, I hear the closet door open, and moments later Nate stands in front of me again.
His penis juts out between the two of us and I was speechless at the size. Even his cock is dominant and I look forward to expanding for him as this is by far the biggest I've ever had.
"What's that, kitten?" he asks sternly, stroking my vulva with the tip of the leather whip.
"A whip, daddy," I reply, gulping; my voice hoarse with fear and lust.
"Am I going to hurt you with this?" he continues, now resting her on my stomach.
"Yes daddy you will," I murmur, looking down at his strong hands.
I look at those hands because I trust them and I know he won't do anything I don't want him to do.
"And since you trust me, it's not that bad, is it?"
"No, Daddy. I trust you and I know you won't cross my line."
My voice keeps getting quieter and when I feel Nate's hand on my cheek I smile crookedly into his face.
"Lie on your stomach on the bed, kitten, lifting your beautiful ass up and every time you hit me I want to hear you moan." He orders me sternly and immediately I do what he asks of me .
My hands are shaking and I bite my bottom lip hard as I feel Nate slowly caress my butt. Again and again his hand slips between my legs and he growls and praises how wet I am for him.
I'm waiting for the hit, but it doesn't come and exactly as I get comfortable with that thought, there's a tremendous smack and a stabbing pain that causes an intense tugging throughout my body.
Without realizing it, I moaned, slowly feeling the fluid build up, but the pain is really taking some getting used to.
A few seconds after the first punch, the other follows my left butt cheek and I clench my teeth tightly. Nate's moans almost make me forget that it hurts and giving pleasure to this sex god seems so unique.
"That was just my hand, kitten. Now I'm going to use my toy, okay? If this gets to be too much, you know what to say," Nate says, kissing the center of my back.
I sort of nod, trying to focus on the pleasure and not the pain.
The spots sting, but the whip will probably hurt worse, and while I want to hold on so Nate gets what he wants, I'm about to say the word to stop him.
"I hope for both of us that you are well and on your birth control pills my kitten."
His voice is every bit as erotic as the sight of him, if not more, and as his words sink into my head, I nod vigorously. I enjoy his voice as it distracts and calms me.
I feel his mighty glans nudge against my entrance, which seems to be even tighter due to my position.
Positioning himself properly, Nate slowly slides his huge cock into my all-too-tender sex, which stretches and expands trying to accommodate his size.
I let out a deep groan as he's inside me almost to the balls and can hardly breathe as the feel of his penis overwhelms me.
"You're just as tight as I imagined, kitten.", "He's so big daddy, I don't know if I'll last long..." I sob, trying to stay braced on my arms.
"You can cum as much as you want, kitten. I want you to enjoy this just like I do," Nate replies, stroking my back before slowly beginning to thrust in a regular rhythm.
The noise just wanders over my lips and shortly thereafter, I start to squeak.
Nate slides his fingers along with his massive sex and the orgasm hits me with such force that my arms snap. My sex spasms around Nate's erection, causing him to moan again and satisfying me to the core.
Just as my climax begins to subside, but Nate is still moving inside me, the clapping sounds even louder than before and I scream in pain.
The leather whip hits my back with full force, making me just as wet as his hand, but it still feels like someone has put an iron on the spot.
I bite my tongue to keep from screaming.
When the second beat falls, I sob softly, biting my tongue hard and feeling how big and thick my lover's erection has suddenly become, and a groan escapes me too.
I endure the next two and feel the lust slowly ebbing away. The pain pushes itself to the fore and I can hardly breathe. The power drains from all parts of my body and as Nate cuffs the whip against my back for the fifth time, I feel his hot semen shoot out in a massive jet inside me, marking me in the most intense way imaginable.
The female triumph that fills me does not make me forget the pain, but makes me happy.
Even though we've both come, I'm still wet and Nate is rock hard, so moments later he starts moving again.
This time, however, when the leather and my skin meet, I'm sobbing and before I realize it, I'm screaming in pain. The seventh hit follows without hesitation and now my limit really seems to have been reached.
"Green, Daddy," I sob, exhausted, slightly sore, and still aroused.
As Nate pulls himself out of me, I fall onto the bed crying, hearing the blood pounding in my ears and the places where I was punched pounding painfully. I don't dare to move, I'm afraid of having to suffer even more.
Nate appears out of nowhere above me, pushing my legs apart with his knee before sliding inside me again. His fingers massage my swollen clit and his lips kiss one of the spots previously hit by the whip.
I moan and cry.
Nate's thrusts are precise and not too strong or fast, almost carrying me to orgasm. His moans can be heard very close to my ear and reverberate throughout my body. It hardly puts any pressure on my back, but just from the warmth it emits, the pain seems to be slowly but surely easing.
I know there will be bruises, but as long as Nate is happy, I'll wear those bruises with pride.
The second orgasm also hits me very powerfully and I cum with Nate which prolongs the climax and drives me even crazier.
He rests his chin on my shoulder and gently kisses my cheek before stepping out of me and before I can say anything his beautiful body slides down mine and lifts my hips slightly before his face presses between my legs . His tongue instantly finds my way too sensitive clit and while I thought I really couldn't take it anymore, Nate makes me cum for him again and again...












