Games and Vengence Part Two, a short story by kezzstar. Date added: 2011-09-09. Times viewed: 3145.
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- Intro: Drake and Kayla throughly enjoy each other-what new adventures await? Anal, M/F, S&M, FemDom, Oral, Spank, Toys.
Kayla lay on the sofa waiting for her beloved boyfriend Drake to come home. Another win for their team, with Drake playing probably the best game of his career. She shivered at the thought of him in his guernsey and short shorts. The mental image of him running then booting the ball was enough for the moisture to start building between her legs.
She had been seated near the boundary line, so she could help keep an eye on security. Not that she had to do too much as manager once the game started-Aussie Rules fans seemed very well behaved.
She perked up as the door opened and in walked Drake.
“Hey babe.” He kissed her gently. She could feel his exhaustion, he looked like he was about to fall over at any second.
“Come on, let's get you to bed eh?” She smiled. He shook his head.
“Not tired.” He flopped onto the sofa.
“How about a movie then?” She suggested, knowing that within half an hour he'd be fast asleep.
“Hmmm...how about no?” Drake leered at her. He kissed her again, but his exhaustion got the better of him and he rested his head on her shoulder.
“Give me a minute.” He breathed.
“I could have myself satisfied by then.” Kayla teased. She grinned. “I have a better idea.”
“Kayla...” He groaned as she went straight for his pants. Within the minute, his dick was hard and in her mouth.
Kayla could never explain why she loved giving blow jobs so much. She could never tell you why she loved the feel of a hot dick filling her mouth, her tongue rubbing against the sensitive flesh, why she loved sucking as hard as her victim could bear. The one thing she could explain was the feeling of power it gave her, making her the centre of her partners pleasure.
“Oh god yes...” Drake moaned, running his fingers through her soft hair. She ran her fingers along the inside of his thigh, the touch like electricity against his skin. He cried out as she gently nipped at his throbbing shaft before taking him in her mouth again.
“Oh babe, oh Kayla...ooooooooohhhhhhhhh!” He came hard, struggling to contain his cry. Once he'd been sucked dry, Kayla was ready for her turn.
“You're JOKING!” Kayla cried. Poor exhausted Drake had passed out.
Kayla didn't say much about him falling asleep on her, but Drake knew she was planning something.
He remembered the last time she punished him-he'd made her wear a “butterfly” underneath her panties during a game a month ago. Then he'd organised for random calls to security all night, so she was constantly stimulated.
-1 month earlier-
Drake woke up to darkness. He went to rub his eyes, but found that he couldn't move. Bound and blindfolded.
“Babe?” He asked. He heard her giggling. “What's going on?”
“I bet you were SO proud of yourself last night.” He heard her whisper in his ear.
“Yeah, I saw you when I kicked that goal. Some stomach cramp eh?” Drake couldn't help but laugh at the feeble excuse she had used that night.
Then he felt her mouth around his manhood and he groaned loudly. Damn her and her love of blow jobs!
“Like that?” She kissed his ear a minute later.
“You know I always do.” He smirked.
“Like my idea of vengence?”
“Then since I have your consent I don't think you need to say much else.”
He felt cloth in his mouth, and realised he'd been gagged.
“By the way, I don't think you're gonna like this as much as you think you're gonna.”
Sharp pain shot through Drake's body, originating from his left nipple. He tried to cry out but the gag muffled him.
Pain again, this time from his backside. Drake quickly rolled back onto his back, but it was pointless. He was completely exposed. The next blow was against the inside of his thigh. It had to be a ruler or something to be that painful. The next to feel Kayla's wrath was his rock-hard stomach. His groin, his nipples, his arse, his thighs. All of them fell victim to the harsh punishment being handed out.
Kayla was laughing at him. “I think you're enjoying this.” She said, catching his backside again. He could smell her close to him, hear her almost silent chuckle.
“You know I'm going to do it, don't you?”
All of the colour drained from Drake's face. She wouldn't! He felt her fingers playing with his beard, running along his jaw.
“Are you sorry for what you did?”
He nodded vigoriously.
“Do you promise not to do it again?”
Was she nuts?
He shook his head. The moment he got the chance he was going to make her pay!
“Well then, I guess I'll have to do it then.”
Another blow landed just beside his tender dick. She wouldn't. She couldn't.
“It's funny, because even after all this, you're still so hard...” Those deadly lips again. Drake tried to thrust himself inside her mouth, but she pulled away.
“Such a naughty, naughty boy. I think you're enjoying this. You don't know when it will happen-,” SMACK across his backside. “-where it will come from-,” SMACK across his thighs. “- you just KNOW it's going to happen.”
Drake cried out, trying to beg for mercy through the gag.
“You know, I want to see the look on your face when it happens.”
The light blinded him, but that was nothing compared to the pain that shot through his body when she struck his dick with the riding crop she had in her hands.
Enjoying the effect, Kayla struck again. The pain was unbearable, but he wanted more. Again, she hit him, watching his eyes roll back with agony.
He felt her loosen the gag. “What are you going to do if I let you go?” She whispered.
“Fuck your brains out.” He growled.
It happened so quickly. The moment he was loose he was on top of her, pounding as hard as he could. The heat of her pussy made the welts on his dick burn, but he didn't care. He wanted her to suffer.
“Drake.. DRAKE!” She screamed as she reached her climax. That was enough to set him off too.
He shuddered with the memory.
A week after he'd fallen asleep on her, they lay in bed naked after a hot shower. Drake ran his fingers along her spine up to her neck, where he knew she was sensitive. She rolled over into his embrace and kissed him.
It felt nice being so close to him. His powerful body, his soft eyes, his strong lips...she wanted to do it.
“Wanna try something new?” She whispered.
“Er...okay?” He said, confused.
“You owe me anyway for falling asleep on me.” She smirked.
“Hands and knees.” She commanded. He dared not disobey!
She reached into her bag and pulled out a brand-new strap-on. She fastened it on, feeling excited and powerful. The middle strap rubbed tantilizingly against her clit, making her inhale sharply.
“What are you doing?” Drake asked, trying to see what she was up to. She prepared to straddle him, her heart racing. She'd always wanted to do this, she'd always wanted to fuck him good. To be completely dominant over him.
No. She could never be completely dominant. He made her so damned hot that she was always going to fall victim to him sooner or later.
She rubbed her new appendage with lube. She could barely contain herself as she squirted some of the lube around his beautiful anus.
“You're...you're not gonna-,” He began to shake.
With one thrust, she was completely inside him. She watched as he sank his teeth into the pillow. She pulled out slightly, hearing him moan.
“If you're gonna do it, do it properly.” He begged. She grinned and began thrusting. Slowly and gently at first, but going harder and harder as his moaning gave her confidence. The strap between her legs rubbed at her hard, making her wetter and wetter. Watching Drake slowly lose control didn't help her cause either, it took every ounce of stamina to keep going and not beg him to take her.
She reached down and felt his hard dick. She began to rub in rhythm with her thrusts. She couldn't keep going. She was going to come any second now...
She cried out as her release came, just as her lover squirted himself all over her hand. They both collapsed on the bed.
Kayla was about to pull it out, but Drake stopped her.
“Please...stay there tonight.” He breathed. She snuggled into his back and wrapped her arms around him.
“I love you babe.”
“I love you too Drake.”
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