My Body-Mine (20 page)

“
One,” I forced out. The sting, so very intense. Moisture pooled in my eyes as my head hung down over the side of my confinement. He switched sides and landed another hard one. “Two.” Then he spanked my right butt cheek with the paddle five times in rapid succession. “Oh god, oh god, oh motherf—
ugh
. Three, four, five, six, seven!” I yelled out. The acute bite of the paddle caused a flourish of sting and burn over my buttock.

“
You don’t think you like that?” He laughed and buried three fingers past my swollen labia. “Oh, but your body
sure
does,
troia
mia
.”

He treated my left buttock in the same fashion. It took extraordinary self-control not to explode into a torrent of curse words. “Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.”

“
So nice and red,” he cooed, massaging my ass as he continued, “Your submission, long overdue, I must say, but so incredibly sexy.
Sei mia
.” He slowly rolled a finger over my clit, so distended and hard from all the play and pain. “Have I mentioned what a beautiful pussy you have?
Bellissima.
And I have yet to conquer that ass of yours. Know it will take place soon. Not tonight, however, because I want to see your face when I finally penetrate, filling you completely with my cock.”

My panting subsided somewhat as he paused in my punishment. “Yes, Sir. Yes, please.”

“
You want to feel my fat cock in that ass of yours, don’t you? You need to take much more from me tonight for that to happen. You show me what a good girl you are, and maybe I will reward you.”

I had never had anything remotely as large as Marcello in my ass but the dream I’d had months ago of him fucking me that way never quite left me and I still wondered if I could take him completely. Hopefully he’d make me try soon.

“
I’m going to start again and we are going to forgo the counting for tonight. Instead I want you to focus on the fervor of your discipline, and how far you’re willing to go for me.”

“
Yes, Sir.” Wholly stimulated and also frightened, I did want to meet his challenge.

He began paddling various parts of my body in quick succession. First my ass, several times; then he circled around and paddled my nipples. Instead of my tips contracting in pain, they stood fully erect for his abuse. Each smack of the paddle on my peaks caused a jet of current to race straight to my clit. “Ohh … ahhh … oh, please,” I groaned.

“
Good job. I knew your tolerance and desire for pain would grow.” Circling behind me, he began on the inside of my thighs, which hurt more than my ass or nipples. He started on one leg just above the knee and paddled his way to just under my pussy. In speedy strikes he did the same to the other leg. “It’s time, Jane. You can take it and you will for me.”

He strolled away, letting my heart rate return to normal, making me wait for the inevitable. After taking a long swallow of scotch, he moved languidly toward me. He grasped my hair, bringing my face up as he inclined his mouth to mine. His kiss took my breath away and just before he stood up, he bit my bottom lip. Squatting down so I could see him, he said, “Mine.”

And then the real punishment started.

He paddled my cunt, sometimes landing straight on my clit. Tears spilled from my eyes from sheer agony, but a part of me triumphed in my ability to take it. I wanted to do it for him, and I wanted to find out how much I could withstand. If I stayed with him long enough I’d experience the outer limits of my tolerance.

“
That’s ten. I want you to take more for me. Will you do that?”

“
Yes, Sir.”

“
I love you, Jane, and I glory in your submission. This next set will be ten straight on your clit. I will understand if you need to use the safe words but I implore you to take it if you can. Here we go, my love.”

The paddle sounded juicy as it smacked my swollen mound, causing cum to drip onto the hardwood floor below me. He pressed down on my tortured nub between each strike, letting the piercing pain subside. The rawness of my punishment and my ability to endure it filled me with pride. I wanted this for both of us.

Once
he completed
the ten thwacks, I wanted him to take me roughly, fuck me hard and make me cum so intensely I’d pass out in my restraints.

“
I’m proud of you,
bella
. Shall we stop? I’m almost inclined to see if you’re willing to take more for me. I have all these ideas running through my head for later in the week. Okay, baby, it’s up to you now. Will you take more from me or shall I make both of us cum?”

“
Yes, Sir.” I might regret letting him decide but I wanted nothing more than to please him in that moment.

“
Fantastico
,” Marcello said, his voice jubilant. “Let’s do this right!” He tramped over to the couch, returning to me quickly. He yanked and twisted my nipples and refastened the clamps with the weights.

“
Ohhhh,” I moaned.

“
You’ve made me so happy, Jane. You’ll take twenty more for me and then I will fill your cunt with my release.”

H
e spanked my clit rapidly, over and over again with the paddle. “Ugh, ohhh, ahhhh,” I muttered as the vivid scorching robbed me of my reason. It didn’t take long for him to finish.

He sidled up next to me and slid his thick cock into my abused pussy. He pounded into me, his swinging balls striking against my clit. Snatching my hair, he forced my head back to expose my neck. He bit down hard and reached around with his other hand to tug on my right nipple clamp. “You have made me a very happy man,” he grunted as he released my head, continuing to plow in and out of me. “Your willingness to take … your punishment … and trust me to give … oh yes … give it to you, has absolved you of your recent activities.”

After all he had done to my ill-treated pussy and nub, he coaxed from me the most powerful orgasm of my life. As I fragmented and my vagina convulsed all around Marcello’s phallus, it induced his orgasm to follow mine. “Oh god … yes … no … oh please, oh, oh, oh, soooo good!”

“
Yes my little slut. Yes Jane,” he yelled out as he came with me.

I wilted in my restraints as all the broken shards of my being tried to reassemble themselves. Marcello’s body weighed heavily against mine, his heaving chest on my back, his breath flowing across my neck. He struggled to come back together as well and finally managed to stand. Undoing the straps that bound me, he lifted me up into his arms and carried me down the hall, through his bedroom door and into the bathroom.

He lowered me to the ground, and it took me a few seconds to regain my equilibrium. I had never showered with Marcello and wondered how Janice would feel about it. “When does Janice get home?” I asked.

“
Not until this afternoon,” he said. He scooped me into a bear hug, lifting my feet off the floor. “Signing that contract marked the true beginning for us. I’m so very proud of you, Jane.” He set me down and turned on the faucet. “I’d love you to wash me in the shower but first I have a few things to say.”

I experienced real shyness in that moment and glanced everywhere around the bathroom but at Marcello.

“
Are you okay?” he asked, taking my shoulders and willing me to gaze up at him.

“
Yes,” I said, but heat suffused my face and body. Glancing up, I didn’t know what to say. Happy to have pleased him, I felt closer to him than ever. I did, however, wonder why I had given him the one thing I could never give Luke.

“
Amore mio
, thank you for giving me the gift of your submission.” He cupped my face in his large hands and gently kissed me. I could feel his love and appreciation. “Your honest transparency over your interactions with Chase coupled with your eager acceptance of your discipline has left me inclined to trust you to pursue a friendship with Chase. Feel free to run with him on the beach if you’d like.”

Marcello’s trust meant everything to me. I jumped up into his arms and he caught me tightly against him. He hauled me into the shower, smiling over my antics.

As the water poured down, I worried about Janice’s homecoming. Would she notice the shift between Marcello and me? I longed for the ease we had all once shared. Maybe Marcello’s Dom friend would restore the balance.

Chase floated around in my head as well. Was it
really
wise to pursue a friendship? I didn’t think so, but I knew myself all too well. Mere common sense would not stop me.

I
looked up from my novel when I heard my door open wider.

“
Over here,” I said from the overstuffed chair in the corner of the room. “So how did it go?”

“
I’m exhausted. His stamina is unparalleled,” Janice said, collapsing on to the ottoman in front of me.

“
Is that a good thing?”

“
He definitely gave me a run for my money but now I just want to sleep for days.”

I decided it must have been good because she had a huge smile on her face and she had come to share with me. “How old is he, and what did he look like?”

“
I’d guess him to be in his forties. His build is much smaller than Marcello’s. Shorter than Luke but similar body
type
. But his cock is like an eighteen-year-old’s—a real Energizer Bunny. I don’t think I have ever been fucked so many times over three days.”

“
Are you sore? What’s his cock like?”

“
My whole body hurts. He loves his rope. He tied me in all sorts of uncomfortable positions but always managed to penetrate me in some manner. Rather fond of my asshole, he made plenty of use of it. His dick is smaller than Marcello’s but hard as steel. I prefer a flared head like Marcello’s but thankfully his wasn’t as long and thick. I’d be raw instead of just tender.”

I chuckled at her description. “Will you see him again?”

“
If Marcello allows it, then yes, I’d like to. I loved all the attention and when we weren’t fucking we talked a lot too. He wants me for his own.” She twisted her shiny black hair up and knotted it into a bun.

“
Who wouldn’t? You’re stunning and a sexual deviant with a penchant for pain.”

“
Love your way with words, Jane.” She laughed. “ ‘Penchant for pain’—I’ll have to remember that.”

“
Actually, I hope you might share some of your experiences with him so I could write about them.”

“
That might be fun but all I want to do at this point is crash.”

“
Thanks for coming by here first. Have you seen Marcello?”

“
Yes,” she said, rising up to her feet.

“
And?”

“
I’m not sure much has shifted for us or should I say him? Did you do something to him? He seems different today. More introspective. I’m not sure what it is.”

“
He did discipline me today and we fucked, but
—
”

“
I figured discipline was involved when I saw the horse in the living room.” She paused and turned away. I assumed she was head
ing
to her room but instead she turned to face me. “I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be living here.”

“
What? Wait, this is merely a bump in the road. I absolutely do not want you to leave, Janice. Please stay open to working this out. I’ll talk to Marcello again.”

That seemed to piss her off although my intent was exactly the opposite. “Stay out of it, Jane. Like I said, this isn’t about
you
; this is between Marcello and me.”

“
I’m sorry I don’t mean to upset—”

“
I know. I just need some sleep. We can talk later and share some stories then, okay?”

“
Sure,” I said, but my distress at the thought of being the only woman in Marcello’s house stayed with me.

Janice shut the door behind her and I grabbed my laptop, settling myself in the chair.

Jane:
You on?

Chase:
Waiting for you …

Jane:
Very funny.

Chase:
What’s up?

Jane:
Marcello is home.

Chase:
And how is that?

Jane:
Fantastic!


Chase:
Gr8! Did he ask about me?

Jane:
That’s your first question?

Chase:
Scroll up and you will see.

Jane:
Very funny.

Chase:
Well?

Jane:
Of course.

Chase:
And? I feel like I’m at the dentist.

Jane: ??

Chase:
Pulling teeth!

Jane:
LMAO

Chase:
Soooooo ….

Jane:
You sure are the impatient one. That’s usually my job. I told him about going to the club and that you drove me home.

Chase:
And going by the beach house?

Jane:
Of course. I have nothing to hide.

Chase:
And how you feel about me?

Jane:
Yes again. That we’re just friends and that’s all I’m interested in.

Chase:
Uh-huh, whatever you have to tell yourself or him to get through the days.

Jane:
The truth hurts. :P

Chase:
A knife through the heart! You should be kinder to me. Andre thinks so.