P I Honeytrap (21 page)

As she worked his tightly fitted jeans down, her joined hands strayed over his rock-hard buttocks, dipping her fingers into the crevice between them. He didn’t prevent her. Her soft cheek was close to his body, pressed against his erect cock as it sprang free.

‘Suck me.’

Hayley indulged her tongue softly along Reuben’s rigid length, teasing at its tip. He pulled her wrist with the rope until her hands touched his balls. It was as if she was a string puppet and he the puppet master, directing her movements. She cupped and caressed and lipped him until his cock grew stiffer yet. Stiff enough to fuck her hard, if only he would.

‘Don’t toy with me, sex slut, I told you to suck me.’ He stood hard as iron. Masterful.

Hayley put her lips to his cock and slipped tightly over the head. She drew half its length into her throat and milked him languidly, moving up and down, creating a vacuum and suction until she heard his soft groan.

‘Take all of it in.’ His tone was harsh, demanding, strongly aroused. Reuben pressed his hips forwards and Hayley instinctively jerked back. It was hard to give up control over so delicate an act.

He clasped her hair, wound it tightly in his hands, and held her immobile, wresting control back. ‘Each act of disobedience will be answered for later.’

He was definitely going to punish her body. The forbidden thought stirred her profoundly.

Reuben ruthlessly pressed his hot shaft deep into her throat, sliding along her flattened tongue, hitting the back wall gently. He gave a murmur of profound pleasure. ‘That’s right. You see what you can achieve with my instruction? Your mouth is to be used as I see fit.’

He pulled himself free and, pulling her by the collar, turned away. He sat down on one of the rowing machines. Bracing his feet against the stands, he took hold of the false oars.

‘Sit in my lap, facing me.’

In some erotic modern dance, Hayley stepped over his parted thighs and settled herself in his lap. His erect cock, still shining with her saliva, was trapped between their bellies. She hooked her arms around his neck and pressed her soft breasts into the solid wall of his iron chest. Hayley held her breath in silent expectation of his next command, feeling the pounding of her heart and the insistent call of her lonely channel to be filled. Reuben stilled for a moment, as if drinking in the nearness of her. He looked deeply into her eyes like he could read her needs there.

‘Lift yourself and ease my cock inside your hot pussy.’

Hayley’s breasts swelled in thrilled anticipation, nipples teasing against the friction of the damp, golden skin on Reuben’s chest. She unhooked her arms from around his neck, reached down between them, rising up onto her toes, gliding the silken head of his steel pole against her slickness. He slapped her buttock hard in impatience. ‘Do as I tell you.’

Quickly, she lowered herself over it, feeling each minute stretching of her walls as she accommodated his hugeness. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips and she closed her eyes.

Reuben froze. ‘Be silent and look at me. This is for my pleasure, not yours.’ As if remembering the last time he had heard her make that sound, he thrust up unforgivingly inside her and grunted briefly, sinking his teeth into the skin of her neck and sucking hard against her until she moaned, leaving his mark upon her. She moved her head aside to accept his brand willingly.

‘Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on tight.’ He began to row. With the power of his arms, back, and legs, he propelled the machine back and forth repetitively. Each pass created a subtle movement through Reuben’s body. It rolled internally through Hayley’s, straining her erotic senses like wire tautening under a master bowman’s stroke. She gasped to breathe in sufficient air.

Their bodies were fixed together, denying Hayley all but the slow rocking burn which built moment by moment within her core. She moaned against Reuben’s ear as he pulled and pushed the weight of both of them. She could feel the power of his shoulder and arm muscles tensing beneath her own slender grip and the tensioning of his thighs beneath her buttocks. Each gentle bump at the extremity of the mechanical action jolted his cock inside her moist sheath teasingly, sending her spiralling higher.

She tilted her hips forward to allow her growing pleasure to peak, but he bit out words to prevent her. ‘Be still.’ He intended to be in control of her orgasm. ‘You do not have my permission to come.’

Shocked by his words, excited beyond measure, she fretted that she couldn’t stop herself erupting under the merciless stimulation of her body and Reuben’s intention that she should hold herself back.

‘What do you want me to do?’ It was a plea. A frustration. Submission.

Suddenly, Reuben stopped moving, assuming all responsibility for her. The rowing machine stilled and became frustratingly inanimate once more. Hayley looked at him pleadingly. The teasing heat had built in her body again, which would crown in volatile orgasm with a mere touch, a prompting whisper. It was agony to deny it, to leave it unfulfilled. But Reuben required this of her.

He barked a short, sharp laugh. He held her immobile, impaled on his throbbing cock. ‘I am in complete control. You submit everything to me now. You will only have your pleasure when I allow it, for mine.’

He intended to punish her fully for her wanton crimes and she loved him for it. 

Chapter Fifteen

Despite thrilling to this new game, Hayley wondered what had wrought such a complete change in him. Reuben always allowed her to have control over their encounters. She had told herself it was the only reason she kept coming back to him. But she was finally ready to admit she had buried the truth because she didn’t trust herself. Pretending she had needed to be in control concealed who she really was. It had frightened her to admit it, even to herself, but in her own sexuality she didn’t want control. Yet what of Reuben’s change of heart?

Her true feelings shamed her. Her face burned.

He knew. Reuben knew what she needed. What she wanted. And he wasn’t going to run. He was prepared to do this for her. She wanted to give herself to Reuben so badly. Hayley voiced her query before she could change her mind. ‘Why?’

Reuben moved lightning fast. He ripped her from him, ejecting her body from his, making her feel the sudden loss. He must have thought she was questioning his decisions.

He jumped up and yanked her forcefully behind him to a press-bench. Sitting upon it, he heaved her over his knee, pulling her face downwards to expose her firm buttock flesh. The first hard slap he administered to her posterior came as a complete shock. She struggled to right herself. This was way beyond her anticipation of Reuben’s sexual mastery.

‘Let me up,’ she squealed. She felt on shifting sands. He had never treated her this way before.

Reuben delivered another smarting slap accompanied by a response. ‘I want you and I’m prepared to fight to have you.’ He held her immobile. No matter how hard she struggled, he readily contained her. He delivered another punishing slap, making her quiver and gasp. ‘Unless you give me the word that tells me you want this to end, you will submit to my sexual control, Hayley, because I want you to. And you want this too. I understand that now.’

His large hand stopped and caressed her warmed flesh softly. His fingers slipped through her slick, pink pussy fondling her clit and rimming the entrance to her vagina until she ceased struggling to escape and began to squirm against his hand, mewling urgent cries for deeper penetration. His touch felt so good she moaned.

He administered another resounding slap to temper her pleasure. ‘I have not yet given you my permission to come. Do not come, Hayley.’ His tone warned her he was serious.

She could not escape this thrashing but did not mind. The increasing glow of her hot skin melded with the excited thrill thrumming through her pussy until she could hardly differentiate between harsh pain on one hand and gentle pleasure on the other. He spanked her buttocks six more times until she could really feel the tender heat of her punished flesh. It elicited a powerful longing to be taken hard too. She was so hot, hornier than she could recall. Yet humiliated that Reuben could so easily dominate her physically and excite her that way too. Her brain was in sensory overload.

‘You’re enjoying this.’ She was pretty close to coming now. Pretty close to strange tears spilling too. The erratic emotion overwhelmed her. Pain and humiliation and sexual stimulation blurred with relief and a deep sense of peace.

‘Yeah, I’m enjoying it and you’re being disrespectful again.’ Reuben pulled her upright onto his knee. ‘Now ask me what I want. Respectfully.’

Hayley squirmed fluttering her hand to attempt to soothe her heated behind. ‘What do you want?’ She felt petulant after his chastisement even knowing Reuben would do it all over again if she did not comply with his wishes. His stern demeanour brooked no argument. It suggested she had yet to humble her tone.

He gave up waiting. ‘More spanking required, I believe, to start with.’ He began to pull her over his knee again. ‘Until you learn, I mean what I say.’

A soft cry escaped her. ‘No, please, Reuben. Don’t. Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it. Sir.’

His lips curved slightly and he smoothed the frown lines between her eyes with his thumb then kissed her parted lips at length. She let him. ‘Better. Have I ever told you how beautiful you are when you’re soft and compliant? You know I won’t tolerate anything but total obedience.’

‘Reuben?’ Her stomach knotted. She wanted this but it scared her too.

He caressed her thigh affectionately and she felt herself swell against his touch. ‘The rest of your life is yours to command and in everything else we are equal. But I will control our sexual encounters. I will say when and how and where and how often. You simply accept. I may discipline you to help you learn or simply because it excites me to do so, but I will protect you and fulfil your needs and I will always love you.’ He leant forward and kissed her mouth, claiming what was his. ‘Remember, you can stop this with a single word.’

He was telling her she could trust him.

A welter of emotions flooded through Hayley. Fear, relief, anticipation, uncertainty but above all, desire and respect for Reuben. He understood her better than she understood herself. No matter how long she had supressed her latent desires to be sexually controlled and dominated, they had crawled out relentlessly, leaving her unhappy and unfulfilled.

Reuben showed her that he understood all this. He let her know that he loved her and was not repelled by her unusual desires; that she didn’t need to keep them hidden any longer. He would be the one to fulfil them, to dominate her responsibly. With infinite care and love.

Suddenly she was certain of him; more assured of herself. She wrapped her arms around his strong neck and hugged him close, holding on as if she would never let him go.

He pulled her arms gently from him. ‘Enough. We need an abs workout.’ She let him lead her over to the curved incline bench. Reuben kept possessive hold of Hayley with his fingers encircling the back of her neck, as if she might try to escape if he let her. As if. Her heart pounded. Her pussy ached, greedy for his possession of her.

He lay on the bench with his head towards the floor, hooking his feet around the restraints above to prevent himself sliding off. Hayley saw that gravity held his hugely engorged cock pointing at his navel. She knew that his hot lust for her body would keep it there whichever way up he was, and felt faint with need. He followed her eyes and smiled coolly. His hand curled around the pompous appendage and he caressed it as she watched.

‘I want to feel myself inside you.’ He held it at an angle for a deep penetration.

She stepped over his reclining body and he guided her firmly down until he stretched and filled her slick vagina completely. His face revealed his satisfaction at her pussy’s tight grip of his cock as she pulsed and throbbed around him. She faced him, the balls of her feet on the floor, aiding her balance on her personal wild bronco. In this state of high arousal, she had moaned as he entered her. Reuben gave an answering grunt of satisfaction and reminded her of the rule. ‘If you come before I give you my permission, I will punish you. I am in control of your body now.’

The thought sobered her as she regarded his strength and felt the warmth glowing in her spanked buttocks. She fought her natural urge to rock her hips over his and to undulate her body against his erection in self-stimulation as Reuben placed his muscular arms behind his head and performed the first sit-up. The denial of her womanly instinct to move was immense as she acceded to his control of her responses. Hayley rested her hands lightly on his washboard abdominals, feeling them crunching beneath her fingers as they worked to raise the weight of his upper body towards her erect one.

He was suddenly upright, naked chest wall pressing against her softness. Lowering his head, he captured her nipple between his teeth, grazing the erect bud, gently at first. He gripped, pulled back hard, releasing the tight tension at the last moment as he lowered his upper body to an inverted recline once more. Hayley’s brow creased and she yipped at the exquisite pain that radiated out and down, making her throbbing intensify.

The subtle shifts of his hot ramrod in her tunnel as he performed teased her pussy. Each time he tensed to lift again, a corresponding tightening and thrusting occurred inside her, stimulating intense arousal as shock wave after shock wave built inside her. Hayley tried to contain the demands of her body as it burned ever higher towards that momentous liquid eruption.

She knew she could not hold out much longer. It scratched at her, goaded her to do what it needed to end the mounting torment. She felt ready to explode. Digging her nails softly into his flesh, Hayley clawed over his stomach and chest, feeling each bunching and relaxing of the fibres as he worked up a sheen of sweat.

As his mouth toyed with her nipple once again, she threw her arms around his neck, pulling his head back to her breast. ‘Stay, please. Keep doing that,’ she whispered. She so needed to come. Reuben suckled hard until she could no longer stop her hips from thrusting involuntarily.

‘Are you about to come?’ he asked guardedly, drawing back at the pace and pitch of her steadily mewling cries.

‘Uh-huh.’ At the delicious feeling driving through her, a sound, almost beyond speech, escaped her lips.

‘Enough repetitions, I think.’

How could he stop? Now? Her closed eyes flew open as he placed his hands at her hips and lifted her from him again. ‘Please don’t stop, Reuben. Not now.’ It was a whine of utter desperation.

His tight laugh tormented her. ‘You’re forgetting something, princess.’ Her frustrated frown made his smile widen. ‘I’m in charge here. You do as I say. Now up.’

A light smack on her tight, sore behind reminded her of who was still in control. She was slow to react, knowing any sudden movement could damage her resolve to surrender her will to his. She so tried to wait for his consent before she submitted to her impending orgasm. The problem was the control he exerted made her ever hornier. Hayley whimpered in abject frustration.

‘Do you need me to spank you again?’ he asked, reaching round to slap her buttock harder, propelling her into his hot groin again. ‘Until you learn?’ She groaned.

Did she? ‘No, Reuben, don’t.’ Perhaps. He’d often liked to make her delay before sexual completion, but never this long before. Especially with him doing everything he could to make it happen. She didn’t know how much longer she could last before she failed him. But he was letting her know that, from here on in, sex was completely on his terms. ‘I’m trying.’ It was so very difficult around Reuben.

‘Try harder. Breathe through it. Stop it coming. You can do it. I’m telling you to do it. You can do anything you set your mind to.’

She was too needy, too close, fired up to the point of unrestrained release, warring between using her femininity to encourage Reuben to grant her desires and trying to submit to his, however unreasonable they seemed at this moment. Even the thought of that made her want to come even harder. Submission wasn’t going to be easy.

Hayley pressed herself against Reuben, drawing on the strength of his safe rigidity against her vulnerable softness yet only seeming to further excite the erotic stimulation coursing vainly through her overcharged body. The pulsing in her pussy drove every other rational thought from her head. She bit her lip hard, but it didn’t help.

Reuben laughed tightly again. She knew he was as needy as her, just more prepared, more able, it seemed, to control it. Control her. ‘Oh no, princess. You don’t get me that easily.’

‘Please fuck me, Reuben. Take me hard. I need you. Please.’ She could have screamed in need.

‘We have more work to do on our bodies and on our patience training first. No pain. No gain.’

She bounced on her toes in abject frustration at thoughts of him working on her body with his hands, his fingers, his lips. ‘Hurry, Reuben.’

He scowled. ‘Don’t push your luck, Hayley. I might just tie you up and leave you to cool down for an hour.’

‘No. I’ll try.’

He laughed again at her expression of despair. ‘Now, what workout do I think you need next?’ He seemed to be deliberately taking his time as he looked around at all the luxury equipment at his disposal. Her body trembled with unresolved need beside him.

He looked slowly towards her. His eyes travelled downwards over her breasts. He covered one with his hand. ‘I insist you keep these beauties as perfect as they already are. That takes work too.’ His voice sounded thick. He needed completion as much as she did.

She realised he was attempting to take her focus off her hot pussy. It wasn’t working. Her throat felt choked with wanting to come so badly. He led her to one of the lateral pull-down machines and sat her with her back to the weight stack. Spreading her legs to either side of the bench reduced the friction of her clamped-together thighs. She was embarrassed to know he could see the glistening wetness of her desperation and tried to shut her legs again.

‘Leave them open. I want to see your pussy. I like to see how much you want my cock inside you.’ Even his voice was enough to get her off by now. She moaned again.

He adjusted the load for her body strength, brushing his bent knee softly against her damp need. He was determined to test her. She panted hard to hold herself back. ‘That should do it, I think.’ He untied her wrists and guided her hands to the bar above her head, wrapping her fingers firmly around it at each end.

Everything felt like torture now. All her mind could focus on was the excitement centred between her thighs. Every nerve ending trembled and quaked. All she wanted to do was sink over his cock and thrust until she exploded.

Hayley squeezed her thighs together as if she could contain what was building. He knelt down in front of her, slapping her closing knees apart again with his hands and giving her a warning stare. He nodded at her to begin. Her back arched as she braced against the weights, thrusting her breasts forward, pulling the resistant bar down towards her shoulders, behind her head. Her hands were effectively contained, opening her body to his heated gaze.

Once she reached the lowest downward motion, supporting the fully raised weights, Reuben said, ‘You’re so beautiful like that. Hold that position. I want to feel if I’ve got the tension right for you too.’ His breathing was shallow. Sudden.