Fetish
**Sarah**
Kael always gave the impression of being a hard, cold man, but that night I was tempting him in every way possible. I craved more, even if I didn't know exactly what it was yet.
So when he ordered me to lie down on the bed, I decided that this was not what I wanted and for this reason, I chose to tease him by getting on all fours on the bed. As I felt his approach, my whole body shivered, making me completely ready for him, just waiting to feel him fully inside me.
But nothing prepared me for his completely unexpected move, which heated me and caused a rush of emotions inside me.
"Ah!" I yelled out loud, totally surprised to feel a strong slap on one side of my ass.
"I'll say it again: don't play with me.” He said, now massaging the same place he had hit.
I didn't have the chance to look at the place where he had hit, but I was sure that it had left the area all red.
Although I didn't know what I wanted from Kael until that moment, the sensations his slap had aroused brought me a strong hint of what I wanted him to do to me and I decided I could have a little more of that.
“Maybe I like to play,” I said insinuatingly.
Kael was still massaging the spot hit by his slap and his movements became firmer, without any trace of the delicacy of before.
"Are you going to pay to see?”
"Yes!" I moaned, feeling his hand almost hurting me now, squeezing my buttock hard, causing a deliciously torturous burning. "I want to do it.”
Kael pulled away from me and I turned my head to try and see what he was doing behind me, finding that he was removing the rest of his clothes and quickly returning to my side.
When I noticed his hand approaching my head, I imagined that he would invite me for another fiery kiss, but I couldn't have been more wrong!
Kael positioned himself on my back and, with one of his hands he held my hair very tightly, the other was at my entrance, his fingers penetrating me without any delicacy.
They were two different sensations, and while I was writhing in pleasure at the movements he was making inside my pussy, which had been dripping with desire for a long time, the pain caused by the way he held me by the hair was delicious, which was complete madness.
But if for a minute I believed that he would just hold me by the hair, I was very wrong! He started to move his fingers harder and deeper, driving me to delirium with the sensation of being filled by his big and thick member, which was simply delicious.
After a few minutes, he let go of my hair, causing me to get up from the bed, pulling me hard, sitting on the mattress, and making me climb on his lap, facing him and with one leg on either side of his body, but still without penetrating me, which ended up leaving me with a feeling of emptiness.
“Sit on my cock.” He ordered once more. “Fuck me good.”
I didn't comply with his request again, as I craved harder sex, and, as strange as it sounded, I wanted it countered. I felt it made everything more intense.
“I told you to sit down!” He said, roughly.
He then brought me down on his cock with one stroke and again I felt a hard slap on my ass, which was soon followed by another and another.
"Yummy..." I let out a long moan of pleasure, giving myself away.
"You like it like that, don't you?” He slapped again.
And each time he slammed in, the harder and faster I rode his cock, feeling the orgasm getting closer and closer, moaning incessantly.
“More, Kael... I want more!”
I didn't know if I was asking for more of his cock inside me or more slaps, harder... I just wanted more and more and soon I was falling apart in a mind-blowing orgasm that left me completely limp.
“Keep riding, hot!”
He kept encouraging me, but the orgasm had been too intense and I felt too sluggish and weak, so I just let my body fall on top of him, my head in the crook of his neck.
“I haven't come yet.” Kael pointed, holding me by the waist and himself making the movements with my body, moving up and down on top of him.
The movements increased in intensity as he seemed to approach orgasm, and soon he was pouring himself inside me. Only then did he let my body free to rest and I let myself be on top of him, as he laid his torso on the bed, still with his legs off it.
“Fucking hot!” He said, accompanying his words with another slap to my already sore ass.
“Ouch!” I complained, feeling the sting burn on my skin.
“So, you only like it when I'm all the way inside you, do you?” He asked, cynically.
“Exactly,” I confessed, hiding my face in his chest, completely embarrassed.
“If you like it, next time I'll surprise you.”
His tone sounded like a promise and I shivered just imagining what that surprise would be and already feeling anxious for our next time.
But then I remembered that Sunday would be our last day together and I felt a pain tearing through my chest, because we wouldn't see each other anymore and, despite everything, I was in love with Kael. Even though I knew that he didn't feel the same way about me and that everything had come down to catering to his whims and desires, nothing more, and that he wouldn't feel our distance at all.
“It will be our farewell, then," I said, feigning a nonchalance that I wasn't feeling.
“Yes, it will be our farewell.”
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