A Tale of Two Paramours Ch. 22

"It's not going to happen, honey," I told her, stepping back from her and pulling my now completely flaccid penis from her mouth.

Jessi continued looking up at me, then I reached out to her. With a disappointed look, my blonde lover took my hand and let me pull her to her feet. I then picked up her coat.

"Put it on," I said, holding it open for her.

Instead of donning her coat, however, Jessi pushed up against me, kissed me hard, then walked past me. I watched her go around the corner of the cabin, my eyes fixed on her pale derriere on which the red marks from the whipping the prior evening looked considerably more prominent than they had before we came outside. Shaking my head, I followed. However, despite the fact she had not had much of a head start on me, when I came around the corner all I saw was the door of the cabin shutting. Realizing that she must have run to the warm cabin once she was out of my sight made me smile as I followed more slowly in her footsteps.

When I stepped inside the cabin, I saw a blanket wrapped figure huddled in front of the fireplace. I put her coat on the couch, and took my own off as well, before I walked over to where Jessi was trying to start a fire with trembling fingers.

"Let me do that," I said, taking the box of matches from her.

"I-I'm g-g-good at-at st-st-starting f-fires," she stuttered through pronounced shivers.

"Yeah, but I can do this one," I assured her.

I then struck a match and lit the crumpled piece of paper that she had put between a couple of small logs on top of which she had laid two similar sized logs as well as several smaller sticks. The smaller sticks caught nearly immediately, and then to my surprise, as I did not think she had used enough kindling, the top logs soon started burning as well.

Once the fire was going, Jessi leaned against me where I crouched and said, "Th-thanks, Mark. I'm f-fucking c-cold."

I sat down on the floor in front of the fire and hugged the young woman to me as she shivered. We stayed like that, sitting snuggled up with each other on the floor in front of the fire, until Jessi stopped shaking. At that point, I suggested we move to the couch and Jessi agreed.

"Are you okay now," I asked once we were settled.

"I'm still cold, but better. My ass feels like it's on fire, though."

"Let me see it," I suggested, which brought a giggle from the young woman.

"You want to see my ass, Mr. Warner," she grinned, her intense blue eyes sparkling. "That doesn't sound appropriate."

"I need to check for frostbite," I sighed, but the young woman just rolled her eyes.

"If it's burning, that might be a bad sign," I continued, hoping she would accept that I was really concerned. "It's probably nothing, but we should check."

"Anything to get me naked again, huh" she snickered before she stood and let the blanket drop to the floor. "Do you want to check anything else first?"

"Just turn around," I sighed, shaking my head.

The blonde affected a shocked face, her mouth opened in an 'O' shape and her eyes wide. She then spun and leaned forward, pushing her small but very shapely bottom at me. Forcing back my sudden arousal, I carefully looked at the skin of her bottom. Other than the fact that the red marks from the whipping were still more visible than they had been before we went out into the snow, I did not see any problems. Then it occurred to me that snow would have made its way between her cheeks.

"I am going to have to, um, look between, uh, between your, your, well..."

"Between my ass cheeks?" Jessi asked, looking back me with the exaggerated shocked expression back on her face. "Well, I guess that's okay, Mr. Warner. Just don't stick anything up there this time."

Before I was really aware of what I was going to do, landed a loud smack on my young lover's right cheek, causing her to gasp and her flesh to quiver.

"That's one way to warm them up, Mark," she laughed. "But you got to do the other one too."

With another sigh, I smacked her left cheek, setting it quivering and eliciting a moan this time. I then eased her buttocks apart and looked between them. Memories of the night before intruded, and I wondered what would have happened if I had not stopped myself, such as whether Jessi really would have let me have anal sex with her, despite how much she did not want to do so, just because we were playing Master and slave.

"You look fine," I said, letting go of the soft, smooth flesh of her bottom.

"You're not the first man to tell me I have a fine ass, Mark Warner, but I like it more from you," Jessi giggled, turning to face me again.

"You know what I meant," I said, shaking my head.

"So you don't think it's fine?" the naked young woman asked me, stepping so that she was right in front of me, her shaven pussy on my eye level. "Maybe you need to have another look."

"How about I get our stuff from the car, then start dinner?" I proposed, putting my hands on her supple hips and moving her far enough back that I could stand up.

"Or I could finish the job I started outside," Jessi countered, pushing up against me after I was on my feet.

"What about your throat?" I asked, remembering the pained expression when she had taken too much of my length into her mouth.

"Let me worry about my throat, Mark," she smiled, rubbing her hand on my groin like she had before we went outside. "You just worry about filling my mouth with cum."

I leaned down and kissed Jessi, then I moved her hand away from my admittedly stiffening penis. The blonde stuck out her lip in a pout, then sighed. Shaking her head, she stepped back, giving me room to move.

"You rest for a bit," I said, running my fingers down her cheek. "We can see what happens later."

"Okay," she nodded, sitting back down on the couch and pulling the blanket around her. "I'm still a bit cold, really. But, I would've suffered through it to get a nice reward from you."

Grinning, I leaned down to kiss her again.

"I know you would have, baby," I whispered in her ear after the kiss. "But that is because you are a cock sucking slut."

Jessi looked at me, and I knew that this time her shocked expression was not feigned. Then her eyes seemed to catch fire and a huge smile spread across her face.

"Your cock sucking slut, Mr. Warner," my young blonde lover responded, her face flushed. "And I mean to show you that again before the weekend's over, even if I can't go deep."

TO BE CONTINUED...