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Click hereShe gasped when his finger slid into her, them moaned softly when he worked in a second finger. She tried to lean back against his fingers as they pumped in and out.
"You need my fingers in your pussy, don't you, kitten?"
She mumbled something unintelligible. His fingers stopped.
"I couldn't hear that. You're going to have to tell me what you want or you're not going to get it."
Irritation cut through the haze of her arousal, and she remained silent. She whined in disappointment when he withdrew his fingers, but still wouldn't ask him to continue. He shifted the spanking lower. His hand came down across the very bottom of her ass so that she could feel the thudding impact in her pussy. When she pushed back seeking more, he stopped and repositioned her.
"If you want harder spanks, you need to ask."
He reached beneath her stomach and slid his first two fingers on either side of her clit. He stroked up and down around it until she was panting.
"You're running out of spanks. Only six more to go."
The next spank was firm, directly over her pussy. As it landed, he squeezed her clit between his fingers. His hand came down three more times, jolting sensation through her.
"Only two left, sweetheart."
He changed the angle of his hand and the last two spanks landed directly on her pussy. His fingers moved maddeningly slowly over her clit, keeping her tantalizingly close to tipping over the edge into the orgasm she had needed all day. She needed something. She needed more.
"It's a shame you ran out of spanks."
The slow torture of her clit continued until she was whimpering and trying to back away.
"All you have to do is tell me what you need."
Desire swamped her stubborn inhibition. "I need more spanks. Please"
"Good girl."
He spanked her firmly.
"Do you need something else, kitten?"
"I need you to fuck me, please."
He bit back a groan. He squeezed his cock to relieve the urge to thrust into her.
"I'm going to fuck you. But remember what comes first?"
"Spanking."
"Yes. What else?"
He continued to spank her, and she closed her eyes, letting herself fall into the rhythm.
"You have to come for me before you get fucked."
She heard him, but she was focused on each spank and the jolt of pleasure to her pussy. Each spank made her inner muscles clench, and it made her remember what she was missing.
"I need your fingers in my pussy, please."
"That's my girl."
He knelt between her legs and pushed both fingers into her pussy. Her moans sent a shudder through him. He needed so badly to drive into her heated depths, but he was determined to make her come for him while he spanked her.
He slid his fingers in and out while he continued spanking her with his other hand. Each time a spank landed, she tightened around his fingers. When her panting grew desperate, he slipped his fingers out and replaced them with his thumb. His fingers found her clit and he rubbed it, starting slowly and building speed quickly until she passed the point of no return. She shuddered through her climax as her body overloaded. Her inner muscles contracted so hard that the pleasure was almost painful. It went on in waves until it tapered off. She whimpered when her clit became too sensitive, and he eased off.
He guided his cock to her entrance and pushed in with a single deep stroke. Her inner walls were swollen, narrowing her channel, but so slick that he could easily push through the constriction. The stimulation set off a new wave of spasms that clutched at his cock. He waited until the clenching eased, then gripped her hips and slid back nearly to his tip. Her pussy grabbed at him as he retreated. He filled her again, thrusting in hard and setting off a smaller wave of spasms. This time, he didn't pause. He fucked her with long, steady strokes for as long as he could take it.
When he got too close to the edge, he stopped thrusting. He pulled her hips back and leaned into her, pushing his cock in deep. He ground into her and she tightened around him reflexively. He shuddered.
"Do that again, kitten."
She clamped down like a soft, slick vice around him. Her clutching muscles eased, but when he lightly slapped her flank, she squeezed herself around his cock again. He luxuriated in the feeling of her pussy massaging his cock until he was ready to fuck her again. When he was ready, there was no turning back. He held her in place with his hands on her hips and thrust into her. He drove in faster and harder until he was pounding into her. The pressure at the base of his cock began to expand and he drove himself in deep, falling against her back as his orgasm powered through him. He barely managed to brace his arms to keep his full weight off her. His hips lurched with each spurt that jetted into her, each a separate pulse of pleasure.
When it was over, he didn't want to move. His cock still tingled, sensitive to every movement. Her occasional twitches were as much as he could take. She sighed at the loss when he pulled out. He laid beside her and pulled her down to lay with him. The emerald belt still covered her eyes. He caressed her face, sliding his fingertip along the lower edge of the belt and brushing the backs of his fingers over her cheek. He kissed her gently before he untied the belt and tossed it over to his nightstand.
She turned to lay against his side, resting her cheek on his chest. He stroked her hair.
"Sleep well, sweetheart. We have a busy day tomorrow."
Her only response was to nuzzle his chest and wiggle a little closer.
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Chapter 8 will include tangible progress on the construction project and a trip to The Center. I'm sorry Chapter 7 took longer than anticipated. Life intervened.
Thank you again for the feedback on previous chapters. I do respond to feedback, whether it's left in the comments section or sent as feedback through the site. For comments left hear, I usually post the response within a day or two, so if you're interested, check back. I take feedback into consideration for future chapters. Henry's outing in this chapter was in response to a reader's request.
I appreciate the encouragement, which helps keep me wanting to write, and the criticism, which helps me get better at it. If this story doesn't rate a 5 for you, let me know what I can do to fix that next time. Even if it's just something that bugs you, I'd like to hear about it.
I would really appreciate it if you vote for this story. It lets me know how the chapter is received. I compare the scores of chapters in this series to see if I'm going in the right direction.
I appreciate you. Thanks for reading!
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoThe story line is great as are your descriptions of the sex and sexual play. It is very well written and compelling writing. The grammar is very good too except for using the various forms of lie and lay correctly. I trust that you can find when one should use the verb lie, as in, “I lie down to sleep at around midnight every evening.”. One should use the various forms of lay for objects. Hens lay eggs. “I wonder where I should lay my things.” The tricky part is the conjugation of the verbs because “lay” is also the past tense and for the verb lie.
I lie. We lie. You lie. You all lie. She lies. They lie. Present tense
I lay. We lay. You lay. You all lay. She lays. They lay. Past tense of lie.
I have lain in bed all day. …. Perfect tense of lie.
I lay my fork on the edge of the plate after its first use….
I laid my fork “. “. “…
The bedsheets were turned down and her nightgown was laid out for her too. Perfect tense of lay.
TSreaderalmost 3 years agoA wonderful addition to this story. Well written and very in tune with everything going on. Thank you!
Anonymousover 3 years agoI read a lot on this site and have done for years. I appreciate the great writing in this story and I'm looking forward to the details that will be provided about the Elites and how they treat their mistresses. I also am smart enough to get that we are slowly finding out about what makes Mariah tick and that the author doesn't need us to like Michael. This is dystopian non-con guys.. Stop judging! On the other hand, it must be an excellent story to invoke such passionate commentary!
Enchantment_of_Nyxalmost 4 years agoAuthorI'm thrilled to hear Chapter 7 accomplished both its purposes. ;) Knowing people get that out of it encourages me to keep writing. I really appreciate your patience. I work steadily at the chapters, but as you can imagine, I have off-Lit commitments to balance with this.
Besides those interruptions, the truth is that there are times I sit down at the computer and I'm just not inspired. It's not something I can force. I've tried, and when I do it mechanically, the result isn't good. So, I do the parts that I can do, but I have to wait until I'm feeling it to make major progress.
One thing I do to try to get myself inspired is to re-read the comments on my stories. A lot of you have been very generous with your support and encouragement, and a lot of times, that's enough to get me in the right frame of mind for writing. The comments where readers identify what they do and don't like help, too, because they help me think about how I can integrate things with the chapter I'm working on, and sometimes that helps the wheels keep turning.
I'm a bit behind where I hoped to be with Chapter 8. I had to rewrite large parts of it because it just didn't feel right. Sometimes I try to stick too closely to the plot. I got some solid work put in on it this weekend, and I feel like it's going in the right direction.
Thanks again for being so supportive. I hope you "feel" Chapter 8 in both senses of the word!
Enchantment_of_Nyxalmost 4 years agoAuthorI read your comment several times trying to figure out where you were really coming from. My overall impression is that your comment has very little to do with this story. It's clear that you've read the comments on the story, but I'm not sure you've actually read the story, because your comment seems inconsistent with it. Michael is not "paying for sex" with Mariah. There aren't "things" he's "promised her," at least not in the sense that you seem to mean them.
I'm also perplexed by your all-caps "shame on you," given that you have a story in this category that is straight-up rape. I read it when you posted it a few months ago and enjoyed it, but I do find it hard to reconcile with this comment.
If I take your comments at face value, you seem to be complaining that Michael is and has been raping Mariah, yet also complaining that it wasn't actually rape and that Mariah is a "whore."
You suggested I check the definition of "coercion." I'm pretty familiar with the term, but I looked it up anyway. Merriam Webster's definition of "coerce" is "to compel to an act or choice." There are various ways in which that can be accomplished; threat of violence is only one such way. In Mariah's case, Michael offered assistance that could make a tremendous difference for people in her town and even save lives. That's not something she was willing to walk away from. I don't think that makes her a whore by anyone's definition.
What Michael did was utterly unethical, but it wasn't rape by any legal definition I'm aware of in the U.S. because his coercion didn't involve force or the threat of force. Mariah had the ability to walk away from it. Morally, I think it's open for debate, but most people would have a hard time saying something is rape if both parties agree to it of their own free will, even if one of those parties isn't playing fair.
If you had read the story, I think you'd realize that their relationship has progressed well beyond that and that the dynamic has changed since the initial coercion, so to say she's being raped every time they have sex really doesn't fit the story at all.
I've never said that everything was okay because Mariah enjoyed the sex. Michael's pressure on Mariah to obtain sex was unethical by just about anyone's standards. That doesn't mean she has to hate every minute of it. I said she enjoyed the sex in response to a reader who complained that Mariah became a "mindless bimbo" whenever Michael touches her. My response was "I would like to be clear that neither Mariah nor any real woman is a mindless bimbo because she enjoys sex. That's true regardless of the circumstances. Mariah does not view sex as a purity issue. Her reluctance does not stem from a need to prove her 'virtue' by resisting." I stand by that statement, and I'll reiterate it here. Nobody should be shamed for enjoying sex, nor should they be branded a "whore" for their sexual choices. Sex-shaming should not have a place here. I certainly don't have a place for it in the comments on my story.
This story was posted in the Non-Consent/Reluctance category. As an author who's submitted a purely non-consensual story in this category, you're aware that it includes rape. If you believe Mariah was raped and that makes it the type of story you don't want to read, you should probably choose another category to read and write in.
If you're upset with me for some reason, I'd encourage you to send me a private message so that we can talk about what's bothering you.
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoThis story gets me in my feels (lol) and gets me off at the same time. I love the dynamic and am soooo excited for chapter 8. But don’t feel bad for taking more time than expected, it just leads to better chapters! I really admire your dedication and you can really tell that you’re passionate about writing.
Enchantment_of_Nyxalmost 4 years agoAuthorI'm not sure your post amounts a comment so much as an attempt at derogation, but I'm going to address it seriously because the difference between BDSM and non-consent, dubious consent or reluctance is an important one. BDSM requires full consent. Not coerced consent, as is the case with this story. Not questionable consent. No story that features consent that is at all questionable belongs in the BDSM category. Perhaps you jumped in at Chapter 7 without knowing the rest of the story, but it's clearly established in Chapter 1 that Michael coerced Mariah's sexual submission.
Not all dominant or submissive dynamics are truly BDSM. Michael's and Mariah's dynamic is not. Michael has a taste for dominance and a little light bondage. Mariah enjoys it. She's also agreed to sexual submission under the terms of their agreement. That's as far as the similarity to BDSM goes. You may not be familiar enough with the BDSM genre to recognize that there are important and non-negotiable BDSM elements that this story doesn't have, starting with full and unequivocal consent.
Apart from the fact that this is not a BDSM story, I think it's important to remember the importance of keeping everything involving non-consent and dubious consent in the Non-consent/Reluctance category. Everyone should know the statistics of real-world, non-fantasy rape by now. That's not what the stories here are about - at least not for the most part - but nobody who has had such an experience or is sensitive to that topic should be subjected to the risk of running into it in another category. I will not risk doing that to someone.
If it's important to you for one of the characters in a story to resist sex, I suggest that you go to Literotica's story search page and type in the word "rape." That should get you results that are more in line with what you are looking for.
