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my movements
to the point where I almost had trouble keeping rhythm. The sound
of leather on flesh, the clanging hooks, mixed with Eric’s returned
sobs and grunts and was like a beautiful tune in my ears.
    The tingling at my pussy spread with each
added slap of skin or noise from Eric and continued through my
whole body. My rhythm finally faltered as I had to fight my own
building orgasm. Trying to gain more control over my body I dug my
nails in and focused on his ass under my hands—bright red and
swollen, being filled with my thick rubber dick—but the trail of
juices flowing down my leg was distracting beyond the point of no
return.
    Biting my lip, knowing I couldn’t cum before
pushing him over the edge, a new sound flitted to my ears; Eric
trying to speak. He started with the word “I”, repeating it each
time I bottomed out. The word was faint, struggling through his
choking cries, but it was there. Slowing down I swallowed back my
desire and focused on my slave.
    “Is there something you wish to say?” The
words were slow, mimicking my new motion.
    His breathing was heavy but he managed to
speak—his head down facing the floor, hair disheveled and wet with
sweat. “I deserve this.”
    The words struck me, at my core and I had to
hear him say the rest; to tell me why he deserved this
treatment.
    Pushing in I asked, “Why?”
    In one breath Eric blurted, “Because of how I
treated my wife.” His sobs this time were not brought on by me; I
was motionless, feeling at peace from his admission. “I was awful
to her, I don’t even have the dignity to look her in the face or
say a kind thing to her now because of how much shame I feel. I
deserve this, I deserve everything, and the fucked up thing is it’s
the only way I can get off; the worse the treatment, the better.”
He let out a short laugh. “So do to me as you wish, Mistress. I am
your slave.”
    Not sure what to say to his confession, words
I wished to hear for so long, I pulled out of him and sat back to
decide what to do next and saw his dick was still hard, having
never faltered with all I put him through. As I observed him he
didn’t move and seemed to wait for my command. Getting to my feet I
unsnapped the harness and let it drop to the floor. Eric jumped
when it hit but stayed in position, like a well trained slave.
Going to his hands I unhooked them from the bar then went to his
legs and unsnapped those as well before bringing him to his
feet.
    There was one piece of furniture that was
unused in my chamber, except on very rare occasions, and that was
my red silk draped bed. Still blindfolded with cuffs in place at
wrists and ankles I guided Eric up on the platform and I turned him
around to place his used rear upon soft bedding.
    “Lie back and bring your arms above your head
then scoot up until you touch the frame.”
    Eric did as I asked without question, without
hesitation. Spreading his arms wide I hooked them to the rings on
the frame then did the same to his feet. The entire time Eric’s
cock remained hard and the sight of it had my mouth watering once
more.
    After his second ankle was hooked in I stood
up and was moved by the sight of him. His arms and legs spread
wide, chest still baring marks from where I smacked his nipples
were set nicely against the silken crimson surrounding him, but
most spectacular was his cock. It was solid, with pre-cum already
forming at its tip, and had a slight curve that was perfect for
hitting that oh so sweet spot all women had. I would have never
thought I would stand before Eric and feel the urge to be fucked by
him again, but there I stood.
    “What is about to happen is out of the
ordinary, but because you were such a good slave and learned so
very much in such a short time you will be rewarded with something
not many of my slaves receive. In fact, you are the first to get
this reward on the initial visit.” As I spoke to Eric I stripped
off my dress and climbed on the California king bed next