stay in this position at all times. Do not disappoint me by ruining my view."
"I won't, Sir."
Reed stepped back, content with what he saw. No flaws were present on her skin—only smooth white flesh beneath the dark leather, all inviting him to move forward with the scene.
He went over to the tray and grabbed his black leather cowhide flogger. This flogger was an appropriate choice for her—a light hit would cause some pain, but the velvety leather would provide only a minor sting.
Reed returned to stand in front of her. Marley's gaze focused on the flogger. “Ah, I see excitement raging through those beautiful eyes of yours.” He positioned himself behind her, spun the flogger in his hands, and her breath hitched. Without another word, he smacked the flogger against her thigh to test her.
She gasped.
"On a scale of one to ten, tell me the pain level you experienced."
"Four, Sir."
"Only a four. I'll have to change that, won't I?” Her sweet ass clenched. With his empty hand, he smacked her on the ass with a flat palm. The loud hit echoed in the empty room, and she screeched. “Never anticipate what I will do to you. You'll never get what you expected, and I will punish you for such anticipation."
"Sorry, Sir."
"And so you should be.” He waited for her to settle—for her muscles to loosen before he raised the flogger and hit her ass. “What's your pain level?"
"Three, Sir."
He smacked her again.
"Five, Sir."
He hit harder.
"Seven, Sir."
And harder.
"Ten, Sir,” she shouted.
Reed studied her reactions to each hit. He witnessed the subtle way her muscles relaxed at the halfway mark. Her responses told him she liked a little pain, would find pleasure from the pain, but anything harder would be too much for her.
"You've held your position and answered my questions honestly.” He moved in front of her and touched her pussy, swirled his finger in her juices before he inserted one finger, then pushed two through her damp lips. “Always stay honest, not only with me but yourself, and we'll do fine here.” He slid his fingers deeper within her, settled them against her G-spot, and then he finger fucked her senseless.
Marley screamed. Her pussy clenched against his fingers, forcing him to grab on to her hip to keep up the rhythm he'd set. Her moans sent shivers down his spine and pooled heat into his thick erection.
She surprised him, though, by maintaining eye contact. So focused. So intent. He'd give her the first climax because of her natural submission to him and for how well she'd done.
He fucked her with his fingers more forcefully, and her screams morphed together in one long, desirable explosion. The sound of her climax stilled as wetness warmed his hand and her final cry of fulfillment rang through the air.
"Very good.” Her pussy no longer contracted around his fingers, and the focus in her eyes returned. “You're responsive. I'm honored you came as hard as you did for me and so quickly.” He withdrew his fingers, cupped her face, and crushed his lips against hers in a fevered pitch. Reed could find himself lost in her mouth, yet he pulled away to remain focused on his role. “By the time I'm done with you, I want to see your thighs glistening with your arousal. You won't fail me, will you?"
"No, Sir.” She sounded breathless. “I won't."
Reed grinned. Not only was Marley undeniably beautiful, his type in every regard, but she had not fought him in the least. She'd been naturally everything he wanted in a sub. He'd forced her to come, not only to offer her a reward, but he'd wanted to see how sexually aware she was. Not all women were capable of having a G-spot release, but she'd done exactly that.
Damn, this woman aroused him, and he wanted her to experience the satisfaction of knowing she caused this reaction in him. He closed his body on hers to allow her to feel his heavy cock on her stomach, to give her that reward and show her she enthralled him. “The sight of you, the smell