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at his hands. This was the
submissive, teachable Zara, willing and ready to obey her Sir’s
commands…
    * * *
     
    His next command sent a veritable thrill up
and down her spine. He quietly asked her to go on her hands and
knees, her bottom facing him. She complied with silent, trembling
expectation. He placed his hand on her ass cheeks, stroking
tenderly.
    “How deliciously plump,” he crooned.
“Certainly more than perfect…for this.” She didn’t expect what he
did next, and it made her almost scoot off the floor.
    It hadn’t hurt that much, but it had been so
unexpected, him spanking her ass like that. His hand had landed
with a flat, hot thud, which vibrated through her skin.
    “Was that nice, Zara?” he asked quietly when
she made no sound. “Did that feel good?”
    She blinked, thinking in surprise that
actually, it had. “Yes, Sir. It did feel good.”
    “Hmm; that’s not quite right. I meant to
punish, not please,” he mused, right before he spanked her again.
The impact was harder, louder. She gasped, her rear smarting from
the sharp yet erotic pain of Chase’s large hand connecting with her
cheeks. She felt them wobble and throb, and she glanced back with
stinging eyes.
    “Now, that surely must have hit the mark,” he
said with satisfaction, seeing the discomfort on her face. And yet,
he showed her just how much her body was liking this turn of
events, by slipping his fingers past her pussy lips, parting them
to unveil the juicy moistness within. “Ah, it hit the mark indeed,”
he commented as he withdrew his fingers once again.
    Zara flinched, expecting another whap, but
no, his palms were merely lowering to massage her aching skin. She
sighed at the soothing caress, only to cry out loud when, without
warning, he surged into her pussy from behind in one hard, deep
thrust.
    “Tight, wet, and hot…the perfect mix,” she
heard him murmur thickly, even as her pussy seemed to scream at the
unexpected invasion. Her arms could barely support her as he rammed
into her again, and again, almost causing her to shoot forward at
the collision. There was no way to describe the way her insides
were feeling as Chase rocked into her, stretching her walls around
him. Her head was swimming with the mixed messages of pleasure and
pain, her pussy growing wetter and wetter like it couldn’t care
less which was which…
    His fast, steady rhythm rocked her from the
inside out. First, his hands gripped her generous hips as he pushed
in and out of her, and then they slid upwards to cup her breasts.
He leaned forward and held the swaying globes in his hands. She
loved how he squeezed on them as he fucked her, mixing up the
sensations. His palms rolled over her nipples, grazing them
roughly. The next minute, he grabbed the aching nubs between his
thumb and forefinger, and began to tweak them mercilessly.
    She bit on her lower lip with bliss at his
touch, even when the tweaking got harder and it felt like he was
pinching on her tender nubs. The thrill of having them both so
terribly teased was enough to bring a sob to her throat. He pulled
on them, hard, and then pinched on them again and again.
    Coupled with the continuous stroking of his
cock inside her, it was all almost too much to bear at once. She
tried not to think of the sensitivity mounting in her breasts and
nipples, wanting to concentrate more on the pleasure of having his
hands on her body. She loved it when he fondled her with such
strong, almost forceful caresses. And if it pained, it didn’t
matter. With every passing minute, her threshold for discomfort
seemed to widen and lift. So long as that thick, hot cock kept
fucking her, she could take just about everything.
     
    * * *
     
    Her pussy walls spasmed uncontrollably, and
in reaction, so did her sphincter. It was her body’s way of coping
with the meaty intrusion of Chase’s thick-ridged shaft. Her sense
of pain and pleasure mingled and roiled, and she was quivering all
over. Suddenly, he released