Mastering Kyla (Stone Cellar Erotica) Read Online Free PDF

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    “If it was easy, it wouldn’t qualify as punishment, now would it?” Jackson slipped his fingers back into her core and started fucking her with his hand, slowly and rhythmically. Kyla fought him, struggling against the welling sensations he was kindling. It was a losing battle, and Kyla’s eyes widened as she felt another flood of warmth escaping her pussy, coating the padded leather bench beneath her. As her essence spilled across the padded bench, her anus relaxed.
    Jackson took full advantage of the moment and pushed. Kyla groaned as he slid the butt-plug all the way into her back passage. When it was securely packed inside, Jackson chuckled. “Well now. You took the full plug on your first try.”
    Kyla’s heart was racing, but it never even occurred to her to use her safe word. Jackson kept finger-fucking her with one hand. He placed his other hand on the small of her back. It was warm and steady, and it calmed Kyla, even as her body responded to his fingers. After a few minutes, Kyla’s breathing slowed. And—shockingly—she found she didn’t mind the plug. In fact, the feeling was strangely good. A pleasant fullness.
    As if reading her mind, Jackson pulled his fingers out of her. A moment later, she heard the distinctive buzzing drone of a vibrator. Unable to turn her head, Kyla couldn’t see what was coming.
    “Kyla, listen to me. You are not allowed to orgasm without my permission,” Jackson said. “Do you understand?”
    “How am I supposed to keep from—?” But before Kyla could finish her question, Jackson rammed a massive, vibrating dildo into her slick pussy, all the way to the hilt. Kyla sucked in a sharp breath, but it quickly turned into an urgent moan as Jackson pumped the bulging dildo in and out of her furiously.
    Kyla lost herself in the sensations of fullness from the butt-plug and the dildo. She was only faintly aware of the sounds escaping her throat, hoarse, urgent grunts with each deep thrust of the dildo. The sensations multiplied, grew, until they threatened to overwhelm her. Kyla tried to buck on the bench, but she was too securely bound.
    “Kyla, fight it,” Jackson warned. But it was no use. Kyla gritted her teeth, trying to hold the orgasm back, but it was too strong. It crashed into her, sending her flying over the cliff. Kyla screamed with the intensity of the sensation.
    Jackson pulled the dildo out instantly, but Kyla, still quivering in her orgasm, barely noticed.
    “You came without permission.” Jackson’s voice was cold. His disappointment penetrated the haze in Kyla’s mind.
    “I’m sorry, sir. I couldn’t help it.”
    “You forget, this is about punishment. You haven’t earned your reward yet.” There was an ominous tone to Jackson’s voice. “So we’ll just have to try this another way.”
    Jackson crossed to the bookshelf again. Kyla heard his footsteps returning, and the whistling snap of something that sounded suspiciously like a whip.
    “Jackson?” she asked, her voice cracking with fear.
    Jackson came into view and held something up for Kyla to examine. It looked like an over-sized collar with a ball about the size of a racquetball built in. “This is a ball gag. I’m going to put this in your mouth and you won’t be able to scream out.”
    “Why?” Kyla’s mouth went dry for a second time. “What are you going to do to me?”
    “Sir.” Jackson’s eyes glinted. “I won’t remind you again.”
    “Sir,” Kyla echoed. “What are you going to do to me, sir?”
    “You won’t be able to say your safe word, so if you want me to stop, hold up two fingers. Do you understand? Show me.”
    Kyla held up two fingers, and Jackson nodded.
    “Open your mouth.”
    When she obeyed, Jackson slipped the ball gag into her mouth and buckled it tightly around her head. She could breath through her nose, but the ball gag plugged her mouth quite effectively.
    “I know it’s intense, Kyla.” Jackson leaned closer to her, dropping his voice