The wet slap had her hips working, pumping upwards as the delicious pain spread through her core. His palm had come down hard on her splayed pussy lips, the heel of his hand spanking her clit, his fingers slapping against her sensitive folds, and Ellie cried out with the sheer, erotic joy of it. It burned, it stung, it felt so good.

“More, please, please, please,” she begged. If three pleases were the magic words, she’d be happy to do it over and over again.

SMACK!

This time when he slapped down, he didn’t just snap his hand away, he slapped and held his hand on her pussy, rubbing her sensitive lips with his palms, stimulating her swollen clit and making her writhe as aching need sheered through her. Her breasts throbbed on her chest as she writhed, trying to rub more of her tender pussy against his hand.

SMACK!

Another slap and hold.

Enough pressure to make her hot and needy. Not enough to get her off. As soon as she thought she might be building up enough friction against his hand, he pulled it away again.

SMACK!

“Please, Michael,” she pleaded. “More... more... I need to cum...”

“Oh you’re going to cum, pretty girl,” he said, his hand rubbing against her open pussy, working its way lower, the tips of his fingers seeking and finding the crinkled bud of her anus. The tiny hole easily accepted a finger, slicked with her arousal, making her shudder at the perpetually naughty feeling of being fingered there. “But you’re going to wait until my cock is up your ass before you do.”

Her sphincter automatically tightened around his finger, which was working in and out of her ass, fucking the hole - preparing it - as her breath caught. Ellie had known he’d get there eventually. There’d been no mistaking his fascination with her asshole when he’d plugged her every time they were at the club together. She just hadn’t realized it would be tonight.

“Is this because I said yes to your collar?” she asked, shivering under his gaze as he watched her with slightly hooded eyes, his finger still working in and out of her asshole, moving much more easily as the small hole stretched.

A second finger began pushing into her as he answered. “Oh yes, Ellie. I told you, you’re all mine now and I’m claiming every last bit of you.”

Including her ass.

Anticipation and trepidation slid through her. It had been years since she’d had actual anal sex. Only a few Doms had ever wanted to take the play that far and she’d only said yes to the first two before realizing it made her feel too vulnerable, too intimate, too submissive with them. Too much theirs. But she was already Michael’s, and she wanted it.