“Do you require me to be bare?” she asked.
“No. I require you to be like you are. Keep yourself neatly trimmed. I don’t need a bare pu**y, and I’m not keen on bare pu**y either. I like my women to be women.”
She smiled. Many men she’d come across wanted everything waxed and looking what she considered prepubescent on a woman. Prue loved having pubic hair as it was like another sign of her feminine maturity. Silly, but it was what she liked on herself. Prue returned to the pose several more times until James said enough. She stayed in her submissive pose while waiting for more instructions.
Chapter Twenty-Five
His woman was a fast learner. James stared at her pose, and his c**k stirred at the sight. Her cl*t was just visible between the small thatch of hair. She’d looked relieved when he spoke of her pubic hair. There were plenty women bare on the pu**y. He’d been with many women who liked to have the whole lot waxed off, but it had never been his desire.
A bare woman didn’t turn him on more; in fact it made him uncomfortable. He liked his women to have a neatly trimmed bush as he loved the female sculpture. Ripe br**sts with a waist, hips, and a proper pu**y, that was his preference.
“Come here,” he said, tapping his knee.
Prudence stood and walked to him. He stared up and down the length of her body. His c**k thickened, tenting his robe.
She sat on his knee. James wrapped an arm around her back while bringing her in closer to him.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“I’m thinking about what we’re going to do next.” He took her hand in his pressing her palm against his chest.
“We’re going to talk about what I expect of you. This relationship will not happen all the time, but I expect you to obey me in all things,” he said.
Her gaze narrowed on him. He saw the need for her to argue with him.
“From now on I don’t want you missing meals. You’ll eat three times a day, and no more snacking to make up for missed meals.”
“This is a little extreme,” she said, yelping as he slapped her thigh. Prudence growled at him.
“You’ll do as you’re told. No more snacking because you’ve missed a meal. I want you strong and healthy, and if that requires me to monitor you then I f**king will.” James caught her chin and forced her to look at him.
“I don’t have problems eating.”
“You need your strength,” he said.
“And why do I need my strength?”
Whack!
“Ouch,” she said, rubbing the spot he punished.
“I intend to f**k you every chance I get. If you’re tired because you haven’t eaten I’ll be pissed. Do you see what I mean?” he asked.
She glared at him, rubbing her thigh. “I get it.”
“Good.”
“When we’re in the club and around others you can call me James, but when we’re in home or doing a scene I’d prefer Sir or Master, your choice.”
“So I get a choice in something?” she asked, insolently.
“I think you’re trying to force me to spank you harder,” he said, seeing through her act.
Her cheeks flamed. “Would I do anything of the sort?”
Lifting her in his arms moved toward his spanking bench. He loved the bench. The design reminded him a little of a gymnasium bench.
James placed her on the floor. “I’m going to spank your ass, Prudence. I’m going to use several spanking instruments, and when I’m done I want to know what you think of each.”
She licked her lips then looked toward the wall with canes, paddles, floggers, and whips adorning it.
He tied her into place taking extra care not to hurt her. James never wanted to hurt her or cause her pain that wouldn’t lead to pleasure.
Moving away when she was secured, he picked a wooden paddle, a whip, and a cane. They were his favourite along with his hand. He never kept equipment he didn’t like using.
James untied the sash of his robe and stood behind her naked. Mirrors lined the rest of the walls that didn’t hold shelves with equipment. Prudence lay with her head turned to the side. She didn’t appear to notice the mirror in front of her.
“Prudence, look at me.”
Her head turned, and she stopped. Her eyes moved over the top part of his body. James stood naked. His c**k was rock hard in front of him.
James dropped his gaze down to her body. “Open your thighs.”
She did as he commanded opening herself up to him. Her creamy pu**y was on view, and his arousal hardened further making it almost unbearable to touch. He stroked his shaft trying to ease the ache inside. The few pumps of his fist only helped to drive him crazy.
The puckered skin around her ass caught his attention. He loved everything about her ass and intended to take her there very soon. James owned plenty of dildos and butt plugs, and he intended to use every single one on her.
He ran his hand down her back watching her body shake. Stroking the cheeks of her ass James spread the flesh wide revealing more of her ass and pu**y. He let her ass cheeks go to run his finger down the seam of her ass to rest against her entrance.
“You’re soaking wet,” he said.
She whimpered, and her pu**y tightened around his single finger as she slid inside her cunt.
He watched his finger disappear inside her body then added a second. When she was moaning and thrusting against his fingers, James pulled them out. Keeping his gaze on hers he sucked her cream from them.
“So tasty,” he said.
She gasped.
“It’s time for your spanking.” James moved to the side.
“You look like you need some relief, Sir,” she said, her gaze on his c**k as it stood out in front of him.
James raised his hand and brought the palm down on the right ass cheek. The sound of flesh hitting flesh turned him on. There was nothing more perfect to him than a sub’s pleasurable squeals and flesh being punished. Prudence moaned. Her gaze was on his hand as he brought his palm down a second time, this time on her left cheek. He kept the blows steady and didn’t add too much strength behind them.
He wanted to know which method she liked, not hurt her.
Also, he loved the squeals she released each time he spanked her rounded flesh.
“That was my hand.”
He reached for the wooden paddle. James took care not to show her what he was using. Her hands gripped the bench tightly, and her mouth was open gasping for breath.
“This is the next one.”
Smacking her ass with measured force James gave her the paddle on her ass. She moaned, wriggling her ass for more.