“What did you prefer, my hand or the paddle?” He showed her the paddle he’d used on the flesh of her ass. Prudence’s eyes widened at the sight.
“I loved your hand the most, but that was good as well, Sir,” she said.
He stroked her cl*t before grabbing the cane he’d picked up. In his opinion, the cane was the hardest of all spanking instruments. Everyone had their own preference. He wouldn’t use the cane unless it was to tease, and never would he hit Prudence to the point of drawing blood. In his early years he’d seen many scenes go wrong with the cane.
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Prue watched him pick up another spanking instrument. She couldn’t see what he’d picked. He wouldn’t hurt her, and she trusted him to use her body with care. She struggled to concentrate past the sight of his raging hard-on. The vein pulsed at the side. His shaft hadn’t diminished at all since he’d been spanking her ass.
Her mouth watered, and she wanted to suck him.
James raised his hand and slowly brought whatever he was using against her ass. The instant bite of pain made her scream. The burning sensation left her gasping.
“No, not that,” she said. Prue hated what he’d used.
She was shocked when he stopped immediately, raising the cane in the air for her to see.
“I don’t like that.” If he used that again she’d call her safe word. She didn’t want that cane on her skin.
James placed it on the floor beside her. “Then we’re fine.”
“You’re not going to argue with me?” she asked, shocked.
“I want to bring you pleasure, Prudence, not make your scared. This is as much about us together as it is about finding out what you like and don’t like.”
He moved away and came back with some cream. “I think that is enough for today,” he said.
“Are you disappointed with me?” she asked.
“Why would I be disappointed with you?”
She watched as he opened the tub of cream. “We didn’t exactly spend a great deal of time in here,” she said.
He chuckled. “We’re done with the spanking bench, baby. We’re not done in here. You’re not going to get away that easily,” he said.
Prue gasped when he applied the cream to her ass.
“Your ass is tender, and it’s not used to being spanked. We’re going to have to remedy that. I think with your attitude you’ll have an ass fit to spank repeatedly in no time,” he said.
She giggled as he released her from the spanking bench.
“I can live with using the paddle and my hand.” He cupped her cheek then kissed her.
“What more do you have to show me, Sir?”
James stared into her eyes without answering. “How about you tell me what you want to try next.”
She pressed a finger to her lip, looking around the room.
He moved behind her and pushed her hair over one shoulder. James kissed her neck. “Be careful what you pick. I won’t give you this choice all the time.”
Prue walked over to the swing. If she never got chance to choose again then she wanted to try the swing out now.
She touched the leather and turned to him.
With an eyebrow raised he covered her hand with his. “Are you sure?” he asked.
“I’ve seen one of these before. Trawling through the internet and curiosity got the better of me. I watched a scene with a woman in one of these,” she said, waiting for him to respond.
“And what did you think?”
“I think this looks uncomfortable.” She fingered the leather that would hold the woman in place. “But the woman looked incredibly turned on. I want to know what it feels like.” Prue turned to him. “Will you show me?”
James helped her inside of the swing. She gasped as gravity seemed to be pulling her down. They were laughing as he strapped her inside. She held onto the lines at either side of her. “Maybe this was a mistake,” she said.
“I’ve got you.”
She stared behind her, and then his hands were on her pu**y and she forgot everything else.
His fingers stroked over her cl*t then moved down to her entrance.
Prue watched him to touch her. His c**k leaked pr**cum out of the tip. She licked her lips wanting a taste of him.
“You’re not allowed to come,” he said.
She moaned then whimpered as he stroked her harder. How could she stop herself from cl**axing? Her grip tightened on the swing, and then he pulled away as she was on the edge ready to plunge into bliss.
“I want you to come with my dick inside you.”
He teased the tip of his c**k up and down her centre. His seed mixed with hers as he ran his c**k over her slit.
Only when he was ready did he press the tip of his c**k against her entrance. The red mushroomed tip lodged inside. He gripped her hips, and then with one hard pull he sank inside her.
Prue had no other option than to hold on tight as he f**ked her hard. She gripped the swing while he filled her with his large cock. His shaft stretched her pu**y making her beg for more. She couldn’t touch her clit, and her pleasure was in his hands.
The swing held a whole new meaning to her.
“Talk to me, Prudence,” he said.
“I can’t.” She screamed as he changed the angle and went deeper inside her. He hit her cervix over and over again. The pain and pleasure mixed together turning her into nothing but a quivering wreck of nerves.
“Come for me,” he said, ordering her.
She’d never come without direct contact with her clit. He swirled his hips, and the action caught her clit.
Her cries of release echoed off the walls. Within seconds James growled and held her in place as he came.
Her muscles ached from the pleasure, but she wouldn’t have changed her choice if given another chance.
Chapter Twenty-Six
After a long shower together, James picked out a summer dress and a pair of pumps for her to wear. He helped to dress her before settling for a pair of shorts and shirt, which he left open.
“I didn’t think we’d be dressing while we’re here,” Prudence said.
“I thought a walk along the beach would be lovely.”
The episode in the playroom played over in his mind. He’d never had such a good time before. Prudence was everything he wanted in a sub. She was submissive yet stubborn, and her curiosity at exploring his equipment delighted him. He couldn’t think of a better way to use the swing than to see Prudence come apart on it.
“I like that.”
James took her hand and led her out of the villa. They passed the garden and went towards the back gate that opened onto the main beach. “I don’t know how you could leave this place and return to the city,” she said.