Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina)

Chapter 43

(Annabel POV)

"Do you want to be fucked or whipped?" he demanded.

I was panting and I had to will my lust-addled brain to focus. "I want both," I whimpered. "I want you to

whip me, hard, and then fuck me harder."

I was so into everything he was doing and I wanted more of it, but I also wanted the intimacy of a

sexual connection. In that decadent moment, I needed both from him. He'd been playing with my mind

all evening, and I wanted to give it back to him, just a little.

"You've been going easy on me, I want you to make me feel it."

He grinned. "Spoken like a true pain slut." A shifty little smile broke over his lips. "If you think I've been

going easy on you, we'll see how much you can take."

I smiled back at him in the mirror. "Do your worst daddy."

He backed away and started the whip moving again, this time alternating between my upper back and

my ass. The whip strikes were so consistent in their timing that the effect was almost hypnotic. My

breathing was becoming more rapid and shallow as the pain washed over me. Sweat was dripping off

my body, and I'd always envisioned that when I experienced something like this I'd tense up, but I was

becoming more relaxed even as the sensations of stinging and warmth steadily increased in intensity.

The endorphins kicked in again and a sense of calm washed over me as he lashed my body. When the

whipping stopped it felt as if I was seconds from release, and he approached me again. I looked into

the mirror and saw my disheveled state. My long brown hair was a tangled mess and sweat was

pouring off my body. I was struggling to breathe and I was sure that if he so much touched me, I would

go over the edge.

"You're ready to come." It wasn't a question.

"Yes, finish me off, please," I begged.

"Soon, kitten, very soon. But I want you to have the full experience."

I had no idea what he intended to do until he walked in front of me.

"I want you to see the whip coming at you," he said huskily.

Oh, God, I thought frantically. He's going to whip my most tender and sensitive parts.

I wasn't really afraid; I knew he wouldn't harm me. But the thought still sent shivers up and down my

spine. I focused on him as he held up the whip and faced me from a few feet away.

"Are you ready?" he said, drawing out the moment and building the tension.

"Yes, daddy."

He swung the whip slowly, finding the range, and then the little ragged nylon fringe grazed my stomach,

leaving a trail of burning sensation in its wake. But my endorphins were running high and the pain

turned instantly to pleasure that pushed me even closer to the edge.

"More ... give me more ... I want more ..." I begged.

He didn't answer in words; he simply raised the angle of the whip and a searing fire ran across the

undersides of my breasts.

My knees instantly went weak. "Oh, God ... yes ... just like that," I moaned.

The whip came again, a constant back-and-forth flow, and I watched it with a combination of wonder

and excitement. Then the fringe slid across in a direct hit on my stiff and sensitive nipples and I came,

a small one, a precursor to what I knew would be a huge release. My body shook and I cried out in

ecstasy as the metronomic swinging of the whip landed across each of my breasts.

He came forward and hugged me as I shivered in the aftermath of that mini-orgasm. "Are you okay,

baby?" he asked quietly.

"More ... I want more ... please," I whimpered breathlessly. It felt like an out-of-body experience, like

someone else had uttered those words.

Again he didn't answer in words. He stepped back, finding the correct range, and the onslaught began

again. The whip found my breasts and nipples, which nearly took my breath away. Just as the pain

level was reaching a point that I could barely tolerate, he slowly moved lower to my belly. Then he

continued south but veered so the line of fire was directed at my thighs about halfway between my

knees and my groin, and I let out a sound that was between a groan and a sigh of pleasure.

His accuracy with the whip was astonishing; he put a double line across my thighs, an inch higher each

time the whip made a two-way pass, first one direction and then back the other. As it rose higher and

higher, I knew where it would end and I shivered in anticipation. When it slid across my shaved pussy I

began babbling incoherently, and then the little nylon lashes hit directly on my clit and I exploded.

I let out an ear-piercing scream and my body released. My orgasm was all-powerful and all-consuming.

All of the sexual tension and endorphins that had been building up in me for the past hour were

released in a nanosecond. It was as if I'd lost all control; my body violently convulsed and gushes of

fluid squirted out of my vagina. I'm not sure how long I lost consciousness, but when I began to come

back around, my body was completely limp and only the cuffs around my wrists kept me from

collapsing to the floor. Slowly, I was able to find my footing and get my legs back underneath me.

I was still a little dazed from everything I'd just experienced and he gave me a full minute to get my wits

back about me. He approached me and our eyes sensually met.

"You told me earlier that you needed to be fucked," he growled huskily.

"I want to feel that big cock inside me, daddy." I said between little sips of breath.

He leaned in and we shared a long, lingering kiss. I opened my mouth and our tongues delicately

danced together. When he broke the kiss, he moved behind me. His hands reached around my body

and he roughly pawed my breasts, which were very sensitive from the lashes of the whip.

"They're perfect, kitten, but you know that, don't you?" he whispered lustfully in my ear.

"I ... I ..." I had no idea how to answer him, so I didn't. He let my nipples slip between the tips of his

fingers, then he roughly pulled and pinched them, and I let out a low, deep groan.

"You'd better answer me," he growled.

"Yes daddy," I said breathlessly.

"Please, daddy, I need to feel you inside me," I begged.

He moved behind me and I could feel him rub the head of his cock up and down my wet slit. I pulled

against the restraints as he easily pushed himself into my soaked vagina. In one hard thrust he opened

and filled me, causing me to gasp and cry out. He immediately began to push himself in and out of me

from behind in long, solid thrusts, and each time his thighs made contact with my ass, I winced in pain.

It was such a different feeling as he pounded me hard while I was restrained. I felt so helpless and I

had absolutely no control over anything he did. I couldn't control the angle, the pace, the position; I

controlled nothing. I was his, he had total dominion over me, and I knew that was exactly how he

wanted it. But the thought of complete submission ran through my mind, and that feeling of being under

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He was pounding me so hard and fast that I barely felt his hand slip around to my breasts. I cried out in

pain as he ran my incredibly sensitive nipples through his fingertips. I had never felt anything like it

before; that whip had made my nipples almost raw to the touch.

He continued to powerfully plunge in and out of me, and I could feel my orgasm building deep inside

me. His hand moved south and he gently began rubbing his fingertips in a slow circular motion over my

clit. Instantly, my body began to climb.

"Yes ... Jesus ... just like that ..." I hissed.

He continued savagely rutting inside me while expertly manipulating my clit with his fingers, and

another powerful orgasm washed over my body. As I was coming down, he slid his fingers away from

between my legs, he stepped back, and his hard cock slipped out of me. When he approached me, I

looked down and realized that he was still fully erect and hadn't come. He had absolutely unbelievable

control and it was like nothing I'd ever seen before.

He gently kissed my neck. "I'm betting you'd like to get out of those restraints now."

"Yes, daddy, I would," I whispered.

- - - - -

He unbuckled the cuffs to let me down from the bar, then helped me over to the couch. After I took a

long drink of water we sat together with his arm around me for a couple of minutes while I recovered

my equilibrium. I felt so physically exhausted from the intense whipping and the rough sex while I was

in bondage. But he'd checked one last box for our date and I knew our evening wasn't over yet. I

looked deep into his eyes and I knew he was ready to continue.

"Stand up, baby," he said in a commanding tone.

I watched as he removed the couch cushions to reveal that it was actually a hide-a-bed, which he

pulled open. He got some pillows from a closet in the corner of the dungeon and we lay down, and I

snuggled tightly in his arms. Our lips met in a passionate embrace and he ran his hands up and down

my body, which reawakened my desire for him. Then he slid away from me.

"Get on your hands and knees," he said sternly.

"Yes, daddy."

I moved to the center of the bed and watched behind my shoulder as he removed his clothes, took a

little bottle of lube from his pocket, and set it on the bed. Lustfully, his eyes traveled up and down my

body, concentrating between my open legs.

"You're truly quite captivating, kitten," he said huskily.

"I ... I ... I'm just me and I don't know how to answer you."

"A beautiful woman who knows how alluring she is, yet isn't haughty or conceited, it's actually very

refreshing."

"Thank you, daddy."

He smoothly moved in behind me and then roughly wrapped his arms around my thighs, which were

still very tender from the whip. He extended his tongue and plunged it deep into my asshole in one

quick, solid movement.

"Oh, God," I moaned.

After a few seconds my ass felt very squishy and his saliva began to drip down my perineum and into

my vagina. Involuntarily, my hand moved between my legs, which earned me a sharp rebuke.

"Keep your fingers off your clit, kitten," he growled.

"Yes, daddy." I said between little sips of breath.

His tongue descended into my ass over and over as he packed it full of his saliva. The lips of my

vagina were red and engorged and my clit throbbed. His spittle had soaked my inner thighs and were

now mixing with my secretions that were running down my legs. Then suddenly he stopped.

"You want to touch your pussy, don't you?"

My body felt like it was on fire and his talented tongue had me right on the edge. "If I touch myself, I'll

come," I said breathlessly.

"And you think you've earned another orgasm?" he said harshly.

"I've been your good little girl all evening. Yes, daddy, I do," I cooed.

Without warning, he plunged his tongue deep inside my ass again in lightning-quick successions. Then

using the palm of his hand, he roughly rubbed my entire vulva. My body instantly climbed.

"Come, little girl, show me what that hot little body is capable of."

My orgasm hit hard and fast and I expelled the oxygen out of my lungs. My body quivered and

convulsed as the powerful waves washed over me. When I began to come back around, I was lying flat

on the bed and panting in deep, labored breaths. He gave me a few seconds to somewhat recover

before giving the cheeks of my ass a playful slap, and I let out a low, deep moan.

"Hands and knees," he said sternly.

"Yes, daddy," I said while still trying to catch my breath.

Slowly, I got myself up and back into position and I felt the tip of his finger at my aperture. He pushed

his index finger inside me, all the way to the hilt, and I let out a little grunt. He'd packed my asshole with

so much saliva it actually slid in rather easily. He moved it in and out for several seconds until I was

involuntarily pushing my hips back against him.

He broke into a little smile. "You like assplay, don't you baby?"

"Yes, I do, daddy." I whispered.

"I'm wondering if there's anything I could do to your sexy little body that you wouldn't enjoy," he said

snidely.

(To be continued.....)