The Loop – part 12

The car turned off and he made his way out of the leather seat. He popped the trunk and walked back there. “How was the drive,” he said with a smile? He gave her his hand to help her out.

“It was fine Sir. She passed the time of thinking of all the things she could do to please you.”

“Good girl. You really have taken to this submissive role.” Once she was standing he closed the trunk and grabbed her by her upper arm. He directed her to the door on the far side of the garage. “Let’s see how you do now that we are alone.”

“I need to turn off the alarm to the house first and close the garage door,” she said at the door. Her slim long fingers pressed the code in and the alarm beeped. He finger pressed the button for the garage door to close behind them.

As she did this, he opened the door and moved her inside. They entered a mud room with a built-in bench and hooks above. A powder room was off to his right. She placed her bag and removed her jacket and placed it on the first hook as they passed. The small space opened into a much larger one. The living room was off to the left along with the front door. In front of them was the dining room and behind that was the kitchen. Behind the mudroom to their right was the family room. The layout was completely open. As he looked around he was blown away with all the art pieces. Paintings and small sculptures adorned all the spaces. The furniture was a rustic modern. Wood and metal in sleek lines.

He moved her to a table dividing the dining and family rooms. Made of a dark walnut with a metal base. “You have some really nice stuff here, alpha slut. Like this table. This looks expensive.”

“It was Sir. My husband has very expensive taste,” she said in a soft voice. Her hand ran across the smooth wood.

“I figured that since he is married to you. I bet those shoes you have on are more expensive than my whole outfit and for all the money in the world you still need me to put you in your place.” His body pressed into hers, trapping her against the table. He moved her hands behind her back. Holding her in place with her ass resting on the table. He moved back and to the left. His right hand unbuttoned her soft top and pulled it open roughly. Pulling it down so her wrists were wrapped up in it.

Without warning he pulled her black laced bra down exposing her large firm breasts. The one only money can buy. Moving next to her on the table his right hand moves her right breast. His forefinger started to make circles gently around her hard nipple. His head leans in and even though they are the only two in the house he says “It looks like you are ready to please me now, alpha slut. So willing to take my touch,” in nothing more than a whisper. His hand moved easily to her other nipple, teasing it.

Her breath caught her words as they escaped her lips.” Yes Sir. Only to please you.” He moved her hair off her shoulder exposing her neck. She felt him moved in. His warm breath with the hint of bourbon inches from her. Waiting for his kiss there but to her surprise his wet tongue licked along her long neck slowly. Her breath caught again. It is not easy to make her lose herself but he is pushing all her tight buttons too.

His mouth finished at her ear. Breathing a breath into it before his teeth gently bite in her ear lobe. She lets out a deep sign. “You’re going to get undressed,” he whispers to her.

“Yes Sir,” she half moaned back. Her eyes darted to the side to see his primal gaze in her and her body. She moved to escape the shirt, tying her arms behind her. Letting it fall behind her on the table.

“Pull up your skirt,” he ordered in his low bass filled dominant voice. She wondered if this was the real man below his façade at work. Her hands moved to the base of her skirt and she wiggled it up to her mid thigh. His hand reached down to her knee and with the nails of his fingers he pulled them up her body. At the line of her clothes his nails shifted to his fingertips but switched back once back on her skin of her belly.

His strong hand stops at her nipple. This time taking it between his thumb and forefinger. Her eyes close as her head slowly tints back. Her mouth opens slightly to let a groan escape. “Does this feel ok,” he questioned. His gaze was eating up her body.

“Yes Sir,” she responds. Her head turned to look at him. Seeing him staring at her big round tits she bites her lower bite. “If it pleases you Sir.”

“Does that make you all wet,” he questioned her?

“Oh yes Sir. Your alpha slut is so fucking wet for you.” He lifted her hand and brought it to his lips, licking it. Her fingers slick with his saliva he moved it down under her skirt to her pussy. He unzipped her skirt, letting us fall to the floor. His hand took hers again and moved it under her panties. Guiding her to her love mound.

“So fucking wet you dirty girl. Play with yourself,” he commanded. Her fingers are so familiar with this routine. Moving over the sensitive spot once again. “You’re so sexy when you play with yourself. Knowing right where to touch to make yourself feel good. I enjoy seeing the ecstasy your face shows when you linger on one of those locations.” Her head nodded and she bit the side of her lower lip. Her face showing him she found one of those buttons. His hand hovered over hers. “Keep it right there. Right there. Take that pleasure I’m giving you.”

Her head nods up and down to his words. The pleasure he gives her. It is so true. He gives pleasure. She takes it because he wants her to. So much easier this way she thought.

“That’s it. Let that inner fucktoy out. I can see it so close now. Wanting to break free. Wanting to come out and play. Begging to be released.” His hand now pressed in hers. He is using her hand as a toy to bring her closer to orgasm. Her breathing came faster now. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

“Yes Sir,” she moaned loudly. “I will be anything you want.”

“Look at me.” She took a moment to turn her head. To have her eyes focus on him. When she took too long he repeated himself. “Look at me.” His words are strong but without a hint of anger. “I want you to look at me and touch that pussy.” She signed as he released her hand and removed it from her panties. “I want to hear how fucking wet for me. What do you say?”

“Yes Sir,” she responded in a lust filled voice. “I can feel my juices building up and leaking out of my needy pussy. Please Sir.” As her words came whimpering out, Alex started to remove his tie from around his neck. He takes his time pulling over his head and then making the hole larger. As her fingers whirl her pussy into a frenzy he places the tie over her head. Each hand holding a section to make it slide easier down.

She didn’t fight it when it hooked under her chin. His left hand, which was behind her head, pulled the long end up high. This made her shift from sitting on the edge of the table to standing. A bit higher made her move to her tippy toes and one more shift of his hand made the tie dig in and start to choke her. She didn’t beg for him to stop as her breathing came harder. All she did was play with her pussy and watch him. Something calming in that as he used the tie to choke her.

“Yes, yes, what a sexy thing you are.” His free hand moved to his own groin and started to massage it over his pants. “Such a good little submissive you are. Following my wants and needs, but let’s see how the rest of the night goes.”

He lifted his hand up after his cock had been woken. The bulge is now visible in the outline of his pants. “Open your mouth.” Her red painted lips open wide. “Stick your tongue out.” She did as she was told. Her eyes never leave him. His first two fingers on his right hand moved to her tongue. Pressing down on it. Feeling her wet and willing mouth. He moved the two fingers from just on the edge of her mouth to inside. Her mouth closed down on them instinctually. She sucked on them for ten seconds before he allowed the tie to slacken.

He pulled out his fingers and let his hand slowly move down her body. She knew where it was heading. She shifted back to sitting on the wooden table just as his hand touched her. She moved her hand and let his fingers play with her wet pussy. His finger slid the fabric to the side and pressed to her mound. She felt a spark race throughout her body as his strong rough finger pressed on her clit.

His fingers probed her. Finding those locations that makes her whimper. Her hips moved to his movements, trying to grind up against him. He watched as her tongue licked her lips lustfully. How her hands gripped so tightly on the edge of the table. This was where he would strike. He pulled his hand back about a foot from her. Before she could say anything from the shock of her pleasure being taken, his hand came down and slapped her pussy. “Did I tell you to let your pussy get wet.” Before she could respond he slapped her again. “Since you can’t control yourself I’m going to say this is my pussy now and my pussy needs to control itself.”

“Yes Sir. She is sorry Sir,” her words come out quickly. Her voice was frazzled. Soft and needy. She knew she should have requested the ability to let her pussy, not that is not right, his pussy became wet.

“I’m glad you understand,” his words are strong and in control. His fingers scratched her inner leg from just above the knee all the way up to her private spot. That is when he penetrated her with his first two fingers. Pushing deep inside her.

She screamed out, “Oh my god”, as his two thick digits worked on his needy pussy. Her nails dug into the underside of the table. After the moment of shock she moaned,” oh yes. Yes Sir, that feels so good.” As quickly as it came it was gone.

“You are such a naughty slut. So fucking naughty.” His hand pulled on the tie again, lifting her from the sitting position. Making a motion with his hand made her turn her body 180°. Her bare ass pushed out as her hands rested flat on the table. “Naughty girls need to be punished.” She looked back over her shoulder at him. She saw his right hand pull back and swing down to her cheek. It connected with her left one, but at the last minute he pulled almost all the force from it.

His hand found the soft flesh and felt it. Grabbing at it. He could feel her smile at the connection of skin on skin. He pulled back his hand again and she flinched as he made a motion of it coming down but the blow never came. “Pull down your panties real slow.”

Her hands moved to each side and slowly lowered her panties. “Just like that. Like that,” he said. His hand back on his crotch, massaging it to life. When the panties were down he moved like a tiger on its prey. His body pushed off the table and switched to her other side. As he did he pushed her upper body down onto the table. Bent over, he had perfect access to his new pussy and her ass. His fingers first played with the wetness between her legs and then pulled back as her moaning raised to start slapping her ass with his bare hand. Her ass quickly turned a kind shade of pink. He was back and forth from pussy to ass. Always changing how long he stayed on one before he moved to the other.

Her body spins through the pleasure into pain and back again. Not knowing from moment to moment what he had in store. Just when she thought it was time for his pussy to be played with, he did a second round of ass slapping. This kept her on her toes. Making guessing what was next a moot point. Her body wiggled and squirmed at his attention. Just when she thought she could take no more he stopped.

“You want more,” he moved his body so it was pressed on hers? “You want me to make my pussy of yours dripping.”

“Oh yes Sir,” your words dripped with need. Almost begging him.

His hand moved back between her legs. “Back on it then. You do all the work you needy slut.” She was not shy. Pushing her hips back and forth, grinding on his thick strong hand. No longer able to hold in the moans any longer. They echoed throughout the large space.

“That is it. Get yourself all worked up.” Just when she was hitting a rhythm he pulled his hand away. “Spank your ass for me.” Her left arm dragged from under her body to behind her. One slap and second on me quickly after the first. “What a naughty girl you are. Now spread that ass wide open.” Her other arm slid free and with both hands she grabbed a cheek and opened herself up to him.

He made a fist and pointed out his index and middle finger of his left hand. Moving it closer to her leaking hole. Inches away he stopped and said,” back up onto them. Fuck yourself my little alpha slut.” She pushed her ass back until she felt his thick digits along her mound and then pushed back into them. She let out a squeal of delight as they pushed so easily into her. Into the first knuckle and then the second and finally taking both fingers to his palm.