CHAPTER 2

Jamie felt a hand push down her stomach, under her panties. Two fingers spread her pussy lips to find them moist, wanting. The fingers traced up to Jaime’s bulging clit. She trembled when it was teased. Tanner looked into her eyes through the mirror and started to rub aggressively. Jaime felt her knees go weak, but Tanner’s arm looped around her chest kept her upright. He worked her for nearly five minutes, varying his pressure and speed, dragging her to the edge of cumming then backing off.

“Please…please Tanner…please make me cum,” Jamie’s voice passed through trembling lips.

Tanner’s hand froze over her pussy then disappeared. She saw his glistening fingers for a moment before he began rubbing them on her face then shoving them into her mouth. She gagged, not from the taste but from how deep the penetration was. Tanner grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back, then turned her towards the bed.

“From this point onward, you’re going to call me Sir. Say clandestine if I go too far. Got it?” Tanner spoke in a low grumble.

“Yes.”

Tanner’s hand grabbed one of her tits and squeezed, the fingers dragging out to the nipple where they clamped down. “Yes…what?”

“Yes Sir.”

Tanner pushed Jamie forward. She felt a pair of hands running up the backs of her legs until they reached her ass. Her dress was flipped over her head and Tanner began tugging at her panties. The thin fabric tore easily. In less than five seconds her ass cheeks were uncovered and eager hands were grabbing and squeezing at them. She felt exposed and helpless, prompting her pussy to get wetter with each passing second. The sheets beneath her were already getting damp. Tanner’s fingers began probing her labia, spreading the lips and teasing the rim. Jamie wanted to yell out to just shove a finger in already but fought back the urge. Tanner had already shown her his strength. She wanted to please him, she needed to. Her tongue pressed against the roof of her mouth as she felt some pressure, the slow entrance of a finger sliding against her vaginal wall.

“Tonight this pussy belongs to me, bitch.” Tanner spoke in a way she never thought she’d find attractive. So dominating, husky, low. She felt her legs tremble the deeper his finger got. Soon she felt the press of his knuckle as the digit was finally driven as deep as it could go. Slowly it retracted, then just as slowly it reentered. “I’m going to make you beg to cum.”

Jamie believed him, especially as his finger began moving faster in and out of her pussy. The speed picked up more and more, then suddenly there was another finger, adding to the pressure, stretching her. She could feel the bedding getting more damp with each thrust. She didn’t count the seconds and had no way of knowing how long he finger-fucked her. All she knew was that when he finished he smeared his fingers over her face then rolled her onto his back.

“Gonna be a good whore for me?” Tanner began undoing the buckle of his belt.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Gonna do what I say? Take what I give you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, Sir.”

“Goddamn right you do, bitch.” Tanner yanked his belt from the loops. It fluttered free, dancing like a snake in the air. He folded it over, grabbed both ends and snapped the two sides together. They collided with a loud pop.

"Aren't you worried someone will hear?" Jamie asked, turning her head as far as she could to get a better look.

The innocence disappeared from Tanner’s smile. "I don't give a fuck."

He grabbed Jamie by the hips and pulled her onto her knees with her head still flat on the mattress. Her legs were still close together so he pushed them until they were passed shoulder width apart. Jamie felt the coolness of the air conditioner pass over her pussy as it combated the Orlando heat permeating outside. Once she was in position Tanner began brushing her asscheeks with the belt. The grain of the leather against her tender skin made her even wetter. Tanner pulled his arm back. The belt came whirling down and snapped against her left buttocks. A flaring pain signaled Jamie's brain and she let out a yelp. The next strike landed on her right buttocks. Another yelp. Tanner continued using the belt, snapping it against her ass, alternating between cheeks until they were both bright red. The welts were forming. Tanner ran his hand along them, breathing heavily. His fingers moved over each welt as they rose to meet him.

He knelt on the bed and leaned over her. "You're getting the bed wet."

Jamie hadn't even realized that a steady stream of pussy juice was trickling down her leg. The pain had been both a distraction and an amplifier. She'd always known that she liked a good spanking but this was the first time she'd experienced an instrument. What Tanner could do with a simple belt made her wonder what he could do with other implements.

"I'm sorry, Sir. Please forgive me."

"Don't be sorry. It just means you're the painslut I knew you were." His lips were so close to her ear that she could feel the moisture in his breath. "I'm going to give you everything you ever wanted tonight."

“Please, Sir. Please. I need it, so fucking bad.”

“Are you gonna be a good slut for me?”

“Yes. Fuck yes, Sir. I will be the best slut. I will do whatever it takes, just make me yours.” Jamie wiggled her bare ass. The quick sway made her thick cheeks slap together. “Make me your dirty whore. Give me the chance to earn the privilege of cumming tonight.”

Tanner pressed his mouth against Jamie’s neck and bit down. The pain shot through her, a lightning bolt running from Jamie’s neck to her toes then back again. All she could do was curl her toes. Jamie felt Tanner’s strong hands on her ankles. He pulled her legs straight and began wrapping the belt around her knees. He brought it tight while holding a finger between her skin and the belt, ensuring that the circulation wouldn’t be cut off. Tanner began searching the floor. Jamie barely had time to wonder what he was doing when he flipped her onto her back and began stuffing the tattered remains of her panties into her mouth.

“You’re going to wait right here. I’ve got to grab something from my car.”

Jamie’s eyes widened.

For the first time since they’d met at the bar, Tanner’s eyes softened. He leaned forward and ran the back of his fingers over her cheek. “I promise I’m not leaving. I just didn’t want to bring my bag to the bar in case we didn’t click. And now I’m regretting that stupid, stupid decision.” He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I’ll be back. You wait here and stew for me.”

Tanner threw his suit jacket on with no shirt and made his way out the door. Jamie squirmed against the restraints. The only thing for her to do was feel the juice leak out of her pussy. Her tongue pushed against the panties stuffed in her mouth. All she could think was This is better than anything I could have ever imagined.

To Be Continued…