AUTHOR'S NOTE: I would just like to say that writing this little series has been a blast. The encouragement and kind words have really helped me keep going. Thank you to everyone who's either left a comment or sent a message. I hope that I continue to deliver the high quality, kinky erotica you've come to expect, and I hope that Jamie and Tanner's adventure doesn't leave you disappointed.

Just as a refresher, I'll link leave a link to Part One | Part Two | Part Three and Part Four for anyone who wants to get caught up.

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Part Five

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Jamie peered into those blue eyes. The softness had disappeared and was replaced with something new. Sadistic determination, perhaps? Tanner snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor. Jamie followed the cue, climbing off of the bed and getting on her knees before him. He put his hand on the back of her head and pushed his cock into her mouth. What followed was the facefucking she’d trained for. It was callous and rough. Tanner’s pelvis pressed against her nose. His hands held tight to the back of her head as he swung his hips quickly, eradicating her gag reflex, forcing his way deep. She tapped at his thigh but found no relief. This was her punishment. She held out as long as she could before she grabbed his legs and began squeezing, digging her nails into his skin.

Tanner broke his hold, sliding his cock out of her throat. Jamie fell back, trying to draw in a steady breath. Respite, however, was nonexistent. Her disobedience had brought out his sadism. Tanner grabbed her by the arms, hoisting her up, then bent her over the end of the bed. He pushed her feet apart and held her head down against the mattress. The sound of the slap on her ass met her ears milliseconds before the pain blossomed. Those big, powerful hands came down in a flurry, one spank after another. Each smack was quickly followed by a biting sting that made her whole body tense.

“When do you cum?” Tanner’s voice was low.

Jamie could barely understand him, the words were muffled by the mattress and his hands.

He spanked her three more times in quick succession. “When do you cum!”

“When you tell me, Sir!” Jamie shouted.

Tanner let go of her head and went to the duffel bag. He pulled out a spreader bar, wrist restraints, some rope, and a large wand vibrator that reminded Jamie of a miniature jackhammer. Tanner grabbed Jamie by the hair and pulled her onto the mattress. He set up the spreader bar, attaching the ankle cuffs and making sure they were properly fastened. He attached the wrist cuffs next, again ensuring they wouldn’t slip or cut off circulation. His calculating attention to detail, even while administering punishment, astounded Jamie. With her ankles and wrists bound, he looped a length of rope through the chains connecting her wrist, then tied it off to the headboard. He brought the rope taut so that her arms were above her head. Jamie tested the rope but found no slack. He took another rope and secured the spreader bar to the bed so she wasn’t able to move at all.

“You greedy little slut. If you want to cum so bad, I’ll make you.” Tanner grabbed a ball gag next and wedged it between Jamie’s teeth. She felt drool dribbling out from around the sides of her mouth immediately. Tanner clicked a few buttons on the wand and it began to hum loudly. The buzzing sound grew more intense as he brought it closer. Jamie watched as he let it dance up her thigh until it met her throbbing clit. In an instance she felt a wave rush through her.

“Come on, bitch. You wanted to cum so bad, so cum!” Tanner pressed the vibrator against her clit. The feeling intensified, bringing her arousal to its peak before another orgasm overtook her. But the vibrator didn’t go anywhere. Tanner kept it pressed hard against her pussy, shifting its position slightly, alternating between her lips and her clit. Her last orgasm, as intense as it was, paled in comparison to the next. Jamie bucked against the restraints, wishing she could slam her legs shut to dull the sensation and fight it back. Tanner’s free hand drifted up and began toying with her nipples. The extra stimulation only made the third orgasm come even quicker. Her cunt gushed freely as the fourth orgasm began to build.

Jamie wanted to cry out but the ball gag muffled her protests. She tried to pull her mind away from the sensation rippling through her pussy, she tried to think of anything other than cumming, but it was no use. The fourth orgasm came like a tidal wave that drowned her in a mix of bliss and torment. She'd never done this before. She'd never been able to cum so readily. Tanner removed the vibrator. He straddled her chest, that firm cock only inches from her mouth. His hands brushed Jamie's cheeks, caressed her neck, then found her nipples. He took each between his thumb and index finger then began pulling.

All that serenity brought by multiple orgasms was purged from Jamie's body as the sting from her tits rose. His grip didn't waver. He pulled each nipple until it was stretched to its maximum height. Tanner held them there for fifteen agonizing seconds before releasing his grip. Her tits fell back into place and he gave each one a stiff slap.

Tanner drew in close and said, "Who fucking owns you?"

The ball gag jumbled the words but Jamie said, "You do."

Tanner must have understood because a mischievous smile crossed his face. "That's right. That means you cum when I say. If I want four in a row, I get it. If I want you locked in denial, I get it. If I want to punish these tits,” He grabbed them tightly to emphasize his point, “Then they get punished. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Sir.” The words were squeezed around the ball gag pressing against her tongue.

Jamie’s body felt spent, exhausted. Tanner began stroking her cheeks and neck, the tips of his fingers dancing gently over her skin. He brushed over her tits, grazing her nipples. They throbbed against the slightest touch but she held back from wincing when he touched them. Tanner pushed himself up, stroking his cock as he repositioned himself. Jamie heard the vibrator come to life again. Almost reflexively her pussy began dripping. The sound of it made her clit pulse in sync with her quickening heartbeat.

Tanner pressed the vibrator against her left ankle and slowly pulled it up towards her cunt. When he reached her pelvis he pulled it away and repeated this same bit of foreplay with her right leg. As the vibrator knocked against the inside of her right thigh she began leaking furiously. The damn thing wasn’t even touching her pussy, it was nowhere near, but simply being close enough was all it took to elicit a reaction. She bit down on the gag, waiting for the moment when Tanner would wedge it against her clit.

He held her in this moment of suspense for almost three minutes until finally Jamie screamed, “Do it!” through the ball gag.

Tanner let out a devious laugh. He took the vibrator away and tossed it off to the side. He reconfigured the ropes tying the spreader bar down. Now Jamie’s legs were suspended straight up, attached to the headboard. She felt needy and exposed. She wanted another orgasm but couldn’t ask for it, and the man who’d taken ownership of her body seemed content with torturing her. Tanner got on his knees and scooted up to her pelvis. Once again, Jamie felt the head of his cock teasing the lips of her pussy, pushing gently, spreading them open.

“Do. Not. Cum.” Tanner said.

He grunted loudly as he entered her, finding no resistance, only a wet hole that eagerly clung to his cock. Tanner gripped Jamie by the hips and began fucking her roughly. Every fifth or sixth thrust he would smack her ass. Eventually he started rubbing her clit while he pounded at her cunt. Sloppy, wet stirring sounds filled the hotel room. Jamie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. That familiar feeling was rolling up on her again. But as it rose, something strange happened. The urge to cum reached its high but did not grow so intense that it forced its way out. She remembered the punishment, the commands, the words of her owner. Her body listened. Tanner continued to fuck her like an animal, his monstrous cock plunging deep into her pussy, and although she would have loved to let loose and cum like a fountain, she simply could not without his permission.

Jamie knew she was being broken, trained, made into the perfect slut.

And she couldn’t wait to learn more.

To Be Continued…