Chapter 49: Chapter 49

It’s a warm Sunday morning, the morning sun shining through the curtain-covered glass balcony doors. I turned my face to the side where Sean was sleeping, I smiled then brought my face closer to his, giving him a morning kiss. The smell of alcohol still wafted from his breath, he slowly opened his eyes and his golden eyes were exposed to the beautiful morning sun.

“Good morning, big guy,” I greeted with a smile, Sean smiled weakly, then he put one hand on my cheek and stroked it with his thumb.

“Good morning honey,” he replied with a sleepy tone, I smiled amusedly, he looks adorable in this state. Sean blinked a few times, then he looked at me after the sleepiness left. He checked his condition under the blanket.

“You didn’t rape me, did you?!”

He looked at me with an amused look filled with humor, I laughed almost out loud, I was glad our tension passed with the night.

“You want me to rape you?” I asked with amusement mixed with teasing, Sean chuckled then he ordered me to lie closer to him, I immediately took my favorite position, lying on his chest, he kissed the top of my head and buried his nose in my hair inhaling his scent, it was his habit when he was with me.

“Am I forgiven?”

I wonder and my Inner Goddess is still half asleep on her red sofa, waiting for an answer.

“Yes, but on one condition.”

My eyes widen with curiosity.

“What?”

“You should accept my punishment for making me angry,” Sean replies and I think about the punishment associated with his kinky, hot, wild sexual pleasure and then I find myself praying, I hope I get that punishment again.

“What kind of punishment?” I looked at him full of desire, Sean smiled seductively with a sensual gaze, I melted like the hot lava of a volcano. I shifted from my current position and his body was on top of me with his hands at the sides of my head, supporting his weight.

“I like to punish you my way, Ariana,” he said sensually, I lifted my body and supported it with my elbows so that our faces were very close.

“Then punish me,” I challenged, it would be a beautiful morning for both of us. His lips pressed against mine gently, then I started to stick my tongue in his mouth, I swiftly wrapped my arms around his sturdy neck. Sean brought me up with him and sat on his lap. The smell of alcohol sharply pierced my senses of smell, but it immediately didn’t matter to me anymore, the new problem now lay beneath my stomach muscles in my inner thighs.

Sean slipped the nightgown I was wearing over my head then threw it on the floor, my braless breasts exposed and challenging him. His breath catches as he stares at my breasts with his wild, hot and passionate gaze, I’m the same as I’m currently wearing only my underwear. He then kissed my cleavage and inhaled my scent greedily there, his lips gently pressed against my skin again, then the tip of his tongue swept in a motion that made me tremble down to my groin. His face shifts to my right breast, his breath hitting the top of my sensitive breast and reflexively stiffens.

“I know where to punish you, honey.” His words are a threat full of forbidden heavenly pleasures, the butterfly in my stomach spreads its wings in a waiting position, my Inner Goddess continues her morning sleep under her warm and thick fleece blanket, while my mind is still lulled in her dreamland and has no intention of returning . Sean licked in a circular motion around the top of my breasts without touching them, and I knew this torture would be both beautiful and cruel. I screamed as he bit the tops of my breasts, my face turned to the ceiling and my hands gripping his hair.

“That’s for your silly curiosity,” he said as he released my nipples that felt sore and throbbed uncomfortably after he bit them, I looked down to look at the thing, it looked red and a little bloody, I exhaled heavily, Sean lifted his face to me, his gaze and smile obscene.

“Lie down,” he ordered softly, I obeyed him, he got out of bed to go to his wall in closet. When he came back to me in bed, he carried an expensive Hermes belt, the color was caramel, climbed into bed and straddled me.

“Give me your hand.”

I stretched out my hands towards him, he then tied my wrists with the belt, Sean then tested how wide and freely I could move my hands inside his expensive belt, and it turned out that there wasn’t much room for my hands to move, he smiled satisfied with the results. Work.

“This belt will hurt when you move around a lot.”

My gaze widens with anticipation, and the dark, wild side inside of me lurks with its piercing gaze through the darkness.

“Put your hands on your head.”

I felt helpless under his hot, passionate gaze, but this turned me on, passion massaging the muscles of my lower abdomen with pleasure. He pulled my panties away from me, leaving me naked. Sean smiled again with satisfaction, his eyes danced with high-temperature passion.

“Now, you’re ready for your punishment,” he says, I gasp for breath, he bends down and brings our lips together again, my tongue dancing with his in a crazy hedonistic motion. His hands squeezed my breasts, he took his lips away from mine and then pressed the top of my breasts which he had bitten a moment ago. I screamed in uncomfortable pain, my back lifted slightly and my hands moved around the loops of her hermes belt, but that only added to my pain as the rim of the belt rubbed against my skin. He continues his torment to my other breast the same as before, Sean bites him again, I scream from the pain, then I feel his free hand caress my sex, and the pain is mixed with pleasure by his intoxicating touch on my inner thigh. His right hand was busy squeezing my right breast while his lips sucked my left breast. I moved restlessly from this intense attack, my heart beating against my chest, his hermes belt clawing at my skin as my hands moved, the wild darkness inside me savored this, and I seemed to be immersed in this new sensation, pleasure in pain.

I felt his middle finger sinking inside of me moving slowly, in and out, then he again pressed my nipples which still hurt and sore from his actions, I groaned in despair.

“Promise you won’t ask that silly thing again,” Sean said and I nodded, biting my lip with my eyes tightly closed.

“Tell me, Ariana,” he commanded which made me scream as he squeezed my nipples tighter so the pain gripped me.

“Yes! I promise, Sean! I promise, please ... stop.” I’m begging, really! It felt like hell, he stopped the torment, a tear escaped from my eye. I heard Sean gasping for air, then I felt him take his finger out of me and untie the belt that tied my wrist. I still closed my eyes trying to calm myself who was shaken, Sean pulled my arms to bring me into his embrace, he kissed the top of my head then buried his nose in my hair.

“Sorry.”

The word opened my eyes slowly, the sun warmed our room and the light grew brighter. I was just silent trying to understand what had just happened, I must admit it was a painful punishment, but on the other hand there was pleasure in there, a dark and wild pleasure, something forbidden where my fear was. I took a deep breath then looked up at him, Sean looked back at me, guilt and regret enveloped his golden net, I smiled weakly. I realized it was my fault for making him angry, but I promised not to ask about it again, about his life as a playboy jerk. I rubbed my wrist from the belt loop, it hurt a little and looked red there, Sean grabbed my hand and kissed the red mark, actually I like this game except the part where he bites my nipple, feels erotic and kinky.

“This won’t happen again,” he promises and I give him my disapproving look.