Chapter 72: Chapter 72
KRISTIN
What a wonderful evening!
The moment I stepped into the house, I had this strong hunch that something good was waiting for me. At first, I thought of food—maybe June had prepared another surprise—but when I stepped into my room and saw the picture-perfect ass and pussy in the air, I knew the universe had decided to give me something better than food.
What else would be better than June's sumptuous pussy and tits?
I clamped her right nipple at the same time my mind wandered to the beads in my dresser. Maybe I should bring them out...
"Ah, fuck!" June moaned and clamped her thighs together. With my right hand, I smacked her pussy hard.
"I said no cussing."
"I'm sorry, uncle. Discipline me." She smiled seductively. The choker on her neck made her look more submissive and fuckable.
Oh, the things I had planned for her. I just hope my brain helps me to stay in charge of the lust leaking precum out of my straining-hard cock. And I also hope she uses her safe word if it gets too much.
I picked up the discarded dildo and waved it in her face.
"You really came prepared," I grinned at her."Oh." My eyes caught the small button at the bottom of the pink silicone dick. "And it has a vibrator too. Aren't you a bad girl, doll?"
"I am. I've been a bad girl, uncle," she sobbed. "Punish me."
"I will." I pressed the button on the dildo. It whirred to life, emitting an electronic sound while vibrating in my hand. I knew how pleasurable it would be. All the other ladies I have used this were more than pleased. "You are very bold to try this with me."
"I just... I just wanted to take your punishment, uncle." I don't know if she felt I was holding back, but her next statement made me think, "You don't have to be reserved. I can take whatever you have to offer."
I laughed, long and hard. "Oh, I don't think so," I said in amusement. "You can hardly take all I have to offer." With a knowing smile, I dragged the vibrating dildo on her thighs, starting from the left and switching to the left when the spot became too sensitive.
She began to twist, angling her body for a spot that would stop the intense reaction. It was clear she wanted it to stop and continue at the same time.
Her twisting became too much, and I had not put the vibration into her yet!
With a sigh, I raised her left leg and smacked her ass once.
"Ah, fuck!" she screamed.
Another smack followed.
"Oh my God, fuuuuuck!"
"Language!" I bit my bottom lip and delivered another smack to the same spot. Her left ass-cheek now had prints of my palm. It brought me great excitement to see her ass red and swollen, and begging for more.
She shook like a leaf when the vibration got to her thighs again.
Gently with a feather touch, torturously slow in moving towards the middle of her thighs, I inserted a finger into her.
She whimpered and said something incoherent, aware that the wrong word could earn her a spank.
Good, she was learning...
"I want to touch you," she whispered between sobs. "Will you take the cuffs off so I can—"
"Nah, doll. That isn't happening."
I know exactly what is going on. This is not the first time I've seen this happen.
You see, women have very sensitive bodies when aroused. And for someone who is restrained, who has little or no access to grab onto something as the pleasure vibrates through her, they have no other option but to beg, most times, using touch as an excuse.
Already knowing the reaction that would follow, I moved the vibration to her clit and dug my finger deeper into her.
"Ahh, F—!" She stopped herself on time from using the F word. I smirked as desire pooled in her eyes, her body shaking with every thrust of my finger into her.
"It feels great, doesn't it?" I asked. An answer wasn't forthcoming because June was too busy moaning, so I pulled my finger out, automatically activating her eardrums. "Do you want me to stop?"
"N—No, uncle."
"Then answer me when I'm talking to you. Okay?"
She nodded and swallowed. It seemed her throat was too heavy to let out the words she intended to say. Her body was now a mess of quivers and tremors.
With one thrust, I inserted the vibrating dildo into her.
Her toes curled. The cuffs around her wrists got tighter as she lunged forward, her eyes wide open in shock at the sensations flowing through her.
The feeling made her forget the basic rule not to curse.
"Shit!" she screamed and tried to clamp her thighs to each other. Grinning to the thought of dishing out a discipline, I grabbed her thighs and pressed, locking the dildo in place inside her; and smacked her hard on her cheeks—on the exact spot hitting.
She sobbed uncontrollably.
"I told you no cursing," I said and freed her legs, watching in delight as she tried drawing her legs to herself and failed miserably when the restraint didn't give room for that.
I parted her legs, grabbed the dildo and began to thrust it into her, pushing in and out, watching as her sphincter wrapped tightly around it, and feeling the vibration of the toy zapping up my arm.
"Uncle!" she screamed. Her pussy was tightly wrapped around it, I instantly got hungry.
My mind went to the beads in my dresser again. There was this tempting feeling to insert each of the round beads into her pussy one after the other, drawing on the string and pushing in again... That could wait. For now, we will work on this and see how she dies and resurrects as many times as possible.
Her cries, gosh, those cries did things to me. How can the moans of a lady make me feel this way? My dick was leaking a lot of precum.
I grabbed the tip of my dick and scooped some then pushed my finger to her mouth, forcing it in and smiling when she obediently sucked on my fingers.
Fuck!
My mind was now a nasty mess. I wanted to do things to June, things she would never forget in her entire life.
My body growing hot, I dived down with my tongue and assaulted her clit.