Claire Thompson - Tracy in chains

"Can I?" she whispered, almost choking on the words as he savagely thrust into her.

"Yes, yes. Come for me, Tracy. Now." And she did, blindly, the world exploding. Heart pounding, ass still on fire, she tried to sink into the soft quilts.

"Oh no you don't," Paul said, his hard cock still inside her. "I'm not done with you. Spread your little ass, slut girl. You're not done till I am, as you well know." Tracy forced herself back to her hands and knees, reaching back to spread her welted cheeks for her master.

She was still stretched from the butt plug and his cock slid easily into her nether opening, with only the slightest pain.

Paul moaned his very evident satisfaction as her tight ass squeezed his cock until he exploded with pleasure, all the delicious longing of the last hours honed down into this final perfect experience. He came hard inside her, then fell heavily against her.

She was permitted, at last, to fall to the soft bed and lay still, his heart dancing against her back, his face next to hers, his voice whispering softly how he loved her. Was this the happily ever after ending? Oh no, it was only the beginning.