Free Another way by Anna Martin

myself for him. I wasn’t as prepared as I had been before, but I was lubed up. It was a good start.
    I placed my hands back on the bed and spread my legs wide for him, dropping my head. Master came up behind me and put his hands on my back, sliding them up to my shoulders, which he gripped, and tugged me to standing.
    His lips went to my neck, sucking and kissing. One of his hands was in my hair, tugging my head to expose more skin to his wandering lips, and his other hand roamed over my chest, rubbing my abs and then palming my cock. I couldn’t help whimpering; not even three years of sub training could win out over Master Will’s attack.
    A strong hand pushed me back down, and my mind only just caught up with my body in time to brace my hands on the bed before I would have gone face first into the duvet. I dropped to my forearms and lifted my ass, silently begging for him to take me.
    Master’s hands spread my ass cheeks, and I could feel his gaze there, appraising the job I’d done.
    “I keep my promises, Jesse,” he said as his cock pressed up against my entrance. “Relax. I’m serious. If you don’t relax, I’m going to plow your ass so hard you’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
    I tried to follow his command, but I was too damn aroused. In the end, Master just pushed forward, causing me to wince and tense with the initial pain. I breathed hard, trying to compose myself and loosen up so he could fuck me properly. Master rubbed my hips with his thumbs, which I knew was him silently trying to help me. He reached down and retrieved the lube from the bed and drizzled more of it on his cock, being careful not to touch where we were joined.
    Soon, I felt his thighs come flush with my ass—he was all the way there. I gripped the duvet in both hands and held on for dear life as he slowly withdrew, then slammed back home again. I grunted as the air was forced from my lungs from the impact, then moaned as he soothed the ache by rubbing against my prostate.
    “Does it feel good?” he asked in a dangerous voice.
    “Yes, Master.”
    The sound of the stinging slap on my ass reached my ears before the heat registered in my skin.
    “How about that?”
    “It also feels good, Master.”
    He laughed and leaned over to kiss my back. The action caused his cock to wedge deeper in my ass. “Do you want me to do it again?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    As his thrusts picked up speed, so did the slaps on my ass. He braced his right hand on my lower back and alternated between my cheeks, making sure to hit me hard enough so that I’d really feel the sting.
    “Are you going to come again?”
    I was pretty fucking sure I was. Master wrapped his forearm around my waist, changing the angle of his cock inside me, which made me cry out with the pressure. Then he was fucking me, raw and hard, while I braced my legs and clenched my muscles to try and make it as incredible as possible for him.
    “Now, Jesse, come now,” he commanded, and even though he’d told me I could come whenever I wanted, it was too ingrained in my subconscious to obey, and I did, shooting hard as I felt him coming inside me.
    Master pulled me into his arms as I collapsed forward onto the bed, completely wrung out.
    “Here,” he said softly, pulling the duvet back so I could snuggle down for a moment.
    “Thank you,” I said as I wrapped myself up. I was starting to shake.
    “Mm, come here,” Master said, pulling me back against his chest. “Are you dropping?”
    “I don’t think so. This feels better.”
    “Sub drop” could come on suddenly, even though it had only happened to me once before with Master; from all of the adrenaline and euphoria pumping through my body only moments before, sometimes the comedown could be harsh. But my shaking was more from being cold.
    “I’m going to take your collar off, is that okay?” he asked.
    “Yes. Please don’t let go.”
    “I won’t,” he promised, then awkwardly unbuckled my collar, leaving