Free A is for… by L Dubois Page A

use you here. I want to see a large plug in you.”
    “Yesterday’s was large.”
    “Not large enough.” He dipped his fingers into her pussy, wetting them, then slipped one finger into her ass. Anna winced, then moaned and lifted herself, inviting more of the sweet torment.
    “It’s really your fault.” He pulled his finger free and slid from the bed to sit in a large plush chair.
    Anna watched his hard cock bob as he walked. “What’s my fault?”
    “Your ass is far too fine to be ignored.”
    “The fact that I suffer through squats three times a week to have this ass means it’s my fault that you’re obsessed with it?”
    “Yes. Come here, Anna.”
    She slid from the bed, stretching her stiff muscles as she did.
    “Over my knee.”
    Biting her lip, she obeyed, draping herself over his knee, with her elbows and legs resting on the seat of the wide chair. He rubbed her legs, massaging his way up to her butt. He kneaded the globes, pulled them apart to examine her rear entrance.
    “We have a long day ahead of us.” Smack. He spanked her left ass cheek.
    “One. Thank you, Master.”
    “After I’m done spanking you, I’m going to lock you in a chastity belt, so no one can get at that pretty pussy.” Smack.
    “Two. Thank you, Master.”
    “Then I’m going to send you to hang out with the other subs while I get ready.”
    “Get ready for what, Master?”
    “What fun would it be if I told you?”
    “I don’t think that would be fun.”
    Smack, smack, smack. “I think it’s more fun to surprise you.”
    Anna groaned. She’d lost count, but she didn’t think it mattered. He continued to lazily spank her as they talked, alternating between hard swats and soft taps.
    “And before you leave I’m going to write a big ‘A’ on your breast.”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “You never know, maybe I’ll change my mind about auctioning you off for charity. This pretty ass would bring big bucks at auction.”
    “You’d…sell me, Master?” A strange mix of horror and arousal slid through her.
    Jensen lifted and turned her so she straddled him. He leaned back into the chair. Anna sank down onto his cock, sighing in pleasure as it filled her. His eyes closed, jaw clenching. Bracing her hands on the back of the chair she rode him, pleasuring him.
    “Sell you?” he said, after a few minutes. “No, you’re not my slave, and I don’t want you to be. But I’d auction you off. I’d put you on display, let everyone look at you. Then I’d buy you for myself.”
    “What if someone outbid you?”
    Jensen grabbed her by the hair, pulling her forward and capturing a nipple in his mouth. He bit her. Anna yelped.
    “I’d fucking kill them. Then I’d spank you for making me spend so much damned money.”
    “You’d punish me…because you put me up for auction.”
    “Exactly. Get off. On your knees.”
    Anna grabbed his shoulders, hating the order. She wanted his cock in her.
    “Anna. On your knees.” His tone was pure steel.
    “Yes, Master.” She climbed off him, her pussy clinging to his cock. He scooted forward and she took him into her mouth. Her sex throbbed. Wrapping one hand around the base, she licked the tip, then nibbled her way down the shaft before sliding her lips over him. She knew what he liked, knew how to bring him release. Within minutes he was groaning, hands tight in her hair as he came in her mouth. When it was done, he went to his bag, coming back with the chastity belt.
    “Master, I don’t get to come?”
    He grinned. “No, you don’t.”
    “I’ll go insane.”
    “You have ten minutes in the bathroom. Don’t touch your clit.”
    Anna used the restroom, brushed her teeth and then put on her makeup. Her pussy throbbed, her body still hoping for the orgasm she craved.
    “I was fast,” she said as she emerged.
    “You always are when you think you might get an orgasm.”
    “And do I, Master?” She stopped in front of him.
    Master Jensen forced her legs apart. “No. I want you