Free Holly's Christmas Dom-Brieanna-final edit by Raven McAllan

arousing his pre cum gathered and
slid down his cock. It was a wonder he didn't come there and then. It was only
due to his extreme self-control that he was able to don a condom and slowly rub
the tip of his dick over her crack. As he watched, she shivered. Her skin
rippled and his mimicked each tiny movement. He was hot, his skin tight, and
his brain energized. If they'd been watching a chick flick, there would have
been violins.
    Without haste, he slipped his hands between her legs
and unerringly found her clit with its tiny nubbin erect and begging for
attention. She was wet, gratifyingly so. Mac braced himself, guided his dick to
her pussy, and began to probe.
    Holly pushed her ass toward his body.
    "Please, Sir." Even as her voice slurred in
passion, she spoke as his. "Please, Sir, please."
    "Ah, Holly, my gorgeous, lovely, generous pet, I
will." Mac pushed into her warmth. She opened like a flower in full bloom
and welcomed him inside. Her channel was tight and gripped him. Mac surged
forward, trying to hold back. She may have pleasured herself, she had said so,
many times, but he was thicker, harder, and in charge. Taking his cock was not
like using a toy on herself.
    He moved in and out, set up a rhythm, and listened to
her moans and cries of arousal. They were erotic and climax-inducing. Mac knew
this time would be short and sweet. Bracing himself on one hand, he began to
tease her clit once more. He could feel her climax building as his hand matched
his cock in movements both great and small.
    "I want, I need..." Her voice trailed off.
Her movements became frenzied as she tried to control their pace. With a
ruthless determination, he stopped moving.
    "What?" Her voice rose. "What the fuck?
No, Mac, you can't do this. Please, Sir. I've got to come. Hell, I need to
come." She shook and sobbed as she pressed back into him.
    "Who controls this?" His voice was hard. "Tell
me, Holly. Who's in charge?"
    "You said I was, Mac. You did," she wailed
at him.
    "In that you can call a halt anytime, Holly. Not
that you tell me what to do. So do I go on?"
    He waited, every nerve on edge. If she said no, he
would be devastated. But this was when he had to make a stand. The silence
stretched so long, he was ready to scream. At last, her body slumped, and she
fell onto her chest.
    "Yes, Sir."
    "Good." He swatted her ass, not hard, just
enough to sting and bring all that hot, luscious redness he'd achieved earlier
back in force, and coerce her senses up to high alert. "Then, come. Now."
With one decisive thrust, he pulsed and pushed into her. At the same time, he
pinched her clit.
    Holly screamed and convulsed. Her body shook, and her
breath came in tiny pants. He felt his climax build, and he joined her with one
last surge and a roar to rival that of any cup final crowd. The hairs on his
arms stood up, and every nerve ending was supersensitive. The slight weave of
the bedcover rubbed and added sensual friction to his skin.
    Under him, Holly was panting and writhing, pushing
back into him as if she was determined to milk every last drop of cum from his
body.
    Mac held himself off her until his arms shook.
    "Let yourself slump, love. I'm going to move."
He pulled out, taking care to be gentle, and moved off her.
    Holly fell down face-first and sighed. "Hmm, that
was worth waiting for. I want more...Sir."
    "Don't worry. You'll get a lot more, love. Soon."
Mac stood up and walked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and dampen a
washcloth with warm water. He returned to Holly, who hadn't moved.
    "I've died and gone to heaven," she said,
her voice muffled by her arms. "I've done it. After ten years, one month,
three days, and about six hours, I've finally done it. I'm no longer Holly Winters,
spinster of this parish. I'm Holly Winters, lover and sub of Mac Hall."
    He snorted as he helped Holly over onto her back and
used the cloth to cleanse her. "You've a lot to learn about submitting and
obeying before we can say you're my sub, my