Free The Runaway Sub [Libertine Island 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Diane Leyne Page A

his question was rhetorical, so she just murmured her assent. He laughed, his breath hot on her neck before he lowered his mouth. Nuzzling down to her shoulder, he bit her lightly and then soothed the pain with his mouth.
    He reached between her legs and parted her slit. Laughing, he bypassed her clit and slid a finger inside her and swirled it, scooping out her cream.
    He held it to her mouth. “Taste yourself knowing that I’m going to feast on this later.”
    Opening her mouth, Jen allowed him to place his finger in her mouth, closing her lips and suckling lightly at her own essence before she felt him move again.
    She whined her disappointment as he stood and moved in front of her again, but her eyes lit up as he moved close, his hard cock bobbing slightly.
    “Time to suck my dick.” He fisted himself with one hand while threading his other hand into her hair. “Open your mouth and take me. Take all of me.”
    Obediently she opened her mouth. Without her hands, he had total control over the act. He moved closer to her, pushing the head of his cock between her lips. Reaching tentatively with her tongue, she licked the head before sucking lightly on it. He pushed more into her mouth, and she automatically sucked as he pulled back out before pushing in deeper this time. He repeated the process several more times, going deeper each time.
    He gripped her head with both hands, as he continued to move in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling, desperately trying to relax her throat and breath through her nose as he pushed in deeper and deeper with each stroke. Finally, she could feel his pubic hair tickling her nose and realized he was fully buried within her. He stopped moving for a few seconds and then started thrusting quickly as his pleasure built.
    Finally she could feel his cock twitch, and then he was held still, deep in her mouth, as he poured his cum down her throat. Rope after rope shot directly down her throat, not giving her the option to swallow or not. She felt him softening slightly and started working him with her mouth when he pulled out, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
    “Good girl. Now, up you go.”
    He helped her to her feet and moved her over to the end of the bed. There was a wooden box of some sort there. It looked almost like an old-fashioned trunk. Fascinated, she watched as he opened it and manipulated it until she realized that it was a spanking bench complete with a padded area for her knees.
    He moved her into position so that she was kneeling with her legs spread wide. He fastened her ankle cuffs, and then he attached additional restraints around her calves and thighs. The bench was actually integrated into the four-poster bed.
     
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    Bending her over the narrow bench, her breasts hung freely over the other side in the gap between the bench and the foot of the bed. He grinned. In this position, she could rest her head on the soft mattress but her tits would swing freely in the gap between the bench and the bed. That was, if he let them. He had plans for those tits. It had been so long since he’d played with a set, he’d almost forgotten how much fun he could have with them. So many ideas had run through his mind. He was definitely clamping them, but he’d thought of adding chains that he could attach to the footboard so if she tried to pull up, she’d feel the painful tug in her nipples. And he’d thought of weighting the clamps or adding vibrators.
    In the end, since this was their first serious play session, he’d settled for light clamps, which he attached before he spread her arms and clipped the cuffs to the posts at the foot of the bed. He did run a chain between the clamps so he could tug them both at once with a single hand. If she misbehaved, he’d pull the chain up and make her take it in her mouth, holding the pressure on her own nipples. It would teach her obedience or earn her a stronger punishment, and the