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my
knees, leaving my backside totally exposed.
    "You've been
thinking some spectacularly stupid things for far too long, Em. I'm
going to have to do something about that," he says, and I shiver
with anticipation. I assume he’ll smack my butt - it’s the obvious
next move - but he’s got something else in mind. He smooths cold
lube across my puckered entrance and follows up with a teasing prod
of something rubbery against that too-tight hole.
    So this is what
he’s been hiding. A dildo? Or a butt-plug, maybe? Either way, I’ve
done this before - I’m not ashamed to admit - and I know how to
ease it in. I relax my muscles and let them expand around the
invasion, taking it all without a qualm. Knowing exactly how it’ll
be.
    "Oh, that's so good," I moan. Then I freeze as the feeling
intensifies. Whoa… OK. This I wasn’t expecting… "Christ, Harry! Is that thing... Are you inflating
it?!"
    "You need to
pay more attention to our stock, Em. In fact, I think I'll be
trying all our new toys out on you in future," he laughs, but I
really hope he’s not joking. Because this is sensational.
I’m burning inside and I mean that in a good way. I’m so wet as I
grind my clit into the leather arm, that I’m making a sticky patch
on his sofa. And Lord, I ache for his cock. My cunt wants it most
but my mouth’s a very close second, and - hell - if he wants to try
an ear or a nostril, then I’m willing to give that a go too. I’ll
take it any way he wants to give it to me, so long as he hurries
up.
    "That'll do,”
he says when I’m full to bursting. “I'm going to fuck you there
eventually. Not today, but soon, and we'll need to get you ready
first. Relax. Breath, Em. That's as far as we'll go for now." But
he doesn’t ask if I’m OK. He knows me well enough not to have to.
He knows it’s not the threat of pain that’s got me tensing. It’s
the promise of pleasure. And it’s pleasure - pure pleasure - I
feel, as his palm slams into my butt cheek.
    “That’s for
thinking so little of yourself,” he says as he strokes my stinging
flesh. “And this is for thinking I could hurt you,” he tells me as
he smacks my other cheek.
    “Irony. Nice
touch,” I pant, and his low, throaty laugh makes my clit twitch
with longing.
    “No talking,”
he warns but his voice isn’t quite stern enough. There’s humour to
it. A hint of a dare. He wants me to disobey him, and I’m
more than willing to oblige.
    “But I’ve done
other bad stuff,” I tell him. “Don’t you want to hear?”
    “Go on,” he
says, though it’s difficult now that he’s easing the dildo - I’ve
decided it’s a dildo - back and forth. He’s fucking me slowly with
it but the pressure’s intense.
    My breathing’s
haphazard as I tell him, “I’ve been walking around with love-beads
up my jacksie. Serving customers and everything.”
    His palm
flashes hot against my skin as he groans, “Tell me that wasn’t a
lie…”
    “Fraid so,
boss,” I say, and another smack falls, this time landing below the
toy, scorching the throbbing lips of my pussy. And Jesus - I’ve never been spanked liked that before. I’m crying out as an
even sharper need spears through me. I could come like this - I’m
so close - but I want everything he has to give me.
    He laughs
behind me, pressing kisses to my heated flesh, then fucks me harder
with the dildo. I writhe against it, my clit twisting against the
couch. I can’t take much more. “I need you now , Harry. Do
it!”
    “Ready for the carrot?” he chuckles, and I almost tell
him ‘fine - whatever - carrot, cucumber,
courgette - just stick something inside me!’ but then I get his meaning. He’s going to reward me for
something. Now, ain’t that a tantalizing thought…
    “ Please!” I beg him, but he’s
already preparing. I can hear the slap of the latex condom, then
the teasing head of his cock at my slippery cunt lips.
    “Make me,” he
says, toying with the dildo still lodged inside me. “Tell