To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 4 - Sex Stories

To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 4

... she woke up David was touching her. The last time was after a vivid dream. She dreamt she was back in the basement with her arms chained above her head. David was whipping her again, but this time there was no pain. He stopped whipping her and held her from behind. He played with her breasts and just as he was about to move down to her pussy, she woke with a start. It was still dark outside, but she could not sleep again. David stayed with her all of the next day as well. He teased her incessantly. Bringing her to the edge of an orgasm several times and leaving her hanging. When he couldn't stand his own arousal he forced her to suck him again. By the time evening came, Sara's need for release was almost unbearable. She was relieved when he allowed her to go to sleep early. She was still exhausted from the lack of sleep the night before. She awoke sometime in the middle of the night to find David in bed next to her. The lights in the room were off, but the moon outside was bright and full. The room was illuminated with moonlight and she could easily see David sleeping next to her. He was laying on his side facing her. She watched his even slow breathing and she was sure he was asleep. Just ask him to make you cum. Sara was annoyed at the thought. No, he wants me to beg him... Her thoughts drifted as she lied awake. She could not go back to sleep. Without realizing what she was doing, she began picturing herself begging him to let her cum. As her fantasy developed, so did ...

... the wetness in her cunt. Lost in thought, one hand drifted down under the covers. Sara slid her hand under her panties and circled her clit with two fingers. She knew it wouldn't take much more touching for her to cum. She stole a guilty glance at David. She considered getting up and going to the bathroom to finish, but she was afraid that would wake him up. She wondered what he would do if he caught her pleasuring herself. Will he spank me? She thought sparking a new fantasy as she increased the pace of rubbing against her clit. "What are you doing?" David thundered as he ripped the covers off of her. Sara's hand flew away from her cunt and she tried to sit up. David caught her and pulled her across his lap. He lifted one hand and slapped her bare ass several times. Each time he spanked her, it felt like an electric jolt went into Sara's pussy. "I'm sorry," she begged, "please stop." David ignored her and continued spanking her until she stopped resisting. One of his hands had grasped her thigh to hold her down and he could feel her wetness on his hand. "Don't touch yourself again. I'm the only one that is going to make you cum." He said as he released her. Sara rubbed her sore ass as she moved off of his lap. She knelt silently on the bed as he laid back down on the bed. "I'm going back to sleep unless you want to ask for permission to cum," he said. Defeated, Sara covered her face with her hands. She wanted to cry. She did not want to do this, but she needed relief. David ...