Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

... but I could tell from her uneven footsteps that she was limping slightly. When we got to my room, I got out her little jar of cream and sat down on the bed. She was still at the door waiting for a command, just like always. I sat facing her. "Strip." I said. She smiled, and slowly pulled the old, loose sweater up over her head, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. She stared unashamed into my eyes as she hooked her thumbs into the waist of her pants and slid them down. Her pink panties were clearly damp around the crotch, but I only glanced at them before meeting her eye again. She pulled them down without hesitation. I took a second to yet again admire her fantastic body. It felt so familiar to me now, but at the same time still so new and exciting. She was so beautiful, so sexy. "Turn around." I said. Her gaze finally broke as she glanced down shyly, but did as I asked. I had to suppress a gasp when she revealed her ass to me. It was still bright pink, and there were several dark red bruises striping along it, and a few lower, along her thighs. I glanced to the side to see the belt still lying on the floor where I'd thrown it. I couldn't believe I'd hurt her this much. As guilty as I felt, I had to sit back and adjust how I was positioned. My slowly stiffening cock had become rock hard as soon as I saw her tainted skin. "Come...come here, Jessica." I said, my voice catching slightly. She turned and took a few steps until she was standing in front of ...

... me. I took her by the hand and led her to my side. I pulled on her arm again, and she understood what I wanted, her eyebrows jumping in surprise and a shy smile playing across her lips. She leaned over, and I supported her with my arms until she was lying over my knees. It felt good to hold her like this, supporting her full weight, the heat of her body. Up close her ass looked even worse, even more painful. I gently ran a finger along one of the deeper bruises, and she gasped. I dipped my fingers onto the cream and touched them to the bruise. Her whole body jumped and she let out a breathy giggle. "Jessica...I want you to know something." I said as I continued applying the cream. "Yeah?" she sighed happily. "I'm sorry." I said. "Wh...what?" she said. I could feel her body tense on top of me, "For what?" She sounded panicked, as if expecting bad news. I laughed, despite myself. For what? "For doing this." I explained, "For hurting you like this." "But..." she said quickly, "You were punishing me...I...didn't I deserve it?" she asked, her voice getting softer. I sighed. "Not...not..." I struggled to find the words. "I lost my temper with you." I said, "I shouldn't have hurt you this much. Not just for what you did. I'm sorry for that." I finished putting the cream on and pulled her gently by the shoulder, guiding her to stand. She looked a little confused, but her expression was so full of love, and admiration. I took her hand, and felt her squeeze mine gently. I leaned down and ...