Page 76 of Erotic Behavior (Observant Behaviors)

Beckett ran his hands over my breasts, that were covered by only a small black lace bra.They continued down my body, over my soft belly and thick thighs, as his touch heated everything inside of me.He reached for my garter and pulled, then released it, making it snap against my skin before dipping his finger roughly into my core, swirling it deep inside me.

“Do you see this?”he asked, holding his glistening finger up to my line of sight.“This is proof that you knew what you did was bad and you enjoyed doing it.For this, you will be punished.”

Beckett stuck his finger deep down my throat until I choked, then slowly pulled it out, forcing me to clean my juices from him.I watched as he released his hardened cock and I whimpered when he reached for the back of my head, pulling my hair back until he could look me in the eye.

“I want to hear you choke on my cock just as beautifully as you did on my finger.Give me the tears, Raven.Let me see how much you love me.”

He leaned down and placed a rough kiss on my lips before pulling back and forcing my head forward.I opened my mouth willingly, desperate to taste him, all the while knowing the people on the other side of the window were getting a show they wouldn’t soon forget.Becket controlled my movements, fucking my face without abandon as spit ran down my chin and tears welled in my eyes.

“So beautiful, that’s my good girl,” he grunted as his hips pistoned forward and I moaned around his cock.His other hand reached for my face and he wiped away the tears, likely smearing my black eye makeup all over, but I could tell from the way he looked at me that he loved it.

“Fuck yes,” he growled as his movements became more erratic.Before I knew what happened, he was gone.His hands were no longer on me, his cock no longer in my mouth.I fell forward, gasping for air, daring to look up at him.When my eyes met his, he raised his eyebrows and a small smirk shown on his face.

“Very nice, little one.But this is just the beginning.”

Praise and Pain

Beckett

Ravenwasfuckinggorgeous.I looked down at her and my heart swelled.I couldn’t believe she was mine to do with what I wished.If I hadn’t promised her this scene, I would have pulled her into my arms and tucked her away from the crowd and proved to her how much I love her.Her eyes tracked me through the room as I made my way over to the St.Andrew’s cross I had put up in the corner.I pulled at the restraints on top and double-checked the ones on the bottom.Raven had requested specific tools for the night, the first of which was a flogger with some pretty nasty cat tails.I’d start smaller and we would work our way up to it, but it wasn’t lost on me that her eyes darted between where it was hanging on the rack and what I was doing.

“Crawl to me.”

Raven moved her body forward, looking like the sultry temptress she was, only stopping when she got to where I was standing.

“Stand with your chest against the cross.”

Without a word, she complied, and I stepped forward, running my hand over her soft skin as I reached for the wrist restraints.She pulled at them once I had her in place, testing their give, of which there was little.I let my hands move down her body, over her plump ass and to her ankles as I secured them to the cross.Her breathing had increased, and I knew the anticipation was killing her.The best part of moments like these is the unknown.Raven knew what was coming, but she didn’t know the order, the amount of hits she’d receive or what the result would be when we were through.I placed a kiss on her shoulder and she moaned as I leaned in to whisper into her ear.

“What’s your number, baby?”

“One.”

“So you are ready?”

“Yes.”

I stepped to the side but left my hand on her back so she knew I hadn’t left her.The loss of me would be worse than the play itself.I reached for a black leather-covered paddle and ran it up the side of her leg and around her side before lifting it in front of her line of sight so she knew exactly what was going on.

“Tell me why you are being punished baby?”

“For covering myself from you.”

“And?”

“For baring my pussy.”

“Count.”

With a small movement, I made a quick change from softy caressing her skin with the paddle to a sharp, fast hit.

“One.”

A smile came over my face as Raven pulled at the restraints holding her for me.

“Two.”

The next hit was with equal force, but on her other side.