Seth’s Doll – A Kinky Married Couple Read Online KD Robichaux

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
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But I will push her a bit further mentally, just because I want to.

With my pace and depth steady, my grip still strong in her hair and on her jaw, I use words to test my sub’s new trick.

“This toy takes my dick so easily,” I murmur, my voice taking on a slightly bullying tone. “What a little whore you are, dolly, letting this fat cock skull-fuck you without you even flinching.” She moans, her lips closing around my shaft as I pump in and out of her. “Look at you, trying to swallow even more of me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think my present had already been played with.”

Finally, finally, I get a reaction. A subtle tightening around her eyes that draws her brows a tiny bit closer together. And now I know where one limit lies within her newfound interest in degradation.

My doll doesn’t like the idea of someone else using her this way. Which is good, because I would never allow that to happen. But depending on how much she comes to enjoy playing with her masochistic side, we might be able to purposely use this limit for some psychological-torture fun in the future—that is, if it turns out to be a soft limit and not a hard one, which I’d never fuck around with.

But this is where I choose to stop pushing, testing these particular boundaries—at least when it comes to this part of the scene, without having been inside her pussy yet.

The past several minutes have been a milestone—hell, a life event—for my doll. For our D/s relationship. Something I’ll never forget, feeling her completely surrender within my hands, trusting me to fuck her face however I saw fit.

I slide out of her mouth but don’t let go of her head, and the look of pure satisfaction on her beautiful face from just submitting to my pleasure brings me to my knees, literally. I drop to my haunches before her, a gasp finally leaving her lips as I pull her forward once again, not onto my cock but to my face, so I can kiss her in a way I’ve never kissed anyone in my life. I kiss her hard and thorough, messy and primal, lapping at the wetness around her lips and down her chin from my not-so-gentle fucking. I taste not only her mouth’s sweetness but the saltiness of what I left behind, and I glance down to watch more of it leak out of my crown.

CHAPTER 20

Seven

I’ve never felt excitement like this, of being filthier than I’ve ever been with my innocent doll.

When I met her, I’d already done every kinky thing imaginable, so I never felt like I missed out on anything when I “settled down” and married her. I’d gotten it all out of my system by then, and it felt completely natural to tame my dominance back to a level suited for the only woman I’d ever fallen in love with. Absolutely no regrets. None. Not a single one.

But tonight feels like a whole new existence of its own. It feels like discovering this incredible alternative world all over again. Getting to show my wife a side of me and a higher tier of pleasure that I never even dreamed she’d be open to—it feels like I’ve gotten close to enlightenment. Like the whole fucking meaning of life has been whispered in my ear.

My arousal grows to a fever pitch, to a point that I don’t care about her birthday plans any longer. I need to be inside her. I need to consume her.

She’s giving me more than just her complete submission with no more limits of her own.

She’s giving me a part of myself back that I truly didn’t miss until the moment I got to experience a taste of it with her. Yet it feels like a whole new world, and I only want to share this one with her.

I reach behind me and grab the remote, clicking the green button. “Right now, I have no use for the orange button. You can show me what you had planned for the auto-fuck part of the scene some other time. Because at the moment, seeing how fucking blissed out you are after relinquishing all control to my will, all I want to do is see if I can continue to put that look on your face with my cock in Pleasure Sleeve 2.”

She smiles drunkenly, and I stand, pulling her with me, not stopping until I pick her up and she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist. I step over to the playtable once again, setting her naked ass on the very end, and the image of her earlier in the same spot—how beautiful she was, sprawled out and helpless, trusting me to only follow the instructions of the scene she laid out—fills my head.



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