(This chapter contains mature content.)
Ethan led Olivia to the edge of the bed and positioned her on all fours, her body exposed and vulnerable. He stood behind her, his hand gently caressing the curve of her backside. "This punishment is about trust," he said, his voice low and commanding. "You need to trust that I will take care of you, even in moments of discipline."
Olivia's breath hitched as she felt Ethan's hand come down with a sharp smack on her bare skin. A gasp escaped her lips, a mixture of pain and pleasure. Ethan's touch was firm and deliberate, leaving a faint red mark on her flushed skin.
With each subsequent strike, Olivia's body responded with a delicious mix of pain and arousal. She could feel herself growing wetter with every swat, her inner walls clenching with desire. The sting of his hand only intensified the ache between her thighs.
Ethan continued to spank her, alternating between gentle caresses and firmer smacks that left her begging for more. Olivia's moans filled the room as pleasure mingled with pain, a symphony of sensations that consumed her. The sound of skin meeting skin echoed throughout the bedroom, punctuated by her cries of ecstasy.
As Ethan's hand delivered its final swat, Olivia felt a surge of satisfaction ripple through her body. She had endured her punishment gracefully and discovered a side of herself she had never known—a side that craved submission and surrender. Ethan gently caressed her reddened skin, his touch comforting and tender.
"Good girl," he whispered, his voice filled with admiration. "You took your punishment so well."
As Ethan's hand moved lower, grazing over her sensitive flesh, Olivia's breath caught in her throat. She could feel the heat radiating from her core, aching to be touched and filled. Ethan's fingers traced delicate circles around her aching clit, teasingly avoiding direct contact.
"Please," Olivia gasped, her voice filled with need and desperation. She wanted release, craved it with every fiber of her being. Ethan relinquished his grip on her ass and slid his fingers inside her wetness, causing Olivia to cry out in pleasure. He moved rhythmically, his touch expertly driving her closer to the edge.
Olivia's body trembled as Ethan's fingers plunged deeper into her, eliciting moans of pleasure that echoed through the room. Her hips gyrated against his hand, seeking more contact, more friction. The fire within her burned hotter with each thrust of his fingers.
Ethan's thumb found her clit, circling it with purpose and intensity, pushing Olivia closer and closer to the edge of bliss. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt the familiar coil of tension building within her core. She was on the precipice of ecstasy, teetering on the edge, ready to surrender to the wave that threatened to consume her.
Just as Olivia was about to come completely undone, Ethan withdrew his fingers abruptly, leaving her gasping for more.
Ethan smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Not yet," he said, his voice dripping with anticipation. "I want to take my time with you, explore every inch of your body, and make you beg for release."
Olivia's breath hitched at his words, her desire intensifying even more. She trusted Ethan implicitly and knew that he would deliver the pleasure she craved.
Ethan moved away from the bed and went to a nearby cabinet, retrieving a black satin blindfold. He returned to Olivia, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Close your eyes," he commanded softly. Olivia complied, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the darkness envelop her senses.
With her sight taken away, Olivia's other senses heightened. She could hear the rustling of fabric as Ethan removed some of his clothes and his footsteps as he returned to the bed. His fingers trailed lightly across her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The anticipation was almost unbearable as she wondered what he would do next.
Ethan's warm lips pressed against Olivia's ear, his breath hot and heavy. "Trust me," he whispered, sending a shiver down her spine. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before."
Olivia nodded, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She had given herself entirely to Ethan, surrendering her body and soul. She knew that pleasure awaited her at every turn in his capable hands.
Ethan flipped her over while his lips trailed along Olivia's jawline, leaving a trail of gentle kisses that heightened the electricity in the room. His hands caressed her skin, exploring every inch with deliberate slowness. He was a master at building anticipation, knowing exactly how to make her ache for his touch. She could feel his bare chest rub against her, and she craved the friction. She reached for his pants to unbuckle his belt, and Ethan chuckled. "Slow down, my love. I will make the rules tonight." Olivia whimpered beneath him, longing to feel the hardness of him against her skin.