Mine Forever

By Amarinda Jones

“Call me Sir.” He slapped her upturned backside several times with the leather flogger he held in his hand.
“Kiss my ass,” Arkie yelled at him. She was naked, tied up, with her hands over her head. The clamps on her nipples were painful yet she didn’t want them removed. It was a good pain that shot down into her stomach and made her cunt wet with the need to be filled.
He shook his head and spanked her ass hard. “Oh I will do that Arkie but only when you obey me.”
“I do what I like and answer to no man.” She looked up, her eyes following the rope that was connected to a sturdy looking winch attached to the ceiling. Her body was strained and her arms ached yet Arkie licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come. Not many men had a full-on domination room in their basement. But then this man was not someone she would class an ordinary man. There was something powerful and sexy about his needs. He made no apology for them. He liked to tie up and toy with women until they came. Arkie lived a similar existence. She loved men and sex and she wasn’t about to hide her needs behind what society considered acceptable. Arkie shifted her knees to take the pressure off them. Kneeling on the hard concrete hurt like hell. But it was worth it. She enjoyed the thrill of rough, dominating sex. There was something so hot about not being able to have any say in what was happening to her body. She was being made to submit. And I like it. Arkie pushed her ass out enticing him to take it.
“You know one day I will break you and you will answer only to me and live to serve my needs.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Scarlet Harlot Publishing
• Release date: Sep 17, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466063457

Amarinda Jones

Amarinda Jones believes anything is possible and sometimes just asking for the impossible will surprise someone enough that they will give it to you. Writing is like that. Put it out there and wait for a response. There is always the possibility you may fall on your arse, but after all, that's what cellulite is for. Amarinda believes in taking chances, speaking her mind and aging disgracefully. Twenty years from now she plans on being the neighborhood witch that all the kids are scared of. But then, everyone has to have a hobby.

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Mine Forever

Prologue

Two weeks ago

Call me Sir. He slapped her upturned backside several times with the leather flogger he held in his hand.

Kiss my ass, Arkie yelled at him. She was naked, tied up, with her hands over her head. The clamps on her nipples were painful yet she didn’t want them removed. It was a good pain that shot down into her stomach and made her cunt wet with the need to be filled.

He shook his head and spanked her ass hard. Oh I will do that Arkie but only when you obey me.

I do what I like and answer to no man. She looked up, her eyes following the rope that was connected to a sturdy looking winch attached to the ceiling. Her body was strained and her arms ached yet Arkie licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come. Not many men had a full-on domination room in their basement. But then this man was not someone she would class an ordinary man. There was something powerful and sexy about his needs. He made no apology for them. He liked to tie up and toy with women until they came. Arkie lived a similar existence. She loved men and sex and she wasn’t about to hide her needs behind what society considered acceptable. Arkie shifted her knees to take the pressure off them. Kneeling on the hard concrete hurt like hell. But it was worth it. She enjoyed the thrill of rough, dominating sex. There was something so hot about not being able to have any say in what was happening to her body. She was being made to submit. And I like it. Arkie pushed her ass out enticing him to take it.

You know one day I will break you and you will answer only to me and live to serve my needs.

She laughed. You’re so dramatic sometimes. For the past three months this whole master-of-the-universe-domination thing had appealed to her. Once a week she allowed him to torture her. None of her other lovers did this. It was a different type of kinky sex she enjoyed.

Because I know what you want. You want drama and hard, hot pain. The flogger came down hard on her upper thighs. I will own you.

Arkie definitely wanted hard and hot. Out of the corner of her eye she could see his dick jumping with need. She wanted to take the length of it up her ass. Stop commanding me and start fucking me. He’d been toying with her for an hour. He had sucked her nipples, played with her ass, lapped at her clit and buried a long, vibrating black dildo inside her cunt before walking away for fifteen minutes. She had gone almost crazy with the dildo drilling away inside her. I need to come with real cock inside me. He was an artist in touching just enough to make her needy, leaving her wet and empty and almost on the verge of begging. Arkie only begged when she couldn’t stand fighting the need any longer. That time was rapidly approaching.

Call me, Sir, he demanded as he dropped the flogger to the floor.

No. Arkie could see him walk over to a nearby bench. He turned his back to her. Her eyes went to his well toned, muscular ass. She wanted to clutch that as he pounded away inside her. Please.

He came back to her and mounted her body from behind. Do you need my dick inside you?

Arkie ground her ass against his cock trying to entice it inside. Yes.

Do you think this is just sex between us?

Yes. The heat from his chest against her back made her sigh and arch against him. She ignored the pain in her knees. She wanted sex. I like to be fucked. You like to fuck.

His hand went down to her clit and rubbed. It’s more than that, Arkie. I want to own your body.

At the moment he could do anything he liked to her such was her hunger to be taken. She bore down on the fingers between her legs. You may use my body.

He pushed the head of his dick against her anus. I will own it.

Arkie winced at the pressure of his entry. He was using no lube and he’d made no effort to prepare her for this. That hurts.

It’s meant to. I want to teach you a lesson.

She closed her eyes and panted as he pushed inside without stopping. The pain became bearable only because she gritted her teeth and reminded herself it would soon feel better. It always did after the first couple of thrusts. Arkie concentrated on that as he continued to fill her body.

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