Taut: The Ford Book

When I turn around to check on her, she’s already there. Standing in the doorway wearing a black baby doll top that presents her full br**sts, then flows down and stops just at her hips. Her panties are also black and are fully exposed.

I smile. A dimpled smile, but not a creepy one that says I’m gonna f**k you. It’s a sincere one that says, “You are f**king beautiful.”

“Thank you,” she says softly.

I look down at her feet and notice she didn’t put the shoes on. “I don’t like them,” she explains when she notices my gaze.

“I have no complaints, Ashleigh.” I beckon her with my fingers. “Come here.” She bites her lip and then takes a deep breath and walks over and takes my hand. I lead her over to the bench at the foot of the bed. “Sit down.”

She sits.

And she is the perfect height to do fun things with my package, as she likes to call it. She looks at my dick as it grows under my suit trousers, and then tips her head up to me.

Holy f**k, she is stunning. Her eyes are dark with makeup, but not too dark. Her lips are not glossy with lipstick anymore like they were at the start of the evening, but they are still stained a nice red color and that plump pout she has makes me want to nibble on them.

I control myself. I’ve lasted this long and I’ve planned her first real experience with me perfectly. Taking her in a fit of desire comes much later.

I pull one side of the bench away from the foot of the bed and straddle it. She watches everything I do, her chest moving up and down a little faster now. I imagine the adrenaline coursing through her body perfectly matches my own. “Get on your knees, Ashleigh. Place your chest on the bench and face me so I can see your eyes.”

Her tongue flicks her upper lip and her breathing quickens, but she obeys without talking and lowers herself down to her knees and does exactly what I ask.

That turns me on so f**king bad, the fact that she will submit without me asking. It’s like a gift. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, then opens them again because she knows I want to watch her watch me. “Are you ready?”

She nods first. “Yes. Ten spankings.”

“Pull your panties down, Ashleigh. And leave them around your knees.”

She keeps her chest on the bench and reaches back to pull down her black lace panties. The baby doll lingerie flutters below her stomach as she moves and then her ass is bare. I push the fabric up her back to get the full view of her curves.

“Would you like me to count for you? Or can you manage that tonight?”

She licks her lip again and if she doesn’t stop that, I’m gonna lean down and bite her. “I can manage.”

“Put your hands wherever you want, but once they’re there, you may not move them. Understand?”

“Yes.” She brings them up and then clasps them together at the small of her back.

I love her.

My left hand drags a few stray wisps of hair away from her face so I can see her better. She senses the pleasure she’s giving me and smiles just as my right hand comes down on her right cheek with a loud smack.

She moans as I watch her ass turn red. “One.”

She is perfect.

I massage her ass where the handprint forms and just as she relaxes a little I bring my hand down again on her left cheek.

“Two,” she says before the moan this time.

Now both cheeks are red and I massage them in firm circles. My fingers slip between her legs and she opens up a little, moaning even more as I play with her folds. I slip a finger inside her and she is so wet I withdraw immediately so she won’t come. “Did it hurt, Ash?”

“No,” she says immediately. “Not this time.”

“Tell me, Ashleigh. Tell me how it made you feel.”

“Oh,” she moans. “It was like last night in the bathroom. It felt so good, the pain was left behind.”

“Get up off the floor and stand in front of me. I owe you a reward.”

She stands up and the panties around her knees fall to the floor.

I change my position so I’m not straddling the bench anymore, but sitting normally, right in front of her. “Come here,” I say softly as I open my legs up to give her room. She inches forward and her legs are brushing against mine, causing a flicker of excitement to erupt through my whole body. I reach up to the strap on her left shoulder and pull it down, then do the same with the right. Her br**sts are far too full to allow the lingerie to fall freely, so I use both hands to pull the soft fabric down her arms and watch it flutter to the floor at her feet.

Her br**sts. Holy f**king God, her br**sts are spectacular.

I cup them, very softly. But she’s so full of milk they drip.

I growl with desire. “Is it too uncomfortable? Do you need to take care of this?” I ask in a low throaty voice that betrays every dirty thought running through my mind.

She shakes her head. “I’m fine.”

I squeeze a little harder then and she opens her mouth but it’s a whimper that makes my dick so hard I might explode before she does.

I get up off the bench and loosen my tie. She watches every move I make. I take it off and put it around her neck, then slide the knot up to her throat, not tight, but enough. It curves over her br**sts and falls down her torso where it flirts with her belly button.

She takes a deep breath.

“I won’t hurt you.”

“I know.”

She’s amazing.

I step out of her way and beckon to the bench. “Your turn to sit.” She turns around and takes a seat, her hands fidgeting in her lap as she swallows and finally tilts her head to look up at me. I put a few throw pillows behind her. “Lie back, Ash.”