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Dolore Dolce

Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories

snickered as she counted each of the items on her fingers as she said them. I smiled and spread my arms. Rebecca placed her cup on the counter and wrapped her arms tightly around my waist. She inhaled deeply and let out a long sigh. When she felt my cock stir against her body, she smiled to herself. "At least one part of you doesn't hate me," she said as she looked down at my growing cock. "No part of me, hates any part of you, Rebecca," I whispered and kissed the top of her head. "Your lip is still swollen. Does it hurt?" she asked. "Its fine," I warmly smiled at her. She slid her hand between our bodies and rubbed my cock with the back of her arm, as her fingers stroked her clit. "Look at me, please," she desperately panted. I grinned and held her gaze, as Rebecca slowly stroked her clit. Her body quivered intermittently as she brought herself closer to an orgasm. After a few minutes of working her clit, she gasped and began to tremble. "For you," she whispered and quickly took a deep breath. Her knees buckled, she grabbed on to my arm with her free hand to steady herself and came. We talked the morning away over coffee. She was leaning against me, on the couch, with her legs tucked under her. Rebecca had become a lot more comfortable with the previous night's events and wanted to talk about them. "Why do you want to hurt me, Gil?" she nervously asked. "Did I hurt you last night, Rebecca?" I asked her. She thought about what I asked for a moment and replied, "A bit, when ... you pulled my hair and choked me.” “You could have used your safe word, Rebecca. I would have stopped immediately.” “It wasn’t a bad pain or intense enough to make me use my safe word. I guess I don’t understand the reasons why you want to hurt me.” "I do not want to hurt you just for the sake of inflicting pain. That would be cruel. You were incredibly aroused and came twice, in a matter of minutes, Rebecca," I smiled at her, “I get extremely aroused when a woman lustfully accepts the pain I inflict upon her, and is aroused by it, just as you were last night.” She smiled back at me and replied, “I was incredibly aroused, wasn’t I? And the orgasms were incredibly intense.” She traced my goatee with her fingers and asked, “Would you have stopped, if I had used my safe word, Gil?” “You know I would have, and always will, Rebecca.” “Why did you call me a slut?” "For me," I replied softly, "I want you to be a slut, only for me, Rebecca." She remained silent for a moment, exhaled hard and replied, "I knew that too. I guess I wasn't ready to hear it or accept it yesterday." She got up on her knees and asked, "You couldn’t have possibly known that I would have let you do to me, all that you did last night?" "I didn't know, but I needed to know, either way," I replied. She hugged me and said, "I'm glad you did it. I have a better understanding of how I feel about this.” “We'll take it at your pace, Rebecca. If and when you want to continue,” I assured her. She grinned and coyly asked, ...