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  It was then that he opened the door ushering Lucy inside. The soft beige carpet, the Spanish paintings on the wall, this was all familiar to her. Even so, she wasn’t sure where she was supposed to go.

  Cristiano stepped in front of her leading her to the hallway. Entering the bedroom, she noticed something different. On the bureau just past the door was a white silk tablecloth. On top of that were a series of toys.

  Staring at each made Lucy’s breath hitch. She couldn’t stop herself from shaking. Her fear and anticipation had become one. She knew she was eventually going to have to speak but at that moment it was hard for her to even remain standing.

  Cristiano moved around the room purposefully. After lighting candles, he settled beside Lucy.

  “Now, you will have to choose between one of these three toys,” he said pointing to the leather instruments. “The one you choose here,” he said pointing at the leather instruments, “will determine which of these I use,” he said shifting his finger towards a group of blindfolds and wrist straps.

  “If you would like the paddle,” he said pointing to a leather object twice as wide as a ruler, “then you will say, please, Sir, may I have the paddle. If you would like the crop, then you will say, please, Sir, may I have the crop. If you would like the flog, you will say, please, Sir, may I have the flog. Do you understand?” He asked in a rumbling tone.

  Speechless, she nodded her head.

  “Then, decide,” he said leaving her to make her decision.

  Lucy stared at the three toys in front of her. She could barely believe what she was seeing. She swallowed thinking about how each of them would feel smacked across her ass. Her pussy clenched at the thought. Her breaths quickened as her pulse increased.

  For the first few moments, Lucy barely thought of anything at all. Hearing the music turn on she forced herself to focus. Cristiano would be back in moments and demand an answer. Lucy needed to know what she was going to say.

  Imagining the leather paddle struck across her tender rare, Lucy closed her eyes. She imagined having to brace herself. She imagined the sting reverberating through her body. It was erotic.

  She then pictured the crop in Cristiano’s strong hands. She thought about the wallop that would follow. It was a long stick attached to a folded leather tab. She imagined the pain as it hit her ass. She thought it would feel magical.

  Finally, she imagined the flog. There had to be thirty individual leather straps dangling from its short handle. She tried to think of how each would feel connecting with her bare buttock. It was almost beyond comprehension.

  Again staring at the three toys, Lucy felt no closer to making a decision. She badly wanted Cristiano to step in and make the decisions for. She knew he wasn’t going to do that, though.

  “Have you decided?” Cristiano said standing so close to her that she could feel his body heat envelop her.

  “I don’t know, Sir,” Lucy admitted.

  “You will have to decide,” he said firmly.

  Disappointed that she couldn’t have all three, Lucy took a deep breath and allowed her mind to settle on what would be tonight’s toy.

  “Please, Sir, may I have… the paddle.”

  Lucy searched Cristiano’s eyes for whether she had made a good choice. He gave no indication. Instead, he moved to the bed and sat down.

  “Stand here,” Cristiano said pointing to the ground in front of him.

  Lucy did as she was told. Standing before him she was prepared to submit to him fully. Anything he wanted, he could take. The vulnerability that she felt in Cristiano’s presence was unlike any she had ever felt in her life.

  “Undress,” he ordered.

  As Lucy undressed, she felt like she was undressing for him for the first time. She removed her jacket exposing her breasts. She watched his eyes for a reaction and got none. She then reached by her side and unzipped her skirt. As it hit the ground and she stepped out of it, she finally saw Cristiano react. His face softened as if turned on.

  Cristiano reached out his large hands clutching her waist. Pulling her to him, his lips touched her protruding nipple. As he took it into his mouth, the sensation crackled electricity through her. As he circled his tongue around the pink of her areola, Lucy reached for Cristiano needing his support to keep her on her feet.

  Cristiano’s nipple play didn’t last long. Quickly he pushed Lucy back and stood in front of her. Lucy felt small in the shadow of his great height. She also felt naked.

  Taking Lucy’s hand, Cristiano led her back to the toys. Without a word, he reached for a wrist strap. Unsure of what he would do with it, she remained still. When he took one of her wrists and buckled the strap onto it, she offered the other.

  With both of her wrists strapped he retrieved two more straps and kneeled in front of her. As he strapped the other two to her ankles she became acutely aware of the heat from his face as it poured onto her throbbing pussy. She wanted so badly for him to lean in and touch her growing clit with his tongue. She longed for it but didn’t get it.

  Instead, Cristiano got up, led Lucy to a railing that was attached to the wall and clipped her wrist straps to straps tied around the wood. Although they were just clips, Lucy knew that she didn’t have the strength to get away. She had no choice but to submit to Cristiano’s will.

  Feeling vulnerable, Lucy looked back. Cristiano was getting undressed. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt revealing his muscular chest and rippling abs. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants allowing them to fall to the floor. He wasn’t wearing underwear so his large cock popped out.

  Cristiano was already fully aroused. Her body had excited him. It aroused her even more to think about. Standing against the wall unable to escape, Lucy felt the burning desire to be touched. It could be his large hand or his unforgiving leather paddle. At that point, she didn’t care which.

  It was the paddle that touched her first. Rubbed lightly against her ass, Lucy desperately wanted more. Cristiano quickly accommodated. The first smack was startling. It wasn’t that it hurt. It was the sharp crack the leather made as it kissed her delicate skin. Lucy winced and then quickly wanted more and wanted it harder.

  Smack! The second was louder and left a warm spot on her ass. It felt like heaven. When Cristiano struck again it was harder still. This time the heat pulsed down her leg and up her side. It took her breath away.

  As much as it hurt, she also knew that she needed more. The feeling of pleasure was overwhelming. She hadn’t known anything like this. Lucy wanted Cristiano to control her body. As Cristiano let loose with a flurry of swats, Lucy knew that he already did.

  Giving her a break, Cristiano pushed his naked body against Lucy’s back. He rubbed his hard cock along her spine. She wanted to feel him inside of her but not yet. When she heard his sultry voice whisper in her ear, she knew that she would get what she wanted.

  “Say, please, Sir, may I have another.”

  Lucy swallowed. “Please, Sir, may I have another,” she asked hesitantly.

  What followed was a smack harder than she had yet felt. Its sting radiating heat across her ass and body. It felt fantastic. Gaining courage she said it again.

  “Please, Sir, may I have another.”

  He struck again still harder.

  “Please, Sir, may I have another.”

  Smack!

  “Please, Sir, may I have another.”

  Smack!!

  “Please, Sir, may I have another,” she repeated being rewarded every time that she did.

  The swats came in a flurry after that. There seemed to be no end. No longer able to control her body, Lucy dropped to her knees bouncing back up.

  “Please, Sir, may I have another.”

  Cristiano paddled her ass until it was red. When she was sure that she couldn’t take anymore, Cristiano instinctually stopped. He wasn’t done yet, though. Detaching her wrists, he escorted her to the bed. Not having noticed them before, she spotted a chain extending onto the mattress from its four corners.

  “On your back,” Cristiano demanded.

  Easing backward onto the bed, her tender ass brushed against the maroon satin sheets. It was a tantalizing reminder of what Cristiano had just done. When her head neared the head of the bed, she watched as her master circled to her right wrist and clipped her to the chain pulling it tight.

  She hadn’t known what the ankle straps were for but now she knew. Quickly strapped down by both her ankles and wrists, Lucy lay spread eagle on the bed. What was Cristiano’s planning now? She didn’t know but she couldn’t wait to find out.

  Cristiano climbed on top of her parking his knee just short of her throbbing pussy. With the paddle in hand, he moved the leather to her sensitive nipples. With just enough pressure to let her know the paddle was there, he smacked her breast. It was almost too much. But when Cristiano leaned down and found her clit with his tongue while he did it, Lucy felt like she was on fire with pleasure.

  He circled his tongue around her button applying pressure. It was hypnotic. Switching his paddle to her other breast, Cristiano continued. She spiraled quickly towards orgasm but before she did, he released her nipples and her clit, climbed on top of her, and slipped his thick manhood between her dripping pussy lips.

  Lucy swallowed him like she had been filled by a missing part. He stretched her to capacity. The thick stem of his cock pressed against her G spot bringing her quickly to orgasm. The rolling pleasure washed through her. She wanted desperately to hold him but restrained, she couldn’t.

  Instead, he fucked her longer and deeper again bringing her to the edge of orgasm. About to enter the state of no return, Cristiano pulled out his thick cock, shimmied down her body, and then returned his tongue to her still wanting pussy.

  Having already orgasmed, Lucy’s clit was on fire. With every touch, she felt ready to blow. He teased her maddeningly. Circling her clit at a great distance, he occasionally circled in. Her body jumped as he did. She felt out of control and helpless to Cristiano’s will. Subject to his mercy, she moaned as his tongue took a final pass on the outskirts of her clit and then focused entirely on her pleasure spot.

  Her second orgasm was powerful and unyielding. Every muscle in her body clenched refusing to let go. Her mind lit up with bright lights. Electricity crackled through her body as her overwhelming orgasm ebbed and then flowed.

  “Ahhhh!” She cried out.

  She didn’t know she was doing it. She was lost in the moment. When her orgasm crashed, she thrust her hips from side to side. She couldn’t take anymore and he was refusing to stop. She needed to breathe. She had to bring this to an end.

  “Apple,” she barked remembering his code.

  Hearing that, Cristiano immediately stopped. Without hesitation, he reached down unbuckling her ankle straps before moving onto her wrists. As soon as her hands were free she clutched her pussy. It was boiling. She still felt lightheaded. All she could do is lay there trying to catch her breath.

  As if instinctually knowing what she needed, Cristiano crawled on the bed beside her. Lucy, who needed to feel his strong arms around her, rolled onto her side. Cristiano moved in close spooning her.

  With his large body pressed against her back, she could feel his cock. It was still very hard. Lucy knew that Cristiano would be content to end the night although he hadn’t orgasmed. This was designated to be ‘her night’. On ‘his night’ Lucy would be sure to give him exactly what he needed.

  Lucy’s mind danced as she lay with her man’s arms around her and her hands cupping her still throbbing pussy.

  “Did you enjoy that?” Cristiano asked in a rumbling low tone.

  “Couldn’t you tell?” Lucy asked astonished.

  “I like to hear you say it.”

  “That was amazing. I had no idea I could enjoy that so much. How did you come up with all that?”

  “I just listened when your body told me that you would enjoy this.”

  “Then my body spoke the truth. I liked it a lot.” Lucy spun around allowing her to look directly into Cristiano’s eyes. “You are so amazing,” she said not wanting to be anywhere else in the world.

  “You are too,” he told her. “You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. I think about you when I wake up, when I go to sleep. When I don’t dream about you I miss you and my heart breaks.”

  Lucy’s heart melted. Reaching up she touched his cheek. “I love you so much.”

  “I love you too,” Cristiano said without an ounce of doubt.

  Cristiano’s eyes darted between each of Lucy’s. His brow bent as if he were searching for something.

  “What?” Lucy asked curious.

  “I just realized something.”

  “What’s that?”

  “That I don’t want to spend another minute without you.”

  Lucy’s heart thumped hearing his words. What was he saying? Was this leading to where she thought it was? It couldn’t. They had only known each other for a few months. She hadn’t even told any of her friends about him. He was just her pleasant little secret.

  Yes, the sex was mind blowing and he was everything she had ever dreamed about in a man. But that wasn’t what their relationship was supposed to be about.

  “Lucy, I want to spend the rest my life with you. I don’t know where our lives will lead. I know how different we are. But I also know that if I were given only one wish for the rest my life, I would use it to be with you.

  “I don’t think people know just how special you are. I’m sure they see your nice clothes and fine jewelry and think they know you. What you are goes far beyond that, though. You are the most exciting and adventurous person that I’ve ever met… even if no one knows.

  “Lucy, I’m sure it won’t be easy but I’m asking you, will you marry me?”

  Lucy had been listening stunned. She couldn’t believe how Cristiano saw her. Lucy had never been proud of herself.

  Her father had wanted her to join the family business. She had declined instead choosing an heiress’ lifestyle. It was decadent and self-involved. Truth be told, Lucy found it unfulfilling. But who in their right mind would choose hard work over a life of leisure?

  The problem now, though, was that she no longer thought of herself as a very good human being. The idea that Cristiano, the man who best knew her innermost desires, saw her the way he had described, moved her. She wanted to be the woman Cristiano saw her as. It was for that reason that Lucy looked up into Cristiano’s eyes and cried.

  “Yes, Cristiano. I will marry you. Yes.”

  Lucy had never seen Cristiano so happy. He wrapped his arms around her. Immediately she knew that she had made the right decision. Cristiano was the best thing to ever happen to her. He might not fit into the mold of what her father had in mind, but he fit into how she saw herself. Screw anybody who couldn’t see why they should be together.

  Lucy couldn’t imagine herself any happier. The only thing that could bring her down would be thinking of how she would tell everyone about her surprise engagement. That wasn’t today’s problem, though. Right now Lucy felt like the happiest woman alive and nothing else mattered.

  Lucy suddenly gasped. “What about a ring?” She asked without thinking the question through.

  “I thought about that. I could have gotten you something but I’m not sure if it would be something that you would want to show off to your rich friends. I thought that perhaps we should shop for your ring together.”

  Lucy thought about what Cristiano had said. He was right. Cristiano was a bartender. Before that, he was a cowboy in Spain. There was no way that he could afford the type of ring that her heiress friends were going to properly fawn over. For him, that type of ring would be three-years salary. But that’s okay. That was what her massive trust fund was for.

  “We can go ring shopping tomorrow,” Lucy suggested excited about the possibility.

  “That sounds perfect. Do you have an idea of what you want?”

  “I have some idea,” she said with a smile.

  The truth was that she had been thinking about her ring since she was a little girl. It wasn’t so much marriage she fantasized about. It was the ring itself. It was also organizing a wedding and having dozens of people cater to her every whim. It was being treated like a princess.

  When she imagined it, her husband was no one like Cristiano, though. Cristiano was a thousand times better. Things were so simple with him. He was a man and he treated her like a woman.

  There was no conniving or social climbing like there was with every other man she knew. Cristiano wasn’t after her money or her father’s company. Cristiano was someone who Lucy could trust.

  Closing her eyes, Lucy snuggled deeper into Cristiano’s arms. In spite of all the times they had gotten together for sex, Lucy had never spent the night. Tonight would be different. Tonight she was spending the night with her fiancé. There was nowhere else she would prefer to be.

  “By the way,” Cristiano said as Lucy got comfortable. “The project that I told you I was working on, that was it. It was to get you to marry me,” he said with a smile.

  Lucy looked up at Cristiano and smiled back. “I liked your project,” she told him more relaxed than she had ever been.

  Falling asleep and sleeping soundly, Lucy woke up to the smell of bacon. With her eyes closed, she reached across the bed. There was no one there. Opening her eyes and looking around, she found herself alone. Wrapping the sheet around her naked body, she got up and followed the smell.

  Lucy found Cristiano standing naked in front of the stove cooking breakfast. His profile was incredible. He was somewhere in between very toned and rippling with muscles. His magnificent cock hung generously past his massive balls. And although she was sure that he had gotten out of bed looking this way, Cristiano’s hair was perfect.

  Lucy understood why men who wanted to climb the social ladder liked her. But she didn’t understand why a man as perfect as Cristiano would.

  “Good morning,” she said capturing Cristiano’s attention.

  Cristiano turned around and gave her a glowing smile. “Good morning, beautiful.”

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