Enid slowed her breathing and strained her ears to gain some insight into Serg’s plans. The man could be silent as a ghost when he wanted to, and the blackout blindfold tied around her eyes gave away nothing. The door to the room opened, and she pulled against the restraints that held her to the headboard.

“Getting impatient, E?” Serg clucked his tongue. “You were doing so well.”

They’d delved deeper into their play, finding what worked best for them. She loved the challenge and the subspace he so easily put her in. That beautiful white zone where nothing but pleasure and peace existed.

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

“You know what this means, don’t you?” His voice grew closer. The bed dipped under his weight. “I’ll have to punish you.”

Her stomach quivered.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” He bit her bottom lip, fisting her hair.

A whimper left her throat. He moved his bites down her neck, each one a little harder than the previous. He bit the delicate skin between her neck and her shoulder. Electricity shot through her body, and she arched off the bed, clamping down on her lip to keep from getting too close to the edge. He released her skin, licked the bruised area, and moved away.

“What should I use this time?” He pinched her nipples hard, twisting and pulling. She moaned. Her pussy grew wet, and she mentally counted to ten to keep from exploding. The nipple clamps he’d used earlier had turned her breasts into an extremely sensitive, erogenous zone.

“You’re tolerance is growing, E. I’m proud of you, but you’ve still been a bad...” He flicked her nipple. “Bad.” He twirled his tongue around the opposite nipple. “Girl.”

“Do I get to pick, Sir?”

“Yes, this time.”

“I’m sorry I was bad, Sir, I think I need to be spanked to learn my lesson.”

“Then that’s what you’ll get, but not yet.” He delivered a sharp smack to her pussy.

“Oh!” She arched toward him, spreading her legs in a silent plea for more.

He rolled her clit between her fingers and pinched. Liquid flowed, and she shuddered, squeezing he thighs around his hand.

“Do I need to stop?” Serg asked.

“No, Sir. I can do it.”

He continued to tease her, sliding the tip of his finger into her entrance. Her hungry walls clung to him.

“Very good, E.” He rewarded her by pushing two fingers inside, circled, and pumped a few times before he retreated. His approval gave her the strength to keep her orgasm at bay. She wanted to please him, and beat her personal best. “As a token of my admiration, I’ll give you what you asked for now.”

Her heart knocked against her ribs. The bed rose as he stood. His steps were muffled by the carpeted floors as he stood at the head of the bed. He released her wrists with deft fingers, massaging to ensure she had proper circulation, and felt comfortable. Serg always took such good care of her. He removed her blindfold and, tugging her hair, tipped her head back. His lips brushed hers, feather light caresses that teased her further. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. The loss of his mouth left her slightly bereft.

He sank onto the edge of the bed and patted his lap. She took in his appearance. Clad in a pair of boxer briefs and nothing else, he tempted her fingers and her mouth.

“Time for your punishment, Enid.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She licked her lips and lay across his knees. His thick length pressed against her belly.

“Hmm. I think five will suffice.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her breasts grew heavy, and she held onto his legs to ground herself. She sucked air into her mouth and blew it out through her nose.

Serg caressed her ass. “Count off.”

His hand came down in rapid succession.

“One. Two. Three. Four. Five.” Her ass burned, and her pussy dripped. Fluid ran down her thighs and onto his legs. He trailed two fingers down the affected areas, spreading the cold burn she’d come to crave.

“Damn, baby. You’re dripping wet.” He ran his finger down the crack of her ass to her entrance. “Yes, Sir. Please.”

He thrust his fingers inside her, and she released a scream. Still buzzing from the spanking, it didn’t take long for her to come. Colors burst behind her lids, and her body quaked. Serg stroked her hair as she came down.

“There’s no sight as beautiful as you in the throes of passion.” He helped her ease into a sitting position beside him. “I’d like to play longer, but then we’d be late.”

“I know.” Enid rose from the bed. “Shower time?” She ran her fingers through his shoulder length hair.

“Yeah.”

He stood, wrapping an arm around her waist as they headed to the bathroom. Tonight she and her fiancé were going to see Eric’s painting. He’d managed to get a position in a local art show, and they were all excited. A year saw many different changes. Pop eased his death grip on Landi’s and began travelling with Mom. Eric discussed his hopes and dreams, and after a few blow outs, Pop flipped his script and became his biggest supporter.

As they stepped under the spray, she admired the circular diamond with the white gold band on her finger. Simple, elegant, and a bit vintage, it suited her perfectly. Serg proposed soon after their reconnection under the stars, and they’d started to plan their star-themed wedding, booking a date at the local planetarium.

Her family members were skeptical at first, but when the relationship stuck, and the intensity of their love grew, they’d come around. The dynamics were changing for the Landi's, but the most noteworthy thing had always been love. That would forever remain the same.

“You’re far away, what’s going on in that head of yours?” Serg asked as they stepped beneath the warm spray of the shower.

“The wedding.” She palmed his thick cock. “And the fact that I owe you one.”

His eyes darkened. “Tonight was for you.”

“Yes, but I love giving as much as I love receiving.” She winked and began to return the sensations he’d used to torture and please her for the past hour. The connection between them roared to life. She leaned in, capturing the full lips of her soul mate, awed by the fact they were one of the lucky few who got to meet the one person who truly made their hearts sing.