Bear steps into me & grabs my neckline, his anger and impatience reaching the brink. I feel my shirt tear a little at his rough display. A couple of buttons pop and spin to the floor.
His strength surrounds & overpowers. I should be terrorised, but instead, a thrill shudders my body. My nerves tingle on full alert and my breath catches. I put my hands to his chest ready to defend, but the hard pectoral muscles , divert & invade my attention. They are delightfully toned, trained to perfection and feel good under my outstretched palms.
I fight the urge to tear his shirt too, to see and feel that hidden beneath, to run my fingers in his chest hair, to trace his contours, to run my fingers and lips till he moans for more. My fingers begin to bunch.
My anger had made me bold, my indignation had made me rash. In that moment with his eyes flashing and the quiet threat of his words, I am nervous of his intentions but my own anger & irritation dissolves into a headier attraction.
Bear forces me back till my upper thighs hit the back of the Pleasure Table. There is no escape and I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I push forward a little, bunching his shirt a little more, determined not to topple backwards, determined to show I am not so ready to surrender .
My clenches cause his shirt to go taut over his shoulders and biceps. I stare at the muscle as they bulge in his grip of me. A woman would feel protected with them wrapped round her, treasured & safe.
I look him in the eyes, hoping he can’t see my secret thoughts. But I see his, and I know I am in trouble. I see he is going to teach me a lesson that I won’t forget, and then he makes his move – Striking his prey in a knock down move !
He turns me round with a speed that leaves me whirling. He holds me tight against him and I feel his maleness pressing into me. He is as sexually excited as me in our jousting & jostling.
His arrogance is unfettered. He gropes my breasts, knowing I can do little to stop his roaming hands in the position he holds me- even if I wanted him too, and truth be known, I didnt’ – and he moves a hand to my crotch. He touches me intimately, and I respond to him unashamedly. His actions excite.
My breasts ache for more as he squeezes them. My sex throbs with a hot, wet need . He is sexing me up on purpose to show his dominance and the woman in me is loving this caveman display of courtship.
“ Oh God “ I murmur, this is Bear’s cheating in its element, no woman can ever resist this. My body floods at the thrill of his touch. The hard toned body on my back and bottom, gripping me tight, the experience of his hands, knowing how to entice and tease.
And then he ups the ante… He unfastens my lower clothing, delving into my trousers and I have never felt so hot & sexually agitated in my life. He knows now, knows for definite the excitement he is causing.
“Just say it, admit your wants…” Bears sexy voice growls softly in my ears
And he grinds in to me.
“ Oh God …. you’re good” I groan softly, trying to chide him with sarcasm, but too sexed up to be effective . It probably even sounds like an unintentional compliment.
He pushes me down onto the table and yanks my trousers and thong down. The strength of his hand holds me fast. I feel the cool wood of the table on my flushed face and my exposed bottom for all to see.
“ Oh My God, he wouldn’t” My mind screams, “ He wouldn’t dare!
But he does Dare! and I feel the stinging slap on my tender derrière. I try to struggle but he is stronger than me and in my wriggling to evade, my trousers and panties fall to my ankles.
Another stinging smack. “ ouch” I wriggle more. My trousers tangle nearly off my feet as I try and avoid more.
A third lands and I realise struggling is futile. It stings again & serves to make me settle and endure his lesson.
And then he cheats again. He fondles my reddened flesh, soothing me as he caresses. He grinds into me again. He is stiff, and very excited, enjoying this serving of humble pie he is dishing out.
And it dawns on me how turned on we both are. He leans over me, pressing his lips to my ear.
“ Just admit it… to everyone… admit it and I’ll take you to your quarters, and give you your wants.”
“ Go to hell” I hiss, grinding my face into the table to get away from that sexy voice, those sexy lips teasing at my ear, trying and failing for an equilibrium, lying through my teeth. Knowing , that really, I want this man … TIED to MY bed !
His hand moves down to explore the valley of my ass, slowly sliding his finger along till he reaches the source of my wet heat and he pushes his fingers into me. So hot, my excitement climbs higher.
I groan as he twists and fills me . I gasp and flood on him, so excited as he plays and tests my desire for him. My body is treacherous and I rock on those amazing fingers, beginning to fuck him shamelessly, drenching his fingers in my unique scent.
Then he removes them. Damn him ! Frustration kicks in and he pins me down by my neck. “ What the … “ another smack to my butt.
Followed by a steady succession of further smacks and the crowd joining in the count… 5, 6, 7, 8…
Jeeze , I have an audience!
But these spanks seem different, these sting but are beginning to ….. excite… to feel … quite …. pleasurable. Is it because of my agitated state?…
I chuckle nervously as my humour begins to return & knowing that defeat is looming … he cheats too well!!! … Bear sure has got me back for my meanness.
He pushes his fingers into me again, driving me higher in my desire. The stinging slaps, his masterful display, his exploring fingers teasing my furrow & sweet spot….. the guy knows what he is doing and his skill knows no boundaries.
He plays me like the expert musician he is, and I gladly dance & sing to his tune. Small moans escape my lips as I squirm and writhe in my restricted position. The joy of his pleasuring builds towards that peak of no return . Images of his glorious naked body on the alter at the Ice House , his erotic, naked strip in the bar, begin to flash in my thoughts. My body aches for more…more … MORE!
He leans into me again, smells my desire clouding him “I want you.. I want to feel your warmth on me,.. Smother my heat…feel you shake in that eternal bliss…”
He circles his hips on me, the promise of what could be. His hardness tantalises against my softness.
“ Please “ I murmur. My need is now greater than my pride.
But he pulls back, the lesson not over, he is not convinced of my compliance & he wants my public acknowledgement.
The crowd are amused & intrigued & I feel the sympathy lies with him & the dilemma he has created for me.
Bear spanks again and they count with enthusiasm… 9 … 10… 11. My bottom is red and smarts .
The new sensations of a pleasurable pain is registering in the recesses of my brain and storing it for future reference – erotic spanking and fondling – under “ Hot, hot so fucking HOT”…. my body trembles as my heart races to this attention.
Bear presses into me again, simulating doggy style sex. His bulging cock presses against me and my labia kisses & smears his crotch. This is frottage at it’s best. He circles and rides, gripping my neck to hold me in position, and no one watching would be able to resist the mind’s image of this breath taking fuck.
I react, as only a woman can, and grind back, wanting him there, imbedded.
“Just say it Brandy…” Bear leans in and encourages my surrender.
Did I really expect anything less from him, it is after all part of his attraction…
The temptation of his promise too great to resist … “ Please” I whimper grinding back onto him.
“ Please what?” He is louder this time, demanding full public compliance.
I think in my lust filled brain, what woman wouldn’t want to be the focus of their man like this. My resistance crumbles… I want him, I need him… I l…like him .
I kick off my trousers complete , now naked from the waist except for my shoes and panties still lodged around my ankle..
“ Please, ….. Take me to your bed “ I acquiesce. The thoughts forge images of our joining, the thrill of giving in to primal need. The utter urgency of our mutual lust.
“ What was that? “ Bear insists I repeat, but I hear the smile and triumph in his words.
I gasp… continuing to think “ too ride against his mass..” My breath becomes short, taking my words for the moment. … I am so turned on..He wants more… and my brain simply screams I want to feel it.. feel him..and in the broken breaths, I shout it to the world .. “ PLEASE… TAKE ME TO YOUR BED”
He releases me off the table and flings me over his shoulder in one flowing move. My naked red bottom prominent & maybe.. just a little more on show too as I am bent looking towards the backs of his ankles.
The black sheer pantie thong still hangs there on my own ankle. He smacks my bottom a twelfth time as he holds me in place with his other arm firmly across my thighs.
He twirls in the crowd, displaying his victory with a wide grin…
Jayc places Bear’s battered, old, brown, Cowboy Hat on Bear’s head, that he had filched from my office.
Stone approaches and fastens the black leather charm collar around my neck … “ Why.. those treacherous thieves !!!” The remaining two silver charms of a Bear and a Bee catch the light as they dangle & waver.
Stone grins and whispers “ About time you two got to crunching each other! Enjoy”
Bear then begins to stride purposefully through the crowd to the secret passage in the Pool Room.
I show my own little victory display … grinning at the crowd behind his back, with one clenched fist held up , mouthing … “ Yes, Yes , Yes “ as he carries me out over his shoulder.
A loud cheer erupts from them and a crescendo of claps as we head for our exit ……
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