The Taste of Seduction - Chapter 94

TW: mature content

Meredith licked her lips and assumed the position.

Even though he had just cum, he was still hard. He crawled behind her on the bed.

Meredith heard the unmistakable sound of a foil wrapper torn open, then hands hauled her hips back up.

Meredith risked a glance in the mirror. What a dirty picture they made.

Tiny beads of perspiration covered her body, naked with a collar around her throat, and panting, and Atlas calm and collected, clothed except for his thick cock, which he stroked as he examined Meredith.

Meredith closed her eyes, prepared to feel the blunt head of Atlas’s cock against her, but his hands tugged her shoulders back before slowly he slid into her.

He was impossibly huge, and hurt so good

“Ah…” Meredith moaned.

He pulled out and he thrusted into her from behind, clasping her hips hard against him.

“You’re so tight—feels so good around my cock,” Atlas grunted, plunging deeper.

Harder.

Faster.

He grabbed the collar, choking her.

“Such a good girl,” Atlas praised, wrapping his fingers around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her see tiny, spots of white light.

“Aren’t you?” He grunted, throwing his head back in ecstasy.

“So perfect,” He groaned, his breathing shallow as he thrusts into her ruthlessly, tugging hard on her hair.

“Fuck. So tight. You’re doing such a good job taking me.”

Meredith cried out as she took his rough thrusts. It was so good. So fucking good.

“Look at you. Look at us.”

Atlas tugged her hair harder, forcing her gaze to the mirror.

Meredith flushed at the image.

Was that her? She looked so—dissipated.

Her body was flushed and bruised, her eyes wet and red from her earlier tears as Atlas took her from behind.

Meredith watched herself in the mirror as her body surrendered to pleasure after the pain.

Her body was aching from the whipping but Meredith found out she didn’t mind the pain.

She craved it—craved the shock, sharp pain that shot adrenaline through her system and made her shiver, craved the way her body caused Atlas to groan or hurt her like he couldn’t control himself.

She loved seeing him lose control-because of her.

“Yes, baby,” Atlas grunted, bucking his hips from the mattress faster, drilling into her.

The rough motion sent her over the edge.

He tightened his hold on her collar, and she felt every nerve ending quivered. She was getting close to release.

“Don’t cum until I say so” Atlas commanded.

Meredith heart sank but she nodded. He had promised her an orgasm and she trusted him.

“Yes, Sir.”

Atlas grunted in satisfaction. Hard, rough strokes rocked her body.

“Tell me you’re mine,” Atlas snarled.

“I’m yours, just yours, Sir.” She cried out.

Pleasure racked her body with each firm thrust.

“Please….can’t hold on any longer….want to cum.”

Meredith begged as her whole body was on fire with pleasure.

Atlas licked her ear and she shivered.He pressed harder into her, deeper, filling her up as they eyes met in the mirror.

She was close, so desperately close to release.

“Cum for me, Angel.” He rasped, his breath tickling her ear.

As if under a spell, her body gave a surprised jerk, then melted into him.

A bone-tingling orgasm reverberated through every part of her.

“Aahhhh..!!!” She shrieked like a mad woman.

Riding out this everlasting euphoria, her heart pounded, body quivered, she saw stars and fire.

The pressure on her neck, cutting off her air supply, only seems to made her climax even harder.

Her body clenched around him, as he clasped her hips, pulling her hard into his final thrust. He grunted from the pure animal satisfaction of his release,then went still.

He rolled off her after a few seconds and laid beside her on the bed. Meredith closed her eyes, just as she was about to doze off, Atlas held her face between his hands.

Her eyes fluttered open, and his eyes were like daggers, piercing through her.

“Are you okay?” he questioned, caressing her cheekbone with his thumb. Concern fleeting in his eyes.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “More than okay.”

Meredith replied and placed a quick kiss on his lips to assure him.

Atlas kissed her temple and got up. He discharged his condom and walked out of the room.

He came back holding a bottle water for her.

“Drink this.” He said and opened it for her.

Meredith took it gulped down the water and sighed.

She hadn’t realized how thirsty she was.

She handed the empty bottle back to Atlas , who placed it on the bedside table before returning to bed and pulled her to his chest.

“Are you alright?” He asked after a few minutes of silence.

Meredith blinked away the tears that were forming in her eyes. She had no idea why she was crying.

Atlas realized something was wrong and he pressed a kiss on her forehead.

“It’s okay to cry. Don’t worry.” He sighed.

“I-I don’t know why I’m crying..” Meredith let out a low chuckle.

Atlas stroked her hair, “it’s called subspace,” he said.

Meredith glanced at him. Confusion etched on her face.

“What is that?”

“This feeling that’s eating you up inside. A subspace removes any intense feelings of pain, a submissive may ask their partner to hurt them beyond their complete understanding due to endorphin rush and trust in their master.

Moreover, a subspace is a natural high. Blissful feelings of connection create intense uppers and unfortunately, those feelings eventually come down.

This drop in emotions creates exhaustion, incoherence, and incoordination. ”

Atlas explained.

“There’s nothing wrong with you. You far exceeded my expectations.” He praised.

Meredith nodded, “Oh…” she trailed off.

“So do all the women you…..experience the same thing?” She asked, her heart heavy with an uncomfortable feeling. Was she jealous?

Atlas laughed lowly at her jealous tone.

“Not really….most of them were just trying to impress me and put on an act. It was mostly lackluster but with you—it was different. You’re special.”

Meredith blushed and happiness surged through her.

“Really?”

“Yeah…” Atlas kissed away her tears filling her with happiness.

“Let’s clean you up, after that I will apply medicine on the blisters.

Meredith flushed while Atlas gently picked her up from the bed to the bathroom.