Reading can be hazardous

[hunneeb]

Allie stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. The house was quiet, Jack had left for work hours ago. She'd gone to the gym and come home to shower, take care of a few personal maintenance things, and write. Working from home had many advantages, one being that she never had to get dressed if she didn't want to. Grinning she pulled on a pair of panties and one of Jack's t-shirts, her favorite work uniform. It was warm outside and Allie had turned off the A/C and opened all the windows to let in fresh air. The house was cool with fans blowing and a nice breeze coming in through the windows, the perfect day.

Allie settled into her desk chair and looked at her schedule. She only had a few clients to contact before she could really focus on finishing her book. Jack had encouraged her to write one and she didn't want to disappoint him, plus it was a lot of fun and exciting to think she could get published. It had taken a lot longer than she expected since she was easily distracted and a natural procrastinator, but Jack had helped with that too. A few times he had taken off work during his lunch break and showed up to see how far along she had gotten. It was was close to where she had told him that morning she wanted or needed to be, he would reward her, lifting her up on her desk and dropping his pants. Allie would wrap her legs around his waist, taking him deep inside her and loving every second of it. There had been a few times she had gotten nothing done and Jack had bent her over his knee and spanked her with his hand, leaving her wanting all day long after he returned to work.

Today she was planning on finishing. She had imagined the ending, written it in her mind over and over and finally she was ready to write it out, type it up and send the copy to an editor. Finishing up with her last client, Allie stood and stretched and made her way to the kitchen to fix a cup of coffee. She grabbed a spoon and her jar of almond butter as well before returning to start her writing. On the way she glanced at the book she'd been reading late the night before. It was decent, a BDSM mini novel designed to read like a diary. The scenes were graphic and some of the situations out of Allie's realm but overall it had an interesting storyline. Jack had recommended it to her and she was hesitant at first but got into it enough that she didn't hold it against him.

The scene she read before bed played over and over in her head. She'd wanted to mention it to Jack but she was shy and unsure how he would feel. She sat down with her coffee and thought about it again. Jack had been slightly surprised when she jumped on him in bed. He'd grabbed her up the minute he had walked in the door that evening and taken her upstairs, tossed her on the bed and shed his clothes in record time. He knew how much time he had with her until Seth would be back from soccer practice and he used every second of it. She'd slipped into a summer dress afterwards and as they were cleaning up after dinner she slipped her panties into his pocket. Seth was tucked into bed and Jack took Allie into the shower.

He had a few things to do for work so Allie started to read her book, getting involved in it and not noticing the time passing. It was late when she set it down, breathing a little heavier than normal and definitely turned on. She tiptoed up the stairs, worried Jack would be upset that she had stayed up so late. He was laying on the bed, watching ESPN and almost asleep when she climbed on top of him. Allie slid his shorts down and off, getting his attention immediately. She knelt between his legs, stroking his cock with her fingers and eyeing him up. Jack smiled, he was worn out she knew but she was insatiable, taking him deeply in her mouth. He buried his hands in her hair, helping to guide her head up and down his shaft. His grip on her hair tightened and he gave it a small tug, signaling that he was close.

Allie climbed on top of him, sliding his cock deep inside her and rode him hard. Allie pinned Jack's hands above his head, holding them tight but knowing if he wanted he could easily get away. He'd always been stronger, but let her take control every now and then. There had only been a few times that Jack did not give up control. Usually after they had argued about something. Jack put a stop once he realized the pattern. As man of the house he had the final say and Allie was normally OK with that, in fact she loved that about him. But sometimes she wanted her way and if he said no he noticed she would insist on being on top that night. He didn't recognize the behavior at first, but the second he realized he took over.

Thinking about last night brought Allie right back to that feeling. She wanted Jack immediately. Reaching for her phone she sent him a quick text, asking if he was busy all day, then turned to look at her computer. The urge to write was gone. The sweet and innocent love story she had been working on was not going to be enough. When Allie had first told Jack she was writing a vanilla story he laughed, tugged her over his lap and smacked her bottomuntil she begged him, just to prove that she was definitely not vanilla. But the story had turned out pretty good although Jack pointed out that the male figure was definitely very dominant and their roles rather traditional. The only thing missing was a spanking. Allie was waiting to see if she could get something published before stepping into that genre.

Jack texted back that he had meetings today and shouldn't she be writing. Allie rolled her eyes and groaned. She would force the ending of the book out and then maybe she could finish the other one she had been reading. Hours passed by and not a single new word was typed out but Allie had at least written a rough draft in a notebook. When she felt slightly blocked it helped to write it out, sometimes sparking those initial moods again so she could type away. But this day was not her day.

Finally she quit. There was no reason to force it. Checking her phone she shot an "I love you" to Jack and went back to the bedroom. She dug through the closet, through all the toys and pulled out a purple vibrator. It was not very big but would help get the job done she thought. Settling on their bed Allie arranged herself and stroked her clit. She snapped a picture for Jack and sent it before turning on the vibrator and bringing herself to climax. She'd never talked to Jack about masturbation once they got together, there had never been a need. Allie had never felt this way before. The responses came rather quickly, Jack was turned on now and not happy since he was sitting in a meeting. He also wanted to know how her writing was coming. Allie chose not to respond, putting away the toy bin she dressed in a cotton dress and busied herself planning a nice dinner for the two of them. Seth would be staying at a friends for a sleepover that night so she
wanted to take advantage of the privacy.

When Jack walked in the door he looked spent. Allie felt bad, knowing he worked really hard and it had been an especially busy week she wished she had not been bugging him so much. He smiled when he saw her, wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close for a kiss.

"MM something smells good." He commented, setting down his things and playfully swatting her bottom.

"It's nothing fancy, just some fish and salad. I was not that hungry......... for food. " Allie replied, setting plates on the table. Jack was behind her instantly, kissing her neck and pressing into her.

"That was a very naughty picture you sent me today Allison." He scolded while his hand rubbed her bottom. Allie was half bent over their table, Jack's body pressed tightly against hers.

"Was it? I'm sorry." Allie apologized, it was fake and insincere. Jack's hand connected hard with her bottom and she yelped before turning to face him. The pressed her hands on his abdomen, sliding one down to his waist line. "Are you mad at me?"

Allie teased, her eyes wide as she licked her lips.

"I'm going to punish you." Jack leaned in and whispered, removing Allie's hands and leading her upstairs to their bedroom.

Jack stripped Allie of her dress, smiled because she was not wearing anything underneath then cuffed her hands together in front of her. Allie looked up at him, surprised and slightly confused. They had used the cuffs before but the scenario was eerily familiar. He pulled the chain connecting the cuffs and led her over his lap as he sat down in the chair they kept in their room for such occasions.

"Babe.." Allie protested. The chair was simply used for punishments, Jack usually spanked her on the bed when it was just for play.

"Unless you want me to get the paddle, I suggest that be the only outburst from you young lady." Jack threatened landing a few hard smacks right on her sit spot. Allie squealed and squirmed around, but he held her tight. Spanking her bottom with his hand until she was a bright pink. Jack rubbed the warm flesh of Allie's ass and slid his hand between her legs, not surprised that she was wet. "Naughty girl." He teased, barely touching her. Allie moaned and begged, trying to press against his hand.

Jack stood Allie up and once again led her by the chain of the cuffs. "Let's go hun, we're not finished yet." Jack led Allie down to the kitchen. Her eyes grew wide as he had her face the cabinets, stretching her arms up above her head and hooking the cuffs to the top hinge. Her toes just touched the floor.

"Jack.." Allie's voice quavered as she realized what was going to happen. Jack grabbed her ass and squeezed tight.

"I won't tell you again Allison, don't make me gag you." He gave her a light swat on the thigh then walked away. Allie felt him return, he set a bottle of olive oil on the counter next to her. She turned her head, trying to look and meet his eyes. They hadn't really discussed this before. It was something that embarrassed her, a want that she was too afraid to voice. And then that stupid book had spelled it all out. Everything she had been feeling had been because of that one scene. But how did he know?

"Baby, I can read too." Jack answered the question as it floated across her mind. He leaned in and kissed her, gripping her hair tight in his hand. He grabbed the bottle of olive oil and dripped it down her ass. Spreading her he drizzled it between her ass cheeks, spreading it with his hand in circles around her asshole. His hands were slick and he slid one finger in slightly, feeling how tight she was. "You're going to want to relax."

Allie took deep breaths, trying to relax herself as his finger bobbed in and out, lubing her up and making her slick. "You knew this was coming naughty girl, did you clean yourself for me?" He whispered in her ear. Allie tried to speak but couldn't. Of course she had, not knowing why she felt the urge, just in case.

His hand connected hard with her oily ass. "Answer me." Jack commanded.

"Yes... yes Sir I did." Allie squeaked out, her legs getting wobbly as his finger delved further inside her. Suddenly it was gone and Allie could feel Jack's cock pressing between her cheeks. The counter pushed her waist out just enough and he teased, pressing in against her asshole and then backing off. Allie heard the sounds of Jack squirting lube on himself, felt his hands sliding up, spreading it on his cock.

"Mmmm. you're going to feel so good. Now be a good girl and take it all in or I will spank you with my belt and then have my way with your ass." Allie gasped as Jack inched his cock into her ass. Taking his time, working it in slowly and pulling back out. His hand still held her hair tight, preventing her from turning to look at him, his arm pressing against her back, forcing her to bend slightly forward.

"Does that feel good baby?" He crooned, kissing her neck. Allie moaned as he filled her. Reaching around he stroked her clit, making her knees week she struggled to keep standing. Buried deep inside Jack waited, letting her adjust to his size. His finger made slow circles around her clit. Allie was almost over the edge already when he started to thrust, slowly at first then faster. "Did you enjoy getting yourself off without me naughty girl?" Jack asked, slamming into her roughly. "Did you think it was cute to send me that picture letting me know that while I was working hard you were here, pleasuring yourself?" Jack could feel

Allie tense up and he moved his hand off her clit to her waist, gripping it tight. "Your body is mine Allison, it became mine when we said those vows, and you will cum for me only." Jack's words surprised Allie, they had never discussed this before.

Allie pressed back against Jack, feeling him explode deep inside her, pressing his body against her back he held her tight.

Jack reached up and pulled the cuffs off the cabinet,pushing them up he rubbed the red marks on Allie's wrists. Allie looked up at him, and he smiled, leaned in and kissed her. "Come on my naughty girl, we're almost finished."

Back in the bedroom, Jack lifted Allie and placed her on her stomach on their bed. Hooking the cuffs to the bedframe (Allie was shocked to see a small hook had been drilled into the center of the frame), Jack stuck a few pillows under Allie's waist, elevating her ass.

"Babe, I'm sorry." Allie pleaded, knowing there this was leading, hating her body for getting excited.

"That's your third chance missy. I told you not to speak." Jack spoke from inside the closet. He pulled out a small box that Allie had not seen before. Laying his belt on the bed beside her he set the box on the night table and opened it up. He pulled out a small toy that looked like an egg. Grinning at her he switched it to on and Allie saw that it was a kind of vibrator. He pulled
something else out that looked like a small belt. Fastening the belt around Allie's waist she knew instantly what he was going to do. The egg fit inside the belt, resting against her clit. Jack turned the egg back to on and put it on a slow, excruciating setting.

He picked up his belt and doubled it over. "You're going to count Allison. Ten. And if you cum before we get there, we'll start over. And don't think you're going to get away with disobeying me this whole time either."

The first stroke landed and Allie cried out, it was harder than she had been expecting. The feel of the leather slapping her sore oily bottom combined with the slow vibrations against her clit almost sent her over the edge right away. She focused on breathing and counted as Jack landed stripes down her bottomand thighs. By the time he reached ten Allie could barely breathe. She panted and gasped, her body begging for release. Jack climbed up behind her, pressing his hand around the egg, pushing it closer to her clit. Allie cried out "Please Sir, Let me cum, oh please" She begged. Jack removed his hand, gripped her waist and plunged deep inside her pussy.

"Not yet." He said and Allie wanted to scream. The pressure was building up and she was having a hard time holding back.

His cock filled her and he pumped in and out hard, making the egg shift ever so slightly each time. Tears sprung into Allie's eyes, she wasn't going to make it. The feeling was too intense. Jack must have sensed it and reached down to push the button on the egg again, turning it off.

Jack pulled out of Allie and she groaned loudly, whimpering as her body twinged with excitement and wanting release. His ran his hand along her bottom, inspecting the stripes from the belt, feeling along her thighs. "This could all be over now if you'd just behaved." He teased, his fingers barely touching her between her legs. He set something on the pillow beside her head and Allie turned to look. It was a riding crop. One they had never used before. She looked back at him nervously but he just smiled.

"Four Allison. I believe you spoke out of turn four times. If you make a sound we'll start all over from the very beginning, starting with that chair." Jack pointed to the chair and Allie quickly understood what "very beginning" really meant. She didn't think she'd survive it. She gritted her teeth and waited.

Jack lined the crop up against the very top of Allie's thighs. He rested it there for a second before bringing it down across them. The sting was immediate and Allie held her breath not to cry out. He took his time, lining up each stroke, resting the crop on it's intended destination. Three more and he was inside her. His fingers replaced the egg and he slammed against her sore body. "Now." He whispered. Allie didn't have to be told twice. She screamed as she finally gave in, finally got the release she'd been craving.

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Jack held Allie tight against his chest, stroking her back while she traced circles across his chest.

"Did you get your writing finished today?" Jack asked, knowing the answer right away by the guilty look on Allie's face. He laughed and shook his head. "If I thought you could take much more I'd spank you again right now."

"How did you know babe?" Allie asked and Jack knew she wasn't asking how he knew she hadn't gotten any work done.

"Easy. 1. I love you and know you enough to know something is up. 2. I can read, you were so involved in that book last night you risked a whipping to stay up late to read it and 3. I saw the boxes in the trash for the things you must have used this morning to clean yourself, which I do appreciate a lot by the way. So last night after you were FINALLY asleep, I went downstairs and scanned that book. It wasn't hard to figure out what got out excited, you'd practically crumpled the page to bits." Jack laughed again.

"I love you Jack." Allie said, not having anything else to say about the matter, just content that he was there and gave her what she needed so readily.

"I love you too Allie, and tomorrow we'll discuss your laziness today." Jack warned, pulling her up to kiss her some more.

Allie grinned and bit his lip, already turned on for some more.