Dream confession

Jared POV 

I took the plug from her hand and smirked as I took a few steps back, "Put your head down and take off your fucking clothes."

She complied eagerly and I watched as she slid the zipper down her body and took her arms out of the

sleeves. She was left in her white lace thong that was, no doubt, soaked.

"Are you wet for me, princess? You may speak."

"Yes...Daddy," she admitted without lifting her head.

My hard cock was straining against my suit pants; It had been hard since the car ride here but I was going to wait for the right moment to show her what she had in store.

I saw her chest rise and fall at a quickened pace, her bottom lip between her teeth. I watched as the blush returned and spread across her chest, her nipples already puckered and in need of attention.

"You listen so well, Zina. I'm impressed,"I praised, running my knuckles down her arms and I'm pleased to see her smile had returned.

She was loving this and so was I.

Who knew that when she would be my mate and she would be mine. Whatever put her in my path knew that she was meant to be here, that much I was sure of.

"On your knees on the bed, Princess, with your face down and your ass up," I commanded.

She quickly walked over to the king-size bed, her heels still on and clicking as she did so before climbing up and getting into position.

"Do you care for these," I asked with my fingers rubbing along the band of her thong.

"No, Daddy." she answered and I couldn't help the twitch of my dick as I heard her small voice.

"SHE'S FUCKING IN TROUBLE NOW."

"Ah ah, Princess. What was that," I question, full-on smirking.

Her body tensed under my hands. She knew she had fucked up but this time she didn't answer.

"Did you speak before I said you could? Answer me," I asked in a low and threatening voice.

"Yes," she whispered.

I slapped her right ass cheek and she jolted forward, her hands clenched around the comforter.

"What was that,"I asked. She had broken the rules twice now and I was ready for her punishment.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry I forgot," her small voice answered.

I slapped the other cheek, a little harder this time, "I didn't ask for an explanation, Zina," I said through clenched teeth and listened as she moaned when my hand made contact with her skin again.

I ripped the thong off her body and threw the scrap of fabric onto the floor.

"Fuck, Zina," I moaned, massaging and pulling her ass cheeks apart, looking at her soaking pussy

and her clenched little hole.

"Your little pussy is so pretty, Princess, and so pink. Daddy's going to have so much fun turning it black

and blue."

And with that statement, I watched as her natural lubricant rolled out of her entrance, down to her clitoris, and then even lower.

I drug my finger along its track, stopping before I touched her sensitive little bud.

She whimpered and I watched her puckered little hole clench. And that reminded me, "Are you ready for this plug? You may answer."

"Yes, Daddy." she moaned.

Fuck, I loved hearing her say that and at this point, I was painfully hard but loved the build-up before the actual event.

I opened the bottle of lube and coated my middle and ring fingers.

Dropping the bottle to the bed, I pressed the pad of my middle finger against her puckered hole, making sure not to push in just yet.

She moaned and more liquid rushed from her pussy, rolling down her sex.

"You're so responsive, baby girl," I praised and gradually pushed my finger into her hole, massaging one of the cheeks and listening to her whimper.

"Relax your muscles, Zina. Once you relax it will feel so much better," I coaxed.

I felt her whole body relax and I was able to slip my finger to the knuckle. I pumped my finger slowly in and out of the tiny hole, circling around the muscle to loosen it up. The whole time I listened to her moans and whimpers as she writhed under me, praising and complimenting what a good girl she was.

Once I was sure she was good and ready, I ran the plug through the liquid that soaked her folds was more than enough to coat the small plug, I saw, as I pushed it in her loosened hole gently, getting just a bit of resistance.

She moaned and pushed her hips back into me. Smacking her right ass cheek that was already pink from the first time I spanked it, I growled out, "Did I say you could move," and watched as she immediately stilled.

I moved the plug in and out of the hole a few times and then left it in, turning it so the words were right side up before slapping her ass again, "Such a pretty picture, Zina," I praised and listened as she moaned and felt as her body trembled.

I placed a light kiss to each cheek and then bit them both, feeling her jolt forward before returning back to position.

Backing off the bed, I stood up to look at the full sight before me. Her ass cheeks were bright pink with teeth marks and I did not doubt that those would be bruised by tomorrow.

The plug was nestled between her cheeks and she was breathing heavily.

"Do you want to play on the piece of equipment you were looking at earlier, Zina? You may speak freely."

"Fuck yes, Daddy. Please, can I," she begged and I couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm.

"Well, get up and let's go," I chuckled.

She moved off the bed and took a hesitant step. "You'll get used to the feeling of the plug inside of you. Take your heels off and put them beside the bed before you come over," I command, moving over to the structure.

She complied and came to stand beside me. The only thing left on her body was that fucking 'Slut' choker that I was sure would be the death of me.

"Step up," I commanded and watched as she stepped

on to the platform and faced me, already spreading her legs and raising her hands.

I was taken aback and suddenly furious.

My wolf growled in my head and he was so furious. Had she done this before? Or was she just eager? I pushed the thought away and buckled her wrists in the restraints before doing the same to her legs, watching as her body shivered as she pulled against the restraints.

"Have you done this before, Zina? You may speak."

My lips were mere inches from one of her erect nipples, my warm breath fanning against it.

"No, Sir," she answered but I saw her hesitate and immediately knew that she had more to say.

"Spit it out," I growled as I stepped back, searching her face.

She cleared her throat and then replied, "This morning, I had a...dream."

She stopped there...as if I knew what that meant. I grew furious at her lack of detail.

"And.." I gestured for her to continue, my arms crossed over my chest.

"It was about you," she whispered, her cheeks flushed.

She had a dream about me? What did that have to with thi-

"Look at me, Zina," I commanded and watched as her eyes met mine.

"Finish,"I commanded, leaving no room for argument.

She sucked in a ragged breath, "I had a, a sex dream

about you. I woke up on something like this and you..."

I cock an eyebrow, "I what?"

She pressed her lips together and whispered, "You were whipping me...with a riding crop."

My jaw all but hit the floor but I composed myself and moved over to the dresser before pulling out the bottom drawer, the one containing the whips and flogs, and pulled out a riding crop. I moved back over to her and watched her eyes widen as she saw the crop in my hands.

I smirked, "And where did I whip you with this crop at?"

Her chest rose and fell with each quick breath she took but she didn't speak.

"Was it here," I asked as I brought the crop down against the inside of her right thigh.

She gasped but shook her head. "Hm, well then...what about this one," I asked as I slapped the crop against the other thigh.

She, again, gasped but shook her head. I hummed, dragging the crop up to her stomach before slapping it down against the soft flesh, "Here?"

She yelped softly and shook her head.

"Speak freely," I commanded after a moment. I could whip her everywhere and would enjoy it but I wanted to make her dream come true for her.

"My nipples," she breathed out.

My brows rose at her statement before I ran the tip of the crop up and around her areolas, not touching her nipples just yet.

"That does sound like something I would do," I admitted openly to her.