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His Sarcophagus

By: sagelondon
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Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 5
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Disclaimer: I do not own Babylon 5, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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His Sarcophagus Pt 4

His Sarcophagus Pt 4
This part is smu smut. No real story, just a good excuse to boff. It contains graphic scenes of bondage and discipline. Disclaimer in Part 1.
This is rated NC17. ( ) denotes thought. Enjoy.
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Susan pleaded with Marcus to let her go. He adamantly refused. "You dear are a naughty little girl, who gets off on frightening men with knives when they're bound and gagged. You are going to learn how to behave yourself. From now on, I AM IN CHARGE. Understand?"
Susan was quick to nod as the look in his eyes was menacing. Hardly submissive by nature Ivanova had never met a man who she could trust enough to take charge over her. Until now. Until Marcus.
Marcus quickly undid the gold buckle on his belt and pulled the leather free. Susan's eyes went wide. Surely he wasn't going to whip her? Or was he? Before she could ask Marcus said in no uncertain terms, "you speak when I tell you you can speak. At no other time. Am I clear?" He used the belt to tie her to the headboard after flipping her onto her stomach. "every time you speak without permission you get 3 smacks, " and with that he proceeded to hit her bottom. 3 times. Susan yelped. Marcus had large hands and a lifetime of strength in his muscles. 3 smacks was awfully painful. . "Marcus you are scaring me. AND you're hurting me. This isn't funny. Please stop." She tried to sound fierce to no avail.
It didn't have the desired affect. She received 3 more blows for speaking without his permission to. "Should learn faster luv. Well, you've been punishedugh ugh for speaking, now its time for your punishment for the knife thing." He proceeded to spank her 10 times more. She was in tears and utterly humiliated. "Now apologize for scaring me. Or you get 10 more." Susan felt the hot tears course down her face. She WOULD get even for this. "I'm Sorry."
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Marcus smiled down at her. .
He then straddled her and began running his tongue up and down her spine. She shivered. "OHHHHHHHH." . He moved further down, gently running his tongue and lips over her stinging, red, behind. Susan hissed, "Be careful it hurts!"
"As well it should. A good spanking is not fun. Relax I went easy on you. Don't be such a baby." Marcus proceeded to massage, kiss and lick every inch of her from neck to toes. Susan began waggling her ass back and forth. The sensations he was creating were so intense they were driving her wild. "Oh please, Marcus. Please let me go. Turn me over I can't stand this. I need you inside me."
"Alright luv. But we do it my way this time. I am in charge. Okay?"
He then helped Susan onto her knees raising her bottom high into the air. Susan groaned her protest. He ignored her. Quickly Marcus removed everything he wore from the waist down, and joined her on the bed. The experience of dominating Susan had excited him. "You want me inside you? Alrighty then." He positioned himself behind her, grasped her waist and entered her roughly. Marcus showed Susan the same tender mercy that she demonstrated earlier for him. But he'd never really harm her. And besides she was so slick and ready for him he nearly slid right out!
Forceful he held her hips and rocked her back to meet his every thrust. It took no time at all for him to come, and he immediately withdrew. It left a frustrated Susan, freed from the belt, to finish herself off. She was not pleased. But she was very amused.


Continued in Part 5
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