Bending His Brat (pt 7 Brat Series)

Eve

I woke up as Scott was rolling me over. I looked back to see him pulling my underwear down.

"What are you doing," I asked Scott.

"I was waking you up for a morning fuck," Scott replied.

I moaned and buried my face in the pillow as I prepared myself. I was starting to enjoy this whole free use thing. I liked that Scott would just take me whenever he felt like it. Honestly, this part of the dynamic was probably my favourite. I had always loved sex. Besides, this made me feel so wanted.

Scott slipped his cock into my wet pussy. I moaned into the pillow. He pushed into me again and again. I felt so full. This was the perfect thing to wake up to. Scott held my hips with his big hands, pulling me up and into his cock. I was bent at the hips, and he grabbed a pillow shoving it underneath me.

Pleasure soaked my body and moans filled the room.

Scott's fingers pressed into my ass, almost bruising me. He started fucking me harder and faster. My eyes were rolling into the back of my head as arousal swam through me. I wanted to come.

"Scott... Sir," I yelled out. He was so deep inside me. It felt so good from this angle. I clutched the pillow harder.

"Awe do you want to come sweetheart?" Scott said, but I could tell he was teasing me. I moaned as he reached beneath me and pinched my clit. I was all over the place and ready to finish.

"Please, yes, please Sir," I begged.

"I'm feeling benevolent. Come for me baby."

My orgasm exploded deep inside me. I screamed out all on instinct. Scott started ramming into me harder and faster until he released inside me. I groaned, collapsing into the pillow.

Scott came and laid down beside me, I turned my head so I was looking at him.

"You ready for your third spanking?" He asked with a grin.

I placed my hand over his face. I was out of it from just waking up, and the orgasm I was recovering from. I gave Scott a groan.

"Another one?"

"You know it was always three spankings," he replied, pulling my hand down. He kissed the back of it and came closer to me, closing the distance between us.

I could feel his cum dripping down my inner thighs.

Scott pressed his lips to mine and pushed his hands through my hair. I was a goner. I melted into him and his touch. We were kissing and before I knew it I was laying on top of him. He rubbed smooth circles on my back.

"What if I just spank you right here?" Scott asked.

I thought about it for a few moments. Maybe that would be preferable.

"Like while we're laying down?" I asked.

Scott nodded. "I guess I'll have to show you what it will be like."

He reached down and his hands slammed against my ass cheek. I yelped as the pain spread through me. My eyes squeezed shut and I buried my head in Scott's shoulder.

He held me around the waist with his other arm. And then his hand reached down and he slammed his palm into my ass. He hit me again and again and again. By this point I was used to being beaten. So I wasn't making noises from the first smack. But now he had been hitting me for awhile and I was beginning to feel it.

I clutched Scott.

My ass was burning from hit after hit. He was going from one cheek to the next. But then sometimes he would target one spot three or four hits in a row.

I was beginning to squirm now. The pain was spreading through me and I wasn't coping very well. I move side to side. Almost falling off of Scott. He wrapped his legs around mine, pinning me to him.

"This is your last one, we've got to make it count," Scott taunted me.

"Please Sir," I cried.

He slowed down and grabbed my sore stinging ass, squeezing it in his hand. I laid my head against his chest, relaxing.

I thought it was over until he smacked me again, hard. Then again. He went, smacking my right cheek, three, four, five times in a row, before mirroring it on my left.

I groaned, arching into him. My pussy was throbbing now as the pain went to my head. The pain and the pleasure were swirling within one another. I struggled to keep still or stay quiet.

"Please," I begged. "Sir."

After what felt like an endless 15 minutes of my life, Scott stopped. He pulled his hand completely away from my ass and I knew it was over.

"That's it baby, your three days over," he said.

I relaxed into him.

It was a Saturday morning so we had all day to spend together. I was glad too because I didn't necessarily like being spanked only for Scott to have to leave for work. I didn't like feeling rushed when we were doing these things.

***

Scott and I laid in bed like that for a little while longer. Before we crawled out together. We went to the kitchen and Scott made me coffee and breakfast. He apologised again for what happened. I said it was okay but I just had this underlying feeling of powerlessness now that I didn't have a job. He said it was a valid concern and that he would probably feel the same way you were here in my shoes. Just to feel acknowledged and validated like that made me feel so much better about the situation.

Over breakfast, I told him about my idea for a blog. I explained how you can monetise these sort of things but it takes a really long time. Scott reminded me that I did have an ample amount of savings and that I wasn't completely powerless in the situation. That also helped me get out of my head a little bit.

He promised that I wouldn't need to be taking care of household expenses. So even with my lack of income it wasn't as if I would run out of money or anything like that.

Scott liked the idea of the blog. He liked the idea that I could monetise it in the future so I could feel more secure without having to go get a job that stressed me out too much.

It had been almost 2 months since I lost my job. Scott did tell me as well that I could take the decision into my own hands but to think about it very carefully. He was right. We were comfortable like this. The only part that wasn't comfortable was me giving up control. I had no reason not to trust him. He was also right in that I would like to monetise a blog or something that I could do at home. That way we could continue what we're doing, how we're doing it but I would also feel better about my own personal circumstances.

Breakfast and coffee was over and Scott stood up from the couch.

"Lets go sit out the back for a bit," he said.

I nodded and followed him out.

Once we were outside Scott tangled his fingers through my hair and pulled me to him. We kissed, he dominated my mouth. Our bodies were flush up against one anothers. I moaned into Scott's mouth.

He pulled back and walked us towards the outdoor table we had on the deck. His fingers were still tangled through my hair.

Scott pushed me until I was bent over the table. He pulled my sleep shorts down and shoved himself deep inside my wet cunt. I groaned, pleasure burst inside me. God I hoped I could stay quiet or that none of our neighbours would see what we were doing.

"Why out here?" I asked, moaning.

"I want to show you I can fuck you anywhere anytime," he replied.

"Of course you can," I admitted.

"Now shut up and take it like a good little brat," he groaned.

I braced myself as Scott gripped my hips harder, his fingers digging into the flesh. He shoved his cock deep inside my pussy. Sometimes when he fucked me, it just felt like he was going deeper than he did the last time but it almost felt like an illusion. I was completely consumed by the pleasure. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my mind flooded with the idea of us being caught. I didn't want to get caught but somehow and for some reason the idea turned me on beyond belief.

He pushed deeper inside me fucking me harder and faster than he had before. My moans started to escape me uncontrollably. Scott reached around from behind and clamped his hand over my mouth. He'd never made me be quiet before. It made me feel so used, it turned me on so bad.

Arousal burst inside me as I started building to my peak. Scott started demeaning me from behind. He whispered dirty things to me. About how I'm such a dirty little slut and how he can fuck me whenever he wants to wherever he wants. All I could do was sit and take it.

I was so close to coming. I was gripping the table in front of me. Scott was slamming into me from behind.

"I'm going to come Sir," I cried out.

"This is my pussy. Do you understand?" He growled.

"Yes, it's yours. It's yours."

"All your orgasms are mine," he told me.

"Yes, yes, please," I begged.

"Come brat, come for me," he said.

I burst at the seams with pleasure. Tears pricked my eyes as arousal swelled within me. Electricity exploded at my core and spread through my entire body. I came, screaming into Scott's hand.

Minutes later, Scott grabbed me and held himself deep inside me before coming.

"Fuck," he growled as his orgasm took hold of him.

As Scott recovered, he pulled me up and pulled his cock out of me. He held me against him kissing the side of my neck from behind. I melted into him.

"Now what?" I asked, all breathy.

"Now we go inside and I fuck you over every piece of furniture we have," Scott told me.

"Yes Sir," I replied.

***

"How long do you think until we do anal?" I asked Scott. He was sitting there watching some show that didn't interest me but I wasn't going to argue with him about what we were going to watch.

The thought had been plaguing my mind though. Ever since Scott pushed that butt plug into me, I knew it was inevitable. It had been a few days since then. Yet I couldn't stop thinking about it. He hadn't made me wear any of the butt plugs since.

"I don't know Evie. Do you want to do anal?" Scott replied to me.

"No I don't... I don't want to," I stammered.

"I don't know, it sounds like you do," Scott said.

I was sputtering to come up with a response. What was I meant to say to that? Of course I didn't want to do anal.

"What do you mean by that?

"Well, you're the one bringing it up not me."

I stared at the side of his head as he watched the TV and realised that he was right. He hadn't brought it up since it occurred the first time. And before that there were multiple weeks between the two candle incidents.

"Oh..." I sat there screaming waiting for Scott to say something.

"I wasn't bringing it up because I knew it was a sore subject for you. I didn't want you to feel forced into something that you don't want to do. So I figured I would only bring it out on occasion to punish you or scare you. But now it seems that it's stuck in your head," Scott said.

"Well, that's not because I want to do it," I defended myself.

"Maybe not but you are thinking about it."

"I just thought that you were planning on maybe training my ass in the next few days and then fucking me... or next few weeks, or I don't know," I said.

I realised how crazy I sounded the more I spoke. Especially considering Scott really hasn't brought it up. Just ever since we played that other day. I kept thinking about when he was going to bring it up again, but then he didn't. So I wanted to beat him to the punch, so I wouldn't be shocked.

"Go get the plugs and the lube and come back," Scott then said.

"Sir!" I yelped. "You can't be serious."

He paused the TV then turned to me.

"Oh I'm so fucking serious," he said with a grin.

"Sir..." I got close to him and wrapped my hands through his hair, my body pressed to his. I leaned up and kissed him, he kissed me back and took control. He picked me up by the waist and sat me over his lap. Soon he was sat back on the couch, I was straddling him, and we were making out.

He bit my lip and I moaned into his mouth.

"You should do as you're told," he said as we pulled back.

I blinked at him for a moment, thinking. Then I started grinding my hips back and forth. My pussy rubbed over his shorts-clad cock. He hissed as I continued toying with him.

"You think making me hard is going to fix your predicament? Because the way you're going sweetheart, I'll be the one fucking your ass not the butt plugs," he said.

I stilled. A strange thrill went through me. It's not like I wanted to do anal, here and now and unprepared. But the threat turned me on, strangely.

"No, Sir, please," I begged. But my smile betrayed me. Scott chuckled and cupped my face. He kissed me, pulling me in closer. His hands tangled through my hair, tugging at it.

"You don't sound that scared," he chuckled, as we pulled back.

"I don't think you'd do that today when I'm not even ready," I said to him.

"We have all weekend, I can make you ready," he said.

"How?" My eyes widened as realisation dawned on me that Scott might actually follow through.

"Well we'd start from now and by tonight or tomorrow you'd be ready to take me like a good girl."

I moaned at the potential praise. I couldn't handle it. I wanted to be a good girl deep down. I loved the way he cooed it at me.

"No..." I tried, but my voice came out so weak.

"You don't sound very convinced that you don't want it," Scott replied.

"Maybe but not today."

"Fine, but your ass is still getting plugged. You clearly need it," he continued.

"I don't need it, you want me to plug it."

"Go get your butt plugs, Evie. I won't ask you again."

His tone was so dominant this time all I could do was nod. I lifted off his lap and he let me go. I went up into our room and got all three plugs along with the lube. When I came back Scott nodded at me with approval.

"You know you could have got my attention some other way but now you're going to have your ass filled instead," he said with a chuckle.

He made a good point.

I closed the distance between us and placed the plugs down on the coffee table.

"Lay down," Scott said motioning toward his lap. I laid over him and he grabbed a handful of my ass. Next thing I knew he was squirting lube between my cheeks, massaging it into my asshole.

I braced myself and then the smallest plug slipped right inside me.

"It goes in much easier now," he said. "On your knees sweetheart."

I slipped down to the ground onto my knees between Scott's legs. He pulled his cock out and shoved it into my mouth.

"I'm going to watch my show now and you can stay there, sucking my cock, slowly," he instructed. I pulled away from his cock.

"Yes Sir."

Scott smirked and guided himself back inside my mouth.

"I'm not trying to come quickly, I just want to use your mouth for my pleasure for as long as possible," he said.

I hummed as I bobbed my head slowly up and down his length. He groaned as the vibrations of my response shot through him. I came up to his tip and gave him some special attention. I swirled my tongue around it. Licking the tip, sucking it. Then after a few moments I went back to the base of his cock pulling him all the way into my mouth. At first he was only semi hard but the more I sucked his cock the harder he became.

Within a few minutes, Scott was completely hard inside my mouth. He grabbed me by the hair and slowed me down. I think he was trying to elongate the process as long as it could possibly go.

His show was still playing in the background and he was watching it all the while he was using me. Arousal hit me as I realised how objectified I was being right now. He was just using my mouth for pleasure while he wasn't even paying attention to me.

I knew it was wrong, but a part of me wanted to act out. I wanted his full attention on me, not on the show.

I continued like this for a while and eventually I heard the sound of the episode ending. The next episode started and I was still sucking Scott's cock slowly but surely.

At some point during this episode, I pulled my head off his dick. I looked up at Scott and he looked down at me as he realised my mouth wasn't on him any more.

"What're you doing?" He asked.

"Wouldn't you rather just fuck my face?" I replied.

"Sweetheart, if I want to fuck your face, I'll fuck your face. What I want is to finish my show in peace while you're occupied."

"So you're just making me do this so you don't have to pay attention to me?" I pouted.

Scott bent down and cupped my face in his hands. "No, I'm doing this because I like the feeling of your wet mouth. If I wanted you out of my hair, truly, I'd give you five-hundred dollars and tell you to go shopping," he said.

"Oh..."

"Yes, now get back to work before I have to punish you."

I put my mouth over his cock again doing as I was told. At some point he held me down so I wasn't moving any more but his cock was completely in my mouth. I just let Scott lead the way.

The next episode ended and it had been basically an hour of this. Plugged up the ass with a cock in my mouth.

Scott paused the TV. He sat up a little and then grabbed me by the hair.

"Now you can finish me off," he said.

My pussy was soaking wet by now and desperate for some sort of release. The plug was pushing on it from the outside in a way that was turning me on. I started sucking on Scott's cock as usual trying to get him off, rather than just playing with him in my mouth. I started bobbing at a medium piece at first, before moving faster and faster as I gained momentum. Scott was cursing under his breath and groaning from the pleasure that I was giving him. Pride swept through me. I loved to pleasure him.

An evil thought went through my mind. What if I got up and just left him there like this? How would he react?

I had no time to convince myself not to do it. I pulled my mouth of his cock and looked at him with mischievous eyes. Before he could react stood up and started sprinting across the house.

"Get your ass back in here," he yelled. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Catch me if you can," I called back.

I ran up into our bedroom, but I didn't close the door. I pulled the closet open and hid inside it. The idea of being caught was completely exhilarating.

"I'm going to beat you senseless," I heard Scott's voice from outside the closet door. He was definitely in the room.

I stifled a giggle.

"Get the fuck out of here, Evie," he snapped.

Next thing I knew the closet door got pulled open and I was being dragged out of it by my arm. Scott pulled me across the room and bent me over the bed. The plug came out of me and it was replaced with the larger one. I shrieked as it stretched my tight entrance. Then before I knew it, Scotts cock was inside my pussy. He started fucking me hard and fast without warning.

"This isn't for your pleasure. This is a punishment," he growled.

I felt so full between the big plug and him. I wasn't sure if it was the medium size, or if it was the largest one. It just felt so big inside me.

Scott slammed into me. He fucked me so hard that I was screaming. So deep inside me and I felt so full. It was a feeling I was completely unused to. Scott was well endowed, but this was different because there were two different things inside of me at the same time.

Even though Scott said it was a punishment, pleasure started rolling through me and waves that were uncontrollable. I gripped the sheets in front of me. Struggling to gain any semblance of control. Scots hand smacked down on my ass, spanking me as he fucked me.

"You're such a little fucking brat," he grounded out grabbing my hair. He was laid over me now holding me by the hair as he fucked me. His mouth was right behind my ear so he could say anything he wanted to me, right up close and personal.

"I can't believe you had the audacity to do that to me," he continued.

"Well now you know how it feels," I choked out.

"You think you're so smart, don't you?"

"Actually I wasn't really thinking when I did it. It just popped into my head and then all of a sudden I was running across the room," I admitted.

"Oh, so you're a dumb little brat?"

For some reason being called dumb after having to rely on my intelligence for most of my life had been so turned on in a bad way. It was like the antithesis of what I would've wanted to hear at any point in my life in any situation. But now that I was being reduced to a dumb little brat. It was all I wanted to be.