by Hamel, B. B.
He kneels down behind me. I feel a chill as he runs his fingers down my shoulders, my neck, my back. I feel him grasp my wrists and bring them behind my body.
The stethoscope is surprisingly soft and warm against my skin as he ties my wrists together. He only takes a moment to form a tight knot, looping the metal circular end back through. When he’s done, I flex a little bit, trying to get out of my binds.
But I can’t. I’m tied up, hands behind my back, on my knees, totally naked.
It occurs to me all at once how completely and utterly exposed I am in this moment.
He stands and walks around the front of me.
“Are you afraid of giving up control like this?” he asks softly.
I shake my head. “No.”
“Liar.” He unbuttons his shirt slowly. “Everyone needs control. At least a little bit. I’ve been practicing control for a very long time.”
“I trust you,” I say softly.
“Good. You need to trust your Daddy, or none of this will work.”
I bite my lip. “Do you trust me?”
“Absolutely.” He takes off his shirt, drops it on the floor. “Strangely, this relationship isn’t entirely one-way. Just because you’re the one tied up and on your knees, doesn’t mean you have no power.”
“How?” I ask as he starts to take off his belt.
He removes his belt and pants as he speaks. “I trust that you’ll be honest with me, that you won’t hide the truth from me, even if the truth is ugly. I trust that you want this as much as I do. And I trust that you’ll give yourself to me completely. Otherwise, this can’t work.”
I stare at him as he finishes. He’s wearing only his boxer briefs, and I can see the outline of his thick, hard cock pushing against the fabric.
“You can trust me,” I say softly.
He smiles and walks up to me, tilting my chin up to look at him in the eye. “I know,” he says softly.
He releases my chin and walks behind me. I look over my shoulder as he looks at my body.
“You’re very beautiful,” he says. “I love your firm, round ass. And your back is almost flawless. Did you know that?”
“No,” I say.
He kneels down behind me, and suddenly pushes me forward. I gasp, afraid I’m about to smash face-first into the floor, but he grabs me and lowers me down the rest of the way.
I feel his hands on my back as I turn my head to the left. “These muscles are beautifully defined,” he says. “Perfectly proportioned. And your skin is smooth and totally without blemishes. You’re nearly flawless, Ruby. You’re a perfect gem.”
I bite my lip. I can’t see him, but I can feel him. I don’t know what he’s going to do, but my ass is up in the air, my wet pussy shining in his office light. He can do anything to me.
Absolutely anything.
I feel his hands move down to my ass. I let out a soft moan as his fingers start to tease me, spreading my ass open, pressing against my pussy. I groan as he sinks a finger inside before sliding it forward to tease my clit.
“Such a tight body,” he says. “You’re exactly what Daddy needs. A tight little pussy to fuck and come inside of.”
“You’re going to come inside of me?”
“Of course I am. Your pussy is mine to fuck and fill as I see fit.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, excitement and pleasure running through me.
He pulls back suddenly and spanks my ass. I gasp, surprised.
“It’s not all pleasure, little gem,” he says. “Sometimes it hurts. And it needs to hurt.”
“To make the pleasure sweeter,” I coo as his fingers find my pussy again.
“That’s right. You’re learning, little gem.”
“I’m trying.”
“I know you are.” He teases my clit, sinks two fingers deep into my pussy, and spanks my ass again.
Pleasure and pain flare up inside of me. I wiggle my hips, feeling his fingers sink deeper.
He moves them faster, teasing me, pushing me. It feels so fucking good. Part of me wishes I could move more, but the fact that I can’t get away from his position only makes it that much more exciting.
I test the stethoscope again, but it’s perfectly tight.
“You can’t escape,” he says, probably noticing me flexing my hands. “Even if you did, there’s nowhere to go. I wouldn’t let you leave here, not before I was through with you.”
“I don’t want to leave.”
“I know you don’t.” He laughs softly, pushing his fingers deeper, sliding them out, teasing my clit. “You need to finish what we’ve started.”
“Oh, god, yes,” I moan as he moves his fingers faster.
“I can tell you like the idea of being tied up for me. You like being controlled, dominated. You like the fact that no matter what you do, I’m going to take what I want from your body. And if you’re good, I’ll give you what you need in return.”
I gasp as he pulls my hair. I can feel the muscles in my neck tense before he releases me, and I groan. He slides his fingers deeper again, pushing in and out, rubbing against my spot, driving me insane.
He stops suddenly and pulls me back up to my knees. I watch him slide off his boxer briefs and take my chin, tilting my head back, opening my mouth.
“Taste my cock, little gem,” he whispers.
I take him into my mouth. He’s big, and it’s a struggle, but I love it. I want to taste the precum on the tip of his cock as I slide him along my tongue.
I push him into my throat, gag, and keep going. My hands are tied behind my back and he holds my hair tight. My stomach and neck are tired from the work of moving up and down his shaft as he pushes me down, gagging me again.
He pulls me back up and pushes me forward again. I hit the floor harder this time, though he still cushions me as my face presses against the carpet.
I feel him grab my hips, I feel his cock tease my dripping wet pussy. A thrill runs through my body.
This is the moment. My favorite moment.
Anticipation. Desire. It all wages war inside of me, churning up my insides, driving me wild.
My heart hammers. His cock presses against me.
I want it so badly I can barely think.
He sinks himself deep into my cunt. I gasp as the initial thrust sends a pang of pain through me, but slowly the throb resolves into pure, intense pleasure.
“Perfect,” he whispers. “This pussy is so fucking perfect, little gem.”
He slowly strokes into me, deep and hard. I groan as his cock spreads me wide open. He’s big, the biggest I’ve ever had by far, and it’s incredible. I didn’t know what I was missing until this.
He strokes in and out, holding onto my hips. I feel him spank my ass, sending a spark of pain, but the pleasure is too intense. Nothing distracts me from the pleasure.
He fucks me faster, grabbing onto my wrists. I move my hips, riding back into him.
I ride back hard, slamming down along his shaft.
I need it so badly. I didn’t even know how badly. It’s like all my stress and worry disappear.
This is all I need. I want to be bound up on his floor, begging and moaning.
“Your pussy is mine now, Ruby,” he whispers. “Every inch of you is mine. I want to fuck your cunt like I own it. I want to use you up, leave you moaning, begging for more.”
“Please, Daddy,” I gasp. “I want it.”
“I know you do.” He pulls my hair, making me gasp. “I know you fucking do, Ruby, my little gem.”
He pulls me back up and into a kneeling position. He lifts me off and gets down onto his back before positioning me on top of him again, facing forward now.
It’s hard at first, balancing on his cock with my hands tied behind my back. I spread my legs wide and start to slide back down along his shaft as his hands tease my breasts.
Quickly, I get used to it. Pleasure blooms all over my skin.
I ride him faster, begging for him, panting and moaning. I can fee
l sweat on my spine.
He teases my breasts, squeezes my nipples. It almost hurts, almost, but he doesn’t push the point. I groan, grinding back along him, working my hips faster and faster.
Pleasure is all I can think of. It’s the only thing I want in this moment.
I ride him faster, faster. He grabs my hips, thrusts up into me. I take him deep into my pussy, letting my back and hips and ass do most of the work.
He pushes me forward suddenly, hugging me down against him. He thrusts up into me, one hand in my hair, the other on the ‘scope between my wrists.
He pulls the rope back, pulling me back onto his cock even harder as he slams into me.
I groan, working my hips, rolling them, moving along his cock. I’m losing myself completely in the moment as he controls me so easily. I can feel myself panting, begging.
Suddenly, he unties the stethoscope. He releases my wrists and rolls over to the side, getting me onto my back.
I stare at his body, rippling with muscles. He pulls my body against him as he starts to fuck me again.
My legs spread wide, bent at the knees. I grab onto his hips as he holds me tight, pinning me to the floor.
Controlled. Dominated. I toss my head back and revel in the pleasure as it intensifies.
He teases my breasts again and uses a thumb to work my clit. I roll my hips, knowing I’m so fucking close, I can’t stand it.
The orgasm rips through me as he takes me rough. He leans back, pressing the stethoscope against my chest. It’s cold, but I don’t mind. I’m lost in the pleasure.
“That’s right, little gem. Come for me. Let me hear your heart go crazy. Lose yourself on my big cock.”
I can see in his eyes that he’s close too as I roll my hips, begging him to keep fucking me. I call him Daddy over and over, saying the word like a poem. He keeps the scope pressed against my chest, one end in one ear, the other dangling to the side.
When he comes, it’s deep inside, filling me. He drops the ‘scope, losing himself in his pleasure. I want him deeper, deeper. I roll my hips and love the feeling of him coming inside of me, his groans loud and intense.
He kisses me slowly as he finishes, the stethoscope on the floor beside us, completely forgotten now. I kiss him back, biting his lip softly.
I rub my wrists a little bit, even though they aren’t sore.
He sits back and I crawl to him, putting my head against his chest. He holds me tight.
“You’re a distraction,” he whispers into my hair.
“I know.”
“I don’t care, though.”
“I know.”
He smiles, kisses me again.
I hold him tight, feeling his heart beating against my ear.
12
Aiden
I’m tired the next day, but I’m always tired.
It’s a good sort of fatigue. It’s the fatigue that comes from a long night’s work.
Or a good hard fucking.
I smirk as I walk down the hallway. I’m actually smiling to myself like a damn moron. It’s later in the day, so I assume I’ll be seeing Ruby again when I visit her grandmother.
I keep thinking about her last night, down on her knees, hands tied behind her back. I could’ve done anything to her, had her any way I wanted. That thought is so exciting I can barely control myself.
I need her again. I need so much more of her. I don’t think I’ve felt this way in a very long time, but here I am, daydreaming about a girl.
Every time she calls me Daddy, I know I can’t let her go.
Fucking hell. She really is a distraction. I tried all day to lose myself in work, but it’s hard when all I can do is think about her sweet pussy wrapped around my cock, her body in the throes of an orgasm, my dick buried deep inside.
I need more of her. I don’t think she can possibly understand how badly.
I check in on Karen, and she seems stable. I spend some time answering questions, going over her chart. I order a few more tests before stepping back out into the hall.
And my pager goes off.
I recognize the code and practically run down the hall.
It takes me about two minutes to get to Dot’s room. Ruby’s there, standing next to the bed, while two nurses bustle around Dot. Ruby steps away, eyes wide, and stares at me.
“What’s happening?” she asks, nearly hysterical.
I can’t blame her. Dot’s having a seizure, her whole body shaking. That’s not good, especially for a woman her age.
“Get back,” I snap at Ruby and move into action.
It’s a blur of activity. I’m not thinking, I’m just doing my job. I know what needs to be done, and I easily do it, ordering the nurses around as needed.
Ruby stands off to the side, eyes wide.
“What’s happening?” she asks again, stepping toward me as I go to adjust Dot’s IV bag.
“Back off,” I growl at her.
“Is she okay? Is my grandmom okay?”
“Get her out of here,” I say to one of the nurses.
“Come on, honey, let the doctor help,” the woman says, gently taking Ruby by the shoulders.
“Why won’t you answer me?” she snaps. “Aiden, what’s happening?”
I can barely hear her. I’m in the zone, working to keep Dot stable, to save her life. Ruby is just another body in this room for me as I fall fully into my work.
It doesn’t last long. Soon enough, Dot is stable again. She’s not conscious, but her vitals look strong enough that I’m not worried something more serious is happening.
I sigh and step away from her, cursing to myself. I didn’t expect this to happen, but I know what the problem is.
The nurses glance at me as I leave the room. My head’s buzzing with what to do about Dot when Ruby steps up beside me.
“Aiden,” she says, and I snap back into the moment.
I blink and stare at her. Ruby, my little gem.
“Is she okay?” Worry, stress.
“She’s okay,” I say.
“What the fuck was that?”
“A seizure.”
She glares at me. “No, you asshole. You threw me out of there, acted like I didn’t exist.”
“You were in the way. I was trying to save your grandmother.”
“You could’ve said something to me.”
“I told you to step back.”
She blinks, shocked. “Why are you being an asshole?”
I shake my head. “I’m not being an asshole. I was trying to save your grandmother and you were in the way. I did what I had to do.”
She looks speechless. I don’t know why I’m losing control of this moment, but I’m telling her the truth.
I was working to save Dot’s life. I wasn’t trying to be a jerk by throwing her out. I just needed space to work, and she wasn’t helping.
Clearly, she can’t see that.
“Asshole,” she whispers. “I knew you were a jerk, but that’s my grandmother.”
“I know,” I say. “That’s why I was saving her.”
She shakes her head. “You asshole.” She storms away, back toward the elevators, and I watch her go.
I sigh, leaning against the wall. Exhaustion finally feels like it’s catching up with me.
“That didn’t go well.”
I look over my shoulder. Jackie’s standing there, checking her nails.
“Thanks,” I say.
“How’s the patient?”
“Stable.”
“What happened?”
“Reaction to the medication,” I say, shaking my head. “I’ll have to come up with something else.”
“That stinks.” She frowns after Ruby. “She’ll understand, if you apologize.”
“I wasn’t in the wrong. She was in the way.”
Jackie sighs. “Right. Well, good luck with that.” She walks off and I stare after her.
I know I fucked up. I could’ve been nicer to Ruby back there.
But I can’t
apologize for saving her grandmother’s life. I wasn’t wrong for throwing her out of that room.
I needed to work, and she’s a distraction.
I push myself up off the wall and walk back toward my office. I’ll grab a quick nap and check on Dot again in a few hours.
Hopefully some new treatment will come to me in my dreams.
13
Ruby
Grandmom is sitting up in her bed and smiling at me when I come back in through her door like nothing happened yesterday.
“Hi, honey,” she says. “Heard I scared you quite a bit.”
I run over to her and hug her as tight as I dare. “You really scared me,” I say.
She laughs, patting my back. “I’m okay, honey. Really.”
“You started shaking, and your eyes rolled back, and you fell down onto the bed and—”
She gently extracts herself from my grip. “Okay, honey. I don’t need to relive it. I was there too.”
“Right.” I frown at her, staring into her eyes. “You’re really okay?”
“I’m really okay.”
“What happened… you know, after?”
“Well,” she says slowly, “I woke up very confused, but Dr. Hill was there.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised.
She nods. “Just sitting there, waiting for me. He explained what happened, said it was a reaction to the medication, but that he was coming up with a new regimen for me.”
“He said that?”
She nods. “And today they gave me new meds, and I feel great again.”
I sigh with relief and lean back into the chair at the side of her bed.
“I’m really happy you’re okay.”
“Thanks, honey. You’re being too sweet to me.”
“I also can’t believe Dr. Hill was just waiting in here for you like that.”
She shrugs. “He’s a good doctor.”
“Hard to talk to, though.”
“Very true, but I don’t care, so long as I get to leave here.”
I sigh. That’s the same argument he’ll make.
Grandmom smiles at me as I pretend to fiddle with the remote for her. I really can’t imagine Aiden sitting in here with nothing to do, just waiting for my grandmother to wake up so that he can explain what happened. But if grandmom said he did, then he did.