Under Lock and Key

by Jamie Knight

  My legs are trembling, and I start to whimper a little. Already I’m hungry for more than this.

  “Mmmm,” I moan, my voice quiet but high-pitched, like a little mouse. “Mmm. Master. Give me more. More.”

  I’m cumming all over the vibrator, twisting and turning as I fly to the highest heights of pleasure.

  "Tell me what you want," Ben commands me.

  "I want you, sir!" I cry out. "Fuck me and make me cum, like you’re so good at doing!"

  It's true, right now I want nothing but to be with him. But he doesn’t seem ready to indulge me. I think he just liked hearing me beg.

  "No, not yet. I have another idea," he says sternly.

  I want so badly to feel disappointed, but I can't. The vibrator inside me feels too good. Slowly he pulls it out of me, and then puts it away. I watch him curiously, wondering what he is going to do next.

  He turns me over so that I'm face up, but my hands are still tied to the bed. My legs are spread open before him. I'm completely naked, since he pulled all of the blankets off me.

  "Now it's my turn to have a little fun with you," he growls, kneeling at the edge of the bed.

  I watch in anticipation as his face slides between my thighs.

  This is so exciting. I thought I was supposed to be doing things for him, but it seems like he is spoiling me with all of this pleasure.

  I shiver as he slowly kisses my pussy. I feel his tongue start to slide all over me. It sends tingles of desire throughout my body.

  He takes his time, getting me even wetter and pausing to tease my clit with the tip of his tongue. I moan loudly and pull at the restraints that bind me to the bed.

  I want to grab him by the hair and force his face in deeper, but with my arms tied I’m at his mercy. He pauses to look at me and he tells me to behave and stop struggling. This is like torture for me.

  As he starts sucking my pussy again, I try not to move so much, but it's extremely difficult. I feel his tongue poke inside of me. I don't know how much longer I can hold back.

  "Oh, Ben," I sigh softly.

  He likes it when I say his name, I can tell, because he slides his tongue deeper into me and swirls it around. That drives me insane. I was already dripping, and I feel so tight and swollen. I can't hold back any longer.

  "Oh, my Ben!" I cry out as I explode into his mouth and face. “Sir. Oh, my God. Sir.”

  I suddenly feel as weak and dizzy as I did last night. That's probably because of the way he woke me up this morning. I want to collapse into the pillows, but I'm still tied up.

  After Ben wipes his mouth, he unties me, and I lie back against the covers for a few minutes to catch my breath. I try not to think about how I accidentally called him "my" Ben just now. I think he's chosen to ignore that as well, and for that I'm grateful.

  I get the feeling that the agreement that we made is not a normal type of relationship.

  When I find the energy to stand, I get up and excuse myself to the bathroom.

  After freshening up, I stare at myself in the mirror.

  What have I gotten myself into?

  I have never been the type of person to do these kinds of things, and yet here I am doing them, and actually enjoying them. I never would have thought that I was capable of this.

  After a few moments, I walk back into the bedroom. The bed is still in disarray, and I notice that the shackles are still out. I take that to mean he has something else planned.

  A shiver of excitement shoots down my spine at that thought. Ben isn't in the room anymore, so I go back to sitting on the bed and waiting for him. I'm no longer scared or worried about anything he wants to do.

  Though we may not be starting a normal cuddly relationship, he promised that he would take care of me, and I trust him completely. He seems like the type who sticks by his word, no matter how dominant his personality might be.

  That part of him actually attracts me to him even more. I've never met anyone like him before. It's both thrilling and incredible at the same time. You think the things you are going to do will be painful or bad, but they are actually extremely enjoyable. It's crazy to think about it like that, I know, but it’s the truth.

  Deep down, I think, Ben must be a good guy. He just has different sexual interests than everyone else. I am definitely ok with that.

  I look up, startled from my thoughts as he walks back into the room. I can't help but notice how good-looking he is. My cheeks flush as I remember him telling me the same thing last night. No one has ever complimented me like that before. I’m absolutely smitten with my boss, even though I tell myself not to be.

  Chapter 10

  Ben

  When I walk back into the room, she is sitting on the bed waiting for me. I can tell from the look on her face that she is expecting more. I'm ready to do more as well. However, this time I feel a little different.

  She looks surprised when I reach over and put the handcuffs away. When I turn around, her wide eyes look at me with questions. I'm not sure how to answer them. I decide to be blunt.

  "I'm going to fuck you in the ass now," I say.

  She looks a little hesitant, but nods silently. She turns over onto her stomach, her beautiful, plump ass up in the air, waiting for me.

  She braces herself against the pillows, and I take a few moments to admire her curves again. I love staring at her naked figure. I'm already erect and wet. I always am whenever I look at her. There's no denying my attraction for her.

  After a few seconds, I ask if she's ready, another thing I have never done before. When she nods yes, I get some lube and rub it into her asshole. With my fingers, I slowly test her tightness, and she grunts.

  “Good girl,” I tell her, before gently sliding inside her.

  She grimaces and grunts louder, so I stop, with just the head of my cock in her tight little ass hole. Once her breathing returns to a normal rate, I push my cock further into her.

  “Mmmm,” she says, after flinching again. “Now that feels good.”

  “I thought it would,” I tell her, spanking her ass a little. “You just had to loosen in and let me in, little girl.”

  My eyes want to roll back in my head at how good this feels. Slowly, I start to slide in and out of her asshole. Her body rocks in time with my hips. I savor the feeling of plunging into her other hole for the first time.

  I'm the only one to conquer all of her now. I love knowing that. She is so tight and good. I just can't get enough of her.

  She likes it as well, and right away she is moaning along with me and calling out my name as she cums. It's crazy to think that she might have realized she has the same sexual preferences as me.

  The longer we do this, the more a strange feeling comes over me. It's like an epiphany. I realize that I am falling in love with her. I can't believe that I’ve been denying it for even a second; it was crazy to try.

  I continue fucking her ass, now moaning even louder, spurred on by my newfound feelings for her. Feelings that I never thought myself capable of having. As soon as we are done, I need to tell her about this.

  As I'm on top of her, I start to realize other things. What we have been doing has become so much more than just a meaningless arrangement for sex. This is making love. I am making love to her. I was her first, and I always will be. And I want to be her last, too. Her only.

  I start to picture us having a future, and I decide right then that I don't ever want to lose her or let her go. I will do whatever it takes to keep her with me.

  Once the quarantine is over, I want to marry her. I want to be with her forever. I want to put a baby inside of her. I want to have a life and a future with her.

  Drunk on that feeling, I cum hard into her ass. For the first time in a long time, I feel happy and satisfied.

  I slowly pull out of her and collapse on the bed. She looks at me in surprise. Breathing heavily, I look back at her, and reach for her hand. I lie there just holding onto it.

  I can tell I've surprised her even more
with this gesture. Once I catch my breath, I prop myself up and look at her. She is sitting across from me on the bed now. I take her other hand in mine. I'm scared about what I'm about to say, but I do it anyway.

  "I want to be with you, forever. When we are done with this quarantine, I want to marry you, and someday have a baby with you,” I confess, before I lose my nerve.

  I glance at her face. Her expression is one of shock and skepticism. This must be so sudden for her, just like it is for me, so I expected this, but I know I need to convince her of my sincerity.

  I am holding both of her hands tightly now. I look deep into her eyes as I continue talking.

  "I promised that I would take care of you, and I want to do that forever. There's something about you that I can't resist. You made me realize different things about myself in just one night. You have made me feel emotions for you that I never thought I could feel about anyone. I don't want to lose you now, or those feelings," I finish softly.

  She stares at me for a few moments, studying my face and considering my words. Then she says, “Yes. Yes, Ben, yes!” in an excited voice that makes my heart so fucking happy.

  I can't help but smile as I pull her into my lap. I hug her to my chest and sigh happily as I rest my chin on top of her head. She sits a little stiffly at first, but eventually she loosens up and snuggles up against me. I'm surprised by how much I’m enjoying that.

  "You know this is all very shocking, right?" she asks me.

  I have to laugh.

  "Of course. I think it surprised me more than you," I admit. “But we are living in crazy times and that causes us to do crazy things.”

  I hear her laugh for the first time, and I love the sound.

  "I seriously doubt it," she answers back. “You weren’t more surprised than I was.”

  I have to think maybe she's right. I'm sure a proposal wasn't what she was expecting when she agreed to this arrangement just yesterday. As we cuddle, I gently massage her back.

  "That feels nice," she sighs softly.

  I start to think about what our life together could be like, and I find myself smiling again.

  I decide I will always do everything I can to prove to her how much I love her and want to be with her. I say this to her.

  She laughs softly and tells me, "That's not necessary," in a kind voice.

  Deep down, I know that showing her my heart is something that I need and want to do. I want her to always feel loved and wanted. Though the way it started was unconventional, but I want her to truly believe that our love is real, and lasting.

  I look at her once more, and for the first time in either of our lives, I give her a soft, real kiss.

  Epilogue

  Samantha

  Two Years Later

  The quarantine ended long ago. The virus was contained after a vaccine was developed and administered to everyone. I continued to live with Ben, and we have both been very happy, especially me.

  Today I am happy for a very different reason, though. It's my wedding day. Ben was true to his word. Once the quarantine was over, he took me out on a very romantic dinner date, and proposed the old-fashioned, official way. I was honored he wanted to make a big gesture out of it.

  I said yes right away, of course – I had already said yes. Not just that night in his bedroom but as soon as he had asked me to come stay with him. Not only my body, but my heart, had bene saying yes to him all along.

  We had a night of hot passionate sex, and then I started planning the wedding. Now, it's a full house. All of our family and friends were able to attend, and we’re both very excited about that.

  I can't stop staring at myself in the mirror. I love the way my wedding dress fits. The white dress shows off that I have a little color to my skin. As soon as we came out of our isolation, Ben took me on a trip to the beach, where we both got a little tan.

  This dress is fitting a little snug, though. I adjust it as best as I can. Aside from the wedding, I have a surprise planned for Ben later. Though I'm bursting to tell him about it, I have to be patient and wait.

  I think about how I can't believe how my life played out. I went from being homeless to marrying a gorgeous millionaire.

  A soft knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. I know that's my cue. I fix my dress and grab my bouquet. As the music starts to play, my dad walks me down the aisle. I can hear small gasps from everyone as they see me in my wedding finery.

  My eyes are fixed straight ahead on Ben. A tingle runs through me every time I see him, and I think he looks more handsome today than ever before. I can see happiness in his eyes when he looks back at me.

  Mr. Barker is standing up there next to him, with a small pillow on his collar that carries our ring. Our big dog is making a great ringbearer. I’m so glad Ben let him move in, because now he’s a happy part of our little – and growing – family.

  I try not to cry as we recite our vows to each other. Ben leans forward and gives me a soft and lingering kiss. Desire courses through me. It always does whenever we are together.

  After our kiss, we are surrounded by all of our loved ones. Mr. Barker lives up to his name by barking out his own congratulations.

  We spend a few minutes hugging and celebrating with them. They shower us in well wishes for a happy future. Ben and I hug and smile with every one of them.

  When we finally have a few moments to ourselves, I pull Ben aside. He looks at me with concern.

  "Are you ok?" he asks.

  "I’m great. I just want you. Husband. Meet me in the bathroom," I whisper quickly.

  Mr. Barker was safe with Sue, my maid of honor, for the time being.

  I kiss him before slipping away.

  He stares after me in surprise.

  A few minutes later we are locked in the bathroom.

  "This is interesting …" he comments.

  I nod.

  "Well, we have a few minutes before the reception, and I wanted to surprise you," I admit.

  He laughs softly.

  I smile at him, then hold my hands up in front of him. He looks at me curiously.

  "Use your tie," I tell him in a seductive voice.

  He looks at me, first in shock, then with lust in his eyes. He undoes his tie, then quickly binds my wrists. He bends down to lift my wedding dress. I need to tell him now, before we do anything else.

  "Be gentle," I caution him.

  He looks at me, understandably confused.

  We always have rough sex. He knows I love it – I’ve never even had to use the MoFi password, not even once. We also have gentle lovemaking. But I know he’s expecting to fuck me hard on our wedding night.

  "Why?" he asks.

  I blush and look down at my stomach.

  "I'm pregnant," I reply softly.

  Ben looks shocked, surprised, and happy.

  "I'm going to be a dad!" he practically cheers.

  I laugh and tell him to hush before someone hears us.

  For the first time, we have hot honeymoon sex. He kisses me deeply as he thrusts into me. It feels a little tight this time, but he still feels so good.

  I want him to do me in the ass, but he reminds me that we only have time for a quickie before the reception. I try to keep my moans quiet as we both cum. He kisses me deeply.

  "You know I'm going to love you forever. I really can't wait to be a dad," he says happily.

  I smile at him as he unties my hands.

  I wiggle my dress back into place.

  "I know, I'm excited about it too, and also a little nervous," I admit.

  "Don't be nervous." He consoles me with a hug. "I'm always right here by your side."

  I lean into his hug.

  "Ready to go celebrate with everyone?" I ask.

  He nods with joy.

  Before we leave the bathroom, he leans down and gives my belly a tiny kiss.

  “Hello, baby,” he says. “I know you’re in there. This is your daddy.”

  "But I'm not showing yet," I gasp.
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br />   "I know, but our baby is still growing inside there," he replies, opening the bathroom door.

  My heart does somersaults. That was so sweet and unexpected of him. He has really changed since I first met him, long ago when I was just his receptionist and thought that even though he was handsome, he was a player.

  I did not think any of this was possible. Though I love his kinky sex games, I can’t get enough of this sweet gentle side that he has shown me.

  And although it took a while, he has been true to his word and has kept every promise that he ever made to me. Even if it's in the smallest way, he always does things to show me how much he loves and cares for me. I feel like a princess that's finally met her Prince Charming.

  I follow him out of the bathroom. We join all our friends and family on the way to the reception. One of the ushers has graciously taken Mr. Barker home.

  We spend the rest of the night partying and dancing. All of our friends and family members come over to say congratulations. Sue’s there, as my matron of honor, and says she’s so happy for me. Even our colleagues from MoFi came, and are acting happy for us, even if it’s probably to enjoy our open bar.

  Ben goes out of his way to take care of me, bringing me extra food and showering me with love. By the end of the party, I feel so full and tired, that I'm ready to fall asleep right there.

  Ben carries me to the limo in his arms. I try not to drift off on the ride to our hotel, but it's impossible. When we get home, he cradles me in his arms, and I fall back asleep, dreaming of our happiness and our future together.

  I can't wait to grow old together and see what great things are waiting to happen to us.

  THE END

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