Voyeurism

by Chaun Johnson

  “How did you even find me?” Bianca said.

  The fact that Ira was standing there at her open house gave her a mix of emotions. First, she was nervous considering she never divulges any of her personal information to any of her submissive clients, not even her occupation. Second, she was flattered at the fact someone would go to whatever lengths he had to so he could locate her and to come with a dozen fresh cut roses to boot was a huge gesture. Third, she was immediately turned on as she always was when she had sessions with Ira.

  There were not many of her submissives that she engaged in sex with. Majority of them just wanted to be punished or be given the opportunity to act out sexual fantasies their girlfriends, boyfriends, wives, or husbands would not allow them to. For many, she was a much-needed break from reality and the mundane lives they lived. However, with Ira, the sessions always started with him on his knees and being dominated by Diane, but they usually ended with intense sex that left her yearning for more.

  “Even though you adorn yourself with the sexy leather costumes, black wigs, and occasional masks, only a blind man would not be able to recognize the popular and beautiful, Bianca Curtis. If you just paid attention to a billboard or Curtis Realty commercial you would be able to recognize that beautiful face and hypnotizing blue eyes.” Ira responded.

  Damn! She had never heard him talk like this. This was down right romantic and erotic. The wetness between her thighs began to collect making it a little difficult for her to concentrate and hold her composure. The two stood in silence for a few moments.

  “Do you mind if I come in?” Ira probed breaking Bianca’s imagination from running too wild.

  “Oh. I’m sorry. Come in.” Bianca said stepping aside to allow Ira to come in. “Would you like a bottle of water?”

  “That would be nice. Thank you.”

  Bianca turned to head back to the kitchen she was in prior to Ira’s arrival. He followed behind her keeping a distance between them as to not make her feel uncomfortable. Bianca headed to the refrigerator and grabbed one of the small eight-ounce bottles of water she had brought for the open house attendees. When she turned around Ira was standing behind her and it startled her a little.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said.

  “It’s ok.” She responded.

  She got a whiff of his cologne, and her knees almost got weak. She loved the way he smelled but never knew the name of it. But she knew she would recognize it if she ever came across it in a department store.

  “It’s Greg.” Ira said randomly.

  “What?” Bianca said confused.

  “My name is Greg. Not Ira.”

  “Oh. Well nice to meet you Greg.” Bianca said jokingly and extended her hand for a handshake.

  “I think we can skip the pleasantries.” Greg said taking the water from her hand.

  He opened the bottle and took a drink before closing the bottle and placed it on the island. Greg also placed the roses on the island and then removed his suit jacket. He hung it neatly on the back of one of the bar stools that had been expertly staged in the kitchen to give the appearance of what the home would look like decorated to the prospective buyers.

  “Thank you so much for the flowers. I really appreciate them.” Bianca said.

  Greg did not respond. Instead he removed his tie, his button-up shirt, shoes, and socks and got down on all fours. He lowered his head as to not make eye contact with Bianca.

  “Ira, I mean Greg, what are you doing? Get up.” Bianca said.

  “Mistress Diane, please dominate and spank me.” Greg said in a soft voice.

  “I told you I am not doing that anymore.”

  Greg grabbed his tie from the bar stool and tied one end of it around his neck. He crawled over to Bianca and handed her the other end of the tie.

  He reached down and removed her black stilettos. He bent down and kissed the tops of her feet as he would do when they were in her dungeon. Her clit began to swell and throb. She could not believe he was doing this here. She could not remember if she had locked the front door, but at this point she did not care.

  She yanked on the tie, “Stop kissing my feet you bitch! I don’t know where your filthy lips have been.” Bianca said getting into character. “Turn to the side so I can have a seat and rest my feet.”

  Greg turned to the side, straightened his back, and locked his arms to allow her to sit down. Bianca took a seat on his back as if he was a bench and started to unbutton her blouse. She removed her blouse and threw it on the counter. Since she did not have any if her paddles, floggers, or any other toys she normally used with Greg she had to do everything manually. Taking her hand, she spanked Greg’s ass as hard as she could. Greg counted after each hit.

  “ONE…TWO…THREE! May I have another Mistress?”

  “You must have really been bad since the last time I saw you?” Bianca said sternly.

  “FOUR!”

  Bianca stood up and yanked the tie. “Stand up bitch!”

  Greg stood keeping his head lowered so he would not make eye contact with Bianca. Eye contact was strictly forbidden in the dungeon.

  “Pick me up!” Bianca commanded.

  Greg complied with the command and lifted her up effortlessly. She wrapped her legs around his waist.

  “Put me on the counter.”

  Greg walked over to the island and set her down gently.

  “What makes you think I should give you what you want? You show up here unannounced and invade my space.” Bianca chastised.

  “Mistress, that’s why I need to be punished.”

  “Take your t-shirt off.”

  Greg removed his t-shirt making sure the tie stayed in place around his neck. Bianca took it from his hands and instructed him to turn around. She wound the t-shirt up and then tied it around his head covering his eyes. She took both hands and pinched his nipples. Greg winced and then moaned enjoying the pleasant pain. He tried to reach up and touch Bianca.

  “DON’T TOUCH ME! I didn’t give you permission to touch me yet.” Bianca barked as she pinched his nipples harder.

  “Shit. I like that Mistress.”

  She was starting to get so excited that she could barely contain herself. She took her foot and massaged his dick through his pants while she continued to squeeze and play with his nipples. He was as hard as a rock and she didn’t even know how he was still being contained in his pants.

  “Are you ready to eat?” Bianca said seductively.

  “Yes Mistress. I am famished.”

  “Then dinner is served.”

  She removed the blindfold from his eyes and pulled him closer to her with the tie. She scooted back on the island so she could plant her feet on the island and let her knees fall to the side. Greg immediately pushed her skirt up around her waist and pulled her panties down and threw them on the floor. He took his tongue and started licking and sucking on the wetness that was pooling between her thighs. Bianca began to breathe heavy as Greg tasted her.

  He grabbed her thighs and entered her with his tongue. She loved when he went inside her with his mouth because he had a long tongue and he knew what to do with it. Bianca moved her bottom up and down matching his rhythm as he fucked her with his tongue.

  “Keep fucking me bitch.” Bianca moaned.

  Before she could cum, Greg stopped and starting licking Bianca’s middle slowly up and down. Teasing her clit a little with each stroke. Her excitement was causing her clit to swell and it was becoming more and more sensitive. Bianca had grabbed the back of Greg’s had this last time he made his way up to her clit wanting him to stay there. He started to suck and lick at the same time. Bianca’s moaning became louder as he drove her closer to ecstasy.

  Bianca started to feel the tingling in the pit of her stomach and she knew her orgasm was approaching. She wrapped the tie around her hand making it shorter keeping Greg right in the spot she wanted him to be so she could cum.

  “Right there…right there. Don’t you dare st
op.”

  Greg sucked and sucked. Without Bianca knowing he had already unbuttoned his pants and slipped a condom on. He continued to suck knowing she was close to orgasm. Bianca held the back of his head and moved her hips grinding her pussy in his face until she exploded. Greg immediately lifted her off the island, wrapped her legs around his waist and entered her.

  “Oh yes…fuck me!” She screamed.

  He turned around and put her back against the refrigerator as he thrust inside her. Bianca reached up and grabbed the top of the refrigerator behind her so she could steady herself as he bounced her up and down on his manhood.

  “You feel so good.” He said.

  Bianca held on tight enjoying the way he felt inside of her love.

  “Please don’t stop.” She was now begging him.

  Greg slowed his pace while unhooking her bra. She lowered her arms to allow it to fall and hit the floor. He continued to move in and out of her while he took her nipples in his mouth one at a time. He was sucking and licking on them so good they both became erect. The sensation was making her throb and constrict around him while he was inside of her.

  Greg started to feel the waves go through his body and he did not want to plateau yet. He let Bianca down gently and bent her over one of the bar stools. He lifted her skirt up around her waist and entered her from behind.

  “Yes. Fuck this pussy you nasty bitch!”

  Greg grabbed her waist and went deep inside of her. Bianca held on to the bar stool and pushed back to match his thrusts allowing him to reach her G spot. She kept going until she exploded again. Greg caught her as her knees buckled and picked her legs up and wrapped them backward around his waist. Bianca put her hands flat on the stool to maintain her balance. Greg continued and felt the tingle in his toes which meant he was almost to his climax. After a few more moments he had reached the point of no return, and then he erupted.

  Greg let her legs down gently. He leaned over and planted kisses in the small of her back. Bianca moaned and her body jerked every time he kissed her back.

  “So, are we truly done or can I be your VIP client?” He asked softly.

  “You just can’t take no for an answer can you?”

  “It doesn’t look like you put up a very big fight.” He retorted.

  Bianca giggled a little as she straightened up and pulled her skirt down.

  “All jokes aside Bianca. I love you and when I received your message saying you were no longer going to be a Dominatrix I was devastated. Because for me it wasn’t like just finding out your favorite store was closing and you could just find another one. For me, that meant I was losing the woman I have grown to love.”

  Bianca was floored and did not know what to say. She knew she also felt something for Ira, who she now knew was Greg, but she could not do anything with those feelings. Besides, she was married. And although Edward was not as adventurous as she would have liked him to be, she was happy in her marriage.

  “I’m not asking you to run away with me. But I am saying I don’t want to lose you. I can’t see my life without you.” Greg proclaimed.

  No one had ever said anything like that to her before.

  “So, what does that look like for us? If I agreed to still see you.” Bianca asked as she gathered her clothes and started to get dressed.

  “We can figure that out as we go along.” He answered.

  He reached inside of his pants and pulled out an envelope. He set it on the island next to the bouquet of roses and got dressed. He walked over to Bianca and grabbed the side of her face.

  “You are absolutely beautiful. I know the ball is in your court. Just promise me you will give it some thought.”

  He kissed her softly on the lips and she almost ripped her clothes off again. It literally took her breath away. Greg grabbed his suit jacket and walked out of the kitchen. A few moments later she heard the front door open and close.

  She stood there with her mind racing. She could still smell his cologne. While she was reflecting on what had just transpired she grabbed the envelope he had placed on the island. She knew it was probably just the $500 fee she charged. But she was shocked when she saw what was inside. She counted the wad of hundreds and there was $10,000 with a note that read:

  To the most beautiful woman I know. You are more than just Mistress Diane to me. This is not a fee but just a small token to show you I love you. No amount of money can equate to your value, but I want you to know that I care for you. You deserve this and much more. I hope to hear from you soon.

  Greg

  Beep beep…beep beep…beep beep. Andrea’s alarm goes off.

  “Whoo! Saved by the bell.” Bianca said jokingly.

  “Ok. Well, that is a lot for you to take in I am sure.” Andrea said as she turned the recorder off.

  “You can say that again.”

  “Well, I think it was admirable of you to take the leap and discontinue your Dominatrix business. Especially knowing it is something that you desire so intensely.”

  Andrea praised Bianca to ensure she was providing positive reinforcement, and not focusing on the seemingly negative actions that occurred with Greg.

  “Thank you, Ms. Charles. Now I just need to make a decision with Greg.”

  “You will. Just make sure when you make the decision you are considering everything and EVERYONE.” Andrea urged.

  “I will. Well, I have to run. You have a great vacation and I will see you when you get back.” Bianca said as she stood and drank the last of her orange juice.

  Andrea followed Bianca out to the waiting area. Denise stood up from her desk and walked around holding a huge bouquet of red roses.

  “Awww. You can put those in my office on my desk.” Andrea said thinking the bouquet was from Brian. He was so sweet and liked to randomly send her flowers, lunch, and other little thinking of you gifts to her office.

  “Ms. Curtis, these came for you while you were in your session.” Denise said and winked at Andrea on the sly.

  “Were they delivered by a company or did someone bring them?” Bianca asked.

  “They were dropped off by a tall handsome man. He was wearing a suit, had jet black hair, and had blue-green eyes. And he smelled amazing.”

  Just then, Bianca’s phone beeped. She pulled the phone out of her purse and read the text message on the screen from Ira.

  I just wanted to brighten your day since you said you had to go for therapy today. Love you.

  Bianca smiled and took the flowers from Denise.

  “This decision is going to be harder than I thought.” Bianca said to Andrea as she left the office.

  “I am guessing those were not from her husband.” Denise said.

  “Stop being messy. I’m going to clean my office and then get out of here. You can head out early as well if you want.” Andrea said as she headed back into her office and closed the door.

  “YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME!” Denise shouted through the intercom.

  Andrea could not help but laugh.

  Role Play

  The day was finally here! Andrea was so excited. She had literally packed up her things, double checked, and tripled checked again just to make sure she had everything she needed. When it was all said and done, she had three suitcases and a carry-on bag. She knew she was going to have to pay for the extra bags but there was nothing she could eliminate. Everything she packed was a necessity. She and Brian were going to be gone for a week and she had to make sure she had two or three outfits for each day so she could be prepared for whatever they may do in Jamaica.

  “Girl, yes! I have my toothbrush.” Andrea said to Rosalyn who was on the phone.

  She had been asking or reminding her for the last two days of things she needed to make sure she packed like she was her mother.

  “OK. OK. I’m just so excited for you! I think this trip is going to be more than what you think.”

  “Even if it isn’t, I am just happy that Brian thought enough of me to want to take me on a trip like this.”
Andrea said.

  Andrea’s line beeped. “Hold on girl. Someone is calling.” Andrea clicked over.

  “May I speak to Ms. Charles?”

  “This is she.” Andrea responded wondering who was calling her.

  “Your car is waiting for you in front of your residence. Mr. Hurston requested you be picked up. Will you need assistance with your luggage?” The male asked on the other end of the phone.

  “Thank you. Yes, I will”

  “We will have the driver come to assist you.”

  “Thank you.”

  Andrea clicked back over to Rosalyn. “Girl! Brian sent a car to pick me up!”

  “Are you serious?! Does he have a brother…cousin…uncle…hell, a nephew at this point.”

  “You are a mess. I love you, and I’ll let you know when we make it safe.”

  Andrea arrived at Hartsfield-Jackson airport riding in a black Lincoln stretch limousine. The driver had loaded all her bags into the car and would not allow her to touch anything but her purse. There was a fully stocked minibar that she made herself a Gimlet to enjoy on the way to the airport. When the driver pulled up her door was opened before the driver could get out of the vehicle.

  “Hello, beautiful. I’m glad you made it safe.” Brian said as he reached out to grab her hand.

  “Hi, baby! Thank you so much for this! You are spoiling me, and we have not even left yet.”

  “I don’t want you worrying about a thing for the next week. Anything you need or want, let me know.”

  The driver was busy unloading Andrea’s bags onto a luggage cart that had Brian’s bags on it as well.

  “It looks’ like we are moving instead of going on vacation.” Andrea said jokingly.

  “Seventy percent of that luggage is yours. You do know that right?” Brian said.

  “I know. But one of those bags you definitely want me to have, if you know what I mean.” Andrea said as she kissed Brian lovingly.

  Brian smiled realizing what Andrea meant by that.

  “Well, no complaints from me at all.” He said.

  After checking all their bags, Andrea and Brian grabbed something to eat from Atlanta Bread Company since it was so early in the morning. Before long they were boarding their flight to Jamaica. Andrea was excited to see what Treasure Beach had to offer. She had never heard of it before Brian brought the idea of it to her. She had only really known the more popular areas like Montego Bay, Kingston, and Negril.