by P Nelson
Shifting up, Flynn stared down at her bare pussy and licked his lips. Using both his hands, he reached down and parted her folds to his gaze. “Fucking gorgeous, your clit is out and ready for me. Do you want me to lick and suck your clit, little girl?”
“God, yes, Master, please eat my pussy. I want to feel your mouth all over me.” Calla’s words came out in a rush, and they made her feel sexy and dirty all at the same time. With her legs open wide and her pussy on display Calla knew she should feel defenseless. The look of adoration on Flynn’s face as he licked his lips made her feel powerful and erotic.
“Whatever my sub needs, I shall provide.” Flynn announced before dipping his head and licking her folds from the top to the bottom. Calla let all the air in her lungs out in a rush and stars swam before her eyes as he latched onto her clit and sucked hard. “Come for me, little girl.” Flynn growled, and Calla obliged.
Every muscle squeezed tight in Calla’s body and she shuddered as stars appeared before her eyes. The feeling of pleasure was so intense she almost thought it was too much as her hips bucked against Flynn’s face. The sensation of the orgasm took control of her body as it rippled through in intense waves, a body that no longer belonged to her. It belonged to her master and she let go, relaxing back into the bed.
“Again.” Flynn demanded as he set to work on her pussy again. Calla’s clit felt uncomfortable as he started to stimulate it again. It was too much pleasure after her orgasm. He inserted two fingers inside her channel and curled them to stimulate her G spot. The wail of surrender she let out sounded as if it came from another person. Using his free arm, he placed it across her lower stomach to hold her in place.
“Master it’s too much, I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.” Calla repeated over and over as she thrashed her head.
“Either say your safe word or struggle for me, girl.” Flynn lifted his lips just long enough to get the words out before diving back into the sopping mess her pussy had become. He bit down lightly on her clit and tugged. Calla screamed until the back of her throat ached as she came again so hard she felt her juices pouring out of her pussy, dragging more breath inside of her as her legs shook and her chest heaved in desperation. Her mind went blissfully still for several heartbeats unable to process the cataclysmic event.
“There’s my good girl”, Flynn praised and gave her one last lick before he positioned his stiff cock at her generously soaking entrance. Calla peered up at him with half closed eyes and lust built again at the sight of her cream down his chin. His eyes looked hard as the head of his cock paused at her entrance.
“I’m going to fill you, little girl.” Flynn moved his hands to each of her ass cheeks, lifting her from the mattress. The muscles in his arms tensed and bunched with the effort. “I want to see my come dripping down your legs.” With those words, he thrust his cock into Calla’s warm channel. He was a big man, but he had prepared her well. The orgasms he had given her made her pussy slick, and he groaned at the feel of her silken body moulding over his thick length.
Flynn held still for a minute revelling in the way her body took every inch of him. “You’re so tight, Calla, can you feel my cock pulsing inside of you?”
“Yes, Master.” Calla sounded frantic as she lay underneath him. She had performed so beautifully for him taking everything he gave her until she was feeding his dominance as no other sub had ever done. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to lose a piece of his soul to this woman.
“This is going to be hard and rough, little girl.” Flynn warned her as he pulled back and slammed back into her. He heard the satisfying sound of his balls smacking into her ass and the sound of her wet pussy sucking his cock back inside. He started a pounding rhythm that had her breasts bouncing up and down in beautiful harmony. Calla’s mouth lay wide open as she made grunting sounds. Throwing his head back, Flynn closed his eyes and concentrated on the feel of his dick claiming the woman in front of him. His balls had already gone tight and his spine tingled, but he continued his furious pace.
“Come. With. Me.” Flynn spoke each word on a thrust as he released one of her ass cheeks and used his hand to rub circles around her engorged clit. Calla’s scream and the feel of her walls clenching around his cock ignited his own release. On a roar, he once again used both hands to lift and plant her firmly on his cock while his semen shot into her body. He grunted and squeezed her flesh as he tried to bury more of his body inside of her. When the last shudder of his orgasm finished, Flynn leaned over and rested his head between Calla’s breasts as he regained control of his breathing.
Pushing himself up, Flynn slowly pulled his cock out of Calla’s well-used body. Calla looked up through half-closed eyes. He spread her legs and watched as his semen dripped out of her folds and onto the sheets. “I’m going to remember this sight for a very long time, girl. Now let’s get you washed up so I can use my crop on your sweet flesh.” He picked her up and headed for the shower.
&
“Mommies! I’m here!” Calla shouted as she let the back-door screen slam against the frame of the two-bedroom cottage where she grew up in Kitslano. The kitchen looked almost the same as it always had when she came home from school and plunked her bags down on the linoleum flooring.
“There you are, Calla.” Evie came through the door that led into the living room with a tray in her hands. “You’re late”, she said, sliding the empty tray on the table. She came closer so she was standing in front of Calla.
“I’ve been busy this morning, mom.” Calla wrapped her arms around one of her moms and squeezed her tight. “I have a full caseload at the moment.” She wasn’t entirely lying. She had a full patient list at her practice, and she was studying the intricacies of the Dom/sub relationships for her new post at The Cage. The fact that Flynn had tortured and fucked her repeatedly into the early hours of the morning might have contributed to her sleeping-in this morning. Her nipples were raw and her pussy ached from over use. She had to stop herself from grinning like an idiot when she thought of how he used the crop on her bare flesh.
Evie let go of Calla and inspected her expression. “You’ve met a man”, she announced, “and I want to hear all about it.”
“Who has met a man?” Her other mom Sarah came out of the living room and stood in the doorway. “Not our Calla? I keep trying to fix her up with nice girls.”
Looking back at her wife, Evie scowled. “You know Calla has been into men since before puberty. I thought she would never stop having a crush on the newspaper boy.”
“I’m holding out hope for a girl”, Sarah grumbled as she came into the kitchen and gave her a hug. “We love you no matter who you date”, She said as she let go. “As long as you marry a nice girl from a good family”, she chuckled.
“I’ve got chicken sandwiches for lunch.” Evie interrupted any further talk of Calla’s getting married and quelling her long-time partner with a stern look. “Why don’t you come into the living room, and you can tell us all about this new man of yours.”
Calla swallowed hard and went to the fridge because she didn’t want to discuss her arrangement with Flynn. He was only her training Dom, and he would probably find another sub after their contract ended. She knew it wouldn’t last even though last night was one of the most magical of Calla’s life and he was so tender in his aftercare. He even insisted that he drive behind her on her way home to make sure she was safe. Flynn had decreed that she take a taxi to the club from now on so he could drive her home. He was a caveman, but that’s what she was beginning to love about him.
“Anyone else want a lemonade?’ she asked with her head in the refrigerator.
“Must be serious; she’s doing that thing where she tries to hide that she likes a boy”, Sarah grumbled from behind her. “Like when she was in the seventh grade.”
“Give her a bit of space.” Evie warned, and Calla took a deep breath. Evie always managed to smooth Sarah’s rough edges. “She’ll tell us when she’s good and ready.”
Calla pulled the lemonade c
ontainer out of the fridge, got three glasses and set them on the tray Evie had put on the table. “There really isn’t much to tell. I told you about the BDSM thing, right? Well, I might have a position at an exclusive club here in town as the resident psychologist. Calla had debated for months to tell her moms about her interest in BDSM. In the end, she decided it was too important for her to keep to herself and that her moms always supported her choices. She was lucky they had only blinked a few times and made sure she was safe.
“Is he one of those Dom thingies you told us about?” Evie’s voice was interested, and Calla could tell she was trying not to sound too inquisitive.
“Of course, he is”, Sarah huffed out as she went into the living room. “She wouldn’t be trying to keep him secret if he wasn’t beating her ass.”
“Mom!” Calla cried out in shock as she followed Sarah into the room. “It’s not like that, I explained to you that everything is consensual.”
“Right. Maybe that’s just what you think.” Sarah sat down in her worn recliner and stared at Calla through narrowed eyes. “Evie and I did some research on the internet after you told us about what you were up to. And we found some very interesting stuff about coercion and abuse that happens in your so-called lifestyle. Just recently there was a porn star named something Dillon that has been outed as a man who abuses women.”
Of course, the two of them had done their own research, and of course, the controversy with Master Dillon and his ex-sub came up in their searches. What a terrible time for her to try and explain safe, sane, and consensual to her parents. Unfortunately, she had no choice but to go over everything again.
“You know the media make up their own stories, mom.” Calla sat down on the overstuffed couch and looked over the sandwiches and chips that Evie had spread out. The feeling of hunger Calla had when she first arrived had evaporated.
“We realise that people in the BDSM world face extra criticism because of the way they live their lives, Calla.” Sarah’s tone was sharp. “I think Evie and I know what it’s like to be bullied for our choices, but that girl has done a lot of interviews, and she’s very specific.”
Calla was never going to convince them there were two sides to the Master Dillon and Holly Go Lightly accusations. It was clear Sarah had made up her mind, and Evie was not contradicting her as she set the lemonade tray down and took a seat next to Calla.
“For the record, in my professional opinion, there is more to that story than what any of us read about.” Calla leaned forward and poured herself a glass of lemonade before sitting back. “Yes, I have a training Dom who is guiding me through the lifestyle for the next thirty days. It’s to help me get to know the club better before I take on my official duties.”
“What is this man’s name? I want to do an internet search on him”, Sarah demanded.
“Sarah!” Evie’s warned.
“I can’t give you his name.” Calla shrugged and took a drink of the cool lemonade. It was a reminder of her childhood when life was simpler. “I signed a nondisclosure agreement, and even if I hadn’t, anonymity is really important in the lifestyle. People’s lives could be ruined if it came out they were Doms or subs.”
“This is why this lifestyle”, here Sarah used air quotes probably because she knew it bugged the hell out of Calla when people used them. “It’s not transparent. People practice in secret. I think it’s more of a cult than you realise.”
“BDSM is not a cult.” Calla felt her temper rising as it always did when she couldn’t reason with Sarah. She was one of Calla’s moms, and she loved her, but no one could get under Calla’s skin the way she could. “You went on the internet, and you found one news story you didn’t like so you decided to judge an entire group of people on it. Shame on you, mom.”
“Calla!” Evie admonished playing referee, as always.
“No, I have something to say.” Turning back to Sarah, Calla shook her head at her. “If we traded places, she’d admonish me for being narrow-minded.”
“I’m not narrow-minded!” Sarah banged a fist on the chair arm.
“Yes, you’re being wilfully narrow-minded.” Calla stood up. “I seem to have lost my appetite.”
“Calla, don’t go; Sarah and I just worry over you, sweetheart. Sit down and eat with us. We hardly get to see you these days.” Evie looked heartbroken, but a glance at Sarah resolved Calla. Sarah wasn’t going to give an inch, and Calla wasn’t going to sit there for another minute and listen to their uneducated opinions.
“Maybe you could do some research and read the accounts of thousands of Doms and subs who enjoy the feeling of fulfilment they receive in the lifestyle before I come back”, she said and walked over to the kitchen without looking back. Picking up her purse and keys from the table, She left her parents’ house through the rear door. They didn’t argue very often, but it didn’t sit right that she left before resolving things. She realized they had to come to a better understanding of the lifestyle on their own before she would discuss it further with them.
&
“I heard you’ve taken on a training sub.” Flynn’s best friend Gaige said from the bench he was sitting on while he lifted a dumbbell up and down.
“Yeah, I have.” Flynn replied as he worked on the heavily weighted machine that built arm strength.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were taking on a full-time sub?” Gaige asked as he continued his reps.
“Didn’t know I needed your permission to take on a sub.” Flynn’s breath was uneven as he continued to pull back and forth.
“Don’t be a dick”, Gaige accused as he set his weight down.
Flynn ignored the other man as he concentrated on his workout or at least pretended to concentrate on what he was doing. Unfortunately, images of a naked and writhing Calla orgasming underneath and all over him kept playing in his mind. If he weren’t more careful, he’d be popping wood in his workout shorts in the middle of the gym. He let his arms pull back as he finished his reps.
“We have a contract for thirty days; that’s all.” Flynn thought about letting Calla go at the end of the month, and his mind denied ever being able to see her in another man’s arms. Already he was addicted to everything about her. The way her eyes filled with trust when she looked at him. How her skin flushed and she yelled when she came apart in his arms and especially how it made him feel when she struggled with her submission for him. His cock had gone semi-hard just thinking about it. He pushed those thoughts aside and focused on his friend. “Besides, I thought you had your own problems, or you would have shown up to support Dillon in his first public scene since Holly attacked him.”
“Shit. I know.” Gaige pushed a hand through his sweaty hair and wore a look of frustration. “I wanted to be there, but I had some business to take care of over at The Feather Flogger.”
“Business with your sub?” Flynn knew Gaige had been having problems with Jasmine for a couple of months now, but his friend hadn’t gone into details, and like a dude, he hadn’t pried. “You and your sub playing at the public clubs now?”
“One of us has been playing at the public clubs, and it’s not me.” Gaige’s voice held a note of bitterness. Flynn was surprised that Jasmine would scene with other Doms. Gaige was a well-respected and popular Dom at The Cage, he had trained many subs, and they all wanted to keep him. Jasmine had somehow gotten her claws into his friend, but Gaige had never seemed that attached to her.
“You catch her out?” Flynn asked seriously. Gaige placed his elbows on his knees and shook his head before resting his head in his hands.
“No, Gordon showed me some video footage of her getting her ass spanked by some Dom then heading into a back room with him.” Gaige’s tone became furious. “What the fuck was she thinking submitting to some fucking stranger? She knows the dangers.” Flynn sat back up again. “She’s been fucking everyone except me apparently.”
“Are you going to confront her about it?” Flynn asked as he stood up from the machine he was using and l
ooked at the kettlebells.
“I’m going around to her place tonight. She has no idea I saw the video of her cheating.” Gaige picked up the barbell he was using in his other hand. “I’m breaking my contract with her and informing the club that she’s sleeping with non-members of The Cage without disclosing her actions. She’ll have to have an extra medical before she can come back and play. Hell, I went in this morning for a full workup.” He let out a long sigh as he started curling his arm with the weight. “What the fuck was she thinking?”
“No idea, man”, Flynn replied as he chose a kettlebell.
“You going to tell me about your training sub, or am I going to have to get the goods from Dillon?” Gaige asked without looking up.
“Not much to tell. Calla is going to be The Cage’s new shrink. After what happened with Holly, I think all the old members and the new ones need a psych evaluation to make sure they’re really in the lifestyle for the right reasons”, Flynn explained.
Gaige interrupted, “And not a fucking psycho.”
“Well there’s that, too.” Flynn grunted as he tested the weight of the kettlebell. “She needed to get to know The Cage, and I’m helping her with a little first-hand knowledge.”
“Sounds like it’s a pretty intimate interview.” Gaige gave me a wicked grin.
“She already has the job. Our training contract is more about her getting to know the members of the club better”, Flynn explained. “It’s all above-board.”
“You know that Melanie is going to find out about your sub.” Gaige’s voice was mild, but the warning was there.
“We divorced years ago.” Flynn thought about his lying ex-wife, and his knuckles became white on the kettlebell handle. “She spends my alimony cheques, and she fucks who she pleases.” Just because Melanie had turned out to only pretend she was a sub so she could marry him and take his money didn’t mean that all subs were like that. Calla definitely wasn’t anything like Melanie. She was a strong woman who could look after herself and chose to submit to him. Melanie had always played the helpless card. At first, he thought that taking care of every aspect of Melanie’s life had fed his dominance, but in the end, it was all a sham. Even though his past mistake with Melanie was painful and costly, he had grown as a man and Dom from it. He knew exactly what he wanted, and he wanted Calla naked and writhing for his touch again.