His tone had changed. She didn’t have to see his face to understand completely how serious he was. “Understood.” She whispered.
His fingers touched the blindfold and then it was gone. She blinked her eyes a few times for them to adjust, noticing he had a smirk on his face. “What do you find so amusing?”
“From this point on you will address me as Sir. If you fail to do so, I will punish you as I see fit. Don’t worry, I don’t usually use punishment as punishment, but there are times where I will not hesitate to do so. Tonight you will be allowed to ask as many questions as you wish, as long as you remember to address me properly. Again if you fail to do so, that privilege will be taken away. When you wake up tomorrow, you will not have that privilege. From that point on, after each scene is over, we will thoroughly discuss anything you wish. Are you with me so far?”
“Yes.”
He didn’t say anything as he turned and got out of the car. He quickly opened her door like a perfect gentleman. Somehow she knew he was about to be far from that.
“Shall we?” He smiled at her and then gestured for her to take his arm that she hadn’t even noticed he held out for her.
She raised her hand looking at his arm and then she realized that her fingers were trembling. Visibly shaking. She took another breath of air before she took his arm as he led her in to his house. She didn’t take note of the surroundings. She just kept following him with her eyes concentrating on watching her feet take on step at a time.
Walking up the stairs she noted they were covered in dark mahogany hardwood flooring. They stopped and she looked up as he opened a door and led her inside. Again she cared nothing of the room. She now stared at him.
“No matter what happens from here, do you trust that I will not hurt you?”
She didn’t know why, but she did. “Yes.”
He smirked, and then his hands were on her arms turning her around. She heard the zipper on the back of her dress sliding and then his knuckles caressed her back as he slowly moved the zipper further down.
The spaghetti straps were loose now and sliding down her shoulders. On instinct she crossed her arms holding it to her chest and preventing it from going down further. She heard him growl quietly. Then just as she felt his fingers on her back, she felt her bra go loose.
“Don’t move.” He warned her in a deep tone. The warm caress of his hands moving up her legs stirred her insides and she quivered. The moment his hands reached the hem of her dress her eyes closed. His fingers reached her buttocks, causing her to now regret wearing a thong and with a slight tug on each side the fabric, he slowly slid the smooth fabric down her legs.
“Let go of your dress, Bailey.” His breath sent a trail of goose bumps over her skin and as if she was in some kind of trance the dress was gone. She stood with her back towards him with every ounce of clothing she had on around her feet.
“Open your eyes, Bailey.” She opened them and didn’t know when, but he had moved in front of her. His hands gripped her wrists keeping her from moving her hands up to cover herself. She knew what she was here for, but somehow she felt as though her world was about to come crumbling down.
She stared back into his eyes and although she knew he would not hurt her, she couldn’t help but to be nervous, scared, suddenly extremely hot, it felt as someone was sitting on her chest and completely pressing the air from her lungs.
Chapter Five
The feeling of coolness blessing her cheeks and forehead brought her back from the darkness that enveloped her entire body like a warm blanket. Despite her eyes feeling like they weighed more than she did, they fluttered open and she glimpsed at the angel staring back at her. The bright little flickers surrounding him and the softness of his appearance gave her comfort.
“I guess we found another thing we need to work on.” He smiled at her like he was waiting for her to speak something back at him, but her mind didn’t want to work. She stared blankly back at him. “Here.” He moved slipping an arm under her then he sat her up slowly putting a glass to her mouth. “Sip.”
She opened her mouth keeping her eyes locked with his. Cool water flowed into her mouth and she swallowed. She remembered everything now. She was standing there getting stripped of clothing and then everything went black right after she felt the worst case of nausea she had ever felt.
“What happened?” I know I passed out but why?
“Well, it appears you have a problem breathing while nervous. Something we will have to work on. I hadn’t noticed you not breathing and I should have. It won’t happen again.”
She watched and realized he was blaming himself. Why would he do that? After all it was her fault she was ignorant about all of this that caused her to hold her breath. Ok, so that wasn’t exactly true either. If his fingers wouldn’t have done the things to her body it was doing, then she wouldn’t have forgotten about her need to breath.
“I didn’t know I had that habit.” She took another sip of the water, turning her head trying to hide her face.
“Most people don’t know they have bad habits. Especially bad when it renders you unconscious.” Again he chuckled which sent a streak of irritation through her body. How could someone think passing out from lack of oxygen was funny?
“I’m fine now.” She said it showing her irritation.
“Well, now that isn’t something I was expecting.” He squinted his eyes at her as if he was trying to get a read on her.
“What?” Again she was short with him.
“Attitude. You had been so timid I didn’t think you had any attitude in your body. To tell you the truth, I’m still not sure. But this little show of yours is making me question it. That is something I don’t like to do. Should make to an interesting week.”
“We’ll see.” She didn’t know where this new attitude of hers was coming from but she almost liked the look of shock on his face.
“Well since your fine, let’s begin again.” Then his mouth was on hers pressing her mouth open not letting her have the option of anything else.
She liked the power she felt coming from him as he took what he wanted. Just as quick as he mouth had claimed her mouth, he pulled his head back. “Lie down, close your eyes.” She looked at him before closing her eyes and laying back. “If you open your eyes, I will blindfold you. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I understand.” She was lost. What was it he wanted her to say?
“Are you sure that’s it?”
“Yes. I understand completely. If I open my eyes, you will blindfold me.”
“Ok. Now turn over on your stomach.”
She slowly turned over keeping her head angled towards the right and flat against the pillow. For some reason she wasn’t nervous. She felt comfortable. But then Rachel had warned her that there would be trying times and to breathe through them and just try to feel them.
She felt the bed shift which caused a surge of butterflies to appear in her stomach. His hand caressed her shoulder then slowing began to slide lower. It was then in that moment she remembered she didn’t have a stitch of clothing on. The ball of butterflies turned to a sickening, nauseous feeling.
“Breathe Bailey.” He whispered against her ear. The warmth of his breath only made it more difficult for her to breathe. “Bailey breathe!” This time his words were sharper and she took a breath. “Good. For the next ten minutes I want you to concentrate on breathing only. That’s it.”
The bed shifted again and she opened her eyes as she knew he was leaving. But he stood at the side of the bed looking at her. He only shook his head. “Don’t move.” He ordered and then he walked away from the bed.
Just as quick as he was out of her sight he was back. He stood beside the bed looking at her in the eyes. He ran a black strip of material through his hands. She took a deep breath and realized she had opened her eyes. She felt disappointment settle in. She wasn’t disappointed at him but at herself. He had given her a fairl
y simple task and she failed.
“What did I tell you not to do?”
“Open my eyes.”
“Good. You will wear this until I say otherwise. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I will wear it until you tell me otherwise.”
“I’m going to enjoy this.” He came towards her and slowly slid the piece of material from her ankle, up her thigh slowly. She gasped when the material slid over her buttocks. Slowly he kept his pace moving up her back. The coolness of it caused goose bumps to appear and she shuddered.
“Close your eyes.” He ordered. She quickly did as she was told and just as before it covered her eyes. She wasn’t prepared for what came next. The heat of his lips kissing her neck sent thrills surging through her body. She closed her legs tightly feeling the wetness explode between her legs.
“I didn’t tell you to move. Open your legs back up.”
She opened her legs again as they were before.
“Open them further. This time until I tell you to stop.” She began opening her legs and just when she didn’t think she could open them any further, “Enough.” He ordered.
He then commenced to continuing his kissing. She moaned out loud when his teeth nipped the tender skin of her shoulder then kissed over his nip again. She felt his tongue lick down her spine stopping at the small of her back.
The bed shifted on each side of her and then she felt his weight on her. She could tell that he now sat on her with his back towards her head. His hands began rubbing her ass. Again she gasped. His chuckle stirred her more.
Suddenly his hands left her skin causing her to sigh missing them already. A whack filled the air as his hand landed on her ass. The sting and burn combined with the surprise from it not only brought tears to her eyes but brought out the attitude in her to.
“What the hell was that for?”
“I didn’t give you permission to talk yet and if you don’t know what it was for then we might be at this for a while.”
Slap. He brought his hand slamming down again. This time he didn’t give her time to react verbally as he continued. Slap after slap she struggled to get out from underneath him. Tears flowed down out from under the now wet blindfold.
“Stop it! This isn’t what I signed up for!”
“Oh you don’t know what you signed up for, and this is only the beginning.” His hand smoothed over her ass and the burn went from burn to yearn as he caressed her. “Anytime you can tell me what you did, we can stop.” And with that, again he slapped her on the ass.
“I don’t understand what I did.” She cried out, yelling with the next slap.
“You do know what you did, what was the first rule I told you?”
Then it hit her at the exact same time his hand landed another blow. When his hand began to smooth the burn away she broke. Crying hysterically she answered the question she had.
“I have been talking to you without referring to you as, Sir.” She began to hiccup with her cries.
“Will you do it again?”
She hiccupped through her answer. “No, Sir. I will always address you as, Sir.”
“Good girl.” His hands and finger’s dug deeper into her flesh. His fingers trailed to the silky slit between her legs. He moved his fingers down and over her clit and her body betrayed her and acted on it. She pushed back against his fingers longing for more. “You might not understand it now, as most don’t their first time, but you liked it didn’t you?”
She stayed quiet for a moment and that’s when it hit her. As hard as his slaps had been, she was indeed aroused. More aroused than she had been earlier. “Yes, Sir.” She was embarrassed to answer his question.
“Good. I’m glad you decided to be honest because your body tells all. What do you want right now?”
“I’m sorry, Sir, I don’t understand.”
“What is your body telling you?”
“That it needs your touch only something more.” Her hiccups were turning into cries of passion.
“You have been very good Bailey and good girls have good things happen to them. Are you ready for that good thing now?”
“Yes, Sir.” She moaned. She couldn’t believe how desperate her body felt.
“Good. Turn over.” He moved off of her body and just as quick as she rolled over, he was back on her. His mouth sucking her breast, his teeth nipping at her nipples. She cried out wanting more. The burning and building in her body was more torture to her than anything she had ever felt before.
He flicked her clit hard before rubbing fast in circles bringing her to a place she never knew existed before. “This is your reward. Feel it. Take it. And know that there is a lot more of it. This is only the beginning, Angel.” The second she heard his sweet new nickname it was there. She took a gasp for air then tightened, jerking through her first explosive orgasm.
With his other hand he reached up to her nipple, squeezing it until he felt the last tremor of her body. “How do you feel now?”
“Free.”
He chuckled. “You’re nowhere near free yet, but soon you will be.” Pull your knees up. With assistance of his hands she positioned her legs the way he wanted.
“Sir, ummm I don’t like this position, Sir.” She felt embarrassed.
“What is it about this position you don’t feel comfortable with?”
“Being really exposed Sir.” She thought of how she must look. Everything exposed and open for his viewing. Up close and personal.
“Hmm. Something we will need to work on. Bailey how do you feel about yourself. When you look in the mirror what do you see?”
“Yesterday, the ugly duckling, Sir. Today, earlier the swan. Tomorrow, the ugly duckling.”
“What is different from yesterday to today and then why would today be different from tomorrow?”
“Yesterday, Sir, I was plain. Invisible and never noticed. Today, my friend gave me a makeover and I felt wonderful. Tomorrow I will be left to do this on my own and I don’t know if I can do that or not.”
“I saw you yesterday. And I see you today. I still see a beautiful woman inside and out. Tomorrow we will work on your confidence but tonight we have a much bigger issue to take care of.” His mouth came down on her neck. He stretched his body out along the length of her body. That’s when she felt his sex press against her. The length and girth scared her. She didn’t know how it was ever going to fit where she knew he was going to put it.
His mouth and tongue trailed down her body. When she realized where he was headed she resisted. “Sir, you can’t do that.”
He raised his head, arching his brow, “Why?”
“Because, I don’t know why….it just doesn’t seem right.”
“I doubt you’ll feel that way in a few minutes.” And with that his mouth claimed her. He circled her clit with her tongue. She cried out and bucked her hips.
“Stay still. Don’t move.” He barked.
“How am I supposed to stay still? Everything is so… sensitive Sir.”
“Good. Then I’m doing my job. But if you don’t stay still you’ll learn the difference between erotic spankings, discipline, and punishment.”
He flicked over and over her clit sucking it in his mouth, turning her brain to mush. While he teased and sucked her clit, he used a finger to test her entrance. Circling around it. “Hmmm, you taste so good Bailey.” He slid one finger in her and she stiffened waiting for the pain in the horror stories she had heard. When she didn’t feel any pain she went with it. Relaxing her body to observe the new delightful feeling.
A pressure began building inside of her just as it had before and she knew without a doubt what was coming.
“This time you will not come. Do you understand?”
“What? I don’t understand.”
“The next time you come, I will be inside you.”
Then she understood exactly what he was saying. Her breathing became panicked. Her heart began to pound against he
r chest. Just when she thought she would burst, his touch left her. Leaving her hanging in a delicate balance she didn’t quite understand yet.
“Anticipation can be your friend if you allow it.” She didn’t feel his body touching hers but it didn’t matter to her now. The hot breath against her ear was enough.
“Tonight will be easy for you. Tomorrow will be a lot harder. First we need to get the part that you are dreading out of the way.”
If tonight was going to be easy, she didn’t want to think about tomorrow. And she didn’t have time to think about it either. The sound of his zipper sliding down followed by the clunk of his shoes and a tearing of a wrapper was just what she needed to not think about what tomorrow had in store for her.
Before she could have another thought, her mind went blank as the bed shifted again. His weight lowered down on top of her. And before she could think another thought he had her legs pushing them up. His erection teased her entrance that was all but begging for his attention.
She took a deep breath growing anxious but hitched as he quickly thrust inside of her ripping away any reminence of her virginity with him.
“Ah….” She cried out feeling the tearing and the stretching she didn’t believe was even possible. He held still while she grew accustomed to his girth.
“Stay relaxed and breathe.” He spoke softly against her ear.
“Yes, Sir.” She had to will her body to answer.
His mouth latched on to her nipple, sucking and teasing while his cock stayed perfectly still.
She felt her body slowly relaxing, and then be began moving. Slow… In and out of her until he felt her relaxed enough to pick up the pace. Her hips began matching him, thrust for thrust.
He let out a growl. “You’re so damn tight.” His pace increased. She continued to move with him wanting more.
Bailey arched her back begging for more. Quickly he picked up on her body language giving her what she wanted. She winced as the next thrust was even deeper. She wanted to touch him. She wanted to taste him in this moment, but she didn’t want to ask for him to release her hands because she didn’t want his movements to stop.
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