Anchor Line

by Dawne Walters

  “Remember when I asked you what your most erotic wish would be?”

  “Yes.” She looked at him cautiously.

  “And what was it?”

  She didn’t answer right away but her the flush in her cheeks gave her away immediately.

  “It was… It was to be with you and another man.”

  “That’s what I’d like to do tonight.”

  “Oh… Okay. Here in the hotel?”

  “No. There is a BDSM club two buildings down in the basement of another business. We’ll go there and do this. But I want you to be sure Abby that this is what you want. Because once we start, there’s only two ways to finish.”

  “You mean to safe word or to go through with it.”

  “Yes. If it gets to be too much and you can’t handle it you need to Safe word Addie.” Conrad explained. “I need you to come up with a safe word that will completely stop a scene.”

  “Parachute. That’s my safe word.” Addie answered.

  “And another to tell me that you’re okay when I ask you.”

  “Jump master.”

  “Remember those. Parachute stops everything completely. Nothing moves on from there after you say that word. When I ask you how you are, if you’re okay, your answer is jump master. Do you understand?” Conrad asked.

  “Yes. I understand.” Addie answered.

  Conrad stood before her and pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. Then he told her that she could bring her purse if she wanted to but it wasn’t needed, then took her hand and led her out of the hotel room down the hallway to the elevators and out to the front door. They made a right from the hotel and two buildings down and walked into a vast lobby of white marble walls and black and white marble floors were they made a left and walked up to a desk where two men in gray suits with white shirts and black ties met them.

  The taller of the two men approached Conrad shaking his hand, his English laden with the heavy Italian accent. “Conrad, it’s nice to see you again my man.”

  “It’s good to see you to Giuseppe, how’s business?” Conrad asked smiling shaking the man’s hand.

  “It’s good, it’s good. You all set for tonight?” Giuseppe asked.

  “I do believe I am, thank you. This is Miss Abby Marshall.” Conrad introduced her to Giuseppe and shook his extended hand.

  “Then you’re all set. Have a good evening. Giuseppe said to Conrad and winked at Addy, pushing a button the doors to the elevator in front of them opened and they walked in.

  Addie was quiet as the elevator took them down what seemed like two floors and then dinged as the doors opened into a red lit area. Everything around the room was white marble, white seating, white flooring, white walls, all lit with red lighting. Several people milled around in normal dress clothes drinking and smoking, even some dancing on the dance floor to the left of Addie and Conrad.

  Conrad took Addie’s hand and led her off to the right pass the bar where there was another door that led them to a long hallway with several doors. Stopping in front of door number seven, Conrad looked to Addie as if he were quietly asking her to change her mind. When Addie didn’t respond Conrad pulled the pass key out of his pocket slipped it in the door, waited for the light to turn green and pulled out the card and opened the door just a crack. Then he shot out his arm reaching across to the doorjamb stopping Addie.

  “We go in here, you are my sub. I am your master. There is no questioning, there is no defiance, and there is no back talk. You remember your safe word?”

  Yes sir.” Addie answered.

  “’At the end of the bed is a small white sheepskin rug. I want you to go in the room, I want to take all of your clothes off and put them in the chair in the corner and then I want you in your submissive pose on the rug facing the wall away from the bed. You have five minutes from the time I close this door.” Conrad explained.

  Conrad moved his arm and Addie walked into the room and heard the door close quietly behind her. Looking around, it was done in warm tans and browns. The bed was a four poster with a dark chocolate colored comforter on it. There was a chair next to the door that was covered in brown and burgundy brocade fabric and looked like it could fit two. On the far wall was a St. Andrew’s cross and across from the bed was a tall dresser. Looking at the foot of the bed there was indeed a white sheepskin rug. Walking over to the chair Addie took off her clothes and folded them and set them on the arm of the chair with her flats on the floor. Then she walked over to the whites sheepskin rug kneeling on it straightened her back, bent her head down and put her hands behind her back.

  She waited for what seemed like an eternity until the door opened and from what she could see in her peripheral vision was just Conrad. He walked over to the dresser in front of her leaving the door partially open to drawer and close it. Then he turned around and kneeled in front of her.

  “What’s your safe word?”

  “Parachute.”

  “You better learn how to address your master started right fucking now.” Conrad said gruffly. “Now what’s your safe word sub?”

  “Its parachute… Master.” Addie answered, her voice shaking a little.

  “That’s better. Now what’s your other word when I ask you how you’re doing?”

  “Jump master, Master.”

  “Good girl. I’m going to blindfold you at the request of the other Dominant. You don’t know him, so don’t get your head all wrapped around it. It’s not anybody you know.” Then Conrad wrapped the long strip of fabric over Addie’s eyes and tied it at the back of her head. “Can you see anything?”

  “No master I can’t see anything.”

  “Good girl. Now stand up.”

  Addie stood up shaking like a leaf, her head still bowed and her arms so behind her. She felt Conrad take each of her arms and attach what was probably a cuff around each wrist. Then she heard the distinct sound of a chain from above her and her heart started beating wildly.

  “I’m going to pull your arms up, but not all the way so that you’re stretched out. I don’t want you passing out on me so don’t worry this is your first time.” Conrad offered in a gentle voice.

  Realizing now that losing one of your senses it’s amazing how your sense of touch and hearing pickup for the loss of your eyesight. Addie was trying to control her breathing, she could still feel Conrad near her. She wasn’t sure she liked being on display for another man after all. For Conrad it was one thing, but somebody she didn’t even know, she felt self-conscious. Bad time to feel self-conscious about what she was about to do she thought to herself. But this is what she wanted and she would go through with it. What does it say about Conrad that he wanted to let her do this? What did it say about her that she wanted to do this? So many questions started filling her brain that she missed the door being opened and closed, but she felt another presence in the room.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  “Conrad, where have you been hiding her?”

  This man had a deep voice, not like James Earl Jones deep, but it was pleasant as she thought to herself.

  “This was her idea.” Was all Conrad said. Which gave Addie the impression that he didn’t want her to do this.

  “She is a fine specimen of woman.” He said. “May I touch her?”

  “Go ahead.”

  “Her safe word?”

  “Parachute.” Conrad answered.

  “And to make sure she’s okay?” The man asked again.

  “Jump master.”

  There was a chuckle that came from the man this time as he circled Addie, admiring her. “I should have known you’d give her such a word.”

  “Not mine, hers.” Conrad sounded nonchalant almost bored even.

  “Her limits?” The man asked again.

  “You can touch her, you can taste her, I’d be willing to bet she’d let you fuck her… but you don’t come inside of her without protection”. Conrad said with authority.

  “Shall we ask her?”

  “Go righ
t ahead.”

  “So my little morsel, would you be willing to let me touch you?”

  “Yes, yes sir.” Addie stumbled on her three simple three letter words.

  “What about to taste your naked little cunt?” He asked.

  “Yes sir.” Addie answered.

  “And would you like me to fuck you?” He spoke softly into her left ear.

  “If it would please my master, I would let you fuck me sir.” Addie’s flesh turned into goose bumps from his breath as he whispered in her ear.

  “You have her trained well Conrad.” The man said sliding his finger from her chin down her throat and her chest between her breasts and over to her left nipple where he traced the areola and flicked to the nipple with his finger.

  “She is a defiant one. But she had Mistress Sheila from the Messo teach her as well, so she knows a thing or two about being a proper sub.” Conrad answered.

  “Hmmm. Which do you like better? Little morsel or pet?” The man asked Addie again speaking softly in her ear.

  “Whatever… Whatever pleases Sir.” Addie whispered.

  “Then we’ll call you pet. It seems to fit in this world.” The man chuckled.

  Addie heard his footsteps on the carpet walk just a few steps to the dresser in front of her and heard the sliding of the drawer open and close. Then she heard the whack of what could only be flogger against the man’s pant leg. Her skin tingled everywhere in anticipation of how she knew the flogger would feel on her skin. It was one of Mistress Sheila’s favorite implements and it quickly became Addie’s favorite as well. She could hear him walk around her and every now and then he would let the ends of the flogger touch her skin as a tease.

  WHACK!

  The first hit wrapped around her hip opposite of where he was standing. Her mouth opened but she said nothing. The flogger hit her skin again on the thigh opposite of where he hit her before and again she said nothing. She became aware that the man stood opposite of where the flogger would hit her. So now she was prepared when he was standing in front of her that her back or her ass would get hit. Instead, he slapped her pussy and it was then that she cried out.

  “Oh, there it is.” The man said. “That’s what I’m looking for. Mistress Sheila taught you to like the flogger. But I’ll bet she never hit you there did she?”

  “No Sir, she didn’t.” Addie answered.

  Then suddenly Addie felt a piece of leather slide up her chin to her lips where it rested.

  “Kiss it.” Conrad demanded.

  Addie kissed the crop and as soon as she did it disappeared. She could hear Conrad and his friend circling her but which one was which she didn’t know. So when the first strike of the crop smacked her right ass cheek she scooted forward on her toes and realized her mistake.

  A hand grabbed at her hair at the base of her neck and pulled back. “You’ve just earned yourself a punishment for moving.” Conrad growled in her ear. “Ten swats each, you will count them off. Understand sub?”

  “Yes master.” She winced as he pulled her hair back and then let go.

  The first slap of the crop hit her left butt cheek and she called off one. The next slap of the crop hit the top of her right butt cheek and she called off two. This was the way it went until she reached ten and on the tenth, Conrad slid the crop between her legs as he stood in front of her.

  “Tell me Addie, when did this stop becoming a punishment for you?”

  Addie could feel the crop sliding around the wetness between her legs. In all honesty, she was so hyped from the flogger that the marks of her ass made her envision Conrad sliding his tongue over each red mark that the crop had made like he’d done a few times before. Not knowing how to tell him that, and afraid that he wouldn’t continue she made up a number.

  “Five Master.” She whispered heavily.

  “Do you think you should be rewarded?” Conrad asked.

  “If Master thinks I should, yes.” She answered.

  Conrad got closer to her, she could feel his naked chest touch hers. When did he take off his shirt? One hand slid into her hair, gripping tightly and he pulled gently so that her face was pointed up toward the ceiling. She could feel his tongue slid down her jawline to her ear.

  “Your orgasms belong to me Addie!” Conrad exclaimed quietly so that only she could hear him. “They are mine to give you and mine to receive as a gift of your compliance. Do you understand?”

  “Yes Master.” She whispered just as quietly.

  “You come for him when I say you can come for him.” Conrad let her hair go and stepped back.

  Addie felt the crop leave from between her legs only to feel the tap of the leather on her lips as hands slid up her calves and thighs. She could feel the warm breath of either Conrad or the other man in the room other bare pussy. The tip of the crop smelled of leather and her juices as it slid across her lips.

  “Open.” Conrad instructed.

  Addie complied, opening her mouth and her legs were pushed open wide as well.

  “Suck.” He instructed again.

  This time, as Addie wrapped her lips and began to suck on the crop, she felt a mouth engulf her pussy. There was no tentative tongue lick, no kiss to her thighs. It was an open mouth that covered her opening and then a rough tongue slid its way inside of her. All tension that was in her frame eased the moment that happened and she moaned as her tongue slid over the leather crop tip in her mouth. Then it was pulled out of her mouth and she heard it fall to the floor.

  Conrad was behind Addie the instant his friend Rick was on her. Once Conrad said ‘suck’, Rick knew that was his clue to go in. What Conrad didn’t tell him was that he was going to control all of Addie’s orgasms. He was a selfish bastard with Addie. And if this was what she wanted, then he’d give it to her, but it WOULD NOT ever happen again. He’d share her with no one! Period.

  “Do you like what he does to you Addie?” Conrad whispered in her ear.

  “Yes… Yes master I do.” Addie’s words come out tortured.

  Conrad didn’t touch Addie as he watched Rick gorge himself where Conrad had before many times. After a few minutes Rick came up for air and slid two fingers into Addie slowly moving them in and out making sure to touch that sensitive bundle of nerves that would set her off.

  “Delicious isn’t she?” Conrad asked.

  “Holy fuck, yes she is.”

  “Like diabetes.” Conrad stepped closer to Addie. “I always said that if I got diabetes, it would be from Addie’s pussy.” Conrad kissed Addie’s shoulder. “Do you want to come? Do you want to come all over his face or by his hand?”

  “His… Face.” Addie moaned moving her hips to the motion of Rick’s fingers.

  “With pleasure darlin’.”

  Addie felt Conrad’s hands slide up her ribs and up to her breasts his fingers pinching her nipples as the mouth and her pussy sucked hard on her click and then his tongue would slide into her. The sensation of her nipples being pinched and the tongue in her pussy and then sliding over her clit, Addie exploded, crying out as her orgasm hit. Conrad watched as Rick pulled back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The evidence of Addie’s orgasm all over the man’s chest.

  “You’re right Conrad, definitely get diabetes from this sweet pussy.” Rick chuckled.

  Conrad stepped back and over to the dresser pulling one of the drawers open he found the size plug he needed and grabbed lube from the top of the dresser closing the drawer with his elbow. Rick walked over to the wall loosening the chain so that Addie’s arms would drop-down, he made his way back over to catch Addie and massage her arms making sure that she was okay. He disconnected the chain but kept the cuffs on each of her wrists. Conrad looked at Rick who nodded at him.

  “I want you to get on your hands and knees pet.” Rick said. “I’ve heard how good you can suck a cock, let’s see if that’s true.” He made sure first that Addie was on her hands and knees without any problems. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them completel
y off and throwing them onto the bed. Standing before Addie stroking his cock he let the tip rest on her lips as Conrad kneeled behind her.

  “Open.” Rick said in a commanding voice. “I want you to take as much as you can.”

  As Addie’s mouth opened Rick started a slow glide in as Addie worked his cock with her tongue. He groaned, sliding his hands into her hair so that it wouldn’t get into her way and so that he could see her lips around his cock. Slowly in and out he worked his cock into her mouth, she would suck hard as he pulled out and she would tell him as he pushed in.

  Conrad uncapped the lube and covered the plug that he held in one hand then he leaned in sliding one of Addie’s butt cheeks to the side and leaned in and tongued her ass. He swirled his tongue around her puckered hole and then down to her pussy. As he leaned back up he heard Addy moaned at the loss of his mouth. Sliding two fingers into her he slid her juices up over her ass then picked up the lube and squirted more on her hole. Tossing the tube onto the bed Conrad slid the plug around and around the tender nerves of her ass and started to push in gently.

  “Just relax baby, you’ve done this before it’s not even the big one.” Conrad said. Then he worked the plug in and once it was seated he smacked her right butt cheek hard. Then he looked up at Rick whose eyes were closed as he was sliding his cock into Addie’s mouth.

  Rick was not nearly as big as Conrad, he was long but thin, where Conrad was a big eight inches all around. Rick’s movements were a little gentler than Conrad’s were. Addie took as much of him as she could, and when he hit the back of her throat engaging her gag reflex, again her mouth filled with saliva.

  “Relax.” Rick crooned. “I’m not going to deep throat you yet pet.”

  Conrad pulled a condom out of his pocket and slid it on. Then he slid only the tip of his cock into her pussy, teasing her as he moved in and out. He felt her push back against him even though she was sucking Rick’s cock. But he continued to tease her for a few moments more.

  “You want me inside you? Is that what you want? You want me to fuck this cunt while you suck Rick off?” Conrad grabbed her hips roughly as Addie moaned and pushed back against him.