by A. L Long
Lilly couldn’t believe what Dylan was telling her, but she didn’t want to make Dylan feel any worse than she already did. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. So what are you doing today?”
Dylan let Lilly know that she was just heading out for a walk. If she wanted, they could hook up later.
“Hey, Lilly, before I let you go, have you ever heard of The Castle?”
Lilly was surprised by Dylan’s question. “Dylan, how did you hear about that place?”
Dylan didn’t want to let Lilly know how she heard about it. So she kind of lied. “I overheard someone talking about it last night at the club.”
“Girlfriend, that place is all about sex, and I don’t mean the tender loving kind between two people. I’m talking about whips and bondage kind of sex. You know, the Dominant/Submissive kind.”
Dylan hung up the phone with Lilly feeling naïve. She knew what dominant and submissive meant, but she didn’t know how it related to Rade. He had been nothing but tender with her. This was way beyond anything she could digest. Grabbing her jacket, she headed out of her apartment. Instead of just a walk, she needed to run. Dylan headed towards Central Park. It was her favorite place to clear her head. She had so much to sort out, the main thing being her feelings for Rade. She felt he was keeping something from her. Even after everything he did, she still wanted him. He had a hold on her she couldn’t break free from. Deep down, she knew he was going to end up breaking her heart. Could she take a chance on him? Stopping in her tracks, she felt a pang in her heart. Not the same as when she lost Michael, but much deeper. She could never admit to herself that she was falling in love with Rade. Not yet.
*****
It was Sunday, and Dylan caught herself in the same routine from the day before. Her mind was still on Rade. When she returned to her apartment from her run, Rade was waiting for her outside her door. For a building so secure, how did he find a way to get in?
“How did you get up here without a key, Rade?” Dylan inquired.
Rade looked at Dylan as she approached him in her tight yoga pants. She looked sexy, all sweaty and unmistakably pissed off.
Adding to the fire already burning, he blurted, “I own the building, Sweetness. I have a master key.”
Dylan should have known he owned the building. He was one of the richest men in New York.
“Please stop calling me that.” Dylan pushed open her door, ready to slam it in Rade’s face, only to be stopped by his strong hand.
“Dylan, you need to listen to me.” Losing the battle with the door, Dylan turned her back to him, ignoring what he had to say. Treating him as if he wasn’t there, she opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water. Getting her attention, he grabbed her by the arm.
“Don’t touch me, Rade. I found out about your little private club. Is that what you like, Rade? Bondage, whips, causing women pain?” she snapped.
Rade was surprised by her outbreak. He looked at her and gave her what she needed, the truth. “It’s who I am, Dylan, and it isn’t like that. I didn’t want to share that part of me with you. You’re different, Dylan. Please understand, I would never expose you to that lifestyle.”
Surveying his face, she could see the candor in his eyes. She wasn’t sure what this meant to their relationship. She had to find out for herself. Her experience with the dominant/submissive lifestyle was nonexistent.
Taking the first step, she challenged him. “I want you to take me there, Rade.”
He shook his head with refusal. “Dylan, I can’t do that. Do you even know what happens there?”
Rade couldn’t allow her to see what went on. He thought it would be too much for her to take in.
“What are you so afraid of, Rade? That I’m too delicate, that I won’t be able to handle it? Well, I’ve got news for you, I am not that innocent.”
Rade knew the minute he told her, she wouldn’t let this go. “Okay, here’s the deal, before I take you there, you need to be prepared for what goes on. You’re not going there not knowing what to expect. I will train you to be my submissive. Come to my place tomorrow night at 8:00 p.m. You will need to learn trust. You will do exactly what I say or this whole thing is off.”
Seeing her nod in agreement, he stepped closer so he was only inches from her. He gently took her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers. Showing his authority, he slipped his tongue forcefully into her mouth. She needed a small taste of what was to come. He could feel her submitting to him. With all his power, he lifted his mouth from hers and whispered in her ear, “I’ll see you then. Don’t be late.” Rade left her wanting him more than ever.
Still in a daze over Rade’s kiss, Dylan stood breathless as she brushed her finger across her lips. She could still feel the slight tingle he left. Trying to decipher their conversation, she was contemplating canceling their date for tomorrow night. She should’ve thought this through a little more before agreeing. Maybe this club was way beyond her, but if she wanted to get behind his secrets, she had to do this. She thought about that word again, “trust,” and how she wanted to believe she could.
*****
The next day, Dylan thought the day would never end, even though she was on work overload. It was nearly 6:00 p.m. when she finally had enough and headed out of the office. When she got to the lobby, she was surprised to see Richard sitting on a couch reading some sports magazine. Richard spotted her immediately, placed the magazine back on the small table, and walked toward her. “Good evening, Ms. Adams. Mr. Matheson requested I take you to your apartment. He wanted to make sure you got home safely.” Dylan couldn’t believe this man. She needed to find a different way out of the building so Rade would stop providing her an escort. “Thanks, Richard.” Stepping out onto the street, she saw the Bentley parked by the curb. Richard opened the back door for her and held out his hand to assist her in the vehicle.
There was hardly any conversation between Dylan and Richard, just the customary “How was your day? Any place you want to stop before going home?” Pulling up in front of Dylan’s apartment, Richard was once again a gentleman and assisted her out of the car.
As Richard closed the door, he informed her, “Mr. Matheson wants me to wait for you until you’re ready to leave for his home. I will be in the car if you need anything before then.”
Dylan looked at Richard. She didn’t mean to get angry with him, but she had about enough. “Of course he did. Do me a favor, ask Mr. Matheson if he has a life?”
Knowing she was being rude, she apologized for her rudeness and headed to her apartment.
Just like he said, Richard was waiting in the Bentley at 8:00 p.m. Dylan knew Rade wanted her to be at his penthouse on time, but she wanted to show him he couldn’t control her. He would just have to stew until she got there.
Still having the key card to Rade’s penthouse, Dylan entered the elevator. She walked off the elevator and was greeted by the scent of fresh flowers. The flowers from before were now replaced with beautiful crystal vases filled with white roses and tiger lilies. Dylan wondered who was responsible for replacing them. As she entered the penthouse, she took off her coat and placed it on a chair. She noticed that Rade wasn’t around. Dylan was getting ready to venture towards his office when she spotted a note on the counter. Picking it up, she saw her name written elegantly on the front of the note.
Sweetness,
I only want to do what’s best for you. I’m giving you one last chance to walk away. If you decide to leave, no more will be said about the club.
If you choose to stay, you will need to obey my every instruction. For tonight you will be mine.
There is a bottle of wine in the refrigerator; I want you to pour yourself a glass. Drink only half and then take the rest to my room.
When you get to my room, I want you completely naked, kneeling on my bed with your hands in your lap. You will wait for me
When I arrive, I will have my answer. Choose wisely.
R
A prickle jetted through Dylan
’s body. As she thought to herself. “This is it. I can do this.” She drank half her glass of wine in one gulp. Taking her glass with her, she proceeded down the hall to Rade’s bedroom. When she reached his room, she could see that candles had been lit. The room looked very romantic. Maybe this isn’t going to be so bad. Placing her half emptied glass on the nightstand, Dylan began removing her clothing, just as Rade instructed in the note. Fully naked, Dylan was getting ready to finish off her wine, but remembered Rade didn’t instruct her to do so. Putting the glass down, she slowly slid onto his bed, making sure she was kneeling with her hands resting in her lap. It seemed like hours as she waited for Rade to appear, but she knew it had only been minutes. “Do you know how beautiful you look waiting for me?” Rade’s voice was soft, almost to the point of a whisper. Dylan was ready to push from her position when she saw Rade motioning with his index finger, telling her to stay put. Dylan got the hint and returned to her kneeling position.
Even though she couldn’t see what he was doing, she could hear him searching for something in his closet. He must have found what he needed, because before she knew it, he was sitting beside her on the bed. “You have been a bad girl, Sweetness. When I told you to be here at eight o’clock, I meant eight o’clock and not a minute later.” How could he have known that she was late? He must have been waiting for her the whole time, knowing exactly when she arrived. “Sorry Rade, I must have lost track of time.” Rade took his fingers and lightly brushed them down Dylan’s body, beginning at her collarbone and going to the bottom of her flat stomach.
She was beginning to feel the electricity running through her body. There was always something in the way he touched her that made her body sizzle with desire. Rade leaned over placing one hand on her cheek and the other on the back of her neck. Forcing his hand through her hair, he pulled her head back, causing her to look at him.
Looking at her intently, he gently swiped his thumb over her lips. “Do you know what it means to completely trust someone?”
Hypnotized once again by his touch, Dylan nodded. “Yes.”
“Good, I need you to trust me, Sweetness. Tell me that you trust me.”
Dylan looked into Rade’s eyes, seeing the control they held. “I trust you, Rade.”
Rade picked up the silk rope he had placed on the floor. “Lay back for me, Sweetness.” Taking Dylan’s left hand, he began wrapping the soft rope around her wrist, making sure it wasn’t too tight, and tied it to the headboard. Moving around to the other side, he took her right wrist and did the same, making sure he tied it securely to the headboard. “Is it too tight, Sweetness?”
Dylan looked at Rade and shook her head. “No, it's fine.”
Rade got up from the bed and began removing his clothing. As each piece fell to the floor, she watched as his magnificent body came into view. She would never get tired of looking at his body. Every line was perfect. His shoulders were broad and muscular. His chest and abs were absolutely breathtaking, the way they flexed with the slightest movement, showing just how masculine he was. When Rade removed his boxers, Dylan could see the hardness of his cock. The size alone was more than she would be able to fully accept. Dylan remembered the first time Rade had taken her and how full she felt with him inside her. She wasn’t sure her body would ever be able to take him completely.
Lowering his body between her legs, Rade took his hand and slipped his fingers gently between her slick folds. “My God, Sweetness, you’re already so wet for me. I am going to fuck you until you scream my name.”
His words were making Dylan wetter. She just wanted him inside her. “Then just fuck me.”
Rade gave Dylan a little laugh. “My little pet is getting a little cheeky with her words. Patience, Sweetness, patience.”
Taking it a little further, Rade began moving his fingers back and forth along her folds. With her already wet, he was certain she would be coming before too long. Moving his fingers higher, he took her clit between his thumb and index finger and gently pinched. The pressure sent a tingle through Dylan’s body. Her body was screaming for more. Dylan began to move her hips upward, urging him to move his fingers with the movements of her hip. Feeling her desperation, he pulled his finger from her clit and dipped one and then the other inside her opening. Curling his fingers just right, he caressed her sweet spot while still keeping his thumb on her clit. Dylan was so close, she was ripping at the seams. “Stay still, Sweetness, or I’ll stop.” Teasing her closer to the edge, Rade put his other hand on her breast and took her nipple between his fingers, tweaking it enough to cause pressure. Skin on skin, he lowered his body to hers, taking her nipple, lightly licking and sucking, barely touching her with his mouth. When he could feel her body arching into his, he gently bit down on her taut peak. Close to climax, Rade freed his fingers from inside her and began slowly caressing the outside of her labia, slowly taking away what she needed. He needed to show her who controlled her desires.
“No, Rade, please,” Dylan was on the edge of her orgasm before he pulled away.
“You will not come, Sweetness, not until I say you can.” Moving his mouth to hers, he kissed her. The kiss wasn’t one of passion, but demand. She was his. He couldn’t get enough of her taste. His tongue entwined with hers with feverish efforts and hers answered with pleading motions. “I will control your pleasure, Sweetness. You are mine. Your orgasms are mine. Say it.”
“I’m yours. My… orgasms… are… yours,” she said, panting between her words.
“Good girl.” Rade needed to set the ground rules for his play. “I need you to come up with a safe word. Something that’s special, but not commonly said. If you ever feel you can’t take anymore, you need to use it. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Dylan said as Rade continued his assault on her.
“What’s your word, Sweetness?”
As Rade applied more pressure to her taut nipple, only one word came to her. “Truth.”
“Truth it is then.” Rade knew why she chose that word. He just needed to show her that it meant something now.
“I’m going to fuck you now. Remember, you can only come when I tell you. Are you still on your birth control pills?”
“Yes,” Dylan replied as her mind filled with need.
“Perfect.” Rade was more than ready to take Dylan without a glove. He wanted to feel her completely with nothing between them.
Taking his hand from her pussy, he grabbed his erection and gently positioned it to her tight opening. Gently moving his cock in and out, he slowly began inching inside her. “God, you’re so tight. I don’t know if I can hold on much longer.” Thrusting a little harder, he could feel the pulsation of Dylan’s walls tightening around his cock. Every inward motion of his cock caused her to milk him, pulling him further inside her. Her vagina was becoming so slick, he moved smoothly between her folds like a well oiled machine. Thrusting in and out of her, he lowered his hand down her soft body until his fingers found her clit. He began circling his finger along her nub as her hips began lifting and lowering, trying to get the friction she needed in order to reach her release.
“More, Rade. Please, I need more,” Dylan pleaded.
Rade complied with Dylan’s request by thrusting his cock inside her with more force. “Oh God, Sweetness, you feel so good.”
“Rade, I can’t hold on… I need to come.”
Feeling her tense, so close to her fulfillment, his permission was all she needed. “Okay, Sweetness, you can come.”
Before Rade finished his words, Dylan screamed his name as she exploded harder than she had ever before. Feeling her release, his too was knocking at the back door. With one hard plunge, he met his ecstasy as his seed emptied into her tight channel.
Falling on top of her, he melted into her with sated satisfaction. Lifting his body, he kissed her forehead and carefully untied her restraints. Rubbing the soreness from her arms, he looked into her eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to crush you.” Dylan didn’t care if he rested his body on he
rs. She felt protected, like he was a shield keeping her safe from everything bad. “I don’t mind.”
Rade pushed himself off the bed and wrapped his arms around her lifting her effortlessly off of the bed. Carrying her to the bathroom, he noticed the red marks the ropes left on her wrists.
“Do your wrists hurt?” Rade asked with concern.
Dylan looked down at them. “Not really.”
Setting Dylan on her feet, Rade turned the water on in the shower. He took her by the hand and led her into the shower with him.
“When we are done cleaning up, I’ll put something on the burns to help heal them.”
Once in the shower, Rade turned Dylan’s body so she was facing the wall, with her back to his front. Taking the body wash and placing a small amount on a shower sponge, he began gently washing her body. The feel of her body beneath his hand was like silk. With his other hand, he cupped her breast and slowly caressed her nipple. He would never be able to get enough of her. Lowering his head, he began trailing kisses down her neck and shoulder.
Dylan was becoming aroused by his gentle touch. She couldn’t believe how much she wanted this man. Unable to take his touch any longer, she turned to face him and placed her lips on his. Gently, she began kissing him. Taking his bottom lip between her teeth, she nibbled playfully while moving her hands up and down his sculpted back. Becoming more adventurous, she moved her hands to his chest and began playing with his nipples. Taking the peak between her fingers, she lightly pinched them, causing a deep groan from him. She wanted more of him. Lowering her hands, she placed one hand on his ass and the other around his cock. His cock was very impressive. Her tiny hand didn’t begin to cover his girth. As she placed soft kisses on his chest, her hand slowly pumped his cock. It only took a few movements before he was at full stance. Wanting to taste him, she slowly lowered to her knees. Because of his size and her inexperience, she hoped she would be able to give him what he needed. Taking a chance, she positioned her mouth over the tip of his cock. Taking in only the tip, she kissed and sucked as she carefully swirled her tongue around the mushroom head. Lapping her tongue on the underside of his cock, she began licking his shaft while she continued pumping. When she became more comfortable with her movements, she took more of his hardness into her mouth. As she slid his cock in and out of her mouth, Rade began moving his hips to the rhythm of her mouth. “God, Sweetness, do you know what you’re doing to me? Un-fucking-believable.”