“Move to the next.”
If the low vibration aroused her, she anticipated what awaited her at the next level and her heart rate kicked up a notch. She reached the next vibrator and placed her clit upon it, shouting out against the hard hum along her sensitive flesh. Her head fell forward as she groaned. She squirmed a little and slid off the vibrator.
“Back on it,” Gavin warned.
Not wanting to disappoint him, she responded to his demand and pushed her hips forward so the toy connected with skin. “Oh God,” she shouted, her whole body quivering. Her head moved from side to side, her legs trembling beneath her as the sensations hurt. She fought against the urge to step away and give herself a moment to breathe.
“Look at me.”
Josie gasped out as she raised her head. Her vision had hazed. Gavin appeared more of a figure than an actual man. Another ping of heat erupted with the vibration and she cried out.
“Take a deep breath,” he ordered, his tone controlled, yet Josie heard the emotion behind his words. Clearly, he enjoyed watching her.
She listened and breathed.
“Calm down.” His deep voice soft, sweet and appreciative.
The moment he said the order, she eased. He stood, powerful, his dark eyes stared intently in hers. It gave her strength and she pushed away the madness stealing her thoughts to focus on him. Soon, her vision cleared.
She sighed deep, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes as the intensity of her pleasure soared. Yet, she still held control. He guided her. Her pleasure lay in his hands and she gave him her body.
Chapter Three
Gavin had done this same scene numerous times over. But never, in all his years, had he witnessed a sub give herself completely. In truth, all the subs before Josie had already been into the lifestyle—were already submissive to Doms.
His cock strained against his pants. Not only because she was a stunning woman, bound with the ropes he’d applied, finding intense pleasure, but for the first time ever, he’d found his submissive.
She shook as the vibrator pleasured her. Any moment she’d find her climax. Although when he told her to calm, she did so in an instant. She enthralled him.
Josie held his gaze, stood as firm in her stance as possible. Her jaw clenched tight to hold strong, even as her legs shook beneath her. He needed to push her. Test her limits to see if she’d pull out her safeword.
He took the few steps he needed to reach her, knelt down. “Do not take your eyes off me.” He latched onto the vibrator and pushed it against her clit.
Her eyes went wide before they rolled back into her head. Just as fast as they did, they returned to meet his.
Very good.
He rolled the vibrator around to play along her clit. To stimulate her to a point where pleasure hurt. A small moan escaped her. He would put a stop to that. “Make a sound again and I will turn it off and make you wait.”
She sucked her bottom lip and bit down. Clearly, not ready for her pleasure to end. Again, he admired her control. She had no idea how easily she fell into the role.
Any command he issued she followed. She blew his fucking mind.
Just as his mouth parted to offer another demand, she whispered, “May I come?”
Anger roared through him. He had not given her permission to speak. Although the request showed the submissive nature in her, it didn’t mean he’d give her what she wanted. She had defied him. “No, you may not. Now step back.”
With shaky legs, she raised her hips, shifted away from the vibrator. Her arousal coated the shiny plastic. Not good enough. He wanted to see the vibrator dripping.
Her legs wobbled, her breathing more erratic. He could have drawn the night out for hours if he wanted to. The knowledge she’d never done a scene before weighed heavy on his mind. The first experience would be intense for her, but she had already shown him the ability of perseverance. He craved to see how far he could push her.
Moving forward, he’d grant her the release she sought, only because he wanted her to go a step farther. He needed the orgasm out of the way before he did so. “Move back on it now. You are allowed to close your eyes and enjoy your climax.”
Her cry escaped her, her trembling intensified as she shifted forward. She raised her hips and found the vibrator again. The second she did, she squealed, moaned, but held her body in place.
Gavin stared in complete awe. She released control, and he witnessed the pleasure rise to her face by her flushed cheeks. With her arms bound above her, she leaned forward, allowing the weight of the rope to hold her.
As he expected, her climax rose. She cried out and panted as she squirmed over top of the vibrator. Her mouth hung open as her head dropped, her body suspended, the exact reason he’d chosen to add the support of the ropes.
He allowed her to ride out her climax, enjoyed it himself. As she cried louder, her body froze, he waited by her side. Relished watching her find the release she sought.
The second her feet gave out on her, he latched onto her hips and shifted her off the vibrator. Beneath his hands her climax continued. Her body twitched and quivered in satisfaction.
A moment later, she raised her head and sighed. It amused him, though he understood. For Josie, an orgasm meant the end. He needed to teach her, show her what she’d experienced had been a tiny part of what her body could experience.
“Take a few breaths,” he instructed. She fought for air and the last thing he needed was her to pass out. He required her to be aware.
Her mouth hadn’t closed and her eyes were filled with pleasure. He wanted to drop his pants, grab hold of her slender frame and fuck her. His wants, though, didn’t matter. The journey was about her. His duty to show her what she would gain as a submissive and how it could add to her life and her happiness.
When her breathing settled, he dropped his hands. “Move onto the next one.” She made a tsk of disapproval. He frowned. “I have not said you can have a break. Get on it. Now.”
As she wiggled forward, she grunted in disbelief. Yet, she went, positioning herself on the vibrator with the highest speed. Pride filled him.
He held back his own groan. The second her skin connected, she screamed out and her head fell backward, before it whipped from side to side. Just delivered a climax, he knew she’d be beyond sensitive. And he also understood the sensations she felt now would not be pleasurable.
“Fuck,” she cried.
He didn’t begrudge her the right to yell out. His instructions were for her to answer him with yes and no responses to his questions. He recognized her need to roar against such intenisty. His gaze stayed on her pussy as he witnessed the hard vibrations against her skin. She cried out again. No longer sounds of pleasure, but shrieks of pain. The speed of the vibrator shocked her system as he’d intended.
Leaving her where she stood, Gavin retreated against the wall to watch his prize. With her eyes wide open, tension filled her face as she strained against the ropes which bound her. His gaze traveled to her hands where she balled them into fists.
“Oh…God….” Her voice sounded tight through gritted teeth as she fought against the pleasure forced upon her.
Gavin reached down, adjusted his cock and stroked it twice. After the scene concluded, he planned to jerk off with the image of her submission in his mind. He studied her, deciding what she needed. This thing she sought out, the missing part of her life proved her to be a natural submissive. And he set out to prove it to her.
He called out, “Step away.”
She fumbled but did obey. The earlier quivers gave way to a full out quake, her breathing so short and deep, she needed a break to gather herself. He would not let her come down from the rising climax.
“On it,” he ordered.
She placed her splendid pussy back over top of the vibrator and screamed out as her head continued to move back and forth. So close, yet she couldn’t find it.
The exact acknowledgement Gavin needed. Josie was a perfect submissive
—she’d never find it on her own.
Her screams poured around him, a clear sign of complete loss of control, the sound strengthening his already hard cock. The pleasure she found was of the most brutal kind. He knew once this ended, she’d yearn to return.
Pushing off the wall, he approached her. She needed guidance. Her current state had begun to overwhelm her and he needed to intervene, or she’d break in front of him. Never his intention.
He ran his hands over her breasts and noticed they were soaked with sweat. As his touch connected, her body shook more and she sobbed. Begging for an end yet still pleading for it to continue.
He tweaked a nipple between his fingers, pinching it to shift her focus and bring her mind back to the present. “Look at me.”
She raised her head, her eyes wild with both pleasure and pain. Her screams echoed through the room.
“Breathe.”
The deep intake of breath did nothing for her agitated state. Her pretty eyes were crazed. He reached up, grabbed her chin and held her face in his firm grip.
“Breathe.”
Trying to obey, she stifled a scream. Again and again, his admiration of her solidified as he watched her gather herself. She pushed past the pain, ignored the rough sensations tormenting her, and focused on his eyes. Acceptance was all he found.
Pure submission.
As much as it pleased him, it compelled him to push her further. She’d proven her ability to handle everything he’d made her do, especially for a newbie. He hadn’t expected that. Not once had she pulled out her safeword. Telling him she could handle more.
He reached down to the vibrator, flicked the switch to increase the speed. A loud cry spilled for her lips as a deep shudder ran through her.
Yes, Josie, you are ready.
“Now, you may come,” was all he said, before he stepped back to marvel.
Josie screeched out, the sound piercing. Her body convulsed, strained against the rope above her. Her skin flushed to a dark pink and Gavin had no doubt where the ropes dug into her skin, bruises would be left in their wake.
His eyes stayed trained on her. She could step away, move off the vibrator to end it, but she didn’t. She stayed, fought through the meaning of her right and wrong, her definition of what pleasure meant, because he asked it of her. She didn’t only impress him, she captivated his soul.
As her cries grew louder and tears fell, he expected she would stop and use her safeword. But as the minutes passed, she never did. She separated from herself. Gave into the sensations offered and rode it like a pro.
Her screams melted together. She teetered on the brink of her climax, yet unable to reach it. Gavin understood he needed to intervene to push her over the edge. He knelt down before her and knew she’d have no idea he stayed there, as lost as she was in the experience.
Reaching out, he latched onto the vibrator, his other hand came up to her hip to steady her. He pressed it against her clit. She screeched as though he’d cut off a limb. He applied pressure and circled the toy around her little nub and she convulsed harder.
The noises from her mouth were cries, nothing that would appear erotic to most, but to him she sounded lovely. He continued on and heard the hitch in her breath.
He studied her face for a moment, her muscles bunched together as her legs stuck out and her toes curled. The exact reason he had bound her arms above her.
His gaze drifted to her pussy at the first signs of her release. Small droplets of liquid fell on his hand. He tightened the grip around her hip and pushed harder against her with the vibrator.
One last roar echoed from her throat before wet warmth washed down her thighs. He moved her hips off the vibrator as she hung from the ropes binding her. Her head fell forward, her soft whimpers sliding around him like a warm bath.
She would need his aftercare, and he would offer it. For now, he stared at her as she dangled from the ropes he’d provided.
His masterpiece.
Chapter Four
Josie blinked a few times. Clarity returned. She vaguely remembered Gavin assisting her off the harness, removing the ropes he had placed upon her and the burn in her muscles easing from being stretched. As she squirmed, thick arms tightened around her. “Don’t move.”
Cradled in his arms, she released a long sigh of contentment and sank into him, waiting out the moment. Giving herself time to gain her thoughts again.
He held her tight and said nothing. As the moment passed, something swelled inside her. Something she’d never felt before.
Rightness.
Tears filled her eyes, but it seemed silly to cry in front of him so she tried to stop them with a deep sniff. Gavin forced her to look at him. “Don’t be ashamed of your emotions. I expect you to have that reaction.”
“You do?” Her voice sounded shaky, even to her.
A small smile lifted the corner of his mouth. “I would.” He rubbed her arms, easing her sore muscles.
Josie tried to gain understanding of what had happened, but her mind was void. Only completion lived within her. Instead of trying to force herself, she voiced her confusion. “Why do I feel a little lost?”
“You lost yourself in your pain and pleasure.”
Josie took a moment to remind herself of all the past events, remembering the woman who entered the hotel before Gavin. The emptiness held in her soul and the desire for something more. She’d found what she sought. More than the act of the climax, the pleasure which defined the experience as a life-altering moment, it was her role. The need to have someone else control her. The desire to kneel at Gavin’s feet and respond to his every demand, and the want to push past what she thought capable.
She belonged there. With him, in that room, under his command.
Her hunt to discover something she thought she needed, craved. It had nothing to do with her. Nothing she needed to find. She couldn’t find happiness because happiness had to be given to her. Told to her. Shown to her. Controlled by another.
By Gavin.
But what did he want? He held her as if he cared for her, but normal protocol called for caring for the submissive after a scene. Did it explain why she experienced an attachment to him? The need to be his. Maybe? All she knew was she had found her happiness. In him. And she never wanted to let it go.
“Did you enjoy your experience?” His voice comforted her as it drew her away from her thoughts.
“I enjoyed it immensely.” She laughed.
His eyebrow arched. “Do you have any questions?”
Did she? Her mind felt clearer now, and lots of things captured her thoughts. Only one stood out as most important to her. A question she needed answered to settle some of the emotions she felt now. “Am I good at it?”
The arch of his brow fell as a serious look crossed his face. “You belong in this role.”
The confirmation she needed. In her soul, being submissive, always wanting to satisfy, to not disappoint came as a natural response for her. Before she thought it just a part of her character and why she excelled in most areas of her life. Now however, she believed it almost a shame she’d wasted it on people who didn’t deserve her kindness. There was only one person she wanted to offer such gratitude to, which brought another question to her mind. “Is it always like this?”
“Like what?”
She squirmed a little in his arms, uncomfortable about the subject matter, but he held her firm in his grip. Resolved he’d answer honestly and not judge her, she continued. “I feel quite attached to you.”
A little twinkle rose in his eyes. “A Dom and sub always have a strong connection. The journey together causes the intense reaction.”
Her heart sank at his words. She experienced these feelings because of the event, a normal feeling to occur. Part of her had hoped they shared something unique. Something special between them. “Oh.” Disappointment made her mutter the response.
Gavin smiled a delectable grin. “What we experienced tonight, however, what you showed me, the r
esponses you gave…it’s deeper than anything I have ever experienced before.”
She gasped as she stared into his eyes. Such truths lay in their depths. Elation stole her sanity and touched her soul. Had he declared something more lived between them? Had he felt it, too? She wanted to believe it with every ounce of her being. She’d walked into the room earlier, a woman filled with wishes and wants. But who remained now, someone entirely different. In Gavin’s arms, comforted by his strong hold, her hopes and dreams could be built.
***
Duty called for aftercare of a sub. Cuddling one until they made sense out of their experience, to allow them to be comfortable leaving the scene created just for them.
Now though, he didn’t care for her out of obligation. The moment had everything to do with Josie. He yearned for a submissive he felt worthy of dominating. One who stirred him as much as he did her—someone who pushed past her limits because he demanded it. A sub who held the role not because of a choice, but because it’d been born into her.
Josie.
He brushed her hair away from sweat-drenched skin. She appeared confused, still processing everything she’d gone through. His eagerness however, made it impossible to wait. For the first time in his life, he felt out of control, as if his future depended on another.
She recognized the connection between them, and the acknowledgment sent a thrill coursing through his blood. He wouldn’t let her walk out without him. If he had to sway her, he would do whatever he had to. Yet, her soft spoken words, her little admission that she held an interest in him, declared he didn’t need to. He wouldn’t waste the moment by beating around the bush, and set out to stake his claim. “I want to keep you.”
“Pardon?” she squeaked, her eyes filled with shock.
It didn’t surprise him to see she had a hard time processing what he’d said. He had trouble believing it himself, but he had his chance and was going to take it, full throttle. “When we arranged tonight through Madame Eve, I must admit I doubted anything would come of it. I realize the experience had been arranged to welcome you into the lifestyle—to test it out to see if it appealed to you. But what I saw of you tonight tells me you are a special submissive. One I want to give everything I have to offer as a Dom, and more.”
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