Using quick strides he carried me into his apartment. I tried to take in the surroundings but a moment later I found myself upended again and my butt hit a hard wooden chair. He left me there and walked away.
I expected the opulence but damn the room was beautiful and it was only a breakfast table for four. The walls displayed incredible artwork.
He came back carrying a yellow folder, two wine glasses, and a bottle, Borgogno something. I knew it was expensive because he would provide nothing less.
I kept my mouth shut giving him no reason to punish me again. For one night I would play his sub and live out my nighttime fantasies. He would never know I wanted more than one night.
His eyebrow arched. Apparently he was expecting a comment. I looked down and away like the good little submissive he wanted.
His fingers tilted my chin up.
“If you can keep a civil tongue, you may speak. Your insolent mouth will only get you punished so be careful.” He poured two glasses of wine.
“You know it’s not a good idea to drink in this situation and I’d rather keep my wits about me.”
“You only get one glass and you need to relax. We’re going through your soft and hard limits and then you’re signing the agreement.”
“The deal was carte blanche. Why do you care what my limits are?”
“Good question but I’m not a sadist and I’d like you to get something out of this evening. It’s not up for discussion; the wine, or the contract. If you come away with bruises I don’t want the cops at my door.”
Embarrassingly enough, my hand shook as I reached for my glass. His eyes missed nothing but he didn’t comment. He opened the folder and took out a contract. It was the same one used in the club. I could feel my face reddening which caused his dimples to show, damn him.
“Do you wish to go through this one by one or would you rather just tell me what I need to know. Understand I will counter your demands with some of my own and we will also compromise on a few. Both our needs are being met tonight.”
I wanted to scream but held it in. My screams would be ringing out soon enough.
“First hard limit; anal sex.”
He didn’t blink. “Okay but I will use anal toys.”
“It’s the same thing.”
“No it isn’t. My cock up your ass is anal sex. The toys are anal play. There’s a big difference. Next item.” His long fingers wrote in bold script across the white paper.
I swallowed the rest of my wine in one unladylike gulp. I hope it cost a thousand dollars.
He bit his lip fighting his goddamn smile. This night was never going to end.
We went through it all, no animals, no fire play. He got hot wax, ouch but he promised no blisters if he decided to use it. It took the better part of an hour and by the end I knew I was in deep trouble.
“I’ll show you the bathroom. I want you showered, your hair washed, body shaved, and ready in twenty minutes. Everything you need is on the counter. There is a robe on the back of the door, and you will come out with nothing else on and the robe untied. Don’t comb your hair only wrap it in a towel. When you approach me you will kneel at my feet facing me in the sub position. Is there anything you are unclear about?”
“No.”
He stood and led me through several rooms to the bathroom. It was magnificent; gray marble with black accents. He left the room leaving the door open a crack. I looked at the door but knew it wasn’t worth the fight. I peed first and then got in the oversized shower. There were two showerheads and a bench seat on both sides.
I quickly washed and shaved. My cunt, legs, and arms were silky smooth when I finished. I couldn’t help myself and ran my fingers through my hair getting out a few of the tangles. My time was up.
He was standing by the bed when I came out. His tie was gone and his shirt unbuttoned and hanging loose. His belt was still on but he had removed his shoes and his feet were bare. I didn’t look him in the eye. I went into sub position while trying to control my breathing.
“Spread your knees further.”
I obeyed.
The towel gently fell from my hair and the strands cascaded down in front of my eyes obscuring my face. His body folded in front of me and I could see his smooth chest without looking up. He ran a comb through the tangles. He never tugged just took his time. My pussy was growing damp. Suddenly I realized what this night would mean and tears began to well in my eyes.
One finger tilted my chin up. I didn’t know the tear tracked down my face until he bent forward and licked it.
“None of that. Tonight is about pleasure. Forget our lives, the club, and your objections. Enjoy your incredible body that does nasty things to mine when I think about you. I won’t take more than you can give.
“Bu…”
His finger covered my lips. “You do not have permission to speak.” The words were breathy soft in my ear and then he placed soft kisses on my hairline, the corner of my eye, and ended on my lips. The kiss was sensual and my hands gripped my thighs tightly so I could resist running them through his hair. I had to make him think I was playing the game. He couldn’t know my true feelings.
His lips pulled back from mine. “Tell me something about yourself that my investigators couldn’t uncover. Something private.”
I didn’t hesitate, “No.”
“That’s your favorite word. You don’t play the sub very well.”
“I’m not a sub.”
“But tonight you are.” His dominant voice was back.
I remained silent but continued to look into his eyes.
“Another wager?”
I couldn’t help it, I rolled my eyes.”
His tisk, tisk almost made me smile. Knowing it was a wager that caused all my current problems I couldn’t help myself. “Five orgasms.”
“Yours or mine.”
I did smile. “Mine.”
“And your forfeit if I lose?”
“The same.”
“We’ve reached a deal.”
I expected him to shake my hand but instead his hands brushed aside the bathrobe and his palms covered my breasts.
“I knew they would be soft but they’re pure silk and fit my hands perfectly.” His thumb and forefinger not so gently pinched my nipples. “These first, it’s time we get started. Eyes down.”
He stood and walked away though he didn’t leave the room. When he returned he knelt again. I could see the nipple clamps in his hand. He leaned forward and took my aching nipple into his mouth. He sucked and flicked it with his hot tongue. He pulled away and attached the first clamp. It hurt and I inhaled.”
“You know the safe word. I won’t remind you again and I expect you to know your limits and teach me about what your body needs.”
He didn’t wait for my reply just went to work on my other nipple. When he finished a small chain ran between my breasts. It had very small bells and when he plumped my breasts they jingled slightly. I knew he was smiling but I didn’t look up. He stood and moved behind me.
My heart stopped but he only divided my hair into three parts and deftly braided it down the back.
“Come.” He walked from the room. Didn’t he know I almost had?
Chapter Ten
I followed close behind keeping my eyes down as much as I could. I knew my role. I wasn’t sure how many rooms we passed but we went through a large section of the house and then he opened a door and nodded his head for me to precede him down some stairs. There were eight and I counted each one. The smell of leather became stronger with every step.
I stopped at the bottom. We were in his private dungeon. My knees almost gave out.
His hands startled me when they landed on my shoulders and he placed a quick kiss on my bare neck. He took my hand and led me across the room to a bench. It had a bar overhead. He stepped behind me and slipped the bathrobe off my shoulders. It pooled at my feet. His hands turned me around so I was facing him and then they went to the back of my thighs.
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sp; “Hold onto my neck.”
He lifted me to the edge of the table and then his large body stepped close pushing my knees apart.
He backed away. “Don’t move.”
He walked over to a cabinet and took out several items before coming back over. He placed something behind my back on the bench and then took my right wrist and placed a leather cuff around it. He repeated the process with my other wrist. Next, he took first one arm and then the other and attached them to the bar above my head.
“This will allow you to hold the bar.”
Fuck, my pussy tightened and I knew he wouldn’t need to work hard for my first orgasm.
He moved the bar. It went back and locked into place forcing me to lay back with my hands over my head.
“I thought we would get this part out of the way.”
I hadn’t realized he picked up the two objects behind my back before he lowered me. Lube and a medium sized butt plug now rested in his hand.
My legs came up and I tried to kick him. It was reflex.
“So you want to play like that?”
He grabbed my legs and removed a larger leg cuff from his back pocket. Now I really started to fight.
A smart slap landed on my hip. It hurt and finally got through my panicked brain. He slapped me again and I stopped fighting completely.
He spread my legs wide and secured them. My butt was barely on the table. I tried bringing my knees inward but two inflexible hands held them apart. One finger circled my pussy. I was wet. I didn’t look at what he was doing. I watched his face. It was beautiful. He was always hot but in full Dom mode he was every woman’s fantasy. His brown eyes lifted to mine and he brought his finger to his lips.
I’ve wanted to taste you since the first night. Delicious.
His finger went back to my pussy and entered pushing deep. I gasped. It slid slowly in and then out. My hips were coming off the table and I wanted more. His other hand splayed out on my stomach and held me down.
“Don’t move.”
I lowered my head back to the bench taking deep breathes.
I could hear him opening the lube and squirting it onto the butt plug. My sphincter muscle tightened. I knew this was going to be uncomfortable. His finger came up and traveled between my butt cheeks seeking my ass. He lubricated the puckered circle but didn’t try to enter. His hand continued to play gently and unexpectedly his mouth found the hot folds of my labia and his tongue laved my clit causing my hips to buck off the table.
His laugh was low and sexy. “The first thing I thought I would need was a gag for your mouth but you’ve been unexpectedly quiet. Unfortunately you can’t stay still but I can help with that. He pulled straps up from the sides of the table and secured them firmly over my hips. He didn’t give me time to adjust; his sweet mouth went back to work. I then felt his finger slid into my pussy again and his lips found my clit and began to suck.
I thrashed against my bindings. His mouth was torturing me and there was nothing I could do but give in. The muscles of my pussy began to throb and a cry escaped my lips as the orgasm rolled over me. I felt pressure against my anus but I was too far gone to even clench. The butt plug went past my sphincter and buried deeply inside my ass. My pussy clenched and continued pulsating. Teeth nibbled and sucked and my sob turned into a loud moan.
Finally my orgasm tapered off and I managed to open my eyes.
He was watching me. “Your job is simple. You better clench that butt plug tightly because if it falls out, there will be hell to pay and the next one I use will not be as small.
Argh, I screamed inside my head. He looked totally unaffected. His eyes hadn’t softened with passion but they did sparkle with mirth.
“One down and four to go.”
If I wasn’t tied down and at his mercy, I would have thrown something at him.
Chapter Eleven
He released me from the table though he left my wrist and ankle cuffs on. He also left the butt plug in. His hand grabbed mine and led me to a spanking bench. I could feel a trail of wet juices slide down my legs. I knew I was going to lose this bet and my pussy moistened more with anticipation.
He turned me toward the bench and pushed me down so my ass was in the air. My arms and legs were quickly secured. His hands squeezed my cheeks and he used his finger to follow along the crack ending at the butt plug. I clenched my anus tight refusing to release the toy. He pulled slightly and a soft groan escaped my lips.
“I know you want my cock in here but it’s too late to go back on the contract now.” The plug slid slowly in and out. If he touched my clit he would have two orgasms in the bag. He must have known but for some reason he stopped.
“I’ve owed you your next punishment since the night we met. It’s going to hurt, you’re going to cry, but you’re also going to love it.
Panic set in just like he knew it would. I’d be damned if I would cry no matter what he did but I couldn’t help but wonder what that would be. My eyes followed him as he walked over to the wall and took down a black leather riding crop. He walked back and placed the end under the front of my body running it across my breasts. He teased the nipple clamps causing sensual burning. My deep breaths grew erratic. He stopped and walked behind me out of my line of sight again.
“Do you remember the first night we met?”
The crop came down hard across my right butt cheek. I inhaled and a slight squeal escaped my mouth.
“I want an answer.”
The crop came down again. I managed to hold in my groan but it hurt. “Yes.”
“Did you really think I would harm you?”
Again the crop struck and this time the pain was more intense.
“I didn’t know you.” I managed this sentence between clenched teeth.
“You were beautiful.”
Strike, this one landed on the back of my upper leg. “You sent me flying over your shoulder.”
The next one landed on my other leg. He striped my skin with deft perfection.
I wanted to strangle you but more than anything, I wanted to fuck you.”
The crop landed on the exposed part of my pussy and I screamed. I could no longer hold back my tears and they fell one after the other.
I felt his hand rub my lower back and then two fingers entered me ever so slowly. When they were finally as far as they could go the anal plug twisted.
“Damn you.” I cried. I could no longer help myself.
“Oh baby, you played right into my hands.”
He stepped away from my body and the riding crop again smacked my backside though this time it was lower on the back of my leg. I didn’t have time to scream before the next strike landed. He systematically continued and I was sobbing in earnest now. His arm was perfection and he never hit the same place twice but my entire backside was a single burning sensation.
The last strike was between my legs and then his fingers took over. Slowly in and just as slowly out. When they came out the butt plug moved in. I couldn’t stop the explosion of my orgasm. It ripped through my body and I screamed with the intensity of my pleasure.
When I came back and was aware of my surroundings he was releasing my arms and moving the bench down so I was on my knees. He came around in front of me.
“Unzip my pants and take my cock in your mouth. Use your hands on my balls. I like a small amount of pain so keep that in mind. You will drink me down and lick my cock clean.”
My hands shook but I managed to get his pants apart. He was commando and his large luscious cock sprung free. I pushed his pants slightly past his hips so I could get to his balls. I took them in my hand and squeezed. His fingers went into my hair and though braided, he was able to weave them into the strands against my scalp. I took both his balls in one hand and took his cock with the other, levering it slightly so I could get my lips around it. My tongue swirled around the mushroom head but his hands pushed my head forward so I was forced to take several inches into my mouth.
“God, I’ve dreamed of t
his. Your mouth is so damn hot. Suck me baby, use your teeth.”
Unless a man was submissive, I had never had anyone ask me to use my teeth. I pushed back and nibbled then licked when I thought I was being too rough.
In this one moment he was mine. I listened to the sounds he made as I assaulted his cock and gloried in my dominance. I would love to tie his hands and do this same thing to him without him having control of my head. I would drive him insane.
He finally let go. His hot semen filled my mouth and I let it slide down my throat. I never thought men tasted particularly good but he was delicious and I couldn’t get enough. I licked and sucked him dry.
His hands were running soothingly over my hair and then my shoulders. Finally he stepped back and zipped himself carefully inside his pants. He lifted the bench and pushed between my shoulder blades so I had to lean forward again. I didn’t think I could take more pain against my tender flesh. He walked back to the cabinets, removed a dildo and a small black box. He then walked behind me.
“Do I need to restrain your hands?”
I would regret it but I answered no.
His fingers found the folds of my vagina. Spreading me he pushed the dildo in with one smooth glide. The lubrication from my own juices made it slide easily. He placed a Velcro strap around my waist and then between my legs to secure the dildo in place.
“Remember the plug had better stay in.”
I watched as he walked over to a desk I hadn’t noticed. It was so non-assuming in this den of sin that it went unnoticeable until he sat down behind it. He opened the cover of a laptop and turned it on.
I know the look on my face must have been priceless. He had to be kidding. I was about to open my mouth and use a few choice words when his hand hit a button on the black box beside the laptop and the vibrator inside my cunt began humming.
My neck strained back as the pleasure centered deep inside my pussy where mind shattering bliss existed. My orgasm built, I gasped for air, and he shut off the power. My entire body sagged against the bench in overwhelming frustration.
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