“Stop. Channing, I don’t want to hear anymore of this.” Allison’s desire raced to her sex and she wanted to feel the same passion he had given to Elena.
Channing knew exactly what he was doing to Allison. “Be quiet and listen. Then I fingered her tight ass with my other hand and this brought on her first powerful orgasm. She soaked my mouth with her sex. Her flesh throbbed and convulsed deep in the core of her wet womanhood. I continued to fuck her with two fingers.”
Channing continued on while Allison wiggled in her chair. He could tell she was clearly uncomfortable and her eyes said “go on” but her sensual lips said nothing more to stop him.
“After she came on my tongue twice, I rose up and unbuckled my pants, freeing my throbbing member. Elena was begging me to wait. She dropped to her knees and began to pay homage to the head of my swollen shaft with her tongue. She took me in her hand and slowly stroked me while her mouth enveloped the head of my smooth cock. Damn, she was on fire for me—or Wesley should say.
“She began to work her saliva up and down my shaft while her mouth inched more and more of me, back to the deepest part of her throat. Linda Lovelace, eat your heart out. I groaned and fisted my fingers through her long brunette hair, gently rocking my pelvis with her bobbing head. Our motions were in perfect sync. Elena's nipples were straining against the fabric of her blouse as my fingers probed her breasts. They became stiffer and stiffer with each flick of my fingers. I was on the verge of cumming, but held back. I had to feel her tight moist sex so I whisked her to her feet.
“I lifted her to the counter and started unbuttoning her blouse, one button at a time. My eyes adoringly devoured her curves. I wanted to make her feel like the most desirable woman in the world. Her nipples were extending through her lacy bra. I reached around her and unclasped her brassiere. Elena inhaled and exhaled, panting and cooing between her breathless moans. I released her full breasts and started kissing my way down the length of her neck she arched her long spine upward. I alternated between soft kisses and light nibbles and made my way down her collarbone, tracing a path to her heaving full sized breasts. I swirled my tongue over her erect rose-colored nipples. They constricted with each tantalizing caress. Her areolas were relatively small, about the size of a quarter, which in contrast to the size of her full breast made them seem even the larger. Her body coiled in and out like a whip. She begged me to fuck her. Her exact words, “Please fuck me, I need to feel you deep inside of me...it’s been too long!” She cried with tears in her eyes. Real tears Allison.”
“Why are you doing this to me? This is torture.” Allison huffed.
“This is torture to you? Give me a break.” He huffed. “You asked me to tell you and now you complain. I told you to sit still and be quiet. I warned you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but—I didn’t know you were going to give me such details. It’s hard to sit here and listen to—”
“It’s hard to listen...Isn’t that your job?” He bellowed. “You told me earlier when someone is blindfolded they are more sensitive to what’s going on...let’s see if that works for you?”
“I mean—you know. That was to help you with your problem and it worked. But—”
“But what—that didn’t help me...I am not Wesley. I never had a problem remember? But you do...you don’t know how to shut up and listen like you promised you would.” Channing’s eyes darted to the sofa. He swiftly moved across the room and back to Allison.
“What are you doing?” She flashed to the long scarf and single stocking that dangled in his hand.
“I am going to help you learn to listen and to be more sensitive, as you put it earlier today.” He raised his hand. Allison’s eyes widened. Before she could utter a word he wrapped the black silk blindfold over her eyes.
“No. Stop...please, don’t,” she cried, objecting to his punishment. “You don’t understand. I can’t deal with this kind of treatment.” She wrestled to pull the scarf from her eyes.
He swiftly bear hugged her, pulling her to her feet and then clinched her arms behind her back and bonded her wrists together with the stocking.
“I hate you,” Allison screamed. “You fuck.”
“One more word foul word from your pretty mouth and you know what’s next.” He warned then kissed her hard on the mouth and guided her back into the leather chair.
Allison wanted to scream, she wanted to scream loud but she did not dare. The room grew silent. Channel had stepped away. She could hear the sound of his bare feet retreating. “What was he up to,” she thought?
She then heard the sound of her middle desk draw opening—it had this annoying creak that she meant to fix weeks ago but forgot.
Before she knew it, his hands were on her. He was unbuttoning her first button of her blouse.
“What are you doing—”
“Silence, little lamb,” he said arrogantly.
Allison felt his hands reaching—fumbling beneath her blouse. He pulled at the elastic bra strap on her shoulder. There was something cold and metal touching her skin. “Snip” he cut the strap and then the other one, leaning her forward and then cut the back strap before he pulled off her bra in one fluid movement.
Her breasts were bare and free beneath her sheer white blouse. He could see her nipples, straining against the flimsy fabric. His breath filled the silence of the room. Allison sat motionless, her own breath mixed with his. She could hear his lips part to speak before he actually did. Her senses were extraordinarily heightened.
“There, that should keep you still...”
She felt his tall, dark and strong presence moving around her now like an invisible phantom breathing in the air.
“I will complete what I have come to do”—he cleared his throat. Allison could hear so clearly every vibration of his well-tuned vocal cords, fluttering near to her ears.
“My granite hard vessel, stood heavy, throbbing with anticipation. I was already secreting as Elena guided me eagerly into her femininity. Her muscles clamped around me. She moaned even louder as I penetrated further into her tight sex. She wrapped her long slender legs around my waist and pulled me even deeper, grinding her pelvic bone against me. The fury in her eyes was pure wanton. Savage—like a sex-starved animal—that’s what comes mind. She hungered to be taken. The desire she had for me was untamable. I have never seen a woman so hungry. I had just started to bite her nipples when she came again. Her body shuddered relentlessly as I continued to take her hard. I gave her what she wanted. She panted loudly in my ears as our hearts pounded fiercely out of our chests.”
Hearing Channing’s story caused Allison’s sexual cravings to soar. The heat between her legs sizzled. Why did she covet their explicit act? Minutes ago he frightened her. He felt dangerous but, that in and of its self, stimulated her lustful thoughts. Pleasure and pain has been known to heighten Allison’s propensity to climax uncontrollably. She was no stranger to surrendering to a man’s abusive touch in the boudoir or any other precarious place.
“I picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. Our arms and legs entangled amongst the fresh scented linens. I could see the yearning for another orgasm in her eyes. I flipped her on to her stomach. I wanted to see all of her wanton sex. Her lips pulsated like a heart beat. I pressed the head of my cock against her creamy wet slit and entered her slowly.”
“Please stop this,” Allison cried. Channing ignored her plea.
“Her body parted like a wave breaking and I drove my masculinity deeper and deeper inside her. I was stretching her wide. The sight of her tiny opening swallowed every ten inches of me was overwhelming. I drank her in with me eyes. She called out Wesley’s name, begging him—me to fuck her harder. Hearing Elena calling his name when I was the one giving her the best fuck of a lifetime, caused me to spank her hard until her ass flamed with red welts. This drove her to buck and claw at the mattress. Tears streamed down her face. Tears of pain and pleasure. She could not get enough of me. I began to thrust my pelvis faster and harder, feeli
ng her inner walls locking down on me like a vise.
“She screamed, “I want to cum again.” I stimulated the front of her petals as she gripped against my steely vessels. And then she exploded and I could feel the waterfall of her ecstasy wash down my balls and begin to run down my thighs. We were drenched in her sweet nectar. This drove me over the edge. I pulled out and pumped myself all over her back. Elena snapped to her knees and sucked on the head of my heavy member. She inhaled all off me down to the base. She didn’t miss a drop, savoring and swallowing all she could. I don’t think Wesley has ever cum so hard in his life. Too much pent up frustration. She laid bereft, naked and exposed all of her emotional pain to me. She cuddled up close to me, breathless in my arms as she thanked me. Elena thanked me. Her sobs were hollow, filled with anguish...and hope as she begged Wesley to never see you again, Allison.”
“Channing, I am—” Allison, swallowed, the lump in her throat prevented her from speaking.
“You know he hasn’t touched Elena in two years?” Channeling said and removed Allison’s blindfold. Her arms were still tied behind her back.
“That’s because he couldn’t—I thought—I mean.” Allison face was smeared in self-disgust. Channeling wiped off the black mascara beneath her eyes.
“Exactly. Yet, she stuck around. Never once did she seek comfort in the arms of another man. There’s not a revengeful bone in her soul. I know she has had other opportunities because, in my opinion, Elena is beyond a ten. She is every man’s dream! She was Wesley’s dream before you that stole that from him—them. She was sure that he has been fucking you these last two years.”
Allison interrupted. “No, we never did, not until today.” she whispered, her heart filled shame.
“But despite Elena’s feelings of rejection, she stood by him and gave the best of herself and prayed long and hard that one-day he would never return to you. That’s love. Now do you get it, Allison?” Channing’s voice was drawn and hoarse. “Do you see what you have done?” Channing beseeched her.
His eyes filled with a gleam of hope that Allison recognized the error of her ways. It worked. By the time Channing had finished the play by play of his sexapade with Elena, Allison was crying real tears.
“This was my fault, I feel so horrible...I failed you Wesley—Channing, who ever you are. And I failed Elena too. I am so ashamed and, not to mention, I am a horrible woman and the worst therapist alive. If it weren’t for you, I would have destroyed them forever,” she whimpered in deep remorse as Channeling untied her wrist.
Channing lowered his stance and sat into the chair opposite Allison. He embraced her tenderly and consoled her in a deep stern voice.
“Don’t be so tough on yourself...Everyone has a dark side. But, it’s time for you to come into the light. I want you to know the power you have over men and women’s lives. I am no one to judge. Look, even today I could not resist you! But, we both can use our magnetism to help others. Instead of robbing them for the sake our own egos, past demons—whatever it was that caused us to have a need for control others. I know I have been there, too. It was many years ago, ten years, to the day to be exact when I had the chance to save someone—a young woman.” Channing’s eyes filled with chagrin.
“It’s okay, Channing...I understand now why you have done this to me...I deserved this—you bought me to my knees and pushed me harder than any man has ever cared too—and I am pretty tough. Thank you—but you don’t have to expose your sins to me. I get it.”
“Please, I need to confess this—it will set my soul free. This is why I believe I was brought here to help you, Wesley and Elena and to undo the bad karma that has followed me since.”
“Okay, if that makes you feel better, I will listen. This time willingly but Channing, you can’t undo the past and neither can I. But, I am sure you did all you could do for that girl.” Allison frowned.
“No, I didn’t. I did nothing,” he sighed, turning his head away. “When I saw her getting handled and tossed around by a few men...” Channeling swallowed hard the whites in his eyes turned red and filled with liquid. “I turned my back. To me she meant nothing. Hell, I figured she was getting what she asked for.”
“A woman doesn’t ask to be taking advantage of. Who was she?”
“I never saw her face—but I heard her—she was screaming in ecstasy. This girl loved all the attention she was getting, if you know what I mean. At least that’s what I thought at the time. I was in a bad place. I had just broken up with my girlfriend for cheating on me. She was a model and used me—to advance her career. It took me months to get over her.”
Allison knitted her brows tightly together. She studied Channing’s face as he confessed to her his guilt. His heartache. A saddest welled in her heart. Allison’s ego melted and her compassion soared. It was as almost as she could feel his pain.
“Two years ago...it was the same day Wesley started seeing you. I know this from his receipts. He’s a man that keeps everything in order. So much for my life, I turned that into a train-wreck.”
“You and me both,” Allison nodded, roping her fingers together. “So what happened to the girl?”
“I am not too sure. Allison it was two years ago from today I was on a job sight and this son-of-a-bitch—one of the extras—I never forget a face,”—Channing raised his brows pointedly—“this asshole was bragging to some of my people about how he had his way with this young woman ten years ago. He boasted how he damaged the fuck out of her little virgin ass. Then it happened, I recognized him. He was one of the men manhandling the girl—” Channing swallowed, trying to hold back the tears that welled in his eyes.
Allison noted his torment and handed him a tissue. She didn’t say a word.
“Allison, he was talking about the girl, the same girl that I walked away from. She wasn’t enjoying the attention as I had thought. I was mortified to hear she was a virgin. I could have saved her. Son-of a-bitch! I knocked him out cold. He never saw it coming. I pounded his face in until he was unrecognizable. Everything went black and the last thing I remember was hearing his bones split and seeing blood spilled everywhere. When the police arrived, I was in shock and tried to explain to them what had happened. I could hardly talk. Can you believe that they arrested me? Me! I only wished I had beat the shit out of the other two me, too.”
“Three men,” Allison gasped. “Oh, Channing...this is awful. You tried to undo what that rat-ass of a man did,” Allison’s face turn pallid. She shook her head in disbelief. “But it was no use...you had your chance years ago. I am so sorry this happened to you…and to her.”
“Yes, you are right. If I could have one wish,” he paused, and choked on his words. His throat constricted, and it was clear that his emotions were getting the best of him. “If I could, I would go back and undo that one day. I hope she is okay. If only I could tell her I am sorry,” he whispered, a deep sorrow burned in the pit of his stomach.
“We are both such a mess.” Tears fell from Allison’s eyes, she inadvertently rubbed the tiny silver necklace Channing had giving her and closed her eyes.
“No, I am not a mess anymore. When Elena begged Wesley to never see you again, I knew I had to do something to stop you. This was my second chance, a lesson learned from my haunting past. I also realized how I hurt women too. This could be a lesson that serves for the betterment of both of us. God only knows how many women I used to boost my own ego then tossed them aside, as if they didn’t matter. I was only a degree better than that son-of-a-bitch. In my case I had permission to take these women, but I still caused them pain.”
Allison was overwhelmed by her newfound redemption. She leaped up into Channing’s arms and before he knew it she began kissing him passionately. She wanted him more than ever. Her emotions erased all feelings of being selfish. They were now equals. She now understood it was Channing’s hope that their tryst earlier would leave her spent. Open long enough to be able to listen as a compassionate human being, not as a doctor or a seductress, but as a
person with a heart. And, to learn from this experience that would make her a greater doctor and a better person someday. She wanted today to be that someday.
“Please, Allison do you understand what could happen because of what we did here earlier today. Everything we do in life has a cause and effect. Elena gave her all and we stole from her. We used her husband to satisfy our own pleasures.”
Allison pulled back. She had a puzzled look splayed on her face. “Yes...I understand but—”
“Allison, I am not Wesley and when I go home tonight to Elena, she will be certainty know we were together. This will break her heart. She will pick up on your scent...no matter how many showers I see fit—you are not the kind of woman that a man can hide with a bar of soap.”
Allison sighed and struggled to make complete sense of why he was pushing her away now. Despite her desire to make love again with Channing, she could feel the warm sensation in her stomach turn to knots. She was confused and, for the first time in her life, she felt love, real sacrificing love for another.
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