Mastering Her Desires

by Melinda Barron

  “It’s business.” Piper cleared her throat. Then, not able to help herself she asked, “When was he here with Alice?”

  “About a year ago. They broke up not long afterward.”

  “Why?”

  Victoria shrugged. “Who knows. He came here about a month afterward, but he didn’t play with anyone. I offered, but he turned me down.”

  Piper tried to remember what Kenan had told her about himself, that his subs had always been extremely submissive. But it obviously hadn’t been perfect, or else he and Alice would still be together.

  She looked down to where he and Stein stood, their heads close together as if they were discussing state secrets. What were they talking about? Were they discussing the casino night? Kenan had been very clear about not sharing her, so how was he going to explain his change of heart? And when he did, would Stein accept the explanation at face value, or would he be suspicious?

  The last thought didn’t hold water. Stein thought he was above the law, no one knew where he was, and he’d gotten away with murder. How sad for those people and for his brother, too, who sat in jail rotting while Stein lived the good life. Of course, his brother deserved to be in jail, since he was just as guilty as Carlton.

  She needed to think of something else, something that would take her mind off the murderer. “Did you come here with Leo?”

  “Yup. He opened the resort and asked me to come. I said yes. Who wouldn’t want to live in paradise?”

  “I like New York.” Piper thought about the restaurant she would open one day. “This is beautiful, but I’m partial to the crowds and a place where I can spend my day in the kitchen or at the market buying things to cook.”

  “At least you know what you want,” Victoria said. “I’m going to the top. You coming?”

  “In a minute.” She continued to stare at Kenan. Did she know what she wanted? Cooking school and a restaurant were on the list, but what about her personal life? She wanted a man, but she couldn’t find one that wanted her, or one that suited her, she should say.

  What would it take to have a relationship with this man? He was definitely someone she would enjoy being with, and something told her that if he fucked her, she would soar to the moon. Why had she insisted on the no fucking clause of her work contract? Right now, she could use a good fuck, a good hard one from the bounty hunter who stood at the bottom of the pyramid.

  As if he knew she was thinking about him, he scanned the pyramid, lifting his head in acknowledgement when he saw her. She waved before she looked away. It wouldn’t do for Kenan to see her studying him.

  Maybe when this was all over, she could suggest they meet for a scene or two. She would love to feel his whip again, that was for sure. And after she wasn’t his employee, he could fuck her. Hard. She imagined him standing over her, hard cock at the ready.

  “Pussy or ass?”

  “Where ever it pleases you, Sir.”

  “Good answer. Now bend over.”

  And she did.

  * * * *

  “After I win your slut, you’re going to have to take that fucking belt off her, so I can get my dick in her ass.”

  Kenan stiffened, his hand forming into a fist. “Afraid not,” he said when he had his need to strike under control. “She’s being punished. No cock for a week. You’ll have to settle for her mouth—if you win her.”

  “Bullshit.” Stein’s laugh brought back Kenan’s anger. “She needs to be backhanded for that mouth of hers, and part of the joy of winning her is fucking her. I’m going to do both. I’ll talk to Leo about it. He’ll help you see that she’ll be mine for the night, and I can do whatever the fuck I want.”

  Like killing innocent people? “You know your problem, Carlton?” He’d almost said Stein. He had to make sure he didn’t slip up like that, and his anger made it hard to do.

  “What?”

  “You don’t give a shit about anybody, but yourself. I saw you this morning with Victoria, using her as a footstool while the fucking machine pounded her ass and pussy. How long had you been using her that way?”

  From the look on Victoria’s face, when they’d found the two of them at poolside, it had been a while. She was on all fours, the machine working dildos in and out of her ass and pussy while Stein rested his feet on her back. Her face had been drawn, as if she were experiencing pain that didn’t bring her any pleasure.

  “Did you lube up her ass this morning, or did you just stick it in her?”

  Kenan had made sure Piper was greased before he’d put the plug in her that morning. He’d taken it out before they’d left, but told her it was at the ready the next time she disobeyed. There was a huge part of him that wanted the next time to come as soon as possible.

  “I don’t have to explain myself to you,” Stein replied.

  “She’s disposable to you.”

  “That’s right. There’ll be another one I can use after her and another one after that.”

  Motherfucker, Kenan thought. If I killed him right here, I’ll still get the bond, and Victoria wouldn’t have to suffer anymore.

  “You don’t see her complaining, do you? She loved it, but not as much as she loved having my dick up her ass last night. She moaned and groaned and begged for more. Of course, I gave her a good whipping first. Tonight, I’m going to use a cane on her, make sure she feels it for days afterward.”

  The thought of Stein caning Victoria didn’t make Kenan happy; even worse, though, was the idea of Stein trying to backhand Piper. If Kenan killed him now, that wouldn’t happen. Stein would be dead, and the world would be a better place for it.

  Kenan tried to get a tighter grip on his emotions. It wasn’t for him to decide whether Stein should live or die. That would be up to a jury. He’d told Piper that, and he’d meant it.

  Piper. Thinking about her with Stein made him see red. The little brat had wormed her way into his subconscious and was quickly working toward the front part of his brain. He never knew what she was going to say, or do, and when this whole thing had started he’d thought that would piss him off. Now, though, it made him hungry for more of her.

  The urge to fuck her was strong, but he’d sworn he wouldn’t give into it. She thought being paid to fuck would make her a prostitute. What he knew was that he wanted to fuck her just because it would fulfill a desire that had started to build the minute he’d laid eyes on her in that bar.

  She was so different than Alice. All this time he’d been searching for another sub, who would have thought it would be someone like Piper? Of course, she might not be interested in being his sub. There were lots of things he needed to find out about her, like why she’d freaked out that day on the wheel, but had taken everything else as if it were a walk in the park.

  There was definitely something in her past that had brought about that reaction, and he needed to know what it was.

  Quit thinking about it, he chastised himself. You’re here to work, not to find a sub.

  “So what do you do, Kenan?”

  Stein’s question broke him out of his trance. “Former Ranger,” he said with pride. Funny how when you said that, they never realized you’d said former. Once a Ranger, always a Ranger.

  “Ah, military,” Stein said. “No wonder you think there’s so many rules to follow. Slip the leash, my friend, and you’ll find out there’s a whole new world out there.”

  “Is that so? What do you do, Jim?”

  “Poor little rich boy looking for fun,” he replied with a shrug. “The last time I was here it was great. This time, not so much. Hopefully, the casino night will perk things up. If not, I’m leaving.”

  “For where?” Kenan hoped the question sounded like he was really interested.

  “Where the wind takes me. I’m going to the top, in my real life and on the pyramid.”

  Kenan watched as Stine approached the structure. “The only place you’re going, buddy, is a six by six cell for a long, long time.”

  Chapter Ten

  “C
ollar, check.” Kenan tugged on the chain around her neck.

  “Chastity belt, check.” He wiggled the apparatus she’d come to think of as part of her.

  “Cane, check.”

  Her eyes widened at this last comment. “Excuse me?”

  “A cane to mark your pretty little bottom.”

  She glanced around, but didn’t see the item he’d mentioned. “Where is it?”

  “In one of the playrooms, where we’ll use it.”

  The idea sent a thrill through her. The day had been uneventful after the fun of being at the ruins the day before. They’d climbed the pyramid then studied the other structures that surrounded it.

  There had been a heated discussion about the Mayans and what they had contributed to their society. Stein had said they were “nothing much”, but Kenan had reminded him that without the civilizations that had come before them, they wouldn’t have as much as they had now.

  “Like what?” Stein had asked in derision.

  Kenan had gone on to name things like wheels, advancements in astronomy, food, and other things we took for granted.

  “Bullshit. We did all that stuff.”

  Later, Kenan had told her he’d wanted to ask Stein if he was using the royal we, or if he was just talking about the current civilization. “I get real pleasure out of the idea of him spending the rest of his life in jail.”

  “Unless he gets away again,” she said.

  “Then I’ll recapture him with even more pleasure.”

  But first, they had to finish this job, she thought as she watched him pick up her leash. “So, I get a caning for a little relaxing fun?”

  “Yup.” He gave her an evil grin, and her clit tightened in response.

  Damn it, she needed to stop thinking about what it would be like to have sex with him.

  “I have a treat planned that I think you’re going to enjoy.”

  You going to fuck me? “What’s that?”

  “It’s a surprise.” He attached the leash to the makeshift collar. “Leo’s having a little get together in his private dungeon, and we’re invited.”

  “Just the three of us?”

  “We’re late,” he said without answering her question. “Let’s get going.”

  She followed him into the hallway. They started toward the public rooms, but where they would generally go left to play, he took a right, exiting a door into the warm, humid night.

  They walked in silence, the lights illuminating the way along the sidewalk. In time, the sidewalk gave way to a gravely path, which ascended a hill. By the time they got to the top, her breathing was labored.

  He stopped without saying anything.

  “I’m out of shape,” she said.

  “We can work on that in New York. For now, just catch your breath.”

  His response surprised her. It was almost as if he expected to still have contact with her once the job was over. She’d been just as winded yesterday while climbing the pyramid, but he hadn’t said anything about helping her to get into shape. Did he really expect them to remain friends? Playmates? Or would there be something more.

  Don’t over think it, she said to herself as they started to climb stairs to a house on stilts. “Is this Milord Leo’s home?”

  “Yup.” Once on the deck, Kenan knocked on the door. Leo answered it. As usual he wore jeans and no shirt. His hair hung around his shoulders.

  “You’re late,” he said by way of greeting. “We started without you.”

  When they were inside, Kenan removed her leash. “They’re waiting for you in the kitchen, brat. Go and find them.”

  “They?”

  Kenan pointed to the left. “Go.”

  Piper didn’t wait for an explanation. She hurried across the room. Cheerful noise filtered across the open area, and when she found the kitchen, she beheld a sight that made her giggle. Three subs, bitch and two women, were cooking. They were laughing and giggling as they chopped and talked.

  “Brat,” bitch said when he saw her. He hurried over and hugged her. “I’m so glad you’re here. Come in and meet everyone. This is saucy, and this is kitty.”

  “Hello,” Piper said.

  “Hi, brat,” they said almost in unison.

  “We’ve been waiting for the chef,” saucy said. “Milord Leo told us to chop vegetables until you got here. What do we do next?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “You’re the chef.” She turned toward Kenan’s voice. He stood in the door, smiling. She’d never seen him smile before, and it made butterflies flutter in her stomach. “You have one hour to prepare our meal. If it gets the thumbs up from all five Doms, then you get a good caning. Thumbs down, and you go to bed without.”

  Excitement soared through her. “Let’s get cooking,” she said, turning back to her sous chefs. “What do we have to work with?”

  It didn’t take her long to decide on a menu. She put saucy to work on curried potatoes, a dish that Piper loved to eat. Kitty made fast work of chopping fruit for a trifle, and Piper and bitch got to work on the main dish, chicken and beef kabobs. She made a fast marinade of yogurt and Indian spices, coating the meat and putting them in the refrigerator. Ideally, she would have rather had twenty-four hours to soak the meat, but she would make do with the time that she had, and it would be delicious.

  They found wooden skewers in the drawer and soaked them in water before building the kabobs. Piper had bitch start the grill on the deck outside the house. When she put the first skewer on the grill, the sizzling sound made her laugh. She loved to cook, and doing it outdoors was a treat for her. Soon, the tangy smell of the meat filled the air. This was definitely something they could all feel pride about.

  The trifle went together easily with some sponge cake she found in the panty that bitch said he’d stocked for the occasion. They made homemade whipped cream with a wonderful taste of vanilla, and when it was all done, she thanked bitch for his help.

  “Milord Leo told me to make sure there were plenty of things for us to use. I hope I did well.”

  “You did excellent, bitch.” She gave him a hug. “What’s your real name?”

  “I’m Lady M’s bitch,” he replied. “There’s no one else I want to be.”

  A stab of jealously filled Piper, but she quickly pushed it away. What would it feel like to have that sort of commitment to someone, whether or not it was a BDSM relationship? She didn’t even have a bond with her mother. She loved her sisters, yes, but they didn’t spend a lot of time together anymore. Seeing each other brought back memories of their less than perfect childhood.

  I’m Sir Kenan’s brat, she said in her mind as she examined the meal they were about to serve. That has a nice ring to it. The offerings were perfect, and they had ten minutes to spare. But then a thought hit her.

  “Appetizers,” she said with a start. “We didn’t fix any hors d’oeuvres.”

  Crap, there wasn’t much time to spare, and her mind was fuzzy as she tried to remember the things that were left. Finally she turned to bitch. “What do we do?” The idea of a caning was fast going out the window. She really wanted to feel that cane. Think, she commanded herself, but nothing came to mind, at first. Then she thought about one of her favorite snacks.

  Hummus would go perfectly with the meal. “Are there chick peas?”

  “Yes,” saucy replied. “There’s also pita bread. Kitty and I will slice the bread while you and bitch make the hummus.”

  Ten minutes later, it was ready with carrots and celery on the side. And it was none too soon.

  “Time’s up,” Leo said from the doorway. “You cook clothed; you serve naked. Everyone strip and prepare your owners a tray of food.” A woman appeared at his side. “This is bunny. She’s been preparing drinks and will serve my meal.”

  Piper couldn’t help but think it should be Veronica with them, but she pushed the thought aside. She needed to tell Kenan how Veronica felt about Leo, and then he could tell his friend. Maybe something good could come out
of this whole affair.

  She watched as bitch helped bunny prepare a tray. When they were all done but her, she stripped down to her chastity belt and prepared Kenan’s food. She couldn’t wait for him to taste it, to see what she could come up with in an hour.

  The other subs left the kitchen before she did, and she watched as saucy knelt in front of a woman, bitch went to Lady M, kitty to a dark-headed man, and bunny went to Leo. Kenan watched her expectedly as she crossed to him. Her stomach, already in knots, grew even tighter. She knelt in front of him and offered the plate.

  “I’ve cooked for you with pleasure, Sir Kenan. May I feed you?”

  He didn’t smile as he had before, but he gave her a nod of approval that made her toes curl. “You may.”

  She dipped pita into the hummus and offered it. “My pleasure, Sir.”

  Kenan’s soft moan of appreciation let her know he thought she’d done well. When she offered the kabob, and then a taste of the curried potatoes, he nodded as he chewed. After he’d swallowed, he looked down at her. “You’ve earned the cane.”

  Excitement spread through her, and she wanted to scream, “Now, do it now.” Instead, she continued to feed him until the plate was empty.

  “You’ve all done very well,” Leo said. “I think our chef led a very talented staff to create a wonderful meal. Clap if you think she’s earned her whipping.”

  Applause filled the room and Piper blushed.

  “First, let them eat and clean, and let the food settle. Then Kenan will work his magic on her behind.”

  Piper was too excited to eat much. She took one bite of chicken and a few potatoes, but spent the rest of the time pacing the kitchen and helping with the cleaning.

  “Is your Master as good with a cane as he is with a whip?” bunny asked her. “If so, I wish I was you right now.”

  It was on the tip of her tongue to say she didn’t know, but she quickly realized she would be revealing the truth about them, that they barely knew each other. She gave the other sub a knowing smile and said, “He’s very talented.”