by Rye Hart
She dug her nails into my flesh as she came, her pussy clenching my shaft so tight it had me coming too. I soaked her depths and fucked her steadily until the last bit of my seed spilled into her.
As we lay there, each one trying to gain control of our breathing, she ran her fingers across the angry welts on my back where she’d marked me. “I’m so sorry, Chance.” She sat up, panicked. “I don’t know what came over me. I know it’s against the rules.” The contract strictly forbade either of us making marks on one another.
“It’s okay; I know how easy it is to get lost in the moment.” If it had been anyone else, I would have been angry, but with her, it was all proving different, though a small punishment might be fun. “You’ll just have to make it up to me.”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” I kissed her lips. “I have to go down and take care of a few things. I want you to wear that plug for me for a while. I’ll tell you when you can take it out and no matter how much that little pussy of yours aches with need because of it, I don’t want you to touch yourself. Let the need build. Are we clear?”
“Yes sir.”
I leaned over her and kissed her sweet mouth, releasing her other hand from the cuff.
“I’ll be in my study. It would be a great time to send a message to Rick to arrange a call home. I’ve called him earlier and instructed him to allow you to talk person to person through his connection.”
“Thank you.” She sat up with her excitement, easing onto one side as if not wanting the plug to hurt.
I planted another kiss and then headed down to my office. “You’re welcome.” It seemed I was breaking all my rules for her.
I called Nate to check on work and found him in a strangely happy mood. “Yep, everything is fine here,” he said with a bit of extra pep in his voice.
“You sound like you got laid.” The guy had no trouble finding hot women to bed, but that had become so common that it rarely affected his mood.
“Yeah, you could say that I might have found the one.”
What a coincidence, I wanted to say. I actually felt as though I’d found someone special too, even though I knew it would be ending too soon. And I wasn’t sure how she felt about me. I mean, I knew that she was more than satisfied sexually, but once she got her money, would she forget all about me? For the first time, the thought of that made me sick to my stomach. What the fuck was happening to me?
“That’s great, man. I can’t see you settling down, but if that’s what you decide, I wish you luck,” I say to Nate.
“So, how're things there in the pleasure pit? Is this one as feisty as the last?”
I’d told him about the temper the girl before had, and how she’d thrown one temper tantrum too many and it had gotten her tied up and fucked in every hole. I wasn’t out of my rights to punish, and she’d known it.
I didn’t want to sit and brag about Carrie. It didn’t feel right. She was a good girl and deserved the respect of privacy. “She’s fine. Tell me more about work. How’s the Nebraska deal going? Are the builders staying steady so far?”
“Yeah, they had one rain delay but nothing that put them behind. I’ve been calling daily to get a report as you wanted.”
“Thanks, man. I’m glad to hear it’s good.”
“Is that all you’re going to say about the girl?” He sounded like he couldn’t believe I was going to withhold information.
“I want to respect this one’s privacy.” I knew the moment that fell from my tongue that he was going to tease me about it.
“Wow, you must like her.”
“So, what if I do? You’re the one who’s found the one.” I gave a teasing chuckle, and he made a sound of frustration.
“I don’t know why I tell you anything. But hey, if that’s what’s going on, I wish you luck. You deserve happiness, friend.”
I let out a long breath. “Likewise.” Then I hung up the phone thinking about what he’d said. Did I deserve someone like Carrie? Suddenly, I wanted to be worthy. I jumped from my chair and hurried upstairs where I found her in the room brushing her hair.
“Can I take it out now?” She sat up in her seat and then crossed the room. “Please?” Her legs scissored together, and she seemed to have an ache building.
“Yes, take it out, but still no pleasuring yourself. I’d like for you to get dressed and I’ll return to take you out for dinner.”
“We’re leaving the castle?” She seemed surprised, and I knew the contract had stated that we’d stay in, but there was a nice restaurant I had been to many times with Nate and others when I came to the castle for other reasons, and I wanted to share it with her.
“Yes.” I walked into the room toward the closet.
I opened the closet door. “Come. I think you’ll find these to your liking,” I said, motioning to the formal wear.
She walked over to peek inside the closet, and her mouth popped open. “These are all mine?”
Along with the toys, I made sure to get all my partner's sizes, not only for clothes but for harnesses and other things.
“Yes, and you may take them home. I’ll give you an hour. I’d like to see your hair pulled up too.” I kissed her forehead and left her to her privacy.
CHAPTER TEN - CARRIE
I ached with need as I hurried into the bathroom and bent over the sink to remove the plug. I winced as I pulled it free, and was surprised at how good it felt. I was sopping wet, and I had considered begging him to fuck me then and there. He was so amazing, and I noticed that I had begun to have feelings for him. That was dangerous territory.
I couldn’t believe he’d allowed me to arrange a call home, and I was still waiting for Rick to get back to me. I didn’t mind having to go through him as long as I’d get to hear Lindy’s voice and check in on Dad too.
My pussy throbbed, and since I was in the bathroom, I decided to ease the ache myself. What harm could it do, and I was afraid if I didn’t that I’d leave a wet spot on my dress.
I slipped my finger down between my folds, and as soon as I touched my swollen bud, I shuddered and tightened my thighs. The phone rang, and I quickly stopped what I was doing as if I’d been caught, and ran to answer it.
“Hello!” I was out of breath and not from running. My aching had only worsened.
“Hey, Carrie. This is Rick. I’ve got time to make that call for you, and Lindy is on standby. You must have done something sweet to get this kind of privilege.”
By his tone, Rick seemed genuinely surprised.
“We’re getting along great, and he knows my dad is not doing well.” The Dark Prince was turning out to be prince charming.
“Yeah, he really is a nice guy. Okay, here she is.”
“Lindy?”
“Hey, Carrie, are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m perfect. Thanks. I can’t share details, but I’m in one of those magical castles you told me about.”
“No shit? That’s awesome!”
“Yeah, I might just start believing in magic, after all.” I smiled thinking about Chance. He had proven to me what a great guy he could be, and the sex was so amazing I couldn’t wait to get back home just to tell her about it. My little slit clenched thinking about his big cock in me, filling me up in more ways than one. I needed him inside me again, soon.
“Oh, no. You have that sound in your voice.” Lindy made a sound of disapproval. “Don’t lose sight of your goal, friend. You almost sound like a woman in love. That’s only going to lead to heartbreak.”
She was right. I had my father to worry about and needed to keep my eyes on the prize. This time would be shorter than I thought and with just a week to go, I didn’t want things to get too deep. He’d be done with me soon enough.
We ended the call, and Rick was ready with the other to my dad. I talked to him long enough to make sure he was okay and to tell him I was enjoying my trip, which I wasn’t sure he understood. His medicines had him a little loopy, and I hoped that after the treatmen
t he’d be back to his old self.
I ended the call, and before I could go to the bathroom and pick up where I’d left off, I had to get ready for dinner.
An hour later, Chance came in a little late than expected. “I’m sorry. There was some business back home, and I got stuck in a conference call.” He didn’t look happy, but he offered a half-hearted smile and then took my hand.
“It’s okay. I had a little extra time for my hair.” I turned around and showed him the intricate braids I’d done in a coronet style which crowned my head.
“It’s beautiful.” He pulled me close. “You did that yourself?”
“Well, yes, I had to keep my fingers busy.” I pushed my hips forward and ground against him.
He made a growling noise and gripped my ass pulling me closer. “Turned on and tempted?”
I didn’t tell him that I’d tried to cheat and left it at that. “Yes. Very.”
“You weren’t a bad girl, were you?” Something on my face must have given me away, as I was never one to have a poker face. “Mm. I’ll have to punish you later; I was hoping you’d misbehave just so I could.” I wasn’t going to tell him that I hadn’t really had the chance, but if he was so excited about punishing me, I’d gladly take it.
We went to dinner and had a great time. The charming restaurant had some of the best food I’d ever tasted, and Chance made sure I ate more than I wanted.
“You should build your energy. You’ll need it to survive the punishment I have in store.”
I pulled my lip in and shifted in the seat feeling myself grow damp. “What’s your favorite movie?” I asked as a distraction. We’d gone down the list of our favorite things, and it had felt more like an official date than I’d expected to have during my stay.
“I’m not much of a movie fan, but I used to watch the classics with my mother.”
“My favorite movie is a classic. The Philadelphia Story, with Stewart, Grant, and Hepburn. You can’t get better casting than that. And the romance,” I let out a little sigh. “I guess I’ve always liked the ending when they get back together. He knows that she’s his girl and they belong together.”
He leaned in closer. “It sounds like a good one. Maybe we’ll have to see it. I have a private theater back home—”
He looked away, catching himself. There was no back home for us. This was all we had.
He gave me an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. It’s just I find myself so comfortable with you, and I guess the issue back home has me a little aggravated.”
“It’s okay.” I gave him a polite smile and took another bite of my food.
I knew he wouldn’t elaborate, he couldn’t, but it was okay, I understood. The contract was signed, and it was best left alone. We spent the rest of our dinner eating quietly and sitting in awkward silence, and when we got home, he simply curled up beside me in bed and held me until we fell asleep, with no punishment or attempt at sex. I had a feeling whatever had happened back home, had him more than a little bit distracted.
CHAPTER ELEVEN - CHANCE
I felt horrible for leading Carrie on and decided to plan something nice to make it up to her. But first, I’d have to call home and talk to Nate and make sure things were okay. I’d talked to him one minute, and things were going smoothly, but then he’d called later in the day to tell me that our top investors were going to bail over the fact that the environmental codes for the location were not up to standard.
I dialed Nate, fully prepared to have him tell me I had to go home.
“No, you don’t have to leave. I’ll come up there and get you to sign the agreements they drew up. They say that you’ll be one hundred percent responsible if there is any backlash, and that you’ll respect the codes.”
“I’ve already told them that. Did you send the list of updates we plan to make?” I didn’t understand the confusion. “Why would they think that I’m that kind of businessman in the first place?”
“I’ll handle it. I’ll be up later this evening. Don’t let it get you down. Enjoy your day.”
As his voice went quiet and the call ended, I wondered what I could do that would make things better and decided that I’d take Carrie shopping in Paris. She’d said she didn’t have enough clothes and I hated that she’d had to borrow from a friend just to come on the trip.
I hurried to find her and felt horrible that I’d not been giving her the attention I usually gave the others. I searched the castle and wondered where she’d gone off to when I remembered the gallery. I walked across the courtyard and headed that way, only to find her on her way back to the main part of the castle.
“Next time you go, would you please tell me where you are?” I didn’t even know myself anymore. Here I was planning to take her on trips and saying “please.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d be done with business this early.”
The day was still young, and I decided to spring the good news.
“I’m taking you to Paris.”
“Paris? Why?”
“For a shopping spree. I insist.” She had already begun shaking her head.
“You don’t have to.”
I took her hand and pulled her closer. “I want to. I’m stressed out, and I’d like to unwind a bit.” I kissed her cheek. “Besides, you have to do everything I say, and I say we spend the day spending my money. I’ll make arrangements, and we’ll be off.”
“I don’t want to be any trouble. I know you already had to get me an expedited passport so I could leave the country, and now arranging a flight just to buy me a new wardrobe when you’ve already provided those beautiful gowns; I can’t accept all of this.”
“You can and you will, besides, you don’t get to refuse me, Carrie. I already owe you a punishment.”
“I didn’t think you wanted to deliver on that.” She put her head down and wrung her hands together.
“I’ve been horrible, haven’t I? I don’t mean to neglect you, angel. I just have had a lot of business to attend to. You go get dressed. I’ll make those arrangements, and we’ll back in time to greet Nate. He’s coming up to see us later tonight.”
“For work?” She narrowed her eyes.
I caught her meaning immediately and frowned. “Did it say anywhere in the contract that you would be sleeping with anyone but me?” I asked, insulted at her insinuation.
She blushed and looked down. “No. I’m sorry,” she said, sounding sincerely apologetic.
Just the thought of another man putting his hands on her had my fists clenching at my sides. Jesus Christ what was happening to me?
I shook my head, trying to calm myself. “Now go put on a nice, short dress for me. I want easy access to your pussy should the urge strike me.”
A slow smile spread her lips. “Okay.” She took a kiss and hurried off to get ready.
An hour later we were in the sky, and she was surprisingly calm for someone who hadn’t flown but once.
Her hand brushed across my thigh, and I took it in mine.
“Thank you,” she said.
“You’re welcome.” I looked in her eyes and leaned in close to kiss her. We were the only ones on the plane other than the pilot, and I decided that I’d like to give her a taste of her punishment while we still had a little time in the air.
I shifted in my seat undid my belt. “Get on your knees.” I tugged her hand, and she slipped down to her knees and nestled in between my thighs. “Now, take it out.”
The blush hit her cheeks as she smiled. “Yes, sir.” She reached into my pants and pulled out my cock. It was already hard, and there was a tiny pearl at the tip which the quickly licked.
“That’s right, my greedy little girl, already going for it. Show me how you worship it.” She fixed her eyes on mine and then kissed its head. Then she trailed her tongue down it nice and slow, licking the veiny flesh and stroking it near the base. “That’s a good girl. Your mouth is so fucking hot. Kiss me.” She rose up, and I leaned forward. Our lips met, my tongue dart
ing inside her mouth against hers, mingling with intent.
I pushed her back down to her knees. “Place it on your tongue.”
She looked down at my cock and placed it on her tongue, keeping her mouth open.
“I’ve been gentle with you so far, haven’t I?”
She nodded, my cock responding with a twitch.
“Do you remember what you did?” She nodded. It made me so hot thinking she’d touched herself, that she’d been so worked up that she couldn’t help it.
“You were a greedy little slut, weren’t you?” She nodded again. “Mm. Show me how greedy you can be.” I let my eyes fall down to my cock as a suggestion, and she closed her mouth on me and began to suck.
She stroked me and sucked in a nice steady rhythm, and I waited for her to take me deeper and get adjusted so I could show her what rough was. Then I slipped my hands behind her head and gripped her hair. She kept puffing, and once she caught her breath and took me deep, I pulled her mouth down all the way on me, my hearty cock slipping down into her throat, causing her to gag. She spasmed and struggled, but I waited until her eyes watered before pulling her away.
I stood and jerked her up, and she grinned at me, knowing that she was about to get it good. “Wipe that smile off your face, and bend over. I need to show you what happens to bad little girls.”
She leaned over into the chair and held on as I got behind her. I thrust my cock into her sopping pussy with one hard thrust, and she cried out so loud I thought the pilot might make an emergency landing. I covered her mouth and leaned down to her ear. “Don’t scream. Be a good girl and take it.” She nodded, and I snaked my arm around her and rubbed her clit, my other hand pulling on the braids in her hair. She moaned and whimpered, and her begging was the hottest sound ever.
I pulled back my hips and began to drive into her, faster and faster, until she was screaming into my hand while the other steadily worked her clit. She lost her balance and stumbled forward, but I pulled her back close, fucking that wet slit so hard until we were clapping against one another. I gripped her hair and pulled it, not slowing at all until she’d come so much she’d all but collapsed beneath me. I pulled out of her and turned her to face me, pushing her down roughly, and she fell to her knees. “Open up.” She closed her eyes, and I gripped her cheeks as I pushed my cock onto her tongue and shot hot streams of cum into her mouth. When I pulled away, she swallowed, and I leaned down and kissed her mouth.