by Paige, Laci
“Maybe we can put her to work here.” Kyle suggested.
Jake’s face turned hard as stone, and his fists clenched. “No, she’s mine.”
Kyle raised his hands. “Calm down boy, apparently you will always have Dom tendencies, switch or no switch. It was only a suggestion. With my best Top stepping down I need to fill the gap somewhere.” He moved on with the conversation, unaffected by Jake's outburst. “How about Jonathan? Do you think he could fill your spot?”
“I know he could handle it, but with Roxi back in town—”
“No, definitely won’t work then. I hadn’t thought of that. No matter, we will figure it out. I think it best you go off the schedule immediately. I assume you being a Top here at the club would be problematic for your new relationship?” He stared Kristy down.
Jake nodded, and felt a severe sense of loss over losing his clients so quickly. He wanted to wean himself slowly from the schedule for his sanity. “Yes.”
Jake felt Kristy go stiff next to him and saw what she was looking at. Crystal humped Kyle’s leg while he stroked her head as if it was a normal occurrence. When he noticed them watching, he said, “She’s been a very good girl not barking while I have guests, so she needs to be rewarded.” Turning his attention to the chained up woman, he said, “That’s it my good puppy, rub it until it feels good, but you may not come yet, my pet.” He scratched under her chin.
Crystal threw her head back, whether in pleasure or frustration Jake didn’t know, but she slowed her movements and nuzzled his leg.
Jake winced on the inside at the orgasm torture she was going through. He knew all too well how it felt, and his cock jolted.
Jake blurted out, “Do you mind if we use Room Ten?”
“To finish off what you started in the hallway? By all means. Come back later when you’re finished and we will work on some paperwork. Oh, and I deem it unnecessary for you to change your status, since you won’t be submissive in the club, but we will discuss it later. Go on.” He made motions for them to get up and leave.
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Once out in the hallway, Kristy let her guard down and practically hyperventilated. She leaned up against the wall and took a deep breath. “Holy shit! If this isn’t the weirdest lunch date ever, I don’t know what is.”
“Sorry baby, I didn’t know Crystal was going to be chained up. Usually she’s clothed and kneeling at his feet quietly.”
“Promise me no animal play, Jake?” She gave him a cold hard stare and he laughed.
“I promise. It’s not my kind of kink.” He smirked at her discomfort over the situation and she swatted his arm. “Oh, no you don’t. We’re on my territory now.” He grabbed and spun her around to press her chest against the wall and ground his hips into her ass.
Her heart rate picked up as the adrenaline spiked. She wanted Jake and wanted him fast.
“Strip now. Everything but the heels.” Tingles spiked hearing his Dom voice.
Room Ten! She had to rein it in and not get too excited. She was the sub and needed to get into the submissive mindset. “Yes, Sir.” She did as asked and stripped down. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her, as the halls were empty, but the thought of someone catching them made it that much more exciting.
“Kneel.” He took her clothing and she knelt at his feet. He laced his fingers in the back of her hair and pulled her face upwards. “Beautiful. God you make my dick hard. Feel it.”
Her fingers ran the length of his shaft through his jeans, and he felt hard as steel. She moaned and licked her lips.
“You like?” He looked down at her through hooded eyes.
She nodded furiously. Dropping her clothing to the floor, he unleashed his swollen cock in front of her face. He leaned his palms out against the wall for support, and said, “Suck.”
Her lips went around his head hungrily and she teased with her tongue. He made his intentions known and thrust in and out of her mouth slowly a few times. Picking up the pace he let out a moan and began fucking her face. His warm seed shot against the back of her throat, and she almost gagged from the force of it, but she still managed to swallow every last drop.
“Very nice.” From the corner of her eye, she saw Master Kyle with Crystal at his feet.
Her cheeks warmed. Sneaking a peek at Crystal she saw the woman grinning at her with a look of approval.
Jake tucked himself in his jeans without zipping up and helped Kristy rise from the floor. She kept her head down out of respect as Jake picked up her clothes and led her to Room Ten.
“Can you call into work for an extended lunch?” Jake asked.
She nodded and he dug her phone out from her jacket pocket. After she called in, he picked her up and carried her to a vinyl covered table. Once on the table, he spread her legs and cuffed her upper thighs and ankles so she couldn’t move them. “You took care of me. Now it’s your turn.” He flashed a wicked grin and winked at her, it sent spasms to her nether region. His palm cupped her between the legs and she closed her eyes. “Eyes on me.”
She looked at him. Jake started by patting her outer lips and then smacked them a little harder. She moaned at the new sensation she was experiencing. Her eyes started to close, and he smacked her harder. “Eyes open.”
When she refocused on him, she saw nothing but love in his eyes. Did he love her? The visual contact felt intimate, like she could see into his soul. She wondered for a brief moment what he saw in her eyes, and then Jake changed tactics and began massaging the skin around her outer lips. His fingers worked, thoroughly pinching them together and massaging up and down their length. Kristy wanted to scream from the intense feeling. He teased around her clit making sure not to touch it.
She began panting and whimpering never taking her gaze off him. She tried to convey a message through her eyes. Oh please, touch me there, touch my clit.
“Up on your elbows and watch me.” She did as told, and was unable to look away from the erotic scene. She gasped when his tongue hit her nub. She knew if she wasn’t restrained, her hips would have lifted off the table. Her clit burned ultra sensitive and felt the beginning of what she knew would be a big one. Her womb tightened and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Her clit throbbed, swollen and hard. Breathing hard she thrashed her head back and forth. Involuntary noises left her mouth. Her orgasm washed over every inch of her body in hot waves. Whiteness blinded her vision as she screamed, “Oh, God, Jake! Yes!”
As she came down from her high, Jake’s tongue began a slow torture around her sensitive nerves. “Oh, God! No Jake! I can’t take it!” She tried to push his head away, but he wouldn’t budge.
He licked again in slow lazy circles.
“No, no, no,” she whimpered, but his tongue continued. The breath left her lungs and she sobbed. It was beyond pleasure now and nothing but pain ran all the way through her body and soul. His tempo picked up and she couldn’t stand it anymore. Letting out a scream that didn’t sound like her, she cried, “No Jake. Red! Red! Red!”
Jake froze between her legs and immediately began removing the cuffs from her legs. Once she was free, he pulled her into his arms and held her tight.
“I’m sorry Jake, I couldn’t do it. It was too much for me.” She continued to sob. He whispered sweet assurances in her ear and stroked her hair for several long minutes calming her.
Eventually she pulled from his embrace and looked at him giving him a coy smile. “Thank you for stopping. That was something I don’t want to do ever again. It was painful.”
Jake spoke quietly. “Thank you for safewording. I got carried away testing your limits.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Are you all right now?” He cupped her face and looked directly in her eyes.
“Yes. I promise. Thank you.” They rose up from the table, cleaned each other, and got dressed. She walked up to Jake and gave him a huge hug and leaned against his chest. “I’ll see you later then?”
“No way. I’ve got you another fifteen minutes. Come with me.”
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nbsp; She tried to protest but he grabbed her hand and led her to Room Eight. Inside it was set up into four sections. Each section held different items. One had a variety of whips; she shuddered at the sight of the bullwhip laid out on a table. Another space had floggers and that’s the one they headed to. She didn’t have time to check out the other areas.
“This is our training room, I want to teach you how to flog. Not that I want you to do it to me anytime soon, but I’d like you to learn regardless.” He pulled a suede one from the wall. “Your favorite kind.” He smiled his sweet sexy smile, and she purred. Even though she was sexually spent, her clit throbbed with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
There was a small decorative rug on the wall near them. He began showing her the basic figure eight technique against the rug. Shaking his head, he explained, “Never practice on a person, and when you do, there are certain areas you should avoid. We’ll get to that another time.” He demonstrated for a few minutes then extended the handle in her direction. “Your turn.”
Unsure, she gripped it tight in her palm looking it over. Feeling the suede with her fingertips she closed her eyes remembering what it felt like against her skin.
Jake reached out and rubbed her arm and her eyes popped open. He watched her with concern.
Lifting it in the air and letting the tendrils hang loose she gave it a shake and giggled. “I think I like holding this.” She took a whack at the rug and heard Jake gasp.
“Not that hard, baby.” He laughed. “This is why we don’t practice on people, although a masochist probably wouldn’t mind. Try again, softer this time.” She tried again and this time it barely made a thudding noise. “Too gentle. Keep trying, you’ll get the hang of it.”
She concentrated and tried over and over again getting better with each swipe. She was so into it that when Jake gripped her wrist, she flinched. “Baby you need to get back to work.” He snorted softly.
She groaned. “Aww, I was just getting into it.”
“Yeah, I saw.” He reached down and she watched as he adjusted his cock. Her lips pulled into a grin.
“You approve?” she asked.
“What do you think?” He wrapped around her and rubbed his hardness into her hip. She turned in his arms and kissed him deeply. He pulled away first. “If you don’t get back to work I will throw you on this floor and bang you right here. Now go!” He used his Dom voice and it resonated down to her core. Then she remembered she still held the flogger in hand. She lifted it and swatted the rug with it. He looked torn. “What am I going to do with you? You drive me out of my fucking mind.”
“I really like this. I feel powerful.” Hitting the rug a few more times made her blood rush in her veins.
“That’s really nice baby,” he moaned. “We’ll play later. Go to work.” He took the flogger from her and patted her ass. “Go!”
She kissed him quick on the lips and ran out of the room. Kristy felt elated and left with two thoughts; no one better mess with her at work, and when can she train next?
Chapter Twenty
It had been weeks into their new relationship, and Jake was the dominant one thus far. He wanted Kristy to be the Top for the night and wasn’t sure how to ask. After dinner they stretched out on the couch together to watch a movie, but Jake couldn’t get into it and couldn’t sit still.
“What’s wrong?” She smoothed her hand over his cheek. “You can tell me anything, except that you’re leaving me.” Sure she was kidding, he gave her a pissed off look anyway. “I’m sorry, bad joke,” she said.
“Yes, very bad.” He sat up abruptly and cupped her face in his large hands. “I can’t imagine my life without you in it.” His lips pressed against hers quick and hard. “You mean the world to me. I—I....”
She looked expectantly almost tearing up, and he dropped his head. “…I want to say them to you. I do.”
“Say what Jake?”
“Those three words every woman wants to hear, but it’s hard for me. I’ve never spoken those words to anyone. Ever.” He couldn’t tell what he was more mortified over, the fact that she knew he loved her, or what he just shared with her.
“No one? Not even family?” She trailed a fingernail along his jaw.
“No one. My family was never into the whole affectionate thing. We just knew we loved each other, I guess.” He shrugged.
“Well, I know you love me, and I also know you will tell me one day, when you’re ready.” She smiled at him and it warmed his heart. He did love her, and maybe he would be able to tell her one day, but as he thought about it, panic struck. Did she feel the same way, and love him back?
She rose from the couch heading to the kitchen. He loved watching her hips sway as she walked away. Half way there she stopped and turned to him. “Jake, I love you, too.”
He was stunned and didn’t know what to say or do. He wanted to say it, really he did, and he wanted to jump up and hug her tight. Instead, he sat there.
Her lips pulled into a beautiful smile and she left for the other room.
When she came back with two beers and popcorn, he realized he hadn’t moved since she left. He wanted to tell her, but his lips wouldn’t form the words.
She placed the goodies on the coffee table in front of the couch, and then sat down and snuggled up against him. “And I didn’t say that just because. You can ask your sister.”
“What? You talked to her about this? About us?”
“She asked me if I loved you, and I told her yes. Now shush. Let’s watch the movie.” She picked up the remote and before she could hit a button, he took it from her.
“You are unbelievable. How do you get deeper and deeper into my heart by the minute? Come with me. Now.” His voice was raspy. He led her to the playroom. “I want to show you something.” He walked in the room and pointed to a hook next to the door. From his pocket he pulled the silver silky bit of fabric from their first session and hung it from the hook. “I carry this around quite often. It reminds me of you. You wouldn’t recognize it by sight, but maybe if you feel it...” He took the material and ran it over her cheeks and down her neck and arms. She closed her eyes and her breathing stuttered.
“Being a switch is still new to me and I’m not sure how to go about certain things. So I’ve come up with an idea.” He hung the silk on the hook. “Whoever wants to Top a scene will take this fabric and present it to the other. Once the other person accepts it, the scene begins, and the silk is given back to the Top.”
“Or one could just ask?” She shrugged.
“Just play my game, okay?” He pleaded with her, and she nodded. “Tonight though, I want you to present it to me.”
“Jake, I’m not very good at this. I don’t know how to use anything in here.” She motioned around the room. “Nor do I know how to set up a scene.” Apprehension flooded her face.
“I will teach you in time, but for now restrain me and have your way with me. I don’t want to think, I just want to feel.” He begged with his eyes.
“Oh, Jake.” She wrapped her arms around him and held him swaying back and forth, and it felt so good to him, he felt like he belonged. “Oh, how I love you,” she said.
Leaving him there for a brief moment, she went to reach for the silk. Holding it to her chest she turned and locked the door.
The cloth went from her hand to his and back to her again. Jake knelt down at her feet. Giving himself over freely, his head dropped from her gaze. He waited for a long moment thinking she wasn’t able to go through with it, and then finally her hand ran over the top of his head. She walked a circle around him. “I don’t like this position. When you kneel for me I want you standing on your knees, wrists crossed behind your lower back, and your head down.”
He adjusted his position. “Does this please you, Ma’am?”
She stood directly in front of him and pulled his face to her breasts. “Mmmm, I believe it does.” She ran her hands through his hair. Her nails dug in and trailed from his scalp, inside his shirt, and d
own his back as far as she could reach. He shivered. “Oh yes it does, but don’t call me Ma’am, makes me feel older than I am, and we both know I have issues with that.” She bent over and swatted his ass.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“That’s better, but we have the matter of all these clothes on your body. Remove them.”
He removed his clothing and stood before her, head down with his hands clasped in front of him waiting for her next instruction.
“To the table.” She ordered, and pointed to the padded vinyl table he had her on not too long ago.
Once on the table, she tried to strap him in but had trouble doing so. “Here let me help.” He sat up and showed her how to adjust the cuffs and secure them around his ankles.
“Lay down.” She shoved him back and restrained his wrists almost like a pro. “Not gonna do anything crazy, but use your safewords if needed. Standard ones apply.” She smirked at him.
“Yes, Mistress.” He was thrilled to hear her getting into her role, and his erection proved it. “May I ask a question?” he said.
“Yes.” Her reply came out a little on the breathless side so he assumed she’d seen his shaft and was as affected as he was.
“May I look at you?”
“Briefly. Then I’m blindfolding you.” When he looked up, she gazed at him from hooded eyes, looking sexier than hell. He doubted she even knew what she did to him. She removed clothing down to her undergarments and stopped there. His dick bobbed. “That’s it big boy.” Crawling up the table and over his abs she straddled him. “See you later.” She winked and that was the last thing he saw before the darkness.
Jake lost track of time as she assaulted his senses using her lips, teeth, tongue and fingers to explore and ignite his body from head to toe. What started as a slow burn became a raging inferno. Jake couldn’t take the torture anymore. He was either going to die or explode. He tried to safeword but as his mouth opened Kristy’s tongue found his and he moaned instead.
After her calming, loving kiss, she went south and her tongue probed his balls as they tightened. Her mouth found his head and took one hard long suck as his body started to shake involuntarily. Next thing he knew, a condom was rolled on and her wetness crashed down on him.