Ananda grabbed Dameron’s hands and held them as she made her plea. “Please don’t say a word. Not yet. I promise, I will tell him. He should hear this from me and not you. Just promise me that you won’t tell him before I get a chance.”
Dameron gazed down. Something strange struck Ananda as she held her former friend’s hands. Bones poked through her wrists and hands over her thin skin. Dameron had always been svelte, but never this emaciated.
“Dameron, what’s going on with you? Why are you so thin? Are you sick?”
Before the woman could answer, she collapsed to the floor in a heap.
“Dameron!” Ananda caught her. “I have to get you to a hospital now.”
“No!” With all of the strength her thin instructor could muster, she held onto Ananda’s hands. “Please don’t. I haven’t been eating properly because I’ve been, well, concerned.”
“About what?” Ananda stroked her hand through Dameron’s hair after helping her to her feet.
“You’ve seen Willow and Apple. Both young, both beautiful. Some days I feel I don’t measure up to them. So I stopped eating.”
“You can’t do that. You’re killing yourself. Don’t you see that?”
Dameron wiped tears away. “I can’t tell Master Eagan I need help. He’ll replace me.”
“I can help you, Dameron. If you’ll keep my secret safe, I’ll do the same for you.”
Before Dameron could respond, just as she brought up her gaze, she gasped, and looked beyond Ananda. Ananda turned around and saw Eagan standing at the door.
Ananda swallowed, wondering just how much of their conversation did he hear.
Eagan looked at Aspen. “Give us some privacy.”
“Yes, Master Eagan.” Dameron gave Ananda a pleading look before leaving and closing the door behind herself.
Eagan planted the softest kiss on her lips. What started off as light and sweet quickly turned into something passionate. He slid his tongue into her mouth and she sucked it hungrily. Her hand fisted his thick hair.
Right here and now, Ananda should have come clean about everything. To have him with her, she wanted nothing but him.
“I actually missed you,” he said when he broke from the kiss. “I couldn’t wait to come home.”
“I’m here to serve you.” She stripped off her shirt and kicked off her shoes.
Eagan helped her remove her long skirt.
“Do you have any lubricant or oil?” she asked.
Eagan stared at her for a moment then smiled. “Wait here.” He left the room and came back moments later with a small bottle of clear liquid and a condom. “Hands on the desk.”
Ananda did as instructed and spread her feet apart. She heard him unwrap the rubber then a rustling sound as his sheathed himself. She jumped when she felt his hand full of cold oil sliding up and down between her cheeks. Then he held her hip.
Using the tip of his middle finger, he circled her puckered hole. Ananda writhed under his touch. He leaned down and kissed the middle of her back. The touch electrified her skin. If this man didn’t know that they were good together then he just wasn’t paying attention.
Eagan slipped his finger inside of her ass. With each inch, she arched her back until he got up to the knuckle. When he moved his finger in and out of her, her body trembled.
“Oh, God, yes! More! More!” The words coming from Ananda’s mouth sounded foreign to her. She liked anal sex? With Eagan? Absolutely!
His finger slipped out of her. Ananda felt him teasing her anus with the tip of his cock.
She didn’t know what made her want to try anal sex. She wanted him and wanted to please him right now.
He slid the tip inside of her and stopped. Ananda gripped his desk and stood still as he held her hips with both hands and eased himself in deeper until he was all the way to the hilt. The introduction of his thick shaft stretched her to an almost painful extent. Almost. Had Eagan not trained her earlier, she wouldn’t have known what to expect. She wouldn’t have known to relax. She wouldn’t have trusted him so much.
Ananda’s body shook at the sensation. He expanded her, mind, body and soul. Eagan did slow, rhythmic thrusts inside of her.
“So tight,” he growled. “So wonderful.”
Ananda nodded. It was a feeling like she’d never felt before. After the anal plug, she knew she would like anal sex, but with Eagan it was absolutely incredible. His size filled her completely. The motion rubbed the right spot inside of her, causing wave upon wave of electric sparks shooting through her. He owned her body. And if he didn’t pick her for the show, he would still own her body.
Eagan increased his speed. Ananda bent over more to give him better and deeper access. Then she hooked her foot around his leg, urging him to take her harder.
“You can come, Begonia. Do it!” he demanded.
As though he flipped a switch on inside of her, she let out a long, low moan. Her body shook as she let the climax overtake her. Yes, she needed this man. Hopefully, he would see he needed her, too.
“Eagan, I have those reports for you. Jesus!” As quickly as Phil opened the door, he slammed it just as fast and hard when he caught Eagan and Ananda together.
Eagan kissed Ananda’s shoulder before sliding out of her. “You may use my bathroom to clean up, if you want.”
Ananda picked up her clothes and held them in her arms. “No. I’ll go down to the bathroom I’ve been using. Until I’m officially your submissive, I won’t use your quarters.” She kissed him. “Not yet.” Then she walked out of the room, passing Phil in the hallway.
Ananda glanced back and saw Phil and Eagan standing together and staring at her. At least this time Eagan didn’t give her the usual speech about the sex not securing her in the house. And he said he did miss her. These were all great signs. Now she would just need to get him alone to tell him about the dancing. He would understand. He would have to.
* * * *
“Are you fucking nuts?” Phil stomped his foot. “The day before elimination, and you fuck one of the contestants.”
“If she wins, I’ll be doing that and more to her.” With the condom discarded, Eagan fastened his pants and headed down to his bedroom with Phil following him.
“Have you seen the latest?” Phil tossed a copy of the New York Post on Eagan’s bed. Splashed across the cover read the headline ‘Ebony and Ivory: Which will Morton Choose?’ “They are making this a black-and-white issue. The message boards are lighting up again. I had them run a poll.”
Eagan undressed and slipped on his robe. “And?”
“And it’s split. Forty percent said you should choose Sunny.”
“Because she’s white?”
“And because she’s a real submissive and has been on top this whole competition.”
“And the other sixty percent?” Not that Eagan put much stock into polls or public opinion. At least not this time.
“Another forty percent want you to choose Begonia.”
“Because she’s black?”
“Some. But also because they say they notice some chemistry between you two.” Phil scratched his head. “She’s not the one you’ve been fucking the entire time, is she?”
“You’re getting off track here.” And Eagan didn’t want to answer the question. “What about the other twenty percent?”
“Fifteen says you shouldn’t choose either one. Two percent want Ophelia back and three percent didn’t have a decision either way.”
“So they’re split down the middle on the two women.”
“Yeah, but for your career, for your image, you should definitely choose Sunny.”
“Why? With Ophelia, they saw who my last submissive was. They know my history. I’m not going to buckle under public opinion.”
“Then how about your career? You will lose viewers if you have a black woman as your submissive. There are already campaigns against you and talk of boycotting your films if you do this. If you choose her, you won’t win.”
“But if I choose s
omeone based on what the public wants and not what I want, I won’t win. From the very beginning, this has all been about me. Don’t lose sight of that now.”
“Don’t you forget that you’re a public figure. Fans will turn on you at the drop of a hat.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time.” And Eagan knew it wouldn’t be the last.
He had a very tough decision to make. Sunny said and did all of the right things. She was the ultimate submissive. She even did his aftercare and then some when Eagan whipped Begonia. But Begonia, she had his heart. Whenever he saw her in a room, he had to have her.
Whose idea was it to do this damn show?
* * * *
“How did things go for you?” Ananda asked Sunny.
“The same. Everyone in my life knows what I’m into so it was basically hearing them all say good luck and be supportive. What about you?”
Ananda shook her head. “Not so lucky.”
“Sorry. Master Eagan warned you it wouldn’t be easy.” Sunny set her suitcase down and immediately stripped.
Seeing her naked body, Ananda was immediately reminded of something. “Hey, I don’t think I told you the other night, thank you for, um, what you did.”
Sunny smiled. “My pleasure.”
Ananda slipped down from her bed. “Speaking of pleasure, you up for a little adventure?”
“What did you have in mind?”
Ananda didn’t say a word. She took Sunny’s hand and led her out of the dungeon.
“Where are we going?” Sunny asked in a whisper, although the crew had already gone.
“You’ll see.” Ananda crept up the steps and stopped at Eagan’s bedroom door.
“We can’t do this. We’ll get in trouble.” Sunny pulled her hand back.
“No more in trouble than when you licked my pussy the other night.” Ananda knocked on his door and waited.
“Enter,” he called through the door.
Ananda’s sweaty hand turned the knob and she stepped inside.
“Begonia? What are you doing here?” he asked. Eagan sat in his bed with a laptop next to him. His bare chest screamed to be licked.
“We,” she pulled in Sunny behind her, “wanted to thank you for allowing us to be on the show and letting us be the top two that you’ll pick from tomorrow night.”
“It was your hard work and dedication that got you there.” He set his computer on an end table just as Ananda closed the door behind them. “You know there are cameras in this room also.”
Ananda looked at Sunny. They held hands. “We know,” Ananda said.
“Come here.”
The two of them approached Eagan’s bed.
“You know I could kick you both off the show.” He volleyed his attention between the two. “I saw you the other night. Sunny, I saw what you did to Begonia.”
Ananda never felt her heart beating so hard. “How did you—”
Eagan cut her off. “The mirror in the room, it’s a two-way mirror. I watched the whole thing. I saw you come.”
“I’m sorry, Master Eagan.” Sunny bowed her head.
“Sorry for what? Sorry you did it or sorry you got caught?”
Sunny remained quiet, but Ananda spoke up. “Sorry we got caught.”
Sunny snapped her attention to Ananda’s direction.
“Good, Begonia. I like your honesty. But you shouldn’t be here in my room.”
This time Ananda looked down.
“While we’re here, is there anything we can do to please you?” Sunny wrapped her arms around Ananda and held her close.
“No.” Eagan hopped off his bed. “Not here. Follow me.”
He padded out of his room and back downstairs while Ananda and Sunny walked two steps behind him. It shouldn’t have surprised Ananda that he returned to the dungeon. After opening a cabinet next to the mirror, Eagan clicked a switch, lowering a vertical bar.
Then he sauntered to both of them. Eagan slipped his hand behind Ananda’s head and pulled her forward, crushing his lips against hers. He broke the kiss. Then while still holding onto Ananda, he put his hand behind Sunny’s head and gave her the same rough kiss.
Without being asked or told, Ananda and Sunny moved closer together and gave each other a softer, more sensuous kiss. With passion and courage coursing through her veins, Ananda grabbed the waistband of Eagan’s pajama bottoms and pulled them down over his jutting cock.
“Sunny, on your knees. Begonia, stand up.”
Sunny lowered herself in front of him while Ananda stood. Like the master he was, Eagan put his hand to the back of Sunny’s head to encourage her to take his cock. She did so, wrapping her hand around his meaty shaft. She licked his mushroom tip and slid the length of him in her mouth.
Eagan kissed Ananda and pushed his tongue into her mouth to encourage her to do with his tongue what her counterpart was performing below. Ananda sucked his tongue as she ran her fingers through his hair.
His hand cupped her breast. When he circled her nipple with his thumb, Ananda’s stomach quivered. She had to lean back against the platform to maintain her balance.
“Get on the table,” he growled.
Ananda obliged. He parted her thighs and moved carefully to keep Sunny sucking while he bent over and did his own breath-taking motions with his mouth. He spread her labia open then teasingly blew his hot breath over her needy cunt.
Ananda writhed on the platform, waiting for him to put her out of her misery.
“I don’t know if you deserve me eating out your pussy,” Eagan said. “Sunny made you come this way not too long ago, which is in violation of the rules. So why should I do it now?”
“I’ll make you so happy in return. I promise.” Ananda curved her hips up to encourage him.
Eagan paused a couple of times and closed his eyes. Sunny really must be doing a number on him. All she could hear was Sunny’s constant slurping.
“Happy how?” Eagan pressed. To tease her even more, he took a quick lick on her clit. Ananda writhed on the platform; it felt so good.
“I’ll do anything you want.” Ananda stared at him in his eyes. He had to know she meant what she said.
“You’ll do that anyway. What else?” This time, when he licked her from her anus to her clit in such a slow pass, time stopped for Ananda.
“God!” She grabbed the edge of the platform that was above her head.
Gazing up, she found Eagan pumping his hips. Must be fucking Sunny’s mouth. Ananda had been in that position before and loved it.
“I’ll know what you want. I’ll anticipate your every need and mood.” She sat up. “I’ll fight for you.”
With those words, Eagan buried his head between her legs. For as rough as he could be, he was surprisingly gentle to her pussy. His skilled tongue darted in and out of her making her body twitch with each pass. He covered her clit with his mouth and it made her body jerk off the platform.
His oral assault on her sex made her body hum, until he suddenly stopped.
“Oh no. Not yet.” He took a couple of steps back, bent over and hoisted Sunny to her feet and onto the table.
After instructing Sunny to lie on her back, he slid his index and middle fingers inside of her. For Ananda, he took her hand and put it on her pussy. She knew exactly what he wanted her to do. Her fingers eased down between her slick nether lips. Then, she plunged the middle finger inside of herself.
Playing with herself in front of Eagan made her rethink breaking out her vibrator when things got to be too much for her. Her finger found her pleasure spot.
“Eagan,” she moaned. Relief needed to come soon and he had to grant it to her or she would just burst.
He stepped back from the table. Grabbing Sunny’s hands, he pulled her up and led her to the bar he’d lowered when they first came to the room.
“Hands over your head.”
Sunny did so without question. Eagan secured her wrists to the bar in wrist cuffs and then raised her just enough for her toes to reach the floor
. He cupped one of her breasts as he licked and sucked the other.
As much as Ananda had always thought she would hate seeing Eagan pleasure another woman, seeing him with Sunny made her juices flow. Ananda drove her finger inside of herself deeper, rubbing her clit to get a powerful sensation.
“Eagan, I can’t hold out much longer. Please.” Ananda squirmed on the platform, trying not to notice Eagan pleasuring Sunny, but unable to look away.
Eagan gave Sunny a gentle shove, making her swing back and forth before he stormed away from her and went to Ananda.
Standing at the end of platform, Eagan watched her, his hands planted on his hips. “Come on, Begonia. Here I am giving you the chance to finally pleasure yourself and you’re being tame.”
With her free hand, Ananda cupped her breast, massaging it as she plunged inside of herself faster and harder. The heel of her hand rubbed against her hardened clit.
“P-p-please! I need to come.” Ananda couldn’t stop her body from shaking out of control. Under his sultry stare and her constant manipulation, an orgasm was imminent.
“Put your hands over your head.” Eagan crossed over to the end of the platform by her head.
Thinking he didn’t mean at the moment, Ananda continued masturbating.
“If I have to tell you to put your hands over your head again, you’ll be out of the house. Do it now!”
Ananda eased her finger out of her tight, warm channel and removed her hand from her breast. She placed both hands over her head.
Once there, it didn’t take long for Eagan to hold onto both wrists with one hand. As he strapped both of her hands down, his mouth sucked her juices from her fingers.
“So good,” he said between licks. “Pull on the restraints.”
Ananda did so, finding herself secured. Weeks ago, a feeling like that would have freaked her out. Now she couldn’t wait to see what he would do next.
Still standing over her head, he leaned over and gave her a kiss upside down. The feeling felt odd but intense. Her only regret was that she couldn’t touch him.
Like a man on a mission, Eagan trotted down to the other end of the platform. He grabbed her ankles and parted her legs roughly. Just as he’d done with her hands, he bound her ankles to the platform, rendering her immobile.
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