Love My Way

by Bridget Midway

  If the helpless feeling wasn’t enough to get Ananda wet and ready for Eagan, she watched him carefully select a leather flogger. Each tail of the individual straps held a small knot. Ananda’s toes curled at the thought of what he would do to her.

  “Do you know what this is, Begonia?” he asked as he feathered the toy over her skin.

  “A flogger, sir.” The light dusting over her arms and breasts tickled her. She writhed under the touch as much as she could but being held down, she couldn’t move very much.

  “Very good. You are a fast learner.” He swiped the tails down her legs, careful to avoid her aching pussy. “Do you know what I’m going to do with this?”

  Ananda stared at him in his intense eyes. She shook her head. “No.”

  Eagan slammed the flogger between her legs and walked away from the platform. “You had better think about it then and let me know.”

  Son of a bitch! He went to the wall of toys and scanned the items. When he pulled down a black paddle, Sunny’s legs flailed.

  Eagan strolled to the swinging woman. “How do you know this is for you?”

  “I don’t, Master Eagan. I’m hoping it is.”

  Eagan stood next to her. Ananda had to raise her head to see over her arm to watch the action. He whispered something to Sunny, which made her turn her head to him. He kissed her hard, nibbling her bottom lip. With everything he did, Ananda wanted him.

  He slid his fingers in between Sunny’s puckered nether lips then in a blink of an eye, he paddled her ass. The sound of the smack echoed in the room louder than Sunny’s cry.

  “You like that?” he asked in a growl.

  “Yes, sir!” Sunny nodded just as he paddled her again. “Oh, God! Yes!”

  When Ananda saw him move his fingers in and out of her as he paddled her, she had to lay her head flat on the platform. She felt like butterflies swarmed over her body and in her stomach as she listened to Sunny’s spanking.

  “You are fun to play with,” Eagan said.

  Breathlessly, Sunny replied, “Thank you, Master Eagan.”

  Ananda closed her eyes to imagine what he would do to her. She heard slight banging against the wall. Gazing to the side, she saw Eagan pulling down a fur-covered paddle that he used to rub against Sunny’s ass. She reacted the same way to that treatment that she did for the paddling.

  “Your ass is nice and red,” Eagan said, as he continued smoothing the furry paddle over her. “You might have to sleep on your stomach tonight. Do you mind that, Sunny?”

  “No, sir.” She shook her head.

  He walked away from her again and went to the wall of toys. This time he grabbed the nipple clamps attached on a long silver chain. No coaxing was needed to get Sunny’s nipples out this time. Eagan attached them to her nipples.

  Ananda heard her competitor suck in a quick intake of breath, then moan, when Eagan tugged on the chain.

  “It might be hard for you to sleep on your stomach, too, huh?” He licked both nipples.

  “Y-y-yes, sir.”

  “Do you mind?”

  Sunny, no longer able to speak, shook her head.

  “Good. How about another swing?” After dropping the chain, he pushed her body again, sending her swinging back and forth.

  In her gut, Ananda knew that meant he was coming back to her. She watched him stalking her, moving around her platform like a shark circling its prey.

  “Figured out what I should do with the flogger?” he asked.

  Ananda nodded. Her throbbing clitoris screamed its answer to her, but she wanted to ignore it. There was no denying what this man could do to her body.

  “What, Begonia?”

  “Spank my pussy, Master Eagan. I want to feel it there.”

  Eagan picked up the toy. “You two are making it very difficult for me to choose who should be my submissive.”

  Ananda gazed at him. The seriousness of his statement masked his face. Who would he pick tomorrow?

  With a flick of his wrist, Eagan brushed the tails of the flogger over Ananda’s legs first. A tease to the very end.

  Ananda squirmed on the platform. “Please, sir, don’t tease me.” But taunting her was exactly what she ached. The more the tails brushed her flesh, the hotter she got.

  Eagan worked his way around her body, smacking the tails against her stomach and breasts. When the leather straps touched her nipples, they distended to a painful extent that only the flogger could relieve.

  As Eagan worked his magic over her body, Ananda closed her eyes. She drifted away into thoughts of creating a life with Eagan Morton, how she could have this treatment daily if she wanted. Every part of her being wanted this and more. She had to have him. Losing him tomorrow was not an option.

  Just as she lost herself in thoughts about the man, she felt what Eagan had been warming up her body to accept. One hard smack pounded against her clit. Stars burst in her eyes and her body arched off of the platform.

  That didn’t stop Eagan. With easy turns of his wrist, he repeatedly slapped the tails of the flogger against her soaked pussy over and over and over again, until Ananda lost her voice screaming in pleasure. She gripped the leather straps holding her wrists down and tugged against the restraints at her ankles.

  “Tell me what you want, Begonia. I want to hear it.” With his intense stare, he summoned her to say what he wanted to hear.

  “I want you to fuck me. Please. Fuck me and make me come.”

  He stopped the assault on her sex. Before addressing her needs, he strolled back to Sunny and removed her clamps. He kissed her and sent her swinging again.

  Then he climbed on the platform in between Ananda’s legs. “You’ll come when I say you can.” He covered his cock with a condom, then slithered the tip between her pussy lips before thrusting deep inside of her. “Right now, I’m not ready for you to come.”

  God, Eagan was a machine. He pounded into her hard and fast. It didn’t matter that the whole world watched the display. Ananda needed this man and had to have him. What began as a joke, a dare, wasn’t a laughing matter anymore.

  Ananda’s body contracted in anticipation of an intense orgasm. She yanked on the wrist straps until she felt like she would rip them off. Just when Ananda thought she couldn’t take much more, Eagan said the magic words to her.

  “Now, Begonia, now!”

  Ananda screamed as she thrashed her legs as much as she could. “Oh, God! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She pushed her hips upward so that he could drive in deeper.

  Ananda tightened everything in her body until she could come back down from the orgasmic high. Her arms and legs flopped onto the platform. He kissed her, but he wasn’t done yet.

  After jumping off the platform and changing to a fresh rubber, he sauntered over to Sunny who was still cuffed. Instead of releasing her, Eagan brought her legs around him then lowered her on his cock, impaling her, while still hanging from the bar. It was primal and sexy and all-together Eagan.

  Ananda watched in exhaustion, but in awe. What a magnificent man Eagan was. Sunny moaned and leaned her head back as he fucked her. Only after he granted her permission did Sunny finally come.

  He kissed her just as sweetly as he’d kissed Ananda.

  “Shit! What the hell am I going to do tomorrow?”

  Ananda smiled. She hoped beyond hope that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. Her mind was already made up.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Eagan thought he would have been more nervous the last day. The show would be live. He had to pick one woman. And he’d left Phil at the helm. Eagan stared at himself in the mirror as he adjusted his shirt and tie. In the reflection, he caught Phil chuckling and shaking his head.

  “Care to let me in on the joke?” Eagan asked.

  “Dude, I can’t believe you banged Sunny while you had her suspended on that bar. You’re my new hero.”

  Eagan turned around. “How many times did you and the crew watch that?”

  “Once maybe twice or three or a hund
red times. It was hot. You need to do this show like every three months.”

  “I don’t think I could take it. It’s bad enough I have to choose between Begonia and Sunny. They’re both great.”

  “Yeah, but you have to decide this. Who will make better ratings? You go with one, she’s kind of safe. You go with the other, you’re in the middle of a hotbed of controversy. Then again, you live on controversy.”

  “No, I live my life. The media lives on twisting what it is that I do.”

  Aspen walked into Eagan’s bedroom. “Do you need my assistance, sir?”

  “Brush me down.”

  She nodded and picked up a lint roller. In long even strokes, she brushed the lint off of his back and shoulders.

  “Remember, the show is live and we don’t have a lot of time.” Phil walked to the door. “We’ll run some previous episode clips to fill the time, then you’ll go in for the kill.”

  “Got it. No problem.”

  “So, are you going to tell me who you’re going to pick?”

  Eagan tilted his head to summon Phil to come toward him. He leaned down and whispered in Phil’s ear, “I’ll give you a hint. She’s wearing a mask.”

  Phil shook his head. “You’re an asshole, you know that?”

  “Master Eagan, there’s something I need to tell you,” Aspen began.

  “It’ll have to wait until after taping.” Eagan kissed Aspen’s cheek.

  She dropped her gaze to the floor. “Yes, sir.”

  He headed to the door and stopped when Aspen called for him again.

  “Sir, just remember. People make mistakes. I know you’re a forgiving, kind, and decent man. I know you’ll understand.”

  Though cryptic, Eagan nodded and accepted her statement. It was bad enough he was going through this without Tony and his right-hand woman, Nina. He just hoped they were okay.

  * * * *

  Ananda had to pinch herself as she stood in the same spot she’d been standing since the show began. This was it. The last show and it was live.

  Now she was ready. Clothed in a slinky black halter dress and black patent leather stilettos, she was ready to ditch the mask and show her true self. Once she explained her situation, Eagan would understand.

  As soon as she saw Eagan at the top of the stairs, her heart stopped. The world slowed as he took years to descend the staircase. This was torture. Couldn’t he move just a bit faster?

  When he stood in front of the two women, the reality of this reality TV show hit her.

  “Good evening, ladies.” He kissed Sunny and she held the back of his head and moaned throughout the kiss. When he kissed Ananda, she slid her tongue in his mouth and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He pulled back from the kiss, smiling.

  “Hi, Master Eagan,” Ananda and Sunny said in unison.

  “It’s been quite a journey. From not knowing what being collared is to our magical night last night, this has been a fun, wonderful ride. Unfortunately for one of you, the ride will be over.” Eagan picked up a flat, wide square box from the table. When he opened it, the most gorgeous collar rested inside of it.

  This one was all silver, or was that platinum? A thick band went around the center with thinner bands going around the top and bottom.

  “When I name the winner, she will receive this new collar. You will be my submissive for at least a year, then we’ll take it from there.”

  Ananda could care less about prizes. She just wanted to know who he would pick.

  “This has been a very, very tough decision.” He faced Sunny. “Sunny, you are a Dominant’s dream. You anticipate my every move. You know the Lifestyle inside out. And you’re willing to try new things.” Then, he turned to Ananda. “Begonia, you started off wild. Honestly, after the first show, I didn’t think you would make it. But you made it. You persevered and managed to grab my attention in the process. Most importantly, you made sacrifices in order to be here. That means a lot to me.”

  Sunny reached her hands out and held onto Ananda’s. Never did Ananda think she would want to comfort another woman at this point, but holding Sunny’s hand felt right for the moment. She clasped her other hand around Sunny’s as she kept her gaze on Eagan.

  He shook his head. “I didn’t think the decision would be this difficult. You’re both wonderful women. If the show didn’t already dictate that I would only pick one woman, I would have you both.”

  Ananda and Sunny smiled. Ananda’s insides quivered the longer he took to make his decision. She chewed on her lower lip as sweat rolled down her back. Come on, Eagan. Just say it.

  Eagan stopped pacing and released a long, harried breath. “The first, last, and only winner of Love My Way is,” he cleared his throat, “Begonia.”

  As soon as he mentioned her name, Ananda had gone partially deaf. She was sure people were saying things to her, but all she could see were lips moving. Then everything became loud and in focus.

  Graciously, Sunny gave her a hug. “Guess the better woman won.” She kissed Ananda on the lips.

  “I’m sorry, Sunny. I really am. I liked you a lot.” Eagan shook his head. “I decided that I needed to go with my heart, instead of what fits my Lifestyle, or what the country thinks, or what the world thinks, for that matter.” He held Ananda’s hands. “You touched my heart.”

  Sunny sniffed. She removed her mask, revealing a strong, yet beautiful, face. Her small nose looked perky enough to eat. Pale freckles dotted her face.

  “My name is Foster. I’ve been in the Lifestyle for over ten years. I would have loved to have been your submissive, Eagan Morton.” She glanced at Ananda. “Good luck to the both of you. I wish you two well.”

  Eagan nodded and held out his hand. “I hate doing this to you, but I do need your collar.”

  Foster took a deep breath before finally taking off her necklace and putting it in Eagan’s hand.

  “Now your turn.”

  Ananda went to take off her mask when he stopped her.

  “No! I want to see your face and your new collar all together. Remove your old collar.”

  She did so. Just as Eagan was about to affix the new collar on her, a voice sounded over the crowd.

  “Now’s your chance, Ananda. Do it! Get Eagan back!”

  Ananda peered around Eagan’s frame and saw Carter standing behind him trying to egg her on.

  No! God, no! Not on the happiest day of her life. Not when Ananda finally figured out what it is she wanted in life and found her dream man. Not when he’d just declared to the world his love for her.

  Eagan turned to his employee.

  “What did you say, Carter?”

  “This whole thing was a scam. Ananda doesn’t love you. She doesn’t want you. She wanted to come on here to embarrass you like you did her when you turned her down for the High Stepper audition. Go ahead, Ananda. Now is your chance.”

  Why wouldn’t Carter just shut up? Ananda found it difficult to look Eagan in his eyes. Her side of the story, though, still needed to be told.

  Eagan reached for her mask and pulled it off. He stepped back several feet when he saw her face. “I always thought you looked familiar. The mouth.”

  “So do it. Humiliate him on live TV. He would deserve it after the way he treated you, for the way he treats all of us.”

  Eagan turned to his staff. “Carter, you asshole, you’re fired. Get him out of here.”

  Richard and another security guard grabbed Carter’s arms and shoved him out of the front door. By no means, though, were Ananda’s problems solved.

  “So, is that the only reason you came on the show, Begonia, I mean, Ananda? You wanted to embarrass me?”

  “No, not really.” She chewed her fat lower lip.

  “There was the dancing also,” a voice said from the top of the stairs. Aspen glided down the steps and walked over to Eagan.

  This couldn’t be happening to Ananda. She blinked to make sure she wasn’t imagining that her life was crashing down around her.

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p; “Aspen, your mask.” Eagan tried covering her face, but she swatted him away.

  “I don’t care anymore, Master Eagan. My family can be embarrassed of me all they want. I have one life.” Aspen glared at Ananda. “When I used to teach dancing, Ananda was my star pupil.”

  “Was she good at the arabesque?” Eagan didn’t stop glaring at her.

  “She excelled in all areas of dance.” Dameron turned to Ananda. “I’m sorry. Like I said, my loyalties are to Master Eagan. I don’t want to see him hurt.”

  “So, let me get this straight. You used this show as a platform for your dancing career.” He gritted his teeth and stood over Ananda. “After everything I shared with you.”

  He turned to the stairs.

  “Eagan, are you going to put the collar on her?” Phil asked.

  “No.”

  “Is Sunny the winner?”

  Eagan continued up the stairs, only stopping when Ananda screamed his name. He stopped and turned to her.

  Ananda said, “I love you. And I’m fighting for you.” Tears streamed down her face.

  She lowered herself to the cold floor and crouched down into her waiting position. She would only move for a fire or if someone physically removed her from the spot. Right now, she had no plans of budging, no matter how long it took him. She had to show him that she changed.

  “Keep one camera on her. If I know her, she’ll be up in a few hours, like when we had our competition. I want the folks in America to see just how devoted she isn’t!” Eagan screamed.

  With her face on the floor, her hands stretched out in front, Ananda would prove him wrong. They could watch her, but she wouldn’t move. Never.

  * * * *

  Eagan sat in his office the next day, continuing on with business as usual. Why should he stop his life again? Besides, something had to fill that emptiness that grew inside of him.

  “I’d like to apologize for my client,” Dris’s agent began the conversation. “He had no right coming to your house like that. He did make some outlandish demands. Dris Markham can still continue on the Infinity project and he would truly like to do that.”

  Good. Eagan had him. Take that, Dris Markham!