by S. E. Lund
“Kate and I had a…” I said and hesitated. What did happen? “A disagreement.”
“And you want to talk about it.” She patted my hand.
“Not really,” I said. “I know what I have to do. I just wanted to go somewhere and get away from it all for a while.”
She nodded as if she understood. “She sounds like a wonderful girl from what Ken told me. You’re very lucky to have found her. Whatever the disagreement is about, keep that in mind.”
I smiled at her. “I am very lucky.”
Then, my cell buzzed. I removed it from my pocket and saw that it was another message from Kate.
Drake, I came to 8th Avenue looking for you. I'm still here. Come to me. I don’t want to ever be apart from you. Not one night. I love you.
“Is that from her?” Mrs. O said.
“Yes.”
“You better respond,” she said. “I’m going to the kitchen for something to drink. You take your time.” Then she stood and laid a hand on my shoulder before leaving me alone in the office.
I thought about my response for a long time.
Katherine, I want you waiting for me, blindfolded, naked, kneeling on the floor by the bed. I'm going to spank you. And then I'm going to fuck you. You're going to take it without complaint.
Do you understand?
I knew what she’d write before she even sent the text and when I saw it, I was right.
I don't want you to spank me.
I replied immediately.
Of course you don't but I have to. Trust me on this, Katherine.
She replied in moment.
What if I break up with you because of it?
I texted right back.
We'll break up if I don't. I realize now that this relationship won't work unless we follow the rules we drew up and committed to when we signed the agreement. The rules are there for a reason. Both of us need them. We can't be just a vanilla couple. I can't be a vanilla boyfriend, Katherine. I might try, but I'd fail and you'd eventually be dissatisfied. I'm a Dominant and you want submission in the bedroom, even if you haven't completely accepted what that means yet. We have to follow the rules or neither of us will be happy.
If you love me – if you really love me – the Dominant I am inside – you'll accept this and obey just as I have to accept that you really want submission underneath your uncertainty. You need my dominance to feel free.
After a moment, she replied.
I will obey.
I exhaled in relief, glad that finally, we had come to the right place where we both needed to be. What happened next would decide whether we stayed together or broke up. Both of us could want to be together but if neither of us got what we wanted – and needed – we wouldn’t be happy and eventually, we’d start to fight over small things and then break up, resenting each other or feeling dead to each other.
Be waiting for me as I described. Be prepared to be spanked, Katherine. Then, be prepared to be fucked. I'll be there in 15.
I left the restaurant after I said goodbye to Mrs. O and went to the car, only slightly nervous about what would happen next. I had to handle Kate just right so that she would understand what the relationship meant – and what I needed. Only then would she get what she needed. Once I was outside the apartment, I called her cell and let it right twice before hanging up. That was our signal that I would be up in mere moments and that she was to be ready, waiting as I instructed. As I got out of my car and walked the short distance to the apartment on 8th Avenue, I imagined her on her knees by the bed, wearing her stockings and garters and nothing else, her hands clasped behind her back so that her breasts were jutting forward, her eyes down.
My body responded, my dick thickening, a delicious thrill in my groin despite my concern that this scene must go well.
When I finally entered the apartment, I was rock-hard and ready. I shucked off my boots and coat, then went to the kitchen to get the bottle of Anisovaya, downing a quick shot to help calm my nerves. Then I went to stand in the doorway to the bedroom and I took in the vision of Katherine – her naked flesh glowing in the late afternoon light from the window, her breasts full, her nipples hard in the cool air. Then my heart sunk. Tears slipped down her cheeks from under her blindfold and I knew then she was very upset. I hoped it was regret and not from anger for if it was, it meant she was not ready and had not understood.
Normal vanilla couples could lie to each other to their hearts content – about petty attractions to others, about what they really wanted and needed from the relationship. Couples involved in kink could not. There was too much at stake. Power exchange meant responsibility – the total giving over and taking of power and responsibility to the other partner. When a sub was completely helpless, she had to trust her Dom completely. When a Dom carried out an act on her body, whether it be painful or pleasurable, he had to know that the act would fulfill her and that she was truly consenting to it, or else it was just abuse and violation.
I went to where she knelt by the bed and sighed when I saw her part her lips, her bottom lip quivering slightly. She was regretful, not angry. She understood that this would be for the best.
I picked her up, and sat down on the bed with her across my lap. She slipped her arms around my neck, waiting, open. I kissed her, my lips on her cheek, kissing below each eye, wanting to take her sadness away.
"Oh, Katie," I whispered. Then my emotions overwhelmed my resolve and I kissed her deeply, unable to get enough of her, needing to feel her response to me. She kissed me back, pulling her body tightly against me. I ran my hands down her naked body, to her breast, squeezing, pulling her nipple taut between my finger and thumb, my dick hard against my jeans.
I had planned to spank her in punishment, but after seeing her like that, I couldn't do it. I realized that I didn’t want to hurt her – not even in punishment. I couldn’t imagine hurting her or making her cry. I only wanted her pleasure. Instead of spanking her in punishment, I decided that I would show her a sensual spanking – one designed to give her pleasure.
So instead of spanking her hard, I spent my time arousing her, kissing her. I lay on top of her, touching her, slipping my fingers between her lips to feel her clit, stroking it slowly, sinuously. She moaned when I kissed her shoulder and then claimed her nipple, sucking firmly, teasing it with the tips of my teeth.
I moved lower, my tongue slipping down over her belly to her pussy, finding her clit, and stroking. She responded with a moan, her breath coming in quick gasps as she neared her orgasm. Instead of letting her go over, I pulled off and turned her over my knee as I had done earlier, one hand pressing down on her upper back, the other on the back of her thighs.
"Will you lay quietly and submit? Don't speak," I said. "Nod your head. If you won't submit, I'll have to confine you with my leg."
She nodded without protest.
"Good girl," I said and kissed her shoulder.
I ran my hand over her buttocks softly, circling each one, playing with them, outlining them before slipping between them to touch her pussy. I leaned over and kissed her back, my mouth moving lower to the small of her back. I hiked up her ass a bit more, and kissed each cheek.
I was hard as rock.
I hit her buttocks with my right hand using a light rapid touch that was not meant to hurt but was instead meant to stimulate the entire area, get blood to the surface. The pain would be no more than a light tap at first, building up to a slight sting.
When I struck the inside of each buttock, the stroke was intended to arouse, to stimulate the whole area including her pussy. It worked. Soon, she was writhing beneath my hand, groaning with pleasure.
"Spread your thighs wider," I said, for I wanted to make sure I could penetrate her with the fingers on one hand while maintaining the light slapping of her ass with the other.
She gasped when I slipped my thumb inside her, circling over the sensitive ridge of tissue an inch or so inside her body. My other fingers found her clit, and pressed against it
. Then, I began slapping her ass with my left hand, continuing with the firm tapping I had begun earlier. I increased the force and maintained the slow circle of my thumb inside of her, my fingers stroking her clit.
"You're going to come while I spank you, Katherine," I said after a few moments. I stopped my motions for a moment and leaned down, my mouth beside her ear.
"Are you sorry you didn't tell me about Kurt as soon as you got home from the fundraiser, Katherine? Are you sorry you didn’t tell me about Sunita and about Maureen?"
"Yes, Master."
I began the sensual spanking again, my thumb moving inside of her, my finger stroking her, my hand striking her ass lightly and rapidly. Her thighs began to shake, signaling that her orgasm was near.
"Master, I…"
"Good girl," I said, pleased that she remembered to tell me. I stopped the spanking and Kate lay gasping, waiting. "I don't think you're ready to come yet."
I didn't remove my fingers but let her come down a bit, one hand stroking over her butt.
"Oh, God, I'm going to come," she gasped.
"No, you're not,” I said, pleased she was so close. “Take a deep breath and blow it out. Relax completely."
She complied.
"I like this, Katherine," I said, rubbing my groin against her hip. "I love having you lying on my lap like this, your ass up and open, my fingers inside of you. You're so close, your body is about ready to convulse with pleasure."
I kept my thumb inside of her, my fingers pressing on her clit and she fought to feel more pressure, her body clenching around my thumb.
"No," I said firmly. "Don't make yourself come, Katherine. I'm the only one who can make you come. Nod your head if you understand."
She nodded, breathing rapidly and I knew she was right on the edge of her orgasm. Any motion on my part would drive her over.
"Maybe a few more smacks," I said, stroking my left hand over her cheeks. "Just a few love taps and you're so close, I believe I could send you over…"
I smacked her several times over her pussy, harder than before, and that did it. The pressure was enough to move her body against my fingers and she went over the edge, her orgasm starting.
"Oh, God, oh God," she cried out, her body shuddering. "Ohh…"
"That's good, Katherine," I said, leaning down so that my face was next to hers. "That's so good…"
I thrust my thumb deeper, my fingers stroking her clit. I bent down to kiss her mouth as she came around my fingers. Then, I lifted her ass up and stood, holding her by the hips, positioning her so that her knees were at the edge of the bed, her face pressed against the covers, ass in the air. I unfastened my belt and pressed the head of my cock against her pussy.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, hard." I rammed my entire length inside of her, grasping her hips, pulling her against me with each thrust. "You want to know what being fucked hard feels like, Katherine?" I said, my lips next to her ear. "This is me fucking you hard."
I rose up and thrust even harder and faster, my hands digging into her hips.
Kate began thrusting with me, pressing back greedily each time I thrust inside of her.
"So, you want to come again, do you, Katherine?" I said. "I don't think I'll let you."
I was so close, it took only a few more thrusts for my own orgasm to begin and I cried out in pleasure as I ejaculated deep into her, the pleasure blinding. Then I collapsed on top of her.
As we lay recovering for a few moments, I kissed her shoulder, and brushed the hair away from her cheek so I could kiss it, too. Finally, I rose up and pulled slowly out of her, enjoying the sight of my come spilling out of her.
"If you spank me like that, you can punish me any time you like," she said. I could hear the amusement in her voice. I leaned back down again, my face next to hers, my mouth beside her ear. "I assure you, that was not a spanking in punishment. That was an erotic spanking and was meant to arouse you."
"You succeeded."
"That I did," I said, smiling.
I turned her over and lay on top of her, my body between her thighs. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. I kissed her, our tongues touching.
"Kate, please,” I said when I pulled back. “Always tell me everything. Everything you're thinking and feeling. Don't hold anything back. Anything that happens that you find uncomfortable – I want it all. I need to know. You can trust me. I won't lose control."
"I thought men didn't want a bunch of talk. That’s what you kept saying – enough talk."
"I was wrong to stop you from telling me,” I said. “I was just so self-absorbed with everything, I needed to lose myself in you. But normally, a Dominant wants to know what his sub is thinking and feeling." I kissed her again, softly. "Power exchange is a huge responsibility. We take it seriously. When you give yourself over completely to me, I have so much power over you. I want that power. It turns me on completely. To be a good Dom, I need to know when you're happy, when you're sad, when you're afraid, when you're aroused, when you have doubts. When anything happens that affects our relationship. Do you understand?"
She nodded, and I could tell by the expression on her face that she was finally taking this seriously.
"Yes," she said, her voice breaking a bit. "I'm so sorry I didn’t tell you right away. None of this had to happen."
"You didn't tell me for a reason,” I said, knowing it was because I failed to make sure she trusted me enough. “You don't trust me to handle the truth and so you hid it from me. Kate, I would have been jealous. I would have been upset that you saw that video of me with Sunita. I would have been upset about what Maureen said. Eventually, I would have accepted it and dealt with it, but not until I fucked you hard and fast and made you come a few times."
Still blindfolded, she couldn’t see so instead, she ran her fingers over my face and stroked my cheek. "I liked it when you fucked me hard and fast."
I kissed her neck. "You did, didn't you?"
"I did. I could have come very easily, if you’d let me."
"I had to do something to punish you. I figured since you liked the erotic spanking, I'd have to deny you a second orgasm."
"You're so mean," she said in mock anger. "It didn't hurt. It seemed to make the whole area like on big erogenous zone."
"That's the purpose of an erotic spanking. The nerves in your ass are deep under a layer of fat and it takes an erotic spanking to stimulate them. They're so close to the nerves in your pussy and clit that the whole area becomes stimulated when it's spanked. Plus, I love watching your nice round ass jiggle. A woman's ass is so desirable. Delicious. If a woman's body, if her belly and ass are too lean and muscular, it's more like a man's body. I like a womanly ass with a bit of jiggle in it. Makes me hard, in case you didn't notice."
"I noticed," she said, grinning.
"Vive la différence, I always say. You're petite and luscious." I kissed her again, smiling against her mouth.
"Are you ever going to take off my blindfold?" she said.
"I don't know. I might keep you in bed all night and day with that on, doing all kinds of things to your body that you can't see and can only feel."
"Mmm," she murmured, smiling. "That sounds very hot."
"It does, does it? Have I created a monster in you, Ms. Bennet? An insatiable sex goddess?"
"Insatiable sex goddess," she said, grinning. She reached out and felt my face, slipping her hands behind my head, pulling me down for another deep kiss.
Finally, I pulled the blindfold off and leaned over her.
"Kate," I said, doing my best to keep my voice soft. "I don't want another night like tonight. I can't handle it. You have to follow the rules of the agreement. I'm going to have to be stricter with you, until you do so without thinking. It's not just for your sake, but for mine. If I'm going to control you, I have to control myself. If you're going to submit, you have to trust me completely. Only then will you be truly happy."
"I will," she said, her voice breaking from emot
ion. "I don't want another night like tonight either. I can't handle it." She pushed a hank of hair behind my ear, and stared into my eyes. "I will follow the rules," she said. "I didn't think you wanted to, because you never really have been very dominant with me. I thought you wanted a relationship with me that was more than D/s and sex."
"I do," I said and stroked her cheek. "But I've been single, for all intents and purposes, for five years. The only relationships I've had with women have been purely D/s. No emotion." I hesitated, not wanting to say too much. "But with you…" I inhaled deeply, my gaze moving over her face. "If I'm going to let you in, I have to trust you. That means you tell me everything when it comes to sex. That means when ex-boyfriends hit on you at fundraisers, you tell me right away. Will you accept that completely?"
She looked in my eyes, her brow furrowed as if she were considering.
"No."
"No?" A shock went through me.
She shook her head. "I want to amend our agreement."
I pulled back a bit, wary now that she still hadn’t understood. "What do you mean?"
"I want," she said and ran a finger along my jaw. "I want the option to get fucked first thing in the morning occasionally, when I need it and when you can spare the time."
I leaned down to her, relieved. "Consider it done."
I pulled her into my arms and kissed her again, so glad that it was the only amendment to the agreement. We lay together in the darkness, the moonlight flooding in from the window.
CHAPTER FOUR
I was awake early the next morning, feeling invigorated after our night of confessions. After I was finished with my shower, I started to brush my teeth. I went into the bedroom where Kate lay under the covers, a toothbrush still in my mouth.
"I'll be gone all morning," I said around the toothpaste foam. "I have an appointment with the oncologist and then a lunch meeting. I've got things to do at the office. Won't see you until later."