Sexed Into Submission

by Julie Bailes

  When Ryder’s breathing is labored, and his swollen tip is moist with drops of escaped cum, I retract my fingers, trail them up the center of my body, and suck them into my mouth –moaning and savoring the taste of myself. Releasing an animalistic growl, Ryder flips me over onto my stomach, lifts my ass in the air, and slams inside of me, taking my breath away. My body jerks forward as he cocks his hips back and plummets inside my pussy harder, and deeper with each thrust he gives.

  “You see what happens when you tempt me, seductoria? When you make me lose control?” he grunts, plunging into me with each word he speaks. Loving the fullness he offers, I push back and meet his thrusts. Pushing his hand up my spine, he wraps my hair around his hand and tugs. Then, he shoves his entire length inside and stills.

  Slowly rolling his hips, his firm tip manipulates my G-spot in the most painful, yet delicious way. “Ah, fuck… yes,” I pant, spiraling into ecstasy.

  “That’s right, Piper, take all of me. Feel me, and don’t you dare forget how fucking good it feels to have my dick buried deep inside your sweet, wet cunt,” he grunts.

  Just as I’m at my breaking point, ready to plummet into the best damn orgasm I’ve had in a year, he withdraws himself from me. “Goddammit, what is it? What’s wrong?” I groan, utterly annoyed by the unwanted, painful void he’s caused me.

  “Roll over onto your back,” he instructs.

  “No.”

  “Excuse me?”

  “You heard me. I said, no.”

  “Piper, roll the fuck over, now.”

  Why should I? Obviously, he’s having issues getting off to me. If the feelings I’m experiencing were mutual, he’d be filling me with his seed at this very moment. “No, not if you have to force yourself to finish me off,” I complain.

  Grinding his fingers into my sides, he pounds into me once more. “You feel me, yeah? There is no forcing, belleza. Now, stop disobeying me and get onto your back.” Here lay the crux of my inner battle. I want to be strong and deny him, but I can’t get enough of his touch, of him. The thought of how quickly Ryder is unraveling me scares me shitless, but I’m too far gone to turn back, so I follow his order and roll over.

  Once my back is flat against the table, Ryder places his knees on either side of my body and crawls toward my face until his heavy cock rests against my lips. “Open for me.” Placing his hands over my head, he extends his legs, and positions himself in a push-up position. Without hesitation, I open wide, and he sinks deep into my throat. Locking my lips around his girth, I suck him tight and he fucks my mouth while doing push-ups.

  “That’s it, baby, taste your sweet juices… taste me,” he breathes. The combination of our salty-sweet arousal mixed together is delectably erotic, and I want more. Lifting my hand, I roll his balls under my palm and he stills. Perfect. I twirl my tongue around his salty tip while I scrape my nails along his sac. Taking him deeper, I press my tongue firmly into the vein under his shaft and suck my way up. His balls tighten, his vein throbs, and I anxiously await his release, but I only receive a few shots of warmth before he pulls out of my mouth.

  “You have a serious problem fucking with my mind?” I blurt, agitated.

  “You’re going to learn how to control that smart-ass mouth of yours,” he affirms, glaring down at me.

  “You say that with such confidence. Say hello to the girl that I am, Ryder. This is me. It’s who I am, and I won’t change for you or anyone else,” I assure him. Less than a minute ago, yes. Now, I’m thoroughly frustrated and fed up with his mind fucking.

  Climbing off the table, he takes my ankles and pulls me to him. Capturing my hands between his hands, he gazes into my eyes. “Believe me, preciosa, you will learn. Now, get off the table and stand your beautiful ass up against that wall.” Stepping down, I go over to the wall he ordered me to, and he follows behind me. Bending, he takes me by my thighs and lifts me off the floor, immediately lowering me onto his erection. Leaning in, he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth as rock his hips against mine. Sticking my tongue out, I lick his top lip and encourage him to kiss me. “Reach down and tease your clit for me,” he whispers against my mouth. Once again, I do as he instructs and use my index and middle fingers to circle my sensitive nerve.

  I groan when he detaches his mouth from mine to replace it on my tit, where he bites and flicks my nipple with his skillful tongue. Finally, I plummet into a mind-crippling orgasm. As my pussy contracts around him, he lowers my feet onto the floor and extracts his pulsating cock – shooting his warm release onto my stomach. With my eyes fused with his, I take my finger to swipe up his cum to place into my mouth, moaning appreciatively as I devour his essence.

  Eight

  Ryder

  Tight warmth engulfs my cock, instantly waking me. Keeping my eyes closed, I place my hands on the crest of Piper’s hips to guide her up and down my hardness, inspiring her to ride me faster, harder. Without delay, her surging hips submit to my silent command. While her tantalizing slow pace is fucking heavenly, it’s intimate, and I don’t do private and personal. I don’t make love. I lovingly fuck, and I do it hard.

  Lifting my lids, my eyes rest on her perfect stomach and travel up to her face. With her hands to the back of her head, eyelids lowered, and teeth latched onto her bottom lip—I’m mesmerized by how effortlessly sexy she is. My climax begins to rise, preparing to leap from its peak. I won’t allow her to strip me of authority. She will not bring me pleasure by depriving me of control.

  Without warning, I roll us over and push her deep into the mattress. Then, I take her ankle to lift her leg upright, allowing access for deeper penetration. Relentlessly propelling into her, she gasps and buries her fingers into my biceps. As I rock against her hard and fast, she becomes wetter and her walls clamp around my cock. She’s ready to explode, but I deny her climax and remove my dick from her entirely.

  “Ryder,” she whimpers, breathless. Placing my head at her balmy entrance, I lean down and kiss her.

  “Ryder, what? Tell me what you want, beauty. Ask for it,” I urge.

  “Faster, please,” she begs, scooting down the mattress, attempting to take me further into her.

  “Good girl,” I say, acknowledging how naturally submissive she is.

  Rewarding her, I provide what she asked for. I fuck her so hard, her head collides with her cherry oak headboard. Bringing my mouth to her breast, I latch my teeth onto her nipple and tug. “Oh, God, Ryder,” she cries, trembling as her climax rips through her from head to toe. With one last thrust, I nosedive into a mind-shattering orgasm. Releasing my seed deep within her, I officially make Piper mine.

  “Stay here.” Withdrawing my cock, I stand to go into her bathroom and wet a washcloth. When I go back into her room, she’s splayed out across the bed. Gently, I apply the steamy cloth onto her fucked, swollen folds and she sucks in a sharp breath. “Feels good, yeah?” Weakly nodding, she smiles. “You’re swollen and red, and you’ll probably be sore for the remainder of the day,” I brag, happily knowing that she won’t be able to walk, sit, or stand without thinking about me.

  “You’re so cocky.”

  “Not cocky, beauty. Confident.”

  “Mmm, I agree. You are a confident cock, indeed,” she jests.

  “Indeed,” I smile. “Are you hungry?”

  Using all her strength, she pushes herself up the bed and leans back against the headboard. “Actually, yes, but I don’t have much here. I have some sliced fruit and yogurt I can mix for us,” she informs.

  “Appealing, but I need something more fulfilling.” Instantly, her eyes go wide and her mouth falls open. “Relax, Piper, you’re safe,” I laugh, standing from the bed.

  Twisting the wet cloth, I snap it to the outside of her thigh. “Ouch,” she yelps.

  “Now, get dressed and I’ll take you out for real food.”

  ***

  After we’ve eaten brunch, I decide to take Piper for a walk along the beach. While I’m pleased with how her body reacts to pain, I’m ea
ger to know what’s going on inside that beautiful head of hers. “How long have you been in Miami?” she inquires.

  “Long story,” I begin, blowing out a breath. “I got involved in a relationship I had no business being in, pretended to be someone I wasn’t, and got burned. What about you? Were you raised here?” I finish, changing the subject.

  “I was born and raised in Phoenix. My mom and dad separated when I was a teenager. Dad moved to New York and my mom is constantly busy. A few of my friends and I visited Miami for our senior trip, and after spending a week here, I didn’t want to go back home. Warm weather, ocean, and hot guys… I fell in love,” she smiles.

  “That’s something I’ve yet to see you do.”

  “What’s that?”

  I stop walking and turn her around to face me. Cupping the side of her face, I trace her lips with my thumb. “Smile.”

  She wraps her petite fingers around my wrist and removes my hand from her cheek. “Don’t do that. Don’t get all mushy on me. What happened between us doesn’t mean things between you and I have to get personal and awkward. We fucked. That’s it. We didn’t fall in love or discover we’re one another’s soul mate. You’re my boss. I’m your employee, and it shouldn’t have happened,” she blabbers, pacing the shoreline.

  Reaching out, I wrap my arms around her and pull her into my chest. “You’re right. We aren’t lovers,” I agree. “Sit,” I order, pulling her down to sit between my legs. With her back resting back against my chest, she lays her head onto my shoulder. “There is something about you, Piper. You’re magnetic and for reasons unknown, I’m drawn to you. Much like a paperclip to a magnet, I can’t resist the pull. Why is that?” Kissing the top of her head, her eyes lids flutter. “My spanking you and tossing orders your way, they didn’t scare you? How does that make you feel?”

  Pushing herself onto her knees, she turns and straddles me. With her forehead against mine, she lifts my hand and places it under her skirt between her bare thighs. “Feel that, Ryder? Do you feel how hot I am?” I nod. “That is how I feel about what you did to me,” she whispers.

  Pushing her panties aside, I insert my fingers into her. She’s so fucking wet my fingers slip in without force.

  Wrapping her hand around my wrist, she lifts herself up and removes my fingers. Then, she parts her lips and sucks them into her mouth. Though my dick instantly stands to attention, I resist the urge to take her in front of an audience. “Piper, let go of my fingers.” Instead of obeying me, she bites down and looks to me with challenging eyes. “Don’t. Trust me. You don’t want to test me, beauty. This is why we’re here. There’s shit you need to know, and as bad as I want you, I won’t fuck you again. Not until I’m certain you understand and accept me for who I am,” I explain.

  Pulling my fingers from her mouth, she wraps her hands around my neck. Acknowledging my bulge, she glides her heat along my stiffness. “Tell me,” she whispers.

  “You know what I am, don’t you?”

  Biting her lip, she nods. “I do. A sub can spot a dom a mile away.”

  Spot on. This is what’s different about her. She’s already experienced my lifestyle. I fucking knew it. “Yet, you remain defiant. Why is that, Piper?”

  “Because I don’t belong to you,” she states.

  “On the contrary, mi amor, you do. This morning, I not only fucked you—I claimed you.”

  Vigorously, she shakes her head. Capturing her face between my hands, I still her head and bore my eye into hers.

  “No?”

  “No,” she whispers.

  “Why is that, Piper? Remember how fucking good I made you feel this morning, yeah? Believe me, baby, it’s nothing compared to what I have in store for you. I held back, not wanting to scare you away. You’re willing to give that up?”

  “Yes. I mean, no. Dammit, can’t we just fuck, no strings attached?”

  “I don’t share, Piper.”

  Huffing, she pushes herself off me to stand. Picking up her sandals, she stomps through the sand back to where my car is parked. Jogging, I hop in front of her and she crashes into me. “You are mine, Piper. Despite what you say, you know you are. Last night, you gave into your desires.”

  “I was drunk, Ryder. I promise you, I’m untamable,” she disputes. Skimming the beach, I spot a vacant beach shack and toss Piper over my shoulder. “What are you doing?”

  “You think you can’t be submissive, and I guarantee you, you can—you will. You had no trouble doing so this morning,” I remind her.

  Once we’re inside the shack, I set her feet on the floor and scrunch her skirt up around her waist. Dropping my pants to my ankles, I tear her panties from her body, lift her up so her legs are around my waist, and sink into her. Sore from our previous encounter, she winces. “You see, Piper, I disagree. You’re naturally submissive.” Tossing her head back, she closes her eyes and shakes her head, again. “You say no, mi querida, but your tight, wet cunt says yes. Which is it?” I ask, fucking her hard against the wall of this raggedy shack.

  Her pussy gets tighter, with her insides milking my cock. I give her one last chance to change her mind before I punish her for the first time. “Say it, Piper. Tell me you’re mine,” I grunt.

  “No, I won’t say it,” she breathes, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Giving two more thrusts, I still and coat her pussy with my warm release. When my sac is empty, I lift her up and lower her to the floor.

  “You’re punishing me?” she whimpers.

  “Yes. You’re challenging, purposely defiant, and I will not tolerate it,” I promise, pulling my pants up, and turning away to leave her frustrated and wanting more.

  “Ryder, wait,” Piper moans, just before I push open the door. “I vow not to mess around with anyone else. I don’t object to fucking you, and only you. Hell, I gladly volunteer to be your sex slave, but I can’t be your submissive.”

  “Well, I guess this is it. I’ll see you around at the club, Piper.” Turning the knob, I push the door wide and step out.

  No sooner than it closes, Piper opens it. “Ryder,” she calls, again. With her head down, she looks to the ground and bites her thumbnail.

  “Just say it, beauty,” I encourage.

  “Will you hurt me?” she asks, uneasily swaying from side to side.

  Stepping closer to her, I lift her chin with my fingers. “Answer me this… Did I harm you this morning?”

  Lowering her lids, she answers, “No.”

  “Look at me when I’m talking to you, Piper.” Instinctively submissive, she lifts her eyes to mine. “Then what makes you think I would ever hurt you?” I ask, reaching up and tucking her hair behind her ear.

  “I don’t mean physically, but emotionally. I’m not looking to settle down and fall in love with anyone,” she clarifies.

  Taking her earlobe between my fingers, I massage it gently. “The only pain I’ll inflict on you will be desirable. Love, I’m simply looking for an exclusive fuck, someone to fuck whenever and however I want—no questions asked. I need someone willing to let me exercise my domineering and possessive ways. Be that someone, Piper.”

  Blowing out a long and calming breath, she nods. “Okay. I’ll try. That’s all I can do.”

  Placing a kiss onto her parted lips, I tell her, “That’s all I need, besides trust. Will you put your trust in me, Piper?”

  Her eyes search my face, looking for a reason to say no, but I haven’t given her one. “Fuck me. I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but yes, I trust you,” she sighs. Taking her by the hand, I lead us to my car.

  Once she’s seated, I go to close the door, but she prevents it from shutting. “Wait, you should know, I’m not signing some bullshit contract,” she blurts seriously.

  Bending down, I look her dead in the eye. “Piper, my beauty, I’m not sure who taught you about this lifestyle, but I don’t need a contract to bind, spank, whip, or fuck you. I’m a man who understands that no means no. Your word means more than a signature,” I ass
ure her.

  When I get into the driver’s seat, I chuckle when I see her arms crossed and lips pouting. My bet is she’s upset with her punishment, no doubt. Reaching over, I run my hand up the inside of her beautifully exposed thigh. “I’ll take care of you later tonight. I promise,” I smile. Giving her leg a gentle squeeze, I pull onto the freeway to Piper’s condo.

  The entire drive she remains silent, staring out the window with a baffled look etched onto her. When I pull into her driveway, I get out and go around and extend my hand to her, helping her stand from the car. Placing my hands on either side of her hips, I pull her pelvis into mine. “Tonight, mi amor, we’ll discuss our expectations. I’ll pick you up at eight.” Kissing her forehead, I take her hand and walk her to the door. Still mute, she enters inside, nods and closes the door.

  Nine

  Piper

  The entire way home, my mind runs rampant. What in the ever loving hell am I thinking, submitting myself to another man? It didn’t work out the first time I tried with Sailor, why would it be any different this time around? I can’t believe I fell into Ryder’s trap so easily. My brain is all sorts of fucked up, craving pain like it’s a drug.

  Ever since Sailor and I split, I’ve been fucking men stupid, trying to fill the lingering void deep within my core. I went to biker bars and various clubs, trying to find the most hard-core bad boy to treat me like the pain slut I am. I was searching for someone like Sailor, someone who would erotically degrade me in the bedroom, call me their naughty little whore, blister my ass with a spanking, and violate me in the most pleasurable way. No one did. Bikers, rockers, businessmen, they’re all the same. Each of them self-centered, only concerned with how they feel and how quickly they can orgasm. After several rounds with my bullet and bringing myself to release, I decided no more.