by Riley, Alexa
I see her eyes travel up to the mirror on the ceiling, and I watch as she takes a breath and moans slightly. I had this installed so she could see me on top of her body. I want her eyes always focused on us. I want her to see our bodies intertwined, and I want to show her how fucking beautiful she is as she comes undone. I want the images of us burned into her brain so that every time the idea of leaving me crosses her mind, a picture of her cuffed to our bed while I eat her pussy comes to mind.
I lick my lips and lean back down, roughly kissing her sweet cunt. I don’t want to tease her too much right now. I’ll save that for later when she’s being punished, because at some point she’s going to need to be punished.
Her pussy is warm and sugary and she tastes like honey. I moan at the flavor, my mouth watering with every lick. It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted, and the more I have of her, the more I want her. I close my eyes as I savor it, keeping my lips close to her cunt. It’s better than I dreamed possible.
I hear Mandy moaning, and her hips move with the rhythm of my mouth. I look up and see her staring at the mirror, watching me. It turns me on even more. I grind my erection into the bed, but I won’t let myself cum. I’ve been saving it for over a month, since that night she was so frustrated and couldn’t get off. I’ll wait until I get inside her, and then I’ll let myself do it. Until then, this is all for her pleasure.
She’s pulling at her cuffs, and her cries of desire are growing louder. “That’s it, kitten. Let me hear how good it is.”
“Oh God, please.”
“Say my name, kitten.” I lean down, nibbling her clit, and she lets out a small cry.
“Charles!” she shouts, and I smile against her cunt.
I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue over and over as she shouts into the empty room. Her hips buck off the bed, and I grab them with both hands, pinning her down as I continue to flick her sweet button.
“Yes, please, Charles, please!”
Just as she’s about to cum, I lean back, taking my mouth away, and slap her clit with the flat of my fingers. Her back bows off the bed, and she throws her head back, her mouth wide open as she screams her release.
Her orgasm is fierce as it grips her, and she pulls against all four cuffs, trying to somehow control the pleasure rocketing through her veins. As the echoes of her cries bounce off the wall, I put my mouth back on her and suck the rest of her orgasm from her. I taste her sweetness as it runs from her body, her pleasure hitting my tongue and making me fight to keep from cumming.
Feeling her cum against my face is pure heaven, and I lie there, enjoying it. I pull away just a little and rest my cheek on the inside of her thigh, rubbing my face on her soft skin there. I look at her pretty pink cunt and think about how badly I want to fuck her. But I’ll wait. Now she knows the orgasm I’m capable of giving her, and I want her addicted to that intensity. I want her to think about it non-stop, so that the next time she wants to get off, she remembers this and begs for it. Begs for my cock to give it to her.
Kissing her pussy one last time, I pull her tiny thong back over her cunt, covering her up as much as possible. I sit up and go to her ankles, taking the cuffs off and rubbing the skin there to make sure everything is okay.
“What about you?”
Mandy’s voice sounds exhausted, and I smile. I doubt she could do much right now but lie here. Although, at this point, I’m so fucking hard she could blow across the tip and I would cum.
“Not tonight, kitten.” Before I uncuff her wrists, I climb back on top of her and get close to her. She smiles shyly at me, and I see a blush creep across her cheeks. It’s so fucking innocent and adorable, and it makes our first real kiss that much sweeter. Leaning down, I close my eyes and press my lips to hers. She’s tentative at first, but when my tongue touches hers, the flavor of her pussy combines with the taste of her kiss. It’s then I know what heaven is.
I want our kiss to go on forever, but I want to hold her too. Reluctantly, I pull away and move to the head of the bed, uncuffing one wrist, and then the other. Rubbing the delicate skin there, I check to make sure she’s totally unmarked.
“That looks pretty painful.”
She looks down at my cock being strangled in my underwear. Normally they aren’t this tight, but the monster has nowhere to go. I crawl in beside her and pull her to me, spooning behind her, and letting her rest her head on my arm. She fits perfectly against me, every line of her body mirroring my own. It’s as if she was made for me.
“The next time I cum, kitten, it will be inside your little cunt.”
I lean down, kissing her neck and shoulder, and I feel her shiver with desire. My words are dirty, but I know she likes them. I run my tongue down her shoulder blade, kissing her gently. She pushes her ass against my cock, and I grip her hip tightly.
“Do I need to cuff you while you sleep to stop you teasing me?”
“I believe your mouth was the one starting trouble, Sir.”
Hearing her call me ‘sir’ has me flipping her onto her back. I crawl on top of her and grabbing both her wrists. I pin them above her head and push my covered cock hard against her pussy, letting her feel how hard I am.
“You use that name again, it better be when you beg me to fuck you. Are we clear, kitten?”
Her eyes are wide with shock, but she nods her head, letting me know she understands what I’m saying. I lean down and softly kiss her lips, tasting her sweetness once more.
‘Get some sleep. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.”
I roll off her and spoon her body once again, holding her close to me, thinking about how perfect this moment is. I don’t want it to end.
* * *
When I wake up, I’m nearly on top of Mandy, my arms and legs are wrapped around her so tightly. It’s as if my subconscious was afraid she would escape in the night so I made sure not to let her go. I detangle myself from her sleeping body as gently as possible. I want to let her sleep a little longer, and I want to take care of a couple of things before she wakes up.
Going to the kitchen, I open the fridge and see Cupid took care of stocking it. I take out everything I need to make a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs, and I get to work. As the breakfast is cooking, I go to the other room and make sure everything is set up, coming back to turn on the coffee pot. Once that’s finished I make it exactly how she likes it and set everything up at the table.
Going back to the bedroom, I walk in and see Mandy sitting up in bed, a sheet held to her chest, trying to cover herself up. Her look of confusion turns to a look of relief when she sees me. I go over to the side of the bed and sit on the edge beside her.
“I thought it was a dream. I woke up in this bed and I couldn’t remember where I was, and you were gone.”
I lean over, kissing her sweet lips, and then tuck her hair behind her ears.
“Come have breakfast with me, kitten.”
She blushes and tucks her chin into her chest, nodding slightly. I don’t know why some things make her blush while others don’t, but I certainly love it when it happens. I pull the sheet from her hands and help her stand up. Once she’s steady on her feet, I reach down and peel the thong from her body, leaving her completely naked. When I stand up, she looks at me shyly, but I just take her by the hand, leading her into the dining room.
I have the table set up with one big plate of food and two coffees. I drink mine with just cream, but she likes hers so sweet it makes my teeth hurt just thinking about it. When we get to the table, I sit down and pull her onto my lap.
“You’re really going to feed me? I’m a grown woman and I’m perfectly capable of feeding myself.”
“That’s not the point, kitten. The point is that I want to feed you.” I don’t think she completely understands, but I have this inner need to care for her. I’m dominant in my personality by nature, but I’m different with Mandy. When I hooked up with people in the past, I was complacent and didn’t really care about what was happening. Who
ever I spent my time with knew it wasn’t anything serious. With Mandy it’s the complete and total opposite. It’s as if I care too much, and I go off the deep end, caring about every second of every day.
I’ve obsessed so much over her that I’ve even played around with the idea of trying to make it a full time Dom/sub relationship after the thirty days are up. I’m not sure how far Mandy is willing to take these rules. I want to wait and see how this contract goes, and then we can decide. The thought of her leaving me is torturous. It simply isn’t an option.
I move her body around so her back is to my front and both her legs bracket mine. I move my thighs wider apart, opening up her naked pussy, letting me have easy access to it.
Once I have her how I want her, I take the fork and feed her bites from the plate. I carefully hold her coffee so she can take a few sips, and then set it down on the table. I take a few forkfuls for myself here and there, but mostly I want to feed my sweetness and make sure she’s taken care of.
After a little while of this, she relaxes against me, and I can tell she’s enjoying herself. I kiss her neck gently and pet her body all over. Her skin is buzzing with sexual heat, and my little touches throughout breakfast have her rubbing against me just like a kitten. Her body is beginning to become attuned to mine, and she’s feeling needy. Knowing what she wants, I slowly run my hand down her stomach and over her pussy, cupping it.
“Do you need to cum, kitten?”
I feel her nod, and I smile, knowing I’ve already got the power I need over her body. I spread her labia apart. I reach down between her legs with my other hand and start to rub circles around her clit. She moans loudly at the sensation, and I lick her neck and shoulder to heighten her pleasure.
Her hips begin to rock up and down, seeking the right touch, and I continue to rub little circles, making it easy for her to move with me. I kiss my way up her neck, biting her as I go, letting her feel the pressure of my teeth. She’s soaking my fingers, and I pull my hand away from her labia, bringing it to my mouth for a taste.
Once I taste her sugary sweetness, I feel wild with need. I reach down again and rub my fingers on her pussy. This time when I pull away, I bring my honey-covered fingers to her mouth.
“Suck them clean, Mandy.”
I hold my fingers to her lips, and after a second of hesitation she sucks them into her mouth, licking me. We both moan at the same time. She’s moaning because of the erotic taste, and I’m losing my mind as her warm wet mouth suck my fingers like I know she’ll suck my cock. I’m so far beyond blue balls right now that when I finally cum, I may never be able to use my cock again.
I rub her clit fast, but her sucking my fingers has me so worked up. I jerk my hand out of her mouth and bring it to her breast. I pinch her nipple as I bite down on her shoulder. The myriad sensations are enough to send her over the edge, and she cums in my arms.
Mandy shouts her release loudly as her body tenses, and then she tries to fight against my hold. She’s so fucking beautiful when she’s lost in an orgasm. She doesn’t hold anything back from me, and it makes me so goddamn hard I ache.
“That’s it, kitten. Let it all out.” I gentle my swift rubbing motions and I pet her clit softly as she comes down from her peak.
I give her a minute to relax, and then I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. I’ve always thought she was just like a little kitten. She’s always so fierce and so adorable. As I carry her back to our bed, she looks up at me lazily, and I can feel myself smiling so big it hurts. What I wouldn’t give to crawl into bed with her and make love to her all day, but it’s not time yet. She’s almost there.
I carry her over to the bed and place her in it, pulling the covers over her. “You can rest until I leave for work, and then you need to get up. Cupid will be here in about an hour to walk you through your day.”
She must be utterly wrecked because she just nods sleepily and closes her eyes. I smile again, which is something I can’t seem to stop doing lately, and lean down, kissing her forehead. When I pull away, she tries to grab a hold of me and pull me back.
“I wish I could stay in bed, sweet kitten, but I have a couple of meetings to go to. Afterwards, you’ll have me all to yourself.”
She makes some sort of sound that I think is supposed to be “okay”, and then she drifts off to sleep. I sit there watching her for just another minute before I head to the bathroom.
This is going to have to be a fucking cold shower to get my cock to go down.
7
Mandy
A soft ding pulls me from a deep sleep. Rolling over, I open one eye and see a phone lying on the bed next to me. Picking it up, I see a text notification. I slide my finger across the screen to see a text from ‘Sir’ is there.
Sir: Rise and shine, little kitten. Cupid is waiting in the living room. Dress before leaving the room, and make sure your hair is up. See you soon. Yours.
Biting my lip, I stare at the screen, debating whether or not to respond. Before I can decide, another message pops up.
Sir: Always respond to my messages or I'll punish you.
Hmm. If he has to punish me, does that mean he’ll come back to the room? While I’m still unsure about Charles, I’m very sure I like what he does to my body. Looking through the emojis, I find one of a cat sticking its tongue out, and I send it.
I find myself just staring at the phone, waiting for him to respond. When it dings, I feel my heart jump in my chest.
Sir: You’ll be using your tongue soon enough. Out of bed.
I smile and drop the phone down next to me. Looking up, I stare at myself in the mirror above the bed. My body warms when I think of the last time I looked up into the mirror. Charles’s head was between my legs, giving me the greatest pleasure I’d ever felt in my life.
He went at my pussy like he’d gone at my mouth that night in the bar. Like he was starved for me, as if he couldn't get the taste of me deep enough into his mouth.
I open my legs wider and slide my hand down between them. Closing my eyes, I think about last night, his tongue between my folds, sucking me into his mouth. My wet pussy clenches, and I feel my clit grow harder.
I stroke myself faster, right on the edge. I hear Charles’s voice saying “say my name, kitten”, and I cum. His name slips from my mouth like he's really here commanding me. My orgasm pulses through my body, and it feels almost as if he’s here with me. I’ve never been able to get myself off, and it’s not for lack of trying, but it seems Charles has opened up another part of me. It’s frightening how quickly he’s getting my walls to crumble, like they’re nothing more than a house of cards.
Opening my eyes, I stare up at myself. I look well used. I’ve never studied myself before, but laid out on Charles’s bed I see myself as I am now: naked, lipstick smudges around my mouth, my hair tumbling free, a collar decorating my neck, showing his possession of me…I look wild and sexy. Against the red sheets, I can’t help but think that the devil did get me to succumb to him last night. My innocence might still be intact, but I don’t think that will last much longer.
Pulling myself from the bed, I make quick work of showering and performing my normal routine. I notice the bathroom is stocked to accommodate my needs. It makes me smile, but then the thought that he does this with all his submissives makes a cramp hit my stomach.
“Get it together, Mandy,” I say to myself in the mirror. After last night I told myself I was done fighting this. I’m not sure why Charles bought me, but I entered the auction for me. I loved last night, and I want to do it again and again. I want to spend the next twenty-nine days in an orgasm-filled haze. It’s clear Charles has opened up something inside me that wants out, and even more importantly, I want it out too.
I told myself this adventure would be about me. Whatever is going on between Charles and the Cortez brothers is between them. Maybe he’s using me for something, but why can't I use him back? I want to open up the floodgates to all my desires and let my sex-starved body loose on
him. Last night he made me crave things I had no idea my body wanted. I wonder how much more he could show me while I’m here.
I could walk away from this with a better understanding of who I am and what I want. It’s already clear that I like him taking charge of me and telling me what to do. The idea of not having anything to be in charge of, not having to make sure people stay on schedule, is new to me. I have a rare opportunity to just let it all go.
Pulling my wet hair up into a tight bun, I make my way back to the bedroom. I find my bag sitting next to the bedroom door. I locate my white halter dress inside, and I slip it on, working the zipper up in the back the best I can. I can't help myself; I picked this dress so I could wear the heels from last night. I wonder when I have to return them. Maybe Samantha will let me buy them.
Strapping them on, I look around the room for my purse. When I have no luck, I grab the phone off the bed, and a twinge of disappointment hits me when I see I don’t have a message.
Me: Do you know where my purse is?
Charles responded instantly.
Sir: You don’t need it.
Me: Half my life is in that purse.
Sir: That’s strange because I’m your whole life, and I’m pretty sure half of me isn't in your purse.
I can’t help but roll my eyes, even though my stomach flutters as I read it.
Sir: Don’t roll your eyes at me, kitten. You’re already in trouble as it is.
“What the hell?” Does he really know me that well? I guess I did spend a big portion of the time I worked for him rolling my eyes. It was a lucky guess.
Me: What did I do? Besides be a perfect angel, that is.
Sir: You know.
I can’t think of anything I’ve done wrong. When he left me he had the biggest smile on his face. And I responded to his text message like he asked.
Me: I know you’re being a pain in my butt right now.