Love and Language

by Cheryl Dragon

  “Did you masturbate?” he asked.

  Her face burned. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Toys?” He probed her pussy with his fingers, and she shuddered.

  “Yes, Sir. I couldn’t help it. I needed to be fucked.” He could punish now all he wanted. “I’d rather be fucked by you all night.”

  “Good to know.” He kissed the small of her back. “You did well in your lesson. So here’s your reward.”

  The paddle connected on both cheeks, and she lurched forward. “Thank you, Sir.”

  “More?” he asked.

  “Please!” Her ass stung, but his power aroused her even more. Her insides rocked with each strike, stimulating her. The ache in her ass, plus the rush of cool air when he took the paddle away made her feel dizzy and eager.

  On the third swat, she gasped and felt a stirring deep inside of her. Rocking her hips as if he were fucking her intensified the sensation. One more swat and she’d be in heaven. He delivered, and she clung to the table as her hips rocked like the horny sub she was. “Fuck me, please!”

  Instead, his tongue worked her pussy as he shoved his thumbs in her cunt. The tease!

  “Please, I need your cock!”

  He smacked her ass with his hand, and the flash of pain brought her into focus. He’d paddled her to release.

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  “Good.” He licked between her ass cheeks then up her back to her neck. “Now, maybe, you’ll get what you’ve been begging for.”

  She needed it so badly that she couldn’t believe two days ago she’d had no clue what this sexy man was and how he could make her feel. She’d responded to him faster than any other Dom in her life. She wanted to belong to him sexually, and he hadn’t even fucked her yet.

  So far, Ben was impressed. She’d taken a decent paddling, quick but hard, and come from it. Grabbing the rope again, he pulled her to standing. “Clasp your hands together in front of you.”

  She obeyed, and he wrapped the rope around her wrists before leading her to the bedroom. He studied the room as he secured the rope to her headboard. The space was simple and sexy, just like her. There were posters of Paris and London on the walls, as well as Italy and Greece. She longed to travel. Maybe, they weren’t so perfectly compatible. Or maybe he could show her the world.

  The room was done in cream with touches of dark brown. He rolled her onto her back and slid the blindfold over her eyes again. “What’s your safe word?” he asked.

  “Red.” She sighed.

  “You’ll use it if you need it.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She wiggled her ass on the quilt that covered the bed.

  “Are you in pain?” he asked.

  “No. I love it.” She smiled.

  “Good.” He kissed her mouth and deepened it. When she pressed for more and let her tongue curl around his, Ben pulled back.

  “I’m glad you’re not a pain slut, but you’re definitely no wimp. You said that in the blog, but I needed to see it for myself.” He caressed down her body and went back to her full breasts. “You’re beautiful.”

  “Thank you, Sir. I’d never lie to you.” She arched her back for more contact.

  “It’s in your best interest not to. If I can’t trust you, I can’t dominate you and give you what you really need.” He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. “If you’re good, you’ll get plenty of play. If you lie or don’t study, I’ll reduce my time with you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He wanted more time with her, a lot more, but he had to keep control. “What do you want now?”

  “Fuck me! Please! Any way you want, please. I need it!” she begged.

  “I’ll get my bag. Don’t move.” He kissed her left breast and watched her shiver.

  When he returned, he saw her stiff posture. She hadn’t moved a muscle. No big strain for a few seconds but she was trying hard. That’s what he needed to see. “Good. I won’t ever hurt you, but I want to make sure you’re really ready.”

  He pulled a dildo from his bag that was about his size. He knew he was no giant, but he was no slouch either. Making her wait and beg was such fun his cock grew as he rubbed the toy to her pussy.

  “I want the real thing,” she sobbed.

  “You’ll play my way or get nothing.” He pulled it away.

  “I’m sorry, Sir. I need to be fucked.” She opened her legs wider.

  “Good. Anticipation and denial make it better.” He could tell she’d been without a partner, especially a Dom worthy of her, for some time. His beautiful Jane got relief from toys and fantasies, not real men. He had to work her into real sex his way.

  He slid the toy slowly inside of her, and she opened for him. Jane took it all to the hilt and moaned. Ben kissed her clit and watched her hips buck. Her breasts shook. The view of her was priceless. If only, he’d found her years ago. No doubt, he’d have been too young. Now, he was ready for just this sort of match.

  Pulling another smaller toy from his bag, he doused it with lube and rubbed it to her rear entrance. She gasped and tensed.

  “You don’t like anal sex?” He turned the dial, and it vibrated against her pucker.

  “I do, but I don’t normally have both. It’s so good. Please, Sir.” She lifted her ass.

  “Don’t let them go. Hold them tight inside of you.” He advanced it carefully and teased her a bit to make sure she could take the four-inch vibrator. Once her body was stuffed, he returned to her chest. She seemed to enjoy that play, as well, so he tugged and spanked her breasts.

  “Please, Sir.” Her moaning told him it was only good things.

  “What?” he asked.

  “Harder, please,” she said.

  “No, that’s very tender flesh. I like it firm and just a little pink.” He sucked her breast and let his teeth slid over her skin.

  “Please, just a little more, Sir.” She wiggled on the bed.

  He checked her toys. Both were snug as she held them. “A little.”

  He gave in and gave each breast a little, stinging smack from the sides.

  Her gasp was reward enough.

  “Thank you, Sir. Please fuck me.”

  “Demanding sub.” He pinched her nipples.

  “I want to please you. Take me any way you’d like. Yesterday, you let me suck you off. I need to know I’ve satisfied you.”

  He turned the toy in her cunt and rubbed her clit. She’d come so easily if he let her. He wanted to watch her face this time. “You win.”

  Straddling her chest, he slid his cock from his pants and rubbed it between her tits. Adding a few drops of lube to make it easier, he held her breasts tight around his cock and thrust. He knew it wasn’t how she wanted to be fucked, but he wanted to play with her. He reached back with one hand and worked the dildo in and out of her.

  Her mouth gaped open, but no sound came from her as she stiffened. He slammed the toy back into her and rubbed her clit. Her body shook, and the smile of her face was a triumph for him. She’d come. Release and submission mixed together were so beautiful on her face.

  “Thank you,” she managed through her climax.

  He thrust between her breasts again and watched her face contort in pleasure and beam in the afterglow. When she lowered her chin and licked at the head of his cock, he was a goner. His orgasm hit, and he pulled back. Coming on her chest and neck this time, despite that pink tongue trying so hard to get a drop, he denied her and enjoyed it.

  The raw pleasure of getting her off and still teasing her pounded in his veins as Ben regained his control. She came and wanted more. He untied the rope from the headboard. “Don’t let go of those toys. Stand up.”

  He helped her move and placed her in front of the mirror, keeping her hands over her head. She leaned back on him, and he wrapped a bracing arm around her waist. She was weak yet still determined to please him. He tugged off the blindfold so she could see herself.

  Lines of cum crisscrossed her pink breasts and neck. Her face was flushed with lust
and satisfaction.

  “Like it?” he asked.

  She nodded and rubbed the cum into her skin with her bound hands. “So good. Thank you,” she said softly.

  “Your ass is much pinker. It’ll darken.” He reached down and gripped the dildo then worked in and out of her. “Watch yourself.”

  Shaking her head, she closed her eyes. He stopped playing with the toy immediately. She caught on and forced her eyes open. The fucking resumed, and she leaned back on him as her hips rocked for more. He didn’t touch her clit this time but worked her fast until she screeched louder than ever.

  “You like coming for me?” he asked.

  “I love it, Sir. Please fuck me with your cock,” she begged.

  “See, you’re already learning to be very specific.” He put his cock back in his pants to tease her more.

  “It’s been so long. I’m out of practice, but I’ll obey and I’ll try. Please,” she said.

  “I know you will.” He turned her around and kissed her mouth. She was his, and he knew it’d only get better if he worked her just right.

  Chapter Four

  Jane had expected him to leave, but he kept kissing her. The view of him totally clothed while she was naked made her crazy. He guided her to the bed, and she clutched the toys inside her. Lying on the bed, she looked up at him. The blindfold had turned her on but made her want to see his sweet blue eyes more.

  He carefully eased the toys from her. Finally, she relaxed those muscles, and her insides felt like Jell-O. “Please,” she said.

  “What?” He went into his bag again and produced a bottle of lotion.

  “Let me take off your clothes, Sir.” She wanted to see him naked even more than she wanted him inside of her.

  “Maybe later.” He rubbed the lotion on her warm ass cheeks.

  Gasping at the cool sensation, she realized she didn’t want him to leave. “I have dessert tonight.”

  “You do?” He gave her a skeptical look.

  She nodded. “There’s pumpkin pie. Not homemade, but if I was going with the theme of Thanksgiving, it wouldn’t be complete without it.”

  He nodded and untied her hands. “You’re right. A little break now is a good idea. Recharge.”

  She sat up and kissed him, running hands over his neck and face. “It was amazing.”

  He smiled. “Let’s get some food.”

  Grabbing a robe off the hook of her bedroom door, she put it on and waited to see if he scolded her. They seemed to be in a break from the play, so she shrugged off the sub instincts even as her ass throbbed delightfully.

  In the kitchen, she dished out two large pieces of pie with whipped cream.

  “Coffee?” she offered.

  “No, I don’t think I can wait that long.” He dug in.

  She sat across from him and realized just how many calories she’d burned in the sex acts. The pie was gone quickly.

  “Why Italy and Greece?” he asked.

  “I don’t know. The ruins and the mythology, I guess. It gave me an escape growing up.” She didn’t want to talk too much about herself. “Your prospects for the job are great. I hear the department head has his plan all done. You just need to get that degree behind you. Any word?”

  “Not yet. The sooner the better.” He sat back.

  She smiled trying to stay on safe topics. “You’ll have to do something to celebrate.”

  “I will and make sure I include you. A little private celebration.” He looked at her possessively.

  She put a hand over the gape in her robe. “I don’t want to take you away from your friends and family. Ben, this isn’t… You’ll find someone more suitable.”

  “You don’t like me outside of bed?” he asked.

  “No, I didn’t say that. I’m a decade older than you. It’s great fun, but I don’t want to get too attached. My sub side has been relegated to fantasies for a while. I don’t want to be the needy one who depends on you. Then you find someone younger or more of what you want.” She shrugged. “Maybe, that’s too honest and direct, but that’s the only way I can do this.”

  He nodded. “I understand, and I’ll always be as honest with you. I don’t play just for sex. If this works, it works. If it doesn’t, it doesn’t. It’s too early to know exactly how it goes yet. I want lunches with you and playtime until you go on your European vacation. If you decide you don’t want me anymore, that’s fine. If I decide to end it, same thing. You might find someone you like more if you go to the BDSM fet group events.”

  “I don’t want to go to kink parties,” she said firmly.

  “I meant the social stuff. Don’t worry. I’m only interested in bossing you around when it comes to sex.” He put the dishes in the sink and headed into the bedroom.

  She grinned to herself. He wanted to play more with her. For now, that was enough. She joined him in the bedroom and dropped the robe as soon as she crossed the doorway.

  “You can undress me,” he said.

  She rushed to do it as the submissive tingle slid over her naked body. She worked slowly on his shirt and folded it. Her fingers shook as she undid his fly and knelt before him, taking the denim and boxers all the way down. He stepped out of the clothes and his loafers before sitting on the bed. Folding everything carefully, she stole a glance as he erection for the first time. He was growing hard for her.

  Done with those clothes, she removed his socks and kissed the insides of his thighs. His hand pressed to her forehead before she reached his sac.

  “Please,” she said.

  “I thought you wanted to be fucked?” he asked.

  She’d learned from his play earlier. “I do. Fucked by your cock in my pussy until we both come. Please don’t tease me anymore.”

  He grabbed protection from his bag, and she took the opportunity to kiss his flesh until his erection was fully hard. The condom packet rested on the bed next to him.

  “You can put it on me,” he said.

  She sighed and tore open the packet. When they were like this, she didn’t feel older. She was only thrilled by the play. Rolling the protection down his thick cock, she wanted to ride him wildly.

  He patted the bed. “Get up here.”

  She slid on the bed and shivered as her ass connected with the fabric.

  “Tender?” he asked.

  She nodded. “A little.”

  “You can ride me, but don’t think I’ll give you this much leeway often. You wanted every smack I gave your ass.” He guided her hips as she straddled him.

  “I know, and I love the feeling. It’s just too fresh right this second.” She eased down on his cock slowly.

  The heat of him spread through her. Fingers and tongues were wonderful, but there was nothing like this. Her back arched as she slid lower. He grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her back, a reminder that he was in charge even if she was on top.

  When she lifted, he thrust up into her. She held still and let him fuck her. Her eyes focused on him as she lowered her body to meet him every time. Faster and harder, they came together until her breasts bounced and her insides twisted in raw need. He watched her carefully but gave no orders or discipline. All he needed was to hold her hands, and he had total control over her.

  “Come for me hard,” he said.

  Panting, she mewed as her climax started deep in her core. Gasping, she let it roll through her body slowly. His thick cock kept her open, and she slammed down on him, grinding to him. Then he pressed his thumb to her clit and worked that sensitive spot until the spasms took her. He rubbed her just right, and her body squeezed his cock as she came on him, her juices rushing from her body. This young Dom knew what he was doing, and she wanted more.

  His groans and grunts caught her attention. He grabbed her ass, and she sucked in air as he roughly thrust a few more times before falling back with a sigh and a smile on his face. The throbbing of her ass left her grinning, too.

  “Thank you, Sir.” She leaned over and kissed him.

  “
What do you want now?” he asked.

  “Stay the night,” she replied.

  Ben wanted to stay, but she needed to open up more. Not sexually but emotionally. She was staying closed off to him somehow when it came to her life.

  “What are your sexual fantasies?” he asked.

  He lifted her off him and stood slowly. Dumping the used protection, he watched her kneel calmly on the bed. “I want to please you, Sir.”

  “Very good but I’m not testing you or teasing you. I want to know.” He sat on the bed and coated her ass with more lotion.

  She shivered. “I don’t have a very wild imagination. I want to submit. I want to play your game. My Dom’s game. I loved tonight.”

  He eased her down to the bed until their heads were on the pillows. He cuddled her. “I know you did. I loved it, too. I want to know more about you. What games to play? What works for you? You can tell me. I won’t do anything you don’t want, but you need to open up.”

  Her cheeks burned red as she tucked her head into the crook of his shoulder. “I’m not a cougar, Ben. I like the sex, but you don’t need to know all my baggage and life history just to play. Don’t worry about it. You have enough on your plate right now. Get the job and the PhD. We’ll celebrate then.”

  The fact that she was trying to distance him personally and seem selfless was brighter than a neon sign to him. He hugged her tight and grabbed a handful of her ass to get her full attention. “I’m not asking for your childhood traumas and darkest fears. Not yet. Just tell me a sexual fantasy. Maybe, I’ll fulfill it for you.”

  She shivered and wrapped her arms around him. “Sex where I could get caught. Not in public or where people would watch. My office. The gym.”

  Smiling, he kissed the top of her head. “Thank you. Has anyone ever done it for you?”

  She shook her head. “With my luck, I would get caught and in trouble. I’m not lucky, Ben. No one can say I’ve had a charmed life. No one handed me anything. I know the language lessons are dumb with all the apps and options, but it’s the first real vacation I’ve ever had, my first time out of the country or flying anywhere that wasn’t for a work conference. I act like I have it together, but I don’t. You’re still young, and your life is great. I don’t want you to get wrapped in mine.”