Oh, just hearing him say that takes me right to the edge. It only takes a few strikes of his skilled tongue over my clit along with the vibrations in my vagina and I explode. I cry out, “Oh, Oh, Ohhh!” My thighs tense, my body spasms and releases all that is left inside of me and then I lie still. I feel his face move away from me. After a moment, he removes the blindfold so I can confirm I am laid out as his appetizer on the dining table. He doesn’t speak as I watch him remove the capsule from inside of me and unbind my wrists. He helps me to my feet. I can still see the outline of his rock-hard cock, trying to burst through his pants. He pulls out a chair and I sit down. I am still reeling in the aftermath of my orgasm. The sparks still flare, causing me to cross my legs under the table.
Even though my head is bowed, my eyes follow him as he sets the table with two placemats and cutlery and then walks over to the cooktop to plate our meal. There’s homemade Pesto chicken served with a tomato salad and the most delicious mozzarella cheese I’ve ever tasted. Can this get any better? He hands me my wine saying, “You may look at me while we eat.” I look up at him and, with a devilish grin he says, “I hope you enjoy your dinner, I know I enjoyed my appetizer.” Oh my, another hot surge rips through me as I sheepishly smile at him. He takes his seat across from me and seems deep in thought.
“Are you enjoying yourself so far?”
“Yes. Thank you…Master.”
He smiles. He likes it when I call him that. “Good, we’re not finished yet.” His eyes look hungry for more than food. I swallow hard, but not because of the food. I eat quietly as I begin to wonder what is coming next. Each time I look up, Adam’s eyes are fixed on me. He says, “You look very hot in that. It’s exceeded my expectations.” That makes me happy, because I know he has very high expectations. As we are about to finish eating, he slides a black velvet box across the table toward me. “Open it,” he commands. I reach for the box, my hands slightly trembling with anticipation. I open it to find a black velvet choker, with a white gold heart attached to it. He says, “Read the back of the heart.”
I turn over the heart and engraved there is: V belongs to A. I feel my excitement go up another level. Is that even possible? It’s very pretty, but I believe its significance is far more than that. Adam stands, removes the choker from its box and, standing behind me, fastens it firmly around my neck. He confirms my thought when he says, “This is a reminder of who you belong to and I want you to wear it during our times like these going forward. Understood?”
“Yes, thank you. You’re very generous.” I find myself holding the heart in my hand for a moment. He nods with approval.
There’s a brief silence between us before he commands, “Stand up.” I stand and he skillfully places the blindfold over my eyes. Before I can take another breath, he lifts me up and puts me over his shoulder. I squirm as my body dangles down his back. He almost yells with concern. “Keep still, I don’t want to drop you.” I obey and relax my body as he carries me up the stairs with such ease. There are all kinds of feelings running through me now. This is really erotic, being carried over the shoulder of your hot and sexy master!
He places me on my feet and says, “Put your arms behind your back.” I do as he asks and feel my wrists being bound together in silk again. He pulls down, making me lurch back slightly, reminding me who is in control and yes, I know it’s him. With his hands on my waist, he moves me a few steps forward. He whispers in my ear, “Kneel.” With his help, I lower myself to my knees. I stay like this for a few minutes before he says, “Open your mouth.” I do so and instantly feel his cock filling it. “Suck,” he commands.
I begin to suck with great enthusiasm. I want to please him. I run my tongue up and down his long, rock-hard cock. He puts his hand on the back of my head to control how fast or slow, and how deep he wishes to fuck my mouth. He moves in and out at his will. I enjoy tasting all of him, every single inch. Suddenly, he pulls up the blindfold. I am still hungrily sucking his cock when he says, “Look at yourself in the mirror.” Holy shit! The room is candlelit and I am on my knees right in front of one of the mirrored closet doors in the spare bedroom. I watch his engorged cock move in and out of my mouth. The view is so intoxicating that I just can’t avert my eyes. I keep watching myself suck, my lips moving and adjusting as needed. I watch his hand holding the back of my head, controlling how I pleasure him. He appears so powerful as I dare to raise my eyes upward, catching him looking down and watching his cock move in and out of my mouth.
His face is serious, but heated with desire too. Our eyes lock for a few seconds before he tugs my hair, reminding me of my place. I lower my eyes immediately, remembering I can see everything in the mirror. I’m captivated by what I see! A strong surge rips through my groin, so intense that my bended knees almost buckle. I watch him move in and out of my mouth over and over again. Sometimes he pushes his cock to the back of my throat and sometimes just enough for my lips to wrap around him. I watch how it fits in my mouth. My lips look stretched over his cock when I look in the mirror. I continue to be mesmerized by the sight. I suck harder and roll my tongue up and down him with more intent now. Suddenly he commands, “Stop and stand up.” I watch my lips slowly slide from his now glistening cock. He helps me to my feet and when I stand he unbinds my wrists and walks to the other side of the bed so he is facing the mirror now. “Take off your clothes.” He commands.
I begin to undress. My eyes become fixed on his cock and I want it now. He looks majestic as I await his next command. “Come here.” I walk over to him with my head bowed in respect. He gently pushes me down on the bed. “Get on all fours and look in the mirror.” I get on my hands and knees on the bed and look at myself in the mirror. My breasts and face are in full view. My long hair hangs around my body and my back is slightly curved. I look ready to please him. He stands in front of me, blocking my view of the mirror, my eyes rest on his cock that is now only inches from my face. He lifts my chin upward with something. My eyes meet his and a half grin spreads across his face. I’ve not seen this look before. He looks taller, bigger, almost giant like from this angle. I gasp and swallow hard yet still feel highly aroused. He slowly steps to the side so I can see what he has under my chin in the mirror. Oh fuck. It’s a black leather riding crop! His family’s horse farm comes to mind rather quickly.
He sees the surprise on my face and grins again. He waits for a moment, allowing me to digest what I see. When I look up again, he appears masterful and mischievous. He lets me watch how we look in the mirror. He slowly removes the crop from under my chin. My heart is pounding so hard I can feel it all the way down to my belly. Excitement, fear, and curiosity are what I feel right now. He slowly runs the crop across my lips, making me quiver before he moves it down my neck and between my breasts. He lingers here for a moment, running the crop around each of my erect nipples. He continues his descent, my body arches more when he runs it over my belly and down in between my legs. He runs it back and forth, causing just enough friction to make me moan.
“Ahhh,” I cry out. He walks around the bed slowly and as he does so, he drags the riding crop down my back, sending shivers through my entire body. Even though he’s now standing behind me, I can still watch his every move in the mirror. He places the crop between my legs and slowly slides it up the inside of my right leg, down my left leg, and back up again. He places it firmly against my clitoris and slides the crop back and forth. I begin to rock and grind myself over the crop. Oh, the hot waves begin to splash inside me now. Watching myself grind over the crop is turning me on even more, taking me closer to the edge of delight! He seems to enjoy watching me too and lets me continue for a while. When he thinks I’ve had enough, he gently flicks the crop up under me, causing me to arch my back even more.
“Oh!” I cry out, as he reminds me who is in control, Master Adam. He slowly moves the crop from under me and runs it down the back of my neck and then very slowly up and down my back a few times. It’s tantal
izing what he’s doing with that crop. Soon I feel it in between my bum cheeks. I arch my back again. I can’t help it. He lingers here for a while and seems to like putting it there, between my cheeks. I moan and the view in the mirror is still captivating. He looks so manly and powerful. His muscular body exudes strength and raw sex. He runs his crop up and down my back a few more times. I like how it feels and what it represents. He’s in control! I watch him look at the crop and then at me in the mirror. He holds up the crop and says, “Ready?” I nod yes, as my curiosity has gotten the better of me and I want him to finish this as he planned it.
No further convincing is needed as I feel the first swat across my bum cheek. “Ouch!” I cry out. I look in the mirror and the mischievous grin is back. He pauses to gauge my reaction. I manage to slightly grin back at him in the mirror. He runs the crop around my bum and down the backs of my thighs a few times and then another swat strikes my cheek. It stings, but makes me feel wetter too. This is followed by two more well-placed flicks of the crop across my behind. “Ohh, ahh,” I cry out. He is quite skilled as I watch how easy it is for him to just flick his wrist with little effort but cause just enough pain to make me flinch. I realize the sound of it coming down on me is just as tantalizing as the act itself. As that thought leaves my mind, with one more flick of his wrist the crop connects with me again only harder this time and then again on the other cheek. “Oww!” That stung. I look in the mirror and see him still standing behind me. His already large cock looks double the size and he notices me admiring it. He lets me admire him while he holds it proudly in one hand and the crop in the other, making eye contact with me in the mirror the entire time. Now that’s a poster I want on my bedroom wall!
Without warning, he pushes his cock deep inside me. My body lunges forward, forcing me to put my elbows down on the bed to brace myself for a different kind of attack. Oh, he feels so large, he has filled me up completely and the burning desires in me have tripled. “Ahhhh!” I can feel my lips down there wrapped tightly around his cock. He feels so massive inside me. I cry out as the riding crop connects with my bum cheek. One hand is on my hip, assisting his deep plunges while the other hand holds the black leather crop. In the mirror I see that Adam and the role of master are a natural pairing. When our eyes meet, another swat comes down hard on my ass, making me quickly avert my eyes. It really stings. He’s no longer holding back. I don’t care, because he makes me feel fear and excitement at the same time. I enjoy watching my body lunge forward with each powerful fucking motion he makes. I can’t take my eyes off us now. The determination in his face is making me crazy and I feel elated that I am pleasing him.
“Oh Master, you feel so good,” I cry out. The role of Gia comes naturally to me too. I feel his cock swell in me. I didn’t think it was possible to get any bigger. My body lunges forward and his hips are more deliberate now. I really need to brace my arms this time to hold myself in place. We watch ourselves in the mirror. My face contorts as the overwhelming waves of pleasure splash through my entire body. It’s unbelievable what he can do to me.
“Who do you belong to?” he yells, his pleasure rising.
“To you Master. Only to you.”
We both explode. It’s like a series of powerful waves hitting against the rocks of a very high cliff. “Ah, Ah, Ah!” I cry out. He watches my face filled with unrelenting submission and fulfillment. He stays in me as we both look in the mirror. I believe he’s mesmerized now too. We stay in place until he rubs his hand where his crop has been. He gently slaps my bum as he pulls out and walks into the bathroom.
I stay in place on the bed, my bum stinging in the aftermath. He says, “You can get up now and use the bathroom if you need it.” He helps me off the bed.
“Thank you, Master.” He is so blasted hot and powerful. It’s befitting, given the exuberant pleasure he has just given me. He’s dressed when I return to the room. He wraps me in a silk robe he must’ve bought for me. He’s thought of everything. It’s silver and feels regal against my skin. He takes my hand and leads me downstairs. I expect he will be leading me in many new directions and I anxiously await each new road we take. When we’re back downstairs, he pours two glasses of wine and sits beside me on the sofa.
“You were outstanding this evening. Thank you. I hope the riding crop didn’t freak you out too much.”
“At first I was a little surprised, but I really wanted to please you.”
I admire his beautiful face as he says, “I was watching your reactions to what we were doing. It appears we both have a taste for erotic pleasures after all. I am already planning our next one.” His eyes are locked on mine and I swallow hard, but still feel excited. He then says, “This is an odyssey we are both on. We have lots of room to grow and I intend to push boundaries.” He kisses me with what I think is a gesture to ease my concern over his words. His lovely tongue exploring mine soothes some of my fears. My juices start flowing again, when will I ever get enough of him? Never! He stops kissing me and leans back, pulling me onto his lap. We sit in silence as he fondles my breasts and runs his hand up and down my back. He seems lost in thought. I feel like I truly belong to him now and there’s no turning back.
Chapter 4
My eyes are still closed but I’m awake. I can feel Adam behind me. I never know if he’s awake or not, he always lies so still. I move a little to see if he moves and he doesn’t. I slowly roll over trying not to wake him and get startled when I see his piercing dark blue eyes staring back at me. He’s startled too and as I watch his eyes widen I say, “Oh sorry, I thought you were asleep.”
He smiles when he says, “I’ve been awake for a while. I was listening to you breathe while you sleep and reliving our evening last night. You were amazing. You really impressed me, Violet. I’m lucky to have you.”
I lean up and kiss him. “Even though my bum is a little tender, I think I’m the lucky one. How did you come up with that idea? I mean the vibrating capsule to start with and then the table. I was so turned on.” I take a breath, feeling the excitement rise in the afterthought, “You were very well endowed last night. Not that you aren’t normally, but it seemed so much bigger.”
He smiles and gently rubs my bum. “The more you get into it, the harder it makes me. I intend to keep you excited and wanting more. Don’t get me wrong though, I enjoyed watching what I could do to your bum and I’ve only just started.” He kisses me and pulls me in close to him. “You really are something, Babe.” He continues to massage my bum, “How does that feel?”
“It feels nice and you’re making me horny.” We begin to kiss until his Blackberry beeps, reminding him of his first conference call.
“Oh fuck,” he sounds frustrated. I recall Alice telling him he had two calls to make. He gives me a quick kiss before jumping out of bed to put on a pair of track pants. I enjoy watching his sexy body. “Sorry, Babe.” He really does look sorry and so am I. I want more of him. He grabs a T-shirt out of one of the drawers, “I’ll put on some coffee. I have a couple of calls and will be busy for the next hour or so.” I nod at him as he walks out of the room.
Turning on the television, I sink into the fluffy pillows. My mind is reeling as I recap last night over and over again. Our relationship is still new. I do know our sexual chemistry is beyond anything I could imagine. I’m truly learning a lot about myself. I find Adam exceedingly attractive, but it’s more than that. Yes, when I look at him, I’m instantly filled with desire and his bedroom skills are beyond what I could have dreamed of. I don’t need prior experience to know that. I love him and admire his strength and confidence. There’s trust and that’s a big part of it too. Then it hits me. My greedy carnal self is highly aware of how much pleasure Adam can give me when he wants. This realization shouldn’t surprise me. I’ve mulled over my feelings for him a million times. But what he did last night was intriguing and I want more!
I stretch in the bed before I get up and put on my yoga pants and
a T-shirt. When I reach the top of the stairs, I can smell the coffee and it makes my mouth water. On my way down, I look out the large windows at green leafy tree tops. The view energizes me. On the main floor, I stick my head into Adam’s office and I can hear him say firmly, “I don’t think that approach will work. Get me some additional information from the accountant. I need to see their numbers.” When he looks up and sees me, he smiles.
I mouth to him, “Coffee?” He nods. I pour two big cups of coffee and quietly walk back into his office. He’s still on the phone, “Yes that sounds reasonable. We also need to find out what they think about this, let’s not make a rash decision without all of the information first.” I smile when I put his coffee down in front of him. He winks at me as I turn to walk out, closing the door behind me.
I sit at the kitchen island, enjoying the sunlight coming in from the large windows and sliding doors. This place exudes so much positive energy. My stomach sinks when I remember I have to go to Chicago the week after next. I must tell Adam today so it’s not a surprise. It was my forgetting to tell him something the last time that caused us so much heartache. Adam appears in the kitchen with his empty coffee cup, “Do you want more coffee, Babe?” I nod handing him my cup. He can be so easygoing at times. I smile as I watch him pour the coffee and think how happy he must be that his firm is doing so well and growing rapidly. Paul keeps me updated on these things. Adam sits as he hands me my coffee and says cheerfully, “This really is a great place. I’m happy you found it. The windows, the metal beams, it’s all so funky.”
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