“You ought to point this customer out for me. I would be able to teach them a thing or two.”
“I bet you could.” He let his pen drop off the table. I turned around and picked it for him. I placed it back on the table and headed off to the kitchen to clean up from making his sandwich. He followed me in and lent his body into my back, he whispered in my ear in a low growl.
“How long have you been without your panties on?”
“I took them off when I made you your sandwich. I was getting fed up of wearing wet pants all day.”
“You are so bad Jasmine, tonight I am going to teach you a lesson you will not forget in a hurry?”
“Promises, promises.” He turned me around and looked me in the eyes.
“You really are leading me astray angel.” He pressed his groin into me as he put his hot lips on mine. I quivered under his light touch. He picked me up and sat me on the stainless steel worktop. I just hoped no customers walked in on us. I moved my hands around to his bum and pulled him in tight.
“Take me here.”
“Sexy I can’t, what if someone comes in?”
“Well they will just have to wait their turn. I can only take one man of your calibre at a time.” He had a wicked twinkle in his eye. I knew he couldn’t resist me. He knelt down and started to ‘clean me up.’ “That’s it.” I put my hands on his head, his tongue was playing with my clit, he opened me up with his fingers. He then licked harder and deeper. Shit this felt amazing. Once he had finished he stood up.
“Well I think I have cleaned you enough for now anyway.” I pulled him in for an erotic tongue-dancing kiss.
“Let me reward you for doing such a good job.” I unzipped his trousers and freed him. I slid a condom on for him. I guided him into me, he slid inside with such ease. I had been thinking of this moment since I had started my shift, so I was very well lubricated. I pulled his shirt from out of his trousers and ran my nails around his rippling muscles. I had my legs wrapped around his waist. I was pulling him in with every heart stopping powerful thrust. I moved my hands and gripped on tight to the worktop, pots were falling off clattering on to the floor, but this didn’t distract him.
“That’s it, pound into me.” Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.
“Fuck Jasmine.” He carried on, harder and faster.
“That’s it, Yes, Yes.” As I came around him, he ploughed in faster and deeper until he released himself into me. He leaned into me and lifted me up kissing me tenderly.
“Thank you sexy, you give more than a service with a smile.” He chuckled.
“It was a pleasure to be of service sir.” I said smiling back.
We had just tided ourselves up when my next customer walked into the coffee shop. I quickly put my pants on and went to serve them. They went and sat down, I took their drink over to them and went back into the kitchen. I reached up on my tiptoes and kissed Luke. He looked awfully worried.
“Has he gone?”
“No, he is sitting down with his drink.” Luke looked at his watch.
“I have to get back to work. I have a meeting to attend in twenty-minutes. You really are leading me astray.”
“That’s good to know, I am going to carry on because I enjoy it.”
“I will pick you up at your house at 7:00, I am going to need my ‘tools’ to teach you a lesson.” I gave him one of my cheeky smiles, he tilted his head down and gave me a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back, he slid away from my grasp.
“Let me tidy you up properly, you have that adorable I have just had an amazing fuck look.” I reached up and put his hair down flat for him, I tided his normally perfect knot on his tie.
“You are incorrigible angel.” As Luke walked out of the kitchen, the man smiled at him. Luke just gave him a curt nod and then left. I was sure the customer knew what had just happened, but I didn’t care. I had been satisfied. My cheeks were still flushed and my heart was still pounding away. Then I remembered what Luke had said, he would need his ‘tools’ to teach me a lesson, now I was worried, really worried. What could he have meant? All that kept going through my head was trade tools, screwdriver, drill, trowel or a wrench. My mind just couldn’t think of what he meant.
The afternoon dragged by, I never got more than one customer in at a time, I had swept, and mopped the floor hours before I was meant to, I had cleaned all the machines and rearranged the counter. I was glad when my shift ended. I got on my bike and headed home, I'd just have time for a quick shower before Luke arrived.
As I shut my front door, I saw Dylan lounging on the sofa.
“Hi Dylan, I thought you had moved out?”
“I have, but your sofa is much comfier than mine.”
“You are so wrong Dylan.”
“Did Luke stay over with you last night?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Why? I need to know how Luke coped with your nightmare last night.”
“He looked scared to death at first, but then he came into the shower with me and held me tight in his arms until I managed to recover.”
“Did he ask who Greg was?”
“No, he just told me everything was going to be all right.”
“Are you going to tell him about Greg?”
“That’s a good question. I’m not sure what to do for the best. I really don’t want him to know about Greg.”
“Well do you think it was too scary for him to hang around?”
“I am not sure Dylan, only time will tell.” He came over and gave me a cuddle.
“I hope he sticks around. I think you two go well together.” I just smiled.
“Thanks Dylan, I am off for a quick shower.”
“Cool.”
I ran upstairs. I always seemed to be in a rush whenever it was something to do with Luke. The butterflies were doing overtime in my stomach. I still hadn’t figured out what ‘tools’ he was talking about, now what to wear? It was a lovely sunny evening so I went for a nice knee length dress. I slipped a cardigan on just in case it felt a bit nippy. When I got downstairs, Luke was already sat next to Dylan waiting for me. I looked at my watch, 7:05, oh well, only five minutes late, not bad going really. He looked at me and then at his watch.
“Tut, tut, tut, you are late.” He looked really stern, you have to be kidding me, he is peeved over five minutes, I walked up to him, then I saw that half-cocked smile appear on his face.
“You. I thought I was in trouble.”
“Come on let’s get going, we have a long night ahead of us.” A long night hey? Then my mind turned back to the ‘tool’ situation. I was all nervous again, he took my hand.
“See you later Dylan.”
“See you both, have a great evening.” As we got outside, I couldn’t see Luke’s car anywhere.
“Where’s your car?”
“Straight ahead angel.” All I could see was a black Mercedes–Benz with someone sat in the driver’s seat. Luke opened the door for me to get in, once in I put my seat belt on, Luke walked around to the other side and got in with me.
I was really puzzled. Luke had a driver? Then I had a terrible thought. Did his submissives ever sit in this car, like I am now? I had an unexpected sudden rush of jealousy run through my body.
“What’s up angel? You look really worried? I flicked my eyes over to the driver, Luke pressed a button, and a screen appeared between us and the front of the vehicle. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong? Don’t worry Sam can’t hear us, this glass is sound proofed.” He placed his hand on my knee.
“I was just thinking . . .” Luke’s phone started ringing, he reached into his pocket and pulled it out.
“Heart.” Now he didn’t look happy, whoever was on the other end wasn’t giving him good news by the looks of it.
“I pay you enough, get it taken care of.” then he hung up.
“Sorry about that angel, now where were we before we got interrupted?” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to tell him now. My confidence had dropped thro
ugh the floor somewhere, we seemed to be driving away from it, he took hold of my hand and gave it a kiss, then his phone went again.
“Heart.”
“I don’t want to hear any excuses, just tell me if you can’t do the job and I will find someone who can.” He hung up the phone.
“Does your phone always go off at the wrong times?” He had a sly grin on his face.
“Not always, now come on what’s on your mind?”
“I was thinking did the others sit here, like I am now?”
“What others? You have totally lost me.”
“The submissives.”
“Oh, no, no, this is my own personal car. If we went to functions or anything else we would use the Volvo, but I sold that when I decided I was never having a submissive again.” The unexpected jealousy vanished away into oblivion.
“And what about the driver.”
“Sam, he has been in my service for just under ten years, Sam knows his place, don’t worry about him.”
I sat back and enjoyed the ride back to Luke’s house. When we arrived, we drove up to some high grey gates. They opened as we approached. We drove into an underground car park. My nerves were getting the better of me. I was starting to shake. As we parked, Luke reached out for my hand, I placed my hand in his, he pulled me in closer.
“Don’t worry. Come on let’s get you warmed up.” I was feeling nervous, I had never been to his place before so I wasn’t sure what to expect.
“Don’t worry Jazz.” I glanced at him.
“Easy for you to say, you know what’s happening.” He smiled at me. We parked up and Luke helped me out of the car, he took my hand in his, interlocking his fingers with my own. We headed to the elevator. It seemed to take forever for the doors to open. We walked in and Luke inserted a key card into a slot on the control panel. He pressed some buttons and we were heading up. The lift had a massive mirror on the back wall. Well at least I could see myself shaking now.
As we were exiting I froze, Luke coaxed me out.
“Come on, I don’t bite, much, let me give you a quick tour of the downstairs.” We exited into a large hallway. He took me into the living room. It was as big as my entire house, very clean, no clutter anywhere. We headed through the living room and arrived at what I thought must be his office.
“Look at all those screens.”
“They have all the images from every camera around this building, you can’t be too careful.” We carried on with the tour. “In here I have a small gym, so if you fancy de-stressing help yourself.” As he opened the door I was amazed at all the fitness equipment that lay before me.
“A small gym, we need to work on your definition of small. There is more equipment in here than at my last gym. Why do you go the gym when you have one in your home?
“It’s all about the swimming!” He had that half a grin back on his lush face.
“I see. I am slightly disappointed at not finding a sauna in here as well.”
“Well I may have to look into that possibility for you.” I started giggling as we walked off to the next room on the list. “In this next room we have a small games room.” Piano, pool table, games consoles, arcade machines and my favourite a jukebox. We walked through the living room and out through two glass balcony doors. I passed the table and chairs and walked up to the partial black ironed railed walI and looked out over the city, now I was impressed.
“Wow, look at the view from here, it is breath taking. You are so lucky.”
“Luck has nothing to do with it.” I turned around and rolled my eyes at him.
He then took me into the kitchen. It was very similar to mine. I pulled up a bar stool and took a seat.
“Would you like a drink?”
“Yes please.” I answered.
“What would you like?”
“Coffee would be nice.”
“Luke, can I ask you a question.” I don’t know why you asked him that, you are going to ask it anyway, my brain was so damn picky.
“Yes.”
“Have you still got a submissive?” Please say no, I didn’t want to share him with anyone.
“No, my last submissive, well, I broke it off with her about three and half months ago.” Yes, yes.
“Why did you break it off?”
“We had grown apart. It just wasn’t working between us any longer.”
“What was her name?” I am not sure I should have asked that. He looked at me.
“Do you really want to know her name?” He asked.
“Yes, I don’t see why not.”
“Ok then, it was Sandra Harper.”
“Was the break up mutual? I felt as though I was walking on thin ice, with this line of questioning.
“No, she is still a bit pissed at me, but I can handle her, nothing for you to worry about.” I wasn’t worried before, but now I was. Still a bit pissed, that didn’t sound good.
“How many submissives have you had?” Will you stop asking questions Jazz, you are going to piss him off.
“Only about . . ., let me think. Six, yes she was my sixth.” I got a sudden pang of jealousy that travelled through my body again.
“What about, HIV or sexually transmitted diseases and such like.”
“No need to worry about that, we all had regular health check-ups, and blood tests done. They were all very well taken care of.”
“So Jazz, how about you? You mentioned that you had dabbled in being a submissive, tell me about it.” What do I say?
“I was in a long term relationship. He figured out that he loved to be a dominant and I found it fun to be his submissive. It was just a bit of roll playing really, we only ever played with it for about nine months. We learned together, it was just a weekend thing sometimes. I had a special bracelet. The game only got played if I was wearing it. Like I said, we were still learning.” I tried really hard to sound disconnected, I hoped I fooled him.
“What happened, why did you stop?” I didn’t want to tell him, but what do I say? I am not into necrophilia.
“It just sort of died out.” I could feel a lump in my throat forming and an unwelcome dropping sensation in the pit of my stomach. I turned away for a second. I needed to compose myself again. Go away tears, do not come out to play now, please disappear. I was breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth, just hoping I could stop the flow of tears escaping from my eyes, Luke held my hand.
“Talk to me Jasmine, I can sense something is wrong.”
“How do I know you will not dump me for another submissive or even have a submissive on the side? I was never very good at sharing my toys with the other children?”
“You will just have to trust me, remember you are the only girl I have kissed on the lips and you’re the only one I have ever shared a bed with at night. I want you and only you. I don’t need that part of my life with you at my side.”
“So how many boyfriends have you had then?”
“Boyfriends or lovers? I answered.
“Both I guess.”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Yes, I am a big boy, I can handle it.”
“Ok, let me think . . . Boyfriends I have had one.”
“You have only had one boyfriend?”
“Yes you are my second.”
“And how about lovers?”
“Hmm I will need to just count them up . . .” He was looking really, really worried.
“Two, including you. There was a lot of boys that bragged that they had bedded me, but it wasn’t true. I knew the truth and that’s all that ever mattered to me.”
“Jasmine, I am only your second lover?”
“Yes.” I said shyly, I turned my head away again.
“Don’t be embarrassed about it, I think it’s sweet.” He put his finger under my chin to lift my head up, he put his soft hot lips on mine.
Chapter 22
We finished our drinks, I was just starting to get comfortable and relax when he said.
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��Right are you ready for the rest of the tour?”
“Yes I think so.” My nerves were back again. I stood up and placed my hand into Luke’s, he gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I followed him up the stairs.
“This is my bedroom but I would like to turn it into our bedroom. It has its own on-suite bathroom, so if you have a nightmare and need to go to the shower it is right through there, you will find towels in the cupboard.” I started looking around, one side of a wall was covered in mirrors, I presumed it must be a walk-in-wardrobe behind them. The mirrors had grey panelling around them. Under my feet lay a beautiful oak effect wooden floor, with three beautiful red rugs scattered around. He had two bedside tables that had photos on them but I couldn’t see what off.
“The next room across the hall way was the submissives bedroom. I have had it cleared out so it is totally empty at the minute. It has its own bathroom as well.” It was a lot to take in. His place was massive. “This is the master bathroom, further down the hallway there is another two spare bedrooms. And the last room on the list, this is where I keep my ‘tools’ to punish you for your crimes.” He had a sly look his face. This was fun for him. I wanted to see inside, all this secrecy was driving me insane, but at the same time, I just wanted to go home and forget about the ‘tool room.’
We stopped outside what I presumed was the ‘tool room.’ He unlocked the door and put the light on, as I looked inside, I couldn’t make up my mind whether it looked like a medieval torture chamber, or if it was just something off Helga’s House of pain. Maybe it was a bit of both, but one thing I did know was it all looked pretty frightening. He took hold of my hand and led me inside. I stumbled on my own feet as we entered, I landed flat on my ass whilst still holding onto Luke’s hand. He dropped to his knees.
“Shit Jazz, are you all right?”
“Yeah, I can’t believe I tripped over my own feet again, this is so embarrassing.” He helped me up off the floor.
“No need to feel embarrassed, we have all done it.”
“Yeah, but I seem to do it a lot more than normal people.” He gave me one of his very cheeky grins.
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