by J. M. Witt
We were halfway to the club when I asked, “You sure you can do this?” She looked to me and nodded. “No emotions, Cassidy. Just pleasure.” She was looking out the window and I wasn’t sure if I was asking her or myself. Christ. I needed a drink.
We walked in and headed straight downstairs. Checking in at the desk, I was told that my room was ready and waiting. With my hand on the small of her back, I guided her through the corridors. I had no intention of stopping to make small talk with anyone. I opened the door and she walked in with no hesitation and looked around.
“Is the room ok.”
She shook her head, “It’s our room. It’s fine.”
It had momentarily slipped my mind that we’d been here before. It was my room, so of course she was familiar with it. “Do you want a drink?”
“I wouldn’t turn it down.”
“Anything in particular?”
She shrugged a shoulder, “Something fruity. Fuzzy navel is fine.”
“Ok. I’ll be right back.”
I walked down the hall to the secured bar that was for those with private rooms. I ordered her drink and got myself a shot of whiskey. I downed mine and headed back to the room with hers. She was sitting on the end of the bed and stood back up when I entered the room. I handed her the drink and she began sucking on the straw.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes.” I walked over to the stereo system and docked my iPod and hit play on the list she’d provided. “Your list is quite…eclectic.”
“I warned you it would be.”
“Remove your boots and the jacket. You can leave the top on, for now. There’s a blindfold in the dresser. I want you kneeling right here, hands on your knees, with the blindfold on. Understood.”
“Yes.”
I walked to her and let my height intimidate her. “Yes…”
Her eyes slightly rolled as she said, “Yes, Master.”
“Good girl. I’ll be back.”
I left the room and took a deep breath. I had to get myself under control. I was known for my ability to be brusque, but control was a big part of it. Women stood in line to be my next playmate, but soon regretted it. I told them over and over I wasn’t some challenge. I didn’t do love and many of them found that out the hard way. Fucking emotions. They always ruined a good sub.
I grew distracted and spent too much time watching the couples milling about. An old sub of mine caught my eye and I smiled at her. She was collared and she knew the rules. I had to get back to Cassidy anyway. I entered the dimly lit room and found her in complete obedience.
“It’s me. Just nod your head unless I ask you a question that requires more than a yes or no. Ok?” She nodded.
I watched as her breathing slowly metered back, having quickened when I entered the room. Removing my shoes, socks and shirt, I discarded them to the couch. I had no idea what I was going to do with her. Usually I was better prepared. I unbuttoned my jeans after removing my belt and held it in my hands. Walking to her I asked her to stand.
“Give me your wrists.” She stuck her hands out in front of her and I wrapped the belt around her wrists. “Is it too tight?” She shook her head. I wanted to do everything with her and knew there wouldn’t be enough time. “Come.” I pulled her bound wrists behind me and sat on the edge of the bed.
She easily cooperated as I laid her across my lap. Her hair fell down, surrounding her face. My hand touched the back of her knee and I was aware of her body stiffening at my touch. As I moved my fingers up the back of her thigh, she relaxed. The muscles of her neck and shoulders were exposed and I enjoyed watching them flex as I continued my exploration of her legs. She wore the corset she claimed to need help with lacing.
“You lied to me. You didn’t need help lacing this.”
I tugged on the ribbon and took my time as I pulled it completely apart. The ribbon dropped to the floor as the corset fell to the side. She sighed as my warm hand moved along the now exposed skin of her back. I noticed her bra had no clasp in back as my eyes moved down to the curve of her ass. My hand landed on one cheek and then the other. Tugging her shorts down, I ran my hands over the satin of her panties. I should’ve instructed her to remove the shorts, but I hadn’t.
“Stand up.” I helped her to her feet as the corset fell to the floor. “You’re trembling. Are you cold?”
“Just a little.” I stood and walked to the thermostat and increased the temperature a few degrees. As I walked back to the bed the heater kicked on. “You didn’t have to…”
“Shh. I want you comfortable. Come here.” I took her tied hands and pulled her between my legs as I sat back down on the bed as new song started. The song playing overhead intrigued me and I didn’t recognize it. “What song is this?”
“It’s Desire by Meg Myers.”
“I like it.” I listened to the words as I trailed a finger over her collar bone and then down between her breasts. “Do you want to please me?”
“Yes…Master.”
Goosebumps trailed up her arms and across her abdomen. “Do you want to taste me?” She nodded as she licked her lips. “If you’re good, I’ll let you taste me, but first I’m dying to taste you.”
I stood up and moved around her as she fought to remain still. I imagined her eyes were fluttering, trying to find me through the blindfold. Bending my head into the crook of her neck, I buried my nose in her hair just above her ear. I breathed deep, letting her scent penetrate my soul, before I pulled her ear lobe between my teeth. Her breathing increased as she moaned softly. Releasing her ear, I trailed my lips down her neck and bit down on the flesh by her bra strap. My cock was straining against my pants and I undid the zipper, making sure she heard the metal slide apart.
Leaving my briefs on, I pressed my cock against her. I didn’t realize how long I’d been craving her until that moment. Turning her, I ran my fingers to the center clasp on her bra. I’d have to undo her hands to remove it without ripping it. Her breasts sprung free as the cups were pushed aside. I pushed her tied hands over her head and began kissing, licking and sucking across her chest. Playing with a nipple in one hand, I sucked on the other as it beaded into a perfect bud in my mouth. I felt her hands gently fall to my hair as her fingers clawed at the band holding my hair in place.
Growling, “Hands up!” She whimpered but did as I ordered.
I fell to my knees and licked my way to her belly button as I pulled her shorts down, making sure to leave the panties in place. Having to get closer, I buried my face between her legs while my hands gripped her hips and ass. Her scent was intoxicating. Looking up to her face, her lips were slightly parted. My hand trailed over her mound and I watched her face as I cupped her and pressed my fingers against her. Her head dropped as she cooed in response to my touch. I fingered the fabric on the inside of her thigh as her hips bucked with excitement.
“You’re so wet. I can’t wait to fuck you.”
“Yes, Master.”
Smiling, “It wasn’t a question.” She didn’t respond, only moaned as I continued to rub her through the fabric. I pulled her panties down her legs and removed them and the shorts from around her ankles. “Sit down.”
She lowered herself to the bed as I pushed her to her back. I lifted her arms above her and watched as her torso stretched out in front of me. My eyes fell to the tattoo on her rib cage. It was a phoenix, but the colors were blue and green like a beautiful peacock. Interesting. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her to the edge of the bed and spread her legs. She was already shaking and I didn’t know how much more she could handle, but I was going to find out.
Starting at her knee, I kissed my way up her legs until I reached the junction where her thigh ended and her pussy began. I lapped my tongue against her silky soft skin as her hips tried to arch closer. Just as her hips relaxed I tongued her slit, licking every part of her. Fuck. She tasted better than any dessert and I needed more.
“Don’t come. You will wait till I give you permission.”
Her cry of
objection was quickly overcome with cries of desire as I let my tongue travel into her as deep as it could. I placed my left hand on her pelvis as my right trailed from her leg and up to her opening. Inserting two fingers, she clenched down on them as her back arched. Slowly, I began rubbing them in a come-hither motion as she tried rocking against my hand. If she wanted harder, she’d have to wait.
“Hold still and relax.” Her head was lightly thrashing against the satin bedding and I wondered what she’d say if I asked her what she wanted. “Tell me.” My fingers continued their motion as she panted. “Cassidy, tell me what you want.”
“I, I want you.”
“Want me to what?”
Crying out, “Ohh…I want you tie me up and fuck me till I come. Please.”
I couldn’t contain my smile as my hands left her body. “Please, what?”
“Ugh! Please, Master!”
“Scoot up higher, to the center of the bed and roll over.”
I walked to the boudoir and pulled out various lengths of binds and cuffs. Attaching cuffs to her ankles, I hooked them to the bed and moved to her arms. Having her face down would restrict her more and it would be easier to resist the temptation to kiss her. I removed the belt from around her wrists and replaced it with the fur lined leather cuffs after discarding her bra. I left enough slack in both her arms and legs so that she could get up on all fours.
“Get on all fours.” As she did that I removed my briefs and climbed over her binds and knelt in front of her face. My erection was inches from her face as I said, “Open up. It’s your chance to taste me.”
She parted her lips and I smirked, knowing she wasn’t sure how close or far my cock was from her mouth. I pulled her blindfold off as her eyes focused on my naked length. She inched closer and moved her eyes to mine, pausing, and waiting for my consent. I nodded and hissed in a breath as her tongue glided over my tip. She sucked my tip all the way in while her tongue coursed round and round my head. I pushed in farther and she let me. Before I knew it, I was holding her shoulders as I fucked her luscious mouth.
Holy shit! I was going to come if I didn’t stop. I pulled out abruptly as she looked at me startled.
“Did I do something wrong?”
Taking a deep breath, I cupped her face. “No, you surprised me.” She smiled, like she knew a secret. I tilted my head, “Tell me.”
“You said once that I was one of the only ones to ever get you off that way.” She licked her lips as she stared into my eyes. “Let me please you.”
“Not so fast.” I removed myself from in front of her and knelt beside her, running my hands over her back, down her ass and to her clit. “So wet.” She closed her eyes as I slipped my finger around her clit. She was more than ready and I couldn’t wait any longer. Grabbing a condom off the table, she watched as I sheathed my length. “Stop looking at me that way. You’re asking for trouble.”
“I like trouble, Master.”
“That’s what worries me.” Kneeling between her legs I gripped her hair and pulled on it viciously. “Is this what you want?”
Panting, “Yes,” her eyes closed as her mouth curved into a smile, “Master.”
Now I understood my appeal to her. She came off all shy, demure, innocent, but she was a harlot when pushed the right way. She was the perfect mix I’d sought for so long. She aimed to please, but sought her own pleasure as well. In another life she could’ve been a switch. Hell, maybe she still could be. I knew she’d give as good as she got, if not better. Stop with the nonsense and fuck her! I fisted my cock and rubbed it over her clit. Her warmth easily penetrated my layer of protection and I suddenly wanted the condom gone, but I left it on and slipped my tip into her.
I felt her hips move and demanded, “Don’t move, Cassidy!” I smacked one ass cheek and then the other. “Good girl.” I slid in a little further and smacked each cheek in turn; repeating the action until I was fully seated inside her. She felt incredible as her walls pulsed around me.
My hands surrounded her waist and moved up to her shoulders as I dropped kisses against her neck. I pulled her up as far as the restraints allowed as my hand wrapped around and held her neck. She dropped her head to my shoulder as my other hand fisted in her hair. Pulling back, I slid out and then back in. The hand the held her neck moved down her abdomen to finger her clit. Her back bucked against me as she cried out.
“Hold on and no, you don’t have permission.” She whimpered. “Soon, little bird.” I wasn’t sure why I called her that, but didn’t have time to think about it.
I let her drop back down on all fours as I gripped her hips. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in to her. I stilled to ensure I hadn’t hurt her and had my answer when she pushed back against me. My finger teased and taunted her clit as I fucked her mercilessly. Sweat was dripping down my back and her back was glistening with it as well. Her hips were moving uncontrollably as she whimpered. She was ready and dying for her release.
“Do you want to come, little bird?”
“Yes, James, please.”
“It’s Master.”
“Yes, please, Master. Make me come.”
I let the action of my fingers become more deliberate as my hips became more direct in their motion. “Come for me, Cassidy. I want to feel you lose control.”
Her hips pushed back repetitively as she milked my cock. Christ, she was tight. “Don’t…right…oh. Fuck.”
She stopped talking and I noticed she was holding her breath. “Breathe and let the fuck go.” Her back relaxed and a calm came over her before her whole body tensed. “That’s it. Fucking scream, baby.” She let loose a groan that increased with intensity as she came on my cock. I couldn’t hold on and pulled my hand from her clit and pounded into her. My balls were already sucked up so high I thought I might die. “Cassidy! Hold. Still.” She ceased moving, but her walls continued to clench and release me over and over until I burst into the condom. “Fuck, woman.”
I dropped my head to her back as her body sank to the bed under my weight. We were both trembling as I moved out of her. She was sensitive, but not in a way that couldn’t take more. She didn’t try to fight me when I released her ankles and wrists and pulled her on top of me. I needed to taste more of her. Immediately.
“Straddle my face.” She moaned in protest and I just said, “Do it.” With shaky legs, her knees sat on each side of my face. “Hold the bed for support.” She grabbed onto the headboard as my tongue slowly circled over her.
“Oh!”
Her eyes met mine as she began to slowly rock against my mouth. Her pupils were dilated as I slowly devoured her pussy. It didn’t take long before her juices were dripping down my chin. I let her take the lead as she rocked her pussy over my tongue and goatee. Making sure not to move my face, I moved my hands up to her breasts as she rode out the climax that shortly followed. It didn’t take much strength to roll her to her back, legs still around my neck as I lapped up her juices, her shuddering like a leaf in the wind.
I fingered her the way I had before as she begged for me to stop. “Where there’s one, there’s usually two and when there’s two, there’s most definitely three.”
I left her clit alone and worked her g-spot until she moaned like a woman possessed. Her legs were spread wide, no energy to hold them up as her hips occasionally flinched against me. When her grip tightened on my fingers I gently sucked her sensitive clit. Her orgasm left her nearly comatose. Pulling the covers out from under her, I covered her up as she drifted off to sleep. I cleaned myself up and wanted her again, but knew she’d be incredibly tender. Maybe in a few hours she’d be ready for me.
~ CASSIDY ~
When I woke I was aware of the dull ache between my legs and that I was alone. We were still at the club so I knew he had to be close by. I used the bathroom and got dressed to go search for him. I found him in a small gathering room and he was talking with Misty and Roxy. SHIT! I tried to slink out of the room before any of them spotted me.
“Cassidy!” Fuck. Roxy had seen me and my chance to hide was gone.
I turned around and put a smile on my face as I walked over. James took a sip of his drink and winked at me. I wasn’t sure how to act. I just knew he said no emotions and I was trying to do that. Roxy and Misty continued their usual flirting with me and while I enjoyed it, it no longer interested me like it had before. Trying to hide my yawn, James took notice and put his arm around me.
“Someone needs her sleep. I’ll be in touch ladies.”
He escorted me back to our room as I told myself that there was no way in hell he’d be in touch with them. This was going to get messy and I was done with messy. I sighed and dropped to the bed.
“We didn’t discuss group play.” He looked to me as I felt myself pale. “I’m not interested in sharing you with another man, but Misty and Roxy are definitely into you.”
“No!”
He looked a little surprised. “That’s it. Just no. You don’t get to decide. As my slave…”
I dropped my head to my hands and cut him off. “Yes, just no.”
“Ok. It wouldn’t be considered cheating…”
“NO! Please drop it.”
“Why are you being so wary?” He stood and glared at me as I felt the walls closing in on me. “What don’t I know?”
Fuck! Why was he so fucking observant? “James.”
“Master!”
“Fuck you!” I stood and walked closer to him. “You wanted no emotions while we were here. If you want to ask me at home, where it’s ok to talk about personal things, that’s fine. But while we’re here, we’re just fucking. Right? Wasn’t that the agreement?”
He glared at me and if he thought I’d just lay down and take his shit he had another thing coming. Turning me around, his arms encased me and I couldn’t move as he breathed in my ear. “That was the agreement. Do you want me to fuck you, again?” His hand moved to my crotch and I whimpered at his gentle prodding. “Because you will not control this. I control this.” He released me and took a step back. “Get your things. We’re leaving.”