“Please baby”, he moaned and grabbed my head and trying to force me down on his cock.
I quickly braced both of my hands on his hips my thumbs pressing against his V to keep a distance between us. I look up at him stopping all movement.
“No Daemon”
“Are you kidding me!?” he demanded.
“Tell me what you want Daemon; beg me to give it to you.” I repeat, watching his cock twitch as I blow air on it.
“Suck my cock!” He yelled, when I didn’t lessen my grip on his hips. He swallowed hard, took a deep breath and touched the side of my face gently.
“Please Vivienne. Please I’m begging you, please suck my cock and make me cum.”
Without a word in response I placed him in my mouth again and take his cock all the way down to the base. I grab his balls with my hands and gently message them as I bobbed back and forth, relentlessly sucking on his cock. I can tell he is close to his release and I cannot contain my excitement. My pussy begins to pulse excitedly, and my hums of pleasure are vibrating around his cock. He fists my hair tighter, as his hips begin thrusting faster and faster. I brace my hands on the heated rocks behind him for stability. A violent growl escapes his mouth as he explodes in my mouth, and I swallow him down.
Daemon looks completely spent; his head fallen back, leaning against the rock for support. I love seeing that look and knowing that I am the cause. There are so many things I would love to do to him given the chance.
Chapter Ten
Back on the boat, I tell Daemon to follow me to the cabin. I have him lay on the bed and I crawl over him to start nibbling at the side of his neck working my way up to his lobe. His natural response is to put him arms around me drawing me closer.
“Slave, I don’t recall you having permission to touch your Mistress.” I say to him as I try to push him off, but he rolls on top of me forcing needful kisses on me.
“We’re not off to a good start. Behavior like that will get you punished. Lucky for you I don’t have a flogger.” He says to me in a serious tone. “If you really want to do this then you will need to invest in one.” I tease. “I’m a slow learner.”
“Be careful what you wish for Vivienne.” He says, and puts on a shirt. “I need to check the traps and see if we have some dinner.”
“Traps?” I say confused
“Yes, I tossed a few out when we were approaching the beach. I follow Daemon back up to the deck and watch as he leans over the side. This man looks as great from behind as he does from the front. His back is muscular and they taper down into the sharp curve of his waist. I imagine this must be how his ass and thigh muscles look when he’s thrusting into me. I need to do something to make sure there is plenty of thrusting tonight.
“Were in luck!” Daemon says startling me. “Looks like we will have lobster for dinner tonight” he announces proudly.
He puts the lobsters in the bin below to keep them fresh, and when I see him open a bench with more string and a tool box inside I get a marvelous idea.
“Do you have extra string?” I ask
“Yes, I think I have like 100 ft line in the cabinet below. Go help yourself.” He says concentrating on his task at hand.
Planning this out in my head I know I will need a knife and an O-ring. I rummage through the storage cabinet and find it interesting that he keeps everything so damn organized.
“Yes.” I say to myself, trying to keep my voice down. This is just what I’m looking for. I take all of the items with me and go sit beside him at the front of the boat. I loosen one end of the string and start to pull out what I imagine is seven feet. I cut this piece off and set it aside, I then sit and patiently take the knots out of it as it unravels. I create more equal strands and loop them through ring.
“Come here Sailor, I need you to knot this at the base of the ring.” I say.
He takes the group of strands and makes this odd looking knot.
“It’s a clove hitch knot.” He says when he notices my expression “Here it’s good and tight.” and hands it back to me. I immediately tug on it to verify that it is tight and holding well. I take the piece I had set aside bend it in half and start wrapping it through the ring.
I then cut the bottom of the strings so they move freely. I make a tight braid with the top third of the stings and have Daemon make the final knot at the end.
I take the homemade flogger in my hand and crack it. I am excited as I see the string ends flailing.
“Ooh I can’t wait for you to spank me with this” I say as I play with it.
I get so preoccupied with the thought of the sex play tonight and my first spanking that it seems like we are back to the marina in a matter of minutes.
Daemon docks and removes the lobsters and his bag making his way from the boat. I follow behind him, swinging my newly made flogger. We load everything into the back of the car and take off. I frown at my face in passenger side mirror, it seems I got more sun than I had imagined. “Wow the sun is pretty strong here.” I say pressing my fingers against my cheek, watching the spot remain momentarily white before turning back to a soft pink. Daemon turns to look at me.
“Baby, you are very red all over. Next time I will make sure you have enough lotion.” Daemon says, also frowning. He said next time, my heart swells the way he takes care of me.
“Have you ever been spanked before?” I realize I never really have. “I like an occasional smack on the ass pre orgasm.” “What’s so funny?” I wonder what wicked thoughts are going through his mind. “Just thinking how much I’m going to enjoy having you tonight.” On the last stretch of winding road, it concerns me that he isn’t asking more questions.
When we get to the house I insist that Daemon relaxes while I take care of dinner and although it was my first time, thanks to Google and the step by step recipe I found, the lobster turned out amazing.
After the dishes from dinner are clean and put away we head to the living room, I sit on the couch and have Daemon stand in front of me. I look up at him standing there in boxers and bare feet. “I am going to remove these, as I plan on us being nude the rest of the night.” Daemon announces as he steps out of the boxers and kicks them across the floor.
I stand and take a step towards him, running my left hand down the ridges of his stomach. “I like how responsive you are to me.” I say in a whisper to Daemon as I teasingly run my finger tips up and down his chest stopping at the base of his cock. I love watching him grow from just my light touches.
“I enjoy sucking it as well.” I say and bend down to lick the tip. “I just wish it wasn’t so hairy. Can we fix that?” I ask and look up at him.
“So, is that an American thing?” He says giving me a strange look. “I don’t’ know, I’d say it’s a Vivienne thing. I keep myself shaved out of courtesy and expect the same.” I say to him in reply. “Ok then, let’s go upstairs and take care of that.”
In the bathroom I sit on the edge of the tub while Daemon stands in front of me. I know he must be nervous, but this would be so much easier if he were erect. I start to rub the gel on his shaft and it turns to white foam. There it is, he’s now hard, staring me in the face. I want to open my mouth and suck relentlessly on him. I hold the tip and start shaving him in downward motion. He starts to move, and I have reminded him again to be very still. I warm a washcloth to wipe the remaining gel off to reveal a smooth hair free shaft.
“So much better.” I say as I start to inspect his sack. “You are not putting that near my balls. I draw the line at that.” He puts his hand down covering his balls like a cup. “I plan on shaving everything. This is such a turn on for me.” I say and coat his balls with foam. I warn him again to hold very still unless he wants a razor cut on his balls. I don’t know why I mention it, but I tell him how surprised I am that he is letting me do this.
“It’s just hair; it will always grow back.” he says. “Plus, how can I say no to you.” The combination of shaving him bare and his voice saying those words has caused
me a slight issue. I am so aroused and I am certain there is no way he can miss the reaction my body is having to him and I silently thank God when he jumps into the shower to clean up.
He wraps a towel around his waist after he steps out after a quick rinse and watches me brush my teeth. I can feel his smile on me, as the song from the toothbrush blares all around us. Even after I am done, it continues to play. I think about the bad romance Daemon and I could have together and it makes me smile.
“Vivienne, I want to ask you something.” Daemon says with a serious look. “Sure.” I say, and wonder what is on his mind. After getting dressed for bed, I am walking around the house and have just turned off the last light in the living room.
“Have you always been the way you are?” I can tell he’s carefully choosing his words.
“I’m not sure what you mean?” I say and heading down the hall after I am satisfied that all the doors are locked. Old habits die hard I guess.
“You like sex, a lot” He says me following me into the guest bedroom that I am using. I say nothing at first, contemplating my response and trying to figure out where this is going.
“Yes, of course I do. What kind of question is that?”
“Just trying to figure out what is going on in that head of yours. Instead of me coming up with my own conclusions, tell me all about yourself tonight.” He says and sits on bed, looking up me. I start to laugh and cross my arms over my chest defensively, feeling embarrassed being put on the spot.
“I’m sorry I don’t discuss my personal stuff with people that I don’t know?” I finally say.
“Are you serious Vivienne?” I can tell I have upset him. “You can suck my dick, and stay with me in my home. But you don’t know me well enough to share something personal about yourself.” Daemon says a harsh tone. “I don’t know whether to feel insulted or feel sorry for you.” He says getting up to walk out the door. “Why would you feel sorry for me?” I ask, getting angry. Who does he think he is, anyway? “The fact that you have to ask me that, tells me that I’m right about you. Someone, or several someones, have hurt you to the point that you don’t understand what intimacy is.” Daemon says stopping in the door way and turning to face me. “Vivienne, lets agree on one thing.”
“Sure.” I say sarcastically, “What would that be Daemon?” “Communication is going to be the key in seeing if this arrangement will work for us in the long term.” He says, his voice going soft again. He moves closer to me and tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “I’m not a mind reader you have to tell me what you’re thinking and feeling. I can guess some things by observation, but you need to open up. The only way we will trust the other person is by getting to know them. That’s why I wanted us to spend this time alone to do that.”
“And don’t forget your plan to make me your new slave?” Making a joke was the only thing I could do to lessen the seriousness of his words.
“Again, I don’t have a need to put a label on what I’m looking for. It’s complex.” I can tell that from his tone, he is getting annoyed. I’ve been hoping he would bring up the subject. I guess it is up to me.
“Would you mind telling me what happened to make you look for someone new to keep you company?” I try to make sure I don’t use any labels in my question.
“Communication was the big issue.” We were both looking for something that the other wasn’t prepared to give them. Instead of ruining a friendship we decided to part ways.”
“Do you still see each other?” I feel the butterflies coming on as it seems like an eternity before he answers me. “Yes, she works at my firm. But you don’t have anything to worry about. Our relationship was in the past.” He says cupping my chin in his hand but doesn’t offer further explanation. I need more information than that; I feel the need to compete with this woman who used to have him.
“Was she…” I bite my bottom lip and trail off, as I try to form my question. “If you are asking if she was in the lifestyle with me, the answer is yes. For a time we had the roles of Dominate and Submissive. The sexual connection alone wasn’t enough to make the relationship work.” I listen, but I want more.
“How long were you together?” I ask
“We have been on and off over the years. When my parents died, I went through a lot. My brother did too, the more Jayson delved into the world of drugs, the more I experimented sexually. At one time, I even tried training more than one submissive.” He admitted, dropping his hand from my face.
“That sounds like a dream for you, why didn’t it work out?” I ask, curious. “Because I was unable to get the one thing that I needed the most, intimacy and trust. These women worshipped me to my face, but behind my back looked for ways to elevate their social standings. It was for them, not for me.”
“What about the woman you work with?” I know I should let it go, but she is in his life every day.
“She was like the others. She says she fell in love with me. I could tell it wasn’t me, just idea of being in love that she wanted. I was foolish to keep our relationship going for as long as it did.” He said shaking his head.
“Vivienne, I want to give you your first intimacy lesson. I would like to lay here and just hold you, if that’s alright.”
I stiffen, waiting to see what he is going to do. He takes my hand and leads me to the large bed, pulling down the sheets and helping me in. I watch him crawl in behind me, he situates my back to his front and we spoon. I’ve never spooned with anyone before in my life, yet I feel like I’ve somehow missed it. He gently strokes his fingers down the side of my face, and down my arm. His other arm is wrapped tightly around my waist. This feeling that he gives me is so strange and different. I turn my head towards him and my eyes find his sexy gaze on me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing, I just like holding you and want to watch you fall asleep.” He says pulling me tighter to him. After lying still for what seems an eternity I close my heavy eyes. I feel myself drifting off into a dream, but it doesn’t scare me. I roll over and shift my body, and Daemon moves with me pulling me close to his chest. In the comfort of his arms I sleep peacefully for the rest of the night.
I find a note on his pillow telling me that he has to work. At the start of this, the more he submitted to me, the more pleased I became with myself, confident that it wouldn’t go too far. Despite my attempts to tell myself daily that I would not fall in love with Daemon, it has happened. I worshipped Daemon’s glorious body, I often daydreamed of what would happen if I did submit and let him have control over me. Would I end up hurt again? I couldn’t bear the thought of losing who I was again at the hand of another man who claimed to love me.
I spent the day cleaning and organizing Daemon’s home, and had to constantly remind myself that this was only a business arrangement. But at the end of the day, Daemon comes through the door with a gorgeous array of roses in his arms. “These are for you Vivienne. I hope you like them, I’m sorry for not knowing what color you prefer so I bought some of each.” “They’re beautiful” I say. “No one has ever given me flowers before.” “Then I am honored to give you your first lesson in romance.” He says and plants a soft delicate kiss on my lips. “Why don’t we go to bed and I will give you lesson number two.” I’m excited for him to give me another lesson. I pull the crystal vase off the table and place the roses in after I trim them. They look and smell amazing. I decide to slip into something a little sexy for him. “Vivienne.” Daemon’s voice is solemn. “I have to go, seems my brother is at it again.” I strip off the lace ensemble and crawl into the big bed hoping it won’t be long before he joins me.
Chapter Eleven
In the morning I wake up alone in the huge bed, and decide to go search for Daemon, I leave the room in nothing but my panties and camisole. I find him in the massive gym lifting weights, music blaring from tiny speakers mounted high on the walls. I look around the gym and see every exercise machine known to man; I knew he had to seriously work out to keep a
body like that.
My gaze lands on the flogger I made for him sitting on the bench. When he notices me standing there he turns off the music. “How long have you been up?” Daemon asks wiping his face with a towel that was sitting on the bench next to a bottle of water. “Not long, I was alone and came looking for you. My big muscle man.” I say with a chuckle.
“Come over here and say that to me.” I walk up to him and run my finger down his sweaty chest. “My big…strong…muscle man.” I feel over his arms and chest, squeezing a different area on his body as I say each word.
Suddenly he grabs my wrists and spins me away from him, bending me over and positioning me so that my ass is presented to him as reach down and place my hands on the bench for support. With his foot, he spreads my legs further apart. I hear a light swish as the strands of the strings and flinch instinctively as they make contact with my ass. The sight of him, along with the heated sting of the flogger, in the mirrored wall whipping me over and over has me dripping.
I know Daemon is getting aroused as well when I hear his breathe coming faster. He sets the flogger down and runs his hand across my ass, stopping to trace over each of the small marks left by the strings.
“How does it feel?” Daemon asks gently.
“It feels different. I have a prickling feeling, its warm.” I say not sure what answer to give.
“That’s not what I’m looking for. Does it feel good or bad?” he asks again watching me in the mirror.
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