Cally thought it was fitting to remind him that he had lashed her with the same implement himself. ‘I seem to recall you liked using this, Joe, when it was upon my soft skin. Jake told you to be gentle, but did you listen? No. You were enjoying the perverse pleasure it gave you too much to care that I was getting hurt with it. Did it give you an erection, Joe? Did it make you hot? Horny? Did it make you want to fuck me more, knowing I was suffering?’
Mathers shook his head, denying what they both knew to be true.
‘Well, that is the sort of pleasure I am going to get, watching you get punished for disobeying me.’
Cally flicked out the whip gently and watched the multiple fronds fall over Mathers’ stomach, groin, and thighs. He yelped, even though she knew that her first stroke could not have caused him any pain.
She trailed it over his chest and shoulder, tickling his skin as she walked around behind him. He tensed for the first real flogging to begin. Cally drew back her hand and, in her best tennis serve action, dealt him the first snap across his back.
He hissed in his breath at the pain which would have intensified and radiated out across his skin, warming it. Cally knew the feeling well enough to understand it. It was this knowledge that made her a deadly proponent of the art of the whip and she wondered where Jake had learnt his skills from.
She admired the multiple lines of pale pink that striped across Mathers’ flesh. Her fingertips softly traced their direction. She knew this soothing action would make the next stroke more frighteningly anticipated and therefore more effective than the actual pain delivered. Jake had been masterful at teaching her that. Her nipples glowed in the remembered feeling of being whipped by Jake, and she soothed them with her fingers.
‘See what this is doing to me, Joe.’ She walked around in front of his eyes, teasing her nipples as he watched intently, forgetting his own pain in her pleasure. ‘When you submit to me, through force of the lash, it makes me hot and horny too.’
She allowed her mouth to soften and her tongue to snake out and lick her lips as she teased her nipples to peaks beneath the black fabric of her dress. Her hand slipped inside and she caressed her breast firmly, moaning her pleasure. She could see Mathers’ cock straining against his boxers and his body squirming in its need for her touch.
She approached him, softly grazing her lips against his. He leant into her as she withdrew.
‘I see you are still trying to take your own pleasure and that is not what I will allow. I will only allow you to come, Joe, when you please me first.’
Cally took up the whip again and moved behind him, yanked down his boxers to expose his buttocks and delivered a second stinging blow upon them. This was followed by a firm massage.
Cally rubbed her body up against his naked back before whipping his buttocks a third and fourth time, until he was writhing under its warming caress.
Cally found her pussy getting wet and engorged from the erotic pleasure of treating her sex slave Mathers with discipline. And why shouldn’t he pleasure her? But how was she going to do it while denying him his own?
Her mind wandered the office to think what was available to her. That was it. Ever good at improvisation, she went to the desk drawer and opened it. Full of office stationery. Her hand quickly alighted on a pile of elastic bands and she withdrew a couple, slipping them over her wrist.
She turned and looked across at Mathers who was watching her with intent and no mean measure of apprehension in his eyes. She wanted to deny him the pleasure she was planning to indulge in. Why should he get to come, just because she wanted to? Picking up another strip of the fabric from his trousers, she fashioned a blindfold and tied it around his eyes.
It gave her such a thrill to see the man, tied wrist and ankle, legs spread apart, with his boxers pulled down around his thighs, revealing a stiff cock that desired an orgasm desperately. The effect was intensified by his gag and blindfold. She viewed his firm erection at length and commented on it, both to keep it keen and to intensify his submission to her.
‘I’m glad to see your shaft is ready to service its mistress’s will, Joe. Now you make sure you keep it good and hard until I am ready for it.’
She supposed Mathers’ erection was the equivalent of when she was tied up, her creamy pussy signalling its desire to be fucked every way it knew how. A desire that Jakehad long denied her. And which she would long deny Mathers.
She slipped her hand around Mathers’ cock and pumped it to full stiffness. ‘That’s it, Joe, let it get nice and hard for me. I want to ride your big, hard shaft until I come. Not that you will be allowed to.’
Her words, as much as her firm actions, had the desired effect. Holding his engorged cock strongly in her encircling palm, Cally slipped the pair of small, strong elastic bands off her wrist, down over her hand, and placed them tightly around the base of his penis. He tried to pull away, unsure of what she was doing to him, giving a wary little yip in the back of his throat.
‘Don’t fight it, Joe. You have no choice. I want your cock firm for me and the tight elastic bands will keep it that way, without you getting to come and spoil the effect.’
Cally was ready to search out her orgasm just thinking about Joe Mathers, trussed up for her pleasure. Now she had to mount an upright man, unaided. She slithered the dress off her shoulders and let it fall in a whisper at her feet. ‘I’m taking my dress off, Joe,’ she teased the sightless man. ‘And I’m about to pull off my little thong, so I can fuck you.’
Mathers writhed in discomfort. She could tell he was ready to explode but prevented from doing so. ‘Please me enough, Joe, and I might allow you to come too. Sometime soon enough.’
Freed from her thong, Cally stood close and naked. She rubbed her sensitive breasts against his chest and he moaned his enjoyment and frustration at not being able to see, or to touch. She could tell he was as desperate to yank his cock as she had been to stimulate her swollen clit when Jake had tormented her by denying her the means to orgasm at will.
Cally tweaked her own nipples and groaned her pleasure by Mathers’ ear. ‘Oh, it feels so good, when I touch my nipples until they are hard and pointed. But I want my sex slave to tongue them.’
She dragged across a chair and stood on it, directing Mathers to stretch up and place his lips around her hard tips. ‘Flick them with your tongue, Joe. Harder and faster.’ She moaned with delight. ‘Now suck them. I want you to work at it. I want to feel the pull. Oh yes, that’s it. Keep that going, until I tell you to stop.’
Only partially surprised that he was so willing to comply, she allowed Mathers to work a little magic on her body. The promise of sex was a powerful tool for obedience, she knew only too well. First his attentions were directed by her to one breast, and then to the other, until she was yearning for his cock to pleasure her craving pussy.
‘Enough. It’s time that you put your cock to use in my service, Joe.’
As she jumped down from the chair and pulled it aside, she could tell Joe’s cock was twitching to fuck her pussy.
Cally decided those pole-dancing exercise classes she had been taking would come in pretty handy. Wrapping her toned arms around his neck, she swung her legs up about his waist. He strained initially to take up the unexpected weight but was clearly fit enough to do so with ease. Cally eased first one hand, then the other, up into the chain holding Mathers’ wrists above his head. That gave her leverage and she pulled herself up a little, letting her nipple tease his mouth until he licked and sucked her furiously again. She wriggled down until she felt the tip of Mathers’ cock nudging along her soft, moist slit.
Cally worked up and down for a time, allowing his cock’s thrusting head to stimulate her clit and itself, mercilessly. She gave full voice to her intense, growing excitement. ‘Oh, that feels so good, Joe. My clit is just bursting, but my hole wants to be filled with something big. Is your cock big enough to satisfy me, Joe?’
The desperate man murmured his assent through the gag. He wanted the
fucking to commence, but didn’t yet realise only one of them would be getting any real satisfaction.
Cally released one hand, gripping more tightly with her other, her legs about Mathers’ waist for support and reached down below her. She grasped Joe’s cock, sliding her thumb over its tip before manoeuvring it into position at the entrance to her slick yearning chasm.
He twitched with the need to drive it inside her. She suspected he’d never been made to wait this long for anything he wanted.
By now, Cally was ready to shatter on touch. Transferring her arms around Mathers’ neck, she slowly lowered her body to drive his stiff rod inside, to stretch and fill her, inch by increasing inch.
Purring her satisfaction, Cally pulled herself upward again, rising fully until his shaft almost sprang free of her grasping cunny and then descended at her own slow pace, to achieve maximum stimulation throughout the intimate confines of her nerve-filled sex tunnel. She closed her eyes and began fantasising it was Jake’s thick cock she was impaled upon. She intended to do some punishing pole-dancing with him too, before she was done.
Rapidly her breath came faster and more shallow, her pace quickened over his rod, alternately swallowing and disgorging the stiffly swollen member until she was seconds from dissolving. Her cunt was slick with her own hot juices, making the slide between their bodies like silk. It was like masturbating with a real-life dildo and Cally soaked up each sensation as it coursed throughout her body, not caring how Mathers felt one little bit. She was using him as he would have used her, and it felt so good.
Mathers twitched and thrust frantically, trying to wrench a more pleasurable sensation from the event, driving himself toward a futile finish. Cally was aware of what he was attempting and she would punish him for it later, but she knew, with great satisfaction, that he had no control at all over his penetration of her pleasure-seeking gorge or the rate and speed of ingress and egress which she maintained to suit only her own desires, without reference to his. She bounced rapidly and shallowly a few times to heighten her excitement.
The restricting stranglehold of the tight bands of elastic she had placed around Mathers’ engorged cock ensured he lost not a single millimetre of the dimensions of sensation she chose to wrench from his body. She was the one who controlled the thrust of her tight sheath over his erect weapon, raised in its mistress’s service. All without being able to allow the pressure he must have felt building inside him, to come to a head before she had finished with him and discarded him, like a used Kleenex.
Her feeling of ultimate power over this man erupted just as orgasm hit her body violently, her vagina gripping and pulsing over his cock. She yapped like a bitch on heat as the thrilling, sensual ride lifted like a barrage and peaked and gradually subsided.
Cally was exhausted in every way. The only muscles that still contracted at will were those around Mathers’ still-engorged cock. She lifted herself from his rampant shaft and lowered herself weakly to the ground.
It took a few moments for her to recover breath enough to speak. ‘I enjoyed that so much. I needed that. You’re a good fuck, Joe. Maybe you’ll get to enjoy one yourself, eventually. But that depends on how quickly you submit your will to mine.’
Cally smiled as she could see Mathers’ hips pressing forward, his wayward cock seeking the pleasure of orgasm that she had denied him. She took his cock in her hand and released the elastic restraint in a reversal of the manner in which she had applied it.
‘No, Joe. You’re not getting to come just yet. In fact, I don’t think you tried hard enough. Your training in pleasing a woman has only just begun.’
He tried to speak, but it came out another incoherent mutter from the back of his throat.
Cally continued. ‘You think you got away with it, don’t you? You think just because I was using your body for my pleasure that I didn’t notice you trying to take some pleasure of your own, from me. So now you are going to be punished. Then I will remove your gag and allow you to thank me for correcting your glaring faults.’
Shegave him a few moments to think about that while she put on her dress again and went for the whip.
Chapter Fifteen
CALLY UNTIED MATHERS’ gag. He took a moment to wriggle his jaw to ease it, before he started begging.
‘Come on, Cally, you’ve had your fun with me. Play fair. Isn’t it time you let a real man show you how to have a good time?’
‘Oh Joe. I thought we might be getting somewhere. But I suppose a man who has run wild as long as you have will take a lot of taming.’
‘Let me out of here,’ he growled, twisting in his restraints. ‘I’ll show you everything you need to know about being tamed.’
‘I’m not even going to remove your blindfold. You won’t even get to see what’s coming next. Now apologise for your outburst.’
‘Never.’
The first clamp bit into Mathers’ nipple and he yelped. The drag of the chain attached to it pulled downward as he tried to shake it off.
Cally could see him listening for her movements as she drew her hand back and let rip with the whip on his buttocks. She watched as he danced around under its sting.
‘Count!’ she ordered.
Mathers pressed his lips together as if he was fearful the words would just jump out of their own accord. Cally could tell he was fighting to hang on to his own free will as she lashed him again, harder.
‘I’m going to give you ten lashes, Joe, but the count doesn’t begin until you start it.’
Her third whip raised a warm glow to his buttocks. She could remember the feeling as her own buttocks echoed the memory of being under both Jake’s and Mathers’ whip hand.
‘One.’ The sound emitted reluctantly and resentfully from between Mathers’ lips.
She struck again. ‘Two.’
By the time they were at five, Mathers was beginning to whimper. Cally ducked around him and attached the second clamp, swiftly, to his free nipple. She tugged on the chain, raising a sorry murmur and a sharp intake of breath.
She stroked his warm buttock flesh with a cool hand, before finishing the count.
‘Ten.’
Mathers didn’t sound so full of rage any more. Cally knew he must be hurting somewhat.
‘As you have begun to listen to my orders, Joe, I will allow you to remain untouched to recover. Just as soon as you have thanked me for my correction of your faults.’
She waited for a bit, listening to silence, then trailed the lash slowly over his skin as a reminder.
The reply, when it came, was forced, but it was a start. ‘Thank you for correcting my faults.’
Cally rewarded Mathers by cupping his balls and working his cock back to a full erection again, stopping before she allowed him to come too close to orgasm. She wanted the frustration to weaken his stubborn mind, as she knew it would do eventually.
‘I am pleased at your initial progress, Joe. The sooner you show me you are ready to submit willingly to a woman, the sooner you will be allowed to leave under the control of your true mistress.’
Mathers’ frown showed Cally he had no idea to whom she was alluding.
‘Katherine,’ Cally enlightened him, enjoying the look of disbelief on his face. She was happy to see that he thought better of contradicting her, though. ‘This is not about you and me, Joe. There never was any you and me. This is about you and Katherine.’
She gave his nipple clamp a punishing yank and walked away to let him think about his position. In every sense. She took her mobile to the kitchen to phone Jake and check on his progress with Mathers’ long-suffering wife.
Being left to hangthere for the next hour and a half had Mathers a bit more ready to comply with Cally’s demands, if only to get out of that excruciating posture. She brought him news of a little development.
‘I am quite willing to hand you back to Katherine,’ Cally begun.
Mathers interrupted her with relief. ‘Thank God.’
‘It is not quite as simple as tha
t, Joe. I need to do your handover. Katherine will need instruction on how to handle you properly. The way you need handling.’
‘Handle me?’ He sounded as if he was about to snort derisively.
Cally warned him off. ‘I have a butt-plug in my hand, Joe. I have it nicely oiled up and I’m going to insert it into your anus.’
His skin went pale as Cally continued. ‘I’ve spoken to Katherine on the phone. We’ve had a little heart to heart, you could say.’
‘You’ve talked to Katherine?’
‘We’ve agreed on the next part of your submission training, between us.’
‘You’ve agreed?’ Joe obviously had some difficulty believing it. Whether he was dubious that Cally had spoken to Katherine or that Katherine had agreed to go along with this she wasn’t sure.
‘Katherine has told me how you like to butt-fuck her. Even though she doesn’t like it. She’s confided how rough you are. That you hurt her, humiliate her. Now that I cannot tolerate. You need to learn, Joe.’
Cally could see by Mathers’ shocked expression that he now believed she had spoken to Katherine and that his wife was complicit.
‘Don’t bring Katherine into this, Cally. She doesn’t have to know.’
‘Doesn’t have to know what, Joe? That you tried to fuck your intern? That you duped her into submission training ready for your exclusive use? That you’re now getting the same training you inflicted on me? Or that you’re a serial adulterer?’ Joe looked ready to collapse. ‘It’s too late for that, Joe. She knows everything. And after Jake explained everything to her, she is more than happy to let this go on for as long as it takes.’
‘As long as it takes?’
‘Until you are ready to become sexually submissive to her. She has even put money on it.’
‘Katherine doesn’t bet.’ Mathers plucked a pathetic little triumph out of Cally’s assertions.
‘I meant she has paid the fee for you to be trained. A significant fee. She has organised the newspaper to continue without your presence. Apparently you are taking some time to recover from a funny little turn you took last night.’ It was hard for Cally to keep the note of amusement out of her voice. ‘You could say Katherine is taking the same interest in journalism that she had before you married her and took her away from all that.’ The sarcasm was evident.
PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels) Page 20