PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels)

by Kristal Baird

  ‘Katherine?’ Mathers could only weakly repeat his wife’s name. It was as if he couldn’t believe his meek, downtrodden doormat of a wife could behave in this way.

  ‘Yes, Katherine. The woman you married for her money before you set about destroying her mentally and emotionally. Well, let me tell you something, Joe Mathers. You didn’t manage to destroy her and Jake Stone and I are going to show her how to rebuild your relationship, the way it ought to be. With her in control of you, a man who obviously cannot control himself.’

  Cally was behind Mathers and positioned the plug between his bottom cheeks, spread apart with one hand. No matter that he squirmed and pleaded, Cally put one hand around him and grasped his cock in her hand to control him. If he so much as pulled away, she twisted until he had no choice but to submit to the penetration, the way he had forced Katherine to submit to it. And Cally too, she recalled.

  The narrowest part slipped in and Cally continued to twist and push against his repulsion until several incremental rings were firmly in place.

  The discomfort was worse as Mathers refused to accept it and Cally told him so. ‘The more you fight the inevitable, Joe,’ she crooned, ‘the worse it will be for you. Now thank me for that lesson. Unless you want a little more inserted?’

  He obviously didn’t and showed signs of compliance. ‘Thank you for teaching me that lesson.’

  Mathers didn’t look quite so tough and scary any more. He was like a lot of bullying men who picked on women they believed to be weaker and easier to control. Like interns. When they were stood up to, they often caved in. It was a lesson for Cally too.

  ‘I’m going to leave the plug in you for a while, Joe. I want you to get used to it because it pleases me to see you like that.’ Even Cally knew she was twisting the knife. ‘I want you to know that I’m going to screw you every way I choose to.’

  Again, she caressed his cock back to full erection.

  This time, as she stopped too soon for Mathers’ liking, he spoke a word she recognised. ‘Please, Cally.’ She recalled begging Jake that way to finally allow her to orgasm.

  ‘Only when you are obedient to my wishes, Joe. Only when you please me enough by submitting fully.’

  She tweaked his nipple clamp subtly, adding to his excitement rather than his pain. The involuntary thrusting of his hips and twitching of his throbbing shaft told her he desperately sought the ultimate relief at her hands.

  Cally left him in silence for another hour before she removed the clamps and anal plug, and teased his shaft to life once more. His will was sufficiently weakened for the next stage.

  Jake finally returned, bringing in his visitor. Cally spoke to Katherine Mathers over a coffee in the kitchen while Jake prepared the blindfolded Mathers for the handover. Cally prepared Katherine for what she was about to encounter. The two women soon reached an understanding of what was to follow. Katherine was tougher than Mathers took her to be. Another woman, underestimated by a man.

  Cally lead Katherine into the office to find that Jake had manhandled Mathers over to the big desk and tied him spread-eagled upon it. Each wrist and ankle was securely tied to the legs at the four corners. He lay, blindfolded and passively awaiting his fate.

  Jake whispered to Cally in the corner of the room as Katherine walked over to inspect her nakedly pathetic, adulterous husband in fascination. ‘You amaze me, Cally. You’ve got the lion tamed and eating out of your hand already.’

  ‘Don’t misjudge me, Jake Stone. I might have played your games but that doesn’t mean you can push me around. You and I have unfinished business.’

  Cally went across to assist Katherine. ‘Well, here he is, Katherine.’ Mathers started in alarm at hearing her name.

  ‘Katherine.’

  ‘Don’t even speak to me, Joseph. I’m not ready to hear anything you have to say to me yet.’

  His wife sounded angry with him, to Cally’s ears. Furious, in fact. Cally liked the woman already.

  Mathers clearly wanted to plead his case, despite his obvious embarrassment at being seen in such a position, naked and chained to a desk, by his wife. ‘Katherine, please.’

  Cally lashed the whip lightly across his genitals, making him wince. ‘You heard Katherine, Joe. She told you not to speak. She will decide when she wants to hear from you. You are here to obey her.’

  She handed the whip to Katherine, telling Joe she was doing so. ‘This is for you, Katherine. Use it to punish his misdemeanours.’ Cally almost felt sorry for Joe when she saw the look of long bottled-up rage building across Katherine’s face. ‘And if you wish him to service your needs, you will find him most willing to oblige.’

  Cally had explained a few of the tricks of delayed orgasm and the use of elastic bands to a rather shocked Katherine as they stood in the kitchen. Pain interspersed with punishment, as a method of controlling her husband, seemed to both fascinate and repulse her.

  She encouraged the older woman to be adventurous. ‘Try the whip on him. See how well it makes him comply.’

  Cally returned to Jake’s side and saw him cringe a little as Katherine’s first half-hearted attempt to whip the bullying man she had submitted to all their married life, the man who had cheated on her countless times and who had appropriated her own inherited wealth to give him the power to do so, grew in viciousness. The tickle of the whip in her hand rapidly turned to a monstrous lashing across his chest and belly and lustful genitals, as Katherine beat the years of distress and humiliation out of her soul.

  Soon Mathers was pleading and begging. ‘Katherine, I’m sorry.’

  ‘You will beby the time I’m done with you, Joseph Mathers,’ she replied curtly.

  ‘Remember the rewards, for both of you,’ Cally gently reminded her.

  Cally smiled as she glanced back through the crack of the door, just before she closed it behind her and Jake as they left. She saw Katherine pick up a couple of elastic bands and slip them over her wrist, the way Cally had shown her. Cally knew then that Katherine was a smart woman who could sort her errant husband out. She’d just needed a little nudge in the right direction.

  Cally believed she had done a good job for the woman. And she was going to get paid for it. It was a good feeling. One she expected Jake had, when he provided the same service for men.

  As Jake and Cally left the pair alone, Cally saw, with satisfaction, Katherine bending over her husband’s poor whipped cock to soothe it with her lips and tongue until, on the point of being hopeful of a volcanic eruption, she would dash his dreams against the rock of orgasmic despair. Again and again and again.

  Cally knew Joe Mathers’ punishment couldn’t be carried out in better hands than those of the woman he’d scorned. But right now, she had her own battles to fight.

  ‘You and I need to talk,’ she told Jake.

  ‘Could we do it over dinner? I’m starving and you’re dressed for it,’ he replied.

  Cally narrowed her eyes at him. ‘I hope you’re referring to dinner.’

  ‘What else?’ Jake grinned.

  He wasn’t even the tiniest bit nervous about what she had to say. ‘Dinner’s fine. You’re paying.’

  Jake drove them to a nice restaurant. When he ordered her a Greek salad and himself a rare steak, she realised he was doing it to be provocative. He was waiting for a reaction. Cally made him wait. He got it when the plates were finally placed on the table by the waiter.

  Cally leant over and picked up Jake’s plate. His look dared her to try throwing it at him. She calmly swapped her plate for his.

  Jake laughed as if she’d surprised him. She smiled back. It had become another battle of wills. If he thought he was going to beat her at it, he could think again. She kept cool, watching him stretch his hand out and settle the plates back in their original places. ‘I ordered the steak, Cally.’

  Cally picked up her fork to eat, leant over and speared his meat from his plate, slapping it down amongst her salad. ‘And I intend to eat it.’

  ‘OK, C
ally, you win,’ Jake conceded. He carefully leant over, keeping his eyes closely fixed on the fork she was still holding the meat firmly to her plate with, and cut the steak in half with his knife. ‘We can share the steak.’ He lifted half back onto his own plate again. The bigger half.

  Cally let him. ‘Agreed.’

  ‘So where do we go from here?’ Jake asked her. He actually sounded keen to know.

  ‘Your little stunt has ruined my career in journalism, Jake Stone. I figure you owe me a new one.’

  ‘What do you have in mind?’ Jake looked intrigued about what she had to say.

  ‘I want a partnership in your business. The service you provide for men, I can provide for women.’

  Jake stared at her. It was a good sign. He didn’t dismiss the idea out of hand.

  ‘You did a piece of work on Joe Mathers, that’s true. But what makes you think you can handle the sort of guys who might come your way?’

  ‘I can handle them.’

  ‘But you’re a girl who likes to be dominated.’ Jake whispered the words intimately, staring deep into Cally’s eyes. ‘I gave you what other men were frightened to give you. So you had to hide your need for it. I fulfilled that need in you.’

  Cally couldn’t stop herself blushing. He knew her so well. Other men were too weak to handle her excitement at domination. But not Jake Stone. She needed it and she needed him. God, was she finally accepting that she might be falling in love with him?

  What he said about her sexual needs was true. She could hardly deny it after the experience they’d had together. Jake could read her too easily. But it was only half the story.

  ‘Then you’ll know I like it both ways. What do you say to my proposal?’ She was serious about it. She was serious about Jake.

  ‘Mathers was a walk in the park. You’ll have to convince me you can handle a really hard man.’

  Now there was an offer she couldn’t refuse. ‘Your place or mine?’

  Jake paid the bill and drove like a demon to his apartment.

  Chapter Sixteen

  ‘TAKE YOUR CLOTHES off, Jake. You’ve got a lot of apologising to do.’

  As soon as they had closed the apartment door behind them, Jake pulled Cally to him and kissed her, the way he had wanted to do almost from the time he had first seen her. Holding back his emotions had only made them stronger. He had really fallen for this girl.

  Cally came up for air. She wasn’t going to make this easy for him but he knew what she said was true. He had a whole heap of apologising to do. He counted it a minor miracle she was even talking to him right now. Perhaps her feelings for him were stronger than just good sex?

  ‘You’re going nowhere near me, Jake Stone. We need to get a few things straight.’

  ‘What do you need me to know, Cally?’

  He knew she wanted to show him things. Show him he had some making up to do. Show him she could handle the job she had proposed in his business. Show him she wasn’t a pushover. He knew all that. He pulled her to him again.

  Cally thrust Jake away from her and led him to the second bedroom. The one with the restraint frame set up. He was interested to see what she had in mind. His erect cock was leading him onward as much as she was.

  ‘Strip, Jake. I want to see what you’ve got for me.’

  Oh, he had plenty for her. As much as she could handle.

  Cally leant against the wall, folded her arms and waited. Jake began to remove his jacket. He shrugged it off his shoulders and let the garment slide down his arms, catching it in his hand. He flung it over the tub chair in the corner.

  ‘Now the shirt,’ Cally prompted.

  When Cally gave him orders, it made him throb like nothing else did. He wanted to grab her, flip her onto the bed, and fuck her senseless. Except she had invisible restraints on him now. He didn’t want to blow this. Perhaps, after all, here was a woman who could accept what he did for a living. Enough to want to be a part of it. Enough to take a chance on him. Enough to let him love her.

  Hell, he really thought he might be in love with her. Enough to do anything she asked him. The thought drove him crazy wild.

  Jake had opened a few buttons at his neck and dragged the rest over his head, tossing it onto his jacket. He stood there, naked from the waist up, watching her as she appraised his body. He could tell she was interested in what she saw. He could see her irises dilate from where he stood.

  He knew he kept himself fit. Worked out every day, one way or another. But was it enough for Cally? A woman liked a guy with toned muscles to run her fingers over, but he was nobody’s fool. He knew it would take more than sexual attraction for a classy girl like Cally Hammond to fall for him.

  The trouble was, right now, he could only think about her running her long, cool fingers over his pecs and abdominals, testing out his strength, his willpower.

  ‘God, Cally,’ he groaned. Jake took a step toward her. Standing so close, not being able to smooth her hot body over his electrified one, except in his mind, was torture like no other.

  ‘Stay where you are, Jake Stone, and do as I tell you.’

  Jake was beginning to understand how Mathers felt. He almost felt sorry for the guy.

  ‘What do you want from me, Cally?’ He wanted to ask her if she could love him. He wanted her to ask him to love her. He would. He thought he did. But he didn’t want to frighten her off by just blurting it out. She had to work it out in her own mind. He had to be sure that it was what she really wanted too.

  ‘I think it’s time you dropped your trousers. I want to get a real, good look at what you’ve got to offer a girl.’

  Jake was only too happy to oblige. His undergarments were choking him and he had nothing to be ashamed of. Belt buckles and zips were quickly dealt with and the trousers went south. A flip of his foot despatched them to the pile on the chair.

  ‘Neat trick, Jake.’ Cally nodded her admiration and he cocked an eyebrow and grinned, accepting her silent applause. ‘But it will take something much more special to impress me. Have you got anything else?’

  Had he? You bet he had. And it couldn’t wait to escape the stranglehold it was in. Just waiting for a chance to sheathe itself in the hot, liquid velvet hidden between her legs. He wanted Cally squirming and squealing and coming apart as he eased his meat into her tightly grasping little tunnel.

  ‘What do you really want, Cally?’ He knew he was pushing her to decide. His voice was gruff with growing need.

  ‘I told you. I want you naked.’

  Jake sighed. He was going to have to work for this. For her. He hooked his fingers in the elastic around his hips and shucked the boxers to the floor. His shaft sprang free and its weight appeared to defy gravity, teasing his taut belly as it twitched.

  Cally eyed his appendage, looking suitably impressed. ‘The question appears to be what do you want, Jake?’

  ‘You know what I want, Cally. You can see the evidence for yourself.’ He couldn’t say what he really wanted until she did.

  ‘Stroke it, Jake,’ she murmured.

  ‘I’d rather you did that for me.’ Jake didn’t want to lose a great opportunity with a self-help job. Even if Cally was watching.

  ‘Just a few strokes, Jake. Slow and easy. You can close your eyes and pretend it’s me doing it to you, if you like.’

  God, she was driving him wild. With her sexy voice and just standing there fully clothed in that black, clingy number, when she should be naked and crushed up close to his body. Jake took his cock in his hand, watching her all the time.

  Her eyes left his face and travelled down his body to his hand at work. He could swear he could feel her gaze as it floated over his skin like a whisper of breath. He ran his closed palm to the base of his cock slowly and back to the tip again.

  This was insane. The sensation was driving him crazy. It should be Cally’s pussy stroking his shaft, not his own horny hand. ‘Cally, please. I want you.’

  His words made her smile. Smugly. The hot little bitch
knew exactly what she was doing to him. He took a step toward her.

  ‘Stop right where you are, Jake Stone,’ she ordered. ‘One more step and I’m out of here, for good.’

  He believed her.

  He knew she had to be sure she could control him. After everything he’d done to her, this was payback. And she was mistress of it. How could he ever have questioned her ability to work alongside him? She would take his business to a new level. An explosive one.

  Jake wanted her willing to let him make love to her. It had to be her decision now. He couldn’t take much more of this. Not with Cally. It was like his first day training her. He had never had to bring himself to orgasm so often, so soon, with any other woman he had worked with. It was as if his body instinctively knew what his mind was only just catching up on. He wanted Cally. He needed her. He might as well admit it. He loved her.

  ‘Whatever you want from me, Cally, I’ll give it to you.’

  ‘What have you got?’ She looked down at his glory as if it was pathetic. As if he was pathetic.

  Jake’s cock was like a dog sitting up, begging for a biscuit. He released it in disgust for its sorry desperation.

  He’d show her.

  Jake strode over to the restraint frame. He could see her eyes following his taut buttocks and thigh muscles as he walked. Now he’d put his trained muscles to good use in her service. He reached up to the high top cross bar, grasping it in his hands. In one easy movement, he swung up, to chin the bar easily half a dozen times.

  She looked impressed but he hadn’t even begun yet.

  He swung his legs up and through, wrapping his bent knees across the bar, before letting go of his hand grip. There he swung, upside down like a vampire bat. He crossed his arms over his chest and used his taut stomach muscles to do a series of sit-ups.