A Shock for Master Angus [Prometheus in Chains 10] (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Clair de Lune

  “Thank you. That would be a great help.”

  As usual they sat with the subs and chatted and laughed, watched more scenes, and discussed Doms. Master Rafael came to claim his two subs, and Lennox was struck by the way their faces lit up when they saw him. They held hands and left the sunken seating area together. Master Rafael led them to the stairs, and they followed him eagerly.

  “We are supposed to consider what Mistress Catriona gets out of the Kinbaku,” Anna said.

  “What do you think it is?” Lennox asked.

  “Well, she gives him pleasure, and if she loves him, that must be a good thing to do.”

  “That can’t be the only thing. If she were just giving him pleasure and not feeling anything herself, it would soon be boring. She never looks bored.”

  “Well, what do you think it is then?”

  “You should ask her and Angel. I’m sure they’ll explain if you ask them,” one of the subs said.

  “Well, Master Llewellyn said we had to work out a theory then check it with Mistress Catriona, so that’s what we’d better do,” Anna replied.

  “I think it’s control, the power to control someone,” Lennox offered.

  “That’s probably part of it, but there must be more than that. We’d better say that and find out what she has to say. It will soon be time for the club to close, and we have to write this up.”

  Lennox, with Anna in tow, went in search of Mistress Catriona again and explained that Master Llewellyn had told them to ask her.

  “I like the connection with a sub created by the tying. I like the feel of the rope. The slow laying on of the rope and creating a beautiful picture with it and the sub’s body. I like the peace it brings to me as I concentrate on tying. With Angel there is a closer connection. With other subs it’s all about the aesthetics. My mentors told me to expect it to be more special when I fell in love, and it is. I achieve an almost Zen-like state when I tie him. Did you feel any of that Lennox?”

  “Thank you for being so frank with us, Mistress Catriona. To be honest towards the end I did but at first I was so terrified of making a silly mistake in front of everyone that was all I could think about,” Lennox said. Catriona chuckled.

  “Oh it will come as you get more confidence, rest assured. I’d like to see you come to some of my classes.”

  Lennox looked at Anna, who nodded. “We’d love to come and do the beginner’s class, Mistress,” she said shyly. I loved to be tied althought I wasn’t expecting to. The sense of peace and control being taken away and handed to someone else was amazing.”

  I’m so glad. Put your name down for one of the private coaching sessions first to get you familiar with the basics and pick up a reading list from me tomorrow. I’m tired now and Angel has to work tomorrow. Good night to you both.”

  It was time for the club to close, and Lennox waited for Anna in the entrance hall while she changed in the locker room. He held the car door for her, and she looked up at him as she got to the door. He leaned down and tentatively kissed her. She didn’t withdraw, so he let his tongue lick softly at the seam of her lips, and she moaned. He pulled her close and into his arms. She pressed her body to his, and he felt his cock jerk with anticipation. He backed her into the side of the car and leaned against her, trapping her between him and the vehicle. His cock pressed into her groin. He nibbled and sucked at her lips as she squirmed to get as close to him as she could. His cock swelled even more, and his trousers felt constricted. She parted her lips, allowing his tongue to slip inside. He found hers and proceeded to stroke and suck on it, to her evident delight. His tongue explored her mouth thoroughly then retreated to coax her to do to the same to his. She accepted the invitation, and their tongues tangled as they caressed each other. The kiss became incendiary, and his cock throbbed painfully.

  “Come home with me,” he managed to grind out.

  “No, my house is not far away, I can’t wait any longer.”

  He released her, and she got into the car. He fastened her seat belt for her, and then he got in and drove off. By the time he got to her home, he was desperate for release. His underpants and trousers were painful and felt as though they’d shrunk. Once inside, they stripped, dropping garments heedlessly on the floor as he kissed her witless and she led him to the bedroom. His cock was swollen and throbbing, and he couldn’t wait to sink it deep inside her.

  “Do you have a condom?” he asked.

  She indicated the drawer in her night table, and he went over and took out a couple. Tossing one on the bed within easy reach, he tore the foil wrapper of the other. He handed it to her, and she knelt in front of him and eased it carefully onto his cock. Rolling his balls in his sac with one hand, she gripped the base with the other and looked him in the eyes for as long as she could as, very slowly and deliberately, she ramped up the tension. She lowered her head and took his dick into her mouth. She licked all the way down his engorged flesh to where her hand gripped him, then licked and nibbled her way back to the head. She lavished attention on the huge vein that throbbed on the side. Finally she licked and sucked the swollen, purple head, and he moaned. He gripped her head, fisting his strong hands in her hair to hold her to him. She sucked in her cheeks, bobbing up and down on his dick.

  Soon he felt the familiar tingles begin to gather in the base of his spine and flow along his thighs and into his groin. His hips were out of his control now and began to buck of their own accord. She remained still, letting him fuck her mouth. He came. His legs shook as his cock spurted hot semen into the latex sheath. Lennox thought he saw stars. On wobbly legs, he helped her over to the bed, where they collapsed side by side. He took her in his arms and held her close against his chest until his heart stopped hammering. He cuddled her to him and breathed in the scent of woman and sex. He disposed of the condom and cleaned himself up. Kissing her long and deeply, he was rewarded with the little purring, mewling sounds she made deep in her throat as she responded to his caresses with ever-increasing enthusiasm.

  He caressed her breast with one hand, then took her engorged little nipple between his fingers, pulling and tweaking until she writhed under his hand. Her sobbing little moans of pleasure delighted him, and contributed to his enjoyment and his ardour. He kissed her, slipping his tongue between her soft lips and into her mouth. He suckled her tongue into his mouth again and invited her to explore every ridge and secret place of his. Abandoning her mouth, he licked a slow trail down her throat then around each breast.

  He loved the taste of her skin and the mingled scent of sweat and her perfume. He delighted in her movements under him as she arched her back to get his tongue just where she needed it. He licked around each plump and rosy breast. Finally he gave her what he knew she ached for. He took her nipple into his mouth, holding it between his teeth and flicking his tongue over it until she moaned and sobbed in gratification. Then he transferred his attentions to her other breast and nipple.

  “Please, please,” she begged. He suckled hard on her nipple, and she shrieked. He soothed her, and started to trail his tongue down her stomach to her pussy lips. She canted her hips in invitation, but he was determined to take his time. He licked in ever-increasing circles around her stomach as she writhed and moaned in her ecstasy the nearer he got to her cunt. His fingers parted her pussy lips, and he fucked her with them. He pushed them in as deep as he could and stroked over her G-spot. As he withdrew, he twisted and scissored his fingers, and to his delight she responded to his stimulation with moans of pleasure. He fastened his mouth on her clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue, which he used to push back the hood so he could flick her clit more firmly. Finally he suckled it into his mouth, feeling her still, tense, and then scream as her climax took her. He was determined to give her a second orgasm, and he continued to stimulate her until she came again. Her limbs thrashed as she called out his name.

  He could wait no longer. Taking the condom, he ripped the foil off and rolled the rubber onto his cock. He held her thighs apart a
s he thrust his stiff cock into her pussy. His thrusts were so powerful that he shifted her whole body as he pumped his erection repeatedly into her tight, wet cunt. In the after-shocks of orgasm, her pussy muscles clenched around his cock. He changed the angle of his thrusts in order to give her the maximum amount of pleasure. In her turn, to get him as deep inside her as she could, she wrapped her legs around him and rested her feet on his buttocks. He stilled, and then his copious release flowed in strong spurts from him as his hips bucked. He fell on top of her, rolling to the side so as not to crush her with his weight as her legs fell from around his waist. They lay there limp and sated. He felt not only his own heart pounding but hers, too. He loved the way she clung to him and kissed his chest, murmuring incoherently. He had fucked women before, but this time he felt he had made love to Anna. It was so different, so he kissed her gently and tenderly, stroking her smooth, glossy hair, which was dishevelled from their passion.

  “Anna, you are so passionate, so beautiful.”

  She gazed up at him out of eyes, slightly misty. They held a sheen of tears, he noticed.

  “You are wonderful, Lennox.”

  Then she giggled, and he looked at her.

  “What is it?”

  “Do we have to describe all this in our journals, with reactions for Master Llewellyn, I wonder?”

  * * * *

  Anna lay beside him and ran her hands over his beautiful body. He had nicely sculpted abs and the biggest and most gorgeous nipples she’d ever seen on a man. Curly black hair covered his chest and grew all the way down to his groin. She tugged none too gently on the curls where his spent cock nestled, eliciting a growl of protest. She removed the condom and disposed of it, gently cleaning him up. Then she tangled her fingers in the hair of his groin again and got the result she was looking for. His mouth possessed hers, kissing her forcefully until she let go. She fell back on the pillows, allowing him to concentrate on pleasuring her. Soon she was panting for more. She’d certainly got more than she bargained for. He lifted his mouth from hers, and smiled at her.

  “Was that what you wanted?”

  He had the most gorgeous and expressive deep-blue eyes. They held passion and warmth, but there was something else. Some sadness or loss that he tried to hide but couldn’t quite. The old saying about the eyes being the mirror of the souls was so true. What was it that saddened or worried him so? She hoped that he’d trust her enough to tell her. Ah well, it would have to wait. It was perhaps too soon to expect him to confide in her yet. He seemed to be a very private man. She decided to stop wondering and settled down to enjoy the moment.

  She loved the feel of his smooth, satiny skin as she felt his muscles. His arms were strong and sprinkled with hairs down to the backs of his hands, which she had reason to know were firm but gentle. She worked her way down his chest, and couldn’t resist gently tweaking the hair she encountered there. Then she chuckled as she bent her head to lick and nip at his pert nipples, and he drew in a sharp breath. He hadn’t expected that then, but he liked it. She’d love to see his nipples pierced, and then his pleasure would increase as she tugged at the rings with her fingers and teeth. He had no piercings, and she wondered why. She’d always wanted a lover with a cock piercing, and that was something else they could discuss if anything permanent came of this. She knew it would be painful for him at first, but she had been given to understand that the pleasure for both was very much increased. It would have to be his choice as he would be the one taking the pain.

  She applied her tongue to his sculpted belly, delighted when he lifted his hips to get more. She was pleased to see he responded quickly and his cock was erect and hard again. She noticed the drops of cloudy pre-cum in his slit and reached out a tentative finger to smooth them over the head of his cock. That made him twitch, as he drew in a breath and canted his hips invitingly. She bent her head and dipped the tip of her tongue daintily into his slit, pushing it in deep as far as it would go. She flicked the tip in and out, tasting the salty tang of his pre-cum. She couldn’t get enough of him, and she wasn’t going to put a condom on him this time. Taking his cock in her hands, she licked a trail down to his balls. She nipped and sucked on the thick, ropey, throbbing veins on the side, eliciting more moans as he grasped her head in his hands. One by one she sucked his balls into her mouth. By this time he was panting and moaning to her complete satisfaction. So she licked and laved her way back up the head, taking it into her mouth and swirling her tongue over the sensitive flesh of the fat head. She flicked the tip of her tongue in and out of his slit again and again, and then she licked around the whole head.

  When she felt he was unable to control his response any more, she sucked in her cheeks and bobbed her head up and down. The noises she made deep in her throat vibrated around his dick to his evident delight. Soon he could control his thrusts no more, and seizing her hair in his fingers, he began to fuck her mouth again. Very soon he stilled, and then his legs trembled. He called out her name as the jets of hot, spicy cum of his release hit the back of her throat. When he had no more to give and she had swallowed all she was able to, she licked him clean. He pulled her up to his side and cuddled her in his arms. He rested her head on his shoulder. Her arm fell naturally across his chest, where she felt the speed of his heart as it gradually slowed to its normal rhythm. Holding her still closer to him, he leaned over to kiss her check tenderly. She felt his warmth, smelled his unique male scent, and was content to lie still in the after-glow of great sex. She was sated and content but oh so tired. She wondered if it would always be as good as this then berated herself. Always was a word neither of them had mentioned…yet.

  Chapter Five

  Lennox and Anna had decided to write all that had happened up in their journals as nothing seemed to escape the notice of Master Llewellyn. He would certainly notice that their relationship had changed, so it would be best to write about it. He read their notes in silence and then smiled at them. Amazingly he said nothing and got on with the class as if nothing had changed. Afterward, they were dismissed to the club and went to their usual places in the uncollared subs’ area to chat and gossip. Lennox was relaxed and happier than he’d been for a very long time. He heard a crack of laughter and recognised it as Angus’s. That brought him up with a jolt. He’d been so busy fucking Anna he’d completely forgotten about why he was in the club in the first place. He needed to focus on that now. He removed his arm from around her shoulders and saw her questioning look. He smiled reassuringly at her. He didn’t want to upset her. She was beginning to mean more to him than he cared to admit. That wouldn’t divert him from his purpose. He wouldn’t let it distract him. He had too much invested in this.

  “What’s the matter, Lennox?”

  “Nothing, just a bit of cramp in my arm.” He could see she wasn’t convinced by it.

  Too bad, he had to get back on track. Nevertheless he felt the growing attraction between him and Anna, and it wasn’t all about fucking on his side. He wondered if it was different for her. He supposed it wouldn’t hurt to get to know her better. There really was no rush to carry out his plan, and he didn’t have a time-limit. Maybe it would be better if he spent more time getting to know the club and its members. He smiled to himself. Who am I fooling? It’s just the one member I’m particularly interested in apart from Jane and Angus.

  “Would you like to come out with me for a meal instead of coming to the club tomorrow?” He was astonished that he’d asked it. He’d been thinking it but didn’t intend to say it out loud yet.

  “Yes, I’d like that very much.” He was struck by the almost beatific smile that lit her lovely features. It seemed that she wasn’t averse to knowing him better either.

  The next day he took her to an Italian restaurant at her request. They ordered their meal and sat back to wait.

  “I have always loved Italian food. How about you?” Lennox asked.

  “Yes, I love it, too. I prefer it to Indian, but I like Chinese as well. There is nothing like a p
izza and a bottle of wine and a good DVD.”

  “Well it’s nice to know we agree about some things. Do you have a favourite film?”

  “No, not really. I like a lot of films and can’t really say there is one that I prefer above the rest. What about you?”

  “I agree. It depends on the mood I’m in a lot of the time. I do enjoy a good detective story though,” he replied.

  “I do, too. I’m not keen on very violent films, and war films of any sort leave me cold.”

  “Me, too. I hate what they describe as ‘quirky comedy’ if it’s just plain silly. I love a laugh, but they have to work to get me to laugh.”

  “What about music? What do you like to listen to?” Anna inquired.

  “Quite a lot of different things. Maybe it’s easier if I say what I don’t like. I don’t like jazz or opera, and although I like some classical music, I don’t like the really heavy stuff. I do like rock but not much pop. Now it’s your turn.”

  “Well I agree with most of your choices but would add folk music to it,” Anna said.

  “Really? I wouldn’t have put you down as the Morris dancing type.”

  “There’s more to folk than that. Have you heard Bellowhead?”

  “Never heard of them.”

  “Well I have some CDs I will lend you,” she offered.

  “Thank you. I’d like that.”

  The meal arrived, and they settled down in companionable silence to eat it. When they’d finished, he asked her back to his flat for coffee. She sat and waited for him to come back with two steaming mugs of coffee. The flat was sparsely furnished as he never spent a lot of time there. It wasn’t his own, just rented, and he saw it as a temporary place to live. As he saw her looking around, he knew she’d put it down to his being a man, and she was right. He wanted a home, but it wasn’t going to be this poky flat. When he found the woman he wanted to share his life with, they would find a nice house and make a real home. He looked at Anna sitting here with him, and with a jolt, he realised that she was the one for him. He could picture her in a house with a garden and a couple of kids. He wondered if she had the same dreams and ambitions. It would be fun to find out.