Discipline

by Anderson, Marina

  As she lay with her eyes closed, her breathing gradually slowing, she became aware that she was being moved around the bed, and that her arms and legs were being stretched apart until she was spreadeagled in an X shape. Opening her eyes, she struggled to sit up, but she was too late to stop the other three from fastening her securely to the bed, just as Natasha had been fastened earlier.

  This was something she didn’t want, to be at the mercy of relative strangers with Carlos watching her, but there was nothing she could do about it now and so she lay silently, waiting to see what they intended to do.

  Although her wrists were tied with cord looped into metal rings, her legs were held apart by a length of wooden board that was fastened to her ankles with metal cuffs. This meant that no matter what happened, she couldn’t close her legs, and remained open and exposed to them all the time.

  ‘What’s the matter?’ asked Livia softly, kneeling on the bed next to Chloe. ‘You look nervous. We aren’t going to hurt you. This evening is for pleasure.’

  ‘I don’t like what you’ve done to my legs,’ retorted Chloe.

  ‘It’s what Carlos wanted. I’m sure you want to make him happy, don’t you?’

  Chloe swallowed nervously. ‘I know that I must obey him, it’s part of the discipline,’ she murmured.

  Mehrdad, who was standing beside the bed, raised his eyebrows. ‘So, you too are trying to learn the discipline. That’s interesting. Fiona tried once, before I knew her, but she failed, didn’t you, darling?’ and he turned to look at his wife.

  Chloe looked at her too. Carlos was tweaking one of her nipples between a finger and thumb, and the other nipple was standing out from her swollen breasts, a crimson, pointed little tip that looked both sore and aroused. She was making tiny sounds of protests, but at the same time straining frantically towards Carlos for further stimulation, a movement that he was totally ignoring.

  ‘She lacked courage,’ explained Mehrdad, apparently still unconcerned by his wife’s plight, and then he took a small jar from Mike and moved round to the end of the bed. ‘Livia brought this over with her from Rio de Janeiro,’ he explained, removing the lid. ‘It’s a very special cream, as you’ll soon discover.’

  Slowly, sensuously, he licked the tip of his middle finger and then dipped it into the jar before bending over the tethered Chloe and spreading a tiny amount of the cream on her right nipple. It felt cool on her skin and she wondered what all the fuss was about, but then as the seconds passed the sensation changed.

  At first her nipple began to prickle lightly, but the prickles quickly changed to strong tingling sensations and she felt her nipple swelling as the strange burning heat that was spreading through it stimulated the nerve endings.

  Her eyes widened in surprise, then, when the sensation continued to grow in intensity, she tried to move her upper body around a little, to ease the terrible throbbing that was making her nipple so engorged.

  ‘A little on the other one now, I think,’ said Livia, her eyes sparkling.

  ‘No!’ protested Chloe, not wanting to experience the same sensation again, but she saw Carlos nod at Mehrdad, and deftly he spread some more of the cream on to the other nipple. This time Chloe wasn’t fooled by the initial coolness, and as the warm, tingling feelings grew she lay very still, hoping that this might be better than moving around.

  Mike, Mehrdad and Livia watched her closely, and soon Chloe gave up all resistance to the sensations and began to try and thrust her cruelly aroused nipples upwards, desperate for someone to caress them.

  It was Mehrdad who bent over her this time, drawing one of the nipples into his mouth and grazing the frantic tip with his teeth. Chloe’s body had never felt so aroused, so alive, and within seconds she was climaxing. She groaned in an agony of release and desperation because, despite the climax, her nipples continued to throb.

  As her upper torso twisted restlessly within its bonds, Mehrdad moved his hand lower down her body. Realising what he intended to do, Chloe cried out in protest again, but once more Carlos overruled her, and as the deceptively cool ointment was spread over her already swollen clitoris, Chloe braced herself for what was to come.

  Within seconds the cream took effect, and she could feel herself opening up between her thighs, her clitoris swelling and her sex lips blooming as her frantic body screamed for release from its state of ecstatic delirium.

  Pushing Mehrdad out of the way, Mike stroked the side of her tight, hard, swollen nub of pleasure, and this time as another orgasm tore through her she felt as though her body was going to split in two.

  The orgasm seemed endless, but finally it peaked and her muscles started to relax a little as the all-consuming hot pleasure began to die down. Immediately, Mike touched her clitoris again, rubbing around its base in a circular motion. Because of the effect of Livia’s cream, Chloe was immediately consumed by another frighteningly intense orgasm, an orgasm so fierce that the spasms made all her muscles ache.

  ‘Wasn’t that good?’ asked Livia when Chloe’s body was at last still again.

  Chloe stared at her, feeling the sweat between her breasts, and her own juices between her parted thighs. ‘It was too much,’ she murmured.

  ‘But we’ve only just begun!’ laughed Livia, and when Chloe opened her mouth in protest, the Brazilian girl spread some cream around her lips, which quickly swelled and began to throb, while her helplessly wanton body responded by starting to crave yet more satisfaction.

  Her breasts grew heavy, there was a tugging sensation deep within her belly and her clitoris felt hard and hot again. ‘You want another climax, don’t you?’ whispered Livia. ‘Admit it, Chloe. There’s no shame in it. I’m the same when I use the cream.’

  As her breathing quickened and desire raged through her, Chloe couldn’t see the point in denying it. ‘Yes!’ she cried. ‘Yes, I need to come again.’

  ‘Leave a vibrator inside her,’ said Livia to Mike. ‘She won’t be able to take it out, and she’ll keep coming until we remove it.’

  ‘No, that’s not what I want,’ protested Chloe.

  Carlos moved slightly in the shadows. ‘It’s what I want,’ he said firmly. ‘Will you do what I want, Chloe, or have you changed your mind? Remember, I can help you reach heights of ecstasy you’d never imagined existed.’

  Chloe’s body was so overstimulated, so needy, that she was past caring now, and anyway she knew that Carlos was right. For better or for worse, she was entering a whole new world.

  ‘All right,’ she agreed, and immediately Mehrdad slid a long, slim vibrator deep inside her damp entrance and then switched it on. Almost as soon as the vibrations began, she started to climax again.

  ‘You can watch us while the vibrator pleasures you,’ said Livia. Mike lay down on the side of the bed, with his feet on the floor, then, once Livia was impaled on him, her body bent low across his, Mehrdad pushed himself roughly inside her rectum.

  Lost in a world of seemingly endless orgasms, where one climax began almost as soon the previous one had finished, Chloe’s mind was aroused as much as her body by the sight of Livia being possessed by two men at once, trapped between them as they took their pleasure with an almost careless disregard for hers.

  It seemed to be an eternity before all three of them were satisfied, and only when Livia slid to the floor did Mehrdad walk round to the end of the bed and remove the vibrator from inside Chloe.

  As he slid it out of her, it felt as though he was drawing her insides out with it, and she shivered at the strange sensation, which was a mixture of relief and loss.

  ‘I think you’ve nearly had enough for one evening, but we can’t leave you like this,’ said Mehrdad, stroking her belly for a moment, until she started to quiver with pleasure again. ‘What do you want us to do, Carlos?’

  Chloe lifted her head up off the bed as far as she could and tried to make out the expression on Carlos’s face, but he was still in the shadows and it was impossible. Tensely she waited to hear what he had to say.r />
  At first he didn’t reply, but the silence was suddenly broken by a gasping cry from Fiona, followed by soft sobs and whimpering. ‘She’s feeling frustrated,’ explained Carlos casually. ‘No doubt you will compensate her for this little ordeal later tonight, Mehrdad. In the mean time, I think that Chloe must be cooled down before the evening draws to an end.’

  ‘I know just the way to do it!’ exclaimed Livia, getting off the bed and walking slowly across the room to the door. ‘I won’t be gone long, Chloe. Don’t worry!’ she added as Chloe watched her helplessly.

  ‘How do you feel?’ asked Mike, brushing her breasts gently with the back of his fingers. Even this slight movement was enough to re-arouse her still overheated flesh, and her breath caught in her throat as her exhausted nerve endings began to flicker into life again.

  ‘She’s very aroused,’ commented Mehrdad, sliding one slim finger inside her vagina and pressing upwards against her G-spot. ‘Obviously the vibrator wasn’t enough for her.’

  ‘It was!’ cried Chloe. ‘It’s not my fault. It’s this cream of Livia’s that’s doing it. I don’t want to keep coming like this, but I can’t help it.’

  ‘You love it,’ said Carlos calmly. ‘I can see it in your eyes, and in the way you move around. Look, Mehrdad, she’s coming again.’

  Chloe knew that he was right. As Mehrdad kept up the steady pressure with his finger, and Mike continued brushing the surface of her breasts, white lights began to flash behind her closed eyelids and again her body tightened, her flesh quickened and swelled and then all the sensations rushed together in a flooding moment of hot, wet relief, leaving her gasping for breath.

  ‘What have you been doing?’ asked Livia as she came back into the room, carrying a large ice bucket.

  ‘Pleasuring Chloe, of course,’ laughed Mike.

  ‘Lucky Chloe.’

  Chloe wasn’t sure that this was true. She felt as though her body was on fire, and longed for the stimulation of her exhausted yet still demanding flesh to stop. At the same time, when she was left alone, her body felt bereft and Fiona’s continuing cries of frustration were like a teasing echo of the way Chloe felt.

  ‘This should help,’ said Livia, placing the ice bucket on a bedside table. ‘We’ll all take ice cubes in our mouths and then use them on Chloe. Who wants to go first?’

  ‘Me!’ said Mike quickly, and Chloe watched as he picked an ice cube out of the bucket and slid it into his mouth. As he sucked briefly on it, he watched Chloe closely, and she trembled as she tried to imagine what it would feel like when the cube touched her scorching-hot skin.

  Leaning towards her, Mike drew her right nipple and the surrounding flesh into his mouth and then sucked so that the ice cube moved over the entire surface. The contrast between the freezing ice and her hot, throbbing skin was almost unbearably shocking, and Chloe gave a small scream. As the coldness began to quench the burning ache in her breast, she heard herself half sobbing with gratitude.

  Immediately Livia and Mehrdad joined in. Mehrdad attended to Chloe’s left nipple and breast, while Livia put her head between Chloe’s forcibly parted legs. Then, with exquisite care, she opened the other girl up and pushed the ice cube high inside her vagina with the tip of her tongue.

  Chloe’s hot and abused internal flesh jumped at the sudden cold invasion, and instinctively she tried to eject it, but the ice cube was already melting and proved impossible to move. ‘You’ll have to wait until it’s melted, I’m afraid,’ purred Livia. ‘You’re very hot in there. I think you need a little more ice.’

  Chloe started to tremble because the contrast in sensations was proving arousing rather than soothing, but she didn’t want Livia to know. However, Livia was too experienced to miss the tell-tale signs. She returned three times to the ice bucket, and every cube aroused Chloe even more.

  Finally, when the fourth one was inserted into her, her belly began to quake and Livia immediately pressed the palm of her hand on the soft flesh just above Chloe’s pubic hair line, so that her jangling nerves were stimulated even more.

  With a helpless cry, Chloe gave herself over to the wonderful, mind-shattering orgasm that had been building steadily within her. As her head twisted and turned on the bed, Carlos watched her through narrowed blue eyes, his breathing quick and shallow.

  Finally, Chloe’s body was still. ‘What now?’ asked Livia.

  ‘Untie her and remove the spreader board,’ said Carlos. ‘I think she needs some rest, unlike Fiona here, who’s more than ready for some excitement.’

  ‘I’ll take Fiona back to our room,’ said Mehrdad swiftly, but through half-closed eyes Chloe could see that although Carlos unfastened the blond girl, she was still in the leather harness when her husband led her away.

  Mike helped Chloe sit upright, while Livia watched her with interest. ‘I think you enjoyed yourself tonight,’ she remarked.

  ‘That’s what you said I was supposed to do,’ retorted Chloe, but she was still trembling slightly from everything that had happened to her.

  ‘I’ll take Chloe to her room,’ said Carlos.

  Livia frowned. ‘I’m sure she knows the way.’

  ‘What’s the matter, don’t you want to be left here alone with me?’ asked Mike teasingly.

  ‘I’m sure she’d love to spend some time with you,’ remarked Carlos, and then he put an arm round Chloe’s naked waist and began to lead her from the room.

  ‘My dress!’ she exclaimed.

  ‘You can have that back tomorrow. Tonight is not a night for clothes.’

  Feeling suddenly awkward, Chloe followed him along the passage towards her own room. On the way, they passed an open bedroom door. Inside she saw Christopher crawling round on the floor, a leather collar round his neck, while Verity stood over him striking him hard with a leather tawse. As she watched, Chloe heard him give a yelp of pain.

  ‘It’s all right,’ said Carlos. ‘That’s what Christopher enjoys, and Verity is the perfect partner for him.’

  ‘Is that what Natasha does for him too?’ asked Chloe in surprise.

  ‘Unfortunately for Christopher, no! That’s why they both enjoy my little dinner parties so much. I’ve enjoyed this one as well. You exceeded all my expectations, Chloe. How fortunate for us that you decided not to remain a nun!’

  Chloe felt herself blushing furiously. ‘I was so ashamed,’ she muttered.

  ‘I think not, my little one. Surprised perhaps, and undoubtedly embarrassed, but not truly ashamed, or your body would not have responded as it did. I’ve trained you well. Mehrdad enjoyed himself hugely. I’m sure he’ll be more than happy to make a generous donation to your charity.’

  ‘Well, I’m not going to ask him to do that,’ retorted Chloe. ‘What happened here tonight has nothing to do with my work.’

  ‘Did you remember all the time that I was watching you?’ he asked quietly.

  ‘Yes,’ confessed Chloe.

  ‘And did it excite you to know I was there?’

  She hung her head, and he quickly put a hand under her chin and tilted it upwards. ‘You must never be ashamed of what you do, never. Tell me the truth now. Did it excite you?’

  ‘Yes, you know it did.’

  He gave a small sigh of pleasure. ‘Excellent,’ he murmured, and then he was opening her bedroom door and standing back to let her go through. ‘Sleep well, you must be exhausted.’

  ‘Aren’t you coming in with me?’ she asked, and he laughed.

  ‘I see you’ve taken my words to heart! No, not tonight. You need to rest, and I want to join Mehrdad and Fiona. I enjoy tormenting Fiona, because she failed me once before,’ he added, his smile fading.

  ‘What if I fail you?’ asked Chloe.

  ‘Then you’ll leave and we’ll never meet again, but you won’t fail me. I know that now. Tomorrow, when everyone’s gone, we’ll discuss the charity dinner. Now sleep.’ After he’d closed the door behind him, Chloe found that she only just had enough strength left to get into bed before she
fell sound asleep.

  CHAPTER

  13

  The following day, Chloe deliberately kept out of the way of everyone else in the house. In the morning she caught up with some office paperwork in her room, then went for a long walk. In the afternoon she went and saw a foreign film. Afterwards, when she was on her way back to Carlos’s house, she realised she didn’t have a clue what the film had been about, but at least it had kept her occupied. She didn’t want to think about the night before, and she certainly didn’t wish to meet any of the weekend guests.

  By the time she got back, the house was quiet and she slipped into the kitchen to make herself a snack. As she started going through the cupboards, looking for some pasta, Carlos came in.

  ‘What are you doing?’

  ‘Making myself dinner.’

  ‘Don’t you want to eat with me tonight?’

  Chloe turned to face him. ‘I didn’t know you were here. The house seemed deserted.’

  ‘It’s Mrs Clarke’s evening off and Livia’s visiting friends, but I stayed behind. I wanted to talk to you, as I think I mentioned last night.’

  Chloe nodded. She couldn’t help noticing how attractive he was looking. He’d replaced his usual formal suit with black chinos and an open-necked grey silk shirt, which made him look younger and even sexier. ‘Did you?’ she asked vaguely, knowing only too well that he had.

  ‘Come into the dining room,’ he urged her. ‘I was just about to eat, and you’re obviously hungry. Where have you been all day? Mehrdad wanted to speak to you before he left, about the charity.’

  ‘I went for a walk and took in a movie.’

  ‘Then you weren’t avoiding us all?’

  ‘Why would I do that?’ asked Chloe.

  ‘That’s what I asked myself. I couldn’t think of any reason at all.’ Although he sounded serious, his blue eyes were amused, and Chloe knew that he could read her like an open book.

  For the first part of the meal, the talk was general. Carlos discussed the state of the economy, its effect on women’s fashions, and football, while Chloe simply listened and occasionally responded while waiting for him to get to the point.