Discipline

by Anderson, Marina

  Eventually Taylor found a small deserted room and helped Chloe into a chair. ‘Are you all right?’ he asked gently.

  ‘I’m fine,’ she said with a smile, but as she started to think about what she’d done, her body began to shake.

  ‘You were incredible,’ he said softly. ‘I’ve never met a girl like you before, never. I didn’t really expect you to do it, you know.’

  Chloe stared at him in surprise. ‘But I had to, you knew that. It was the last test. Now I’ve completed the discipline.’

  He gave a short laugh. ‘Of course, the discipline. Well, I consider myself a very lucky man to have had this opportunity. Do you know what happens now that you’ve done so well?’

  ‘Not really,’ she admitted. ‘I think Carlos wants me to be his London hostess. Livia will return to Rio, and then he’d like me to help him instruct another novice, presumably taking Livia’s role this time.’

  ‘And is that what you want?’ he asked.

  Chloe considered his question carefully. ‘Not really,’ she admitted. ‘For one thing, if the next novice succeeds, where does that leave me? Also, Carlos always said that through the discipline I’d become free. Well, he was right, I have become free, but now I’d like a chance to live my life using all the things I’ve learnt, but on my own terms. The trouble is, that’s not possible.’

  ‘Why not?’ asked Taylor, straightening her dress and letting his hands linger on her bare shoulders as he spoke.

  Chloe laughed. ‘Because I need Carlos. I suppose that’s the clever part of his discipline. He’s taught me to enjoy the kind of pleasures that only he can provide.’

  ‘I don’t think that’s true. I seemed to provide you with a reasonable amount of pleasure tonight, and I’d be delighted to do the same again another time. There are a lot of men and women who enjoy the dark and dangerous kind of sexuality that Carlos has shown you.’

  ‘Well I’ve never met them, except through Carlos,’ retorted Chloe.

  ‘But you could meet them. I’d help you. I have plenty of friends who share my sexual tastes, and yours too. Then there are the people you’ve met through Carlos, and each person you meet will know other like-minded people. Think about that before you decide to stay with Carlos. Here, take my card. If you want to talk more about this, call me. I believe in true sexual freedom, and that includes independence.’

  ‘But …’

  Before Chloe could finish, the light was switched on and Carlos stood framed in the doorway. ‘Here you are, Chloe! For a moment I thought you’d run away. Well done! You clearly made Taylor a very happy man, and most of the other male guests too, I suspect. Thank you for looking after her, Taylor, but I’ll take over now.’

  Taylor nodded. ‘Of course, and don’t forget what I said, Chloe. I meant it.’

  Carlos watched Taylor thoughtfully as he left them alone together. ‘What precisely did he mean?’

  ‘That I’d made his most secret fantasy come true and he would always be grateful,’ she lied.

  ‘Is that all he said?’

  ‘Yes, why?’

  ‘No special reason. He seemed a little too possessive of you for my liking, that’s all. Come along then, Chloe. It’s time for us to go home and celebrate.’

  When she awoke the next morning, Chloe could hardly move. Every muscle in her body ached, and her breasts, vagina and rectum were sore and throbbing. In spite of that she felt marvellous. During the night Carlos had brought her to peaks of incredible ecstasy, combined with moments of exquisitely dark pain that had only served to heighten the pleasure.

  Now, lying sprawled in the middle of his vast bed, she could hardly believe the things that they’d done, but when she ran her hands over her sore body the memories flooded back in full, and she knew that it was all true.

  Next to her, Carlos stirred, throwing an arm over her in his sleep. For a few minutes she savoured their physical closeness, but then his eyes opened and he moved his arm. ‘Quite a night,’ he said sleepily. ‘I’m looking forward to the next few months.’

  Chloe didn’t reply, and later, after they’d both showered and dressed, he raised the subject again. ‘Are you excited about the future, Chloe?’ he asked, his expression making it plain that he was in no doubt as to what her reply would be.

  She thought for a moment. ‘I’m not sure.’

  He frowned. ‘What do you mean, not sure? Are you tired of England? We could leave Livia here, and go to Rio. It would be easy to find an innocent young girl there, maybe even another novice from a religious order! Teaching sensual but unawakened girls about our world is more exciting than you can imagine, especially when they struggle to suppress their true sexuality.’

  As he was talking, Chloe knew for certain that this wasn’t what she wanted, and she felt a sharp stab of sadness because by teaching her so much, Carlos had actually driven her away from him. ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t do that,’ she said slowly.

  He looked stunned. ‘Why not?’

  ‘I need to be free. You told me that through sexual discipline I’d become free, and it’s true. I do feel free, which is why I can’t stay with you any longer.’

  ‘I don’t understand,’ said Carlos, his blue eyes puzzled.

  ‘Because you always have to be in control, to keep your women obedient. Then, when you tire of them, you discard them. You’re about to discard Livia, even though you pretend that you’re not. What will happen to her when she’s alone in Rio?’

  He shrugged. ‘That’s not my responsibility. She’s a mature woman and—’

  ‘Yes, but she’s dependent on you because that’s the way you’ve shaped her sexuality. I don’t want that to happen to me. I want to choose my own partners, and the way I want to be satisfied.’

  Carlos shook his head. ‘No you don’t. You need to be disciplined and restrained in order to get total pleasure. I’ve made sure of that.’

  ‘That’s probably true, but I want it to be on my terms. There are men I like that you would never allow me to go with, like Rob and Taylor. They would both satisfy me in their different ways, and they have feelings too. I need feelings as well, Carlos, but I don’t think you have any.’

  Carlos looked sharply at her, his eyes turning cold. ‘You’re quite determined about this, aren’t you? Did Taylor put the idea into your head?’

  ‘No, I thought it out for myself. I do have a mind as well as a body, Carlos.’

  ‘Indeed you do, which is one of the things I found so fascinating about you. However, it seems that I misjudged you badly. I rarely make mistakes, Chloe, but when I do I like to put them behind me as quickly as possible. I’m sure you can find somewhere else to go by tonight.’

  ‘Tonight?’ gasped Chloe in horror.

  Carlos nodded. ‘Yes, tonight. If you remain here, then I won’t be answerable for what happens. However, I can tell you that it would make last night seem like a class for sexual beginners.’

  Chloe realised that she’d hurt him badly, and that he was finding it hard to come to terms with her refusal, but she knew that he was speaking the truth when he said that she must leave at once.

  ‘I’m sorry,’ she said quietly. ‘I shall miss you. I’d like you to come and see me once I’ve found somewhere to live, because I do need you, but I know that I can’t stay with you for ever. You talk about freedom, yet you don’t really want your women to be free. If you did, you’d understand why I’m doing this.’

  ‘Well, I don’t understand,’ he said shortly. ‘I’m going out. When I return this evening I don’t want to find a single trace of you in this house.’

  Chloe took a step towards him. ‘Please, Carlos, tell me that you’ll get back in touch one day, that we can stay friends. But for you I would never have learnt the truth about myself. You’ve done so much for me and—’

  ‘You’re a fool,’ he snapped. ‘God knows what will become of you when you leave here, but I imagine that in a few months’ time you’ll be living off charity yourself, rather than raising mone
y for it in your truly unique way. Unfortunately, I doubt if Lizzie will have any sympathy for your plight, not after the way you behaved at, or should I say on, the dinner table last night.’

  With that he walked out of the bedroom, leaving Chloe feeling horribly empty and bereft. Eventually she found the card that Taylor Woods had given her and then hurried to her bedroom to make a telephone call. Even though she would miss Carlos dreadfully, and this wasn’t how she’d wanted their relationship to end, she knew that she was doing the right thing.

  CHAPTER

  22

  In the basement of a three-storey town house in central London a man lay tethered face down on a circular bed, moaning softly as Chloe, sitting across the backs of his thighs, eased a large dildo into his back passage and then switched it on so that it vibrated vigorously.

  Immediately his moans turned to cries of pain, cries which she ignored as she rocked back and forth in order to arouse herself. Finally, when her breathing grew rapid and her nipples hardened, she switched off the vibrator and then deftly released the man so that he could turn on to his back.

  ‘You enjoyed that, Rob,’ she said softly, looking down at his massive erection. ‘Now you have to pleasure me, and don’t come until I give you permission, or I shall have to really punish you.’

  Rob swallowed nervously as she lowered herself on to him, and when she tightened her vaginal muscles around him she could tell that he was close to orgasm. ‘Not yet,’ she reminded him, feeling the first slivers of excitement darting through her. Carefully she released and contracted herself around his throbbing cock until he was crying out, begging her to let him come, but she was concentrating on her own pleasure.

  Eventually, far too soon for her liking, her body was flooded with waves of ecstasy and her hips jerked as she threw her head back in delight. Beneath her, Rob lay motionless, frantically trying to control himself, and when she was still he breathed a sigh of relief.

  ‘That was so good,’ she murmured. ‘Just one more for me, and then you can come too.’

  Rob’s eyes widened. ‘I won’t last,’ he groaned.

  Picking up a leather tawse from the bedside table, Chloe flicked it over his chest and belly until his skin turned red. ‘I think you will,’ she murmured, feeling him grow even harder inside her.

  Swiftly she twisted herself round, so that she had her back to him, and then she watched herself in the full-length mirror at the end of the bed as she rode him relentlessly. She lifted herself up then lowered herself down, tightening her internal muscles around him and then releasing him, and her excitement was increased by his sobs of frustration as he struggled to subdue his own frantic need for satisfaction.

  Finally she couldn’t hold back her own orgasm any longer, and this time her body contracted sharply as the climax swept through her, making her groan with delight. When the very last tremors had died away, she swivelled round again, and looked down at Rob.

  ‘You did very well,’ she whispered, untying his hands. ‘Now you can come.’

  Immediately he reached up for her breasts, grasped them in his hands and roughly caressed them before grabbing her hips and lifting her up and down in short, rapid movements until, seconds later, his own pleasure finally spilled and he gave a loud shout of satisfaction.

  About an hour later, as he was leaving, Rob looked thoughtfully at Chloe. ‘I often wonder if you can be as happy as I am,’ he remarked.

  ‘I’m happier than I ever believed possible,’ she replied with a smile. ‘I like my job, although advising charities on the best ways to raise money seems rather an ironic way for me to earn my living but they headhunted me. It seems that all publicity really is good publicity! Also, I love the life I have here. I was so lucky when Taylor offered to rent me this house, and for a ridiculously low amount too.’

  Rob laughed. ‘No doubt Taylor gains from the arrangement too.’

  ‘Oh yes,’ agreed Chloe with a smile. ‘I think it suits both of us, and we see each other a lot.’

  ‘No regrets then, about leaving Carlos?’

  ‘None at all,’ she said firmly as she showed him out. ‘He seems a lifetime away.’

  After she’d closed the door on Rob, she poured herself a vodka and tonic and thought about what he’d said. The truth of the matter was that she did miss Carlos. Through the various contacts she’d made during her time with him, she had a full and very active sex life but no one, not even Taylor, understood her deepest, darkest needs as well as Carlos.

  Sometimes, in the small hours of the morning when she returned from a dinner out with Taylor, or a visit to the theatre with Rob, she would long to feel Carlos’s hands hard on her breasts, and his teeth grazing her nipples, but despite this she was happy. She loved her freedom and the way she was now in control of her life. Brief moments of regret like that were, she supposed, a small price to pay in return.

  When the doorbell rang she nearly didn’t bother to answer it, but then, knowing that Taylor sometimes called in late, she changed her mind. ‘I’m a bit tired,’ she said, slipping off the safety chain.

  ‘Why’s that?’ asked a familiar voice, and she found herself face to face with Carlos.

  ‘What?’ she asked stupidly.

  ‘I wondered why you were tired. Don’t bother to answer. I’m sure I can guess the answer. Are you going to ask me in?’

  Her mouth had gone dry. ‘Yes, sorry, of course. If I’d known you were coming I’d have—’

  ‘I didn’t know myself.’ He looked directly at her for a moment, but then averted his eyes awkwardly. ‘I’ve tried to put you out of my mind, Chloe, but it hasn’t worked,’ he admitted reluctantly. ‘I found out from Mehrdad where you were living, and as I was passing I decided to take a chance that you might be in.’

  ‘Well, you were right,’ she said brightly, hoping that he couldn’t see how her hands were shaking. ‘How’s Livia?’

  ‘She’s gone back to Brazil. She missed the sunshine.’

  ‘Do you miss her?’

  ‘Not particularly.’

  ‘Was there anything special that you wanted to see me about?’ asked Chloe.

  ‘Yes,’ he said quietly. ‘I wanted to punish you for leaving me.’

  Her heart began to race. ‘I’m not sure that I …’

  ‘Mehrdad said that you’ve got an interesting basement here. He described it very vividly to me. Perhaps we should talk further in there,’ he suggested.

  Chloe hesitated. She knew very well what would happen if she allowed him to go in there with her, and that if she let him back into her life there would be no turning back, but as her body began to throb and desire filled every atom of her being, she knew with absolute certainty that this was how she wanted it to be.

  Slowly, trembling with excitement, she led him down into the room that had been designed solely to gratify her desire for the perverse pleasures of the flesh that this man had taught her to enjoy. As he stood motionless, watching her intently, her stomach tightened with the familiar mixture of excitement and fear, and then he moved.

  Catching hold of her shoulders, he tore off her clothes and pushed her roughly on to the bed, reaching for the handcuffs that were attached to the iron bedstead and imprisoning her wrists within seconds.

  His hands were rough but clever, and soon she was moaning deliriously, caught up in the incredible excitement of having him tease and torment her frantic body once more. As he started to cover her tender nipples with the once-familiar cream that made her flesh throb and ache, intensifying all the sensations almost beyond endurance, she knew that the tables had now been completely turned.

  Even as she heard herself crying out with the red-hot pain of exquisite sexual torment, her body more alive than it had been since she left him, she reminded herself that Carlos had been forced to come to her. What he was doing to her now was what she needed, what she enjoyed, and this time it was all on her terms.

  Carlos really had liberated her, and at the same time he’d unwittingly enslave
d himself. When he turned her on to her stomach and thrust himself hard inside the tender flesh of her rectum, sighing with pleasure as he did so, she realised that he knew it too.

  The wheel had finally turned full circle, she thought, as her body rushed headlong into yet another orgasm. It was certainly not what he’d intended the discipline to accomplish, but from her point of view it was the perfect conclusion.