Playing Rough: 3 Hot Tales of Sensual Submission

by Jaymie Holland

  She could only find herself agreeing with him. “Never.”

  “Good.” Chase clasped her face in his strong hands and brought his lips to hers with decisive force that surprised her. Nothing gentle about this kiss. No, the kiss told her she was going to get what she wanted. Everything she wanted. Their mouths parted just enough for him to say, “You’re going to find out how much you can trust me. Now.”

  Chapter 3

  Rachelle gasped against Chase’s mouth as his fingers found her zipper and tugged it all the way down.

  The moment seemed almost surreal as she met his gaze. He pushed the sleeves off her shoulders and the dress slid down her body, all silk and softness as it caressed her while it fell. She stepped out of it and he let his gaze drift over her.

  “Love it.” His eyes met hers and he cupped her breasts in his palms. She caught her breath again when he pinched her nipples through her satin bra. “Love you in black. Love how you look in those panties.”

  He made her feel sexy and beautiful the way he talked with her, smiled at her. She wasn’t perfect and from the start he had made it clear that he loved everything about her, including her appearance.

  Chase moved his hands from her breasts and skimmed his fingers over her curves and her belly. She wondered what he was thinking, what he thought her body without clothing.

  When his gaze met hers again, his expression told her everything. He loved how she looked.

  “I’m going to start slow with you.” he said. “Are you ready?”

  Was she ready? Fear and excitement raced through her belly. Yes, she had wanted this from the beginning. She had wanted him and everything he could do to and share with her.

  Chase crouched and removed one of her high heels and then the next before he stood again. He then moved behind her and she felt his fingers at the back of her bra and then it came undone. Heat flooded her body as he slipped her bra down her arms and slipped it over her hands.

  Her nipples tightened as he looked at her and then he touched them, teased them. Her heart beat faster and she fell into his touch. He ran his hands along her sides to her panties and she felt the heat of his palms through the silky material. “We’ll leave these on for now,” he murmured.

  Chase slowly moved his fingertips up her arms. She shivered from the contact of his fingers brushing her skin. The way he touched her was erotic, sensual.

  Her heart pounded a little faster as he moved the bags to the couch. He drew leather cuffs from one of the bags. The cuffs had O rings on them and shiny buckles. He returned to her and took each of her wrists and buckled each cuff around her wrists. Then he drew a slightly longer pair out of the duffel, and one at a time had her put each foot on a chair, and then buckled on the ankle cuffs.

  The whole time he put the cuffs on her, her excitement and nervousness grew.

  “Do you trust me?” he asked as he played with her nipples and nuzzled her ear.

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  “Good.” He ran his hand over her shoulder, touching her in a sensual motion that excited her, made her feel even more confident about doing this with him.

  “I love that you trust me enough to play with me.” He brought a plastic bag out of one of the duffels. She squinted and then saw they were clips.

  He took a few out and then returned and clipped the cuffs in front of her. He reached into his pocket and brought out something silver.

  He kissed her and she closed her eyes, falling into the pleasure of it. While he kissed her, she felt pressure on first one nipple then the other and she thought she heard the light tinkle of bells. When he drew away from the kiss she looked down and saw nooses around her nipples with tiny silver bells hanging from them. He caused the bells to swing by lightly touching them and then he smiled at her.

  After he kissed her again, he retrieved a wide collar out of the bag and buckled it around her neck, followed by clipping a leash to one of the metal rings on the collar.

  “I want to tour your home.” He pulled on the leash and brought her face close to his. “Do you mind?”

  “No.” In fact, she felt a sweep of pleasure at the thought of him being in every room of her home.

  He kissed her softly. “On your knees, hands on the floor.” He held onto the leash and gently pushed down on one of her shoulders.

  The bells on her nipples tinkled as she obeyed and she felt the snug pressure of the tightened nooses. He had her put her palms on the floor, the cuffs on her wrists clipped together. A shiver of excitement went through her.

  “Walk with me.” He tugged on the leash and she started following him through her house, bells tinkling as she moved. Her knees were thankful that her house was mostly carpeted.

  It wasn’t easy moving with her wrists fastened together, but it made for a more intense experience. Leading her around on a leash was another form of control as he showed her that he was master tonight and she was his play toy.

  When they made it to the master bedroom, he made a sound of approval.

  “This is perfect.” Chase hooked the end of the leash onto one of her bedposts. He crouched beside her and stroked her hair. “While I get my bags, stay right here just like you are.”

  She looked up at him. “Okay.”

  He turned and walked out of the room. She loved the power and confidence in his stride, the way he moved. She loved his masculine looks, the line of his jaw, the firmness of his lips. She loved the color of his eyes and the softness of his hair.

  And now she was getting to play with him.

  He returned with two bags and set each on one of the two armchairs in her room. She watched as he dug out a long metal rod from the bigger of the two duffels, and also grabbed a few clips. The rod had rings on each side of it and one in the middle and she wondered what he had in mind for it.

  He carried it to her then removed the leash from the bedpost. “Stand, Rachelle.” He held her arm as she got to her feet, bells tinkling as she moved. When she was standing, he brought her into the circle of his arms and kissed her.

  “You are beautiful,” he said as he stroked her curves and kissed her lightly.

  Rachelle had decided early in their relationship to take his compliments with grace because he had a way of saying them that let her know he meant them.

  He tugged her leash and led her to the door to her bedroom that had a soft terrycloth robe hanging from it. He threw the robe aside and told her to stand in front of the door.

  Her heart beat a little faster. What did he have in mind? She had seen so many incredible things in the photographs that there was no telling what he was going to do to her.

  First he unhooked her wrist cuffs then brought her hands around her back and then clipped the cuffs to each other again.

  “We’re going to go slow.” He kissed her cheek as he faced her again. “I’m only going to push you as far as I think you can take it. Okay?”

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  He dug a long black cloth out of his pocket and raised it to her eyes. “I’m going to take away your sight now.”

  Her belly flip-flopped as he tied the blindfold and fixed it securely so that no light got in and she couldn’t see a thing.

  He moved away and she heard him digging through one of the bags and heard the rattle of chains. The sound made her heart beat a little faster. What was he going to do with her now?

  When he returned, she felt the cold brush of metal as he clipped the end of a chain to the cuffs then brought her arms up. They were cuffed behind her back, so when he raised them up it forced her to bend forward a little. The discomfort caused an ache in her arms and she heard him clip the chain to something metal. No doubt the hook on her bedroom door.

  “How are you?” He stroked her cheek.

  “Fine,” she said.

  He ran his hands along her legs and eased down so that his hands were on her bare feet. She heard chain against the metal rod. “Spread your legs.” Chase put his palms on the insides of her thighs and pressed them
apart. Her cheeks went warm as she did what he told her.

  When her legs were spread, she felt the brush of the metal over the tops of her feet from the metal bar and then he moved it and put it between her feet. She heard clips as she felt the ankle cuffs move and the clank of metal on metal.

  “Move your legs,” he said. She tried and found that she couldn’t move her legs in or out. She was stuck with them spread apart. “I’m using a spreader bar on you.”

  Another way of controlling her, playing with her.

  She felt him unclip the leash from her collar and then he clipped a chain to it and pulled her head down so that she was bent over and her hands held high behind her. She felt a tug on the chain as it pulled her down by the collar. Then there was the clipping sound of the chain to the metal bar.

  She tried to rise but she couldn’t because the chain kept her in the bent over position.

  “Uncomfortable?” he asked.

  “Very.” She felt his nearness, could smell his warm skin. Sometime after he put the blindfold on her he must have removed his clothing.

  He rubbed her ass over her panties. “Do you like it?”

  Yeah, she really did. “Yes,” she said. “I like it.”

  “It turns me on to know that you enjoy it like I do.” He cupped her under her chin. “And you look so hot like that. My little play toy.”

  He moved closer and she felt his erection against her mouth. She parted her lips in invitation and he slid his cock inside.

  “That feels so good, Rachelle.” He put his hand on the back of her head as he moved slowly in and out of her mouth.

  Warmth filled her. She loved giving him pleasure, loved being his play toy. He didn’t make her feel like an object. They were playing in an erotic, bizarre way, and she found it exciting, beyond her imagination.

  He groaned then pulled out of her mouth. “I have a few more things in store for you.”

  She licked her lips and he unclipped the chain from the spreader bar and she was able to rise up a little. Then he unclipped her wrists from the chain that was holding her arms back.

  Blood rushed back into her limbs and he rubbed her arms as he brought them down. “Are you doing all right?”

  “Yes.” Her world was still dark from the blindfold and she wished she could see him.

  He kissed her. She loved how he kissed. It was amazing every time his lips were against hers and the way his tongue touched hers.

  “Now kneel.” He drew away and held her by her arm as she did what he told her to. “Lie on your stomach,” he said and he helped her so that she didn’t fall forward.

  “Good girl.” He ran his palm over her scalp and brushed hair from her face.

  She heard him take more clips and fastened one of her ankle cuffs to one of her wrist cuffs and then repeated it with her opposite ankle and wrist.

  “Feel uncomfortable and out of control?” he asked and she nodded, her cheek against the carpet. “That’s part of the whole experience.” She could almost hear the seductive smile in his voice.

  It felt unnerving to be in this position. He had already taken her control. Now what would he do?

  “Do you remember seeing this position in the pictures I’ve shown you?” he asked. She nodded. “It’s called a hogtie and it’s one of my favorite positions”

  When he moved away, she heard more chains rattling. What was he going to do now?

  Her breathing grew a little more rapid as he pulled something over her face. “This is a head harness.” He adjusted it and she felt him as he buckled the straps. “It’s a unique look that I love.”

  She heard the rattle of chains again and then he pulled her head back so that it was high, in a more uncomfortable position. He hooked the chains up so that they connected from the head harness to each ankle. It held her head up and back.

  Rachelle was amazed that she felt more excited with everything he did. He knelt beside her and put a hand on her shoulder. “Are you all right? If you’re not, I can take you out of this at once. So are you sure you’re okay?”

  ”I’m good,” she said. “Uncomfortable, but it’s a hot feeling.”

  Chance stroked her long hair from her face then moved away and she heard him reach into his bag.

  He pressed something firm and round against her lips.

  “Once this ball gag is in your mouth you’re not going to be able to talk,” he said. “So if anything scares you or freaks you out, make this sound.”

  He made a sound and then had her repeat it a couple of times to be sure she had it down.

  “Open.” He pressed the ball to her lips.

  She obeyed and he pushed the ball into her mouth. It forced her jaws wide and it hurt a little when it went into her mouth. When it was in, he buckled the black straps behind her head and then he came back to face her.

  “Now make the sound again,” he said. “I want to make sure that you can do it with the ball gag in.”

  She did it just like he had taught her and he stroked her shoulder as if telling her she had pleased him. The fact that he was so careful with her, making sure she felt safe, sent warmth throughout her.

  “You are doing wonderfully.” He stroked her arm. “I’m going to do something now that’s going to be even more uncomfortable.”

  Bring it on, she thought.

  She held her breath for a moment, wondering what he was going to do as he rustled in his pack. She heard the sound of a package being opened.

  He knelt at her side. “I bought a small one. Consider it a training plug.” He started probing her ass and she tensed. I put some lube on it to help it slide in.” He rubbed her ass cheek as if coaxing her. “Relax. It will go much easier.”

  She wanted to laugh behind the ball gag. Relax? He was crazy. She had always wondered what it would feel like to have a plug put inside her, but reality could be a little intimidating.

  “You’re doing great.” He started to slide the plug inside of her. “You’re amazing. You’re taking a lot and this is your first time.”

  She squeezed her eyes and squeezed her ass, too.

  “I told you to relax,” he said. “It will go in a lot easier.”

  She made herself relax. At the right moment he slid the plug up her ass and she felt a sudden burn of pain and then a fullness that she had never experienced before.

  “Beautiful.” He leaned close and kissed her nape. “Do you like knowing that I love this?”

  Rachelle couldn’t nod with her head pulled back, but she let him know she did with a sound of affirmation. And it was true, she loved doing this for him and for her. She had imagined this and the real thing was even better. Especially because it was Chase. The bond they had developed the past few weeks made it more than amazing.

  He moved away and again she heard him rustling in the bag and another sound of a package opening. This time he moved her panties aside and slid something into her pussy. It slipped in easily because she was so wet, so hot. She now felt full, stuffed, from the butt plug and what was either a dildo or a vibrator.

  It began to vibrate, sending wonderful sensations throughout her. Then the butt plug started vibrating, too.

  She made a strangled sound behind her gag, one that expressed the intensity of what she was feeling. Her eyes nearly crossed from the pleasure she felt.

  It was unreal, being in this position and feeling the vibrators inside her. She felt an orgasm starting to build inside of her. She needed to come so badly that she couldn’t think of anything but the position she was in, the feel of being so full with the vibrators, and thoughts of the man who had her here and was loving it.

  Her climax exploded through her. She felt it everywhere. From her belly to her pussy to her ass and even her nipples. Her whole body seemed to vibrate in time with the plug and dildo. The never ending sensations had her squirming, her body throbbing. She wanted to beg him to take them out but she had the ball gag in and all she could manage were muffled sounds that could have been excitement. She didn’t wa
nt to use their safe sound. She was enjoying this all far too much.

  She came two more times before he finally turned the plug and vibrator off and drew them out. She wanted to relax in a puddle of goo but the tight hogtie made that impossible.

  Chase unclipped the chains leading from the head harness to her ankle cuffs and between her wrists and ankle cuffs. As soon as she was free of the chains and clips he brought her into his arms and settled her in his lap on the floor. She sagged, her whole body relaxing against him.

  He kissed the top of her head. “Ready for more?”

  Chance picked her up and took her to the bed. The strength of his arms surrounded her.

  They sat on the edge of the bed and he removed the head harness, the ball gag, and then the blindfold and she blinked and then looked at him and smiled. He brushed his lips over hers and smiled in return.

  He brought up her wrists, took off the clip and unbuckled the cuffs, followed by removing the ones on her ankles. She studied his body. He was fit and toned and she loved the way he looked.

  “How are you?” he asked.

  “Fine.” She smiled. “More than fine. I feel fantastic. It’s all been amazing, exciting.”

  He hugged her to him. “You are amazing, Rachelle.”

  He brought her up and onto the bed and scooted so that they were in the middle. He turned her over so that she was on her back and he stripped her panties off.

  Excitement whirled in her belly as he took a small foil package he had left on her nightstand, opened it, and slipped the condom on his erection.

  Chase settled between her thighs and linked their hands together and put them over her head. He slid into her and she gasped at the sensation of him being inside of her. He filled her even more than the vibrator had.

  It felt so wonderful, so incredible having him inside of her. She was surprised that he was taking her in a vanilla way, but she loved it. She loved how intense everything had been leading up to this moment, and the kind of pleasure he was showing her now.

  He took her slow and gentle, sucking her nipples and kissing her.