Bad Boy: You Are Not Alone

by Kelli Walker

  I was about to throw myself on him and plunder his lips with mine. I was about to pin him to the wall, yank his pants down, and pull his dick between my lips. I was about to physically thank him for the past god-knows-how many years, just because more things had slowly fallen into place after my talk with Maddie.

  But, before I could, his phone rang in his hand again.

  “Who is it?” I asked.

  “Holy fuck,” Kevin groaned.

  “Kev, what’s wrong?” I asked.

  And when he turned the phone towards me, I saw it was Brit calling.

  “I’m gonna kill Spencer,” I said, growling.

  Chapter 28

  Kevin

  She looked radiant, with her hands tied above her head and her feet attached to the floor. Her tits sparkled in the dim lighting of the room as I sat and watched her, the feather tickler dangling from my fingertips. Her blindfold fit along the features of her face perfectly while she twisted on turned, pulling on her restraints.

  The Tina I knew was still fighting, but I could see her pussy glistening in acceptance.

  “Kevin?” she asked. “You still in here?”

  I could hear the slight panic in her voice and new I’d pushed her limits. I’d clocked watching her for eight minutes before she finally grew uncomfortable, so I pulled myself from my perch and slowly walked up to her.

  “Kevin?” she asked breathlessly.

  I reached out the feather tickler and slowly danced it around her breast. She giggled, a smile spreading across her reddened cheeks, while her peak hardened at the feather’s touch. I danced it around her other nipple, watching her bob and weave in the sensation, but all of me wanted to wrap my lips around her beautiful tits and suckle them until they were black and blue.

  Another time, Kevin. This isn’t for you.

  I fluttered the feather down her stomach, watching her muscles jump with each and every touch. I approached her pussy, with her juices clinging to her swollen lips, and I slowly began to tickle her trimmed pussy folds as she sighed and gasped at the touches.

  “Oh, Kevin,” she whispered.

  I could see the goosebumps rising along her skin and it brought a happiness to my soul. Here she was, this powerful woman with her icy heart and her undying stare, and she was crumbling at my feet with just the touch of a feather.

  I’d have her dripping down my balls by the time I was done with her.

  I walked away and heard her whimper in disappointment as I set the tickler down and grabbed the silkened paddle. I walked behind her, my eyes taking in the round firmness of her ass, and I brought the paddle back before I landed it hard onto her ass cheek.

  “Oh, my god!” she exclaimed.

  I smacked the other one, dealing blow after blow while she trembled and shook in her restraints. Her breathing picked up and I could see her pussy juices gathering at the tips of those beautiful folds of hers. Her skin reddened just for me as smack after smack with the soft paddle kept her jumping and gasping for more.

  “Kevin, please. Oh, god. It feels-... so-... I can’t-... no-”

  By the time I was done, her ass was screaming red. I dropped the paddle to the floor without a word while small beads of sweat trickled down her beautiful sun-kissed back, and I grabbed the soothing ointment off the table behind me and squirted it into my hands. Her muscles were twitching from my assault, glowing in their red warmth as I placed my hands softly onto her skin.

  She jumped before she leaned back into my touch, moaning as I massaged the wonderful ointment into her skin.

  “God, that feels good,” she breathed.

  I bent over and pressed a kiss to each ass cheek before I planted one on the nape of her neck. She was doing so well for me, and I wanted her to know how much I appreciated this.

  How much I appreciated her.

  “What’s the safe word?” I asked.

  “‘Pineapple’,” she said.

  I was elated she remembered, and I figured a good girl deserved a little treat of her own. I rounded back around to her front and dropped my pants before kicking them off to the side, and my dick was screaming to me inside her. Precum dripped from my angry tip as I gazed upon her naked, sweating body.

  A little release for her would do her some good.

  I stepped towards her and parted her pussy with my fingers. I found that beautiful swollen nub and began to play with it a bit, and it didn’t take long for her to reach her climax. She gasped and squirmed, trying to find my lips with hers while I dodged every single kiss she tried to give me. But, when I felt her release, I captured her lips with mine while her pussy dripped its beautiful juices onto my hands as her body shivered with her orgams.

  The smell of her womanhood wafted up my nose and for a second I lost my head. I dropped to my knees and parted her pussy for the world to see as my tongue devoured her throbbing clit. I slurped up her silky essence as I watched a pleasurable desperation waft over her face, and that’s when those words slipped effortlessly from her lips once again.

  “Kevin. Have mercy. Please. Oh, god. I can’t. No more. Please. Please. Oh-... oh, yes. Just like that. Just like that. Please, don’t stop.”

  I loved the way she begged for mercy without ever meaning it. I loved how she tried to give into her body’s predisposed limits before trusting me with her body again. I darted my tongue around her clit as I watched her orgasm slowly creep up her body. She shook with every stroke of my tongue while I watched her muscles pull taut, and she came for a second time just like the good woman I knew she was.

  But this time, her juices squirted out onto my tongue and I had an entire meal to enjoy while she dangled in her restraints.

  Her chest was heaving and her entire body was flushed, but little did she know that I wasn’t done with her.

  Not just yet.

  I wrapped around her and grabbed her hair, pulling her face into the crook of my neck before I slid into her from behind. She ground her red ass deep into my pelvis, trying to get the friction that pussy of hers needed badly while she swung from her cuffs. I planted kiss after kiss all along her forehead and cheek while her sweat soaked the shirt I still had on, her pussy fluttering around me and milking me for the prize it wanted so desperately.

  “Fuck, Tina. You’re so… tight,” I said, grunting.

  All she could do was moan and whimper while my body controlled hers. She dangled helplessly from the rafters with her feet attached to the ground while I made her entire body jump in pleasure. I slammed into her hips, rocking her beautiful tits for the world to see in the dimly lit room meant only for us, and just as I felt my balls curl up into my body her pussy let go all over again.

  And her juices dripped down my curling balls as she came on my dick.

  “Yes! Kevin! Holy-... fuck! Oh… oh, shit. Yes. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Oooooh, shit, yes.”

  I ripped myself out of her and pumped my cock in my hand before my thick streams of cum painted her lower back. Stream after stream ripped from my dick, emptying my balls while her entire body shook from the aftershocks of her pleasure.

  My back hit the wall as I panted for breath, gazing upon her beautiful cum-coated body. Tina was perfect for me in every sense of the word, and I was lucky she wanted to do this with me.

  To explore this with me.

  To give into me and trust me to lead her down a path that wouldn’t ever hurt her like she thought it would.

  I pushed myself off the wall and wrapped around before I encompassed my lips with hers. She leaned into me, her entire body struggling to wrap around mine, and I slowly sank to her ankles and undid them from their restraints.

  “Just hold still,” I said.

  I massaged all the way up her leg before I helped her flex her hip, then I unlocked the other ankle and did the same thing. I wanted to make sure her joints moved without pain and that her legs weren’t sore and stiff from our exploration, so I took the time to really massage every part of her leg from her ankle to her hip before I moved
to her hands.

  “That feels so good,” she said, moaning.

  “I’m glad.”

  I slowly undid her first arm and kept it upright while I massaged down to her shoulder. I slowly lowered her arm, stopping when she winced, and when I was satisfied that she was alright I moved to the other one. Slowly but surely, I massaged from her wrist to her shoulder, then I helped her move her joints to make sure she wasn’t in any sort of undue pain.

  “How are you feeling?” I asked.

  “Perfect,” she said lazily.

  She collapsed against me and I picked her body up into my arms. I had run a bath for us earlier, complete with bath salts and rose petals, because I knew she would probably need one once I was done with her. I stepped into the tub with her and sat us down before I took off my shirt, and she sighed at the warmth as it loosened up her tongue.

  “When did you do this?” she asked.

  “Before I hooked you up,” I said.

  “How did it stay so warm for that long?” she asked.

  “I had temperature-controlling devices installed on all the jet tubs last year.”

  “Wait, is there one on mine in my room?” she asked.

  “There is. You’ve used it before, I just don’t think you realized that’s what it was.”

  “I thought that thing controlled the jets,” she said.

  “It does, but it also controls the temperature, too.”

  Just then, I reached over and turned on the jets. They massaged our bodies while Tina curled into my grasp, and she danced her fingertips along the hairs of my chest before she pressed a small kiss into my skin.

  “Will we ever try that ‘daily play’ stuff you were talking about?” she asked.

  “Maybe one day, if you’d like. It is a bit more of an intense experience, though there’s usually not much sexual play involved, because the idea of doing it in public usually heightens the scandalousness of it all.”

  “Understandable. But, I thought you said you do at least some of it just in the house?” she asked.

  I reached for the bubbles and a loofah sponge so I could wash her body down. She was still trembling against me and I knew she was still dropping, even though she was handling it well because of the conversation topic at hand. I lathered up the sponge before I slowly pushed her upright and I swirled the rose-scented bubbles around her body before I answered her question.

  “Well, yes. Sometimes, it is just around the house. But, that play can also be taken in public as well. Discreet toys inserted into the vagina that are remotely controlled by the dom, eggs the woman is asked to hold tightly in her vagina until the dom takes her to a restroom and fingers or sucks it out of her.”

  “Well, holy fuck,” she said breathlessly.

  I washed her back down before I reached around to the front of her body and I soaped her up and rinsed her down. I let her process what I had just told her while I washed all the sweating crevices of her body. Then, after I was satisfied that she was clean, I leaned her back into me and wrapped my arms tightly around her.

  “How are you feeling?” I asked.

  “Much better, thank you,” she said. “We would start just in the house thought, right?”

  “We didn’t have to start at all if you didn’t wanna try it,” I said.

  “I mean, it sounds interesting, and I’m willing to try it. After all, I’m not gonna know what I like until I try it, right?”

  “Right, but there’s no pressure. You move at your own pace,” I said.

  “Well, I’d like to try it with you,” she said.

  “You’re supposed to go home tomorrow, I don’t think Maddie will appreciate me keeping you any longer than I have. But, maybe we could get a weekend scheduled on our books soon.”

  “I guess,” she said with a sigh. I could hear the disappointment in her voice and I understood how she felt. My entire body shivered at the idea of having her as my sub for an entire day. There were so many things I wanted to introduce to her and I had no idea where to start. All I knew was my body was trembling alongside hers in anticipation, and I couldn’t wait for her to get back to her schedule so we could figure out when we could see each other next.

  But, then? I had an idea.

  “Do you trust me?” I asked.

  “Of course. Why?” she asked.

  “No reason. Just… making sure,” I said.

  And I pulled her close to my body while the wheels of my mind began to turn.

  Chapter 29

  Tina

  It’d been two weeks since interesting encounter with Kevin, and already I missed him. I threw myself into work just to get through the days, and Maddie gave me my space to process. I couldn’t believe all I encountered with him that weekend, but Maddie said something to me that really stuck when I got home.

  The only thing we can count on is personal evolution.

  She really was a smart individual, and I stretched in my bed while those words rolled around in my head. Maybe people did change-- even in their later 30s-- and I decided to finally give Kevin a call and schedule a weekend I could come see him.

  But, when my foot hit the floor, something crunched underneath it.

  “What the-?”

  I picked up the piece of paper on the floor and scanned it before my blood ran cold. It was written by Kevin and placed right beside my bed, and I wondered who the hell had delivered it for him.

  Tina,

  When you wake up, take your time. Get yourself a nice shower and wear it curled like you know I love. Get dressed in that beautiful crimson red lingerie you never put on anymore, wear your white polka-dotted heels, and come on downstairs to eat breakfast.

  Sincerely,

  Kevin

  My fingers trembled. I read the note over and over again, memorizing every single word before the sweet smells of breakfast wafted through the air. Was he serious? Was Kevin actually downstairs?

  Holy shit, did I still even own those heels?

  I debated shooting him a text message. I didn’t want to do this here, not now. Not with it being sprung on me like this. DC was where I worked, not where I played. I was known around this town by many powerful individuals, and I could get called out at any second to work. How was that going to play out? I couldn’t just get up and leave during something like this, could I?

  I reached for my phone and opened up a blank text message, but something inside me stopped. I looked over at my clock and realized it was almost ten in the morning, and just before I could type the message my stomach started to growl. I read the note in my head over and over again, feeling the shiver run up my back before my nipples stood at attention.

  I wanted to do this.

  And for once in my life, I was going to take what I wanted.

  I scurried into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. I scrubbed myself down and put on lotion before I got out and scrunched my hair. I dug around for the bra and panties he was asking for before I searched for those heels, and once my hair was dry I bent over and fluffed it out.

  “It’s now or never,” I said to myself in the mirror.

  I watched a smile flutter across my face and it ached my heart as to how foreign it looked. Every time I looked in this bathroom mirror in the mornings, there were dark circles I had to cover up and snot I had to blow out of my nose. My job was stressful, and many times I held back tears while I fell asleep.

  But none of that shit happened these past two weeks.

  For once, I looked rejuvenated after I’d slept.

  I went on downstairs and timed my heels to the sizzling of the bacon. A massive plate of food was already on the table, piping hot with a glass of freshly-squeezed apple juice sitting next to it. I looked around the corner and saw Kevin, shirtless and sweating, slaving away in the kitchen.

  “Sit and eat,” he said.

  I took a seat at the table and began to devour the food. I hummed and moaned in pleasure, the eggs melting on my tongue before I slathered the pancakes in syrup. I did
n’t even realize he had sat down to eat with me, and when I had finally cleared my plate I looked up at him and blushed.

  “Did you like it?” he asked.

  “Very much,” I said.

  “Good. Now, go sit on the couch, throw your right leg over the back, and wait for me. I’ll be there in a bit.”

  I looked at him hard before I gave into his commands, and I took my stuffed stomach over to the couch. I slung my leg over-- my pussy bared for him-- and I stayed like that while I listened to him eat. His silverware clunked along the plate and I could feel the anticipation and nerves rising in my body.

  What was his plan?

  What were we going to do?

  Is this how he wanted me all day?

  I heard him get up and clean the table, then watched him as he came into the room. He pulled up my favorite movie as a massive smile graced my cheeks, then he sat down beside me as his hand landed on the inside of my thigh.

  “I figured we’d watch a movie today,” he said.

  “When did you get here?” I asked.

  “Watch the movie,” he said.

  A few minutes in, I felt his hand creep up my leg. Goosebumps broke out over my legs as he slid my panties back from my wet pussy, and I felt his finger lazily dip between my folds as he swirled it around in my milky goodness. I sighed with content as his fingertips touched every part of me, and I felt something slowly building behind my gut that forced me to buck into his hand.

  “No cumming,” he said. “You can’t have your eyes closed and watch a movie, can you?”

  I whimpered at his command but kept myself in check. I tried to pay attention to the movie while his fingers slipped around my sensitive pussy lips, but the moment he pushed his fingers inside of me I bucked down onto his hand.

  “No. Cumming,” he commanded.

  I felt my legs shaking as I tried to ward off the sensation. Electricity slowly crackled in my toes and I was physically gripping the couch for leverage. It was killing me, having his touch but not having him, and my leg slipped off the couch and into his lap.