by Tamsin Baker
He knew Simone was beautiful, intelligent, and kind to her friends. He knew she giggled too much and was innocent of all the pleasures he could give her. And fuck, do I want to give them to her! But could she handle what he wanted to do to her?
“Do you know what I ache to do to you, Simone?”
She shook her head, her warm brown eyes shining up at him. She was looking at him with so much love and trust, the last thing he ever wanted to do was lose that. He would need to go slow, introduce her to one thing at a time.
“I want to make you scream. I want to hear you, feel you come. Over and over again. But I also want to see your ass, red from my hand.”
His brave pet nodded and gave him a game smile.
“If you would explain to me what you want, I can try to be everything you need, Patrick.”
A groan escaped his throat. Her answer was so perfect. If he didn’t know better he would think she had rehearsed it, but seeing the way her shoulders trembled, he knew her trepidation was real.
“We’ll go one step at a time, Simone, but you need to know that I care for you. I have for a long time. You can trust me not to harm you. I need you to. I will call you my pet and you will call me sir. If you want me to slow down or stop, you say yellow or red, like traffic lights. I promise to listen to you.”
Simone nodded and he cupped her cheek. She turned her head to kiss his palm and her soft lips pressed into his skin.
Her sweetness made Patrick want to kneel on the floor with her and kiss her senseless, but that wasn’t what either of them needed, not yet anyway. He didn’t want to confuse her. He was the Master and would act accordingly. Until she learned to understand all the facets of his personality and was able to cope with them all.
“My pet, you need to follow me into my bedroom. Stand and walk behind me. When we get to my bedroom I want you to strip.”
She stood and swallowed, her body continuing to shake.
Patrick couldn’t resist and stepped closer to grip her shoulders and kiss her. Their tongues tangled and she was soon kissing him back with all the passion he had missed in his previous Subs. She wasn’t trying to impress him, she was simply responding to his touch honestly and openly. It was a wonderful thing, but could she handle the BDSM side of their bedroom play?
“This way.” He walked along the hallway, passing by his play room. He wouldn’t take her in there tonight. She needed to feel loved and until she understood his passions, he would need to start small.
He pushed open his door and walked through. Simone stood in his bedroom and didn’t even look around, she just stared at him as she slowly peeled off the basic cotton underwear she wore. Bra first, she rounded her shoulders as though to hide from him and then pushed off her knickers.
Perfection.
“You are spectacular.” He praised, walking around her trembling body. He would usually inspect his Sub whilst she was kneeling, but tonight he would do whatever he liked. She didn’t know the rules.
“High, firm breasts, beautiful pink nipples that I can’t wait to have between my teeth, and an ass I want to spank.”
Simone giggled nervously, her hands moving restlessly as though she wanted to cover herself. “It sounds like you’re cataloguing me for an auction or something.”
Patrick raised his hand and smacked her fleshy ass. He connected well, the sound and feeling of it satisfying. She jumped and gasped, her nipples hardening.
He smiled at her. “You liked that, did you?”
Simone bit her lip in a way that Patrick found endearing and provocative. “I don’t know.”
Patrick moved to the bed, his cock hard in his pants. She would be bratty and she would push his boundaries. But he wanted that. He didn’t want a slave, he wanted a true partner who enjoyed play. Wow, where had that thought come from? He needed to slow down a little.
He sat on the bed and patted his lap.
“You’re a naughty little girl and I want to spank your ass. Lie across my lap.”
Simone moved slowly, maneuvering her body across him so that her beautiful ass was pointing up and her body was hanging down.
“Can I ask why was I naughty … Sir?”
She wiggled to get comfortable and Patrick laid his hand on her hot flesh. His hand spanned one ass cheek perfectly.
“You spoke back my little pet, but I like your spark. In the bedroom, I’m in charge and you need to remember that.”
She gasped and pulled her legs tightly together making that beautiful ass flex.
“What if I don’t want you to spank me?”
The question surprised him. He had never had to explain the basics of BDSM before.
“If you hate it, we don’t have to do it. But I want to spank you, so if you’re good and take your punishment well, I will reward you.” He stroked over the back of her thighs. “Open for me little pet.”
Simone wiggled again and Patrick slipped two fingers between her thighs to explore her hot flesh. She was slick, her pussy opening lubricated for him and he stroked her there for a moment, just enjoying the feel of her pleasure on his fingers.
She gasped and pulled her legs tightly together, trapping his hand there.
“Open again pet.”
“I’m embarrassed.” Simone arched her spine, moaning softly. Patrick ran his fingertips up her spine and after a few moments she released the tension, her muscles going loose and her whole body relaxing across his lap again.
Patrick held her down with one hand and slipped one long finger into her tight pussy. He couldn’t resist her body’s silent invitation. She moaned and arched up, so he pushed harder on her to keep her down.
“Never be embarrassed by how much you want me.” He slid his finger in and out of her, his cock hardening even more in his pants. Her sweet virgin pussy clasped his finger like a tight glove and he knew how good she’d feel around him when he was finally inside her.
“You can feel how hard I am for you, can’t you pet?”
Simone moaned and relaxed more, her legs opening further. “Yes … Sir …”
Patrick removed his finger and raised his hand. This was going to make or break their growing relationship.
He spanked her and she screamed, attempting to scramble back off his lap.
“Good girl, scream for me, and remember to tell me when it becomes too much.”
He spanked her ass again and again, stopping to squeeze and stroke between each strike. She screamed and panted, but he went easy on her and she stayed nice and wet throughout. Seven times on the left and eight on the right cheek. His hand on her ass made the perfect slapping sound every time he connected. It was red now and he stopped to soothe the skin softly.
“So beautiful …” he ran the tips of his fingers gently over the hot skin, enjoying the way she wiggled and moaned on him. Then, just because he wanted to, he slipped two fingers deep inside her wet, warm pussy.
“Ah … fuck.” Simone’s words were gasped as she squeezed her legs together.
Patrick moved his fingers in and out of her body, the wet walls gripping him tightly. He knew that she was going to feel like heaven when he was finally inside her and his impatience began to crank up another notch.
He removed his fingers and spanked her once more for good measure, the wet imprint glistening on her still pink skin.
She yelped and he stifled the laugh. She was a natural and his belly fluttered with excitement. He could enjoy her and teach her so much.
“I want you on the bed my lovely pet. On your back.”
Simone slid off his lap and crawled gingerly onto the bed, her beautiful full breasts swinging beneath her as she moved. She was graceful even though she was obviously sore and he liked that too.
“How are you feeling my little pet?”
She stared at him for a moment then lay down on to her back. She winced when her ass hit the bed but continued regardless. She wasn’t shivering any longer and her nipples were hard. Good, he needed to keep her arousal on a high.
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nbsp; “My butt is sore.”
Patrick grinned, that excited belly feeling spreading through him again as he reached down and peeled his pants off in one smooth movement. His cock sprang free of the confines, the ache increasing and pulling a groan from him.
Heat spread into his cheeks at the show of weakness and he cleared his throat before speaking again.
“Good, then tomorrow you’ll still remember you belong to me.”
Her eyes clouded over, then slid down to his groin. “Oh my God.” Her hand moved up to cover her mouth in a classic virgin move.
Patrick laughed out loud as he slid up onto the bed. He couldn’t be that scary, surely? He moved over her in a dominant stance and moaned as their bodies touched properly for the first time. Skin to skin. Heart to heart.
Oh fuck, this feels too good. He rushed in to lighten the mood.
“Not quite, but sir works just as well.”
Simone looked up at him at that moment with her beautiful, liquid brown eyes and wrapped her arms and legs slowly around him. Her strength and her natural sensuality came out at that moment and a calmness settled over him. It was like coming home.
Then she looked up at him again with that cheeky smile in place.
“Oh my sir! Is that better?”
Something deep in Patrick’s chest clenched tight but he didn’t get more than a moment to wonder what it was because she lifted herself up so that her damp body caressed his straining cock shaft.
The positioning was perfect and every base instinct in him came roaring to life. Oh, how he wanted to simply fuck her. Take what she so obviously wanted to give him. But there was so much more to feel and enjoy.
“There’s no rush my sweet.” He kissed her lips, enjoying the way she lifted her chin and clung to him for a moment before he pulled back. “Put your wrists together in front of you.”
He moved off the bed, walked over to the tall boy, and removed a fine silk rope. He would never permanently mark her beautiful skin, but a little bondage would be good for her. It would also help him slow down, something he had never had trouble with.
He perused his toy collection and stopped for a moment. She was not only vanilla, she was a virgin. She wanted to please him, but he didn’t want to scare her. He could be gentle tonight. He reached into the drawers and took a feather, a Waterberg wheel, and a condom out and threw them on the bed next to her.
His heart was beating a little too hard. He didn’t feel calm at all. In a scene he was cool, controlled. His brain worked slowly, clearly, carefully and his body followed suit. Something was off tonight and the only conclusion was that Simone was different somehow.
“Can I ask you what you’re planning ... Sir?”
Her question was unexpected but beautiful. Patrick smiled and knelt next to her, enjoying the way her eyes ran over his naked body, with hunger now. He picked up her small hands and quickly tied her wrists together with the rope. Then he stretched her arms high above her head and knelt up beside her, enjoying the way her full breasts rose in that position.
He attached the rope to the bed head with a knot that could be easily undone with one tug. If he needed to get her out of the bonds fast, he could and would.
“Of course you can my pet. I am tying you up so that I can torture you with both pain and pleasure. I want you screaming for my cock before I give it to you.”
He heard her swift intake of breath and smiled to himself, pleased that his crass words had shocked her. He didn’t feel that the power balance was quite right in their dynamic.
Patrick moved back a little and looked down on his lover. Simone’s head was level with his groin and as she turned, she sucked his cock head into her mouth.
Despite the pleasure ricocheting down his spine, Patrick pulled back, shocked. No one had touched him without his permission in so long. Even his vanilla ex-girlfriends never surprised him, and he’d never had a submissive with a dominant side.
A slow grin spread across his face as his heart beat even harder in his chest. He would enjoy training Simone and he was going to start right now.
He threw his leg over her shoulders and grabbed hold of the bed head. She looked so delicious stretched out under him. Those big brown eyes wide and trusting, pink lush lips open and glistening wet.
“You want to taste my cock little pet?”
She nodded, her eyes going wider and looking a little scared now. She gave an obvious swallow. “Yes please.”
He pushed his hips forward and she opened her mouth. Heaven waited.
“Suck me, baby girl.”
Simone opened up her mouth and he thrust inside. Her lips closed tight around him and her wet tongue made his toes curl with desire. He kept his movements fast, but not deep. He needed to dominate her, yet scaring her was not his intention.
She moaned around his flesh and he moved faster. Tingles rippled down his cock and his spine.
“You’re using too much of your teeth, pet.”
She instantly covered her teeth with her lips and the perfect slide of tongue and suction pushed Patrick closer to the edge. He withdrew from her warm mouth and climbed back off her.
She looked up at him, her beautiful lips tilting down in a frown.
“I’m sorry. Did I do that wrong?”
He winked at her and lay between her legs.
“Of course not. Now, I am going to make you come with my mouth. Don’t hold back your screams and know that I want all of you. Your juice, your pleasure, it is all mine.”
“Oh God ...” She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment before opening them once again and looking down on him with a vulnerable look in her eyes. “Yes Patrick.”
He growled and nipped her inner thigh in punishment.
“Ah, sorry sir. Yes, sir.”
He smiled against her skin. He loved hearing his name on her lips, yet it didn’t fit here.
He pushed open her thighs with his hands and gazed down on the plump, juicy flesh of her pussy. He traced her clit with his tongue and tasted her sweetness. Yum.
She moaned loudly and arched up, pulling on her bound hands.
“Patrick! Sir, I want to use my hands.”
He traced her swollen clit again with his tongue, and then looked up.
“No, they are a reminder of my control and they please me. If your arms get too sore, tell me and I will release you.”
She panted and nodded, her eyes wild now.
Patrick bent his head to his task and pushed two fingers deep inside her. She screamed and gasped, twisting on the bed.
“More, oh please, so close sir.”
Patrick moved his lips and tongue faster on her clit, his fingers pumping in and out of her. They made wet, suctioning sounds that could only just be heard over her pleading. He loved hearing her beg, he would never get sick of that.
“Sir, I’m coming. Oh please don’t stop.”
Patrick lifted his head but kept finger fucking her. “I told you to come loudly little pet, I hope you aren’t holding back on me.”
“No ... ahh, please, sir!”
Patrick wrapped his lips around her clit and suckled strongly. Simone arched her back and began to scream. Her moans and keening cries were pure music to his ears and as he felt her pussy clamp down on his fingers, he groaned and licked her faster.
“Patrick!” Simone arched her back and came hard on his hand and face. Her pussy drenched in her come. It flowed onto his hand as her body trembled and shook.
“Oh God, fuck. Oh my God …” Simone was panting and twisting. Fighting her restraints like a wild woman.
Blind now with anything but his own need, Patrick ripped open the condom and sheathed himself.
Simone threw her legs open and he fell onto her.
“Your arms are okay?” He asked, positioning himself for the thrust that would make her his, forever.
She nodded. “Yes, please, Patrick, sir, I need you.”
Patrick braced himself, swooped down for a kiss, and thrust to the hilt in one thru
st.
Simone cried out, arching her back and breaking their kiss as she shuddered beneath him.
Patrick froze, a sweat breaking out all over his body. Never had he felt such conflicting emotions. He wanted to pump madly, enjoy the tight, slick heat of her, but the need to make this good for her overrode the animal lust.
Slowly Simone’s stiff body relaxed and she opened her eyes to look at him again.
Patrick pushed her knees up and pulled back. She gasped and lifted her hips as he sunk back in.
“My pet. You feel even better than Heaven.” Patrick moved in and out of her body, slowly building in tempo, lifting her ass to stimulate the nerves of her G-spot.
“Sir, that feels so good.”
Patrick thrust faster and harder, his own orgasm gathering within his belly. His balls were tight, his cock thrumming.
She began to tighten around him.
“Sir … I think I’m going to come again.” Simone all but whimpered, tears pooling in her eyes as he stared down at her.
Patrick tilted her pelvis better and changed his thrust. She screamed and began to convulse. Yes, that was the right angle.
“Oh fuck!” Simone cried out as she shook and spasmed around him, her finger nails digging into his biceps.
Patrick let go of the reins of his control and thrust once more, buried to the hilt, he came long and loud. Simone gripped him tight with her thighs and held him inside her.
Patrick collapsed forwards, fireworks exploding inside his head as she wrung the final ripples of pleasure from his body.
****
Simone was struggling to catch her breath. Never had she felt like this. So totally overwhelmed and yet so satisfied. There was no other word for it.
Patrick was stroking her hair and she was lying with her head on his chest. He had untied her moments after he had come, cleaned himself, then pulled her on top of him for a cuddle.
Simone noticed some implements lying on the bed next to them and reached across to pick up the silver handle attached to the round pin-like star thing.
“What are these things?”
Patrick laughed and kissed the top of her head.
“That’s a Waterberg Wheel. I can’t believe I forgot to use it! I’d planned to show you how a touch of pain can enhance your pleasure, but got so distracted by your natural charms I didn’t do it.”