Chicago. It was everything I dreamed it would be and more. Our adventure started at Navy Pier and I got an amazing view of the city from the 150 foot Ferris wheel. I felt like a child as we rested on top. I glanced below at the ground laughing, more at ease than I could ever remember. He was the ultimate guide as we explored the shops there then were driven to another location by his driver to ride the “L”. I’d never seen a subway before, and it was almost as thrilling as the ride we’d taken at the Pier.
I couldn’t imagine Luca taking the “L” but his smile never wavered as I laughed in fascination, my eyes taking in all the people surrounding us and the different styles of dress. “I would take this everyday if I worked here.”
“You’ll never have to work if you stay with me.” The train came to a halt and as we departed his words sank in.
“Is that what you want, Sir?” During our adventure I’d dropped the title because the situation seemed informal, but how could I not use it again when he said things like that?
“When we’re in public it’s just Luca. We’ll talk about that when we’re alone.” His wink lessened the sternness of his command and I nodded.
Discussing our private life while surrounded by swarms of people wasn’t a good idea, I agreed. He grasped my hand in his, leading me back to the waiting car, the smile on his face taking away any concern that I’d disappointed him.
“I think I know a place you’ll adore.” He gave the driver an address, and I watched as the city flew by. It was amazing here and such a world away from my small town in Alabama. I couldn’t imagine ever wanting to be anyplace else.
The driver pulled up to a curb on Devon Avenue, and my eyes widened at the rows and rows of shops. I was unbelievably excited as Luca helped me out of the car, holding my hand as we walked down the street. I didn’t know much about India, but imagined it looked just like this. I fell in love with all the different brightly colored cloths and jewelry as we explored.
Luca purchased a bright, lime green Saree for me and told me I could model it for him later. The dress was amazing with all these glittery, intricate beads sewed into the thin fabric. I couldn’t wait to try it on. He also bought little bracelets and anklets with tiny bells, and I laughed as he shook them before putting them back in the bag.
I think that day may have been the best I’d ever had, but after hours of exploring, my feet were aching. “Do you think we could rest for a while?” My face almost hurt I’d smiled so much today, but my heart was so light I never wanted it to end.
“I can do one even better. We’re having dinner with a group of friends, and I can promise you hours off your feet.” He conceded with a smile, and we walked hand in hand back to the car. Luca wouldn’t relinquish the purchases and I thought it was sweet that he was carrying my bags. It really didn’t fit with his dominant personality, but then again everything about him was a surprise.
We drove for half an hour in the growing traffic, and I was a little surprised when we pulled up in front of a pizza place. Luca didn’t hit me as the pizza type, maybe because his body was so perfect? I was all for some hot, cheesy, goodness, and could care less how many calories I’d need to work off.
“We rent a private room here once a month for our munch.” I remembered that this was a meal with likeminded people in the BDSM community. It was something he’d spoken about during our conversations online. I’d talked in a chatroom to several of his friends that attended these gatherings, and was nervous as well as excited about meeting them in person.
The inside décor was old style Italian, and it felt warm and inviting. The waitress, who was too damn beautiful in my opinion, smiled at Luca and led us to a room in back that was closed off by a door. I felt a moment’s jealousy when he smiled back at the woman, and I wanted to tell her he was mine! Only her smile turning my way helped beat that green-eyed monster down and I remembered my upbringing.
There wasn’t time to think about her when I noticed the twenty or so people already filling the long tables put together. They were dressed impeccably, in business suits or dresses, and I wished I’d been a little more formal in my attire. Luca had picked out the only dress I had brought with me, and it was a little dowdy compared to the way they were all outfitted.
I fought to hide my nervousness as he introduced me around the room, and the smiles being returned help put me a little more at ease. We sat down and conversations went on all around me, and I discovered that all of Dominants here, both male and female, were highly respected members of the community.
Doctors, lawyers, professional business owners, it was surreal that people like them lived a lifestyle similar to my Luca. I met my first female Dominant, and instinctively I saw the differences between her and the other women. She was very polite, but the air of power around her that spoke volumes.
The food, when it came was some of the best pizza I’d ever eaten. Deep-dish Chicago pizza is an experience in of itself! The flavors definitely beat the local chain stuff back in Alabama and I knew I’d never look at pizza the same way again. Everyone was so nice. I guess I expected them to be assholes or something, but that just wasn’t the case. They accepted me into their fold and attempted to draw me into their discussion. Another surprise was they weren’t speaking about the lifestyle, I guess in my mind I assumed that’s all they would talk about.
“So are you joining us at the club tonight?” A very handsome gentleman focused on Luca, and I felt guilty for thinking he was attractive. When his dark brown gaze turned to me with a smile, I immediately lowered my head.
“Yes. I’m not sure how long we’ll stay, Gina has had a pretty tiring afternoon.” His hand reached under the table and grasped mine, squeezing lightly. That drew my attention back up to his face and I flushed. His expression seemed confused briefly but he turned his attention back to the gentleman.
“Good. I have a few new girls I’m considering and I’d like them to see your mastery with a whip.”
That startled me. The man said new girls, implying he already had one? I assumed this type of relationship was one on one, but outside of Luca I really didn’t have anyone to compare that with. I said his words startled me but the look on his face when he glanced at me again was more frightening. He was assessing me in a way that made me more than a little uncomfortable.
“Are you just training her?” The stranger seemed a little too concentrated on my form and I squeezed Luca’s hand nervously under the table.
As if some lightbulb had went off in his head, Luca chuckled softly. “I’m afraid she’s not ready for a Master like you yet, Damon.”
So, it wasn’t just my imagination. The man, Damon, was interested in me. He was undeniably gorgeous, but the thought of him doing the things Luca had done? That was so not happening. My hands began to shake and I wanted to run. “Can I use the restroom?” I really didn’t have to go, but I wanted away from his peering chocolate glazed eyes.
“I could use a break myself.” The sweet, petite Asian woman sitting beside me was my hero at that moment. Luca gave a nod of consent, and seemed to find it amusing that I’d asked permission. I walked away with the other woman hoping it didn’t look like I was fleeing from the big bad wolf.
We walked into the empty bathroom and I pretended to go into the stall and take care of business, really just needing a few minutes alone. My nerves were on edge and all I truly wanted to do was go back to the safety of Luca’s penthouse. When I felt a little more in control, I walked back out to wash my hands.
“I’m Song, by the way. I think we chatted online a few times.”
I hadn’t really had much of an opportunity to speak to her today, but remembered here well by that name. “Oh my goodness, yes, it’s so wonderful to meet you in person!” She’d been really nice to me online and looked even lovelier than the picture in her profile. She was 5’1 at the most and reminded me of a little China Doll.
“You too. How are you enjoying your time with Luca?” Her smile widened and I flushed, remembering
the magic he’d shared with me earlier.
“He’s incredible. I can’t believe I was nervous about meeting him.” That was the truth. I couldn’t imagine not having met him now.
“He’s a wonderful teacher, so I’m glad you found him first.” I’m sure her words were meant to be reassuring, but they kind of hit me in the gut.
“First?” The thought of ever trusting another man the way I did him just didn’t seem possible. So he would probably be the only man I ever allowed to do these things to me.
“Yes. I assumed he was just training you then would let you fly free?” Her almond eyes seemed worried that she’d said something wrong.
“Why would you think that?” Was I falling for a man I could never truly have? I’m not sure my heart was ready for that answer, but I had to ask anyway.
“That’s what he’s known for. I’m a little shocked he didn’t explain that to you. Luca’s always very careful about laying things out so no misunderstandings happen.” There was no malice in her voice, just concern, which made my heart lurch painfully in my chest.
“We should be getting back. I feel like a coward for running away like that.” I couldn’t talk with this woman about my relationship with Luca, but her words hurt.
“Don’t worry about it. Damon has that effect on people. He’s a great Master, if you’re into that 24/7 slavery thing, but also very intense. I seriously doubt Luca would allow him anywhere near you.”
I had no idea what she was talking about, and didn’t feel up to having a conversation about it now, when my soul was aching from what she revealed. “I can handle myself, but thanks.” Giving her a half-sincere smile, I walked out of the bathroom with my head held high. Obviously Luca and I had some things to discuss, and I wasn’t sure I was looking forward to hearing the answers.
He smiled as we returned to the table, and I looked anywhere but at him. I wasn’t ready to be Miss Sunshine, and wished this dinner thing would end before I broke down in front of his friends. He attempted to grab my hand under the table, but I pulled it away, clenching my hands together in my lap. I was angry and hurt, and maybe it was stupid because I didn’t have that right, but it didn’t make it any less so.
“Let me know if you change your mind.” Damon’s voice, which I’d found sexier earlier, grated on my frazzled nerves. The audacity of that man thinking I could just be handed over like a piece of prized cattle or something! My mood was growing darker by the second, and I clenched my jaw to stop from demanding Luca take me home.
“I don’t see that happening, but I’ll keep your offer in mind.” He stood up, placing his napkin in his plate. “I think we need a little time before joining you at the club.” Luca addressed the table. I stood up when he did, because it seemed like the right thing to do. Pleasantries were exchanged and I followed him up to the cashier as he handled our bill.
We didn’t speak as we slid into the car and I put my seatbelt on, glancing out the window lost in my own misery. Had I been so blinded by the passion that Luca brought out in me, that I didn’t see things for what they were? Maybe I was just someone he was teaching and how could I hold that against him when we’d only met in person recently? Tears pool in my eyes and swiped them away with the back of my hand.
“Do you mind telling me what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours, Gina?” His tone was consoling and I didn’t want him to be nice to me at that moment. I wanted to slap him, make him understand how hurt I was even if it was irrational.
“Why don’t you figure it out, since you’re so smart?” I was lashing out at him for my hurt feelings, and even in that emotion I knew it was wrong. He hadn’t made me any promises. Nothing he’d done had come without my consent.
“You’re acting irrationally and more to the point like a spoiled brat. If you have something that’s bothering you say it. Now.” His tone had deepened in frustration.
“Fine! Who the hell do you think you are? You think you can just train me then hand me over to some other man of your choosing? I’m not a fucking dog, Luca!” I shouted the words, feeling somewhat better for having gotten that anger off my chest.
“Is that what you think?” His words were so quiet, I knew immediately I’d stepped over some invisible line, and tensed. “If it is, we’ll drive back to my place and pack your bags right now.” His quietly spoken threat was like a punch in the gut, and I turned to him, mouth open with no words escaping. The last thing I wanted was to leave him.
Any anger I’d felt over his possible betrayal melted away instantly to be replaced by the fear of losing him. “I don’t want to go home.” The emotional impact of thinking he would set me free was too much to think about. Tears streamed down my cheeks and turned into gut-wrenching sobs. What was he doing to me? Two days with Luca and the thought of losing what we had destroyed me!
“Damn it.” He undid my seatbelt, pulled me into his lap, and cradled me like a child. “Stop crying, sweet girl, I’m not sending you away.” Turning back into the loving man that knew how to soothe my weary soul, he caressed my hair with one hand, his other wrapped around my shoulders, pressing me to him tightly.
I was terrified at the thought of leaving him, and my hand lowered to his cock, stroking that impressive length through his jeans. At that moment I would have done whatever it took to make sure he didn’t change his mind, and sexual gratification was the only tool I knew to use.
His hand fell on mine, pulling it away from his crotch lifting it to his cheek and holding it there. “You don’t need to do that. This isn’t about sexual gratification at the moment, sweet girl. I already know how much your body pleases me.”
“How else can I show you how much you mean to me, Sir?” My words were weary, throat hoarse with the emotion I felt at losing him.
His finger tapped against my temple gently. “By using this.” Those digits that had the ability to bring such pleasure or pain then caressed over my lips. “Or talking to me about what you feel instead of losing control.” His mouth fell on mine, with a brief kiss.
It wasn’t enough. I wanted to devour his mouth with mine and pressed our mouths together again. He ended that attempt, by pulling his head back. “I won’t just fuck your insecurities away, Gina, if you’re going to be mine I expect a hell of lot more from you.”
“So you don’t want me?” Was I really so desperate for him that I would embarrass myself to know the truth?
“I don't want to tame you. I want to free you from all those insecurities that hold you back. Of course I want you!” His hand pulled mine down to his crotch again, and I felt the hardness under my fingers, relieving me of one concern. “Sticking my cock in that tight pussy feels like heaven, but there’s more to us than that. If there’s not you’re better off without me.”
I attempted to rub my hand over that hardness, but he held me firm. It was frustrating when I finally wanted to let go of that hesitant nature of not feeling sexual passion, and he refused me. “I don’t understand, Sir.” My breath left on a confused sigh as he removed my hand again, placing it firmly on the seat beside me.
“In time you will. For now you’re going to be punished for how you reacted. Pull up your dress and lay over my lap.” I was shocked that he intended to spank me here in the car, where his driver was probably able to see through the partition. “Don’t make me ask you again.”
The tone of his voice brooked no argument and I quickly lifted my skirt to bare my panty clad ass, draping over his lap uncomfortably in the confines of the back seat. I’d been a bitch, and didn’t doubt that I deserved what he was about to do. If being a little embarrassed that his action could be overseen was my other punishment, then so be it.
There was no gentleness in his hands when he reigned down fiery slaps to my ass. I hadn’t seen this side of him before without the added stimulation of desire, and tensed as he made sure I remembered this lesson. When I was sure I’d have trouble sitting down he mercifully stopped, and those angry hands massaged the heated flesh.
“I don’t like disciplining you, sweet girl, but that shade of red on your gorgeous ass is beautiful.” Those fingers were like gentle sweeps of butterfly wings, and it sent chills through my body that had nothing to do with punishment. “Next time I’d like to see that color and make you enjoy it. Do you understand why I spanked you?”
I would have thought he was crazy if he’d told me I could enjoy that type of action if my core wasn’t weeping now under his caress. “Because I was a bitch, Sir, and thought the worst of you.” I moaned softly when his fingers slid over my clit and then fucked me gently.
“Yes, you were, sweet girl.” Those fingers inched in and out slowly making it almost impossible to focus on his words. “I will never lie to you, and until I know that I can’t be what you need, no other hands will touch you.” He increased the rhythm of his stroke and I felt the impending orgasm build.
“Sir, please.” I wanted to come so badly and the throbbing of my ass was quickly forgotten.
“Ask me to come. I don’t ever want you to have an orgasm again without my permission.” He pulled his finger from my clenching folds and I cried out in disappointment.
Another rule to remember, as my pussy ached for fulfillment. “Can I come, Sir?” The words were quiet, my cheeks flushing at the brazenness.
“Yes, you can.” His fingers delved in deeply, massaging the walls of my sex and scissoring. I needed nothing else as passion flooded my body sending me right over the edge. Crying out loudly I knew that this man had the ability to make me do anything he asked!
chapter Seven
The Dungeon
Luca drove me to the penthouse after his little lesson in the car and allowed me to freshen up. We sat down in the living room and he discussed the lifestyle that Damon lived in great detail, and why he felt I wasn’t ready for that type of relationship. I was living 24/7 with him at the moment, but Luca considered himself a very different type of Master.
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