by Laci Paige
“What the hell?” His voice went back to angry real quick. “And why won’t she talk to us?”
“Jake, she’s kneeling as punishment. Do you really think she is going to listen to anyone other than me, the one who put her there? Her Dom.”
Linda tried to get up, but Jonathan pulled her closely and wouldn’t allow her to leave. “I think I should go,” she said.
“Where the hell are you, and who are you with?” Jake yelled.
“At the club, with a friend. We are actually in aftercare, and taking this call is really not caring of me, now, is it?” He shook his head. “I’ll be there in about twenty minutes. Good luck getting her to talk to you. I bet you twenty bucks she won’t.” Jonathan laughed and hung up on his pissed off friend.
“I know you couldn’t help but overhear all of that. Sorry. If you were a client, that wouldn’t have happened. I’m more professional than that.” He rubbed his hand up and down her back. “Warm yet?” he asked.
“Yes. Thank you. But you really should go. It sounds like they all need you, and how could you leave that poor woman kneeling like that?”
“Remember when you asked if I was attached to anyone, and I said it was complicated? Well, I’m into bondage and discipline. BDSM is what this club is all about, minus the sex. I don’t have sex with my clients. They hire me for specific scenes or training. I’m also Roxi’s Dom. I’m dominant over her and she is my submissive, at her request. That’s her punishment and this goes along with the territory. She knows better, and I know why she’s upset. It tears her up when she doesn’t please me, and her actions today did not. She shouldn’t have called you.” He lifted Linda’s chin so he could see her reaction. “Although I’m glad she did. You’re amazing, and responsive, and I loved that you let me play with you. Did you enjoy it?
“Yes, I enjoyed it very much, Sir.” She giggled, and buried her face into his chest.
“You can drop the Sir; we’re done with our little scene, and I want you to know it’s been a long while since I’ve been with anyone sexually. Will you come visit me again so we can play some more?” He stroked the side of her face.
“I’d like that very much. It was intense and I’ve never been fucked like that before. That orgasm was over the top. I’ve never come so hard in my life.” She sighed. “I want you to tie me up again. I have to work, but I’ll be flying back in three days.”
“Would be my pleasure, sweet girl. It’s a date.” He kissed her softly on the lips.
“I thought you didn’t date?” She slid to the edge of the bed, stopping to peek over her shoulder at him.
“I do now.” Her smile lit the room, and warmed his heart.
Chapter Seven
Jonathan had sent Linda on her way with homework. He wanted her to research his lifestyle and to make a list of the kink she wouldn’t do and a list and of what she’d like to try. She’d be back in town in a few days, and he was excited to have a new play partner.
As he walked up the stairs and approached Roxi’s apartment, he could hear her sobbing behind the door. That’s probably what alerted Jake and Kristy when they arrived home from their honeymoon. Pushing the door open, he saw the newlyweds sitting on the couch looking lost. He nodded toward them, but went immediately to Roxi.
He stood over her and placed his hand on her head. She calmed slightly, but not enough. Kneeling in front of her he caressed her shoulders. “Shhhh, Angel. I’m here now. Relax. You’ll get what you need after I speak to Jake.” Her sobbing slowed to quiet hiccups. “Good girl. I’m proud of you Angel. You did well. Not much longer now I promise.” He reached down out of sight, and pinched her nipple real hard. She gasped, and a small smile started on her lips. “Soon,” he whispered the promise to her. “Stay here.” With that he could see her breathing settle down. He kissed the top of her head and rose.
The look on Jake and Kristy’s faces was priceless, mouths hanging open with wide eyes. “Hey guys, it’s good to have you back. A lot has happened and we took a group poll and decided to explain it all when you got back home.” He sat on the arm of a chair next to where they were seated. “No one wanted to bother you on your honeymoon. Speaking of which, I hope you guys had fun and enjoyed yourselves.”
“How did you calm Roxi? We tried everything,” Kristy asked, eyebrows up and hands held out.
“I know my sub.” He shrugged a shoulder.
“Your sub?” Jake asked cautiously.
“You know we don’t ever talk about our clients, but because you found your sister this way I’ll explain.” He looked over at Roxi and saw her tense. “It’s okay, Angel.”
“Client? Angel?” Kristy repeated.
“Yes, Cutie, her pet name is Angel.” When he addressed her by Cutie, his pet name for her, Kristy’s head lowered.
“Good girl. Now Kristy you can stay for part of what I have to say. After, though, I request that you kneel with Roxi so I can talk Dom to Dom with Jake, and I can’t do that with you sitting here as an equal. But only if that’s acceptable to him.” They both looked at Jake.
Jake’s hands were balled into fists, knuckles turning white. “Yes, I approve until I know what the hell is going on here. I want to know why my sister is such a mess, damn it!” His face reddened and his forehead creased.
“Don’t blow, man. It’s cool.” Jonathan tried to assure him. “First things first. On the flight back, my seat got reassigned, but not before I put Roxi’s carry-on in the overhead compartment. We got separated after the flight and she tried to get her bag down on her own. It fell on top of her, giving her a good blow to the head, and bruised her face pretty badly. Her eye actually swelled shut, and in the hospital—”
“Hospital? It was that bad? Why the fuck didn’t you call me?” Jake visibly struggled to keep it together as he fisted his palms tightly. Jonathan was growing irritated at his friend, but took a deep cleansing breath, and tried to help Jake understand that things were under control.
“She had a mild concussion, and the medical team at the airport looked her over and sent her to be evaluated at the hospital. Like I said, her eye swelled shut, her cheek is bruised, the knot on her head is gone now, it’s still slightly tender, but she hasn’t puked in a couple of days and her headaches have subsided. They do however start up again when she does too much. I’ve been with her non-stop until this evening, but that’s her fault, and why she’s being punished.” The three of them looked over at Roxi on the floor.
Jake’s head snapped back to face Jonathan. “Oh, so it’s her fault that you were sticking your dick in someone else tonight?”
He balked, and Roxi gasped loudly. Jonathan shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. He really hadn’t wanted Roxi to know he’d had sex with Linda. Not that they were a couple or anything, but for some odd reason he just didn’t want her to know. He dropped his hand to his side and addressed Jake. “Whatever. Just know I took off all week and have been living here. She’s been well cared for. You can ask her yourself tomorrow.” He looked toward Roxi, and then back again. “I didn’t call because the hospital said she was fine. They released her the same day. Dan and Sherry also agreed that I should let you guys have your fun and not ruin your honeymoon. We all knew you’d jump on the next plane if we called you. Now are we clear on Roxi’s heath?”
“For now,” Jake answered.
Jonathan looked at Jake and then at Kristy. He raised his eyebrows and nodded toward the door.
“Oh!” She stood and went to kneel on the floor next to Roxi.
“Thank you. You’re both such good girls. I’ll be quick. I know you can hear us. Nothing’s a secret.”
He turned his attention to Jake. “Roxi and I don’t work as a couple, but we’ve done well in the past with a D/s relationship, and so she’s made a request.” He paused. “It wasn’t my idea; she approached me and asked me to be her Dom temporarily. The ‘why’ isn’t important, but just know that there is good reasoning behind it. I know she’s your sister, but what happens in
the playroom stays in the playroom. That’s the way it’s always been with us, and how it remains. As to why she’s upset, she did something she shouldn’t have, and I punished her.”
“And what was that? There’s nothing that would justify making her this upset, Jonathan.” Jake’s voice bellowed. “Never in my life have I seen her cry.”
“Never?” Jonathan was astonished.
Jake shook his head. “Never. That’s why this is hard on me, it’s practically killing me. I wanted to pick her up and hold her, but I knew she was kneeling for someone, and I figured it had to be you. I didn’t want to overstep another Dom, but damn.”
“Wow, never, huh? She’s cried around me since we were kids. She actually cries a lot. I used to tease her all the time and call her a crybaby. Still do, sometimes. I probably will tonight.” He chuckled.
“That’s news to me. Roxi has always been the smart ass, smart mouth bitch of the family and hard as nails with her emotions.” Jake looked lovingly at his sister and his new wife kneeling so beautifully by the door.
“Well, now you know. The secret is out.” Jonathan threw his hands in the air.
“Can you tell me what she did, and are you done with her punishment?”
Jonathan paused, looked over at his sub, and shrugged. “She took my phone while I showered and called Linda, a flight attendant I met on the flight coming home from Vegas. She had her show up here at the apartment unannounced earlier this evening, and then told me I needed to go out and have fun after caring for her this week. I had no desire to see the woman, let alone go out with her tonight, but Roxi overstepped as my sub. Linda didn’t deserve to be turned away. So I went out with her. You should see her.” Jonathan held up his hands in front of his chest indicating she had large breasts. “Very nice, and pretty receptive too. Not into the scene, but has potential.”
“I would say so if you had her in the club. And Roxi most definitely overstepped her boundaries. She shouldn’t have invaded your privacy. On that I agree.” He nodded.
“About the punishment, yes she has been kneeling for hours. But I know she is healthy enough or I wouldn’t have told her to do so. She knows she is allowed bathroom breaks when I’m gone for a long time, so she was fine. We texted back and forth so if she wasn’t fine she would have let me know, but there is more punishment to come in the playroom if you’ll allow it.” Jonathan tilted his heading waiting for Jake’s response.
Roxi started to sob again. “Angel. Relax.” Jonathan warned then looked back at Jake. “Permission needed sooner rather than later.” Jonathan nodded his head in Roxi’s direction.
“I don’t know. Isn’t the kneeling enough?” Jake looked unsure, and Jonathan had to convince him one way or another.
“Jake, I don’t tell you what to do with your sub. Don’t tell me what to do with mine. She’s starting to cry again, not because she has been kneeling all this time, but because she has wronged me and is upset with herself. She won’t be content again until I discipline her. That might be TMI for you, but she wants this, and she needs this. That’s all I am going to say about it.”
Jake stood and extended his hand. Jonathan followed accepting it, and then he was beyond surprised when Jake pulled him into a big bear hug. “Thank you for taking such good care of my sister, and thank you for standing up for me at my wedding. I love you like a brother. Always have and always will.”
Jake pulled away and chuckled as Jonathan stood there, dumbfounded by his best friend’s honesty and outpour of emotion. That wasn’t like him at all. At least not until his new wife got her hooks into his heart. He was a better man for it, and since Jake had said it, Jonathan felt okay responding through his choked emotions. “I feel the same way man, I love you too.”
“I’m going home to make love to my beautiful wife. Playroom’s all yours. I trust you. See you tomorrow.” He paused and looked toward Roxi. “May I say goodnight to my sister?”
Jonathan nodded and motioned toward the women on the floor. “Quickly.”
He watched as Jake knelt at her level and kissed her on top of the head. “I love you, sis. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
Chapter Eight
Roxi’s back and legs hurt and her knees were sore from the hours of enduring her punishment on the hardwood flooring, but halfway through, she realized it wasn’t enough. She should never have done what she did by using his phone without permission, and she definitely shouldn’t have invited Linda over. It wasn’t her decision to make whether he went out for the evening or not. Her heart ached for disappointing him. The one man she’d loved all of her life. Regardless of whom she was with or where she lived, Jonathan would always be a huge part of her, and she’d love him until the day she died.
Her chest hurt so much with the pain that she’d failed her Dom, it overwhelmed her. She needed him soon. She hadn’t realized she was wailing away like she had been until Jake and Kristy pounded on the door. They must have gone across the hall to Jake’s apartment to get the spare key, because minutes later they came barreling in the door.
Once inside, Kristy dropped to her knees and tried to console her and it just made things worse. Jake probably knew better because she was kneeling in submission. He stood back while Kristy made every attempt to calm her. After a short while he ordered his wife to come sit by his side. Roxi heard someone get up and go to the bedroom at one point, and then heard Jake yelling, but she couldn’t hear the conversation.
Kristy’s voice filled the room. “I’m not sure what’s going on Roxi, but if anything’s wrong, please tell me. I’ll take your silence to mean you’re all right though.” Jake was most likely on the phone since Kristy remained on the couch. Roxi made sure to stay still and not move an inch. “Last chance, if there’s something wrong, tell me before Jake returns.” Again she remained still.
What seemed like hours passed, and Jonathan finally showed up. Her anxiety peaked at the thought that he might blow past her and pay her no mind, but that worry was over nothing. He stopped in front of her and calmed her just enough to try and hold on until she got what she needed.
It took every ounce of strength to hold it together, but she had to for Him. Her heart hurt, her knees and back were in such pain almost to the point of numbness, and her mind was racing all over the place. She wanted to scream until her throat bled, but she needed to be still and quiet. Pain would wash it all away so she could reset and start all over again fresh and new, but the pain wasn’t coming quick enough. She started to whimper again. She heard someone shushing her quietly, and realized Kristy had joined her on the floor.
Roxi tried to concentrate on the conversation around her, but it was difficult at best. She did hear talk of using the playroom tonight and the hiccupping sobs started up again in anticipation. Her body, riddled with apprehension, and started to shut down. She could feel herself slipping away, until she heard His voice. “Angel. Relax.” She came back a little closer to the surface not quite disappearing. Not yet.
“Angel. It’s time.” Those were the most magical words she’d ever heard, but she couldn’t move. “Angel, stand.” The words were floating around her and she could hear them, but as much as she wanted to, and as much as she needed to, she just couldn’t obey. There was a disconnect, and her body wouldn’t allow it.
“Angel?” Jonathan’s voice sounded strained. His arms wrapped around her. “Shit!” He carried her off to somewhere. His voice remained constant, telling her to stay with him, and things would be okay. She thought she heard him talking to someone else, but she heard no one respond in turn. Was he on his phone? She couldn’t tell. He moved her again. Hearing doors open and close she had no idea where they were.
Feeling started to return to her body. It hummed with something. Something not too far off, it seemed familiar. What could it have been? Thwack! Ah, yes! Pain! Life! It was coming back to her, and her heart beat wildly. Thwack! Her Dom was finally taking care of her. She smiled, and moaned. “More please, Sir.”
“Angel? Are you al
l right?” Jonathan asked. She nodded her head. “Talk to me. Use your safeword damn it!” She chuckled mischievously, and shook her head. Thwack! “Damn you woman!” Thwack!
“Please, Angel. Use your safeword.” Jonathan’s voice sounded tired, worn and upset, but she needed more, so much more. “Please,” he sobbed. “Safeword, Roxi. Please?” He begged. She shook her head and tried unsuccessfully to talk.
“What? Are you safewording?” he asked.
“No, I—I need more.” She forced the words out of her mouth.
“Frank, I can’t do this anymore.” Jonathan confessed. “I don’t know what I was thinking. This is too hard.”
“Do you love her? And want to give her what she needs?” Frank asked.
“Yes.” Jonathan whispered.
“Then do it. I’m right here, you’re doing fine. She’s coming around. Just a little bit more. You can do this Jonathan…unless you want me to take over?” he asked, quietly.
“No. I need to learn to do this for her. I care about her too much to hand her off when things get tough.” Jonathan’s voice gained strength as he spoke with Frank, the resident sadist from Underground Decadence.
Jonathan put all he could into whipping Roxi. She felt his love with every strike at her back, and was feeling more and more alive. “Oh God, yes! Yes!” She shouted. He hesitated with the whip. “No, don’t stop!” Her pussy throbbed on the verge of spilling over.
“Frank?” Jonathan’s voice quivered.
He waved his hand in the air. “Keep going. I think she’s about to climax.”
He stopped. “What?”
“Keep going!” Frank ordered him. “She needs this. Do it!”
Thank God for Frank, she thought.
Jonathan continued and her womb contracted, her pussy, getting wetter and wetter, started to pulse with each whip, sending the message directly to her clit. “Fuck, yes!” Her body shivered and she knew it was happening, and He was doing it to her. Wave after wave of delicious, painful sensations washed through her. Heaven! Or was it hell? She didn’t know and she didn’t care, she just wanted more. Her soul felt like it left her body and she soared above watching as she shuddered with ecstasy, and then she floated slowly back down and became one with her body again.