by Jan Bowles
Finally, he turned the car onto the gravel driveway and killed the lights. His heart sunk as he stared at his home. Not a single interior light showed. There was no indication whatsoever of life. Was Lia inside? One thought alone kept him positive. Perhaps she was enjoying the night view of Vegas from the living area. Maybe that was why the place was in total darkness.
He slid from the car and strode to the front door. When he stepped over the threshold, the alarm began to sound. In that instant he knew she wasn’t there. It was a bitter blow to find she’d left, and his heart broke. Like a wild, untamed bird, as soon as she could, she’d fled the nest. The only consolation was he’d set her free himself.
As he wandered aimlessly around the large, silent rooms, he could only blame himself. He’d acted badly toward her, and even his words of affection early this morning hadn’t convinced her to stay.
Jake thought of all the wonderful things that he’d wanted to share with her. All the plans he’d been making were now of no importance. Lia had set him free from the shackles of his past, but she clearly didn’t want to be involved in his future.
His life lay empty before him. Long, lonely days stretched into infinity. All he had left was work, but that wasn’t enough to keep body and soul together.
He walked into the master suite. There was nothing of hers left in the room. Her clothes and personal effects had gone. There was not even a note to say good-bye. Jake sat on a chair and pulled off his boots. He tossed them carelessly aside and then began removing the rest of his clothes. He’d have a shower and then prepare himself a TV dinner.
Life fucking sucks.
“Boy, oh boy,” he murmured out loud. He shook his head, reluctantly smiling at the irony of it all.
Perhaps he’d misjudged Lia after all. He shook his head again. He’d been convinced they were on the same wavelength, but she obviously didn’t think so. How he longed to see her beautiful smiling face again.
The odds of her staying had been fifty-fifty. Early this morning when he’d spoken with her, he would have laid bets on her being here when he got home. It just went to show how unpredictable women were.
Jake turned on the shower and stepped under the fast-flowing water. He chose a colder setting than normal to clear his head. After five minutes of enduring the agonizingly cold torrent, he toweled himself dry, and changed into some casual clothes.
“Guess I’m eating alone,” he murmured dejectedly at his reflection in the mirror. He ran his hand through his damp hair and grimaced. “Serves you right, prick. You tried to force the lady to be with you, when she clearly didn’t want to.”
Jake entered the kitchen, and began rummaging through the freezer, trying to find something to eat. He wasn’t remotely hungry. Everything looked unappetizing, especially with the knowledge that he would be eating alone. In the end, he pulled out a pepperoni pizza. Not the haute cuisine he was used to eating in the casino restaurant, but something he could at least manage to prepare for himself.
Just as he was about to close the freezer door, a shadow fell across him. When he peered over his shoulder, Lia stood just a few feet from him. A look of pure surprise must have been etched on his face, because the blood froze in his veins.
“Lia!”
She wore a long white robe buttoned up at the front and a pair of gold sandals. He’d never seen such a vision of feminine beauty. Lia hadn’t left him. She wanted to be with him. His heart soared. She’d stayed because she wanted to share her life with him.
His gaze slowly drifted down her gorgeous body and the thin material covering it. Her breasts rose and fell enticingly, and her nipples were hard and protruded. Like only a woman could, she’d deliberately hidden from him to make her entrance far more dramatic. He could tell from her breathing that she was as horny as hell.
“If it pleases you, Sir, I have already prepared you something to eat.”
“Come here, slave.” Jake closed the freezer door and leaned back against it. He stared into her beautiful green eyes, losing himself in their multicolored depths. When she was within reach he stroked his hand up her arm, feeling the tiny tremors that racked through her body. It made him want her even more. He cupped her chin and angled her face to his. He kissed her lips, pressing his body against hers, letting her feel his hard cock straining between them. He cupped her buttocks, lifting her slightly, and forcing her pussy against his erect prick. The way she clung to his shoulders and her breathy cries sent even more blood pulsing to his groin.
“You minx,” he whispered against her ear as he threaded his fingers in to her silky blonde hair. “You wanted me to think you weren’t here. You’re such a naughty, naughty girl. This deception can’t go unpunished.” He grazed his lips against her forehead, reveling in her womanly scent. She intoxicated him. He breathed deeply, savoring the moment.
“Do I please you, Sir?” Her breathy words made him want to be inside her.
“Oh, yes, you please me.” He loved it when she was submissive. He stared down into her eyes. “Your presence pleases me, slave, but you are late. Lateness will not be tolerated, and must be disciplined. Now go to the bedroom and wait for me there.” He watched her hurry from the kitchen. “I will be along shortly,” he called after her.
“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”
When he was left alone, he selected a decent champagne from his collection. He placed it in the refrigerator. Later, they would celebrate their new life together, but first, Lia required a little correction from her Master. It was something they both needed in their lives to feel truly complete.
At the top of the stairs, Jake entered his secret lair. The place where he kept all his implements of sexual desire and torture. He carefully selected several items that would enhance their evening together.
As he entered the bedroom, he stripped off his T-shirt, and cast it to the floor. Lia sat on the bed, looking a little wary. Her fantasies may have fuelled the desire for his punishment, but now that it was actually about to happen, it was different matter entirely.
“Take off your robe, slave,” he ordered her. She complied immediately and without question. That simple act of submission turned him on even more, making his cock strain against his pants.
When she was completely naked and standing in front of him, he spoke. “You must understand that deceiving your Master is not acceptable.”
“Yes, Sir, I’m sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again.”
“You led me to believe that you’d left your Master for good, and that made me very unhappy.”
“I couldn’t leave you, Sir. I’m sorry I upset you, but I wanted it to be a surprise.” His heart embraced the words that spilled from her lips, and his spirit soared.
“It was certainly that, my slave, but you realize you can’t go unpunished?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Jake sat on the bed. “Now lie across my knees. I’m going to give you a bare ass spanking for deceiving me.”
Lia did as he demanded, lying across his thighs, her bare butt lifted high in the air, her head almost touching the floor. He placed his left arm around her waist and secured her legs to the floor with his own. He palmed a hand over her beautiful, peachy ass. “It’s a shame your Master has to redden such sexy, creamy globes, but you know you deserve it.”
“Yes, Sir, I deserve it, Sir.”
He raised his right hand and noisily spanked her bare butt hard, six times in quick succession, never once hitting the same spot twice.
“Are you sorry, my slave?”
“Please, Sir, it hurts, Sir.”
“It’s meant to, otherwise it would serve no purpose. Such a juicy ass, my slave. Ripe and pristine.” He gently squeezed her flesh, then smoothed his hand over her reddened cheeks. He felt the heat rising beneath his fingers. “I take it you’ve had anal sex before?” he asked.
“Not recently, Sir.” Her voice trembled. “I didn’t like it much, Sir.”
“I think we can reintroduce you to it, don’t you?”
; “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”
Jake raised the tempo, delivering spank after spank to her beautiful ass. The noise reverberated around the bedroom, mixed with her whimpers of enjoyment. To feel her squirm on his lap from sexual frustration made his pulse race. His cock pushed hard against her stomach as she lay writhing across his thighs.
He smoothed his hand over her reddened ass once more, caressing and comforting the tender flesh with his fingers and thumb. Pushing a hand between her legs, he slipped a finger into her aroused cunt.
“Your pussy is so wet. Is my slave having naughty thoughts?”
“Oh, Sir, please, Sir.”
“What is it, slave?”
“I feel so horny, Sir.”
He looked down into her face. Her cheeks glowed bright pink. Tears ran from her eyes and dripped unchecked onto the floor. He loved this power play. It turned him on. Lia knew what excited him, and she would deliver it now.
“I’m begging you, Sir.” Her words filled him with immeasurable pleasure. His cock strengthened with a need to be inside her.
“Very well, my slave. I know exactly what you need.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Lia’s heart beat rapidly as Jake moved her to the bed. “Scoot into the middle and lie on your back,” she heard him say from behind her. His hand caressed her stinging butt until she moved out of reach.
Jake certainly knew how to deliver a little punishment, leaving her begging for more. The spanking had made her severely aroused. Her pussy burned with desire. She was so hot for him, she could barely stop herself from squirming.
When she’d surprised him in the kitchen, she hadn’t quite known what to expect. She’d seen the look of relief and pleasure in his eyes. She knew then that he wanted her, desired her.
Originally, she’d intended to greet him at the door, but that wouldn’t have been so exciting. Apart from teaching him that he couldn’t take her for granted, she’d wanted to make a grand entrance. She’d been hiding inside the cloakroom. Peeping through a crack in the door, she’d had a perfect view of the entrance lobby. When Jake had stepped into the hallway, and the alarm sounded, he’d looked genuinely saddened by her absence. At that moment she’d known what he’d said to her the night before had been the truth. Jake thought they shared a connection on so many levels, and had a real chance of love. And she did, too. That’s why she’d stayed.
As she lay on her back in the middle of the bed, she couldn’t help staring at Jake’s masculine torso. He looked so damned sexy standing beside her. His well-defined chest muscles and honed stomach drew her attention. His hair, still damp from a recent shower, fell disheveled about his forehead.
He tossed several items onto the mattress beside her, giving her a clear view of each and every one. When he’d mentioned anal sex, she thought he might be teasing her, checking out her preferences, but she could tell by the lube and the pack of condoms lying next to her that he was deadly serious. A whimper left her lips when he thrust a dildo into her hand.
“Feel this.”
She saw the faint smile on his face.
“Sir, I—”
He placed a finger to her lips. “Do not speak without my permission, slave, not unless you wish me to discipline you again. You are merely my plaything to do with as I wish. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Lia’s stomach twisted into knots of sexual desire. She loved being controlled. It gave her the freedom to enjoy sex. Her pussy burned with longing, and she couldn’t help but writhe on the bed in anticipation.
“I see my slave is real horny tonight.”
“Sir, I can’t help it, Sir.”
Jake leaned down and palmed his hands over her breasts, rolling her straining peaks, until they pulsed with need. Her whole body responded to his touch, lifting and undulating toward him. He flicked his tongue over her aroused nipples, and sucked them hard, occasionally nipping them with his teeth. All the time, he slowly massaged her stomach in sexy, concentric circles. A cry of frustration left her lips as he skimmed a finger over her clitoris, and suddenly moved away.
“Mmm, I think you enjoyed that spanking.”
Jake removed the rest of his clothes and then joined her on the bed. He grabbed hold of her ankles and started lifting them. He roughly pushed her legs backward, until her ankles lay either side of her ears. Her ass and pussy lifted from the bed for his intimate approval. Jake held her legs in position by placing a strong forearm across them. He ran his other hand over her fully exposed buttocks, then trailed a finger into her pussy lips.
“Mmm, so aroused, my slave. You can hide nothing from your Master in this position. I’ve got you exactly where I want you.” Jake took the jelly dildo from her hand and waved it in front of her. It quivered and flexed before her eyes. “What do you say, my slave?”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He trailed the tip of the dildo across her clitoris, making her writhe and moan. “Just one thing, slave. You cannot orgasm without my permission. You will be severely punished if you do.”
“But, Sir, I—”
“Shhh, you will do as I demand.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than he pushed the head of the dildo inside her vagina. Lia gasped, squirming involuntarily as it slowly filled her. She felt her orgasm building, building, building. How could she deny what her body craved? A cry left her lips as Jake worked it fully inside her. With her legs folded backward, she was entirely at his mercy. She couldn’t move. All she could do was feel. He changed the angle of penetration, lining the sex toy up with her G-spot. The fingers of his other hand caressed her clitoral piercing, stimulating her further. Unable to stop herself, and on the brink of climaxing, she panted helplessly. A burning pain began building inside her.
“Sir, please, Sir.”
“Wait.”
He pumped the dildo inside her several more times. As she held back her orgasm, the pain intensified in her pussy. “Oh, Sir, I can’t.”
“Wait.”
“Sir, no,” she screamed. Had he no mercy?
“Wait.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she bit her bottom lip. When Jake looked at her, tenderness showed in his eyes.
Maybe he had a benevolent side after all. “Please, Sir.”
“Come for me, slave. Come for me.”
Relief flooded through her. A series of convulsions pulsed through her body as he finally allowed her to climax. Her head tipped back, her eyes closed, and a long sexual whimper tore from her lips as the monumental force of her orgasm took hold.
He leaned down and kissed her. Her mouth was open, and he sucked the panting breath that hissed from her parted lips.
“What do you say?”
For a few seconds she couldn’t catch her breath. Eventually she haltingly said, “Thank…you…Sir.”
He smiled. “I’m pleased that my sub experiences such pleasure.”
With the dildo still filling her pussy, Jake administered a large dollop of cold lube to her fully exposed anus. He began smoothing it around the edge of her puckered hole. The sensation felt exquisite, especially after her recent orgasm.
“Look at me?” he whispered, caressing her anus. When she did as he asked, he spoke again. “You belong to me now.” With their eyes connecting, he pressed a lubed finger deep inside her ass. An involuntary whimper escaped her mouth, and she bit down on her lower lip. More convulsions throbbed in her pussy and anus. The whole idea of Jake penetrating her butt hole turned her on. It was such a forbidden part of her anatomy that it felt highly erotic as he speared two, and then three lubed fingers inside her ass. Still staring into her eyes, he watched every subtle movement on her face. Lia could deny him nothing. Giving Jake exactly what he desired pleased her as much as it pleased him. He continued working his fingers inside her butt hole until her sphincter muscles finally surrendered their grasp, and she was properly relaxed.
Jake wiped the lube from his fingers on a towel and then began rolling a condom down hi
s shaft. He moved to a kneeling position, then smoothed his hands over her butt. “Such a beautiful ass. I shall claim it as mine. Whose ass is this?”
“Yours, Sir.”
“To do with as I please?”
“To do with as you please, Sir.”
Then he guided his cock to her puckered hole. She felt it straining at her back entrance as he leaned over her folded legs and placed a hand either side of her head. He dipped down and kissed her lips. He totally dominated her.
“I’m so glad you stayed,” he whispered against her ear. His mouth brushed her cheek as his cock pressed against her butt hole. He smiled down into her eyes, and then kissed her long and hard. Jake grabbed the mahogany barley twists of the headboard and used them to hold his weight from her. His presence seemed to envelop her, surround her. Lia did the same, mirroring his movements by clutching the barley twists below his hands. Then she spread her legs wider, offering herself to him unconditionally.
Her head tipped back as his cock slowly slid inside her butt. Dear heaven above, the sensation was exquisite. The dildo that still filled her pussy only added to her pleasure. Her fingers squeezed the barley twists even tighter, and she let out a gasp of enjoyment. Each time he thrust inside her, his rippling stomach made contact with her clit ring and the dildo, stimulating her further. Her breasts jiggled with each movement he made. Her lips parted and she stared into his eyes. So ice blue, yet so warm and friendly. She smiled back, aware that they’d crossed into something more than just sex. It was an understanding, a deeper knowledge and connection of who they were and what they shared.
“Jake,” she whispered, continuing to gaze at him. “I’m so glad I stayed, too.” They’d only known each other a short amount of time, but her words were heartfelt and had just tumbled from her lips. She’d always thought her soul mate had been Joe, but she now had a second chance at love. Her heart swelled with joy at the look of affection reflected in his eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered as he repeatedly speared her ass with his cock. He dipped down, his shoulder muscles flexing as he kissed her lips.