Dirty Little Virgin: A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  JONATHAN

  The club is buzzing for a Wednesday. I am not sure what they have planned tonight but it seems like a jungle theme. I can't wait till the show starts, and although only every second window is running tonight, it shouldn't matter. The show is always fantastic.

  Sienna is enjoying her meal and I watch her as I watch the windows, trying not to be too obvious. There is nothing I like more than to watch her. She is extremely beautiful tonight. Her lips are shimmering to match her dress. Stephen did well to choose that one. He has a flair for shopping.

  The dancers move away now and the show is about to start. The waitress removes our plates and I give Sienna a kiss as the lights dim down. She is looking forward to our role-play, and I love being dominant over my submissive Sienna because it turns me on.

  The windows shine with all the couples. There are gays, lesbians, and straight couples. Window eighteen is a straight couple and the man is tied up in a starfish position standing up. He is completely naked and the jungle woman walks around him primitively.

  Sienna looks at me and winks. "So you will be my submissive tonight?"

  I smile back at her wondering if she realizes how turned I am by the mere thought of her being in control. I had never really pictured it before.

  The jungle woman crouched on the floor and licked her submissive's balls. He moaned in pleasure as she whipped his leg abrasively.

  I can't believe how much it turns me on. Sienna watches the woman closely and takes it all in. Every time the male moans or looks like he is enjoying it, the jungle woman walks away or slaps him with a tasselled whip. Fuck, yeah. I am turned on by Sienna watching and she moves into kiss me.

  "Are you alright with this?" she whispers.

  I smile a devilish grin. "Absolutely."

  We continue to watch as the jungle woman plays with the man. She licks his nipples and plays with her breasts so then his cock is even more aroused. She even whips herself and places her fingers in her mouth. He is completely helpless and can't fuck her because he is tied up.

  Sienna has had enough of watching and signals for our red door key. I am shocked by her excitement at the idea of behaving as the dominant. I had never even thought of swapping the roles with her before now. Fuck, yeah.

  Sienna pulls me close as we race to the red door. I have never seen her like this before. I feel extremely turned on by her wanting to have her way with me on her terms.

  ***

  "The room has only a bench with a jungle outfit and a tassel laying on it. Sorry Jonathan, you're naked for this one."

  I smile at her knowing she loves teasing me, "My safe word is..."

  "Your safe word is Ocean."

  I take my clothes off as Sienna is placing the jungle outfit on behind her screen. It is a halter neck and mini skirt in brown and green camo. She walks out and I am blown away with how sexy she looks in it.

  "Place your arms out, caveman," she says locking my wrists into the ties.

  I dare not say a word knowing it will get me slapped.

  "Your feet now."

  I place my feet wide open and she ties them to the straps. I am completely helpless in the starfish position.

  "You will call me Jane, caveman."

  "Yes Jane," I say, shocked by her sexiness and awesome control.

  I wait for Sienna and she walks across to the bench to pick up the strap. She walks back over and eyes my body up and down. She looks at my semi-flaccid cock and slaps my leg.

  "You have been a very bad boy," she says while walking behind me.

  My leg is throbbing in pain from the slap and I am aroused more. She goes around me and is now in front again, looking at my cock which has become harder.

  "Oooh, so you like it rough, then."

  I watch her as she slaps my other leg and I moan in pain and pleasure. I am extremely turned on by it all.

  "Fuck, your cock is hard…”

  I smile at her.

  "Answer me, caveman!"

  "Yes, Jane," I say.

  She sits in a squat behind me and touches the insides of both legs. Her fingernails are sneaking up to my ass and she firmly grabs it, inspecting it.

  "I like your ass. It's very nice."

  She uses the tassels to tease over my ass. They feel so soft as she brushes them over my skin. My cock is as hard as a rock by now.

  She gets up and moves to the front of me with the tassel whip in hand. She looks into my eyes and places her mouth over my nipple, sucking gently.

  "Oh fuck…," was my gasped words before I could stop them.

  The tassel whip hits me on my leg, and I feel myself get aroused even more.

  “I'm going to suck your balls now."

  I try not to make a sound so then she will touch my balls and then hopefully my cock. It is so desperate, wanting to fuck her.

  She moves down and places the tassel whip on the ground. She places one ball in her mouth and gently sucks.

  "Fuck…”

  She ignores my talk and I know that she is horny now. Her fingers play with my balls and she starts licking them both very erotically.

  "Oooh. They are so fucken tasty, caveman."

  I can't believe the sensation and I feel my cock become even rigid, if that was even possible. Sienna notices it too and places her mouth around it.

  I feel like I am in heaven as she puts her mouth down on it and then goes to the tip, before taking it out altogether and walking to the bench.

  I can't bear it not to be in her mouth, but I sense she has a plan. “I’ll be right there, caveman," she said, pulling the bench in front of me.

  She sits on the bench and opens her legs. There are no panties on her at all and I am desiring her even more, as she sits and fondles her wet pussy.

  She hops off and shuffles the bench closer and bends over it. I move but without my hands being free, she helps and guides my cock into her and then pushes her ass in and out allowing my cock to be moistened by her wetness.

  "Oh, yeah caveman, I like you fucking me."

  She continues to move herself so then my cock thrusts in and out of her at a regular rhythm. Her hand touches her clitoris and she moans as she cums. So effortless, so easily aroused.

  I am still tethered like a starfish and feel extremely turned on by her ingenuity of using the desk to push herself onto my cock. She picks up her tassels and places them over my cock.

  "Wanna cum?"

  "Yes please… Jane," I say, hoping for her mouth.

  She looks at me with green eyes and puts her mouth over my cock. Her hand moves up and down firmly over the shaft and I explode into her mouth. Well, that didn’t take long at all. She swallows the load in her mouth and smiles.

  "Good caveman," she says, then walking away.

  I am still in the starfish position and she turns and winks at me before beginning to untie me.

  For a moment, I thought that she was going to leave me there. Her character was so believable. Oh fuck, yeah. My submissive is a wonderful dominant as well. How spoilt I am.

  SIENNA

  The drive home after the club is beautiful. The summer breeze drifts through the limousine window so perfectly. We had stayed and watched the dancers for a while longer, after the red door experience that we had shared, but now we were both ready to call it a night.

  "Sienna, you are exceptionally beautiful," he says, holding my hand.

  I look into his eyes and kiss his mouth sensually.

  "I am lucky to have met you."

  I am dropped to the main door and I sneak up hoping not to wake Jenna. I sneak past her room and hear her snores that echo into the living room.

  The last two days with Jonathan have been unbelievable. Horse riding at his home and then tonight at the club. It is only eleven pm and I feel as if I am in some kind of dream. Everything I want is happening. A psychology internship, a great college, the sexiest man alive wants me and my best friend lives in the dorm with me. Wow, it's wonderful.

  I place my bags down fr
om the night before when I’d slept at Jonathan's. I put my pajamas on and hang up the yellow dress. A hot cocoa might be a good idea to settle me before I go to bed.

  ***

  I get to work at nine am and Jeremy smiles at me as I wait for Jonathan.

  "There is work in the Langdon room for you, I just got a message from Jonathan saying that he'll be in a bit later."

  I look at Jeremy who is much chirpier since his new fling with Holly. It's quite obvious that they like each other. Filing should never take as long as that, I think, deviously.

  I walk to the Langdon room and there are more books for me to read. There is one on depression and another on narcissism. I guessed this week that I would be allowed to sit in on more sessions with clients. Well, I hoped I could. It was very interesting and I liked seeing how Jonathan acted with them all.

  Sometimes, it was hard to believe that he was a psychologist. I wondered if all psychologists had their own addictions like Jonathan did. Maybe it was a coping mechanism or a genetic trait that could be passed down to children. Mmm, it was hard to know. It's funny how the sex or voyeur addiction he had was without anyone else. It's kind of like he had been looking for someone to share it with, and now he had me.

  I flicked open the book on narcissism and was intrigued by the chapter headings, "How to Spot a Narcissist; How to Deal with a Narcissist; The Ten Common Tricks Narcissists Use; How to Manoeuvre a Narcissist and How to Help a Narcissist With Treatment From a Psychologist's Viewpoint."

  It intrigued me how there were people in the world that enjoyed using others to benefit themselves. I found the concept hard to grasp. There were many personality types, but narcissists were so unbelievably selfish. They could pretend to be a friend and then completely walk away if they didn't get what they wanted. It was disgusting really. I knew that Jonathan had a few narcissists that came to him, and they probably found it hard to be counselled due to the selfishness of the disorder.

  I got to the page of narcissistic traits. "Nothing is his/her fault, he/she will always be the tragic victim, everything will be about him/her, he/she will never admit to being wrong, he/she will be angry with you every day, he/she may give silent treatment or neglect you for several weeks at a time, while you do everything possible for the relationship he/she does nothing, putting friends/family down behind their backs, blame others for their lack of success, and are emotionally distant unless they want something."

  Wow, these people were assholes. I can't even imagine the self-esteem of a partner going out with one of these people. What a horrible disorder for the human existence to uncover. Ugh, I wondered how they acted with Jonathan.

  "Hey there, Ms. Ruston. Busy reading, I see."

  It was Jonathan talking through the buzzer.

  "Hello, Mr. Ellis. Any narcissists today?"

  I heard him chuckle as he cleared his throat, "Yes in five minutes actually. A client called Jenny Struthers. Get in here so you can listen."

  I place my book down and go into Jonathon's office. He looks gorgeous in his mint green shirt. I sit at his desk and Jeremy brings us both coffee, ready before the client arrives.

  "Ms. Struthers is here."

  "Send her in Jeremy, thanks."

  A thin, blond woman walks in wearing a nice A-line skirt with a diamante top. She is obviously curious about me as she raises an eyebrow and looks to Jonathan, who was unphased by her inappropriate gesture.

  "Ms. Ruston is my intern. You don't mind her sitting in, do you Jenny?"

  She looks over at me and gives a fake smile. "No, how lovely."

  I sense her fakeness and I try not to judge her, but I think she will be a hard woman to like.

  "How are you?" says Jonathan softly.

  "Everything is getting too hard. My mother is unbearable and I am going to disconnect my phone soon."

  Jonathan looks at her and raises a brow. "Oh, why?"

  "She knows that I don't need her checking up on me. If I wasn't on the phone to her last Thursday I would have got the modelling job with Howard's Modelling Studio. God, she makes me insane. If it wasn't for her, I would be successful."

  Jonathan knew she was blaming her mother for nothing. He remained calm.

  "Jenny, your happiness and success have nothing to do with anyone but you."

  "What?"

  Jonathan tried to explain without getting into hot water on the subject.

  "Sometimes, things occur in our lives. If you blame everything on your mother, then you will never take responsibility for yourself. I mean, does she blame you for anything?"

  "What do you mean?"

  "Does your mother blame you for anything that goes wrong in her life?" says Jonathan plainly.

  "No, of course not!" says Jenny. She was confused by where the conversation is heading.

  "So, your mother takes responsibility for what happens in her life, then?"

  "Yes, of course, she does. It is not MY fault!"

  Jonathan looks at her and says nothing else as Jenny realizes his point.

  "But, if she wasn't so..."

  "You can't blame anyone else, Jenny. You are in control of your own life," says Jonathan kindly, but firmly.

  "She is still a hindrance to me."

  Jonathan looks at Jenny, who was rather pissed off about having been made to see light on the subject. She looks at the wall and acts like she is royalty; too good to be told what to do.

  "I want you to write a list of five things you are grateful for, every evening before you go to bed. I want you to do this every day for the next week."

  "I doubt that there will be five a day."

  "Start with the small things, like food and clothing," Jonathan says with a smile.

  "I don't think it's fair to give me extra work. I will do it to show you that I can."

  Jonathan looks at Jenny who is still obviously pissed off about his words and she gives a fake smile.

  "Alright. I want you to continue with the relaxation techniques in the afternoons as well."

  Jenny looks at the clock and is obviously happy to see that the time is nearly up.

  "Yes, relaxation techniques and the gratitude thing. I best be off I have an appointment with my agent in a half hour."

  Jonathan nods and agreed that she should go. She stands at the door and waits for Jonathan to open it. She only looks about twenty-three at the most. Jonathan opens the door as he expected to have to do and then he smiled at me, looking glad to see her out the door.

  "Wow that was interesting. You could have cut the air with a knife," I say, shocked by her rudeness.

  "She is a bit of a handful, but she has come a long way, really. She was told by the court that she must have a year of sessions or go to jail for her theft."

  "Oh, okay. What did she steal?"

  "A few months ago, she stole a car, so she could get to a modelling job on time."

  I looked at Jonathan who looked a little tired. We had stayed out late last night and I felt like he was trying to act energetic, but failing miserably.

  "I should go and have a break, I'm exhausted from last night."

  "Me too," he says as he yawns.

  I kiss him and walk out knowing he needed a break. I was sure he would fall asleep on his couch.

  JONATHAN

  Sienna knew that I wasn't myself today. I was a little bit under the weather from a cold that I woke up with this morning. She was lovely, kissing me goodbye before she went for a break.

  I thought of us in the club together as she had strapped me up in a starfish position. Oh, yes. Fuck, it was good. Today I noticed that she had been wearing a pink skirt and a white top that was silky and made her breasts look so hot.

  I wanted her to go straight into the Langdon room when she got back. I was going to surprise her and would be waiting in there for her. I knew she would be at least half an hour so I waited a few minutes and then go in. The lounges were long, leather and I would be sitting on one waiting for her when she got back. I hoped she wouldn't mind
.

  ***

  Sienna walked in, not expecting anyone to be in the room.

  "Shit, you surprised me," she says.

  I look at her and used my eyes to undress her.

  I buzz Jeremy, "Jeremy, don't disturb us. We're looking over cases."

  "Sure thing Mr. Ellis. Holly is here now."

  "Wonderful," I say, still eyeing Sienna.

  "You are a devil, I thought you would have had enough of me by now."

  I let her walk to me. I hold her waist as I sit on the lounge with her belly at my head.

  "I am so turned on by you, I can't help it."

  Sienna runs her fingers through my wavy hair and I find myself wanting to pleasure her. I’ve never been so unselfish in the past with people as I am with her. My hands reach under her blouse and I unclip her bra. She looks flustered.

  "Oh Jonathan…," she says, biting her lip.

  I unbutton the front of her blouse and her tits fall out in front of me. I stand and kiss them as she holds onto me and breathes heavily.

  My hand reaches to her zip on her skirt and I unzip it slowly, she is standing with an open blouse and white, lace panties. I scoop her head up in my hands and kiss her passionately, then pull her hand towards the lounge.

  "Lie down, Sienna."

  Sienna places a cushion under her head and I look at her pussy through the lace. I can just make out the opening of her vagina at this angle.

  "Fuck, you're hot," I say grasping her breasts. Her nipples are erect and I suck and nibble on them in a passionate frenzy.

  "Jonathan, Oh, God."

  I continue fondling her breasts and the silkiness of her skin delights me.

  I undress her again with my eyes. She lifts her bottom up so then I can remove her panties. Her pussy sits perfectly in front of me.

  I place my fingers on her mound and she jumps slightly as she moistens. Amazing how she is so ready at even the slightest touch. I open her up with my fingers and eye the wetness. She is the sexiest woman that I have ever seen her.

  I place my mouth inside her moist pussy and frig it with my tongue. She moans and arches her back in pleasure, rubbing on her tits.