by Zara Chase
“Naughty girl.” He was clutching an implement with several thongs. He crouched down and waved it beneath her nose. “A Japanese flogger, most subs’ punishment implement of choice,” he said. “I think you’re ready to take it, but you need to ask me nicely.”
His eyes glistened with anticipation as he waited for her to respond. His cock was rigid, yet again, and she could see every defined muscle in his glorious body from her position beneath him on the floor. It was quite a sight, enough to set her both salivating and quivering with impatience. She still found it hard to compute the way she’d taken to pain with such keen anticipation, but there it was. Lots of other people felt the same way, and they couldn’t all have gotten it wrong. Besides, she could now say from personal experience, that it made her feel totally stoked.
“Please flog me, Master, I’ve been real bad.”
“What have you done?”
“I’ve had wicked thoughts about Leo’s cock.”
“Well, that is pretty bad.”
He brought the flogger down without warning her to expect it. It strung rather than hurt, and the multiple stings quickly turned to sizzling pleasure. The flogger was gentler than the wooden spoon had been, perhaps because the multiple thongs spread the impact. He used it on her half a dozen times, breathing heavily, then told her to turn over and lay on the rug with her legs splayed. Once she’d done so, he brought the thongs down directly over her pussy.
“Argh!” God, but if felt good!
“You like that, darlin’?”
“Yes, Sir. I deserve it for my bad thoughts, too.”
“Think you could take me doing this to you in front of the others in the dungeon?”
Could she? “Yes,” she said, not really having to think about it. “If it would please you.”
“You please me, sweet thing.” He threw the flogger aside, knelt between her spread thighs, and sent her a wicked smile. “Payback time.”
He hoisted her legs over his shoulders, lowered his head to lick at her clit, then sucked hard on it. Darcy cried out, a combination of surprise and pleasure. Her butt was sore from the double battering it had received, but pleasantly so. Fiery vibes coursed through her as his wicked tongue hit all the right spots. Without lifting his head from between her legs, he reached for something and thrust it into her cunt. A vibrator, she thought as she absorbed the massive toy and he switched it on. The combination of that, and the feel of his lips sucking and nipping at her clit drove her wild. He hadn’t shackled her hands this time, and so she plunged her fingers into his thick hair, pushing his head down, lifting her hips so he could take in more of her distended flesh.
The muscles clenched in her belly when one of his fingers reached behind her and played her with anus. She exploded in his mouth violently as shards of pleasure blasted her body in unstoppable waves that left her panting and giddy. She hadn’t felt it building, and the sensation was so unexpected, so intense, it stunned her fragmented senses.
“I should have done that to you in front of Leo,” Ross said, lifting his head and licking her juices from his lips. “You taste mighty fine, honey.”
“Thank you, Sir,” she said subserviently. “Err, can I ask you something?”
“Anything, sugar.”
“Do you and Leo ever get it on?”
“No, I don’t go for other men, nor does Leo.” Ross chuckled. “He wouldn’t have the energy, because he now has two permanent subs. It was his way of warning the needy one off, and seems to have worked. Sometimes he plays with just one or the other of them, other times he has them both in the dungeon with him, playing with him and each other. Always draws an audience.”
“You’re some voyeur.”
He laughed. “You better believe it, darlin’.” He removed the vibrator, stood up and extended a hand, pulling her easily to her feet. “Come on, that was just the appetizer.”
He led her to the bed, told her to lay down on her front and this time did have her raise her arms above her head so he could shackle her hands to the headboard. The bed dipped when he climbed on behind her and started playing with her backside, caressing it with bold sweeps of his hands. Then he brought his lips and teeth into play, licking, sucking and gently biting her tender flesh.
“You ready to let me fuck your backside?” he asked, when she could no longer remain passive and squirmed beneath his marauding tongue.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied without hesitation. “But please don’t hurt me.”
He leaned forward and kissed each buttock in turn. “I’d never hurt you. Always remember that.”
“I know you wouldn’t intentionally, but I’m nervous.”
“No need to be.” He sent a line of kisses down her spine, causing her entire body to tingle, and her fear to dissipate. “Get up on your knees and rest your weight on your forearms.” She wiggled into position. “Comfortable?”
“Yes, Master.”
He went to work with cool lube, rubbing it into her anus until she relaxed and allowed his finger inside. This time she didn’t try to fight him, because she trusted him absolutely, and knew he would make her feel good. Even better than he already had, because everything he did to her exceeded her expectations. Besides, if Tanya could do this and enjoy it, so, too, could she.
“I’ve got something for you. Almost forgot about it, what with all the excitement.” Ross leaned over her, moved her hair aside, and fastened a studded collar around her neck. “There, now everyone will know you’re mine. Does it feel okay?”
“Yes, it feels real good, Master.”
“You need to wear that all the time you’re in this house, just like Tanya wears hers.”
“Yes, Sir, I’ll do that.” She paused. “Can I ask something else?”
“What do you need to know?”
“Well, Tanya. Have you…err, you know?”
Ross laughed. “No, honey, only Ward gets to fuck her.”
“I see.”
Ross returned his attention to her backside, sometimes reaching beneath her to tweak a nipple, or her clit, which was already swollen again.
“That’s a good girl,” he said in a hypnotic cadence as he slipped two fingers into her backside. “You’re going to be so good at this, I just know it.”
He tugged lightly on the back of her collar, distracting her as he slid a third finger into her and then moved all three of them around, exploring, getting her used to the intrusion, presumably.
“Oh!”
“Yeah, oh. I did warn you.” He sounded smugly satisfied as he withdrew his fingers. “You’re ready for me, darlin’. I’m putting lube on my cock, so it will slip in easier. Next time I’ll have you do it for me. Now, I’m ready. Just remember to safe word me if it gets too much.”
He grabbed her hips firmly and slid the tip of his cock into her backside. She immediately tensed up against it.
“Relax, sugar. Let me in, and it’ll blow your mind. Trust me on this.”
“It burns.”
“It won’t for long, I promise.” He pushed in a little more, and she gasped. “All right?”
“Yes, it feels better now.”
“Better good, or better okay?” he penetrated a little deeper, withdrew almost all the way and then thrust in again.”
“Much better.”
“Then you’ll be needing this.”
He reached beneath her and slid a small vibrator into her pussy. Her heart kicked up another notch as she took it in, feeling overfull, and yet not full enough. Ross worked her backside with slow, easy strokes, at the same time reaching forward to play with her clit. He set up a steady rhythm, and Darcy instinctively moved with him, feeling no pain, just growing pleasure, and a deep, selfish longing for something she didn’t fully understand. She’d only just come in his mouth, but already she was in fire, wanting, needing more of him—needing his approval even more.
“That’s it, babe, now we’re really fucking. I just wish we had your camera set up so you could see yourself.”
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p; “We can do that next time, if it would please you, Master.”
“Everything you do pleases me, darlin’. You’ll be a sensation when I take you downstairs. But right now, we need to take this carefully. Don’t want to work you too hard and cause damage.”
He upped the pace with frustrating care, and Darcy greedily absorbed everything on offer. It was beyond enlightening. It stoked an inner need she had no idea she possessed, pushing her beyond her limits as the sexual magnetism between them ignited and her body went into free fall.
“Master,” she gasped. “Please, I have to—”
“No you don’t, sweet thing. We’ve barely started.” But he penetrated her a little harder, as though deliberately trying to make her come, testing her, teasing, always teasing. Darcy was in seventh heaven. She had no idea she’d been missing out on so much pleasure for so many years. Not that she’d been with anyone else she could imagine doing this with, but still…
Ross tugged on her collar again, and the restriction it placed on her airways short-circuited her brain. All her synapses fired together, and the slender hold she had on her self-control slipped. She cried out, her voice loud and demanding as she erupted in a starburst of pleasure. Volcanic passion ripped through her as Ross’s thick cock pushed against the sensitive walls of her backside and the vibrator in her pussy hit exactly the right spot. A keening sound echoed around the room as she rode the crest of her orgasm. It took her a while to realize it was coming from her.
“Shit, Darcy!”
She felt Ross explode inside her anus, his sperm hot, scorching her sore walls. She loved every agonizing second of it, even though her forearms were trembling from the strain of holding her position. As soon as the final shock waves faded, she fell on her side, laughing, panting, totally dazed. Ross released her hands, removed the vibrator, and tenderly wiped her cunt and backside clean with a damp cloth.
“How was that?” he asked, gathering her into his arms, a smug smile on his sculpted lips, like he already knew the answer.
* * * *
Ross thought it was a pretty stupid question, but one that still needed to be asked, even if the expression on her face did all the talking for her. It was a combination of astonishment, pleasure, and complete sexual gratification.
“My education is coming along leaps and bounds,” she replied. “I had absolutely no idea.”
“You still don’t, honey. That was just a taster.”
“Then I look forward to the main course.”
He held her in a tight, possessive hug. “I don’t think I could ever get tired of fucking you. Of teaching you about all the stuff I like to do.”
She wiggled in his arms, and sent him a sexy smile of invitation. “Then teach me. I like your methods.”
Ross laughed. “Rest first, woman. I’m exhausted, even if you’re not.”
“Hmm.”
She snuggled down, using his shoulder as a pillow. In spite of her supposed disappointment, within seconds her breathing became slow and regular. She was sound asleep, and Ross spent the next goodness knows how long simply watching her, holding her, trying to deny the pull he felt toward her. Reminding himself of all the reasons why it was a seriously bad idea to get involved with her. His reasons were sound, but they made him miserable. Never had it been harder to do the right thing. He thought of her little girl, and knew he had no choice.
Eventually he, too, fell asleep.
When Ross woke, it was already early morning. How had that happened? He had anticipated keeping Darcy up half the night, making the most of her while he still could. Instead, they appeared to have slept for hours. Ross peered through a gap in the drapes. It was seven in the morning, barely light and the snow was falling heavily still. Good, there would be no skiing today. They could remain here, and if he played his cards right, he’d persuade Darcy to put in an appearance in the dungeon that night. That was one thing they could do without fear of repercussions while they waited out the weather.
She was still sound asleep, and he resisted the urge to wake her by introducing her to his morning erection. Instead he slipped out of bed, trying not to disturb her, in urgent need of the can. He peed, took a closer look outside, and nodded. Yep, he and Darcy would be spending the entire day in bed. Ross flashed a grin. There was a lot he could teach her in a whole day. But first she needed sustenance. He’d bring them both some breakfast, then get down to business.
Ross pulled on sweatpants and went bare-chested down to the kitchen off the lounge where Tyrell usually laid on a breakfast buffet for the guys. He had made no concession to the bad weather, and the hot food was there on the sideboard, just like always. No one else was about, so Ross helped himself and carried a tray full of food and coffee back upstairs. Darcy was sitting up when he returned to their room. She looked up at him, placed her cell phone on the nightstand, indulged in a graceful feline stretch, and sent him an engaging smile. The sight of her naked torso, her lovely pert nipples a deep raspberry pink, had Ross salivating. He recalled their breakfast, and pushed his lustful thoughts aside.
“Morning, sweetheart. Sleep well?”
“Hmm. Like a log. Haven’t slept so well in months.”
Ross chuckled. “You expelled a lot of energy. Are you okay? Not too sore?”
She grinned. “Not sore at all.”
“That’s good to know, but no more lessons until I’ve fed you. Is that clear?”
She pouted. “Yes, Master.”
He laughed, and set the tray on the table in the sitting room. “Come on, move your cute butt. The food’s getting cold. No, you don’t need that,” he said, when she reached for a robe. “You’re fine just the way you are.”
She muttered something about bossy males that would earn her another spanking later, then shrugged and wandered naked to the dining table. Ross gave her a glass of orange juice, and poured coffee for her. She tucked into bacon and scrambled eggs, following it up with toast and honey.
“I’ll gain pounds if I keep eating like this,” she said, her hair delightfully tousled as she pushed it away from her face.
“Nah, I’ll keep you well exercised.”
She glanced out of the window. “No work today then?”
“Nope.”
“I got a call from Garcia just before you came back.” Ross’s head shot up. “It woke me up. He actually apologized for not bringing Chloe to see me yesterday, and said he couldn’t today either because of the weather.” She frowned. “He’s being all nice instead of threatening me. I can’t help wondering why?”
“I’ll mention it to Leo. It sounds as though Garcia’s getting desperate. The carrot and stick approach isn’t working anymore, and you’re starting to make demands of your own. He knows he’s pushed you too far, and so he’s turning on the charm, being reassuring, in an effort to recover lost ground.”
“Do you think he intended to let me see Chloe?”
“Doubt it, but try not to worry. You’ll have her back real soon. Did he have anything else to say for himself?”
“No, I told him I couldn’t work today because of the conditions, so there was nothing I’d be able to find out for him.”
“Good girl. There was nothing he could say to that.”
“No.”
She looked distracted, and Ross knew her thoughts were with her daughter. He wished there was something more he could say or do to reassure her. The only option was to distract her, and distractions was something he just happened to excel at. He cleared their breakfast plates, and returned them to the tray. He’d take them back down later. Right now, he had the mother of all distractions to work on.
“Anything you’d like to do today?” he asked casually.
“Well,” she said, plucking her lower lip with her forefinger, her eyes losing the dull sheen they had taken on when she was thinking about Chloe. “How about getting me ready to appear in the dungeon tonight? What do I need to do?”
Chapter Sixteen
It was now eight in the evening. Dar
cy and Ross had spent the entire day in his rooms, doing things that it made her blush to just think about. Things that had blown her mind and rocked her world. She slept for two hours solid late in the afternoon. Ross woke her and fed her a light dinner.
“Can’t eat too much, darlin’, he said cheerfully. “Not if we’re gonna put on a good performance later.”
“No, I guess not.” She couldn’t look at him.
“What is it?” He reached across the table, placed a finger beneath her chin and tilted it upward. “Are you having second thoughts? We absolutely don’t have to do this if you’d rather not.”
“No, I do want to,” she replied, realizing that she really did. “I’m just a little nervous. Worried I won’t be good enough. I’m still pretty new to all this.”
Ross laughed aloud. “Baby, you’ll be perfect. And your lack of experience is half the appeal. Besides, you have nothing to worry about. I doubt there’ll be many people in tonight, what with the weather an’ all.” It was still snowing, although not quite so hard.
“All the guys who live here will show up, though.”
“Probably. Is that what concerns you?”
“A bit, I guess, but I’ll put them out of my mind and concentrate on you, just like you showed me this afternoon.” She smiled across at him. They were both naked, and she was getting used to being so. In fact, she hadn’t worn a stitch of clothing all day, other than garments Ross had her wear when he was fucking her. “I wouldn’t dare to do anything else, because I want to please you. Besides, you’re a very good distraction.”
“Glad to be of service, ma’am. And just so you know, everything you do pleases me.” He stood up, and reached for her hand. “Come on, you’re going to have a long soak in a hot bath. It will help to relax you. There’s time yet.”
“Will you join me?”
“Nope.” He shook his head decisively. “You know what will happen if I do, and I want you horny as fuck when we get downstairs.”
“You only have to touch me and I’m horny.”