by Liz Gavin
“Yes, Cindy, yes. That’s it! Hit harder. I’m coming!”
I’m shrieking and thrusting. I’d fall flat on the floor if she weren’t holding me so tight because my legs are wobbly. Cindy is also nearing her orgasm because she trembles from head to toe and grunts loud.
“Cindy, you’re awesome. You even sound hot.” I kiss her, hard, as I slide a finger inside her. “Give it to me, babe!”
She loses her control first and hammers me deeper and harder a couple of more times before she wails and her body spasms around her end of the double dildo, and hot liquid squirts out of her. I stand up straight and hold her tight in my arms to try and calm her down but the sight of her mind-blowing orgasm and all the tension built inside my own body explode when she pinches my clitoris. I moan and gasp and we both slide down to the floor of the shower forming a heap of arms still holding each other, legs still entwined.
“Gosh, you are beautiful,” she whispers to me as our foreheads lean against each other and we try to catch our breath. “I loved to see you come.”
“And I loved to make you come. You are a vision when you climax.”
I am amazed both by the life-altering orgasm this young woman has just given me and by her reactions to my touch.
“I had never thought I’d be this turned-on seeing another woman come in my arms. I think I’m hooked.”
As I lean my head back on the cold wall, I sense her standing up. I open my eyes to see her grabbing her scattered things but I’m too exhausted to try to move or say anything. Cindy plants a kiss on my shoulder, pinches my nipple for the last time and leaves.
Just like that.
My body still trembles with the aftershocks of a massive orgasm like I’ve rarely had before. I feel faint and close my eyes again. A naughty smile plays on my bruised lips. It’s funny how a little receptionist turned my world upside down. Me, Caroline Ann Sullivan, the wicked witch of the stock market, the business bitch so many people fear but respect brought to my knees by a soft thing with the face of an angel and a devilish, sinful mouth.
“Oh, what a mouth! I’ll remember that mouth for the rest of the day.”
My body clenches at the memories and a shiver runs down my spine.
“Maybe I can give her a promotion, get her to work in my team.”
My smile broadens as I consider the many possibilities the future holds for Ms. O’Rourke’s career at Horizon Inc.
Even though this is the short-story where these characters first appeared, Powerless is not the end of their love triangle. Liz Gavin later wrote her first novel telling their whole story.
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Take to the Domme
WARNING - Erotic Short Story - This 6,500-word short story is intended for adults only due to its graphic language and sexual situations.
When Sam hands Clara over to Jenny, she is shocked and upset. But, like the good sub she is, Clara does as she is told. Only to discover, she might enjoy having a stunning Domme playing with her body. Will Sam be pleased with her?
*** This 6500-word-erotic short is a stand-alone book intended for adults only! It contains graphic language , kinky sex scenes involving a gorgeous Dom, a defiant sub and a hot new Domme, plus lesbian sex, threesomes, ass play, oral skills, double penetration, fingering, sex toys, BDSM, and spanking. Lots of it all!***
Take to the Domme
Liz Gavin
Copyright 2013
Published by Elessar Books
Chapter 1
After the intense, rough sex we’ve just had, Sam allows me some well-deserved, much-needed rest. We still need to go through my second scene tonight. The punishment had been only a very pleasant detour.
I had broken a fundamental rule and defied my Master. I deserved my punishment. Is it that bad I had enjoyed every minute of it? Club Desire’s Terms & Conditions don’t state that subs must hate their Dom’s disciplinary actions. So, I guess I’m cool!
Sam gently unties my wrists and settles my spent body in a comfortable position on the huge four-posted bed, rolling me to the right. I’m awake but so sated I just lay there, not moving. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. As he arranges my limp body on the bed, Sam can’t resist touching me. He scatters butterfly kisses all over my soft skin, running his big hands along the gentle curve of my back and over my delicious butt and long, strong legs. I know he finds my ass delicious because he loves to fuck me there. He fucks, paddles, bites, flogs, licks and fingers my ass in every way he can. Not that I mind, of course.
He moves his hands up my front all the way from my feet to my breasts. He avoids touching my still throbbing sex, though. He wants me to get some rest. But my breasts are too tempting. They are large and spill out of his hands when he cups them. He fondles them and plants wet kisses in the well between my mounds, breathing in my scent; my aftersex perfume, as he calls it.
“I’d be a billionaire if I could bottle and sell your essence.”
He ends the idle, exploratory journey on my face. He grabs it with one hand and whispers in my ear.
“God, you’re gorgeous. Your skin is glowing with that after-great-sex glow. I’m glad I gave it to you.”
My mouth is slightly open, begging for his touch and Sam runs a thumb over my full lips, just a feathery touch. His hand is slightly shaking. He pushes the tip of his thumb inside my hot, wet cavern, past my teeth and slides it over my tongue. I instinctively suck it, licking his digit and feel his cock stir back to life, nudging my flesh. He shudders and inhales sharply.
“If only I could stay here, like this, forever.”
He presses his erection to my butt before pulling himself together and abandoning our sweet cocoon of lust.
“Duty calls.”
He reminds Jenny, who had been lying beside us, watching his movements.
“Let’s go. I need your help to set up the next scene. Clara’s so burnt-out it’s safe to leave her alone for a while. Surely, she won’t get into trouble again.”
He smiles at the petite brunette, that cute lopsided grin that very few re-blooded women can resist.
“Yeah, no worries!”
They get dressed and leave the room as quietly as they can to check on things. I hear them getting out of the room and I try to sleep. I need to. The last couple of hours had drained my body. But I don’t complain. Sam and Jenny have a very satisfied customer in me.
They work here at Club Desire, the best kept secret in New Orleans. Celebrities from around the world come to the Club for their sexcapades. I’m one of them. Being a big name in Hollywood has brought me fame and everything that comes with it, except sexual satisfaction. I’ve been coming to Club Desire for years to get that. My favorite Dom, Sam, has delivered more than I’d asked for tonight. Bringing Jenny into the picture had been a genius idea. I’d never thought I’d enjoy having sex with a woman. He knows me better than myself.
They’ve prepared something special for me later tonight. I don’t know what but Sam insisted I’ll need all my energy. I force myself to relax and in no time at all, I’m in a beautiful, sunny dream landscape.
“You’ve come!”
I shout and run towards Sam, throwing my arms around his neck, giggling. He swirls me around, laughing, and holds me tight against his body. Then, he slowly sets my feet back on the ground pressing each of my generous curves against his hard body on my way down. He pulls back just enough to look at me, enjoying what he sees, while his hands keep a firm grip on my waist. I’m dressed like the Southern ladies of the nineteenth century. Don’t ask me why but I always dress like that when I dream of Sam.
“You look lovely, my dear. As always, I might add.”
“It’s awful kind of you to say that, Sir. Thank you.”
I make a quick curtsy. But there’s a definitely sassy glint in my green eyes. I grab both his hands and pull him as I walk towards a small gazebo, framed by vines with colorful wild flowers scattered all over it, that’s standing a few feet away. He follo
ws me to the relative shelter of the construction, unable to deny my wishes. Nor his.
I lean against the railing pulling him close, wrapping my arms around his waist and lifting my smiling face towards his. When our mouths are mere inches apart, I stop and wait for his next move.
Sam stares into my green gaze, his blue eyes are half covered by his lids as he tries to keep himself in check. I arch my body further into his, connecting each dangerous curve to his angular self before running the tip of my pink tongue over my lower lip. I’ve got a knowing, smug glint in my eyes when I whisper, ever so softly, against his mouth.
“Haven’t you missed me, Sir?”
That’s too much for his sanity but he manages to keep a straight face and remain silent, staring at my mouth, hypnotized. To his shame, though, the rest of his body decides to rebel against his good intentions and his cock stiffens inside his pants. He feels powerless when his eyes follow my lips as they curve up in a wicked smile. There’s no way I could have missed the nudging of his steel-hard shaft against my soft pussy. He actually moans before pulling my head towards him and crashing my lips.
“I’m doomed!”
I purr and clutch at his broad shoulders. I need to stand on my toes to reach his height which is a considerable feat since I’m a tall woman. His tongue plunges inside my mouth and I twirl my own around it. He tastes, teases, and consumes me. I feel lightheaded and pull us both back further against the railing for support. He grinds his crotch against my softness and I arch my head back. He leaves my mouth to kiss his way down the white column of my throat, biting hard and softly, sucking and licking it. I tear at his shirt to free his chest from the inconvenient barrier.
“I need to feel you against my skin.”
That’s the beauty of dreaming. I get to call the shots here. Not a sub anymore. I cover his nipples first with my hands, then with my mouth. I suck the hard nubs, pulling one at a time inside my mouth, as my hands scratch his back. I dig my nails in the strong muscles of his butt pressing him against my wet crotch. I bite and stretch the tips of his nipples until he yanks me away and kisses me hard to avoid spilling his seed inside his own pants.
He reaches down, lifts my leg up and holds it by my thigh as he stabs me with his hard erection through the layers of our clothes. I gasp but he gives me no time to recover, working his arousal against the dampness between my thighs. I buck against him, gripping his shoulders for balance. My catlike eyes have a devilish glint as my soft hand travels south along the hard landscape of this chest. I unbuckle him as fast as a lightening, pulling my prize out. His pants drop to his feet and he kicks them out of the way.
I run my fingers along the silken shaft, gripping, stroking Sam’s flesh. His breathing falters. He fights to control his body. I smile at the way his cock jerks against my hand, swelling, begging for my attention.
He pulls my head to kiss me harder now, the urgency stokes my own fire. I can smell his arousal and am dying to drink him in, to feel the large mushroom head against my tongue. I swirl us both around before dropping to my knees, so fast he couldn’t have stopped me, even if he wanted to. Sam is leaning against the gazebo railing now and I put both my hands on his thighs to keep my balance.
“It’s so beautiful.”
I sigh before starting to kiss him, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock and sucking the drops of moisture, the salty taste teasing my senses. I breathe in his musky scent as I open my mouth to enclose his hardness. Sam fights back a groan when he sees me on my knees, and when my tits rub his naked thighs as I move my body against his.
“God, if you keep that up, I just might explode”
“That’s the idea, silly.”
I wrap my fingers around him, pumping his shaft, exerting the right pressure on all the right places. He tangles his hands in my red curls and clenches his jaws determined to keep his body under control. But I have other plans for my Dom. I close my mouth around his cock, pushing it slowly inside the wet heat of my mouth as the wicked tip of my tongue flicks across his slit. When I run my tongue along his length, bottom to top, his thighs quiver. Sam manages to keep his balance by digging his fingers into my hair, scraping my scalp. But he can’t suppress the roar that escapes him.
I feel his ecstasy reflected in my own aching cunt. My clit is hard and the moisture that has been pooling between my legs slowly overflows my sex and drips along my thighs. We can both smell it but I’m only concerned about his satisfaction. My own gratification is in knowing that I’m able to give him so much pleasure. That’s reward enough.
I grab his buttocks as I bob my head up and down, faster as he slides down my throat. He’s so big I need to open my mouth wide and breathe through my nose. My moans come out muffled because of his cock and I make loud slurping noises as I squeeze his balls tight and feel Sam bucking against my hands. I dig my fingers on his butt cheeks, then, spread them apart. I run a slender finger along his crack. He inhales deeply. I play with his back hole, teasing it with the tip of my finger. Then, I enter him, fucking his ass with two fingers. I stretch his hole as I suck his dick and squeeze his balls. Sam is so frantic he fucks my face like he would do to my cunt. No mercy. I feel his balls tightening as I find the little hidden pleasure spot inside his ass. I press hard and that triggers his climax.
“Aargh!”
He wails as his control slips away completely. I swallow his cum as he explodes down my throat. I suck his shaft hard and lick it thoroughly. I don’t want to waste any of his delicious honey. I look up at his beautiful classic features now contracted in a mask of pure ecstasy. His head is thrown back, his deep blue eyes are closed to the world and his mouth hangs open. He’s moving it but he’s unable to articulate any coherent sounds. His whole muscular body is still shaking in the throes of passion. He is a vision of lustful beauty and fulfillment and I’m responsible for that. That is power and I thrive in it. I sigh deeply. As I let go of his softening cock, wipe my mouth and stand up in front of him.
Suddenly, everything around me starts to fade away. I stretch my hand but it goes through Sam’s body. He’s slowly vanishing. I fight to stay in the dream. I don’t want to let go of my dream lover but something is disrupting my plans. Distant noises and delicious sensations invade my dream. A soft, naked body presses against mine. Hot hands touch my pussy, a naughty finger enters me, searching my clit. A wet, delicious mouth teases my breasts, biting and licking my nipples. I’m pulled back to the reality of the bed, the suite and my Master.
“Oh, god, I’ve got to wake up!”
I sit upright and my elbow connects to something soft.
“Ouch!”
Jenny is sitting beside me, looking out of breath.
“Are you hurt? What happened?”
My elbow had hit her breast when I woke up so unexpectedly catching her off guard. Now, she’s having difficulty breathing. And the touch of my fingers on the hand she’s got over her own breast takes the rest of her breath away. Jenny inhales sharply, calming her heartbeats down before answering me. Her throaty voice sounds sexy.
“It is nothing. You were sleeping and couldn’t have known I was hovering all over you. Don’t worry. It was nothing. You caught me by surprise, that’s all.”
“Here, let me see it. You’ll get a nasty bruise if you don’t massage the spot right away. To get the blood circulating, you know.”
I’m still a little groggy and my thoughts are clouded by the dream induced haze mingled with the lust my dream lover and my human Domme had awoken in my body. I wouldn’t do this if I were thinking straight. I brush Jenny’s hand away and cup her bruised breast. Her silken skin is red, the spot is sore and Jenny takes a deep breath at the shock of my palm pressing against her skin. I rub the young girl hard and her whole body trembles in response to the jolt of energy that travels through her. She closes her eyes at the delicious sensation I’m arousing in her. For a crazy moment she forgets I am a big Hollywood star. She forgets where we are, and indulges in a little fantasy of her own.
Sam returns to the suite and is greeted by the steamy, kinky display we present. I bet this is something he’s been dreaming of for some time. I, his little pet, sitting on the bed, my naked upper body so close to Jenny’s that my nipples are touching her arm, as I fondle her delectable breast.
I search his expression for any sign of annoyance at my behavior. I find only a smug smile on his lips. He must be congratulating himself on the good idea he had, inviting the gorgeous Domme to join us. He signals me to go on and I oblige. I’m very happy to, by the way. He stays in the shadows and sits on the overstuffed chair opposite the bed. He gets comfortable to watch us. I decide to give him something to dream about when I see him opening his pants and taking his huge cock out.
Sam had brought Jenny to the suite earlier to help him give me a lesson. I had played with myself without his consent and that’s a big ‘no-no’ for a sub. He needed to discipline me and he asked Jenny to fuck me. He knew I had never been with a woman before and thought the humiliation would teach me to behave in the future. The twist in the story is I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. However, I’m still fighting with this truth. I can’t admit it to myself.
Now, I’m fully awake and conscious of all the sensations Jenny is provoking in me. It’s hard to breathe and my heart is beating out of time. My fingers are trembling a little and I no longer remember why I was supposed to knead this soft globe under my hand. I lift my gaze and feel lost when I meet Jenny’s clear blue eyes. I reluctantly lean down until I feel the warmth of her breath mingling with mine. I stop, unable to decide what to do next, afraid of something I can’t quite figure out.
“Why don’t you kiss me, Clara? Weren’t you happy with your new Domme earlier tonight?”
Jenny teases me, a dimpled smile splitting her delicious mouth. She knows how much I enjoyed her and is confident enough in her power over my body to joke about it. I hesitate a little longer, staring at her tempting mouth. She frames my face in her small, soft hands, holding me in place. She seizes my mouth in a passionate kiss. Her tongue invades me without mercy or hesitation and she sucks my tongue and nibbles my lip. I inhale her scent and Jenny sighs inside my mouth.