Kinky Book Club Trilogy: Written Submission, unSubmissive and Undercover Submissive

by Daisy Philips

  “I don’t need to penetrate you with my penis to give you an orgasm my sweet. Between my hands and mouth and a large array of toys, if you are a good girl, by the time this first scene is done, you’ll experience multiple orgasms. And if you are a really good girl, one of these days I’ll introduce you to a little something called forced orgasm torture.”

  Lexi couldn’t hold back a moan at the thought, but then she choked it off abruptly.

  Andrew laughed. “Moaning is acceptable, Lexi. In fact, any sound that lets me know what you enjoy and what you don’t are allowed. Just don’t form any actual words without permission. Now, I’m just going to get a few things from the cabinet and we can begin.”

  He walked over to the cabinet. Inside were a selection of implements he’d personally selected and placed on the shelves. Doms were expected her adhere to the highest degree of hygiene and safe practices. The club also had large bowls of condoms scattered around the club and in all the private rooms as well as lube dispensers and plenty of clean towels and blankets which were used during aftercare.

  He picked out a feather, a riding crop, two types of floggers, neither of them very painful, and a small vibrator. When she got more experience, he’d add heavier floggers, nipple clamps, and if he was very lucky and she turned out to enjoy pain, he’d add his belt and maybe even a cane or two.

  But this was her first experience, so he would start her off easy. He added the implements to a small rolling table that was stored in the corner and rolled it closer to the spanking bench. He stopped for a moment to admire her full round ass. It really was quite perfect.

  There was one thing wrong with the picture, though. Her thighs were too close together. He hadn’t wanted to freak her out so he’d only separated her thighs by about six inches. Time to rectify that. He reached down and turned a crank. The thigh supports slowly widened. Lexi yelped but didn’t say a word. He smiled. She was learning.

  He moved between her spread legs. He could see the moisture running down her inner thighs. She was turned on. She was turned on! His already stirring cock hardened instantly.

  “So, my sweet, I see you are really enjoying your first taste of bondage.”

  “Nope. I mean…”

  He smacked her luscious ass twice and reached down to scoop up a little of her nectar. He made sure she could hear the smacking sound his lips made when he sucked the cream off his finger.

  “You are delicious, pet. I look forward to making a meal out of you during out next session. But today, we need to get back to sensation play. You are not going to distract me from my plan, you understand me pet?”

  “Distract you? How did I distract you? I’m tied up tighter than a trussed--- Ouch!”

  He’d smacked her again, harder this time.

  “Hey why did you---“

  Smack. This time his hand hit lower, between her spread thighs and included her sweet swollen little clit which he could just catch a glimpse off. She moaned and when he didn’t remove his hand, she tried to hump his hand, at least as much as her very limited mobility would allow her too.

  He grinned. She’d enjoyed that. Maybe teaching her the joys of BDSM might be easier than he had expected.

  He stepped back and picked up the feather and the lightest of the floggers. He moved to her side and started with her left butt cheek, all pink and rosy from his hand. He drew the feather along the line where her ass met her thigh and then over her hip and along her rib cage where he paused for a moment, enjoying watching her squirm.

  When he moved to her head, he squatted down. She was blind folded, but she tried to turn in his direction. He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before reaching out to torment her breasts which were dangling on either side of the support bar. They were every bit as amazing as he had expected and her nipples drawn up into hard points which he tormented ruthlessly. He used the feather on one while he pinched and twisted the other and then switched. The while time she moaned and squirmed, but she didn’t ask him to stop, not even when he asked her how she was doing.

  “Give me a status, pet.”

  “Greeeeeeeeeen, Sir!” she shrieked as he pinched one nipple hard.

  He stood and moved around to the other side of her body where he repeated his actions until he was once again between her legs. As he expected, there was even more moisture between her thighs. His cock was now trying to escape from the confines of his pants.

  “You are so damned sexy pet, I’m going to have the teeth of my zipper permanently imprinted on my cock.”

  She was silent for so long that Andrew thought he’d turned her off, but then he saw a gush of moisture. Smiling he reached down and ran a finger along the edge of the entrance to her pussy, but he resisted the urge to press one inside for now.

  He could hear her muttering under her breath. It took him a moment to realize she was whispering please fuck me, please fuck me, over and over and over.

  “Don’t get too excited, pet. This is our first session. I promised you no sex and no, I won’t change my mind. You never, ever renegotiate a scene after it starts. Next time, we’ll take it a little further and I’ll finger fuck you until you scream. Then we’ll discuss full on penetration. For now, we’ll return to sensation play.”

  He slapped her ass with the softer of the two floggers.

  At first Lexi wasn’t sure what it was. By the time she figured out it was a flogger, she didn’t care. The soft thudding of the flogger was like the most amazing massage. She was almost asleep when she felt a bit of a sting. He’d clearly changed floggers and this one hurt… and yet, soon she felt herself drifting again to that happy place. The sensation kept building and suddenly she found herself struggling against the bonds. She was so damned horny.

  Slap!

  He’d hit her between her spread thighs. It took her brain a moment to realize he was still spreading strikes over her back in even, measure strokes. The hit between her thighs must be something else, but her brain couldn’t figure out what it was. Slap. He hit her their again and this time he struck her clit too. The tiny bud felt like it was swollen to twice its size. She felt a surge of sensation so strong that she thought she’d come, but then he stopped.

  “No coming without permission!”

  She moaned unhappily. He laughed at her discomfort and need, but instead of pissing her off, it only increased her arousal. She needed to come so badly.

  “Lexi, I am going to give you ten strong hits on your ass with the flogger and five on your pussy with the crop. Then when you feel the vibrator, you can come as often as you like, no need to ask permission.”

  She waited.

  “That’s a question, pet. Do you agree?”

  “I thought there was no negotiating after a scene begins?”

  He laughed out loud, sounding absolutely delighted. “You are correct, pet. This was always planned as part of the scene, but if you prefer I don’t, I’m giving you a chance to stop the scene early, not asking for your permission to crop your pussy. Last chance. What color are you, pet? What’s your status?”

  Oh, god, those words. Why did his threat no his promise, to crop her pussy make her so desperately horny?

  “I’m still green, Sir.” She managed to choke out the words necessary to make him continue with what he was doing. “And I have to come so damned bad I don’t know if I can hold off.”

  “Just a little bit longer, pet. I promise I’ll make sure you think it’s worth it. Can you do what I ask, Lexi?”

  “I’ll try, Sir.”

  He couldn’t ask for more than that. I wouldn’t need the lube. He pocketed the small vibrator and then began. He’d promised her ten with the flogger and he didn’t dawdle, covering her ass cheeks evenly with strikes before tucking the handle of the flogger into the waistband of his pants. The handle was eight inches long and almost as thick as his cock. He had plans for that handle.

  After only a small pause, he moved on to the crop. Five quick strikes. She wouldn’t know it, but he was taking it eas
y on her. In a few weeks, these light taps wouldn’t satisfy her, but right now, they were causing her to scream out her pleasure.

  One-two-three-four-five. He threw down the crop, grabbed the flogger in one hand and sank it halfway into her pussy as he pressed the vibrator against her clit and turned it on. She screamed and he could almost feel her pussy clamping down on the handle as he slid it in and out of her, slowly at first, then then harder and deeper as she bucked against the bonds. It wasn’t long before her body tensed and then she collapsed limp against the bench.

  He wasn’t quite done. “Give me one more, pet. Can you do that, one more for your Master?”

  “I don’t think it’s possible, but I’ll try.” Her voice was soft and trembled and it took all of his self-control not to shove down his pants and since his dick deep inside her. He wanted to feel the wet pink pussy clamping his dick and he made her come, and he would soon. It was just his turn to show some control. That’s what a Dom did. They looked after their sub like he was doing now.

  He varied the angle of the handle so that it scraped over her g-spot and it wasn’t long before she was bucking against her bonds again. He dialed the switch on the vibrator up a notch and she came screaming out her orgasm.

  When Lexi could think again, she realized she was naked and wrapped in a blanket or really big towel. She didn’t care which. He’d melted her bones. He’d made her come more than once. And he’d kept his promise and not fucked her. Her ass was a bit sore, but nothing major. In fact, she was pretty sure she wouldn’t even have a bruise in the morning.

  “Here, drink this.” His voice was soft but insistent as he held a bottle of water up to her mouth. It wasn’t until he pressed down on her bottom lip and poured some water into her mouth that she realized just how thirsty she was. She tried to reach for the bottle but realized quickly that wasn’t going to happen. He had her swaddled tighter than a newborn so she had to let him hold the bottle. When she’d drunk half a bottle, he put it down and held up a piece of fresh strawberry. After he’d fed her half a dozen pieces, he insisted she drink the rest of the water before he let her return to her nap.

  She knew she should be embarrassed about falling asleep like this. Wasn’t it men who had the reputation of rolling over and going to sleep after sex? Not that she’d had sex with Andrew. In the morning she’d think more about why she was so disappointed that he’d kept his word. Right now, she just needed to sleep, maybe for a week. And then she wanted to play with Andrew again and find out whether this first time had been a fluke or if getting spanked and flogged really did make sex better.

  She yawned.

  “I think it’s time I got you home. Get a good night’s sleep. If you aren’t too tired, have a good long soak in the tub, but not if you are going to fall asleep in it. Then in the morning, I’ve made arrangements for you to have a massage at a spa Master Gabriel’s submissive goes too. If you have a few bruises on your ass, they won’t ask questions.”

  “Oh, you didn’t have to do that, Sir.”

  “Yes I did. It’s part of being a Dominant. I take good care of any submissive in my care, and while you are training, you are mine to look after.”

  Chapter Seven

  “Okay, Lexi, spill!” Nicole demanded.

  “Every dirty, delicious detail, please” Rhonda agreed.

  It was the day after her first play session and she was having a late lunch with her best friends Nicole Plummer, a veterinarian and Rhonda Butterbaugh, an event planner. They’d grown up together in a Chicago suburb and told each other everything. They’d thought her plan was crazy and first and now neither of them wanted to talk about anything but her time with Andrew.

  “Come on, it isn’t that interesting. It’s just another story. Nicole, you must have some great stories from your practice. How’s are those pup your helped rescue from that puppy mill?” Nicole shook her head. “What about you, Rhonda. How’s that big book conference you are planning going? I bet you landed a bunch of big names!”

  Rhonda laughed. “Nice try changing the subject, but we aren’t going to be distracted.”

  “Nope,” Nicole agreed. “Come on, Lexi, you can’t hold out on us. We want to hear everything! No holding out. ”

  “I wasn’t planning to, Nic. It’s just… I need to process it, what happened at the club last night. I just don’t know how to explain it. It was so different than what I thought it would be. When he had me strapped down…”

  “Hold it right there. You are skipping ahead. We want all the details.” Rhonda interjected. “Start at the beginning. When we met a few weeks ago, you’d had your first meeting with Andrew and were working on your checklist. And then what happened…”

  “Well, we met several times and talked and talked and talked.”

  “Talked? Fully clothed?”

  “Yes, Nic. Fully clothed. We talked about BDSM, but we talked about sex and intimacy in general too. Since I didn’t have any experience in the lifestyle, I agreed that I’d try pretty much everything once.”

  “Including sex?”

  “Including sex. I told him I’d had recreational sex before and I was cool with it. I also agreed to let him teach me about sensation play, puppy plan and Total Power Exchange. Luckily we both agreed that golden showers and other icky stuff was off the table for both of us.”

  “And… how was Andrew in the sack?”

  “Don’t know, Rhonda.”

  “What do you mean you don’t know? You said you played last night.”

  “Yes, he tied me down and worked me over with a feather, two different floggers and a riding crop. Then he used what I am pretty sure was the handle of one of the floggers and a vibrator to make me come over and over and over.”

  “But no sex?”

  “No. He told me we need to work up to that. He has to learn my body. He did cuddle me afterwards and sent me to the spa this morning for a full body massage.”

  “Ahhh.” Both of her friends sighed in unison.

  “So what happens next?”

  “That’s up to Master Andrew. I’m the submissive. I’ve agreed to a list of things he’s allowed to do to me and it’s his choice what he does. Because I’m new, we’ll talk about it and agree beforehand. And he’s promised that next week he’ll take me around the club so I can watch some scenes before we play. Last night he was worried I’d see something that alarmed me and I’d back out. Now that I know getting spanked and flogged can actually be pretty sexy, he says I can watch some of the other scenes before we play.”

  “So you are going back? I wasn’t sure you’d go through with this story. I mean, I know how dedicated you are to the story, but this is further undercover than you’ve ever gone.”

  Lexi could hear the concern in Nicole’s voice and sought to reassure her. “To be honest, I wasn’t sure I’d go through with it either, but, Nicole, Rhonda, it was so amazing. Even kneeling at his feet just felt right.”

  “Details, details!”

  Lexi sighed and then grinned. “Fine. He’s around thirty-five with blue eyes, sandy brown hair and makes Brad Pitt look plain. You should see him, tall and lean like a runner, but extremely well-muscled. And he’s nice, really, really nice. In fact, I’m having somewhat inappropriate feelings towards him. He’s the teacher and I’m a student and I have the biggest crush on him. I’m sure it’s just because of how he is so patient and kind and is showing me a side of myself I never knew existed. I was up half of last night trying to capture how I felt for my story. I don’t know what Althea will think, but I think it’s some of the best writing I’ve ever done.”

  “Could it be because you are getting emotionally involved?”

  “Maybe.”

  “Do subs ever have relationships with their training Doms? You’re an adult. He’s an adult.”

  “Yes, subs sometimes do end up with their training Doms and yes, I admit it, I’ve had a few fantasies along those lines…”

  Nicole stared at her for a second. “There’s something y
ou aren’t saying. What’s wrong with Mr. Perfect?”

  “Well, there’s just one little thing... he’s not looking for a submissive. He wants a slave.”

  Chapter Eight

  Lexi let Andrew guide her through the club. She should have felt self-conscious in her new even more revealing corset and thong but most of the subs were wearing less than she was. A few were only wearing a collar and leash. They looked happy, though, very happy.

  Andrew had explained that tonight they’d spend some time in the club before doing her next scene.

  “Now that you’ve had a taste of sensation plan, I think it’s time you had a look at some of the various types of scenes people enjoy. You’ve had a taste of the flogger and know just how enjoyable it can be. Remember that the people you will be seeing have been in the lifestyle a lot longer than you have. Everything you are seeing is consensual and generally pleasurable for both parties. Some of the submissives are serious masochists, they love the pain as much as their Doms enjoy giving it to them. I need your assurance that you will watch quietly and without judgement. Can you do that for me pet?”

  “Yes Sir.”

  “Good.”

  At the sound of the approval in his voice, Lexi felt tingly inside. How did his approval come to mean so much to her so fast? She was pondering this when they stopped at their first scene. It was suspension. The submissive was bound in intricately beautiful ropes and was hanging from the ceiling. The expression on her face was beatific as her Dom caressed her body. It changed as he used a large vibrating dildo to bring her to a screaming orgasm. Lexi was intrigued by the bondage and wondered what it would be like to be the one suspended for all to see while Andrew worked her over like that.