Through the Eyes of a Male Submissive

by Andie Lea

  I blame myself for this mess. Oh Ryan, let your brother talk you into going to a nightclub in Vegas. Oh Ryan, if you don’t dance with this woman you are going to regret it for the rest of your life. Oh Ryan, just agree to the woman’s contract so you can keep her in your life. The massive amount of shit that flies through my head since I have met this woman!

  Then again, where in the hell would I be without her? Alone, lost in the world of work. The woman has a way of stressing and de-stressing me out at the same damn time! She is my breath of fresh air in this air-polluted world. She is also the cause of my hair turning gray.

  Would I change a single thing from the last few months? Absolutely not! This woman is the only thing I look forward to when I wake up from day-to-day. She is the last face I see every night and the one I want to wake up to in the morning. I love her.

  * * * *

  The Floating House, Seattle, Washing. Via Johnson (Soon to be Rayner!)

  The stereo in the living was on full blast with Taylor Swift’s latest album.

  With drinks in our hands, we danced around like a bunch of drunken fools. Leslie, the youngest of our clique, made her way closer to me. “How do you like the new house? I can’t believe all of us get to stay here until the wedding. Well, we do. You get to go back home to Mister Elegance himself.” She giggled.

  I rolled my eyes at her. “He isn’t as bad as everyone claims. He is sweet and loving once you really get to know him.”

  She held up her hand, staggering to stand since she was a little on the tipsy side.

  “None of this mushy-gushy shit.”

  Grinning at me, she continued, “We are here to celebrate your freedom while it lasts. You have what, a little over a month until you walk down the aisle?”

  “I bet the two of you bump heads a lot, don’t you? He is overbearing and so in control, and you are quite the control freak and perfectionist. Tell me something, who wears the pants?”

  “He does when I allow him to take them off of me.”

  We stared at each other for the longest time before, as if on cue, we both roared out in laughter. Her laugh was quiet, but her snorting made her loud.

  Once she was finally able to contain herself, she said, “I don’t know, but somehow, I am not surprised by that.”

  “Who wants to go diving, y‘all?” Tory, the southern belle, chimed in as she strode between us.

  She set her drink down on the bar and sauntered to the back of the house, closest to the water. Rachael, Leslie, and I all stared in horror at each other. The last time she had a bright idea like this, a couple of us ended up in the hospital with a concussions. The three of us ran after her at the same time.

  I was the first one to catch up to her.

  “Victoria, no. We can’t dive off a two-story railing. It’s too dangerous.”

  Stripping out of her clothes, kicking her pants off and leaving her panties intact, she teased, “Awe, did Mister Domineering tell you this?”

  My face burned hot at her bitter words. “Fine, you want to jump, let’s jump!” I stripped my clothes off as well and climbed on to the railing with her.

  She grinned when I looked over. “Ready?”

  Before we could even start counting, she had already leaped and flipped into the water. Rising up to the surface, she hollered that I needed leap my little ass into the water.

  Laughing, I flung myself off the railing and into the water. I could feel the wetness, but couldn’t see because my mind had slipped into blackness.

  “Tory, you idiot, you killed her!” I heard Rachael shout.

  More than two hands were touching me, as they lifted me up. I attempted so many times to open my eyes, but my brain wouldn’t allow it.

  * * * *

  Northwest Hospital-Seattle, Washington. Madison White.

  I knew it! I just had the feeling something horrible was going to happen! Now, there were three frightened women pacing the waiting room of the ER. I would be pacing like a motherfucker too if one of my best friends had smacked her head on concrete.

  Once I showed them my badge, the nurses let me pass through to Via’s room. Sitting here, I contemplated how in the hell I was going to explain this one to Mister Rayner. One thing’s for sure, he is going to be pissed! He gave me specific orders not to allow the girls to do anything rambunctious. What was supposed to be good, clean fun had turned into a living nightmare.

  The doctor came in and mentioned the words comatose and brain swelling. I had no idea what in the hell he was talking about! Digging my phone out of my pocket, I unlocked the screen and dialed Ryan’s phone. “Hello, sir, we have a little situation here…” Here comes the ass chewing!

  Chapter Sixteen

  Shit! Damn! Fuck!

  How in the hell could a FBI agent allow such recklessness to happen? My anger raged as I flew in through the ER entrance. I did not stop at the receptionist’s desk. Instead, I breezed right past as a nurse shouted. Charlie would take care of her for me. I had one person on my mind now.

  “What in the hell happened to her now?”

  Madison just about jumped out of her skin as I rushed into the room. Once she was able to restart her heart, she looked up at me with sadness in her eyes. “Olivia jumped off the second story railing into the water with one of the girls. When she leaped, she didn’t push herself out far enough, which caused her to hit the concrete edge before landing in the water.”

  Before I permitted myself to start shaking out of fury, I needed her to answer a few more questions. “What has the doctor said?”

  “The blow was pretty hard, and it’s the reason why she has slipped into a comatose state. She has some swelling in her brain. If she does not come to, they have no choice but to admit her into the Intensive Care Unit. They will be here in a moment to transfer her.” She moved her head back as if I were about to slap her, which didn’t sound like such a bad idea at the moment!

  “Where were you when all of this was taking place?”

  She looked down and back up. “I had just returned from picking up the take-out the girls had requested. I got Via here as soon as I could, sir. I am so very sorry.”

  I held up my hand and shook my head. “The details are not important now. We will talk about everything later.”

  Nodding, she stood up and walked out of the room.

  I sat down at the foot of Via’s bed, rubbing my palms across my lap to wipe the sweat off. My handcuff ring Via put on me a few days ago made a weak noise against my jeans. A grin appeared on my face as I adjusted it. That woman is always doing something to me!

  “Baby, please, you have to wake up.” I took her hand. “I have a huge day planned for us tomorrow. My sister, Amanda, will be flying in to see us. You just have to wake up, baby. She has been dying to meet you ever since my mother told her about the wedding. She said she has to meet the woman who has quite effortlessly pulled off the impossible—taming my wild ass.” I brought her hand up to my lips and kissed her fingers. Her heart monitor began beeping like a bat out of hell.

  One of Via’s friends appeared in the doorway, Leslie I believe. “Ryan, I am so sorry about everything. Via tried to stop Tory, but Tory said something that made Via want to jump.” She walked into the room with the other two tagging along.

  “She’s going to wake up soon. I know it. Watch this.” I kissed her hand again and the monitor hooted like crazy again.

  They watched in amazement. I stood up and took a few steps back, hoping her eyes were going to flutter open at any given moment. Sure enough, her eyelids flew open and she gazed around the room without moving a muscle.

  The girls rushed to her bed, surrounding her. “Via, are you alright? I am so sorry about everything.” The guilt in Tory’s voice sounded sincere.

  Sitting up, she glared at them in confusion. “What happened? Where am I?”

  “Alright, let’s give Via some breathing room, shall we?” I said, as I strolled up from behind them.

  I couldn’t help but smile at my a
lert woman. “Hey baby, how are you feeling?”

  Her facial expression went from confused to horrified in a matter of seconds.

  She gripped the sheet with both hands as she glanced at her friends. “Who is the dude, and why is he calling me baby?”

  “You don’t have the slightest clue who he is, do you?” the leader of the group asked.

  Via shook her head, bringing her attention back to me. “You do seem strangely familiar. Have we met before?”

  My heart sank at the fact she had no idea who I was.

  The doctor strolled in just as I was about to speak. I looked over at him. “There better be an explanation as to why my wife can’t remember who the hell I am!”

  Via almost choked on her own spit before the doctor was able to respond. “Excuse me but…Married?” She began to laugh.

  “I hate to burst anyone’s bubble, but I’m not the marrying type. My friends here say that I am too bossy and a control-freak.”

  I stared at her and smiled. “I know. It is just a few of the many things I love about you.”

  Her eyes widened when I spoke to her. She folded her arms and shook her head, not saying a single word.

  “Memory loss is common for those who have suffered from swelling of the brain,” the doctor began to explain.

  “This guy must have swelling of the groin if he believes he is in love with me,” Via tried mumbling to herself. Everyone in the room heard her and she didn’t even care. “What? Don’t look at me like that. It’s true!”

  The doctor tried to hide his grin. “She will be sore and in pain for a couple of days, maybe weeks. Just familiarize her with her normal surroundings. It tends to help speed the process along in most memory loss cases.” He scribbled his signature on a piece of paper. “I am releasing her, certain she will be in good hands with you, Mister Rayner. If any of the symptoms—massive headaches, vomiting, dizzy spells—become unmanageable within the next twenty-four hours, send her back in to see me,”

  He looked over at her. “You will be just fine, Mrs. Rayner.”

  The expression on her face changed from amused to angry in a matter of seconds after the doctor left the room. She folded her arms. “There is no way in hell I am going home with you, Mister Rayner. I don’t even know you!”

  “Don’t say that, baby. Of course you know who I am. You know me better than anyone in this world.” Sitting at the foot of her bed, I held my hand to her. “I am begging you to trust me here, please.”

  It took her a few minutes, but she managed to take a hold of the hand I extended out for her. “Fine, I will trust you on this.”

  My gut instincts were telling me she knew damn well who I was. Surely she would never make everyone believe she had amnesia.

  If only her friends were not here, I would have tested out this theory of mine, fucking her so hard she would have no choice but to remember me! Oh, fuck the little morals I have left!

  I hovered over her body and plowed my lips into hers, kissing her long and hard. My grin widened when she placed her hands upon my face as if to hold me in place. Oh yeah, she remembers me!

  One of her friends gasped when she saw my hand move to the button of my jeans. “Holy shit! He is going to fuck her with us standing here!”

  It didn’t take long for them to scurry out of the room as I stripped down to nothing. “I’m going to make you remember me, Olivia Rayner!” I said, taking a hold of her wrists and holding them above her head.

  She groaned out in pure pleasure as I inserted my erection into her. “Oh, Mister Rayner, please—fuck me hard!”

  She arched her hips upwards towards me.

  Still having a solid grip on her hands, I pushed further into her the second she adjusted her legs.

  Once the pressure built up, I released her hands and felt her fingernails digging into my back. I moaned when the pressure released into her delicious body.

  * * * *

  “Home sweet home…”

  Climbing out of the car, I walked around the car and held the door for her.

  She stepped out of the car, ignoring my hand I had extended out to her, and gazed around. “It is rather large, isn’t it?”

  I opened the door and allowed her to walk in first. “Let me show you around. This is the living room, through those doors over there are the dining room and kitchen.” I held out my hand for her again. “I would like to show you our bedroom.”

  She hesitantly placed her hand into mine and I led her up the small flight of stairs. “This is what my life has turned out to be—extravagant homes and fucking in public, huh?”

  Looking back at her, I grinned. “You have an amazing life, Via. Your own business and yes, a decent home. Two if you include the one from which you plunged. The word on the street is you have this pretty remarkable fiancé to come home to every night. I heard the poor bastard loves you with every ounce of his heart and soul. I also heard he is a great lover, too.”

  “I already know he is a great lover. I found this one out pretty quick at the hospital, remember? Is this our room?” She opened the door to the playroom and walked in before I had the chance to speak.

  “Holy shit! What the fuck is this? First, you fuck the shit of me at the hospital and now this? What in the hell are we, rabbits?”

  I took a few long strides to catch up with her. “This is our room, but only used for playing.”

  Strolling up to one of the racks, she picked up a crop and made her way back over to me. She stared down at the instrument, tracing it with her index finger. Her eyes blazed at me once she looked up again.

  She whacked my ass as hard as she could. “How fucking dare you Ryan Rayner! How dare you catch on to my amnesia trick and not bust me on it!”

  “Olivia Marie Rayner, were you faking amnesia to avoid being in trouble?” I questioned her, once I was able to catch my breath.

  She smacked my inner thigh this time. “How dare you worry about me faking memory loss to avoid a spanking.” A grin spread across her face.

  “You are one conniving woman. I must give you props though. You had everyone believing, for a minute, that you couldn’t remember shit. You slipped when you let me fuck you on the hospital bed. If you really were suffering from memory loss, you would have slapped the shit out of me for even trying!”

  She hit my other thigh. “I am giving out the punishments tonight, understand?”

  “Yes ma’am.”

  She swatted my ass with her crop once more and bit her lip. “I want you naked and on that bed right now, and absolutely no talking.”

  Without saying a word, I did as she commanded and stripped myself down.

  I lay on the bed and she pounced on me to bind me into the cuffs.

  “I have a surprise for you, baby.” She blindfolded me before I looked at her.

  In a matter of seconds, my ass end ascended in the air. It didn’t travel too far, just enough for her to spank it if she wished to do so.

  She blasted the music so I was no longer able to hear her next move. I winced in pleasure when the blow of the whip touched my flesh. Waiting until the muscles in my ass relaxed a bit, she then whacked the opposite cheek. I had to admit, that one stung a tad and I couldn’t help but flinch.

  As she continued to crack me, I felt the need to surrender. Damn! Safewords…what in the hell are they again? Snap out of it, Rayner! It is just a couple of smacks to the ass. You can take it.

  The whipping ceased and I was able to relax again. My backside came back down to the bed as the music became softer.

  “It upsets me you could believe, even for a second, that I would ever forget you,” she breathed, her voice growing closer. Her cool breath grazed my lips. As much as I wanted to speak, I did no such thing. No need to give her any more reason to punish me.

  She kissed me and pulled away. “You may speak now, Ryan.”

  My arms shot down on to the bed as she unshackled me and removed the blindfold. I wrapped my arms around and clambered on top of her. Pushing her h
air out of her face, I planted kisses on her forehead, down to her nose, and meeting her lips.

  “Do you not realize how much panic I was in? From the moment Madison called and explained the accident, the only thought in my head was ‘Damn, I can’t lose this woman.’ I may have believed you lost your memory for a few minutes, but I was willing to do everything in my power to make you remember me. Speaking of which, I never finished what I wanted to do to you in that hospital bed.”

  “Would you mind playing the rest of it out for me?”

  I jolted off of her. “I would love to. Now, I want you stripped to a T-shirt. By the time I return, you are going to forget who I am.”

  Right before I bolted to the closet, she caught on to my drift and smiled.

  After giving her a few minutes, I strolled out of the closet and rushed over to her.

  “Baby, tell me what happened!” I reached for her hand.

  Right on cue, she moved her hand away from me and stared at me in shock. “I’m sorry, mister, but I believe you have the wrong room. I have never seen you before in my entire life!”

  “I’m your fiancé, baby!”

  She shook her head. “That’s impossible. I’m not the marrying kind. Not to sound rude, you don’t look like it either.”

  “I’m a changed man because of you. If I could have your permission, I would like to try something to jog this memory of yours.”

  Biting her lip, she nodded her head. “If you believe it will help.”

  Climbing on top of her body, I grabbed her face in the palm of my hands and kissed her delightful lips. After pulling her shirt off and tossing it on the floor, I began kissing her neck and chest. She moaned when my lips came into contact with her breasts.

  Without my lips leaving her appetizing body, I was able to shackle her wrists into the cuffs above her head. I trailed kisses down to her navel, and while spreading her legs apart, I buried my face into her sex. Keeping a tight grip on her, I licked, sucked, and blew faster and harder than ever. Deliberately, I pulled away the split-second before she was able to come.