S&M III, Vol. II

by Vera Roberts

  “Ooh, ‘Sir….’” Scott purred. “I think I like it when you call me sir.”

  “Okay, Sir…” Mariana loved hearing Scott’s Southern drawl over the phone. Any insecurities slowly dissipated as the heat between her thighs got warmer. “How can I help you, Sir?”

  “I want you to unbutton the first two buttons of your blouse,” Scott instructed.

  Mariana reached over and unbuttoned her blouse. “Done, Sir.”

  “Good girl,” Scott chuckled a little, “I want you to reach in and massage one of your breasts but try not to be obvious about it.”

  Mariana slipped a hand inside and pretended she was adjusting her bra. “I’m doing it, Sir.”

  “How does it feel?”

  “It feels good, Sir.” Mariana whispered.

  “Is your little friend still there?” Scott asked.

  Mariana knew he was referring to Caprina. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good,” Scott leaned back in his chair, “I want you to lean back in your chair and begin to play with your pussy.”

  “What?” Mariana surely didn’t hear what she thought she heard.

  “Play with your pussy. You can’t make too much noise, though. Everyone will hear you and we don’t want that, do we?” Scott purred.

  Scott wanted Mariana to get off with Him on the phone and directly in front of Caprina. The thought both intrigued Mariana and turned her on. “No, we don’t want that, Sir.” She hastily unfastened her slacks and unzipped them. She slipped a hand inside and was surprised to find she was already wet. She hated that it didn’t take much effort from Scott to make that happen.

  She crept her fingers down to her heat; her nub was already peeking out from the folds and sensitive to the touch. She rubbed it a little and the sensation made her jump. In the midst of the excitement, she let out a small moan.

  “Imagine me on top of you, thrusting inside your tight little pussy and squeezing your breasts,” Scott breathed, “as your legs are wrapped around my back. Damn baby, you feel so tight…” He moaned.

  Small beads of sweat formed on Mariana’s body and she became flushed with desire. Her pussy contracted in anticipation. “Sir,” Mariana breathed, “can I come see You?”

  “Oh, I don’t know about that,” Scott teased, “I don’t know if you’re ready.”

  Mariana rubbed her nub more. Her pussy began to contract and she tightly squeezed her thighs to prolong the feeling. She knew she was going to cum soon. “Please, Sir,” she repeated quietly.

  “You’re ready. Meet me now.” Scott hung up.

  Mariana stood up and zipped up her pants. Her face was flushed with heat and desire. She needed Scott inside her. She hurried to Scott’s office and closed the door behind her.

  Caprina stood up from her chair. She had heard everything. She looked around and went over to Mariana’s desk. She saw she was working on a budget for the Guess campaign. She briefly scanned over the figures. Hmm…what if I made just one small change? Caprina quickly changed one line item from a hundred thousand to fifty thousand. There. Fifty thousand. Not too bad, is it? Caprina heard footsteps approaching and quickly went back to her place at Mariana’s desk.

  “Is there anything we can assist you with, Ms. Waters?” Nate asked. He had Alex in tow.

  “Oh, no, I’m fine,” Caprina began to gather her items. “I’ll be leaving now.”

  A short while later, Mariana approached her workstation again. She was smiling big. “Sorry about that,” Mariana sat down, “I had to double-check something.” She typed a few more lines on the email and clicked send. “Perfect. Alrighty, I sent the budget to the Powers that Be. I guess we just have to wait and see what happens.”

  Caprina simply smiled. “Yes, I guess we will.”

  THIRTY

  “If I have a shot of vodka right now, I’ll still be allowed on the plane, right?”

  Scott warmly smiled at his girlfriend. “What do you need a shot of vodka for?”

  “Because I’m nervous about meeting your friends.”

  Mariana wondered when she would ever meet Scott’s friends. She heard him speak very fondly of Jeff and briefly mention Dave and Paul in passing, but he had stopped short of making any formal introductions. Scott did things on his own time, although the speed of such actions drove Mariana batty. Still, it was another test Scott had for her. She already passed the major one by meeting his family. The next one was the friends. And she knew if his friends approved of her, she was that much closer to getting her engagement ring.

  Mariana wanted to relax. She knew who David Costa and Paul Williams were. Hell, all of Los Angeles knew who they were, and they didn’t even live there. They were the kings of real estate and lived in neighboring Cathedral Springs, a wealthy enclave in which most residents drove a luxury vehicle of some sort. They were old college friends of Scott and Jeff, and they routinely got together for a monthly poker night.

  “You have nothing to worry about, baby. They’ll love you!” Scott promised.

  “But we’re going to spend a few days together, Scott.” Mariana smoothed her straight hair again. She was convinced her forehead was a bit shiny for her taste and began to blot it. She had to look absolutely perfect. “What if they hate me within the first hour?”

  Scott dismissed such talk. “I doubt it.”

  “You seem awfully confident about me meeting your friends, honey,” Mariana tried to convince herself the same, “is there something I don’t know?”

  “No, not at all,” Scott smiled. “Now, relax. The car will be here shortly to pick us up.”

  Mariana knew Scott’s friends had a strong influence on him, whether he admitted it or not. She looked at herself in the mirror and began to recite her mantras.

  “To Sir, I give my submission. To Sir, I give my devotion. To Sir, I give my sex. To Sir, I give my fears. To Sir, I give my trust. To Sir, I give my happiness. To Sir, I give my everything. Sir loves me and I love Sir.”

  Gone was the nervousness, replaced with confidence. She was going to knock the three men off their feet!

  ****

  The driver picked up Scott and Mariana shortly afterwards and drove them to the airport. They were on the tarmac when Mariana saw three men, one Black, one White, and one Latino, along with their companions, approach them.

  “Nice to see you made it,” Jeff and his wife, Bella, approached the group. “Hello, Mariana, I’ve heard wonderful things about you. I’m Jeff and this is my wife, Bella.”

  “Pleasure to meet you both,” Mariana felt more at ease.

  “Beautiful plane,” Scott looked behind his Latino friend who walked up to him, “I’m sure I helped pay for it.”

  “Yes, you did, penny-pincher,” David Costa gleefully smiled back at his friend. David turned his attention to Mariana. “You must be the incomparable Mariana I have been hearing about so much?”

  Mariana blushed. The Latino man had a low, smooth rumble that made her melt. He was over six feet tall, had chestnut skin, and a small soul patch underneath his lips. “Yes, I am.”

  “I’m David, but you can call me Dave,” He grabbed Mariana’s hand and kissed it. “Pleasure to meet you. Mariana, please meet my girlfriend, Victoria.”

  Mariana was amazed at how beautiful Victoria was. She was curvy with straight brown hair and light brown eyes that complimented her chocolate skin. She was stunningly beautiful. “I’m so glad you were able to come!” Victoria gave Mariana a huge hug. “Please, call me Tori!”

  “Okay, Tori!” Mariana smiled big.

  “Don’t be fooled by his sweet-talking ass, Mariana,” A White man, Paul Williams, approached them. He was muscular but not as built as both Dave and Scott were. He had short brown hair and a matching light goatee, with striking blue eyes. “He does that with every woman he hadn’t fucked yet. I’m Paul and I’m the only sane one out of all of these fools.”

  “Excuse you?” Jeff turned his head to him.

  “I’m the only one not pussy-whipped,” Paul smiled. “I
just brought my dog with me, where is she? Oh, here she is.” Paul snapped his fingers to a blonde woman who slapped his face the moment she approached him.

  Scott glanced down at the petite blonde before him and looked back to Dave and Paul. “Why is she here?”

  “She’s the financial advisor for the condos in Vegas,” Dave reasoned.

  “That ain’t the only reason why she’s here,” Paul muttered before Dave elbowed him.

  “Hello,” Patricia Douglas walked up to Mariana and shook her hand, “I’m Trish. Pleasure to meet you.”

  “Pleasure to meet you, too, Trish.”

  “Scott, nice to bring your girlfriend along,” Patricia walked up beside Paul, who dismissed her. “I’m sure Scott has told you all about me.”

  Mariana shook her head. She didn’t have the foggiest idea who Trish was. “Actually, he hasn’t.”

  “Oh?” Trish smiled at Scott. “I thought I was an important part of your history, Scott?”

  “You are,” Scott smiled back. “If I remember correctly, you’re the reason why I went gay in the first place.”

  “And with that being said,” Paul stifled a laugh, “I think it’s time we board.”

  THIRTY-ONE

  “Okay, arch your back a little. Yes, like that! Very good! Okay, turn around. Purse your lips together. Everyone wants you! Everyone loves you! You’re on top of the world! Perfect!”

  Sarah had been dreaming of this day since she began modeling. She had been to many photo shoots before, but she finally made the big time due to Caprina’s connections. She was shooting a commercial for a new perfume coming out, and the location was in the middle of a field in Ohio. Sarah felt lucky she was able to do the shoot before she really started showing.

  Her morning sickness hadn’t been too bad, and she was fortunate to not have the crazy cravings yet. She just hoped the pregnancy wouldn’t ruin her figure too much. She didn’t care too much about the fancy ring Eric gave her or his potential income of being a NBA player. She didn’t want to be just a former video girl-cum-NBA wife. She had a burgeoning career as a legitimate model and wanted to pursue it as much as she could.

  Soon, everyone would forget who Caprina Waters was. They’d be talking about Sarah Roberts.

  “Okay, Sarah, you need to change into something a bit more revealing,” The hairstylist guided her back behind the curtain. “Hurry up and change and we’ll fix your hair and makeup. Your co-star should be here soon.”

  “What does he look like?” Sarah asked as she quickly changed into the flimsy silk slip.

  “Oh, he’s gorgeous! He’s a tall, White guy; I think he’s Italian or something. Strong, muscular, black hair,” The hairstylist ran a brush through Sarah’s long locks. “I think you two will have great chemistry.”

  “Oh, cool! I can’t wait to meet him!” Sarah smiled.

  “You sure your man had no problem with you doing a provocative shoot like this?” The hairstylist asked.

  “Eric is not really the jealous type,” Sarah shrugged, “He never really got upset about another man or anything like that. He’s very confident and sure of himself.” A smile slowly grew on Sarah’s face. Eric was a good man.

  “You got a good one and he’s about to go to the NBA, huh?”

  “Hopefully. We’ll see what happens after March Madness,” She shrugged. “I hope he’ll get some good offers.”

  “Well, he got his college degree to fall back on if things don’t work out?”

  Sarah nodded. “He was set on getting his business degree and I encouraged him to follow his dreams.” Eric talked about starting a non-profit that would provide computer training and etiquette for underprivileged kids in low-income areas. He already received a few offers from top executives to help.

  “Girl, you are so lucky!” The hairstylist smiled back at Sarah through the mirror. “He sounds like a keeper.”

  Sarah lightly rubbed her tummy. “He is.”

  “Sarah? We’re ready for you.” The photographer’s assistant came in.

  “Let’s do this!” Sarah got up and followed the assistant back to the shoot.

  Sarah felt she was walking in slow motion when she saw her costar. She thought she had to adjust her vision because there was no way she was seeing what was really in front of her. Muscular build, black hair, and were those hazel eyes she saw?

  It was Scott.

  Suddenly, Sarah and Scott were the only two people in the field. “Are you surprised?” He finally asked. He was shirtless and wearing only jeans.

  “I didn’t know you would be here, Master,” Sarah kneeled before Him. “I’m glad you came.”

  “Me too.” Scott petted her head and pulled her up to His eye level. Several men appeared behind Him. “I brought friends with Me. I hope you don’t mind.”

  Sarah quickly stole a glance at the men behind her Master. They were unfamiliar to her but she assumed they were His friends. “No, Master.”

  “Good,” Scott led her to a nearby bed where Sarah was quickly stripped and tied up. Her arms were above her head and a thigh separator kept her legs apart. Her ankles were bound to the bed.

  Scott sat close to Sarah’s face and caressed it as He looked down at her. “Thank you for pleasing your Master.”

  Before Sarah had a chance to reply, a large cock was stuffed in her mouth while another filled her pussy. Another set of hands assaulted her body with hard pinches and slaps. The guy fucking her mouth moved His cock faster, causing Sarah to choke on it. The guy fucking her pussy became harder and more aggressive.

  “You wanted this, My pet?” Scott softly asked as Sarah nodded. “This is your fantasy, not Mine. If you want to stop, just say the safe word.”

  Sarah didn’t want to stop. She enjoyed the gang bang too much. Her body was close to having an orgasm and she was so close.

  “And time!” The photographer yelled out. “That’s it! Great shoot, everyone!”

  Sarah jerked back into the present. She didn’t have a costar on her shoot, and there was no bed behind her. Her fantasies about Scott were becoming almost too unbearable to handle.

  THIRTY-TWO

  So this is how the ballers live…I could get used to this…

  Mariana walked around her hotel suite at the Bellagio and looked around. Whenever she and her friends went to Vegas, they would combine all of their funds together and share a room in one of the hotels off the strip. Now she was staying in one of the most expensive suites on the strip, overlooking all of Las Vegas, and she could do whatever she wanted, no questions asked.

  I am so blessed.

  “What are the plans for tonight?” she asked Scott.

  “Dave and Paul are going to look at some properties now, but they should be back in a couple of hours. After that, we’re all going to go out to dinner and let loose on the town.” Scott put away their clothing. “You girls will have fun alone while the guys are going to check out some things.”

  “Cool,” Mariana liked the idea. She had clicked instantly with Tori and Bella. Trish, however, seemed a little distant. Come to think of it, Tori and Bella didn’t care for Trish all that much, either.

  She walked over to the bed and collapsed on it. All of the excitement of meeting Scott’s friends and being on a spontaneous vacation made her exhausted. She would have just enough time to sleep and get ready for the night.

  “Tired, baby?” Scott joined her on the bed.

  Mariana yawned. “Just a little.”

  Scott’s hands wandered over her body until they found the button of her jeans. “How tired are you?”

  Mariana sexily smiled. “Not that tired.”

  “Keep your arms above your head,” He instructed and Mariana complied. Scott undid the button and slid the zipper down. He slid his hand inside and found Mariana was already warm. He played with her heat outside of her panties, rubbing her pussy until her panties became wetter. “Get undressed, baby.”

  Mariana hurriedly undressed herself and stood naked before her boyfr
iend. “Do You want me to undress You, Sir?”

  “No.” Scott walked over to a nearby table and sat down. He looked over to the window as He contemplated His next course of action. “Bend over My knee,” He quietly ordered.

  Mariana walked over to Scott and bent herself over His knee, steadying herself with her fingertips. She closed her eyes in anticipation. She only heard the sound of her breathing and her heart pounding.

  She waited. And waited. And waited. When was He finally going to spank her? When He was finally going to give her release? The anticipation made her crazy. She wanted to feel His hands on her. She wanted to be spanked, dammit! What was taking Scott so long?

  Just when Mariana was about to ask what was going on, she was stunned by a sudden slap against her ass. The pain made her eyes fly open and she gasped in shock. It had been so long since Sir spanked her, Mariana forgot how it felt. She became tingly and a growing wetness was forming between her thighs.

  Another swat knocked Mariana back into reality. She closed her eyes again and let the pain permeate her body, sending her on a cloud of ecstasy. Her pussy pulsated with desire and she wanted more. She didn’t have to wait too long as her Sir alternated between her cheeks until they were nice and rosy.

  “Where are you?” Scott asked.

  “Yellow, Sir,” Mariana replied.

  “Get on the bed, hands and knees,” Scott ordered and Mariana followed direction. Scott took out some lotion and poured a little on Mariana’s ass, smoothing His hands over it to relieve her. He quickly undressed and got on the bed behind her. He softly touched her swollen nub and heat; she was soaking wet. Scott dragged His finger from her pussy to her ass and gently inserted it.

  Mariana clenched her cheeks upon the invasion and Scott rubbed her back, letting her know He would be gentle. She nodded silently and fisted the sheets in her palms, preparing herself for what was to come.

  Scott moved His finger gently inside Mariana’s ass while His other hand caressed her swollen nub. Mariana began to wiggle upon feeling the sensations, but her Sir held her steady while He pleasured her. She was hungry for Him and silently demanded that He feed her. “I want to see how far you will let Me go, My pet.” Scott softly spoke.