Nuts About You: A Testicular Cancer Anthology

by Anthology

  A simple night out for Tristen's thirtieth birthday has changed my entire life and I couldn’t be happier.

  The End

  After being married for over ten years and raising three beautiful kids I decided it was time to do something for myself. My passion for reading bled over with a need to tell the story that was repeating in my head and that was the birth of my first book. The rest they say is history.

  I love the creative release that writing gives you, being able to take someone away to a different world feels amazing. As a reader I know how important that escape is, and as a writer I love to be able to give people that.

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  A Pet’s Reward

  by

  Don Abdul

  Copyright ©2017

  CHAPTER ONE

  DANTE

  Dante had spent the past hour preparing for his dinner date. He had shaved and taken a shower, and then dressed up in his usual style. His crisp white shirt peeked out from under his slim fit black suit jacket.

  He checked the time as he buckled the leather strap of his Cartier watch and then walked towards the front door of his suite.

  He should be seated at the hotel restaurant downstairs in fifteen minutes; it wouldn’t do to be late. He was fully confident that Nora, his dinner date would be right on time. In the time he had known her, she had always been a stickler for time, a fact that endeared him to her.

  Although Dante’s relationship with Nora was still rather young, it was nevertheless a very exciting one in which there was not a single dull moment. There was a subtle yet discernable tension with regards to the power dynamics of that relationship.

  Dante himself was enjoying every bit of how that tension was fuelling the embers of desire between the couple. Of course it was all part of the equation from the very beginning.

  He had met Nora at an online dating site, a little over a month previously. Although she still only knew him by his online username, Bishop, things had progressed rather quickly too; in fact they had been chatting for about a three days when their discussion veered into the realm of naughty sexual fantasies.

  He had gone a step further to admit to enjoying sexual role play, and as they discussed the subject further, he was happy to have been proved right in his assumption that Nora would find his rather deep immersion in his kinky fantasies equally exciting.

  Since meeting her, he had rather instinctively sensed that she had a latent inner freak that could do with some liberation. Drawing on previous bad experiences however, he had come to the realization that such matters had to be pursued rather delicately.

  He and Nora engaged in their first role play a few days later, and it some became apparent to him that his enthusiasm and mastery of his role was kindling a desire deep in Nora’s core that would hopefully persuade her to surrender to him completely.

  ‘Mmm…The fun of the hunt is in the chase,’ he had thought at the outset of their exploration of the kinky mindscape together. His instinct had led him to believe that she was the kind of woman who would laugh in the face of any man who had the effrontery to command her to do his bidding.

  When the time came however he had quite casually instructed her to address him as Sir, without as much as an iota of doubt.

  “Yes sir, I guess…” she had answered in a tone that suggested, it would take some getting used to.

  They had been engaged in Boss and Secretary role play in which Nora as his secretary had typed a memo filled with errors.

  He had called her into his office, and pointed out the errors to her. He had fixed her with a stare while she insisted that it was just a random mistake.

  “Enough of the excuses,” he said cutting her off.

  “This is no random error, this is carelessness on your part, and it is one too many…” He said pointing into the webcam at her.

  “I am so sorry… It won’t happen again.” She said while trying to avoid eye contact with her livid boss.

  “Don’t you mean it won’t happen again Sir?” He corrected her.

  “Yes…. I mean Yes Sir…” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

  “You’re damn right it won’t happen again because I’ll punish you for it this time, just to make sure you remember to be careful next time.” His voice had the force of his intent to punish her behind it.

  “But sir, I just…” she began to plead but he cut her off again.

  “Now step closer and lift up your skirt…” He said while opening his drawer to fetch a studded red leather paddle with a heart shaped hole cut out of its middle.

  Dante eyes had followed her every move as she stepped closer, and then turned around to point her black lace panties clad derriere in the direction of the camera.

  “Now be a good girl and take down those panties,” he instructed.

  “Yes Sir,” she said even as she complied.

  Due to the limitation of role playing over the internet, Dante he had had to mandate Nora to administer the spanking in his stead using a replica paddle she had kept handy. Even though the experience had appeared so new to Nora, her body language had communicated her utter excitement across the ether to Dante.

  He had caught a glimpse of her swollen pussy lips looking all moist and inviting in their silent promise of mind blowing pleasure.

  In a reversal of protocol, Dante had kept the count while his pet Nora wielded the paddle in his stead.

  “Ten..” he uttered the last count with his eyes firmly rooted to the computer screen.

  “Aghh! Thank you Sir…” Nora’s shaky voice followed the loud sound of the paddle swatting her sore buttock.

  Dante felt his cock kick hard as his beheld his sweet pet, being seized by tremors even as she squirmed hard, exposing her soaking wet pinkness to him across cyberspace.

  ***

  During their debrief session just before signing off for the night, Dante had asked her to describe her experience during the role play and how it made her feel.

  He waited patiently as she seemed to debate within her heart whether to take that step or not. When eventually she began to share her experience, it was with a slow and deliberate pace that she opened up her thoughts to him a man she still only knew as Bishop90210, and most recently Sir.

  She told him, that it was her first ever experience of having a man come remotely close to dominating her, both sexually, and otherwise.

  For a moment, she looked ill at ease, an indication that Dante interpreted to mean that although she enjoyed the experience, it nevertheless scared her as well.

  Just as he had suspected from the very start, Nora was turning out to fit the profile he had drawn up of her in his mind. He had imagined her as the kind of woman who didn’t have time for people with a bloated sense of their own self-importance, and even much less so for conceited men.

  He also became even more convinced of the fact that she had an unexplored depth to her that even she might yet be unaware of.

  ‘The trick now is to draw her out and help her explore that depth without appearing to threaten her independent spirit.’

  ***

  Dante went easy with her journey towards submission until he felt she was ready to take the next step. A week later, they were chatting online, when he suggested that they should meet face to face.

  She had fallen silent for what seemed an eternity; in fact if she ha
dn’t been on webcam where he could see her, Dante would have assumed she had fallen asleep or simply upped and left.

  The patient Dom scoured her face for clues, and then came to the conclusion that she was probably scared.

  ‘She’s probably trying to figure the least offensive way to decline the invite to meet,’ he thought as he tried to read her mind. Feeling the need to break whatever might have jinxed the moment, Dante elected to put his point to her again.

  “We should meet, face to face. Somewhere public, where you’d feel safe…” he repeated, adding a little more reassuring details this time.

  “I feel safe anyways; I’m not threatened by you.” She countered with a hint of anger that he would even suggest she was afraid of him.

  “Well in that case, let’s make it dinner at Century Hotel, 7.00pm. Don’t be late.” There was a hint of warning in his voice. A subtle reminder of who was in charge.

  CHAPTER TWO

  DANTE

  In the course of the next week, Dante couldn’t keep his mind off the events that followed Nora’s visit to his hotel suite for a night cap during their first meeting cum dinner date.

  Once she had accepted his invitation to his suite for a night cap, the dynamics of their casual flirtation had progressed to the point where she became utterly powerless to resist him. Dante could see that she was scared by what she was experiencing, yet her excitement remained undeniable. The fact that the situation quite obviously challenged her desire to be in control excited Dante so much. Beyond that, it exposed another, kinkier side to her personality that she obviously wasn’t quite comfortable with. At least not yet

  Reminiscing over their intimate encounter kept moving him to arousal…

  … During her first visit to his hotel suite, Dante had teased the living daylights out of her and gotten her so aroused; at some point she had even opted for a rebellious path. She had looked him straight in the eye, defiantly sticking her chin out in a gesture to put him on notice that she would not obey him.

  Fascinated by her sheer bravado, Dante guessed she probably planned to cum even before her gave her permission to do so. He on the other hand elected to prove to her that he was quite skilful at frustrating her resolve to rise above the sensual torture and snatch much needed release, and along with it control of her senses.

  When eventually she avoided direct eye contact with him, even before she succumbed to the lure of pleasure with her eyes shut, he could tell she was feeling ashamed at how she was unable to resist swooning in response to his touch.

  Feeling buoyed by that victory, Dante stood her sweaty naked body up against the wall. He held both her hands in a vice grip behind her back. He spun her around, and then pushed her face and hard nipples into the wall while he thrust his steely erection into her soaking wet pussy.

  “You may cum now, pet... Mmm...”

  His whispered permission triggered a quake deep inside her which sent waves of orgasmic shudders through her body.

  Her walls clenched around his girth, kneading his chocolate cock even as he rammed himself into her depth over and over again.

  There was nothing gentle about the way he fucked her, and he could tell from her response to his thrusts, that she probably had never been so rudely fucked in her life.

  “Oh fuck yes sirrrrr….” Nora moaned breathlessly as she shuddered and squeezed his shaft with her quivering cunt, even in the throes of a powerful orgasm.

  By the time Dante was done with her, she had collapsed against the wall, with nothing but his grip on her hands holding her up on her rubbery legs…

  With his cock stiff and aching, Dante fished in his pants pocket for his cell phone. After entering the unlock code he began to type out a text message, summoning his submissive lover to a rendezvous.

  He had given specific instructions on her grooming and other preparations for the encounter, which he was certain, would both intrigue and excite Nora very much.

  ‘Of course she still has doubts about just how far she wants this to go,’ he reflected based on the bit of uncertainty that still seemed to overwhelm her with regards to the D/s dynamics of their unfolding relationship. Regardless of all that however, Dante had no doubt in his mind that his pet would answer his summons.

  ***

  The following evening at the appointed hour, Dante was ready and awaiting the arrival of his pet for their play date. Being a man who prided himself as a Dom who paid great attention to detail, he had spent a significant part of the day making the necessary arrangements.

  ‘Nothing but the best is fit for my darling pet… Mmm... I like how that rolls off the tongue actually.’ The warm smile on his handsome mocha face set his sexy brown eyes alight with passion and desire.

  His train of thought was interrupted by soft knocks on the door. It sounded so soft he wasn’t certain of it. Listening more closely, he began to walk towards the door; this time he heard the knock clearly.

  When he opened the door, his eyes fell upon his beautiful pet all dolled up and looking sexy in her elegantly appointed dress.

  He gave her a once over, then just took a moment to feast his eyes properly. He just stood there staring at Nora with his trademark measured smile that he had been told always brought his brown intelligent eyes alive.

  Nora must have been infected by his smile, when their eyes met again, she smiled and the with a hint of laughter in her voice asked if she could come in.

  “I imagine sir is pleasure with the visual inspection of my attire. May I come in Sir?”

  Joining her with a soft laugh of his own, Dante stood aside while gesturing his hand that she was welcome inside.

  “Please come right in...” He said in his measured, yet authoritative baritone as he finally ushered her into the suite.

  He had been concerned that the state of affairs during her last visit might have made her a little apprehensive about stepping into his lair again so soon. It was why he had decided to take things slow and easy this time around, at least until he was certain where things were with her.

  His desire was to convey to her that he was not a man in search of cheap, instant gratification. Despite his naughty self-confident disposition, she had to perceive he wasn’t going to hurriedly pin her against the wall and use her luscious body to satisfy his pent up need.

  Of course she had to learn the golden lesson of obedience, hence she had to pass muster with regards to his earlier instructions about her grooming. Only a detailed inspection would reveal her performance in that regard.

  ‘She would ordinarily feel humiliated at being so subjected to such unsolicited scrutiny, but here’s where she gets to see it from a different perspective,’ he thought as he shut the door and then began to move closer to where she stood admiring the fading light of the evening skyline through the open French windows.

  “Ugh hgm!!” his cough brought her back to the moment. She turned around when she realized he must have been speaking to her but she hadn’t heard a word of what he said.

  “Is there somewhere else you’d rather be right now?” It wasn’t so much the question as the hint of sarcasm in his voice that made her blush with embarrassment.

  Dante watched her cheek burn crimson like a school girl who had just been caught napping in class by the teacher.

  “Be a good girl and pay attention, otherwise I’ll have to punish you, is that clear?”

  He fixed her with a stern gaze, and he was quite thrilled that for a moment she met his forbidden gaze with a rebellious stare of her own. He half expected her to utter a nasty comeback as their eyes stayed locked. Alas the moment soon passed with Nora backing down and responding to his question the way he had commanded her to.

  “Yes Sir...”

  “Good! Now be a good girl and mix us drinks. When you’re done bring them into the bedroom...” he instructed her. He started to turn away but then he stopped and as if he had just remembered something.

  “By the way, Sir has that special treat for his pet...” he said, refe
rring to the special treat he had hinted at in his text message summoning her for their play date.

  He smiled mischievously as his eyes took in the priceless sight of her hands shaking with excitement. She almost dropped the ice tong she had been holding.

  ‘Very good; things are proceeding according to plan,’ he thought even as he tried to put himself in her shoes.

  He imagined how she must be feeling at that moment, having no clue what he had planned, even though she must have thought about it all day long.

  ***

  With drinks in hand, he watched Nora walk into the bedroom; she paused for a moment to cast a panoramic glance around the room. Her eyes took in the couple of room service trolleys that stood conspicuously half way through the room. Both trolleys bore platters of what she assumed was an assortment of food and refreshments.

  When she looked at him as though requesting a hint of what was beneath the covered platters, Dante avoided her eyes, instead accepting the drink she handed him. Apparently catching on, Nora waited expectantly while he swirled the cut crystal cup in his right hand causing the ice cubes to clink about. He held his drink up to the light and then to his lips.

  From a corner of his eyes, he surreptitiously watched her unease. He was pretty certain it wasn’t just a result of finding herself in an unfamiliar role of serving drinks to a man who could be anyone of her numerous subordinates at the office where she holds sway as in-house counsel for Dextron Inc. He imagined it also had a lot to do with the confused mix of pleasure and awe that swarmed her every time she was in his presence.

  He imagined that if she could, she probably would listen to the voice of reason deep in her head which was probably warning her right at that moment.

  ‘Get away from this dangerous man before your life get way too complicated by him,’ he imagined the words of caution in her head...’