“Hey! You finally got here. Everything’s all set for you, Cam.”
Noelle was surprised to see Abby and Brody. She was a little disappointed. She loved her sister and Cam’s son, but had been looking forward to some alone time with Cam. Abby gave her a big hug.
“Happy birthday, Elle. Brody and I are heading home. If you need anything, call on the radio.”
“You’re not staying?”
Abby just laughed and shook her head. “Two’s company, and four is, well, just kinky. Have fun, you two.”
Cam held Abby’s door open as she climbed into the car.
“Thanks for helping me with the surprise. We’ll see you in the morning.”
Noelle entered the cabin and took a good look around. It looked the same, but different tonight. The fire was roaring and keeping everything toasty warm. The table had been set up with a fondue pot on it, surrounded by food for dipping. A giant bouquet of pink roses in a crystal vase stood at one end of the table, giving off an intoxicating scent. To top it all off there were large cushions tossed in front of the fire and a champagne bucket with two glasses.
Her heart started beating faster when she recognized Cam’s toy bag in the living area. It had been one long week of recovering from her riding accident, but she was well now and wanted desperately to be with her man.
“What do you think?”
Cam came up behind her and started massaging her shoulders.
She moaned and let her body relax. “I think you have magic hands. Man, that feels good. I also think you’re a freakin’ genius. This is just what the doctor ordered.”
“I know you might be tired of coming to the cabin, but we can really be alone out here.”
Noelle sighed as his hands found a sensitive spot in her neck. “I’m not tired of coming here at all. This place will always be special to me.”
He spun her around and gave her a quick, hard kiss.
“Command number one. Go into the bathroom and take off your clothes. You’ll know what to do when you get there. We’re going to get you to relax right away.”
Noelle practically skipped to the bathroom, pushing open the door. She had to catch her breath at the sight before her. The light switch had been taped down. Candles were lit everywhere, casting a romantic glow on the steaming bubble bath just waiting for her. She stripped out of her clothes as quickly as she could and lowered herself into the fragrant water strewn with rose petals. She relaxed back on the bath pillow she was sure Abby was responsible for. This was heaven.
She lost track of time, letting the cares of the world slip away. She was lying there, eyes closed, with a smile on her face when Cam came in.
“Getting relaxed, birthday girl?”
Noelle beckoned to him. “Very. Come join me, handsome.”
Cam shook his head. The look on his face made her pussy tingle. He always looked like that before they played. He held up a large bath sheet.
“I have plans for your gorgeous body tonight, and I will not be deviated from my plan. Out of the tub, little sub. Your birthday awaits.”
Noelle’s nipples tightened, and her cunt gushed cream at the promise in his deep, dark voice. She wanted what only he could give her. She stood up in the tub, the bubbles sliding down her skin, playing peekaboo with her most private parts. One glance at Cam’s blue jeans told her he liked what he saw. His big, hard cock was clearly outlined, straining against the tight fabric. She felt a surge of feminine power. It was sweet and heady, and she let it fizz through her veins. She felt beautiful and sexy with this man. She would submit sweetly tonight and take everything he could offer her. To do anything less would only cheat herself.
“Do I please my Dom?”
“You always please me, Noelle. But tonight most especially.”
His voice was hoarse with desire, and Noelle stepped out of the tub and into the towel. She stood very still as he dried her gently in some areas and more briskly in others. By the time he was finished, she was aroused and ready.
He traced a line down her cheek all the way to her lips, stroking them with his thumb.
“Do you want to play tonight, little sub? Are you ready to submit to me? Ready for me to push your boundaries?”
She looked deeply into his bluer-than-blue eyes, dark with passion.
“Please, Sir. I want, no, I need to submit to you tonight.”
He lifted her into his arms and carried her toward the living room.
“You will, Noelle. Tonight will be one you’ll remember for a long time. I’m a man who keeps my promises.”
* * * *
Cam carried his woman into the living room and gently deposited her on the cushions. Her birthday night was only beginning. He had so much more in store for her.
“Lie down on your tummy. I’m going to give you a back massage.”
She looked like she wanted to say something, but quickly closed her mouth and lay down on the blanket and pillows. He tugged the towel from around her body so she lay naked in the firelight. There was nothing more beautiful than Noelle’s gorgeous body highlighted with the soft glow and shadows from the fireplace. Her creamy skin had an opalescent sheen, and he couldn’t resist kissing her shoulders where her freckles were sprinkled like pixie dust. He flicked his tongue to taste them and was rewarded with a giggle. He couldn’t get enough of her.
He dripped some of Noelle’s favorite lotion into his palm and started kneading her muscles. She relaxed underneath his patient hands, hopefully letting the evening slip away. He only wished he was as relaxed. His heart was still beating madly from when he had seen Gwen talking to her. Gwen was trouble with a capital T, and he wanted to protect Noelle at all costs. He loved his sons and couldn’t regret marrying her. He wouldn’t have them otherwise. But he knew Gwen would zero in on Noelle, especially now it was obvious how he felt. He would have to keep them far apart. It shouldn’t be too difficult for the next thirty or forty years.
He still couldn’t believe how Noelle had handled Gwen. He should have known his mouthy sub wouldn’t have any trouble putting Gwen in her place. Still, it was his responsibility. She wouldn’t be in this situation except for him. He would let her know he could handle Gwen from now on.
He leaned forward and kissed a wet trail down her delicate spine. She squirmed slightly, a sigh coming from deep in the pile of pillows. He let his tongue wander over her pale ass cheeks. He nipped at one, knowing they would be warm and rosy before long. Then his tongue snaked out to caress her tight little back hole. He pushed her cheeks further apart and pressed his tongue in, drawing a moan from Noelle. She loved the ass play. Tonight he would fuck her there, showing her the pleasure her entire body could bring.
He kissed his way back up her body and nuzzled where her shoulder met her neck, nipping at the sensitive spot. Noelle was wriggling underneath him and giggling in a breathy voice. He ran his hands up her sides from her hips and cupped her full, round breasts, letting his thumb brush the nipples. She immediately lifted her bottom and pressed it to his aching cock. It had been a long celibate week. The evening would be long, too, and nothing turned him on like a sub with her mouth full.
“Turn over, Noelle.”
* * * *
Noelle slowly turned over, her entire body languorous after the bath and the massage. Cam was unzipping his jeans and pulling out his enormous cock, already glistening with his pre-cum. He held it in front of her face, and her mouth watered. She wanted it in her mouth. Now.
He stroked it slowly, from root to tip.
“What do you say, little sub?”
Her need to submit was strong tonight. She didn’t hesitate to answer.
“May I suck your cock, Sir?”
“Yes, you may. Open wide.”
She would have to open wide. His cock was long and thick, and it stretched her jaws to take him. He liked her to take him deep into her throat, and she was getting better each time. He slid over her tongue, and she licked and nibbled at the pulsing veins before taking him fart
her into her mouth.
His hands tangled in her hair tightly. She loved the feeling of him being in complete control, and she pulled at his hands so he would hold her even more tightly. His other hand came down and splayed at the back of her head.
“Stop playing and suck me, sub.”
She started the up-and-down rhythm she knew would send him into orbit. With each stroke, she took him a little deeper. He was bumping the back of her throat, her jaws aching to hold every precious inch of him. She could taste the salty sweetness of his pre-cum as it dripped onto her tongue.
She reached up and fondled his balls, already pulled tight.
“You’ll be punished for that, Noelle.” His voice was strained and hoarse.
She and only she was bringing him this pleasure. It didn’t matter he would punish her for touching him without permission. All that mattered was making him feel amazing. Making him come.
She sped up her efforts, rolling his balls in her hand. She felt him stiffen, and a flood of curse words poured from his mouth. His cock swelled, and then his hot cum was spurting down her throat. She swallowed every drop greedily, hungry for his flavor. She kept licking even after he pulled from her mouth until he groaned and collapsed on the cushions with her. His breath came in harsh rasps, and he sat for long moments recovering.
Finally, his eyes opened, and he gave her the look she was coming to know so well.
“You earned a punishment, Noelle. You’ve been trained better than that. You know not to touch me without permission. Into the bedroom. I have just the thing for your correction.”
Cream flooded her pussy, and she practically ran to the bedroom. She had found a strength she never knew in her submission. She couldn’t wait to be punished.
She stopped abruptly inside the door, her jaw dropping. Abby and Brody had woven their magic in here, too. There were more candles, just like in the bathroom, and the bed was strewn with rose petals. But it was the apparatus in the corner of the room that had her full attention. She was pretty certain it hadn’t been there on her previous visits.
She walked around it, almost afraid to touch it. Her cunt clenched and leaked honey down her thighs at the thought of what might happen. She looked up as Cam ran his hand across the top.
“It’s a bondage table. I had it specially made. It’s the perfect height for me. It’s also versatile. I can bind you bent over the end or I can have you lying on top.”
She reached out and stroked the soft, padded leather on the table.
“This wasn’t here last time.”
Cam laughed. “Yes, it was. The straps fold flat or under the table. It was sitting in that corner with a cloth draped over it and an arrangement of silk flowers.”
Noelle eyed it cautiously. “At the risk of getting punished even worse than I already will, I must ask if you make a habit of bringing subs to this cabin and tying them up.”
Cam straightened up, his expression serious. “Fair question. This table used to be in my bedroom. When I divorced Gwen, I said I would never have another sub in my life. So I sent the table here to the cabin. I imagine the boys have used it a time or two.”
“Haven’t you had lots of subs since your divorce?”
“Yes, but not one special sub, woman, in my life. Not until now.”
Noelle smiled. “Then I feel special.”
“You are special. A special woman who has a few punishments coming to her.”
“A few punishments?” Noelle asked indignantly. “What do you mean a few?”
Cam advanced on her, lifting her chin to look into his blue eyes.
“I told you I had a long memory. Did you think I would forget your transgressions while you were recovering from your accident? I didn’t. Tonight you reap what you have sown.”
Well, shit.
Noelle lowered her eyes. “Yes, Sir.”
Cam barked with laughter. “So submissive. It won’t get you out of your punishments. Now bend over the edge of the table like a good girl. I’ve been looking forward to this for a week.”
* * * *
Noelle bent over the edge of the table, her round ass in perfect position for spanking and fucking. Cam knelt down and fastened her ankles to the legs of the table and then fastened her hands out in front of her. She was completely at his mercy now, ass in the air, legs spread. He rubbed the creamy globes of her bottom, already imagining himself balls deep inside her.
Patience.
“Are you comfortable, Noelle?”
She wriggled to get into a better position before answering. “Yes, Sir. I’m comfortable, I guess.”
“That didn’t sound very convincing. If you’re uncomfortable, we should perhaps take your mind off it. What is your safe word, Noelle?”
“Red, Sir.”
“Good girl. Now, for your disobedience tonight, ten with the paddle. For your disobedience, including using bad language, during your recovery, fifteen. That’s a total of twenty-five. And since it’s your thirtieth birthday, let’s make it a round thirty plus one to grow on. How would you like the extra, sub? I’m letting you decide since it’s your birthday.”
There was a small silence. “Belt, please, Sir.”
He chuckled. She’d been fascinated with his belt since the day of her riding accident. It was a good choice. He could control the strength of the strokes on what would be a very sore bottom by that time.
“Belt it is, sub. But first, I think we need to warm you up a little.”
She was already aroused, but he wanted her good and hot when he started her punishment. She would enjoy it much more when her sense of pleasure and pain were completely skewed.
He knelt and began kissing and licking his way up her shapely legs, the skin warm and smooth under his lips. He nipped at the delicate skin of her inner thigh before taking a lick of the sweet honey dripping from her pussy.
“Oh, Sir!”
He grinned, knowing she loved having her pussy licked, and she loved getting a good, hard spanking. He wanted her to have everything she wanted tonight.
“No coming without permission, Noelle. You know the rules.”
He heard her catch her breath right before he dove face-first into her creamy cunt. He licked up all her sweet cream, then went looking for more, as he tongue fucked her tight hole. She was moaning and begging, but she was secured to the table and couldn’t get away from his questing tongue. He pressed first one, then two fingers inside her, and she mewled with the pleasure, her muscles tightening on them.
“Do you like having something in your pussy, Noelle?”
“Yes,” she hissed.
He pulled his fingers out and pinched her thigh.
“Yes, what, sub?”
“Yes, Sir!”
He pressed his fingers in, and she tried to move her body enough to ride them, but her range of movement was mere millimeters. She was begging in earnest now, her arousal almost at the peak. He was sure she would come from the spanking. He stood up and quickly grabbed the paddle from the dresser. Thank goodness Brody and Abby had set everything up perfectly. He wouldn’t be fumbling for toys tonight. He didn’t want anything to take away from the scene he was setting for her.
She was trembling with pleasure, and he took a moment to take in how beautiful she looked in the candlelight, restrained for his use and pleasure. He lifted the paddle and brought it down in a controlled fashion on her pale bottom.
She jumped in surprise, and went up on her toes, her breath expelled from her lungs in a whoosh.
“That’s one, sub. I’ll keep count as I doubt you’ll be able to after a dozen or so.”
He waited to allow the heat from the stroke to travel straight to her cunt and clit, before raising his arm and bringing it down again. Again she jumped, and he heard her pant. She pulled at the straps on her legs, but they held her firmly. She wanted to press her thighs together against the arousal she was feeling, but she wouldn’t have the luxury.
“That’s two, sub.”
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“That’s ten, sub. That was for touching me without permission. Now on to your other transgressions. Do you need to say your safe word, Noelle?”
“No, Sir.” Her voice was breathless, but clear. He could continue, but would keep checking in with her. He ran his fingers through her pussy, and his fingers came away covered in her cream. She whimpered, and he knew she was close to orgasm. A few more should do it.
She arched her back, and he knew what she wanted. She needed the paddle to smack her pussy so she could go over. He took careful aim and backed down on the force. It would be the placement, not the strength that made her climax. One, two…
“Come for me, Noelle.”
Three.
Her body went still, and then he saw the shudders of pleasure rack her slight frame. He stroked her back and whispered soothing words as the orgasm ran through her. When she was coming back to earth, he continued, knowing she could come again before they were finished. He lifted his arm once more and sent a stroke right down on the pillowy cheeks of her rosy ass.
So beautiful.
* * * *
Noelle moaned as her body began its inevitable climb toward orgasm again. He wasn’t giving her any respite. After about ten strokes with the paddle, the pain didn’t build on itself, only raising the heat on her poor bottom. She was past pink, firmly at red, and knew he wouldn’t stop until her ass was white-lightning hot. She’d wanted and needed this, and she was finally getting it.
Each stroke with the paddle sent rods of pleasure straight to her cunt and clit. She needed to come again. Badly.
Finally, he paused, running his fingers over her sore ass cheeks.
“Done with the paddle, sweetheart. I’m proud of you. Do you need to use your safe word?”
She gritted her teeth, her arousal so intense it was painful.
“No, please. I need to come. Please don’t stop!”
She was probably topping from the bottom, but at the moment she didn’t care. She desperately needed to come, and Cam was what was standing between her and her goal. She couldn’t move much in these restraints, but she stood on her toes and arched her back as far as she could, letting him know exactly what she wanted.
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