by Berry, Kitty
As night time falls we say our good-byes and leave Tate and Brook’s hand in hand. The car is filled with sexual tension the whole ride back to the city. Damian’s hands on me are causing me to fantasize about what the night has in store for me. When we finally get back to the apartment around eight p.m. we find we have it all to ourselves, I almost self combust right on the spot. Damian takes my hand and leads me in the direction of his playroom.
“I’ve been waiting for a long time to resume your training, Sydney. Come. I’ve got big plans for you tonight” he says as he unlocks the door and leads me inside. I hear the door catch and he locks it behind us. When I turn to face him it’s like I’m looking at a different person. He has slipped into his Dominant Damian persona, and he is hot as hell.
“I’m going to be harder on you tonight then I was at The Society, you can handle it, you know more of what to expect this time. Now, remember when we are in here, I am in control. You will not question me or hesitate to do as I say. You remember the safe words?” he asks. I shake my head yes and swallow hard. I’m getting nervous now that I’m in here and he’s dominating me. “Good, use them only if you have to, understand?” When I shake my head again he raises his voice at me, “Answer me” he sternly commands.
“Yes, I understand.”
“Good. Now when you are in here you are to be naked. Take off your clothes; put them by the door in a neat folded pile on the floor.”
I do as I’m told immediately, Damian smiles to himself but I catch a fast glance at his smirk before he hides it behind his Dominant persona again. “I’ve missed seeing you like this. You are gorgeous, Sydney. My God I want you” he says as he circles me. I can feel his eyes roaming over my body. “Now come here. Bring that tray over to the chest of drawers and do as I say. Open the top drawer, remove the black satin blindfold, the one all the way to the left and place it on the tray then close the drawer.”
I do as he orders and place the blindfold on the tray.
“Now open the second drawer, those are the anal plugs, take the smallest one, the one on the right and place it on the tray” he orders. I begin to protest but before I can get a word out he warns, “Without hesitation or I will punish you. Now do as I say.”
I remove the plug from the drawer and place it on the tray.
“Good girl. Now the lubricating cream that’s in the same drawer, the blue tube, put that on the tray then close the drawer. Now one more drawer down, open it and take out the padded handcuffs and place them on the tray. Close the drawer and bring the tray to the closet” he orders, his voice sounding scratchy and husky. I do as he commands and walk to the closet.
“Open it and remove the red twelve inch riding crop in the middle. Place it on the tray and bring the tray over here” he says as he walks toward the red leather padded benches. Once again I do as he says. The anticipation of what’s to come is making me jittery. Damian’s commanding me to get his items of choice and bring them to him is making this experience almost too intense to handle.
“Sit down” he orders and I sit on one of the benches. Damian brings my gaze to his by lifting my chin. He looks into my eyes and says, “Mmmm…sinking fast.”
He removes the blindfold from the tray and moves behind me. He places the blindfold over my eyes and ties it behind my head. He’s still standing behind me as he grabs my chin and lifts my face. He leans into my ear and whispers, “You’ve seen enough and you’re not even here are you? God, I love watching you sink, it’s so amazing. Now be a good girl and do everything I tell you.”
Damian guides me up onto the bench so I am on all fours only inches from his face, so close I can feel his breathe on my ass as he says, “Climb up.” I feel Damian’s index finger slowly make circles on first one then the other cheek of my backside. Then he strokes me between my ribs and my hip, gently, testing for pain or tenderness before he begins. When he finds none he eases my legs open, far apart and shifts my hips until I know my sex is in his full view.
“That’s my sweet angel, now hold still just like that” he whispers.
His breath catches and a moan escapes him as he allows his index finger to explore my fleshy fun strip that runs from one entrance to the other. He separates my labia to closely inspect my wet entrance. “You are very wet already. Are you excited, Sydney?”
“Mmm…yes” I immediately reply.
Damian slips a finger inside me and I moan at his touch. He makes me whimper when he slips in a second finger and presses on the flat of my abdomen. Damian’s fingers begin to thrust in and out of me while his other hand gently rubs my ass cheek. He allows me another momentary pleasure when his thumb circles my clit just once and then he removes all contact. I hear the sound of the lubricant as he squirts it onto his pinkie finger.
He places one hand on the small of my back and lets his lubricated finger run down the slit of my ass, circling my tight hole. I hear him grunt as he slips his finger into me and I bite my lip. He stops, allowing me to process the foreign feeling for a second before he begins to move his finger. My head is involuntarily flung back as I grunt and moan along with him.
“Your ass is so fucking tight, baby. Does this feel good? You okay with this?”
“Mmm” is all I can manage.
“Mmm” he repeats as he withdraws his finger. “Now hold onto the edge of the bench tightly and do not let go. This isn’t much bigger but it will make you feel full. Once it’s in you mustn’t let it fall out, do you understand?”
“Yes” I reply and then I hear Damian squirt more of the lubricant onto the anal plug before inserting it inside of me. It’s cold and plastic feeling; it fits snuggly, pinches, burns but doesn’t hurt. Once in place I hear his breath catch and he turns and twists it a few times. I try not to squirm but I can’t control the whimpers escaping me. The feeling of fullness is arousing, making me want him inside me more than ever. I can only imagine how full I’d feel if he was inside me now along with this plug.
“You’re doing well. You okay?” he inquires and I moan a response.
“Now we need to address your punishment. You flinched fifteen times during your waxing today. Do you know what that means, Sydney?” When I don’t answer he says louder, “Answer me, do you?”
“Spanking…fifteen.”
He begins to rain down fifteen hard fast snaps of the riding crop over my ass. The pain is sharper than from his palm and if delivered more slowly I never would have been able to take it but he apparently knew that.
“Now stand up, I’ll lead you to the table.”
Damian lifts me onto the table and places my feet in the stirrups one at a time then he secures them each with a strap. He cuffs each of my wrists to the wall above and behind the table. “Is that okay? It doesn’t hurt your wrist does it? You’re safe, it’s only us.”
“I’m fine” I pant as I feel his lips on my body. Damian kisses first my feet, swirling his tongue between my toes then my legs. He works his way up to my sex while he blows his cool breath over my exposed area. I try to writher away but I am unable to move.
“Hold still now” he orders. “Good girl keeping the plug in place. Let’s see if you can keep it in while I do this” he says as he leans down. Damian then gently laps at my clitoris in hard fast lashes; the sensation instantly throws me into an orgasm so strong I see nothing but red lights.
“You taste amazing. I am going to make you come all night.”
I hear a snap sound and Damian says, “Hold yourself by pushing on your feet just for a second then I’ll take care of everything” and I realize that he has collapsed the end of the table where he now stands.
When Damian enters me he does so without guiding himself in. It’s as if our bodies were made for each other’s, finding each other without assistance. It is so hot. Damian enters me and with each thrust he makes an animalistic grunting sound that I have never heard come from him before. It’s a sound that alone could make me come. Add to that his right hand on the back of my left thigh; his left hand
bracing the top corner of the table and I am ready to lose it. Damian is unable to form sentences while he enters me. As he thrusts he grunts and says one word with each. “Ah..fuck, Argh…tight, Mmm…missed this…mine…come. Ahh, come now, Sydney. Ohh…now” he commands as his cock spurts hot inside of me and I obey his command and come undone around him.
Damian’s body collapses on mine and he gently removes the plug and drops it to the floor then he unbuckles my feet, I wrap my legs around his waist. He reaches for the key to the cuffs and unlocks my wrists; I lace my fingers around his neck. Before removing my blindfold and picking me up off the table he kisses my mouth.
“You looked amazing like that, so beautiful.”
He carries me to one of the beds in the center of the room. When he places my limp body down I feel the coolness of the red silk sheets under me and I finally open my eyes. “Welcome back” he says with a smile. “Good?” he asks.
“Wow, that was…wow!” I say.
“Thank you for doing that for me, now I want to make love to you very slowly” he says as he slides me underneath him and enters me again with a familiar ease. As we make love we look at each other and smile, Damian even makes me laugh when he sticks his tongue out at me as he continues to slowly thrust in and out of my body. I love the Dominant Damian because he’s hot and dangerous but I also love the playful Damian because he’s sweet and loving, having both in one session is a treat to every one of my senses. This time I remain in the here and now and savor every moment with him. As much as I have grown to love sinking, staying here in this moment is delicious too. By the time we finish and Damian carries me to his bedroom I am incoherent from exhaustion. He places me on the bed and goes into the bathroom to run us a bath; I am sleeping before he returns.
“Time for a bath baby girl. Come on I promise no hanky panky in there” he lies.
We sit in the tub, Damian with his back against the tub, me with my back against his front, with my head on his shoulder and my eyes closed. He pours hot soothing water from his cupped hands over my body and I moan from the feeling. We talk about our first experience in his home playroom and I admit to liking it a lot.
“I was sort of scared the whole time but not in a bad way, I mean I trust you. I just don’t know what you’re going to do or what to expect so it’s more the unknown that I fear I guess. But I like all the kinky play you did to me. The Dominant Damian is smoking hot.”
“The Dominant Damian? Is there any other Damian?” he asks.
“Yes there is as a matter of fact. There is the playful sweet and loving Damian, he’s the one who’s my boyfriend, the one that buys me flowers and gifts and sends me romantic notes. Then there’s the ultra protective Damian, he’s the one who puts a GPS system on my phone. And then we have the CEO Damian, he’s the one I would like to see in action at his office. I think it would be hot to have office sex with him. We also have Brother Damian; he teases his sister and can get protective with her as well. Boss Damian, Friend Damian and Son Damian finish off the list. I love them all.”
“Wow, I’m a modern day Cybil aren’t I?” he teases.
I turn to kiss him and our kiss quickly heats and I slide my legs into place on either side of his body. He grasps my waist and lifts me, then lowers me onto his erection.
“I thought guys weren’t able to do it so many times in a row. I thought they did it once and couldn’t get it up again for a while?” I question.
“I’m not like other guys, baby, not with you anyway” Damian says as he allows me to think I am the one in the position of power riding him when I know full well he’s once again topping me from the bottom.
Chapter 18
Saturday morning when I wake up I’m alone; I go in search of Damian. I find him on the sofa in the living space with his legs up and his cell phone to his ear. His hair is disheveled more than his everyday look and he’s wearing a faded pair of thin ripped sweatpants that are hanging seductively from his hips, his chest is bare, inviting me to run my hands over it. I approach him and he smiles up at me as I lay my body directly on top of his.
“We’ll leave around seven. Meet you in the lobby” Damian says as he hangs up.
“Who was that?” I ask.
“Alex. We’re all going to Stone Faced tonight. I already talked to Mac and Tate. Dominick and his girlfriend and Jonesie and his wife are coming too.”
“Are we celebrating something?” I ask.
“Nope, just going to relax and have a good time.”
Damian encourages me to get dressed because we’re going to spend the day together shopping. We manage to shower and get ready together with only some brief petting and quick fondling. Damian puts on a loose pair of jeans slung low on his hips and a fitted baby blue t-shirt. I decide on a pair of royal blue shorts and a black spaghetti strap tank. I throw my hair up in a loose messy ponytail and after a swipe of lip gloss we head into the living space. Dominick is there waiting for us and he leads the way to the elevator.
We arrive first at Saks on Fifth Avenue and of course the women fall all over themselves to help Damian. It’s like watching a bunch of stray bitches fighting for the only hard bone. I don’t even bother to speak, as I know they won’t be listening to me. Damian asks them to set up a dressing room for me and he gives them a list of the clothing items from the new summer collection he’d like to see. One of the sales associates shows us to the dressing room while another fetches us each a glass of champagne. The women almost lose their minds when Damian enters the dressing room behind me and closes the door saying, “We’ll need our privacy. Do not disturb us.”
I actually hear them moan aloud. Yes that’s right, he’s all mine and he’s probably going to have sex with me in here right up against the mirror so he can watch himself as he pumps his super big and rock hard dick into me. I wish I had the balls to say that to them but of course I just smile and nod. Baby steps.
He makes me try on every item the woman put in the dressing room. There are trendy dresses, skirts, shorts, and tops in every eye-popping bright color and bold dazzling print. To be safe she also included some neutral black, cream, white and gray classic pieces.
I try to argue with Damian about buying me clothes but he refuses to listen. “We can do it this way or I can just have a buyer pick stuff and send it to the penthouse. Either way I will buy you whatever I wish. Understand?”
“Mmm, but it doesn’t mean I like it.”
“I can live with that as long as you love me” he states as he kisses me on the lips.
Damian decides he loves all of the items on me and tells the saleswoman that we’ll take each one. I don’t know if she’s as giddy as she is because of the commission she just made or because Damian has actually spoken to her and made eye contact.
My favorite outfit is the one I tell Damian I am planning to wear tonight to his nightclub. It is a new bold fashion statement for me with its sexy see-through material. I am planning to try to be confident and view myself the way this gorgeous man does and flaunt my assets in a sheer white top with a pure white short skirt.
“That’s a very daring choice and sexy as hell. I’m sure to get into a bar fight tonight protecting your honor, mark my words” Damian laughs and I roll my eyes at him.
“Um, what are you supposed to wear under that shirt?” he finally asks the sales lady that he has called back to the dressing room.
“Well, Mr. Stone the new sheer tops offer a peek-a-boo bra look. You can also show some skin without exposing too much. But to protect your modesty you of course choose a stylish bra or maybe bodysuit, sir” the saleslady offers as she drools all over herself, so excited to be called into the dressing room by my boyfriend.
“Oh yeah, I am definitely getting into a fight tonight. No doubt” is Damian’s response as he sits down and runs his hands through his hair.
I smile and the saleslady looks from Damian to me then scurries out when he says, “That’ll be all” without even looking at her.
Damian hands
over a credit card and asks that the items be sent to his penthouse. He doesn’t provide an address making me wonder how often he’s done this. Did he take all of his subs here to shop?
“What’s wrong?” he asks when he sees the look on my face.
“Nothing.”
“That’s the last time you’ll lie to me or I can sit down over there and take you over my knee” he threatens.
“Argh, fine, I was just wondering how they’d know your address. Did you take your subs here?” I whisper to him, not wanting anyone to hear.
“No, I did not. I won’t lie to you, I bought them clothes but I ordered a look I liked and had it delivered. I never took them shopping. I’ve told you hundreds of times that it wasn’t a relationship with them the way it is with you.”
Damian returns his credit card to his wallet takes my hand and leads me out of the store. The media is waiting for us and follows us to the car. “Mr. Stone, is it serious with Ms. Cooper?” one of them inquires and Damian stops, looks at me and squeezes my hand. “Very” is his response as he opens the car door and guides me inside. He follows close behind and closes the door as the cameras continue to catch shots of us.