Fantasy Encounter with a Dom

by Ayers, Suzy

  “Keira,” He moaned. “I need to be inside you.”

  She ignored him. She felt like she owed him, for the phone call. Although her sex throbbed in need of release. She slid him back and forth in her warm mouth and then his hand became rigid on her head, and she felt a sharp pain on her scalp, as he gripped her hair harder. She wriggled in want, and moaned with him inside her, as her tongue cradled him and as he fucked her mouth now. Fuck I’m so horny. She felt his creamy seed shoot hard against the back of her throat.

  He groaned and released her head, as he took in a large breath through his slightly parted lips. “Damn, Keira. You haven’t done that in forever.”

  She wiped the excess wetness of precum and salvia from her lips. “I know. I guess I feel like I owe it to you.” She stayed there on her knees. You know for the phone sex and you willing to allow me to be tortured by another man for my own selfish needs.

  She would have loved for him to have taken her right there on the desk. But he was spent and instead he led her downstairs to the bedroom. She wanted him to be more in the moment, less…comfortable.

  He pulled her vibrator out and clamps. He tried to recreate the scene for her, as he put the cold clamps on her already pert nipples she cried out with a smile across her face. His eagerness overwhelmed her, as he shoved her vibrator inside at an angle that didn’t work.

  "Tim, wait!"

  "Sorry." He grumbled and stormed off.

  Exasperated she tried to do it herself after he left the room, and then she became oversensitive. Her clit over stimulated, her vagina sore from not being primed properly. She took the vibrator out and slammed it on the bed. Upset, tears streamed down her cheeks. Another night without an orgasm had her on edge.

  *****

  The weeks passed and emails flew back and forth. She found her body ached from the tortures of yoga she inflicted upon it. They had settled on an April visit, which was fine with Keira. Even if she couldn’t erase her love handles, she could tone her muscles at least. She admired her body in the mirror one night. I have a butt. She giggled to herself. A spankable one too.

  Carrie had set up a Skype meeting but it had fallen through due to Sir’s request for her attention. Keira couldn’t argue with that. Their emails were almost daily, even if it was just a quick hello. Keira had, upon request, changed her hair back to her natural dark hair color, this year was actually the first year she hadn’t changed it. Every summer she normally went very blonde. Her original hair had been an almost white blonde; some might call it a toe-head. Something Lily had inherited. She had begun to see herself in a new light. Put her health and looks into the equation. Nightly she would rub scented cream over her skin. Even Tim put in the effort to be around more. Overall they spent more time together as a couple and as a family.

  Chapter 5

  “Hello?” Keira answered the phone as she put the groceries away.

  “Hi angel. What are you doing?” His voice sensually soothed her.

  She was tense from a long day of the normal, hum drum routine. “Boring stuff. Putting groceries away.” She smiled. He was like a treat to her afternoon. Tim had taken the kids out to the park on the unseasonably warm day.

  “So, can you talk?”

  “Yes. Tim has the kids. What’s up?”

  “I thought we could talk about your limits. I assume you’ve written them down, thought about them.”

  “Yes. I’ve thought about them. I hope I’ve covered them all.” She put the last of her items in the cabinets. She went upstairs to her office and opened the drawer to retrieve a small piece of paper. “My hard limits are: fire, blood play, no other people, needles, knives or anything along that line. Also, I don’t want to be slapped in the face or gagged. And nothing to do with elimination—you know like going to the bathroom. I hope that’s all of them.” She fiddled with the paper as she read off of it.

  “And the soft ones?” Jarred coaxed.

  “Um,” She had debated putting this one in the hard limits category. “The cane,” Her voice trembled; just thinking about it made her quiver. “Honestly, I’m not sure if I should put that in the other category, it scares me. I really can’t think of any others. I don’t know all of the implements so it’s hard for me to say.”

  “Alright, well we can talk about it more. I can have Carrie email you a list of things if that helps?” He asked.

  “Yes. Thank you.”

  “Have you been thinking of a safe word?”

  “I can’t really think of one. I mean-I’ve read a lot of people use red.”

  “Yes. They do, but I think you should think of something specifically for you.”

  “Yes.” She said reluctantly. She had thought about it, but she didn’t want to look foolish. She loves cats, especially big cats, one very specific one. The white Bengal Tiger. There was something about its strength and uniqueness.

  “Tell me. I know you’re thinking of it right now. You’re quiet.”

  “Yes sir. A white Bengal Tiger.” She realized she had slipped and called him sir again. It actually felt natural.

  She could almost hear the smile through the phone. “White tiger then?” There was no snicker or laugh on the line.

  “Okay, sir. Thank you for not laughing at me.”

  “Those thoughts you’ll have to work on, no insecurity. I wouldn’t laugh at your safe word.”

  “Yes, sir. I’m confident normally. I just- I don’t want to disappoint you.”

  They ended the call and Keira’s mind began to wonder what he looked like. She had yet to Skype with him.

  Tim returned a short time later and she heard the brood burst in laughing. She leaned over the railing. “So did you have fun with daddy?”

  “Yep. And I climbed the big ladder to the slide all by myself.” Jake announced.

  “Sounds like we need a celebration. Should we have pizza?”

  “Yeah pizza!” Lily joined in the cheer with Jake.

  “Hey baby. How was shopping?” Tim asked.

  “Exhausting. I hadn’t been in so long.” She smiled and while the kids were washing up, she flashed him her chest.

  He growled and ran up the stairs. She giggled, as he charged toward her. He pinned her to the wall. “I’m going to fuck you right here.”

  “Promise?” She teased.

  “Mom? Dad?” Lily called out and interrupted them.

  Keira swatted Tim’s hands away as she laughed. “Hey sweetie.”

  “I love you mommy.” Lily snuggled up to her.

  “Love you too baby. Did you have fun at the park too?”

  “Yeah, I went on the swing and raced with daddy…” Keira rubbed Lily’s head as she listened to her ramble on. She was so innocent and sweet.

  “Piggy-back ride downstairs?” Tim offered.

  “Yes please.” Keira laughed.

  “Mooommmmy.” Lily giggled, as she climbed on.

  Keira admired her family as they horsed around and laughed; as they wrestled while she prepped dinner for the homemade pizza. So many of her depression filled thoughts had dissipated, now overtaken with being overwhelmed and feeling blessed that she had such a beautiful family. Something she hadn’t felt since her children were born.

  “We’re going to wrestle later.” Tim whispered into her ear.

  She smirked.

  After dinner was over and the kids were finally asleep Tim gave her a look, a look that said ‘go to the bedroom’. Tim had set up a lot of their fun naughty toys unbeknownst to Keira, she grinned as she walked in.

  “Do you want me to change?” She turned around to him; his hands already roamed her body.

  “Sure.”

  She changed into her red and black zigzag printed short slinky nearly-see-through nighty, trimmed with black lace. Sexy. She admired her bust line in the full length mirror. And then lit the candle and waited for him.

  Tim returned with nothing on but a cock ring. He growled, as he looked at her. He grabbed her with force and bent her over the bed and wi
th the crop, one side had black feathers; he smacked her ass that was laced with a red thong. “Fuck, you’re hot.”

  And as usual, Tim was overzealous and even though he tried to eat her out, it wasn’t enough. “Did you come? You're so damn wet?”

  She’d been bucking off his face for quite awhile, and despite how close she became, her frustration boiled in her veins. “Just fuck me!”

  He pressed into her and with the ring she cooed. She pulled her legs up and forced the tightness even more. As her legs made their way up to his shoulders, the temperature of the room flared and sweat glided between their bodies. Her voice called out in ecstasy, as pleasure swam up and down her body.

  Tim groaned as he shot his seed into her overly horny cunt. The same question always graced his lips. “I’m sorry baby. Did it feel good at least?”

  “Yes honey.” She rubbed his back and ego as she removed her legs. She took a long breath and it shuddered on the way out, he was already out cold. Kids wore him out, poor thing. And they both went to sleep.

  Chapter 6

  Keira was happy she was able to speak with Carrie throughout the week; her mind was set at ease about the limits. She too expressed how initially she was unsure about the cane, but that there are many different types. A Skype session was set up and Keira smiled at Carrie’s mannerisms, just as she had pictured she’d be in her mind. Her personality fizzed like soda does over the edges of a glass. Uncontainable. Keira found it easy to chat with her on so many topics, especially their writing.

  “I like your glasses, so cute.” Keira said.

  “Thanks. Yeah I wear them most of the time.” Carrie smiled as she fished around for something. Keira listened to her ramble on about clothes and fashion. Carrie was a model on top of all her other achievements. “Did you see the new photos I posted?”

  “Yeah, I liked those photos of you in the woods. Only wish I could look like that.” She smiled as she leaned back and put her legs up on the desk. “But I’ve been working hard anyway. I hate exercising or it hates me.” Keira giggled.

  “Damn. How long are your legs?”

  “Thirty-six inches. I’m all legs really.” Keira smiled.

  They went on and on into girl talk. Keira felt a connection with Carrie. It made her feel accepted almost. As they said goodnight Keira was saddened that she had no one else to share this with, almost shamed by her desires. No one would ever understand.

  Keira closed her laptop for the night and leaned over the railing down at Tim. “Wanna play?” She smiled.

  “Who were you talking too?” His eyes narrowed.

  “Carrie, girl stuff really. I think she just wanted to see me on Skype. Make sure I’m me.” She walked down the steps.

  “I’ll make you come tonight.” He growled hotly into her ear and possessively took her down the hall to the bedroom.

  “Promise?” She winked.

  Once in the bedroom, he tossed her on the bed. Viciously he tore her clothes off her. He pinched her nipples and then clamped them. His hand tore into her, but she wasn’t ready. And maybe Tim was trying to show he can do it, do what she needed. But after he hurt her, he broke down and conceded that he needed help.

  “I’m fine really.” She tried to coddle his heart and allow him to feel that he had been forgiven, despite her mind that raced.

  “I need to speak with him.” His voice was barely a whisper.

  “Okay. I’ll give you his number, but first I need to let him know.”

  “K.” He mumbled.

  *****

  Keira texted Jarred the next morning while Tim was at work. ‘I need to talk.’

  Jarred responded right back. ‘Urgent?’

  It took her five minutes to decide what to respond. ‘No. I guess not. I need guidance and Tim needs to speak with you.’ It was early and she realized it was probably early afternoon there. He was probably at work. After she sent it she wanted to retract it. ‘Just when you have time. Realize you’re probably at work.’

  The phone rang after she sent the last text. “Keira?”

  “Yes.” Her nerves were still rattled from the night before, despite the fact that she told Tim she was fine, it scared her. “I’m sorry sir. I-”

  “What is it?”

  “You can call me later.” Her voice shook.

  “Keira you sound shaken.”

  She took a big inhale and told him everything. She felt like she'd tattled on Tim and by the end she was crying. “I’m sorry. I’m sure I sound like a fool.”

  “No. Okay, tell him we’ll talk tonight.”

  “Please don’t tell him I told you. Let him tell you. Again, I’m sorry I bugged you at work.”

  “Keira, its fine. I wouldn’t have called if I couldn’t. And I’m glad you did. We’ll sort it.”

  “Thank you sir.” She felt relief and a tiny bit silly, but mostly relief.

  Chapter 7

  Keira texted Tim and told him that she gave Jarred his number and that he would call him tonight. She continued to receive texts throughout the day from Tim. He wanted to see if she was okay, and for her to forgive him repeatedly.

  ‘I’m fine honey. Talk to Jarred. Love you.’

  Her day moved like molasses she was worried about Tim, the look of sheer terror from the other night still frozen in her mind. She was scared he would back out, force her to back out. Her nerves were on edge. She was on autopilot and let the kids watch TV much of the afternoon. She busied herself in the kitchen as she prepped some meals to freeze for the week ahead. Soups, a stew and tonight they would have tacos; so many of them included the same ingredients.

  That night Keira’s anxiety was at an all time high, as Tim spoke to Jarred alone. She knew he needed to, Tim already felt embarrassed but she wanted to know. She laughed at herself. I’m such a control freak, yet I want to relinquish my control to Tim.

  She tapped along on her computer, her novel was nearly complete. Tim came downstairs and he seemed at ease.

  “Hi honey.” She smiled nervously.

  “Hey.” He sat beside her on the couch and hugged her. “I love you.”

  “I love you too baby.” She said.

  He kissed her on the side of the head. “Let’s watch a movie.”

  “Okay.” She set her laptop aside and for the first time in a long time they curled up and watched a movie together.

  *****

  April vacation approached quickly, two more weeks. She found an email from Carrie hidden among her hundreds. Jarred had sent instructions for grooming, a dress she must buy and shoes to bring. Also there was a notation that she must please herself before she arrives. Keira smiled. Seems like an odd request.

  She made sure she did what was expected of her, tickets had been purchased long ago. She agonized over what to pack and enlisted Carrie’s help for the most part. Tim’s parents were going to have the kids stay at their house for the week. Keira knew that would be hard on them and told the kids they might not be able to call every night because of the time difference, but they would try.

  Chapter 8

  Finally it was time to go. On the flight over Keira’s stomach flipped like it was on a G-force simulator for NASA. Tim was asleep after his multiple drinks. Somehow she maintained her stomach; kept it at bay for the entire, very long flight.

  Excited and jittery upon landing, her hand trembled and she tried to shake it away. Tim slipped his hand into hers with a reassuring look.

  They walked up the ramp to the terminal. “How did I ever get so lucky?” She looked at him; needed reassurance.

  “I wonder that every day.” He kissed her gently on the lips and they were interrupted by an ‘ahem’.

  Keira turned her head to find a man, slightly taller then she with a build that made her swallow back drool, Tim hadn’t had a physic like that since they were first married. The man wore the suit and tie; it definitely did not wear him. The single button pulled the navy jacket in to hint at the tightly sculpted body that lay beneath. She knew it was hi
m because of the petite beauty beside him. She felt her panties dampen between her thighs and inhaled a sharp breath.

  “Nervous?” His accent rang like sweet bells in her ears.

  She nodded fiercely and bit her lip; unable to breathe or blink, as his penetrative dark brown eyes held her in place.

  “Well let’s get this party started.” Carrie winked and extended her greeting with an equally cute accent. Her warm chocolate hair mixed with cinnamon accents caressed her shoulders and fell along the curve of her breasts. Her crystal blue eyes remained soft as she spoke and her bubbly candy-like personality was irresistible. They followed the couple to the exit and then to the car.

  Keira and Tim sat in the back of the forest green sedan as Jarred drove. Keira felt his gaze on her through the rearview mirror, she stole a glance back and immediately flushed pink.

  “Did you sleep on the plane?” Jarred asked.

  Keira looked at Tim, unsure who was supposed to answer. Tim encouraged her to with a nod. “I didn’t sir.” She answered.

  “Hmm. It’s a long flight; do you have a place to stay tonight?” The musical voice suddenly said something unexpected. Does he want houseguests?

  “We have one for tomorrow. I wasn’t sure-um-I mean how long…” Keira’s eyes shifted down to the carpet on the car floor this time.

  “Sleepover sir?” Carrie piped up with a hint of excitement. So far she had remained quiet.

  “Yes little one, you too.” She bounced in her chair a little and Keira found the corners of her mouth curled up. “And what’s so funny back there?” His voice suddenly clipped at her; showed her of what’s to come.