“One.”
She dropped her purse and looked down and away from him as she unbuttoned her blouse. She felt herself shiver involuntarily. She quickly shrugged it off her shoulders, tossing it on the floor as he continued to count. Kicking off her sneakers, she bent down and removed her socks.
“Six.”
She stood back up and with trembling fingers unhooked her bra and let it drop. He was almost to ten. She didn’t dare look at him. Wiggling out of her jeans and panties she stepped out of them and fell immediately down on her knees. She placed her hands palms upward on her thighs and kept her eyes downcast.
“Ten.”
He walked away, leaving her kneeling naked on the hard floor. She glanced from beneath her eyelashes, but he was nowhere to be seen. She wondered how long he was planning on leaving her like this. She had groceries to put away.
She looked at the clock above the refrigerator. She had been kneeling for fifteen minutes. Her knees hurt. He had never done this to her before. She tried to think of other things and not the ice cream that would be milk shortly if she didn’t put it in the freezer.
She felt a sharp tug on her hair as the clip she had used to pin it was released. She hadn’t heard him approach. Her hair fell in thick waves down around her shoulders. She gasped inwardly but remained in position. No resistance of any kind was what he would expect of his submissive.
He continued to stand behind her in silence. Black silk was pressed against her eyelids. She felt him tighten the cool material before he tied it behind her head. She hated not knowing what he was going to do next, but being blindfolded was all part of his control. Her mouth felt dry. She prayed he wasn’t going to use a ball gag on her. He knelt behind her, his breath on her neck. He reached around her and grabbed each of her wrists. He brought them behind her back where he secured them tightly with another scarf, but not so tight that it cut off her circulation.
She heard him move away from her. He was opening the bags of groceries. Was he actually putting things away?
“Don’t forget the ice cream.” She immediately regretted her words. She knew she had made a mistake when he stopped what he was doing and walked over to stand in front of her.
Without warning she felt the sharp sting of what felt like a flogger on her naked breasts.
“You will not speak until I give you permission.”
Again, the ends of the flogger hit both her breasts. She wanted to cry out, but she bit her lip instead.
She heard the rustle of groceries bags and then the refrigerator opening and closing. He opened the pantry door and a minute or so later closed it. Then it was quiet. She lost track of how much time had passed. She was stiff and uncomfortable and although she wasn’t sure, she thought he might still be in the kitchen.
“Stand on your knees.”
She jerked. His command was so cold and unemotional. A frisson of fear ran up her spine. This was the man she had expected to meet.
She quickly lifted to stand on her knees.
“Spread your legs wide.”
He was directly in front of her. She could hear him breathing. She spread her legs as wide as she could. She knew what was coming and braced herself.
The flogger hit her between her legs, the impact mostly on her thighs. She yelped. He took the end and parted her labia. She tried not to move. He brought the end piece to her lips and pressed. She opened them as he pushed the juice-covered handle into her mouth. She could taste herself. How could she possibly be wet for him?
He pulled it from her mouth and pushed it into her pussy again. She wanted to cry out, but not in pain. Her entire body was taut and on edge with what was now desire. The pounding ache of her need for him was overwhelming all her other senses. She wanted him to torment her like this.
She felt the end of it reenter her pussy. She moaned as Joshua began to fuck her with it. She lifted herself so he could better angle it. She had no control over her urges. She had thought she was above this, but her pussy was greedily grabbing the end of the flogger as she rode it. She wasn’t just tolerating what he was doing to her, she was embracing it. When he removed it, she whimpered. She wanted to come so badly.
He untied her hands only to push her gently back against the floor to retie them above her head. The flogger snapped against both her nipples. She cried out. She ached for release.
Please, Joshua,” she cried out, forgetting to be silent. “Please.”
“What do you want, Rose? Tell me what you want.”
His demand sounded hollow, more like a plea. Why was it so important to him she want him?
She knew she couldn't deny him or herself. “I want you,” she cried out wantonly. “Please, Joshua, I want you to fuck me.”
“You want Kevin?”
“No. I want you. Please don’t say that.”
“He wants you.”
“I’m yours. You know I belong to you.”
“If he ever tries anything, you’ll tell me, Rose.”
“Yes, Joshua. Please…”
He covered her body with his and claimed her with one hard thrust that went so deep she gasped. With each new thrust of his cock, he beat her pussy into submission. She shuddered with the orgasm that scorched every part of her until it exploded into flames of pleasure that consumed her every thought and action. She moaned and then cried out his name. She felt him groan. He breathing became jagged as he filled her with his cum.
“You belong to me, Rose,” he said, his voice raw with emotion.
The orgasm continued to hold her in its grasp, tossing her into blinding pulses of pleasure that continued to take her breath away. When they had both calmed, he untied her hands and then the scarf from around her eyes. She was still trembling.
He gazed down at her. “I know I’m possessive of what’s mine. I’ve always been that way with my toys. I never shared well, at least not until I was tired of something.”
She couldn’t speak nor could she look away from him.
“And I’m far from tired of you.” He breathed, his lips descending to cover hers. She moaned softly as he kissed her hard, claiming her once again. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Oh, how she wanted this with him.
“You’re mine, Rose. All mine. Kevin’s a good friend but he’s an asshole where women are concerned. He wants you and I won’t share you with him.”
“I don’t want him.” She breathed into his neck.
He held her tighter, bringing her body into his. “It really doesn’t matter what you want, does it? Now, let’s go get a bath.”
How easily he could remind her of her place and who she was. With her head down, she walked ahead of him into the bathroom and turned on the water and watched the tub fill. She was still stinging from his words and couldn’t bear to see what she knew was in his eyes. It was unnerving how he affected her. She had wanted him and still did.
He grabbed her from behind and dragged her back into his body. Even now, after his punishment, she loved the way her skin felt against his and how she fit so perfectly into him. She leaned her head back. He kissed her hair and her neck.
“You’re too beautiful for your own good. All I have to do is think of you and I get hard.” He groaned. She felt his semi-hard cock on her ass. She was wet for him all over again as she rubbed herself against him, knowing it was what he wanted, what he needed.
“Fuck the bath.” He stepped around her to turn off the faucets. He turned and picked her up, carrying her through to her bedroom where he tossed her down on the coverlet. She looked up at him, holding her arms open to him. She wanted him to want her.
However, he flipped her onto her stomach. “On your knees, baby,” he whispered into her ear. “It’s time for me to take your ass.”
She bit her lip. She felt him leave her for a minute only to return with his finger full of a lubricant that he rubbed up the crack of her ass and into her tiny hole. She stiffened.
“Don’t be afraid, baby. I’ll stop if you want me to. You have been prepa
red, right?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
This was something she knew needed to happen. She would rather it be him taking her ass and not some sadist who might get off from hearing her scream.
“You’re sure,” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, closing her eyes.
“Okay, baby.”
He pushed the head of his cock inside her and continued to push in small increments that allowed her to adjust to his width. Little by little he went deeper until she felt him pop through her sphincter muscle. At that point he stopped.
“You’re doing so good, baby. Just relax,” he murmured.
He moved forward again. It hurt, but not the way she had thought it would. She was becoming accustomed to his size. She felt him move in and out, and she gasped.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, his voice full of concern.
“No. It felt,” she said shyly, “good.”
“Oh, baby,” he groaned, becoming more forceful. His hands held her hips as he continued his assault on her ass.
It felt good and it was getting better all the time. Those butt plugs she had been forced to wear must have worked. She moaned and pressed back into him, wanting him as much as he wanted her. Her movements seemed to intensify his need as he rammed her with his cock without mercy, no longer taking it easy on her. She groaned as she felt her body stiffen with the approach of an orgasm that already had her gasping for breath. She shook as her body lost control, giving into a need that only intensified when she heard him cry out her name just before he filled her ass with his cum. Their movements were so in tune it was like they were singing the same song together as she answered him, no longer able to keep from screaming his name.
This time when he carried her into the bathroom, he put her in the tub and turned on the faucet to continue filling it. He climbed in beside her and kissed her long and hard. She responded without hesitation, surprising herself. The warm water felt so good against her skin. Joshua’s hands that began to wash her intimately felt even better. He caressed her gently between her legs and brought her to sit on his lap as he caressed her breasts.
She took the soap from him and began to wash him. She watched his face change when she massaged his beautiful cock. She bent down to kiss it, but he grabbed her hair, forcing her head up.
“I need time, Rose. Are you trying to end this arrangement early?”
She smiled up into his eyes. “No. You’re much too much fun to lose so quickly.”
“We have the summer,” he said, his face becoming serious.
“We have the summer,” she repeated softly.
He hauled her up from the water, holding her to him as he kissed her, showing no mercy for her tender lips that clung to his.
Chapter Seven
Joshua knew if he let himself, it would be so easy to fuck Rose again, but what he needed now was some distance from that luscious body of hers that was driving him crazy with his need for her. He also needed to continue reviewing the reports his father had sent him. Something was wrong with the numbers just as his father had suspected. There was too much product missing for it to just be a miscount. It didn’t make sense. None of their customers had complained about their orders being wrong.
He needed to go to Dallas. He was sure that was exactly what his father hoped that he would do, although, he wouldn’t ask him since the summer was supposed to be for nothing but fucking his submissive. Maybe this was just what he needed to take his mind off Rose for a little while. She wasn’t like any other woman he had ever known and even though he knew what she was, it didn’t stop him from wanting her more than he knew he should.
He picked up his cell phone and called his father.
“So you really think you have to go down there?” his father asked for the second time.
“Yes. I do. I need to talk to some of the workers and check out the system. I’ll write up my report when I return.”
“You taking your sub with you?
“I hadn’t thought about it. Why?”
“No reason. Just thought if you were leaving her by herself, I’d stop by and make sure she was okay.”
Joshua went cold inside. “You’re not suggesting using her, are you?”
“No. Just checking on things, that’s all.”
“I’m not sharing her, especially with my father.”
“I respect that. After the summer, when she no longer belongs to you…”
“That’s sick,” he hissed, furious that the man would suggest such a thing. “I can’t believe you would even think about doing something like that.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you would be upset by that.”
“You wanted me to take ownership for her, right?”
“Obviously you have.”
“I don’t want you to ever take her as your sub. I want your promise.”
“Joshua, do you have feelings for this girl?”
“Of course not! I just think some things need to remain separate and this is one of them. Sharing with my father isn’t a turn on.”
“Don’t let this girl get under your skin just because she came to you as a virgin. She’s a trained submissive who has one purpose and one purpose only, and that’s to submit herself to you without question just like she will do with the next man who chooses to dominate her. She’s a professional and she’s not doing this for free. She knew her virginity made her more valuable and she was smart enough to take advantage of that fact. Keep your perspective!”
“I don’t need a lecture from you on the rules of dominance. Now, I’ll be leaving for Dallas in the next few days. I’ll talk to you when I get back. Just remember what I said.”
At least his father knew enough not to pursue the subject. He put his cell phone in his pocket and sat down on the bed and then pulled it out again to call their private pilot, Carl, who was always on standby. He told him he needed to go to Dallas in a couple days. Carl assured him the plane was ready and he would wait for his call.
He had planned to go by himself and leave Rose here. She would probably enjoy time to herself, but selfishly, he wanted her with him and his conversation with his father wasn’t helping. However, if he took her, he wasn’t sure he’d be able give his full attention to the problem at hand and he needed time away from her. He had been with a lot of beautiful women before, but none of them had ever brought out his jealous side before. He knew in time her newness would wear off and little by little he would get bored with her. These feelings were strange for him. He needed to continue to enforce punishment if he were to control her as well as himself. He didn’t want to discipline her, it didn’t turn him on. Well, some of it did, but he didn’t consider that real punishment. She needed discipline, but where she was concerned, so did he.
He left his room and went to find her. When he had left her, she was still in her bath. He looked in her room and the bathroom. She wasn’t there. He figured she was probably in the kitchen, but she wasn’t there either. He checked the whole house, but there was no sign of her. Where would she go? And more importantly where would she go without telling him? Was she deliberately goading him into punishing her again? The thought infuriated him further.
He called her cell phone. It went directly to voice mail. He called it again and waited. This time she picked up.
“Joshua, hi. I took a little longer than I thought I would.”
“Where are you?” He tried to keep his voice calm, but it was impossible for him to suppress his anger.
“Didn’t you get my note?” she asked, her voice rising an octave. “I went to the store for a couple of steaks. I totally forgot them when I was there earlier even though I checked my list. I thought we could have them tonight. You like steak, right?”
“Yes, you know I like steak.”
“You didn’t read my note, did you?”
“Where did you leave your note?”
“It’s on the mantel in the living room. I’m getting into the elevator now. See you soon.”
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She hung up.
What the fuck was wrong with him? He had literally gone into panic mode when he discovered she was missing. He needed to get a grip. She wasn’t going anywhere. However, she should know better than to just leave a note. He went to the elevator and waited.
The elevator doors opened. She smiled, but her eyes were anxious. She nodded to him and ran around him to escape into the kitchen. Another mistake on her part.
He turned sharply and followed her.
She put her bag on the counter, her back to him. “I hope I didn’t worry you. I probably should have told you I was going out, but I knew you were working and I didn’t want to interrupt you.”
“You forget yourself, Rose. You don’t tell me, you ask me.”
“I’m sorry. I had a momentary lapse, Master. Please forgive. I have to remember who I am.”
“And who are you, Rose?”
“I’m your bought and paid for submissive who is here to do nothing but bring you pleasure. I’m not to think for myself.” He saw her back stiffen. She had still not turned around.
“Yes, that’s true. And do you also get pleasure from being here to pleasure me?”
She didn’t speak.
“Answer me, Rose,” he warned.
“Yes,” she said barely above a whisper. “You know I do.”
He moved closer to stand directly behind her. “I’m going to Dallas on business. I may be gone for a few days.”
“As you wish, Master.”
“Do you want to be punished, Rose?
“No. Please. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, Rose. Just say my name.”
“Joshua.”
“There are a few things I need to check on at one of our plants. I need to do it in person.” It wasn’t as if he had to explain himself to her, so why had he?
“I should put the steaks in the refrigerator, if that’s okay with you, Joshua?”
“Not now,” he whispered in her ear. “Turn around. Why is calling me by my first name, when I tell you it pleases me, so hard for someone as well trained as you?”
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