“Nick...”
He pressed his nails in hard and got a reaction.
“I would hold her pussy lips in my fingers and open her wide so I could get my tongue on her clit.”
“Was that so bad?” He sniffed. “I think it’s working. I want you to reach down and slip two fingers into your pussy. I want to hear you make noises for me in your own juices, juices caused by thinking of another woman’s pussy...licking her, making her cum.”
Nick watched as Sondra’s fingers got wet, slipped in and out, patted her opening and made noises in her slippery honey. He almost lost his own seed just watching her fingers slide over her engorged clit and swollen lips. “I want to taste your fingers now.”
“I can’t do that.”
Rolling her nipples harder, it surprised him how accustomed to pain they were getting. “I think you disobey in order to receive more pain, slut. I want to taste your fingers...now.”
Immediately she held them up to him as he took three into his mouth and his tongue removed the honey from each finger. “Now cup your breasts together again. I love looking you like that. Keep your eyes closed.”
Reaching for the cream, he opened it, rubbed his finger over the cream and spread some on each of her nipples.
“What are you doing? Hey, that smells edible!”
“Do not peek or say a word.” Her thighs were still spread for him. He gathered a finger full, then spread the light-green minty cream over her clit and a bit on her lips. Screwing the lid back on, he placed it back in his draw and leaned across her thigh to admire his handy work. He reached up to spread the cream evenly over each nipple then tended to her clit, making sure the cream got warm to begin its work. Sondra moaned as his finger teased her lips, spreading the cream along her shaven lips.
“Can you feel it work?” Nick wanted to taste it but knew it was too early yet.
“It’s tingling. What have you done to me?”
“I’ve only increased your sensitivity. My tongue will make you even more crazy tonight.”
His cock ached more and he couldn’t stand it any longer. He leaned closer and sucked one of Sondra’s nipples, licking at the minty cream to get all traces and did the same to the other one.
“Wow, what is that stuff? I’m thinking it’ll work well on a few of your parts.”
“My special little jar. I might let you use a bit.” Not able to wait any longer, he pressed her thighs wider and his mouth covered her clit, flicking his tongue over the hard minty nub.
Sondra’s fingers laced through his hair and her nails dug into his scalp. He licked lower and sucked her honey, taking away as much as he could, then moving up to lick her clit, suck her lips, licking and biting as he pushed two fingers inside against her g-spot. The flood gates opened and she came right there, grasping at the sheets as she screamed his name.
Nick leaned up, grabbed her thighs to pull her onto his shaft and he buried it deep as he leaned over her body, taking a nipple into his mouth while squeezing the other, twisting it to give her pain with her pleasure. Her fingers found his own nipples and she squeezed hard, twisting his the same way, causing his seed to fill her completely. Nick rose up to give her more access to his nipples as he pumped her to another orgasm.
She rubbed her own breasts as the orgasm took her higher; pinching her own nipples, twisting them for Nick and he loved watching this woman who had come to mean so much to him. At that moment, he knew he loved her, loved making her cum, loved giving so much more to her.
Lowering his body atop hers as her orgasm ebbed away, he took her face in his hands and kissed her deep, their tongues swirling together, her nails raking his back. He pumped a few more times, making her moan as he did so, then rolled so she now lay atop his body and he gazed up her. “Thank you for sharing.”
“That was embarrassing but look what it accomplished. I guess it worked.” Sondra laid her head on his chest, then wiggled over to lie beside him. He pulled the covers up over them as they lay side by side.
Nick stroked her arm she’d placed across his chest, her hand and arm soft from oils. He kissed her hair. “I love you, pet...”
Sondra immediately stilled in his arms.
Had he said the wrong thing? He’d said what was in his heart; what he thought was in her heart. Each time they made love, it only got better.
* * * * *
Had she heard him right? Sondra had wanted to say that to Nick for so long yet held back, not knowing what his feelings for her truly were. She dared to lean up, to look deep into those blue eyes but now they were more dark than blue. His pupils almost fully dilated from emotion. “You’re serious.”
Nick caressed the back of his fingers against her cheek. “Yes...I’m serious. My love grows more every day that I’m around you. I love watching you after our showers, I love watching each orgasm that crosses your face...”
Her heart beat way too fast right now. “I’ve wanted to say that, too, but wasn’t sure what you felt and I didn’t want to seem as though I were pushing you into something you weren’t ready for. I’ve loved you for a while now and held it in.”
“You held nothing in. I felt it each time you looked at me at the office, each time you looked at me in your restraints in the dungeon...each time you looked at me while on your knees with your collar on and your hands behind you...before you take me into your mouth. I saw your heart in your eyes.”
Heat flushed her cheeks and neck as she laid her head back on Nick’s chest, her fingers playing in the hairs there. She’d cry from happiness if she continued to look at him. He was right; she loved doing all those things for him and she loved how it made her feel when she knelt before him, waiting to obey his commands to please him.
Sondra bit her lip to avoid crying tears of happiness. Working with Nick at the office wasn’t a job anymore; she enjoyed being there and being a part of what he loved. His business was growing and she’d helped make that happen. Now his heart beat beneath her fingers and she smiled.
“You haven’t answered my question yet.”
She raised her head to look at him, wondering how she could have missed hearing him ask her something. “What question?”
He searched her eyes. “Are you ready to move in with me yet and put your home on the market? I understand if you’re not, but we could save more money doing that. You wouldn’t have the expense of keeping a house up.”
She thought about it and knew he was right. All the expenses at her home would stop and she could build her savings up. “You’re right. I am wasting money on the house payment, the property tax, utilities and maintenance. It’ll be a big step for me. I’ve always had my own place.”
“This is your own place. This is where you belong. Give it some serious thought this week.”
“I will. I just need to do it.” She put her head back on his chest, snuggled closer and listened to the beat of his heart and soon his slow breathing as he drifted off to sleep. Thoughts whirled in her head but she knew she could deal with them tomorrow. It felt good to be so happy...and loved on top of it all.
* * * * *
Sondra wiped her face with the towel from around her neck as she continued to step up on the elliptical machine that looked out onto Nick’s backyard. No, their backyard. Would she ever get used to that? Nick had started correcting her lately when she’d said things like that; he would tell her this was now her home, her things, her kitchen, and her patio. It felt so strange yet wonderful all at the same time.
Nick stepped off the treadmill. “I think it’s time for coffee on the patio. We can discuss the 10:00 clients and what they might need. We have half an hour to relax before getting ready to head to the office. I’ll pour the coffee.” He kissed her as she stepped before heading to the kitchen.
Happiness kept Sondra grounded. This new beginning would be an adventure and she couldn’t wait to see where it led. She climbed off the machine, feeling the burn in her thigh muscles and headed through the kitchen toward the patio to enjoy the morn
ing sun before the office.
Nick stretched the knots from of his legs out on the chaise lounge as he watched Sondra pour her coffee, admiring how firm her thighs and ass were. “I emailed Omar that we’d be coming to stay for six days. Rico said we could stay with him and Katherine if we didn’t want to stay at Omar’s that long. I’ll let you decide once we get there.” He drank his coffee but kept eye contact. “It’ll be mid-August then and the temps will be about 115 everyday. The nights don’t cool off much so we can have a great time outside. You’re going to enjoy meeting them and seeing old friends again.”
Sondra pulled the cushioned foot rest close to her chair and sat down. “I’m just not sure I’ll be able to look some of them in the eye after what we’ve done with them.”
“I can’t say you’ll get over that but it’ll get easier. I also told Omar to put you down for the Submissive Training Class; not so much that you don’t know the basics, but to get you more used to taking orders from another Dom. Just keep in mind that not all Doms are male and not all submissives are female.” He saw her mind begin to mull over exactly what he’d meant. The way she tried to hide her feelings of shock or surprise amused Nick as realization set in of what he described to her.
Sondra didn’t enjoy being on the learning end of things, that much he knew. Her confidence sparkled at the office in areas of expertise that she had but with her new lifestyle, there was still a learning curve she didn’t appreciate. That was part of what Nicked enjoyed; he liked teaching her the lifestyle because she learned so quickly.
God help him once she gained enough knowledge to be able to move around in his world among his friends. He had no doubt her ability to manage and control would eventually spill over into being able to switch from submissive to Domme.
No doubt at all.
The other Masters couldn’t keep their eyes off her during their last trip and didn’t expect this one to be any different. On second thought, most of the women couldn’t keep their eyes off Sondra and her curves. It would definitely be exciting for all involved.
“I do realize that some of the ‘instructors’ may be women. So...do they enjoy other women or is it the need to be in control that pushes them to be the Domme?” Sondra sipped her coffee, waiting patiently for an answer.
Nick watched her responses and body language that she tried hard to hide and he could almost read her thoughts. Having other women touch her wasn’t something she accepted easily yet, but that would come in time. Role play wasn’t about women on women but more about the sexual tension, the desire to submit, and restrictions placed on the submissive. Many women he knew, and enjoyed watching, were good at being Dommes.
A vision flashed in Nick’s mind of himself switching places with his submissive and being controlled by a Dom rather than a Domme. Would he be able to handle that? Could he deal with another man touching him so intimately even though it wouldn’t be meant in a loving way but rather as punishment or torment? He wasn’t sure how that would go over since that had never happened. Nick always played the dominant role. No wonder Sondra had a hard time with another woman even though men enjoyed watching the woman-on-woman interaction. He’d have to give that more thought.
Nick watched Sondra, her mind mulling over scenarios that might happen in Palm Springs on their next visit. He knew she thought about that. “Omar and Krystal also enjoy taking their pleasures outside at night into the hills on their property. It adds a certain fear factor for those left tied to the posts in the dark.”
Her eyes widened. “Their fun ventures beyond the dungeon walls? Isn’t having a dungeon enough for them?”
Nick laughed. He loved giving her things to think about and this definitely would occupy her thoughts until they arrived at Omar’s! “No, they like to push the limits of those they train. I can only imagine you tied and naked, perhaps even blindfolded and gagged, out in the heat of the night...thinking you’re alone...never knowing who might be watching you, taunting you.”
“They don’t really do that!”
“Oh, but they do, pet. That’s part of their training class...to see how well you’ve learned to trust a Master and follow orders. The submissives never know who will be by to check on them, if at all, or if they’ll be left out there all night, restrained and gagged. I do know that you’ll be the most alluring bait tied out there. I can’t remember if he still has guards around the property or not...or if the guards are granted permission to use the submissives at will.” He carefully watched her reactions. “I’ll have to ask Omar about that.”
“You’re comfortable giving me over to him for training?”
Nick rubbed his growing arousal as he thought about Sondra being tormented by one of the guards and her not knowing who it might be. Sitting forward in his chair, Nick grabbed his cup, then caught Sondra’s confused gaze. He had to be stern with her on this point. “It will teach you to always trust your Dom...possible pain, never injury. Always remember that.” He watched the fear creep into her eyes. “Let’s hit the shower. I need to see you on your knees, slut.”
Chapter Four
Sondra gripped the armrest as she squinted against the sun coming in the window when the plane bounced along after it landed on a scorching hot runway.
The distant hills caught her attention.
Nick’s words echoed in her mind while the knots in her stomach tightened as she envisioned how dark it must get out there at night. Did Nick honestly intend to allow someone to tie her up and leave her out there for whoever might find her alone and naked?
Strong fingers lightly squeezed her knee and she turned to glance into his blue eyes, searching for answers.
“Don’t stress about this...things will be fine. You’ll make me proud among the Doms. They can’t help but be taken with how you carry yourself and you’ll stand out among the other submissives.”
“I don’t want to stand out, Sir.”
He curled a finger beneath her chin and pulled her closer for a kiss. The heat of his lips and the scent of his cologne stirred her erotic thoughts, churning her insides as she tried not to seep onto her red silk thong. Nick told her Omar always collected the panties his new subs wore during the plane ride to his palace in the hills...that he required the submissives to present the damp panties to him as soon as he summed them once they were in their rooms and unpacked.
Nick sniffed the air and she closed her eyes with a moan.
“Perhaps I should offer you up for bid? Now there’s an idea. We haven’t bid on a submissive in a long time.”
Her eyes flew open.
Nick’s eyes nearly commanded that she accept what he proposed. She hadn’t missed the sternness in his voice either.
He only looked at her for a moment before speaking. “I’ll take that idea up with Master Omar when we arrive.”
Sondra took in a deep breath, as though the air were being sucked from the plane. The brick terminal loomed outside, making her one step closer to Master Omar. She envisioned him as a stern sheik, commanding everything from a weak submissive and in that instant, her mind screamed that she not appear weak. One can be obedient without being weak; slaves might be weak...she was a submissive. There was a difference!
The hatch door opened. People took their turns exiting their rows.
Sondra scooted over, stood and Nick followed her out. The closer she got to the door, the warmer the air became. The August heat penetrated her clothes immediately when she descended the stairway and stepped onto the tarmac.
Nick laced their fingers as they walked and placed a warm kiss on the back of her hand. “This will be a visit you won’t forget but I want you to thoroughly enjoy the experiences, love.”
“It’s the unknown that scares me. I’ll try not to look at this as punishment.”
Immediate seriousness took over his features. “We could turn it into that if you wish. It wouldn’t take but a few meetings to arrange that.”
“Nick!”
He laughed and wrapped his arm around her to
walk into the terminal. Getting their luggage didn’t take long and before she knew it, she sat next to Nick in the back seat of the limo Omar had sent to pick them up.
“Stop chewing your lip, pet. You’re making it out to be worse than it will be.”
She turned to glance at Nick. “It won’t be bad for you because you know this man.”
He leaned close to her ear. “Just consider it an honor to hand him your soaked thong...I know it’s soaked, I can smell it.”
“Oh my gawd!” Sondra tugged the hem of her skirt as she squeezed her knees together.
Nick sniffed in her ear. “The driver can smell you, too. I saw him take a whiff when you climb into the car.”
His comment made her stomach flip to think the driver would make it so obvious. He probably got to smell all the submissives when they arrived. The order that she arrive in a skirt with no pantyhose, wearing only the thong that arrived in the mail last week, added to the mystery of their arrival. Her mind reeled with visions of being stripped naked in front of a total stranger.
The limo left the city and headed up into the hills, passing huge estates surrounded by walls to keep out intruders. Once again the orange tiled roofing drew her attention as she admired the palm trees. She did enjoy this area and was glad to be back, despite the fact that she had to meet unfamiliar Doms and Masters under these circumstances.
Finally the limo pulled into a gated driveway further up the mountain away from the other estates. After a winding drive up to the house, the vehicle stopped in front of a beautiful mansion decorated with palm trees. Colorful flowers scented the air as they walked to the front door.
A servant opened the door and Sondra walked in followed by Nick. No sooner had the door been closed when a striking woman with dark eyes met them and called Nick by name. Her blonde hair hung to her waist. She took his face in her hands and kissed him full on the mouth, surprising Sondra.
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