Demand to Submit

by Jaci Burton

  Kyr's gaze turned to face her, his voice husky with desire. "Do you enjoy watching this, Waia?"

  No. She wanted to participate. She wanted to be the one pleasuring him. Her excitement came from seeing the look of rapture on his face as Sheren worked his cock with her mouth. Instead, she was bound and unable to move. She struggled against the restraints to no avail. "Master Kyr, I would like to suck you."

  His eyes darkened like a stormy midnight. "I know you would. But you must wait until I'm ready for you."

  The whimpering sounds she heard now were her own. Sheren's moans grew louder. Kyr pulled his shaft from her mouth. It glistened with the woman's saliva.

  "Sheren, you may come now."

  Sheren drove her fingers inside her pussy, using her other hand to furiously stroke her clit. She tilted her head back and screamed with the force of her orgasm, bucking against her own hand for several long seconds, then pulled her soaked fingers from her pussy and dropped to the ground, breathing heavily.

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  Kyr watched, seemingly enraptured by Sheren's self-induced orgasm.

  Was it true that he derived his pleasure from a woman's contentment? Could she fulfill the need to please him by pleasuring herself? Could she ever hope to reach that pinnacle, to be the woman he needed her to be?

  Kyr moved away from Sheren and toward Waia, his cock still wet from the woman's mouth.

  "Watching Sheren come excites me because it gives her pleasure. I allow her to suck my cock because it increases her arousal. Do you understand what I'm saying, Waia?"

  Desire coiled up inside her like a fire-breathing dragon in her belly. So it was true, and now it made sense. She ached for Kyr's touch, wanting only to give him the same kind of contentment Sheren had. "Yes, Master Kyr."

  "Good. Now let's test your tolerance and see what kind of things will pleasure us both." He kneeled in front of her, lifting her chin with his fingers. His eyes were dark with passion.

  "I want to play with you, Waia. I will touch you, feel your mouth around my cock and the heat of your pussy squeezing me. I will run my whip over your soft skin, entice you with it, then let you feel its sting. I will watch it make the cream in your pussy pour from you in excitement. I want you to please me in any way I say. In turn, I want to know that it also pleasures you. I will bring an entire world of pleasure to you tonight, Waia. Sights, sounds, touch...anything you can imagine may happen."

  His words evoked images that made her nipples tighten and her clit throb with a surge of heat so intense she felt it might burn her from the inside out.

  "Sheren, you may go now."

  The woman stood, nodded and grabbed her dress, hurrying around the other side of the screen and leaving Waia and Kyr alone.

  "Get on your hands and knees," he commanded. "Look at me."

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  She dropped forward and placed her palms flat on the softly carpeted surface, then tilted her head up to look at him. He stood in front of her, his cock enticingly close to her face. A quick inhale caught the scent of his musky arousal, his pheromones no doubt responsible for the heavy surge of lust deep in her sex. After all, her only pleasure was derived from his--or at least it had been before. Now she was confused, because watching Sheren take Kyr's shaft deep into her mouth made her shiver with the need to feel his thick rod pumping in and out between her lips. And she wanted to come as Sheren had, in big gasps of lightning-like pleasure. She wanted to see that look of satisfaction on Kyr's face and know that her orgasm had been responsible for it.

  She'd never craved an orgasm since she'd been altered, despite the extensive testing the scientists had done on her. So why now, and why with Kyr? Was it because of the way he spoke to her, the way he explained how much his pleasure depended on hers?

  There wasn't further time to ponder the thought because Kyr stepped forward, grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head even farther back. Lust darkened his half-hooded eyes.

  "Take my cock in your mouth, Waia. Wrap those sweet lips around it and take it deep."

  Thrilled at the prospect of pleasuring him, she snaked her tongue along the flared head of his cock, savoring the sweet flavor of pre-cum that escaped from the tip before capturing his cock head between her lips. She wrapped her lips tight around the shaft and drew him into the warm recesses of her mouth.

  "Yes, just like that," he said, pushing his hips forward to propel his thick shaft between her lips.

  He fucked her mouth and it gave her great pleasure. She felt it between her legs.

  The warm wetness gathered there, the pulsing growing ever stronger.

  This was desire, and it surprised and pleased her that she could feel it. She moaned against his swollen flesh.

  "Look at me," he commanded.

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  She raised her gaze to him and he smiled, his face all harsh planes and angles.

  "Does this excite you?"

  She nodded.

  "Excellent. Now let's drive your desire even higher." He withdrew and motioned his head to the doorway. A woman and man hurried into the chamber and knelt before him. Both were beautiful in appearance. The woman's blonde hair hung straight to her buttocks. The man's hair was a light brown and shoulder-length.

  "Bring your master," he commanded. They nodded and left and Kyr turned back to her.

  "You will enjoy this aspect of your training."

  She wasn't certain if it was a command or if he truly believed she would. Nor did she know what to expect next. Why did Kyr summon their master?

  Her nipples hardened and she shivered despite the warmth of the room.

  Anticipation and the unknown always bothered her. "What are we going to do now?"

  He arched a brow. "I will expect you to be silent unless I give you permission to speak. And when you answer me, you will answer me as 'Master Kyr'. Understood?"

  In an instant her altered DNA kicked in. She immediately dropped her chin to her chest, hating the need that burned inside her, the need that made her into something she wasn't. But that desperate inclination to submit overrode her own natural desire to fight anyone who tried to dominate her. She nodded and said, "Yes, Master Kyr."

  Waia peeked out of the corner of her eye as the young man and woman returned with a man strolling into the chambers behind them. He was very tall, like Kyr, with dark, skull-trimmed hair. His eyes were a mesmerizing blue-green, his body broad and well-muscled. He wore a sleeveless tunic and tight black pants that hugged his strong thighs. His gaze was focused on her.

  "Damon," Kyr said.

  "Kyr," Damon replied, his lips curling into a half smile. "A little adventure?"

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  "Training," Kyr said.

  Damon nodded and approached, stopping in front of Waia.

  "Do not look at him," Kyr said to Waia. "Keep your eyes to the ground."

  She tilted her head down.

  "She's beautiful," Damon said. "What's her name?"

  "Waia."

  Damon reached out and skimmed her cheek. His fingers were warm and when he touched her it sent an almost electrical pulse soaring through her body. She didn't know what his purpose would be in her training. Nor did she understand why she responded to him.

  "Damon is a sexual empath, Waia. He is an expert at giving pleasure. You will be unable to resist him. Don't even try. You have my permission to feel all the delights you can stand with him."

  Damon laughed. "I hope to give her great joy tonight, Kyr."

  "Bring your charges to join us, Damon," Kyr said.

  "Mala and Joph, come forward," Damon commanded. "Undress and see to Master Kyr while I touch this beautiful woman here."

  "Waia, lift your head and watch," Kyr instructed.

  She lifted her head and looked at Damon's submissives as they disrobed. Their bodies were breathtaking. Perfect in form. They hurried over to Kyr, running their hands over his b
road shoulders and chest, down his back and over his buttocks.

  Simultaneously they reached for his cock, wrapping their hands around his shaft and balls.

  Kyr kept his gaze trained on Waia as if he wasn't paying the slightest attention to the man and woman touching him. Waia, however, was transfixed, every neuron in her body firing overtime as the sensations overloaded her. A man and a woman had their hands all over Kyr. In the meantime, Damon was touching her in intimate ways, 71

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  sweeping his huge hands across her back, cupping her pussy, tapping her clit and sending sparks of awareness shooting through her sex. She moaned, unable to hold back her body's reaction.

  "Don't attempt to resist it," Damon said. "You can't and it will only pain you to try." He stepped behind her and bent down, running his tongue over her lower back.

  Then farther, between her legs, snaking out to delve into her pussy. She jerked at the sensation, keeping her eyes focused on Kyr.

  Mala and Joph dropped to their knees. Kyr laid his hands on the tops of their heads but he watched only Waia as Mala shifted underneath Kyr and licked the twin globes of his balls. Waia's lips parted in great anticipation as she watched Joph lean toward Kyr and take Kyr's thick shaft between his lips and engulf it. Kyr's eyes glazed, then he surged his hips forward and began to fuck Joph's mouth.

  Waia's clit quivered, whether from the erotic visual in front of her or Damon's licking assault on her pussy she wasn't certain. She only knew she felt awake and alive, as if fireworks were exploding inside her body. She dug her nails into her palms and bucked against Damon's mouth, all the while transfixed as Kyr fucked his cock between Joph's eager, sucking lips. She had never seen anything more arousing in her life. To see Mala with her back arched between Kyr's legs, licking at his balls and even farther toward his ass, to see this man she so desired being utterly worshiped, was the most enticing event she'd ever witnessed.

  Kyr commanded Mala and Joph to face him on their knees, and he alternated sliding his cock between both their lips, pulling his cock out of one mouth only to slide it into another.

  "Ah, yes," he said to them. "Suck it deep."

  And they did, eagerly devouring his thick member.

  "Are you enjoying this, Waia?" he asked, keeping his gaze trained on her.

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  She nodded, not certain whether her body could handle this assault of sensation.

  Damon's tongue was long, warm and wet as he stroked up and down her flaming pussy. But she focused mainly on Kyr and the pleasure he was receiving.

  Kyr moved a chair in front of Waia and sat. "Joph, come impale yourself on my cock."

  The male hurried over and reached for a bottle of oil, coating his anus. He straddled Kyr's thighs and spread apart his buttocks, then sank onto Kyr's shaft, moaning as he fit himself around Kyr's cock. Kyr reached for Joph's hips and thrust forward, burying his cock in the male's ass.

  Waia gasped, imagining the sensation of having Kyr buried in her ass. She wanted that feeling inside her. Jealousy reared its ugly head again and she forced it back.

  "Your woman's pussy is drenched, Kyr," Damon said. "She is the sweetest honey."

  Kyr's eyes were dark as a storm. "That she is." Kyr thrust lazily, his cock disappearing into Joph's ass. As they sat in front of her, Waia had a perfect view of the fucking.

  "Mala, suck Joph until he comes in your mouth," Kyr directed.

  Mala scurried over and engulfed Joph's shaft in her mouth, cupping his balls and squeezing them hard. Joph whimpered and cried out as he was fucked and sucked by Kyr and Mala.

  "Mala, touch your pussy and make yourself come too," Kyr said.

  Mala moaned, reaching between her legs to work her clit in a furious fashion. The scent of sex surrounded the room. The look of rapture on Mala's and Joph's faces made Waia jealous. She wanted that experience. She wanted to feel.

  Damon's tongue against her pussy was delightful, but it wasn't giving her the earth-shattering experience that Mala and Joph were having.

  "Master Kyr, when may I come?" Joph asked, lifting and lowering himself against Kyr's cock.

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  "When I say so," Kyr said, slapping Joph's ass hard. "Do not ask me again or I will stop fucking you." Kyr kept his gaze still trained on Waia.

  It was then Waia realized there was no emotion on Kyr's face.

  Was he not feeling pleasure fucking Joph and watching her being licked by Damon?

  "Damon, I want you to fuck Waia," Kyr said.

  Damon rose up and positioned his cock at her pussy, driving inside her in one hard thrust.

  Then she understood. Her pussy tightened around Damon's cock, the sensation sweet, the pulses pleasurable. And yet her eyes were on Kyr. And she knew what he knew.

  They were bonded. The enjoyment of the other people in the room was physical. A sensation that was pleasurable, yet not emotional. Though Kyr's cock was being squeezed tight by Joph's ass and her pussy was being well-fucked by Damon's cock, it wasn't the same.

  She wanted Kyr inside her. Her ultimate pleasure would come when Kyr fucked her. That's what she needed.

  Yet knowing Kyr was watching another man pleasure her brought her to even greater heights. This acceptance of all things sensual was something she hadn't expected.

  "There are many delights in this universe," Kyr said, his voice tight with strain.

  "You need only open your mind and allow yourself to accept them. Let yourself go.

  Allow it to happen."

  Her mind heard the commands. She saw the intensity in Kyr's eyes and knew it was meant for her. She wanted to do this for him. He was giving her pleasure in allowing her to watch what was happening to him. She wanted to do the same.

  Yet she couldn't let herself go, even though he demanded her submission to him.

  Even in this, she failed him.

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  Damon stroked her back as he fucked her.

  "Waia," he said above her. "Close your eyes."

  If she did, she'd lose contact with Kyr. She looked to Kyr, who nodded. "Do as he says."

  She swept her eyes shut.

  "Kyr wants you to feel. Not just for him, but for yourself. Relax, listen to the sensations in your body and allow it to happen. If you come, even with me, it will give him the greatest pleasure."

  But how could it be? Yet with her eyes closed, she felt every pulse, her pussy tightening around Damon's thick shaft. It was as if he was crawling inside her, exploring every part of her. How could he make her feel these delicious sensations?

  Damon leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You are tied into your feelings for Kyr. I am merely magnifying them with my touch. Every sensation you feel comes not from me, but from within you. Enjoy them, my beauty. My pleasure comes from yours."

  Her feelings for Kyr? The whole sensation of being bonded with him, of knowing the ultimate pleasure would come from fucking him...it scared her.

  She didn't want to think about what would happen if she attached herself to Kyr.

  He wasn't keeping her. He was training her, teaching her to adapt to her altered genetics, and that was all. When he was finished, he would release her. She had to remain immune to him.

  Oh, but the way he looked at her, as if no one in the world existed but her. It was hard to resist that pull. As if she alone mattered, and no one else. As if he'd never looked at another being the way he was looking at her now.

  As if he loved her.

  If only that were the case.

  She had never been loved. What would it feel like to be consumed like that?

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  Damon stilled. Withdrew.

  "Kyr," Damon said. "A moment please."

  Waia opened her eyes, saw Kyr pull away from Joph. He and Damon moved to the bath while Kyr washed himself. As Damon spoke, Kyr looked over at Waia, frowned, then nodded.


  Damon came back to her, kissed her on the lips and said, "Kyr is a very fortunate man."

  He nodded to Joph and Mala, who gathered their things and left.

  Dread fell over Waia. She had done something wrong. They hadn't finished.

  The invisible bonds chaining her disappeared. Kyr stepped up to her and dragged her to her feet, grasping her wrist and pulling her out of the screened-in area.

  Waia assumed she was going to be punished as Kyr dragged her into his bedchamber.

  Instead, he pulled her into his arms and slanted his mouth across hers, his tongue sliding between her lips on a ragged moan, plunging and retreating. His hands found her hair, tangling in it, pulling it, the sharp sting only enhancing her desire.

  She felt raw passion in his touch, his kiss, her naked body aligned with his and every inch of her assaulted by his fiery heat.

  If this was punishment, she wanted it to go on all night long.

  His heartbeat raged a mad rhythm against her, his breath panting against her mouth as if he were gasping for breath. What was going on here? She wanted to ask but didn't dare say anything to break this magical spell. All she knew was want, need, desire, and she didn't want this to stop.

  He fell onto the bed with her in his arms, not once breaking the contact between his mouth and hers. His hands roamed over her body with a sense of desperation, as if there wasn't enough time in the world to do everything he wanted to do with her.

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  She touched him back, letting her hands wander freely over his shoulders, down his arms, memorizing every muscle and ridged vein, soaking in the sensation as her nerve endings sprang to vivid life.

  He rolled over her and nudged her legs apart with his knee, then came down on top of her. Cradling her head between his hands, he kissed her. Softly, gently, so sweet it made her ache inside.

  "For you," he whispered, then took her mouth as he plunged inside her.

  Oh, God. This was nothing like before. Nothing at all. Emotions swirled inside her and tears fell from her eyes. She wrapped her legs around him as her pussy catapulted into contractions, squeezing him in a tight grip. He groaned against her lips, sliding his tongue against hers in mimic to the actions of his cock moving inside her.

  She couldn't breathe. It was too much to accept. She wasn't prepared for the onslaught of such bliss. It rocketed her emotions and she fought against it. She couldn't do it. She pushed against his chest, frightened of what she felt.

  She loved him and she couldn't love him. The way they fit together was too sweet, too perfect. If she allowed it to continue, it would consume her.