by Stone, Anna
Ruby didn’t miss the smile that flickered across Yvonne’s lips. “Good choice.”
She picked up a wooden spoon from the counter and flicked it against her hand experimentally, before tossing it aside. “We can do better than this.” Yvonne scanned the rest of the utensils before selecting a silicone spatula. She slapped it against her palm. “Yes, this is perfect. Now, do you remember your safeword?”
Ruby nodded.
“Good. Bend over the counter.”
Ruby blinked. “You want me to-”
“I wasn’t asking.”
Ruby took a deep breath and bent over, resting her forearms on the flour-covered countertop, bringing her safeword to the front of her mind. She felt Yvonne’s hand at the back of her knee, gliding slowly up the back of her thigh, dragging her skirt up in the process. A shiver went through her, all thoughts of using her safeword gone.
Yvonne pulled the skirt all the way up around Ruby’s waist, grazing her hands over Ruby’s panty-covered ass cheeks. She drew the spatula along the center of Ruby’s back, sending heat rising within her.
“You’d think that something hard and firm would be the best tool for this kind of discipline,” Yvonne said. “But it’s the more flexible materials that have the most bite.”
Yvonne slithered the spatula down to Ruby’s ass cheek. Ruby screwed her eyes shut just in time to feel a firm slap on her ass. She gasped, the impact resonating through her, jolting her entire body forward. But in the wake of the pain, Ruby began to burn all over.
Yvonne spanked Ruby again and again, increasing the force with each swat. Ruby sucked in a hard breath. Yvonne had been right about one thing. The innocent-looking spatula packed a punch. Each hit was a sharp sting that diffused along every inch of Ruby’s skin until her entire body was afire. A moan escaped Ruby’s lips. She buried her head in her arms, her knees threatening to collapse. Yvonne continued to spank her, not holding back any longer, each strike penetrating deeper into her.
Ruby whimpered, the ache within her growing unbearable. Yvonne put the spatula down beside Ruby’s head and drew her hand up the back of Ruby’s leg.
“Learned your lesson yet?” Yvonne asked.
“Yes,” Ruby murmured.
“I don’t think you have.” Yvonne’s hand crept upward toward the inside of Ruby’s thigh. “In fact, I think you enjoyed it.”
Ruby quivered as Yvonne’s hand reached the peak of Ruby’s thighs, her fingertips brushing against Ruby’s now damp panties.
“Well?” Yvonne pressed her fingers firmly between Ruby’s lower lips, sliding them up and down. “Did you enjoy that?”
Ruby nodded, then realized Yvonne couldn’t see her head. “Yes. Yes, Mistress.”
“Of course you did. I knew you would.” Yvonne leaned down over her, her warm breath cradling the back of Ruby’s ear. “Your Mistress knows exactly what she’s doing.”
Ruby exhaled softly. She felt Yvonne pressing against her ass, her breasts against Ruby’s back, pushing her down onto the countertop. Yvonne slid her hands up to Ruby’s waist. Ruby let out a breath, desperate for Yvonne to take her there and then, to relieve the throbbing inside her.
Instead, Yvonne took Ruby’s skirt and pulled it back down to cover Ruby’s legs.
She pulled away. “I’m going to take a shower. I expect the kitchen to be clean when I’m done.”
Huh? Ruby straightened up and turned around.
But Yvonne was already gone.
Ruby groaned into the empty kitchen. Was Yvonne serious? Was she really going to leave Ruby like this? She sighed.
Your Mistress knows exactly what she’s doing.
When Yvonne finished showering, she headed into the living room to find Ruby waiting for her.
Ruby got up from the couch expectantly. “I’ve finished cleaning the kitchen.”
“Good.” Yvonne sat down and grabbed the book she’d left on the coffee table, opening it up.
Ruby hovered by the couch. “So, what are we doing for the rest of the night?”
Yvonne didn’t take her eyes off her book. “I don’t know about you, but I plan to catch up on some reading.”
“Really? That’s all?”
“Yes, that’s all.” Yvonne rarely had the time to read, but she found herself struck with the urge to spend some time relaxing .
Plus, she wanted to toy with Ruby for a few hours.
Ruby let out a skeptical murmur. Yvonne ignored her. After a few seconds, Ruby sat down next to Yvonne. Without thinking, Yvonne glanced up at her.
That was a mistake. Ruby peered back at Yvonne from under her long, thick eyelashes, her blonde hair now loose around her shoulders, one bare, slender leg crossed over the other. She had a smudge of flour on her cheek, and her blue eyes shimmered with lust.
Yvonne’s resolve wavered. In the time since they’d met, Ruby had only gotten better at getting under Yvonne’s skin. Yvonne looked back down at her book and turned a page carefully, somehow managing to maintain her composure.
“Yvonne?” When Yvonne didn’t respond, Ruby pulled down the top of Yvonne’s book. “Don’t you want to finish what you started in the kitchen?”
Yvonne looked up at her sharply. “Are you questioning your Mistress?”
“No, I just-”
“Let me be clear. What happened in the kitchen wasn’t your punishment.”
Ruby frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You’ll understand soon enough.” Yvonne pulled the book back out of Ruby’s fingers.
“Come on,” Ruby said. “You’re home early, for once. We have the rest of the evening ahead of us. Isn’t there something you’d rather be doing?” She traced her fingers up Yvonne’s knee, a playful look in her eyes. “Or someone?”
Yvonne put her book down, ignoring the desire Ruby’s voice provoked in her. She’d only intended to keep Ruby hanging for a few hours before giving her what she wanted .
But here Ruby was, blatantly trying to steal back control.
Yvonne locked her eyes on Ruby’s. “What did I tell you about trying to tempt me? Trying to get me to do what you want?”
Ruby withdrew her hand. “That if I did it again, you’d do far worse than make me crawl.”
“And what are you doing right now?”
Ruby lowered her gaze, a gesture of contrition that was entirely unconvincing. “Trying to get you to do what I want.”
“If you don’t stop, your punishment will only last longer. Don’t play games with me, Ruby. You won’t win.”
Ruby crossed her arms and sat back in the chair, but didn’t say anything. As Yvonne began to read again, Ruby glanced back at her, her expression becoming more and more agitated.
But Yvonne only ignored her, until finally, Ruby let out a huff and strode out of the room.
When Yvonne heard Ruby’s bedroom door shut, she put down her book and stretched out on the couch. She wasn’t the type to play games with her submissive, but she needed to keep Ruby in line without extinguishing the woman’s playful side entirely. It was becoming more and more clear that it was a genuine part of Ruby’s personality. The last thing Yvonne wanted was to discourage Ruby from expressing herself, especially not now that Ruby was finally letting that mask of hers slip, letting Yvonne see through to the real woman behind it.
Yvonne liked what she saw. She’d thought that Ruby had engineered herself to appeal to Yvonne’s fantasies, to be her perfect woman. However, the real Ruby was even more appealing to Yvonne than the woman she’d met at the bar that night. The Ruby who was completely unaware of the flour on her cheek was so much more beautiful. The Ruby who didn’t hesitate to express her true desires was so much more irresistible. The woman who had asked Yvonne to get into bed with her that night after they’d returned from Lilith’s Den stirred far more inside Yvonne than that seductress who had approached Yvonne at the bar in Vegas.
Was Yvonne getting too attached to Ruby? That was not a good idea. Their arrangement was just temporary, a
nd Yvonne had essentially hired Ruby. She had no interest in anything more than physical with the woman. She’d already crossed a line by taking Ruby on as a submissive.
She couldn’t let the lines blur any further.
Chapter 14
“ H i, Yvonne.” Ruby stretched herself out on the couch, peering up at the other woman. “When did you get home?”
Yvonne’s gaze skipped along Ruby’s body. “What are you wearing?”
“You mean this?”
Although it was still early in the night, Ruby was dressed in what could barely be described as sleepwear. The low-cut satin nightie was a deep red color and had a bow at the front. It was barely long enough to cover the matching panties underneath it. Ruby didn’t normally dress so provocatively at home. Most of the time, she wore casual but classy designer outfits in an attempt to dress in a way that was ‘befitting of her status’ as Yvonne Maxwell’s wife. But right now, Ruby was trying to catch her ‘wife’s’ attention.
And the look on Yvonne’s face told Ruby it was working.
“I went shopping again today,” Ruby said. “I picked up some new clothes. You told me to buy whatever I wanted. This is something I want.”
“That’s why you’re lying around in practically nothing?” Yvonne scoffed. “I think you have an ulterior motive. I think you’re trying to make me end your punishment.”
“I’m just doing what you told me to. If my outfit is distracting you, that’s not my fault.”
Yvonne gave Ruby a sharp look. “Careful. I don’t want to have to spank you again.”
Ruby flushed. “I didn’t mind that. It was everything that came afterward.”
Yvonne had told Ruby that the spanking in the kitchen wasn’t Ruby’s real punishment. It hadn’t taken Ruby long to figure out what her real punishment was.
Since that night over a week ago, Yvonne hadn’t so much as touched her.
It wasn’t the kind of torture Ruby had expected when she’d signed that second contract with Yvonne, but it was torture nonetheless. Ruby had spent the entire week in a state of constant frustration. Every time she’d walked into the kitchen, she’d found herself reliving that moment when Yvonne had had her bent over the counter over and over. And she might have been imagining it, but Yvonne seemed to be playing games with her too. Every time Ruby was in the kitchen with Yvonne, Yvonne would get awfully close, ostensibly to grab something nearby. Whenever they passed each other in the hall, Yvonne would brush against her. And several times a day, Yvonne would summon Ruby to her, as though she intended to finally put an end to her game, but instead, she’d simply ask Ruby an unnecessary question before dismissing her .
It was driving Ruby mad.
“While we’re on the topic,” Yvonne said. “I’ve been doing some thinking. Perhaps it’s time I ended your punishment.”
Ruby sat upright. “Really?”
Yvonne’s lips curled up at the side. “Come with me and find out.”
Ruby followed Yvonne into the hall, and toward Ruby’s bedroom. But Yvonne strolled straight past it, continuing until they reached the bedroom next to Yvonne’s.
Yvonne’s ‘playroom.’
Nervous excitement bubbled up inside Ruby. She hadn’t returned to that room since that fateful night. She’d been waiting for Yvonne to take her back inside, to finally give her a taste of all the toys hidden in the drawers and closet.
Yvonne opened the door and pulled Ruby toward the bed. She drew Ruby into her, running her hand up the side of Ruby’s thigh, over the silk of her nightie. Ruby’s heart began to race. Yvonne was being unusually gentle. Considering Yvonne spent over a week tormenting Ruby, she couldn’t help but be suspicious.
Yvonne grabbed the hem of Ruby’s nightie. “This needs to come off.” She pulled it over Ruby’s head, leaving her in just her panties, then gestured toward the bed. “Why don’t you get comfortable?”
As Ruby got onto the bed and lay on her side, Yvonne slipped out of her dress, revealing a matching black bra and panties made of delicate mesh trimmed with lace. Ruby stared, transfixed. Had Yvonne planned this, or did she simply walk around every single day wearing sexy lingerie underneath her fitted black dresses ?
Yvonne climbed onto the bed and pushed Ruby back down to it, straddling her. Ruby drew in a hard breath.
“Have you missed this?” Yvonne drew a hand down Ruby’s chest, tracing her fingers idly over her breasts. “Have you missed me?”
“Yes,” Ruby murmured. “So much.”
Yvonne dipped low, her lips brushing Ruby’s ear. “As much as I’ve enjoyed watching you squirm all week, I’ve missed having a toy to play with.”
Yvonne kissed Ruby behind her ear, using her lips to draw a line of kisses down the side of Ruby’s throat, all the way to Ruby’s chest. Ruby trembled. After so long without Yvonne’s touch, every inch of Ruby’s skin was hypersensitive, every nerve in her body primed.
Yvonne teased Ruby’s nipple with her lips, coaxing a moan from deep in Ruby’s chest. Her hand wandered down between Ruby’s legs. Ruby’s thighs quivered involuntarily.
“How long has it been since you last came?” Yvonne asked.
“I can’t remember.” Ruby was suddenly finding it difficult to think. Her mind was a fog of arousal.
“I hope you haven’t been playing with yourself. Not without your Mistress.”
Ruby shook her head. Although Yvonne hadn’t explicitly forbidden it, Ruby was all too aware that her pleasure belonged to Yvonne alone.
“Good.” Yvonne ran her fingertips down Ruby’s slit, pressing the silk of her panties into her. “You must be dying for release by now.”
“God, yes.” Ruby was getting wetter by the second .
“That’s too bad.” Yvonne pulled back slowly. “Because I’m not going to give it to you.”
What? Ruby groaned. She should have known Yvonne wasn’t done toying with her.
“Oh, Ruby.” Yvonne shook her head. “Did you really think I was going to let you get away with this? Didn’t I tell you if you kept trying to seduce me, there would be consequences?”
Ruby bit the inside of her cheek, trying to distract herself from the fire raging within her. This was agonizing.
“Perhaps I should leave you here, as you are. A few more days should be long enough for you to learn your lesson.”
Ruby bit back a curse, her head tipping back. “I can’t take any more of this. I’m sorry! I won’t do it again.”
Yvonne considered Ruby’s words for a moment. “I’m a fair Mistress. Perhaps I should give you a chance to demonstrate just how contrite you are.”
“Yes,” Ruby begged. “Anything.”
“Anything?” Yvonne folded her arms over her chest. “You really mean that, don’t you?”
Ruby nodded. “Yes, Mistress.”
“I appreciate your dedication, but for now, the task I’m giving you is a simple one. Make me come. If you can manage that, then perhaps I’ll consider letting you come.”
Ruby flushed all over. “Yes, Mistress.” She’d been waiting for this chance since that night Yvonne had fucked her in her bedroom.
“One last thing.”
Yvonne leaned over and opened the top drawer of the nightstand. The drawer’s contents made a metallic clink as she rustled around inside it. What was she looking for? Ruby’s mind raced with all the possibilities, each more intriguing than the last.
Finally, Yvonne produced a small velvet pouch from the drawer. She reached inside it, pulling out a long, thin silver chain. At the ends of the chain were two small silver clips. Each clip had a string of red rubies with small diamonds in between dangling from it. Each clip had a large ruby dangling from it like a teardrop.
Yvonne dangled the chain from her finger. “I had them made just for you. I thought it was time I bought my wife some jewelry.”
Were those nipple clamps? Ruby stared at them, her lips parting slightly. Yvonne’s twisted sense of humor aside, Ruby had to admit that they were beautiful. Th
e silver chain was fine and delicate, and Ruby had no doubt that the gemstones were real.
Yvonne brushed Ruby’s hair behind her shoulders, out of the way of her breasts. “I’ll put them on.”
Yvonne took Ruby’s pebbled nipple in her fingertips, attaching a clamp to it. She turned a knob on the side so that the clamp squeezed tighter, making Ruby’s nipple tingle and burn. Ruby sucked in a breath. The clamps were deceptive in their delicateness, the weight of the jewels hanging from them tugging at her nipple. By the time Yvonne finished attaching the other clamp, that tingling she felt had traveled all the way down to where Ruby’s thighs met.
Yvonne drew back, admiring her handiwork. “Don’t you look delectable?”
She gave the chain hanging from Ruby’s chest a gentle pull. Ruby gasped, a shock wave of pleasure going through her.
“Now, where were we?” Yvonne took a few stray pillows and arranged them at her back, reclining against them. She slid her hands down to her waist and peeled her panties down her legs before parting her thighs. “Go on. Prove to me that you deserve to be released from your punishment.”
Without hesitation, Ruby crawled between Yvonne’s legs, gliding a hand up the inside of Yvonne’s thigh. She wanted to savor the moment, to take things slow and explore every inch of the other woman’s body, but she was dying to come herself. Yvonne had kept her on edge for so long, and Ruby ached for her. Only she could give Ruby what she needed.
But first, Ruby had to give her Mistress what she needed.
Ruby buried herself between Yvonne’s thighs, her head filling with the other woman’s sweet scent, her lips grazing the soft hair that covered Yvonne’s nether lips. Ruby slipped her tongue between them, relishing the woman’s silky heat.
A murmur rose from Yvonne’s chest. “Yes. Show me how much you’ve missed your Mistress’s touch.”
Ruby drew her tongue up to Yvonne’s clit and painted soft spirals around it. A deep sigh fell from Yvonne’s lips, invigorating Ruby. She grabbed onto the sides of Yvonne’s hips to anchor herself. The motion caused the heavy jewels dangling from the nipple clamps to swing, sending a bolt of pleasure through her. The moan Ruby let out was muffled by her Mistress’s thighs.
