by P Nelson
“You want this, little girl?” he asked Calla. She nodded her head frantically.
“Yes, Master. I want to feel your cock deep inside of me”, Calla answered, her voice low and sensuous.
He pushed his leathers all the way off and walked over to one of her bound ankles. “You’ll take every inch of me in that tight pussy, Calla. And you will come over and over again for your master.” Flynn promised as he undid her ankle and massaged the skin. After releasing her second ankle he climbed back onto the bed and settled between her legs. “Wrap your legs around my hips”, he instructed as he helped her to align the entrance of her glistening slit with the head of his cock. Flicking the wand switch, he adjusted the flow of current. This is going to be a little bit stronger than last time. Play time is over, little girl.” He announced as he simultaneously slammed his erection fully into her pussy and dropped the end of the wand onto her clit. Calla’s cry of surprise at the electrical current and his swift invasion turned into moans of pleasure as she dug her heels into Flynn’s ass.
“Fuck, yes, girl.” Flynn ground out as he pumped into her body at a furious pace. He felt her pussy begin to flutter around his cock and he clenched his jaw as she screamed out. He didn’t stop pounding into her even as her head began to thrash back and forth; instead, he used the wand to continue torturing her clit. Only minutes later, another cry erupted from the back of her throat accompanied by tears streaming down her face.
“I can’t again, Master, please, I can’t again”, Calla cried out and pulled at the restraints around her wrists as her legs went limp around Flynn’s waist.
“You can, little girl. You can fucking come for me all night, or you can say your safe word.” Flynn punctuated every word with another thrust into her slick folds. He pressed the wand to her tortured flesh and Calla shrieked and growled like an animal. Flynn’s entire body was covered in sweat, and he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. She was so perfect, struggling to give him everything he wanted even though he was stripping everything from her. This was raw submission, and he was inhaling it like an addict. He would never get enough of this woman.
Flynn pressed the violet wand to her distended clit one last time and listened to Calla shriek. Bucking her hips, Flynn rode out her body’s response. He knew the moment she was going to come for him again as her legs went around his hips. Calla started gurgling and bore down on his cock until he felt her come hard enough to squeeze the semen that had been gathering in his balls all the way up his cock. He jammed into her as far as his body would allow, removing the wand and switching it off. He grabbed onto her ass cheeks and held her as he roared his release. The sound bounced off the walls as he pulled out and fucked into her with his softening cock. He yelled again and collapsed on top of her. The only sounds in the room were their mingled breathing and her soft sniffles as she tried to get control over her emotions.
Pulling back from Calla but keeping his dick lodged inside of her now-seeping pussy. Flynn rested an elbow on the mattress and looked at her. Tears, sweat, and drool covered Calla’s face as she tried to control her breathing. She had truly given everything to him, and he had pulled it into himself and thrust it back at her. She was shattered, and now, it was time to rebuild her.
“How do you feel, little girl?” Flynn asked, his voice soft but rough from his bellows.
“I don’t know”, she answered and Flynn felt a spike of male satisfaction that he had given this woman so much pleasure she couldn’t function.
“Let’s get you into a warm bath.” Flynn suggested as he reached over her prone body and undid the cuff around her hands. She immediately brought her arms down and rested them around Flynn’s shoulders.
“That was the most amazing experience of my life, Master”, Calla said before promptly bursting into tears. Flynn pulled his dick out of her and winced as the colder air touched him. He wished he could stay inside of her until he grew hard again. Gathering Calla up into his arms, he sat up and held her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. He realised that something had clicked in him tonight because of her. He had believed once that his ex-wife was his perfect match. Looking down at Calla, he knew deep down he would never find another sub that made him feel like a Dom. The realisation had his head reeling. Was this something he could handle?
Pushing away from the bed, he walked across to his private bathroom. As the owner of the Cage, he had perks. His private suite was larger than any of the others, and he had the only bathtub; everyone else had only showers. Flynn sat Calla on the edge of the bathtub and started the water. He threw in a handful of Epsom salts and checked the temperature again before helping Calla stand up. Grabbing a towel from the stack near the sink, he ran water over it before he cleaned in between Calla’s legs. He loved seeing his seed dripping from her pussy, knowing he had coated her walls.
Flynn threw the used towel into a basket near the sink. He nodded for her to get into the tub, and she used his hand and the rim to balance as she stepped into the hot water. Sliding down to face the faucet. She let out a loud sigh as she sank into the bathtub and laid her head back. Her skin had started to turn pink from the heat, and she looked like a very content and satisfied woman.
“Scoot forward a bit, Calla”, Flynn said softly, and she dreamily looked up at him as she leaned forward. It was all the invitation Flynn needed, and he slipped in behind her. The feeling of the water and Calla’s body together made him groan as he sat down. Wrapping his strong arms around her, he encouraged Calla to relax into his embrace. When was the last time he had enjoyed a soak in the tub with a woman? He had the large tub installed on a whim, but he had never actually used it to scene or to administer aftercare. Flynn always preferred to use the shower to wash them and send them on their way. Calla was different for so many reasons. He wanted to be a better man, a better Dom to her. He squeezed his arms around her.
Calla had never felt so replete and calm in her whole life. She hadn’t been sure about the violet wand at first. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. For the first time in her life, she had put her whole trust into another human being. The reward she received was overwhelming. Calla didn’t fool herself into thinking she could attain this level of peace with any man. No, it was Flynn. Even though they had only been playing for a week, she had already lost a part of her heart to him. The thought didn’t worry her, though. Flynn was an honourable man; he would never break her heart.
Flynn reached over and picked up a fluffy sponge from the rack hanging off the side of the tub. He dipped it into the warm water and glided it around her collarbones. Calla let out another satisfied sound and leaned forward to shut the tap off. Flynn immediately took advantage of her exposed back and began running the now soapy sponge up and down her spine. His tender ministrations had heat pooling in Calla’s lower belly again, and she was surprised she could feel anything after all the orgasms he had given her.
“What do you have this week?” Flynn asked as he gently pulled her back against him. Calla felt a thrill as his hard member pressed into her butt and lower back. She gasped and tried to concentrate as Flynn held out one of her arms and rubbed the sponge all the way down.
“I have clients for most of the week, and I need to get started on reading the member questionnaires to get to know them better.” Calla held her breath as Flynn moved the sponge across her belly to her other arm. “The best path forward is to have all existing members fill out a new psych evaluation and interview with me. That way, you’re sure everyone playing here is upholding the tenets of The Cage.”
“You have really put some thought into this”, Flynn murmured as he moved the sponge to one of her breasts. Her nipples were still sensitive from his attentions earlier, and it didn’t take long for her to begin pushing her chest up into the sponge.
“Yes.” Calla said on a moan. “I believe in the lifestyle and what you’re doing here.”
“Stay still, girl”, Flynn admonished, as he began massaging her other breast. �
��Are you going to meet with Master Dillon this week?”
Calla couldn’t speak; instead, she let out a moan in the affirmative. Flynn reached over with his free hand and pinched her nipple hard making her buck out of the tub. Water sloshed onto the black tile flooring.
“I need spoken answers, girl”, Flynn rebuked.
Gathering her thoughts was hard when Flynn was doing his best to distract her, but Calla did her best. “Even though Master Dillon has started to play again, I think he needs a proper plan to get him back to being a fully functioning Dom.” Calla thought of Dillon and Arianna’s scene the other night. “He was a perfect Dom, the scene he did was flawless, but I felt like there was something not quite right in his manner.” Calla shrugged and felt Flynn’s cock pulse against her back. “Since I have never watched him before, I’ll have to review some of his porn tapes.”
“So, you’re going to spend your week working your own job, analysing my patrons, and trying to rehabilitate one of my best friends?” Flynn dipped the sponge lower on Calla’s body, and she obligingly opened her legs farther apart. “You’re going to burn yourself out, little girl.”
“It’s important, Master.” Calla sighed as she felt the sponge glide along her still swollen pussy. She wanted to push into the welcoming pressure of the sponge, but she managed to hold herself back. “I like to work, and this is something I believe in.”
“As your Dom, it’s my job to make sure you don’t overwork yourself, girl.” Flynn’s voice had become stern as he lazily rubbed the sponge along the lips of her pussy. “You’re going to set aside a time every day for Cage business, and you’re going to stop whatever it is you’re doing, even if you’re not finished, to sleep and eat. Do you understand me?” Flynn stopped his motion, and Calla swallowed hard.
“Yes, Master, I understand”, Calla agreed.
“Good. You’re going to tell me the hours you’re working on The Cage, and I will call you at the end of the time to make sure you’re not still working.” Flynn began his intimate massage again. “If I catch you still working or not taking proper care of yourself, there will be consequences”, Flynn added vaguely.
“Consequences, Master?” Calla’s breathing had become deep, and desire pooled in her gut. She wanted more friction. A little over her clit, and she would orgasm again.
“My hand meeting your ass will just be the beginning”, Flynn warned as he shifted slightly behind her. “Rest your calves on the side of the tub, little girl.” He instructed as he let go of the sponge and let it float away. He pressed one of his hands to her pelvis to make sure she did not slip down any farther. Calla did as her master commanded, and the water sloshed around as she became further exposed to Flynn’s wicked hands. “The violet wand was a part of our mutual exploration, little girl, don’t think I haven’t thought of a hundred different ways to torture that sweet body of yours. Never forget that no one wants a perfect sub. The Dom inside me wants to punish you to heighten your pleasure.”
Calla whimpered as Flynn parted her nether lips and stroked once from the top of her slit to the bottom. “Yes, Master. I want you to play out your fantasies on me. I crave it.” It was the truth. She had fun exploring some of the milder forms of BDSM with her previous play partners, but the intimacy growing between her and Flynn was altogether intoxicating. She didn’t feel anything casual about the man holding and stroking the lust inside of her right now.
“You say all the right words, little girl.” Flynn abandoned teasing Calla’s pussy to place both his hands on her ass. “When I lift you up, push my cock into position at your entrance.” His voice had become rough with need, and it sent tiny spirals of desire shooting through her stomach.
“Yes, Master.” Calla reached down, prepared to do anything to feel her master’s cock inside of her again.
“Good girl.” Flynn squeezed her ass cheeks once before counting down. “Three, two, one.” Using only the strength in his arms, Flynn lifted her high out of the tub, water sluicing over the side of her body as she quickly grabbed hold of Flynn’s hard length and pressed the head to her slickened entrance. She let out a long sigh as he slowly lowered her onto his hard shaft. “Fuck.” He swore as she took him all the way down to the base. With her legs draped wide over the side of the tub, she was utterly at his mercy. Snaking his hand around to her clit once again, he began to stroke the hardened nub.
“Use your legs to move up and down.” Flynn ordered as he continued to circle her clit with his fingers. He used the other to anchor her hip to help her control the thrusts. Calla pulled her body up with a mixture of the leverage she found using her calves and her core muscles. She was going to have to start going to Pilates. The reward for her efforts was to feel Flynn’s thick shaft sliding in and out of her wet, inflamed folds. “Good girl”, he praised as he continued to circle her clit. It only took a few short minutes before the tension in her pussy became too much.
“I’m going to come, Master, please let me come.” She begged as she tried to hold off the wave of intense pleasure that was threatening to break over her body.
Licking the side of her ear, Flynn bit down on her earlobe before rasping. “Come for me, little girl. Squeeze my cock with that tight pussy of yours.” Calla let out her breath and let go. Her thighs wanted to squeeze together as Flynn pressed down on her clit. She shouted his name barely aware of her voice ricocheting off the tiled walls.
“It feels so good, Master”, Calla bit out as her tremors began to subside.
“Now it’s my turn.” Flynn removed his hand from her clit and positioned himself over top of her pussy. “Play with your pussy while I fuck you. I want to feel you come hard around my cock while I fill you up again.”
Calla opened the folds of her pussy and rubbed the too sensitive flesh. “Yes, Master.” She wanted to give him everything. All of her, no matter what he asked.
Flynn grabbed her ass with both hands again and moved around the tub until he was kneeling on the bottom. Calla sat perfectly over his cock and he held on her hips. With her legs still over the rim of the tub, she was a decadent treat waiting for his every whim. He didn’t start out slowly; instead, using his hands and his hips, he lifted her up and slammed her back down on his cock. She felt tight and slick as he pounded into her from behind. Flynn watched as her breasts bounced up and down and water sloshed over the side and onto the tile floor.
Not caring about anything but the pleasure he was getting from fucking his sub, Flynn let go, and he felt Calla’s own orgasm start to build as her fingers worked furiously at her core. Suddenly, Calla’s chest bowed and her mouth opened on a silent scream. Flynn felt her walls contract around him as he continued to shuttle his dick in and out of her. Tension built in his lower back, and his balls ached as he continued to ride out her orgasm; knowing they couldn’t play again until Wednesday forced him into making this good. He wanted her thinking about his cock while they were separated.
Unable to hang on any longer he shouted and buried himself deep. Hot spurts of semen erupted inside of her and Flynn held Calla’s body to him as he spent everything he had inside of her, knowing that she would always belong to him.
Part III
Sunday…
Calla stretched her arms up over her head as she looked over the piles of folders that lay in neat stacks around her leather couch. Her body ached in a few spots, and she definitely felt a couple of twinges between her thighs, but it had been worth it. Flynn had taken her places she never knew existed, and Calla had a pretty robust sexual appetite during her university days. She told her best friend Lilith she had to make up for Lilith since she was committed to her boyfriend. In reality, she liked sex, but Calla always felt like there was some piece of the puzzle missing for her. With Flynn, she found it. Her phone buzzed, and Calla poked around a few papers until she found it.
A text message from Flynn, he had dropped her off last night with boxes of profiles on the members of The Cage. She had wanted him to stay. He told her that if he spent the ni
ght, he would be tempted to break the rules. The rules stated that Doms and their training subs could only scene at the club. It was for both parties’ safety, but right now she felt as if it were very short-sighted. She caught Flynn’s name and smiled. He had checked in with her all day making sure she hadn’t gone into subdrop. It was a welcome change to the messages that her mom Sarah had left her. She hadn’t apologised for what she had said. Instead, she just assumed that Calla would forgive and forget. She was not ready to do either.
Picking up a sheaf of papers in one hand and her phone in the other, Calla walked into the kitchen. She texted Flynn that she was about to make some dinner and that she would put her work away, which in the strictest sense was true. She was hungry. And eventually, she would put her work aside. There was just so much to go through, and she wanted everything to be perfect. Calla opened the fridge and looked at the take-out boxes and half a jar of pickles with disinterest.
Her phone beeped, and she looked at it. Flynn obviously didn’t believe her. Calla was going to have to get creative about how to lie to him and not get a spanking. As she was formulating her reply, her doorbell rang. Only her friend Lilith might drop by unannounced or her moms. With heavy feet, she went to the door and opened it up thinking she was going to get a lecture from Sarah about ignoring her.
“Did you even check to see who might be standing on your doorstep, little girl?” Flynn asked with a deep frown on his face. Calla was so surprised to see him on her doorstep that she looked from his face to the bags in his hands back to her cell phone. It took her a moment to gather her thoughts.
