Chapter Five
The soft blush began on her cheeks, spread down her neck and across her breasts as she waited for Cade’s reaction to her submission. Reminding herself that he was the man she loved, she tried to relax and failed, becoming more tense as the minutes ticked by.
“Stand up.” His voice was demanding with no give in it.
Trembling with fear and excitement, she gracefully rose to her feet, her hands by her sides, feeling his eyes on her. A trail of scorching heat moved over her, from her face to her breasts, then down her belly to her pussy.
“Show me your bracelet.”
Addison held out her arm. She watched as he touched each dot with a long, strong finger. His finger pressed on the green dot. “I’m going to fuck you tonight.” His voice was rough and determined. “Do you agree?”
“Yes, Ca…Sir.”
“Master, pet. You will call me Master. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Offer your breasts to me, pet. Pinch your nipples.”
Blushing with arousal and shyness, she cupped her breasts in her hands then pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, watching as they stiffened and swelled with blood, turning a deep rosy pink. A small moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Knowing he was watching her touch herself was surprisingly arousing.
Cade grasped her around the waist and pulled her between his legs. “Like this,” he told her as he brushed her hands away from her breasts then surrounded her nipples with his fingers and pinched them until a squeak of pain left her lips. The pressure increased and she sucked in her breath, determined to please him. A moment later, to her amazement, the pain morphed into a warm kind of pleasure and shot straight to her clit. Swaying, she reached for him.
“Hands down, pet. You don’t have permission to touch me. Yet.”
She dropped her hands as he stood and moved behind her. He pulled her back against his warm chest, surrounding her with his arms as his hands covered her breasts, his fingers pinching and tugging on her nipples. She let her head fall back against his chest, her heart pounding, her breath panting from between her lips. She could feel the blood rushing through her body, swelling the delicate tissues of her pussy. Pressing back against him, she moaned then slid her hands back until her little fingers touched the material covering his legs, desperate to feel more connected to him.
He increased the pressure again, drawing another moan from her before moving around her and taking her right nipple into his mouth, surrounding it with his lips. His cheeks hollowed out as he sucked on it then his teeth bit down and she held still, waiting to see what he would do. His teeth increased the pressure on her nipple as his right hand slid around her waist and curved her hips against his and he nudged her backward. Off balance, her hands by her sides, she let her weight rest in his arms. Moans of pleasure whispered from her lips as his mouth slid to her other nipple and nibbled and sucked on it, his tongue flicking back and forth over it. When he raised his head, her nipples were dark red and embarrassingly distended.
“Very pretty, pet. You’ll look beautiful wearing my clamps.” He flicked her nipples with his fingers then pulled her closer to the chair before he sat down. “Turn around, spread your feet, and grab your ankles.”
Addison hesitated for a moment and he slapped her thigh. She cried out and reached to rub the sting away and he slapped her hand away. “That’s five, baby. Playing with you is going to be more fun than I realized.”
Glancing over her shoulder at the spanking bench against the far wall, she spun on her heels, doing an about-face, then bent over and grabbed her ankles. An upside down view of Cade entered her view and she saw his eyes flare with lust as he examined her. In this position she knew he could see everything, her bottom hole and her bare, wet pussy.
He ran his hands over her ass cheeks then stroked a finger down her crack and circled then pressed on her anus. When she pulled away he growled a warning, and she froze in place then leaned back against his finger and felt him circle her rosette again. His fingers slid to her pussy, his thumbs pressing into her, opening her delicate flesh to his view. When she tried to clench her pussy lips together, he chuckled then slid his index finger into her. Her hot cream leaked onto his hand and her thighs.
“Clench on my finger, pet.”
Addison clenched, using the Kegel exercise she knew, and felt him give a little tug on his finger. She tightened even more on him, trying to keep his finger inside her then fluttered the muscles in her pussy on his finger. Satisfaction curved the corners of her lips when she heard him groan and tug on his finger again.
“You’re tight, baby. I’m going to have to work to get my cock into you. Lucky for you, I’m up to the job.”
“Cade, pl—”
He slapped her thigh again. “What do you call me?”
“Master. Please, Master, I ne—”
“Be quiet,” he told her as he ran his finger over her clit and felt her shiver and wiggle, silently asking for just a little more pressure where she needed it. “Stand up.”
Standing, she began to turn to face him when he grasped her hips and pulled her back onto his lap, her back against the warmth of his chest where his vest hung open. He reached down, grasped her legs behind her knees and pulled her legs up until her feet were on the edge of the chair on either side of his legs. Pushing her knees apart, opening her to his touch, he ran his hands over her inner thighs from her bent knees to her pussy. His fingers brushed up then down the creases where her thighs and her swollen pussy met, stroking over her clit for a moment before circling it with his fingertip and pulling the hood back, exposing her completely to his touch.
Shivering, she felt his cock pressing against her bottom and wiggled against him. Her belly tightened with excitement and a cry of desperate need flew from her lips as he pushed first one then two fingers into her and twisted them as he pulled them out then slid them back in, her hot slick cream easing his way. She raised her arms and locked her hands behind his neck, thrusting her breasts up and tightening her belly muscles, feeling the tingling of an orgasm begin. “Oh, oh, please, ple—”
“You’re so tight,” he told her, his breath hot against her neck as he twisted his fingers and strummed them over the sensitive walls of her pussy then curled his fingers and pressed into her G-spot.
Jerking, the pleasure too much to bear, she screamed then turned her face into his neck and felt his rapid pulse against her lips. “Please, Master, please.”
“Not yet. I’m going to fuck you tonight, but first you’re due some punishment,” he told her, his voice raspy and relentless. He slid his hands down her legs and snapped a padded leather cuff around her right ankle and then another around her left. Curving his hands beneath her ass, he lifted her to her feet then twisted her hips around before running his hands over her hips. Leaning forward he kissed then nipped her belly before sliding his lips over her bare mound and sucking on the smooth flesh. “Such a pretty pussy,” he whispered as he poked the tip of his tongue into her slit and over her clit. She squeaked with surprise and he chuckled, his breath warm against her skin. Stabbing his tongue against her clit again, then again, he drew gasps of pleasure from her.
“Oh, too much, too…” She tried to move away from his mouth, and he growled another warning then wrapped his hands around her hips and held her in place as he flattened his tongue and swept it over her clit and her pussy.
Helplessly, she slid her feet further apart, rocking her hips against his mouth. Her head fell back as she threaded her fingers into his dark hair and held him to her. “Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she chanted, begging, feeling an orgasm building. Her belly tightened. A scream of need and frustration left her lips when he pulled her hands from his hair and placed them at her sides.
Blinded by need, she reached for him again and he slid back away from her. Dark green eyes watched her, his face expressionless, as he lazily lounged back in the chair and stared at her for a long moment, his eyes brushing
over her breasts as they rose and fell with her panting breaths and lower as her thighs became slick with arousal.
“On your knees, eyes down, now, pet.”
Aroused, panting with need, at first she didn’t understand his demand. She shifted her feet and stared into his eyes. Seeing his frown, her brain finally engaged and she dropped to her knees and moved into position, lowering her eyes and seeing her red, swollen nipples. As the silence stretched into several minutes, little uncontrollable tremors swept through her. She was just about to look up at him when he began to speak.
“The only words you will speak when we are together, at a club or wherever I choose to play with you, are ‘yes Master,’ ‘no Master,’ or your safe word. You will not speak without my permission. If someone asks you a question, you will look to me for permission before you speak. I may or may not give it, depending on my mood. Do you understand?”
She nibbled her bottom lip, worried now that she had made the wrong decision. Her body felt like it was going to burst into blazing flames of need, but Cade looked and sounded like he was talking to someone he didn’t like very much. Unsure of herself, she nodded, then quickly said, “Yes, Master.”
“You will keep your eyes down at all times unless I tell you to look at me or at someone or something else. When I tell you to do something, I expect immediate obedience. If you hesitate you will earn a punishment. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Whether or not I decide to keep you as my sub depends on how much you please me this evening. If I offer you a contract it will be for three months and at the end of that time, if we both want to continue the relationship, we will renegotiate for another three months. Do not think that this will ever be more than a D/s relationship. Do you understand?
“Yes, Master,” she said, her voice thick with tears.
“Do you own any toys? Vibrators? Dildos? Butt plugs?” When she didn’t answer, he pinched her chin between his thumb and index finger and lifted her face to his. “Look at me, baby, and answer the question.”
“A finger vibrator, Master,” she said, her voice shaking.
Releasing her chin, he told her to lower her eyes. “No masturbating. You will give me the toy and you will not replace it. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Your orgasms belong to me. If I choose to withhold your orgasms, I will. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
“What is your safe word?”
“Red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for okay.”
“No. You have only one safe word…red. If you use it this relationship will be over. Permanently. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
He stood up and pulled a set of padded wrist cuffs from the back of his waistband. “Stand up, eyes down, and hold out your wrists.”
Rising she watched as he clipped the cuffs on her wrists then checked to make sure they weren’t too tight. A moment later his vest landed on the chair and he walked away from her. She heard a cabinet door open. The urge to know what objects he was choosing nearly overpowered her, but she kept her eyes down, knowing the mirrors in the room would reflect her image back to him and he would catch her. She heard a sharp click as he dropped something on the bedside table. His boots moved across the room to the spanking bench behind her. Tensing, she quaked with anxiety. She had only had the one spanking at Club Elysium, and she wasn’t sure she could handle what Cade had planned for her.
“Come here, pet.”
Hesitating for a moment, she fisted her hands then moved toward him, her steps reluctant, heart pounding with fear now, her breathing choppy. She wanted to beg him to understand what she had done and why she had done it. She had dreamt about what this first night with him would be like and the reality wasn’t coming anywhere close to the dream. Cade appeared to be more angry and distant than aroused and excited to be with her.
“I’ve been told you’ve been on one of these before, pet,” he told her, his voice flat. “Show me.”
Addison glanced at him and saw his frown. Before she could lower her eyes again he caught her looking at him.
“That’s five more, pet. You’ll learn that I don’t tolerate bratty subs in any way. Now take your position or use your safe word.”
Wondering if he would even care if she used her safe word, she hesitated for a moment then lowered herself to the knee rests. She leaned forward, lowering her stomach and chest onto the padded bench, and reached for the handholds. Her chest rested on the narrower center piece and her breasts hung down on either side. The downward slant of the bench placed her head lower than her hips. Her bottom stuck up and out over the end of the bench. She pressed her legs together and knew Cade had noticed her discomfort when she heard him chuckle.
Her anxiety increased when he ran his hands over her butt then down her legs, clipping first her left ankle and then her right ankle to the bench. She froze as his hand skimmed up her leg and she felt his hands wrap a strap around her thigh and tighten it then move to her other thigh and wrap and tighten a strap around it. When he rubbed her lower back then wrapped a strap over her and snapped it into place she tried to sit up and discovered she had very little wiggle room.
He tested the restraints to make sure they weren’t too tight then he secured her wrists to the bench. He smoothed her hair over her left shoulder and pressed her head down until her cheek rested on the cool padded leather. In the mirror on the wall she could see herself, naked and restrained to the bench. Cade watched her in the mirror, his eyes meeting hers.
She had seen him without his shirt only a few times and only then from a distance. His chest was ripped with muscles, shadows defining the strong dips and curves of his abdomen. His legs were long and she knew how strong they were from spending so much time sitting on his lap. The waistband of the jeans he wore sat low on the tops of his hips and hugged the firm muscles of his ass.
“You still with me, pet?”
“Thinking about your butt,” she told him, then quickly added, “Master.”
“Now, isn’t that a coincidence, because I’m thinking about your ass, too.” He moved to the end of the spanking bench then bent forward, placed his hands over her shoulders and squeezed, then slid his hands down her back and over her bottom, giving it a squeeze as well before reaching down and rubbing her legs and feet. She heard a snick and she felt the knee rests move apart, spreading her legs apart, exposing her to him. Feeling ultra-vulnerable, she gasped and jumped in surprise. He stroked his hands between her legs, swirled his fingers in the juices leaking from her pussy then slid one finger then another finger into her, drawing a moan from her.
“I always wondered what you would look like naked and restrained to a spanking bench, waiting for me to discipline you. Now, I know.” He moved around the bench then crouched down so his eyes were level with hers. “Why you are being punished, pet?”
Addison stared into his intense green eyes, and for the life of her she couldn’t figure out what to say so she took a guess. “Because of the letter I wrote your brothers, Master?”
“That earned you five. What else?” He waited.
“Because I went to Club Elysium and let”—when she heard him growl she quickly changed her words—“without your permission, Master?”
“That earned you another ten, plus the five you’ve earned in this room tonight.”
“It wasn’t a very good spanking, Master,” she grouched. The corners of Cade’s lips barely flicked up. In the past he would have found her comment amusing.
“You will never say that about one of my spankings, pet. Now, that’s twenty. What else?”
“I don’t know, Master.” Then she asked in a sultry purr, in an effort to remove the stern coldness from his face and to get a smile from him, “Because I’m a very, very bad girl?”
Cade sighed. “I’m disappointed in you, pet. You’re getting five swats for topping from the bottom.” He stood up, running his hand dow
n the center of her back as he moved to the end of the spanking bench. “You don’t have to keep count this time. I’ll do it for you.”
His voice sounded entirely too happy when he said that, she thought, as she watched him in the mirror. He stared at her pussy then rubbed his hands over her ass, drawing the blood to the surface. Before she could prepare herself, his hand moved, a quick blur as he swatted her left ass cheek. A yelp of pain left her lips as her eyes watered from the sting. Just as she caught her breath he swung again, his hand striking her right butt cheek and drawing a scream from her as tears flooded her eyes. This was nothing like the spanking Jacob and Vincent had given her at Club Elysium, she thought, as his hand swung again and again.
“You will never again manipulate me into getting what you want,” he told her, swatting her ass hard with each word he gritted out and enjoying her screams of pain. Chafing his hands over her rosy ass he told her, “Usually I require my sub to be quiet but I find I really like the sound of your screams, Addison.” He swung his hand again, then again, first the right side then the left and never in the same place. His hand moved in a steady rhythm.
The sharp sound of his palm connecting with her ass echoed in the room, and she bit her lip trying to hold back her screams. Failing in not only being quiet but in stopping her tears. When his hand landed on the sensitive area where her leg met her bottom, she screamed and tried to jerk away. Her bottom felt like it was on fire, but, shockingly, when he stroked his hand over her ass, a streak of desire swept over her and grew in strength as it moved to her clit, shaking her body.
“Mas—”
“Do you have permission to speak, pet?”
“N–no,” she sobbed, “Master.”
“Be quiet then.” His hand rose again and he slapped her left butt cheek, then he rubbed his hand over the sting and brushed his finger through her slit. He pushed two fingers into her, stretching her. “You’re so wet. Wet and hot. I’m going to fuck you so long you won’t be able to walk and I’ll have to carry you out of here.” He sucked her juices from his fingers then swatted her twice on the right side then twice on the left side, never hitting the same place.
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