The Marine's Pet

by Loki Renard

  She could taste him, musk and man, a slight saltiness as his fluids began to rise. Her bottom clenched around the plug even as her pussy quivered with excitement. Every part of her wanted him with a passion that made her greedily begin to suckle on his cock, her lips and tongue milking him for everything he had.

  “Easy, pet,” Austin drawled, stilling her momentarily. “You will have what you need soon enough. Let master enjoy your mouth.”

  Sarah murmured her muffled obedience and stayed still as he once more began thrusting inside of her mouth slowly, mimicking the motion she hoped he would soon make inside her dripping pussy. She was so wet and so ready she would have given anything for him to press her face down to the floor and slide himself inside her. But Austin had another agenda. He wanted to make love to her lips, to fill her mouth with his thick, hard heat until her clit was throbbing with unsatisfied need.

  She began to whimper and squirm, her tail swishing back and forth as her bottom lifted out of position.

  “Uh uh,” he chided gently. “Stay.”

  Sarah settled back down and wrapped her lips around him again, hoping to tempt him into making love to her. She could taste the salt of his pre-cum and knew that he had to be drawing close to an ejaculation. Her anus was clenching around the thick intrusion of the plug and her needful clit was demanding some kind of stimulation.

  “Please…” she whimpered in muffled tones around his cock. “I need…”

  “What do you need?” Austin’s eyes were warm and lustful. “Does your pussy need something, Sarah?”

  She nodded with her mouth still full of him.

  “Let me see,” he murmured. “What does my pet’s pussy need…?”

  She was expecting him to withdraw his cock and finally take her between her thighs, but instead he put out his leg. The fabric of his slacks fell around the hard ridge of his shin, and below that the leather of his well-polished shoe was clean and shiny. She understood instantly what he was offering. She could not have his cock, but he would allow her to dry hump his leg.

  “My little bitch in heat,” he murmured. “Show me what you need.”

  If she had not been so horny, she would have slapped him, but at that moment, with her mouth full of him and her pussy burning for some kind of stimulation, she took what was on offer and pressed her hips forward, grinding herself against his leg. Her wet pussy spread around the fine fabric, the hard nub of her clit coated with her juices as she shamelessly gratified herself.

  “Good girl,” he praised, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth a little faster. “Such a good little pet. Make yourself cum for me, pet.”

  With her cunt pressed hard against his leg, her pussy grinding around and around and her clit finally rewarded with the sensation she had so craved, Sarah suckled on his cock, moaning as she let the fetters of propriety fall from her and gave into the pure pursuit of pleasure.

  Austin’s hips bucked forward as his orgasm caught him, triggered by her sudden energetic sucking. She drank every bit of him down as he shuddered and cried out, his head thrown back as Sarah fucked herself against his leg, making her own climax flow against the finely tailored pants.

  “Oh, God, Sarah.” He reached down and pulled her up, kissing her deeply, tasting both her mouth and his cum as he held her close and thrust his fingers inside her, pistoning hard and fast to draw the last of her orgasm from her body. She clung to him, kissing him with all her passion and all her love as the final waves of climax washed over her and left her washed up on unfamiliar erotic shores.

  He held her close afterward, told her how good she was and how perfect she had been. She cuddled close, wondering at how far she had come… and wondering how far she would yet go.

  Chapter Six

  “Do we really have to go?” Sarah looked at the packed suitcases sitting by the front door of her house and frowned. It had been two weeks since her first meeting with Austin’s pack of friends and they were about to go on holiday with them. Things were moving fast, but Austin seemed to know what he was doing and she trusted him.

  “Yes,” Austin said firmly. “Nunu is going to be very well taken care of, and this is something we both need. You’ve been so wrapped up in your work lately. It will be good for you to get out into nature.”

  “Who else is coming again?”

  “Robert and Anastasia,” Austin said. “And Earnest. I don’t think he’s bringing either of his partners.”

  “Because they’re smart enough to get out of seven days of mud and bugs.”

  “I never picked you for a high-maintenance girl,” Austin teased. “Besides, we’re not exactly roughing it. There are cabins. There’s even a spa. It’s basically a wild resort. You’re going to have a good time.”

  Sarah wasn’t quite sure why she was reluctant to go. It did actually sound like it was going to be a good time. But she had reservations, deep in her belly. Maybe it was because of who they were going with. The judge who had once jailed her and his beautiful, highly sexed wife. And then Earnest, the stern disciplinarian who was apparently not bringing anyone to focus his urges on. That seemed like a recipe for disaster.

  “Quit chewing your nails,” Austin chided gently, brushing her hand away from her mouth as he pulled her into a hug. “You’ve no reason to be nervous.”

  “We’re going into the depths of a national park,” she reminded him. “There are beasts there you can’t put on a leash.”

  “The only beast I worry about is the one I do have on my leash.” He smiled down at her.

  A little shiver of excitement made her smile in return. It was very hard to object to a whole week with him. A part of her wished that they were going alone.

  “Do we really have to… go with everyone else?”

  “We will have plenty of time to ourselves,” he reassured her. “Earnest spends most of these trips off hunting. Probably why Sybil and Hannah excused themselves from the trip.”

  “Of course he’s a hunter,” Sarah said, screwing up her face. “That would make sense. And what do Robert and Anastasia do? Run around exposing themselves to the wildlife?”

  “Something like that,” Austin smiled. “But remember, Sarah, you do have to be respectful.”

  “I know,” she said. “They’re slap-happy.”

  “They are not,” he chuckled. “But you do tend to let your mouth run away with you, and I don’t think you particularly enjoy being punished when it’s a matter of real discipline, so I’m suggesting you curb that tongue of yours.”

  “Yay,” Sarah said, rolling her eyes. “A week of being on my very best behavior.”

  “Do you need a spanking now to help get that pout off your face?”

  “No.” Sarah scowled at him. That was not the correct response, not according to Austin who wasted no time in sweeping her off her feet and swatting her over her skirt.

  “Do you want this to be how you spend your week? Bottom up over my knee?”

  “No!”

  “Then behave yourself, little brat,” he said, giving her one hard swat before returning her to a standing position.

  Sarah smoothed her skirt down and tried to compose herself. Truth be told, a tantrum was brewing inside her. She didn’t want to spend a whole week being ‘good.’ Every time they were around the others, the rules seemed to be stricter. Maybe they weren’t. Maybe they were just harder to follow. Either way, she was fairly certain she was not going to get out of the woods unscathed.

  It was a four-hour drive out to the mountains, which they undertook on their own. That she did enjoy. Austin insisted on doing the driving, which left her to enjoy all the pleasures of being a passenger, staring out the window at the passing scenery as the suburbs gave way to highway, which soon gave way to smaller roads and the growing presence of untamed nature.

  They arrived at the resort of sorts, where luxury cabins stood in a round. It was a curious mix of wilds and civilization and it was sort of nice. Anastasia and Robert were already there, which did not surprise Sa
rah in the slightest. Anastasia seemed addicted to playing host and Robert was probably there early to mark his territory.

  “Isn’t it beautiful,” Anastasia beamed as they all said hello to one another.

  “Yes, and the ratios are much more manageable this time,” Robert agreed.

  “What do you mean?” Sarah cocked her head to the side.

  “Last time we had three men and five women and it was a complete mess. The ladies kept getting themselves into trouble and I don’t think any of us men had a chance to relax the entire time we were here. This time there’s only two of you to worry about.”

  Sarah felt a pang of jealousy. “You’ve been out here before? With someone else?”

  “Yes,” Austin replied. “I took one of my previous…”

  “I don’t want to hear it,” Sarah snapped, a little more tersely than she would have liked to have done. Everybody had a past. She knew that. She certainly had a past. But the notion of Austin having brought other people to that same camp, of them having experienced all she was supposed to experience… she did not like that one bit.

  There was an awkward silence following her little outburst, during which Robert and Anastasia decided they were going to see about their cabin. Austin declared that he and Sarah would do the same. He took her by the elbow and marched her into the cabin furthest away from the others, clearly hoping that her misbehavior could be isolated, if not contained.

  “What is wrong with you?” He let her go and stood over her, his jaw set firmly.

  “Nothing,” she said, irritation clear in her tone and expression. “It’s just… I feel so damn interchangeable. You and Earnest… you just bring whoever is convenient and…”

  “What’s Earnest got to do with this?”

  “Well, he fucks married women, doesn’t he.”

  Austin looked at her with a befuddled expression. “If he does, what does that matter to you? You’re not sleeping with him.”

  “No, but… you’ve… with other… I’m not… I’m not the first. I’m not special!”

  “Oh, you are very special,” Austin said, sounding much more grim than he usually would when making such a statement. “You’re a very special, very spoiled little brat who didn’t wait five minutes to start making a scene.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry, did my feelings make you look bad in front of your friends?”

  “They did not,” he said. “But they did make you look like you need a disciplinary reminder.”

  There was a rumbling as Earnest arrived in a pickup large enough to transport a small village.

  “There’s your friend,” Sarah said. “The one who doesn’t think much of marriage. Hey, maybe he’ll do me, and you can pick up someone else on the side.”

  Austin’s brows drew into a serious frown. “What on earth has gotten into you? Do you want Earnest?”

  “No,” Sarah scowled. “I just want someone who is mine.”

  “I’m yours,” Austin reminded her. “And you damn well know it. Don’t tell me you’re suddenly jealous of the fact I have ex-partners.”

  “I’m jealous of the fact that you took them here and you did things with them like you do with me and none of it’s… different or special.”

  “Sarah,” he said, taking a deep breath. He drew her close and hugged her tightly. “Trust me when I tell you that nothing about you is the same as anyone else. Have I had experiences with other people? Of course.”

  “Is one of those people Anastasia? Have you ever touched Anastasia?”

  “I’ve never had sex with her, if that’s what you’re asking.”

  “I’m not.”

  Sarah really didn’t know why she was suddenly so prickly and upset. It was something that had been brewing for a while, ever since she’d watched Anastasia’s beautiful naked body writhe in front of her and then put on a more modest show of her own for Earnest. Everyone was so open with one another, it made her wonder if any of them really cared at all.

  “I’ve spanked her,” Austin said. “I’ve gagged her. I’ve tied her up and I’ve sent her to bed without any supper.”

  “Oh, well, why don’t you marry her then,” Sarah snapped foolishly.

  “Well, she’s married to Robert for one thing, and for another, I’m not in love with her. I’m in love with you.” He looked down at her, shaking his head. “Though you seem to have some difficulty believing that… not to mention believing that people here like you for you.”

  “I don’t care about them. I care about you,” she said. “I care that you’re mine. All mine. And I’ll… I’ll bite anyone who tries touching you.”

  “Careful, pet,” Austin chided gently. “A little jealousy is a natural human trait, but territorial pets need very firm discipline. Is that really how you want to start the week?” He tapped her bottom lightly. “Why don’t you tell me what’s really going on. Are you nervous about something?”

  She was very nervous. An evening with Austin and his comrades had been intense. Now she was up for a whole week of it and she had no idea what that was going to entail. Her instinct told her that she was going to find trouble one way or another.

  “I don’t know,” she lied.

  “Well, think about it,” Austin said. “Because if you keep this up, you’re going to spend most of this week with your nose in a corner.” He turned her about by her shoulders and propelled her into the nearest one to prove his point.

  Sarah knew better than to leave before he gave her permission to do so, and perversely enough, she didn’t actually mind being put there. At least in the corner she wasn’t supposed to speak, so she didn’t have to explain herself, or her feelings. She could just be silent and sullen and separate—safe from her feelings and the consequences of unleashing them on innocent bystanders.

  “I’m going to go and say hello to Earnest,” Austin said. “I expect you to stay here until I get back.”

  Sarah made no sound in response, which was fine because she wasn’t supposed to anyway. Austin left the cabin and she sighed and slumped against the wall. Why the hell was it so hard to just accept everything that was going on? Why did these people make her feel so nervous and naked even when she was fully clothed?

  Each and every one of them seemed to see through her, seemed to know more than she knew. They were masters of their domain. Even Anastasia was a mistress, really; she might have been submissive in her relationship with Robert, but the way she carried herself and the look in her eye spoke to a self-confidence Sarah wished she could feel at that moment.

  She could hear the murmur of voices outside, the friendly laughter. Shut away in shame, it was all she could do not to make rude gestures at the wall.

  Eventually Austin came for her. He did not spank her, which was quite merciful given her behavior, but she knew she was on very thin ice when it came to him. She therefore did her best to smile and make polite conversation with Earnest and Robert and Anastasia, but was terribly relieved when Anastasia came and pulled her away for what she announced to the men was going to be a girls’ conversation.

  “I just thought you should know,” she said conspiratorially when they were far enough from the men to not be overheard. “I’ve never seen Austin look at anyone the way he looks at you.”

  “You’re just saying that because you know I’m insecure and you don’t want me to fuck up the whole week,” Sarah said glumly.

  “I wouldn’t care if you did want to fuck up the whole week,” Anastasia replied with surprising bluntness. “It’s not like you’d be allowed to anyway. I just thought you’d like to know, from someone who has seen him with other people… that you are special.”

  “Oh, God.” Sarah palmed her face as she realized why Anastasia was saying what she was saying. “How much of that… discussion did you hear?”

  “Enough,” Anastasia said. “But I’d keep quiet about Earnest fucking married women to his face if you don’t want to end up being… well…”

  Sarah blushed furiously. “Wow,” she said. “I
made an ass of myself, didn’t I.”

  “A bit,” Anastasia agreed. “But that’s okay. This is a weird situation. It’s bound to make you act weird too.”

  It was impossible not to like Anastasia. She was whip smart, beautiful, and empathetic.

  “I guess you heard the part about…”

  “The part where you screamed at him why didn’t he marry me? Yes,” she said. “We found that kind of funny.”

  “I am going to need a gag to get through this week,” Sarah muttered.

  “I am sure they’ll find one for you if you keep that up.” Anastasia smiled at her. “I’m going to look like an angel compared to you.”

  “You already do,” Sarah sighed. “You look like an angel compared to most everyone.”

  “Aw, aren’t you sweet!” Anastasia patted her hand. “Come on, let’s go see what there is for dinner.”

  Sarah couldn’t imagine any of the people present cooking, except maybe Austin or Earnest. They were the only two who seemed to enjoy things of a practical nature. She was not surprised when it turned out that Earnest had stopped to do some fishing on the way up and was preparing fresh salmon for them all on the grill. He greeted her with a smile and a handshake and for a second Sarah wondered if he’d forgotten the evening with her and Austin. Probably. It probably wasn’t very exciting to a man who took married lovers and had them kneel at his feet.

  She blended into the background for a time as the four friends who had known one another much longer than she had known any of them talked animatedly, catching up on events she didn’t know about and people she’d never met. They were clearly all greatly pleased by being in one another’s company, the prospect of a week in the wilds a joy to all of them.

  Earnest had easily slipped into the role of provider. Robert seemed to be deciding where and how things would happen, with Anastasia by his side as consort. He had already determined that they would go for a walk the next morning.

  In comparison to the others, Austin seemed almost laid back. Almost. His role was perhaps not as obvious as Earnest and Robert’s, but he was clearly the glue that held the group together. His warmth tempered Earnest’s tendency to be cold and his even judgment provided a counterpoint to Robert’s tendency to make unilateral decisions. They worked very well together as a group, a group that Sarah was feeling ever more on the outside of.