by Laney Rogers
“Thank you for that,” she said softly. “I just wanted to get back on my feet, you know? Maybe go back to school. Nicky and I made all these plans, and now everything’s changed.”
“All you can do about that is to be there, on the phone, when she calls. It may sound harsh, but she’s made her choice. If she changes her mind, or it all goes wrong, she knows she can count on you. But now, you have to make some choices of your own.”
Megan nodded. “Yes, you’re right. I’ll be there, but I have to think of me, too.”
Jacob knelt down beside the bath, and soaped his hands up again. This time, he washed her breasts, circling her rapidly tightening nipples, and then rolling them between his fingers. When he pinched them, she hitched a breath, the tiny sting turning to pleasure, sending zings of arousal through her body.
“Do you like that, Megan?”
“Yes.” She sounded breathless.
“Yes, what?”
She met his eyes and saw a look of pure Dom on his face.
“Yes, Sir,” she answered.
“Better,” he said, rinsing the soap from the taut buds, and then lowering his head to take each of them in his mouth, in turn.
His hand ran down her lower stomach, and over her mound, and he pushed her legs apart.
He lifted his head from her breast. “Put your hands behind your head and your feet on the edges of the tub,” he ordered.
She complied immediately, wanting and needing to feel this man take control of her body; to lie there, and just feel, and not have to worry about a thing, knowing that he would take her to a place where she could feel good again.
He sucked, hard, on each nipple, and each time his lips tightened, her body jolted with desire and excitement.
He wasted no time, pushing two fingers into her pussy, and she gasped at the unexpected intrusion.
Her hands gripped the edge of the bath behind her head, and he started to finger-fuck her, flicking her hard buds with his tongue in a perfect rhythm with the fingers thrusting inside her.
She had no control over her bucking hips, and the water sloshed around as his fingers reached deeper and deeper into her aching core.
She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold back for long, and her breath began to come in short pants. Faster, harder, she was almost there.
When his thumb pressed down on her swollen clit, she shouted out, the orgasm breaking over her in glorious waves.
“Oh God,” she moaned, trying to get her breathing under control. Her legs quivered on the edges of the bath, and he took both of them, in turn, and put them back in the warm water.
Megan stretched luxuriously, her arms still behind her head, and Jacob smiled, obviously pleased to see a relaxed, sated expression on her face now, instead of the intense, worried look of earlier.
“Do you know how beautiful you are when you come, little sub,” he said, casually rubbing her inner thigh as he spoke. “You show me your trust by not holding back at all. You have a lot of passion inside you, and a real need to submit.”
She thought about how she’d let go in front of him, allowing her body to respond with no holding back at all. There was no getting away from the fact that giving up her control to him was what she wanted.
“I never knew that about myself,” she said, thoughtfully. “If anyone had suggested, in the past, that I should submit to a man, I would have told them they were crazy. But, I…I really needed to, just now. It felt right, whatever anyone says.”
His hand left her thigh and gently brushed her cheek. “You are a strong woman just by realizing that, and by being so honest with both yourself and me. Now, sub, I think it’s time for you to get out, and me to get in.”
Without waiting for a response, he put his arms around her and lifted her out of the bath as if she weighed nothing. He stood her up, wrapped a white, fluffy towel around her, and then stripped off his jeans and shirt.
The water lever rose much higher when he lowered himself in, his big, muscular frame filling the tub completely.
“Your turn to wash me now, I think,” he said, leaning back and closing his eyes in readiness.
Megan took the soap and lathered up her hands, not knowing quite where to start, there was so much of him.
He grinned at her. “Why don’t you just begin at the top, and work your way down,” he suggested, resting his arms on the sides of the bath and reclosing his eyes.
She began to rub the soap into his huge shoulders, and he sighed in contentment, her little hands feeling good on his skin. It had been a hell of a long day, and this was a treat he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
There really was nothing like having a gorgeous, willing little submissive tending to your tired body. Well, maybe there was, and he fully intended to act on some of them, as soon as they got out of the bathroom.
When she reached his lower stomach, she hesitated, embarrassed, but he was not going to allow her to skip any part of her duties.
“All of me, Megan.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Her voice was almost inaudible, and she spent a few seconds re-lathering her hands, before resuming her task.
Even when it wasn’t erect, his penis was big, and when she began to wash him, running her hands up and down the soft skin, it started to grow. A growl of satisfaction made her smile, and she moved to his testicles, large, in her small hands; soaping them until they hardened as well.
By the time that area was clean, his erect cock stood up, thick and long, and, flushing pink, she moved quickly on to his legs, washing them thoroughly, and then to his feet, massaging them as she went.
After she’d rinsed him off, he opened his eyes. “Thank you, sweetie, you don’t know how much better I feel after having your hands tend to me.”
She put the soap back on the tub. “You’re welcome.”
When she went to get up, he put a hand on her arm. “Take the towel off, and stay on your knees.”
A jolt of apprehension went through her, but she did as she was told, placing the towel on the vanity.
He let his gaze wander over her nakedness, and her nipples tightened into taut buds in anticipation of what might come next.
Jacob knelt up in the bath, facing her. “Your hands felt so good on my body, but I want your mouth on me. Now.”
His penis was still intimidatingly thick and erect, from her washing it, and Megan’s tongue instinctively ran over her lips at his order.
“What do you say to me, Megan?”
“Yes, Sir.”
She leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around his cock, her hands gripping the side of the tub to keep her balance. Incredibly, she felt him harden even more.
“See what your lips can do, sub? My cock is going to need your mouth around it often.”
Megan had never thought she was much good at this particular part of sex, but knowing that what she was doing gave him pleasure, made her proud of herself. To her surprise, she realized that his praise and contentment meant a lot her.
She licked his long shaft, from one end to the other, and heard him draw in a breath. Then she took the smooth head in her mouth and swirled around the edge, letting her tongue slide back down until it reached his balls.
Megan took each one and sucked gently, feeling them draw up tightly while she did so. It was amazing. She’d never been comfortable doing this before, but now all she wanted to do was try as many different things as she could just to see what gave him the best reaction.
Flicking her tongue along the underside of his shaft, right above his balls, caused his body to jerk, and she smiled.
“Wow, who has the control now?” she thought.
Then she took all of him into her mouth and tightened her lips, sucking hard, up and down his cock, until his hands came across and gripped her hair.
“Stop now, Megan. You are very, very good at this, but I want to finish inside you. And if we stay here much longer, that won’t be possible.”
Her whole core began to pulse at his
words. She’d never wanted a man so much in her life. In fact, she’d always assumed she just didn’t have that strong of a sex drive.
“Holy cow, I've been wrong about that,” she thought with a grin.
“What was that thought?” Jacob asked, stepping out of the water and onto the bath mat.
“Oh noth…” she said, and then saw the frown on his face, knowing that he knew she wasn’t telling the truth.
She would have to work on that. “It’s just…well up till I met you, I wasn’t really interested in sex that much. I guess my feelings have changed quite a lot in the past week or so.”
Jacob reached up and got a towel. “Stand up and dry me off, sweetheart.” He handed it to her, and she stood and began to dry his body. “How do you feel when you have no choice, but to do as I command?”
When she didn’t respond immediately, he smiled and ran a finger down her cheek. “Even if you didn’t say a thing, your body is telling me what I want to know.”
Her cheeks flushed.
“You want me to have control. Is that correct?” he asked, while she tried to carry on with the task in hand.
“Yes, Sir,” she answered, her hands shaking a little, the towel moving gently over his cock and balls.
“We both have very distinctive needs, little one. Mine is to dominate, and you have found that yours is to submit.”
He took the towel from her, and let it drop to the floor.
“This is a new set of feelings for you, and no doubt society, up till now, has taught you that you should never give up your control, that to do so would be a weakness. But I promise you it’s okay to do so. In fact, it’s a beautiful thing to give your control, as a gift, to a Dominant as long as it’s safe, sane, and completely consensual. It can only be a bad thing if those rules are not adhered to. Do you feel safe with me, Megan?”
There was no doubt about that. “Yes, Sir.”
He leaned down and kissed her, long and hard, his tongue invading her soft, warm mouth, and his hands roaming freely over her body. They came to a rest on her ass, and he pulled her in towards him, till she felt his rock hard erection pressing into her stomach.
His voice was low and husky. “Go into the bedroom and kneel on the bed. I want your head on the covers and your ass in the air.”
She took a step back, and he saw the conflict in her face: The worry of being in such an open vulnerable position, and her obvious need to do as he commanded.
His voice was firm, but gentle. “Do as I say, sub.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, and although her apprehension made her stomach churn, she couldn’t deny the excitement that bubbled inside her as she turned and walked slowly into the bedroom.
Chapter Seven
Jacob watched her go, impressed at her bravery and determination. He gave her a couple of seconds to get into position, and then he went in and retrieved his bag from beside the bed.
He took out what he needed, and then moved behind her, running a hand over her curvy bottom, loving the feel of her silky skin under his hands.
Her body quivered at his touch. Even at the club, she had never felt as exposed as this, with everything so open, and on display.
Jacob ran his fingers up and down her folds, and then stroked her bottom, letting her feel how wet and aroused she was.
“I’m going to restrain you now, sub. Spread your legs and put your hands out in front of you, wrists together.”
Megan recognized the mixture of desire and anxiety that spread through her, her nerve endings zinging with arousal. She did as he said, stretching out her arms, and then opened her legs, the cool air hitting her pussy, making it throb with a need that she knew her Dom would fulfill.
Jacob walked around the bed and leaned over her, clipping cuffs onto her wrists.
“Tell me your safeword, Megan.”
She kept her eyes trained on his and concentrated on breathing steadily. “Purple, Sir.”
“Good girl. If you feel too overwhelmed, I want you to use it, and we’ll stop, and talk about what’s going on in that head of yours. Okay?”
She nodded, and then saw his eyebrow’s rise. “Yes, Sir,” she added, but not quickly enough to escape the smack that came down on her bottom, and she let out a yelp of surprise.
He stroked over the area he’d slapped. “Make sure you keep that pretty ass of yours right up in the air, sub, because I intend to spank it if it’s not.”
With that, he walked behind her and she lost sight of him.
How could her body react to the threat of a spanking by becoming even more wet and aroused? She was not going to be able to work that out right now, though. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she tried to lift her head, to see where he was, and what he might be planning. She couldn’t see anything, and her body quivered, waiting for his touch.
Everything tensed and she hitched a breath when something touched her pussy. It was cold, like metal, and when it sprang to life, she let out a yelp.
“Have you used a vibrator before, sub?”
“I did…one time, but it didn’t feel right, I mean I couldn’t…” She hid her face, embarrassed at her lack of experience, and what Jacob must think of her because of that.
He flicked the off switch. “Relax, sweetie, and let me take care of everything,” he said, massaging her thighs and bottom until the tenseness left her body.
When he was satisfied that she had calmed down, he turned the vibrator back on, and pushed it gently inside her. It didn’t fill her like his thick, long erection had done back at the club, but the vibrations certainly seemed to be awakening the nerves and sensitive tissues in her pussy.
His other hand played with her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers until they peaked, sending pulses of electricity straight down to her core, adding to the arousal already building inside her.
He pushed the switch over and the vibrator sped up.
“Ohh…,” she sighed, and her ass moved down, just slightly, while she adjusted to the change of speed.
His hand came down hard, on her bottom, twice.
“Oww!” she shouted, and she tried to move away from him, up the bed. His hand clamped around her waist and pulled her back, then held her still, and he spanked her twice more, once on each cheek.
Amazingly, the pain of his spankings began to merge with the pleasure from the vibrator, and a moan escaped her lips. Her orgasm started to build rapidly, and unconsciously, she pushed her ass up higher.
He leaned over her body, and she felt his erection pressing against her back, his breath warm on her neck. “Do you want me to spank you, Megan? Is that what you want; what you need?”
Her cheeks blushed a furious red, but she couldn’t deny it to herself, or to her Dom. “I…yes, please, Sir. Please spank me.”
Jacob kissed her neck, and then stood back up. He began to spank her lightly, on each cheek at first, and then more firmly, moving from her ass to the tops of her thighs.
When his hand came down much harder, she gasped, the pain igniting her senses until she thought she’d explode with desire.
All the while, the vibrator pulsed inside her, and her cuffed hands gripped the covers, her body tense, waiting, needing him to spank her again.
He pulled the vibrator out of her and flipped it off, tossing it on the floor. Then he lowered his head, and ran his tongue right over her slit. Her hips bucked, and he spanked her hard again.
Jacob pushed his tongue up inside her cunt and then sucked on her labia, his hand coming down on her ass, over and over.
When his lips closed around her clit and sucked, she screamed and came, waves of sensation crashing around her, her hips bucking wildly.
Gradually, her body calmed, and he sat on the edge of the bed, stroking her throbbing bottom. She squirmed under his touch, the cheeks obviously stinging, and he chuckled. “Such a sensitive ass, sweetie, and I really did enjoy giving it a good, hard spanking. I think it’s something we’ll have to do on a regular basis.”
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br /> His face took on a more serious expression. “I’m going to take you hard, Megan, but not quite yet. There’s one think I want you to try, first.”
He stood back up, and she tried to see what he was doing, but he quickly disappeared out of her line of vision.
There was the sound of something being opened, and a few seconds later, she felt him pull her ass cheeks apart.
“No!” she yelled, drawing her knees up together, trying to scramble across to the other side of the bed, her cuffed hands making it almost impossible.
Large hands clamped down on her like a vice. He drew her back to him like she weighed nothing. “I’m not going to put my cock in you, tonight, Megan. It’s too soon for that. I’m just going to use a butt plug. So, do you want to use your safeword, or can you be brave enough to trust me with your whole body?”
She lay still, with his hands still tight around her. She did trust him, and she’d come this far. Could she let him play with her most private area? She’d never let anyone before. But she’d never let a man spank her, or restrain her before, either.
“No, Sir, I don’t want to use my safeword.” Her voice trembled as she whispered her answer.
He kissed her shoulder. “Brave little submissive. Have you ever let anyone near there?”
“No, Sir.”
“So it’s not a case of a bad experience, but just fear of the unknown, right?”
“Yes, Sir, I’m sorry.”
Jacob turned her on her side so he could see her face clearly. “Don’t ever be sorry about telling me how or why something scares you, little one. Honesty is the most important thing between us, and if there’s a problem, we’ll work on it, together.”
He grinned, releasing her, and stroked her back, then ran his fingers over her sore ass until she hissed. “Up you go, sub, right back where I want you.”
Megan steadied herself, as best she could with cuffed hands, and knelt once again. Fear churned inside her, but not enough to want to stop.
She felt him rise from the bed, and then his finger, running over her bottom. Her whole body went rigid when he spread her ass cheeks, and she had to mentally stop herself from shouting out her safeword.
