by Jess Alynn
He had coped so well already, and she felt a surge of protective pride. Leaning down near his ear, she purred, “Would you like to come, Billy?”
His eyes snapped open and met hers with a blaze of hope. “Yes, please, Mistress, please let me come. Oh, god, please; I need it so much, Mistress.”
She trailed her fingertips over his smooth shaved head and smiled. “You beg so well. I think you deserve it.”
His eyes fluttered closed in relief, and he breathed, “Thank you, Mistress, thank you,” as she shifted him enough to release him from the cock cage. Whimpers and yelps punctuated her motions, and his erection bounced vehemently as soon as it was free of its confines.
Eve tugged enough to manoeuver him closer to the edge of the bed and rested her right hand on his arse while she reached under him to grip his cock in her left hand. He stilled, struggling not to thrust into her hand. “Do you like it wet, Billy?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She hurried to slick her left hand with lube, smearing it across her palm and fingers, then wrapped his cock in her grasp, drawing a low moan from Billy. She lifted her right hand and brought it down to smack his arse just as she said, “Fuck my fist, Billy.”
The force and shock of her blow sent him thrusting forward, into her tight encircling grip. He shouted but didn’t object, so she did it again, continuing her onslaught, alternating from cheek to cheek and watching her handprints start out white against his rosy flesh, only to deepen to a darker hue. His muscles flexed and his hips pistoned forward, and she could see the end of the massager appearing and disappearing between his cheeks as he thrust.
His voice went hoarse with his continued shouting, and his breathing and rocking became more erratic. His hands were locked in a death grip around his restraints, and sweat started dripping down his sides and face. The pitch and intensity of his noises increased, and she suspected he was almost there, so she commanded, “Come in my hand, Billy. Do it!”
It took a few more swats and strokes before he shattered all at once: his body convulsing in orgasm, his sobs of relief muffled as he buried his face in the duvet, and his come spilling over her fingers and shooting into a puddle on the bed.
She gentled her ministrations, once again rubbing his scorching hot arse and milking his cock while he jerked in aftershocks. When his climax was over, it was like every bone and muscle in his body had disappeared, and he fell to the side in an ungainly sprawl, panting.
Eve perched on the edge of the bed, avoiding the sticky pool of come, and crooned, “I’m going to remove the massager now. Easy there...”
Billy merely grunted in response, grimacing as she gingerly worked the toy out from between his ravaged arsecheeks. When it pulled free, he heaved a deep sigh and seemed to melt even more. Eve tugged off the slippery condom and binned it, then tossed the massager onto the smaller towel.
A quick glance at Billy showed her that he was nearly asleep, and she fought an indulgent grin as she removed the wrist and ankle restraints, then tiptoed to the bathroom to get a damp flannel. He barely stirred as she cleaned him up, wiping away the lube and sweat, and sopping up the congealing mess he had made. When the chill of the cloth swept over his arse, he shivered and mumbled something incoherent, but his eyes didn’t open.
Eve cleaned up and gathered up the corners of the towels and moved everything off the bed so she could stretch out beside Billy’s passed out form.
Several minutes of silence passed before Billy abruptly snapped awake, hissing in pain as he rolled over to look for Eve. The wild-eyed look of panic subsided when he saw her lying beside him, watching him with a smug expression. He went from relieved to sheepish in a flash, his lips thinning as he squirmed to shift onto his other side, moving his sore arse off the bed.
“Thank you, Mistress. I’m sorry I crashed like that.”
She chuckled. “No worries, Billy-boy. I take it as a compliment, really.”
His eyes widened and he nodded solemnly as he said, “Oh, it was, very much so!”
Grinning, she said, “Are you all right?”
He frowned in concentration and ran a careful hand over his arse, cataloguing the results. “I don’t think there’s any lasting damage, Mistress. However, I imagine it may be a bit distracting tomorrow having to sit through all the presentations.”
Eve tensed, wondering if she had pushed him too far, but he lifted his gaze to hers and his lips curled in a wicked smirk. Relief washed over her, and she drawled, “Well, I had to give you something to remember me by.”
Billy’s smirk vanished, and he leant forward, eyes trained on her lips as he murmured, “I will remember tonight for the rest of my life, Mistress. That was spectacular. Please, Mistress, please let me show you my appreciation.”
A thrill crackled over her, and she purred, “And just how would you do that, Billy-boy?”
His voice was barely more than a ragged whisper as he said, “Please let me kiss you, Mistress.”
“Very well then.”
She watched his eyes light up with pleasure as he descended on her, gently brushing his lips against hers, teasing her with a feather-light touch, his breath warm on her skin. She didn’t respond right away when the tip of his tongue peeked out to trace her parted lips, but when he dipped between them, she met him with decided heat, sliding her tongue against his. He moaned into her mouth and pressed harder, the gentleness giving way to fervour, until they were panting with growing desire.
Billy crept closer, half-covering her body with his, and she rocked her hips, grinding her bare pussy against his thigh wedged between her legs. He pulled back with a groan and said, “I want to pleasure you, Mistress. Please, may I kiss you - and touch you - everywhere?”
Deep inside, her muscles clenched, and a surge of lust swept through her. “The gloves are still in the towel if you need them.”
He hummed in satisfaction and dipped to nuzzle the side of her throat, nibbling up to her ear, where he suckled the lobe. He breathed, “Thank you, Mistress, for everything,” and reached down to slide his hand along her thigh, tracing the edge of the stocking.
Eve’s eyes closed, enjoying the tingles his questing tongue sent racing over her skin. He alternated suckling with nipping, grazing his teeth over the goosebumps he raised, trailing down her throat toward her cleavage, where he paused to grapple with the fastenings on her bustier, parting the boned panels to reveal her breasts, his breath soughing out in reverence.
He moulded one hand around her breast, his tongue flicking out to circle her nipple, making her gasp and shift to press up into his mouth. He responded by sealing his lips around her nipple and sucking hard, and she cried out. His hand travelled down her side to her hip, then slid over to cup her mound as he continued swirling his tongue. Eve moaned in encouragement at the feel of his fingertips tracing along her cleft, and her leg lifted up and out, giving him room to delve between her pussy lips.
Billy had clearly paid attention to her wordless direction earlier, and his fingers mimicked what his tongue and lips had done to get her off, building her toward her peak shamelessly fast. But it was when he dipped further to slide two fingers into her cunt that Eve arched in breathless bliss, gasping, “Yes, yes, yesyesyes!”
He pressed upward, his thumb still stroking her clit, and she ground herself onto his fingers, rocking them against her G-spot. Billy’s rumbled pleas were muffled by her breast where he sucked on her other nipple while he kept up the rhythm of his fingers and thumb.
Eve chased her orgasm until it blazed within her, her whole body shuddering while she gripped Billy’s wrist and writhed on his hand, wringing every last spasm from her.
When she collapsed, her hands falling limp to her sides as she panted, Billy backed away to gaze at her. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her in awe. “Mistress, you are so beautiful. Thank you for allowing me such an opportunity.”
He averted his gaze again, dropping lower to press tender kisses over her throat and breasts. Eve smiled in
sleepy repletion and lifted a hand to caress his head, feeling the rasp of stubble growing back in. He hummed in contentment and sank down against her, his head pillowed on her belly and one hand wrapped around her hip.
They lay together in silence, basking in their satisfaction. After several minutes, Billy backed away and slid off the bed, then padded around to the pile of toys and towels. Eve watched him under drooping eyelids, a faint smile of approval quirking her lips as he put her toys and supplies neatly back in her duffel. He was more haphazard with his own stuff, tossing it into his open suitcase.
She couldn’t help but look at his arse, red and decorated as it was, and noticed the measured ways he moved, clearly adjusting to the lingering pain. “If you like, you can get some ice from the machine down the hall and we can reduce some of the swelling.”
He snapped wide eyes up to meet hers and said, “Oh! Oh, no, Mistress. I like the ache and burn. It’ll subside enough by morning.”
“Speaking of - it’s morning already.” She jerked her chin toward the clock nearby and said, “Hand me my mobile.”
He hastened to do so, and she sent a text to Shell: Probably gonna leave soon. Lots of fun. Maybe you should meet him too.
Billy climbed onto the foot of the bed and balanced on his knees, keeping his arse off the duvet. Eve refastened her bustier and sat up, heaving a sigh at having to move again. “Bring me the rest of my clothes and dress me.”
He sprang off the bed and gathered her thong, skirt, and boots, then dropped to his knees on the floor in front of her. She stepped into the thong and smiled when he slid it up her legs, caressing her as he settled the fabric carefully against her slippery curls. He followed suit with her skirt, then guided her to sit again while he zipped her into her boots. When he was done, he bent to press kisses from the ankles of her boots up to her thighs where the hem of her skirt lay.
Eve hummed and petted his head. “Well done.” She gripped his chin and lifted his face toward her. “I know you’re here for four days. So tell me: was tonight all you wanted? Or would you like to try more?”
His eyes went round in surprise. “I would love to spend more time with you, Mistress, if it would please you. Is there something in particular you had in mind?”
She studied him for a long moment, taking in his earnest expression. He had responded so beautifully to everything she tried, and he was so eager to please... Her voice was low as she said, “Have you ever been to a club? Or scened with more than one person?”
“No. Like I said before, I’ve only ever had girlfriends who were willing to experiment, and it was always at home. I don’t think there are any clubs like that where I’m from.”
She tried to keep her tone and expression neutral, so he wouldn’t feel pressured. “What are your thoughts on the ideas?”
He blinked rapidly, averting his eyes and leaning back out of her grip. His brow furrowed, and he spoke slowly in reply. “I’ve only ever seen porn with supposed clubs and multi-person scenes. It was hot, for sure, but it all seemed so out of my league.”
Eve’s eyes closed, and she bit her lips to rein in her visceral response. Still, she could feel the heat pulsing through her at the memory of all they had done, and she murmured, “You handled things like a champ tonight, Billy. You have nothing to worry about, I promise you.”
“But that was all you! You...everything...I didn’t do anything special. You took me places I’ve never been before, Mistress. My girlfriends and I had fun, but they didn’t know what they were doing any more than I did. I wanted more, of course, but I didn’t know how or where to find it. I’ve been wearing this ring in quiet hope that it would help me find someone who could broaden my understanding, but it never worked until you saw it tonight. I’ve read, and watched videos, and dreamt, but I never really expected to experience my fantasies. And you - it was like you just pulled them out of my head and brought them to life!”
His fervour built until Eve couldn’t help but cup his face in her hands, guiding him to meet her gaze. Her pulse was racing, and her breath was shallow with excitement as she whispered, “I can show you more, Billy. And there are others who can join me to do that too. But only if you want it. Only if you say yes.”
His pupils dilated until there was barely a visible ring of iris around them, and he swallowed audibly. He crossed his wrists at the small of his back and backed out of her grasp, sinking down until his arse rested on his heels and hissing at the pain. His back straightened, and he bent his head, chin nearly resting on his chest, which was rising and falling with his heavy breathing.
The silence in the room grew very loud, crackling with anticipation, until Billy spoke.
“Yes.”
Eve’s gut lurched with exultation and she stood, resting her hand on his head. “Excellent. There’s someone I’d like you to meet. I think you’ll like her too. I work late swing tomorrow, so we’ll have to wait ‘til the next night to go out. But there’s a club I want to take you to, where we can really see what you’re made of.”
Billy shifted to the side, pressing his face against her hip as he breathed, “Thank you, Mistress.”
She stood there for a moment, letting him lean into her, stroking his head, before stepping toward the closet to retrieve her duster. When he turned to see her shrugging into the coat, he shot to his feet and lifted her gear bag, expression conflicted as he glanced back and forth between his clothes and Eve.
Chuckling, she said, “I’ll take it. You don’t need to walk me out. Besides, I daresay putting your jeans back on right now might be a bit much.”
He stepped closer, and she took the duffel, swinging it over her shoulder. She beckoned him to move directly in front of her and turn around. He obeyed, and she preened as she surveyed his arse, still glowing and hot under her touch as she caressed him. He stiffened, hands curling into fists again as he fought to control himself and not pull away from the pain.
Eve cupped her hand around each cheek in turn, revelling in the scorching heat against her palm. Then, with a final squeeze that elicited a strangled gasp from Billy, she stretched forward and nipped at the base of his neck, soothing it with a languid lick before she stepped back and said, “I’ll text you. Sweet dreams, Billy-boy.”
He exhaled a long shaky breath and turned to watch her as she exited. He dropped to his knees in near-worship at her saucy wink before she shut the door behind her, leaving him alone with his aching body and his mind no doubt whirling with wonder at everything they had done and all she had promised.
***
Eve dropped her gear bag behind the sofa, smirking at Shell where she had twisted to peer at her, eyes alight with curiosity.
“Well? Spill!”
Eve waved a hand in dismissal and said, “Gimme a minute. I’ll tell you all about it after I change.”
Shell rolled her eyes and huffed, but settled back into her seat. Eve went directly to her room and peeled out of her clothes, shrugging into a threadbare t-shirt and fuzzy pyjama bottoms, feeling the shift back to ordinary life clicking home. On her way back to the sofa, she snagged a bottle of water from the fridge and drank half in a few huge gulps. She sank onto the other end of the sofa and curled her legs up under her, leaning onto the seatback sideways to face her roommate and best friend.
Shell pointedly paused the TV and turned to focus on Eve. “Okay. So, you had lots of fun. Cool. What did you mean about me meeting him?”
With a conspiratorial grin, Eve said, “He’s willing to meet up again. Hell, eager, even. And I want to take him to Predilections. Not tomorrow night - I work - but the next one. He’s open to scening with more than just me, too. That’s where you come in, if you like.”
Shell’s mouth fell open in surprise. She blinked several times before finding her voice. “Seriously?” Eve nodded, grinning even more. “Oh, fuck... what’s he like?”
“Mmm, very nice. Fit. Respectful. And so responsive. Oh, and he knows his way around a pussy, I can attest to that.”
“Did y’all fuck?”
“No. He ate me out first and then later he fingered me. I came both times, but he only got off the once. Mind you, I doubt he has anything bad to say about his orgasm, thank-you-very-much.”
Shell chuckled at Eve’s preening. “I’m sure. So, what kind of sub is he? What sorts of things did he like?”
“Sensation play. He even has a ruler! I didn’t use that one yet, but maybe next time. He seemed to enjoy the Wartenberg wheel a lot. And he really got off on me spanking that fine arse. Oh! Speaking of fine arse, he digs arse-play too. Had his own prostate massager. I bet he’d take a good pegging if the opportunity presented itself.”
Shell’s eyes widened and went a bit glazed. Her voice was faint as she said, “Christ, how did you get so lucky?”
Eve laughed and leant forward to thump her friend’s arm. “Don’t even go there! I’m telling you: he’s willing to be shared. So, if you can manage to control your drooling long enough, will you join us at the club?”
“Not only yes, but hell yes!” They burst out laughing together, and when they trailed off, Eve downed the rest of her water while Shell chewed her lower lip, thinking hard
Shoving to her feet, Eve yawned and said, “I’m off to get some sleep. I daresay I’ll sleep pretty well tonight!”
Shell snorted. “No doubt. I’ll head back as soon as this episode is over. Goodnight!”
“Night.” Eve chucked the empty bottle into the recycling bin and shuffled back to her bedroom. Once her door was shut, she stripped down again and slid into her bed, sighing in satisfaction at the crisp, cool sheets. She doused the lights and curled up with her pillows and stuffed bear, falling asleep with a smile on her face as she replayed the night’s events in her mind, wallowing in the contentment and peace it had brought her.
***
The next night was an exercise in frustration. Eve had barely been on shift for an hour when Billy came in, flashing a smile at her as he gingerly sat down at her no-limit table. She was hard-pressed to keep her focus on the game, what with the rush of memories that assailed her, ending in a throb of heat between her legs. She was absurdly grateful when she was pushed out on break, and she headed straight for the toilets.
