by Desiree Holt
“We move to a private room. There you’ll be able to test the things that appeal to you under my instruction and observation. When I’m satisfied you are in proper control of the situation and have respect for your sub I’ll leave the two of you alone. You will have one hour in private to complete your appointment this evening.”
Dani drained the last of her drink from the glass. “Excellent. Then I’m ready.”
“Do you wish to have your sub prepared?”
She knew that meant oiling his body and restraining him in preparation for her. “Yes, I would.”
“All right then.” G rose gracefully. “I’ll make the arrangements. Give me fifteen minutes.” She snapped her fingers for the waitress. “Enjoy another drink while you wait. Come, Ethan. We have things to do.”
Chapter Three
In exactly fifteen minutes Dani knocked once on a door painted a soft blue, then turned the knob and entered. The floor was covered with a thick carpet, so plush that it muffled her footsteps. The walls were paneled—and she was sure soundproofed—and well equipped for whatever activities she chose. At one end stood a St. Martin’s cross, the leather restraints unbuckled and loose, the apparatus waiting in preparation for her use if she so decided. She was tempted but tonight she had other things in mind.
G pointed to a corner. “A camera will monitor this room at all times. If you violate the rules, be sure someone will be in here at once.”
Dani smiled. “Of course.”
Against one wall stood a sawhorse of polished mahogany, a saddle on its bar waiting for a rider, as well as a bridle. Two long, thin buggy whips extended from holders at one end. Dani could almost see Ethan’s gorgeous body arranged in the leather seat, the bridle on his head, the bit between his teeth, leaning forward as she applied one of those whips to his magnificent buttocks.
G unlocked a cabinet and swung the doors open, displaying a wide variety of toys and implements. Mounted inside one door was a variety of whips and floggers of all sizes and thicknesses. On another a selection of handcuffs and tethers for restraining a sub in various positions. She slid out the narrow drawers and saw a selection of gels in one, in another cock rings.
“If there is something you require that isn’t here,” G said, “you have only to ask for it.”
“Thank you. I think, however, this will definitely do for tonight.”
She turned to look at the main attraction in the room. On one side Ethan was on full display, ready to serve her. Manacles dangled from chains above his head and similar restraints lay ready near his feet. Every inch of him glistened with the oil that attendants had applied and when she walked over to him she saw his cock even thicker and more swollen than before. A spotlight shone directly down onto him. Exposing every rippling muscle. Dani had to swallow hard against the sheer masculine beauty of the man.
He was already fully aroused, a sure sign that he found her appealing. That was what she’d hoped for. That whoever she was paired with would be so responsive to her that the challenge would be for him to control himself until she was ready for him to come. She knew a good Mistress, like a good Master, looked for the secrets of breaking the sub down to the core. And with each new relationship the challenge was renewed. The desire to do that with Ethan was so strong it stole her breath. Power surged through her, hot and satisfying, and she realized finally what had put the fire in the eyes of every Dom she’d ever been with.
Tonight she would be the one in control. Her pleasure would result from bending him to her will, from her ability to arouse him to the point of sexual fervor. She was determined to show him she could be a caring but determined Mistress who would also be cognizant of his welfare. It gave her a feeling of freedom that was heady and new and fresh.
And jolted her with lust that made her nipples ache and her clit throb.
“Shall we get started?” G asked.
“Yes. Absolutely.” She was so wet moisture dripped down the inside of her thighs and her nipples ached.
“The first thing you must do is properly restrain your sub.” Using her foot, she nudged a footstool over in front of Ethan. “To give you the needed height,” she explained.
Dani stepped up onto the stool and waited.
“Order Ethan to raise his hands so you can fasten the cuffs around his wrists. You want them high enough so there’s no give in his arms but not so high that the pain of restraint interferes with the pleasure of the pain from the toys.”
Dani followed her instructions, locking each manacle into place. Ethan’s face when she looked at him was expressionless but the heat of anticipation was a bonfire in his eyes. Impulsively she trailed her fingernails down the length of each arm and across his chest, stopping to pinch each nipple. A muscle ticced in his jaw and the heat in his eyes intensified.
Oh she was definitely going to enjoy tonight. Already the walls of her cunt were quivering with anticipation.
“Now the ankles,” G instructed. “You want the legs far enough apart that the thighs don’t touch but your sub can still maintain balance. Some people prefer to use a spreader between the legs but I’ve had these manacles set at the correct distance for you. Oh, and you’ll see they’re adjustable. Put them on the tightest link. Ethan likes that extra little bite of pain.”
When Dani was finished she stood up and waited for G to continue.
“Since you’ve been in the life for some time,” G continued, “we won’t need to go through the basic rules. However, as a Mistress, you must keep in mind at all times that your sub trusts you completely and that it is your responsibility to care for him or her. Ethan is here for your pleasure. Use him wisely.”
“Of course.” Sexual energy was humming through her body. She could barely contain her excitement at the thought of what she was about to do.
“Ethan will choose a safe word.” G ran her fingertips over the man’s buttocks, the taut muscles flexing at the touch. “Dani, tell him it’s time for that.”
Dani’s mouth watered. “Ethan. Your safe word. Now.”
“Battle.”
Again the timbre of his voice rolled over her like warm honey, hitting deep inside her, making every nerve in her body sit up and take notice and the muscles in her cunt quiver in anticipation.
Control, Dani. Control.
“Battle,” Dani repeated, remembering her Doms always did that to make sure they got it right. “Very good. If I do anything at all that you don’t want, please use your safe word.” She drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Although I’m new to this role, I want you to know I will always maintain control of myself and respect you as a person. In return, I demand complete obedience from you. Understood?”
“Yes, Mistress. But I am here to serve you, to receive whatever you offer me. I will take pleasure from whatever you do.”
God! That voice itself was enough to make her come just standing there.
“Ethan.” She made her voice very soft. “I do not want to cross any boundaries with you. That would not please me. This role is new for me, so I expect you to use your safe word if I do. Are we clear?”
“Mistress…” His cleared his throat and Dani waited to see if he’d argue with her. But his nature as a sub was too strong. “Yes. I will do as you wish.”
“Very good,” G told her. “I see you have retained much from your Masters.”
“Yes. I was very lucky in my relationships. My Doms taught me a great deal.” She let out a slow breath. “I didn’t ask you what he’s been trained for.”
G shrugged. “To accept whatever gives you pleasure. Within limits, of course. In each relationship it’s different. Ethan’s Mistresses enjoyed penetrating his ass with dildoes of various sizes after they learned they could bring him enormous orgasms that way. And in return receive tremendous pleasure themselves. When he was part of a performance in one of the public rooms I often saw his most recent Mistress bring herself to climax watching him achieve an explosive release that way.”
“What else?�
� Dani asked. She had spent a lot of time doing research before tonight, but there were so many options she wanted to narrow them down to what made this man respond more easily.
G reached into one of the drawers in the closet and pulled out a cock ring, the kind with the straps that also fastened around his scrotum. “His Mistresses enjoyed binding his cock with this,” she smiled. “Properly worn, it will prevent him reaching orgasm until it’s unfastened, increasing the intensity of the final release. I’m told he could take being restrained this way for long periods of time. Two of his Mistresses enjoyed kneeling before him while he was restrained in this position, unfastening the adornment at the last possible moment and receiving the jets of his semen on their breasts. After that they would allow him to clean them off with his mouth.”
Dani mentally squeezed her thighs together. The pulse in her cunt was thrumming so hard she was having trouble maintaining a calm exterior. Why had it taken her so long to understand that for her, being in charge would bring her the ultimate satisfaction?
“Ethan also had a Mistress who took particular pleasure in strapping a dildo onto her own body and fucking him in the ass herself.” She trailed her fingers through the cleft of the sub’s buttocks, pausing to twirl a fingertip at the opening. The muscles in his buttocks clenched, his body tautened, and her lips curved in a smile. “He took some getting used to for that particular…pleasure, but now I believe he even craves it. Is that right, Ethan?”
“Yes, Mistress G.”
“So if it gives you pleasure to bring him to climax that way, please feel free to indulge yourself.”
Oh god!
Dani closed her eyes, the mental image of her fucking this utterly masculine specimen heating her blood. Her fucking him. Lust curled deep and hard inside her body.
“Any other…um…specialties I should know about?” she asked G.
“Yes.” G smiled again. “He has a very educated tongue. At least three of his former Mistresses have said that he is more adept and talented at bringing them to climax with his mouth than any other sub they’d been with.”
Yes. Dani wanted him to do that. Craved it. But not yet.
“And finally, Ethan, tell Mistress Dani what else excites you.”
Dani saw Ethan’s body tense and his voice when he spoke had a rough edge to it. “My Mistresses enjoyed flogging me at the start of a session.”
Flogged. Alan had loved to use the flogger on her. More than any of her other Masters, he’d taught her how he could bring her to that fine edge of pleasure-pain that would enhance every response.
“It’s very arousing to watch a sub’s reaction to the kiss of the whip,” G said. “To see just how far you can go, how much he or she can take. As the sub rides the edge of pain to pleasure, the arousal of the Master or Mistress increases exponentially. One feeds on the other.”
She paused, looking from Dani to Ethan and back again.
“We’ll make sure you learn the correct technique,” she continued. She leaned closer to Dani. “Whipping with the proper instrument stimulates him to a high plain of arousal.”
“I know,” Dani said in a soft voice. Alan had been particularly fond of the whip. She’d reached a point with him where sometimes, with enough strokes applied just right, she could come while he was still whipping her. Then he would release her and fuck her senseless, riding his own edge of pleasure.
“I see.” Knowledge flared in G’s eyes. “Well then. Ethan’s sessions always begin with ten strokes across his ass. His last Mistress said it aroused both of them when she gave him ten hard strokes—no more—then penetrated his rectum with the handle of the whip.” She smiled. “There’s something about seeing that very tight ass clench around such an invasion that is particularly stimulating.”
The image was so vivid in Dani’s mind, the lure of control in that situation so strong, she had to dig her fingernails into her palms to keep from trembling.
“So, Dani. Shall we select a whip for you?” She pulled one from the cabinet that had a thick braided handle but was thin like the buggy whips. “We have a selection here, but Ethan has found this one has worked well on him. Shall we try it and see? Let me show you just how to strike to get the right flex of his buttocks and the stimulation of his cock.”
That did it. Liquid trickled down the inside of her thigh and tiny spasms raced through the walls of her pussy. She had to stop herself from lifting her dress and plunging her fingers inside herself. Her Masters had enjoyed watching her bring herself to completion but now the role was reversed. Perhaps she could still do it while ordering Ethan to do the same to himself. He could watch her, but now she would be in charge of when and how it happened. How fast or how slowly she brought herself to completion. Heat crept up her cheeks as she imagined his fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking in time to her own rhythm, his eyes locked onto her pussy.
Dani cleared her throat. “I would like to touch his cock first. Is that permitted?”
G smiled at her. “Of course you may touch. That’s part of your privilege as his Mistress. You are in control, always, as long as the safety of your sub comes first. Everything is allowed as long as you remember the three most important words—safe, sane and consensual.”
Dani knew those very well. When she had been a brand new very nervous sub, her first Master had made sure she knew and understood those words. He had been very knowledgeable about the D/s world, well-respected, and had trained her very well.
She walked around to Ethan’s side and stared down at his thick shaft, rising proudly from his body. The broad head was a dark rose color above the flared crest. At once she could imagine it in her mouth, or filling her cunt or her ass. Whatever she chose. Whatever she chose. Her choice.
“I’m going to touch you everywhere here,” she told him. “Did you enjoy the feel of my hand when I touched you in the lounge?”
A muscle jumped in his cheek but otherwise he gave no reaction. “Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. I plan to touch you often, and in many ways.”
Shivers skated over her, the pulse in her cunt accelerating as it hungered for the erection she was staring at. Her mouth was suddenly dry and a powerful surge of lust curled through her. Carefully she reached out a hand and wrapped her fingers around the swollen erection. A tiny bead of fluid rested on the slit and Dani spread it over the velvety skin with her thumb. Then she trailed her fingertips down the length of his shaft and cupped his balls in the palm of her hand. The skin of his sac was so velvet-soft, his balls hard.
As she rolled them in her fingers she kept her gaze locked on his. Oh yes, there was a delicious flare of heat in his eyes. She couldn’t believe the rush of power it gave her, knowing that she was the one responsible for giving him pleasure. For controlling how much or how little. No wonder her Masters had been so hot and horny when they played with her. The satisfaction of knowing that you were in control of someone willing to put themselves in your hands this way was unbelievable.
“I am going to flog you now, Ethan,” she told him, resisting the urge to squeeze her thighs together. “Will you like that?”
“Yes, Mistress. Absolutely.” A fine tremor raced over his skin. “Thank you.”
“Good.” She gave his balls one last squeeze then nodded at G. “I’m ready to learn.”
“The secret is in the flex of the whip,” G told her, “not in the strength of the arm. You are a small woman, Dani, but you can extract maximum force from the whip with the correct use of the wrist. Like this.”
She raised her arm slightly, then snapped the whip. It was obvious she was expert in applying the whip, knowing exactly how much strength to use and where to apply it to get the maximum flex of buttocks muscles and the response from Ethan. Dani stood where she could observe both the woman’s technique and the pulse of Ethan’s cock. His body jerked with each kiss of the leather on his skin, his fingers curling into fists over his head. The dark flush of desire stained his cheeks.
“Right there.” G
indicated the area where a stripe had risen deliciously on the skin. “That’s the area to aim for. That and the backs of the thighs. You want the right amount of pain to give pleasure to your sub but you want to stay away from areas that cause nonsexual pain.” She demonstrated once more then handed the whip to Dani. “Your turn.” She grinned. “I can see the desire plainly on your face. That’s a good sign. A timid Mistress is worse than no Mistress.”
Dani hefted the whip in her hand, testing its weight, its flexibility. Ethan’s back and ass muscles bunched involuntarily as he anticipated the next touch of the whip on his skin. She circled around in back of him, studying his magnificent body. Idly she trailed the tail over his ass, barely touching him then running it up and down the cleft of those mouthwatering cheeks.
“You like the sensation of the whip on your ass,” she commented, stroking up and down the crevice. “And Mistress G tells me you also enjoy the feel of the handle deep in your rectum. Did I understand that right?”
His muscles bunched again. “If it pleases my Mistress then I would enjoy it. I would enjoy anything that gives her pleasure.”
This was not necessarily new territory to Dani. Alan had loved to fuck her pussy with the whip and sometimes her ass after he’d whipped her buttocks. He used to make her lie on the floor on her sore ass cheeks, pull her knees back so her cunt was wide open to him, and watch while he pumped the leather handle in and out of her until she came. She remembered the exquisite combination of agony and pleasure, the intensity of the climax it always produced. The extra stimulation of the uneven texture of the whip handle on her inner tissues. Could she make Ethan come by fucking him in the ass the same way? The image was almost her undoing and apparently his, as the head of his cock darkened and more fluid appeared at the slit. Oh yes, this would definitely be delightful.
“I will give you ten strokes. Count out loud with me, please.” Alan had trained her to do that as a sub. She’d found the anticipation of each stroke heightened the pleasure when it struck her skin. But now she was realizing how much it could delight the person in control. The intense sexual stimulation that came from it.
