by Desiree Holt
“You may rise now, Ethan.”
He looked down on her from his full height. Even though he was so much taller than she was, she didn’t feel threatened by him. Or intimidated. She had so many things she wanted to do to him. With him. Was it appropriate for her to approach the subject of another meeting? Did it have to be here or could she invite him to her place?
Wait. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea. What did she know about him, really, except that Unfettered, a club she’d never heard of before tonight, had vouched for him? She had her own safety to consider. She stepped back into her thong, mulling everything over in her mind. When she looked up, Ethan was dressed again and standing near the door, his posture relaxed but fire raging in his eyes.
“You’ll make a very good Mistress, Dani.” He smiled. “In fact, probably an excellent one.”
Heat crept up her cheeks. “Thank you. I…enjoyed it.” She nibbled on her lower lip. “I don’t know if… I mean…”
He chuckled and moved close to her, putting his hands on her shoulder. “If you would like to schedule another time with me, you have to clear it with the club.”
“Yes. All right.”
She had to wrench herself away from him or she would have stood there forever. A pitcher of ice water and crystal glasses had been left for them. Dani knew it was important to care for a sub after a session as much as while it was happening. She filled a glass for each of them and handed one to Ethan, then motioned for him to join her on the settee against one wall. Her very first session in a club her Dom had insisted she take time to pull herself together, to let the endorphins abate to a normal level and the arousal racing through her slow down. She was determined to carry that over into her new role.
They drank in silence, each eyeing the other. Finally Ethan set his glass down and leaned forward.
“Permission to touch my Mistress?” he asked.
She nodded.
He put a finger beneath her chin and tipped it up. “Do you want to have another session with me, Dani?”
She nodded mutely, mesmerized by his strong face, then pulled herself together. After all, she was in charge here. “Yes, I would. You are a very good sub, Ethan. I’ll discuss it with G.”
“Good. Because I’d enjoy it too.”
She rose and went to the intercom button, announcing that they were vacating the room. Ethan opened the door to let her precede him into the corridor. An attendant was just approaching them.
“Mistress G is waiting for you,” she told Dani. “Ethan, she asked me to tell you it’s all right if you want to leave.”
“Thanks. I’ll see.”
The attendant led her to a small, private lounge where G and two other women were relaxing with drinks. G stood as Dani came in and led her to two chairs in a corner.
“I watched you on the camera,” she said. “You did very well tonight. And took excellent care of your sub. You’re going to make a good Mistress, Dani.”
“Thank you.” She smiled. “I’m enjoying my new role.”
G returned the smile. “It was obvious. Would you like to schedule another session with Ethan?”
Dani couldn’t hide her smile. “Yes, I would. Very much. He indicated that would be good with him too. Unless there’s some rule about having a session with the same sub twice.”
“Not at all.” G studied her face. “I should tell you that Ethan has never stayed long with one Mistress. He holds something of himself back from them, and after a few sessions they tire of it. Most of the Masters and Mistresses who come here are looking for something long-term. Not necessarily permanent, but more than a few visits.”
Dani nodded. “I can understand that. All of my relationships up until now have been long-term. It helps to…learn and understand each other.”
“I agree.” G paused as if choosing her words. “I have known Ethan for a very long time. I was his first Mistress. I would love to see him find someone whom he can really connect with.” She touched Dani’s cheek. “Perhaps that will be you. Maybe not, but then, who knows?” She sighed. “All right. Simply call the number you have and someone will set it up for you. You’re right to meet him here again. We encourage our patrons not to invite their partner into their home environment until they are sure that trust has been established both ways. In all areas.”
“Of course. I understand.”
“Good.” She kissed Dani on the cheek. “I’m very proud to have been your supervisor. Good luck. Ethan is one of the best.”
Hayden was still in his place at the front of the club. He smiled at her and reached to open the door. “I hope you enjoyed yourself. Please come back to Unfettered.”
“I did and I will. Thank you.” When she stepped outside she was surprised to find Ethan waiting for her.
“Did I forget to do something?” she asked.
“No.” He had a dimple at one corner of his mouth that winked when he grinned. “I just thought I would see you to your car.” He put his hand against her back, guiding her. “Which way?”
“The SUV in the first row.”
They walked along in comfortable silence until they reached her vehicle. She unlocked the door, then turned to face him.
“I’m going to call the number to set up another meeting,” she told him. “I’m requesting you again.” She almost asked him if that was all right, but that wouldn’t have been appropriate.
“I was hoping you would. I’ll be waiting.” He paused. “Mistress, I’d like to kiss you good night if you will permit me.”
“Yes. Please.” She lifted her face, expecting a gentle brushing of lips.
No way in the world was she prepared for the scorching kiss he delivered. It was hot and open-mouthed, his tongue probing deeply, sweeping across hers. His hands cupped her head, tilting it to give him a better angle. If she had staked a claim on him tonight, he was doing the same to her. She was breathless when he finally lifted his lips from hers.
“Good night, Dani. I’ll be waiting for our next meeting.”
He waited until she climbed into her car and buckled her seat belt, putting her key in the ignition with trembling hands. He brushed a soft kiss against her cheek, then closed her door. She drove away with him standing there, watching her.
Chapter Five
Ethan spent a long time showering and preparing his body. For three days he’d checked his cell phone like an addict, waiting for the call from the 1-800 number. He hadn’t been able to get Dani Maguire out of his mind. Oh, he knew he wasn’t supposed to know her last name. Not yet. But he’d wheedled it out of G and promised absolute secrecy. He just wished he knew more about her.
From the moment she’d walked into the club he was drawn to her. He couldn’t recall any other woman ever affecting him that way, and he’d had the privilege of being with a number of outstanding Mistresses. But she tugged at something inside him, something he always kept locked away and protected, his armor against the world. He’d seen too many situations deteriorate to put himself through that kind of emotional misery.
But Dani had chipped away a little piece of his heart. If he was smart, he’d never have agreed to another session with her. But then it seemed he was leaving all his smarts at work.
He scrubbed every inch of his body, then washed his hair. Using a razor very carefully, he trimmed away the minute growth of hair on his scrotum and his groin. He’d tried to fit in a waxing session but his regular attendant was booked and he really didn’t want to try anyone else. He figured he’d just do his own barbering the way he used to before he’d dived into the lifestyle head first.
He hadn’t been able to get the picture of her out of his head. It was damn inconvenient too, since he found himself drifting into a daydream in the middle of work. And in his line of work he couldn’t afford to be distracted. Sometimes he smiled to himself, knowing how shocked his partners and associates would be if they knew the truth about him. In his public persona he was the epitome of the alpha male. Control was essential. Perhaps th
at was why the role of sexual submissive was both a release and a relief for him.
G had been his first Mistress and she’d trained him well. A friend who was a Dom had invited him on a visit to Unfettered one night and he’d been stunned at what he’d seen. Standing at the bar, sipping on a drink, he’d seen so many variations of the lifestyle it made his head swim. And unlocked something inside him. G had recognized it immediately, although it had taken several visits for her to coax it out of him and break down his barriers. Now he looked forward to it, an environment where he didn’t have to be the one calling the shots. Controlling the situation.
Sometimes he wondered what it would be like to live this way permanently. To find someone he could make that kind of commitment with. But then all the negatives would pop into his head and chase it away.
Still, Dani was the first woman ever to make him even consider rethinking that decision. He’d have to be very, very careful here.
Mistress Dani had left a request regarding his attire so tonight he chose a pair of tightly fitted navy leather pants and a light blue silk shirt. No underwear. On his wrist he wore the Unfettered temporary bracelet—a male version of a collar—that would indicate to others he was taken. At least for the moment. He swept his keys and wallet from the dresser, checked himself once more in the mirror and headed for the door, an unfamiliar sense of anticipation rising quickly within him.
* * * * *
“How did your first session as a Mistress go?” Alan asked. “Did you enjoy it?”
Dani was surprised when he called her, although they had become friends even more than lovers at the end. She knew he still cared for her.
“It was…exhilarating,” she told him, turning off the tub faucets. She was just about to step into her bath. “I never realized…”
“The power of power?” he finished for her, and chuckled. “Have you scheduled another session?”
“Tonight, as a matter of fact.”
“Then I’ll let you get ready.” He paused. “Dani, I hope we can continue our friendship. I truly respect you as a person, and I want you to know I’m always here for you.”
“I’d like that too,” she told him.
“I hope that while we were together you absorbed enough from me to help you,” he said. “I really think you’ll make a great Mistress.” She could almost see him smiling. “I always sensed that need for control simmering just beneath the surface, Dani. You made a wise choice to change roles and follow your true nature.”
“Thank you, Alan. That means a lot to me. And yes, you provided excellent guidelines of how a sub should be treated. I’ll always be grateful to you for that.”
“Have fun tonight. I’ll call you soon.”
She took her time in the bath, washing meticulously and relaxing in the fragrant steam that rose from the water. When she finally stepped out onto the bathmat she felt loose and relaxed but as she went about the process of dressing, she was gripped by a bad case of nerves. She hadn’t been able to get Ethan Corelli out of her mind since she’d left Unfettered. At night when she was on the edge of sleep the image of his strong masculine face and his magnificent naked body would dance tantalizingly before her eyes and moisture would soak her pussy.
Standing in front of her open closet, she studied the dresses hanging there, finally selecting a very short white dress that closed only with a bow at the side. Alan had given it to her and often ordered her to wear it. It allowed him to use his fingers on her when they were out in public without calling attention to what he was doing. Tonight she wore it for a different reason. She deliberately left off her lingerie too. She’d been fantasizing for two days about Ethan’s mouth on her, bringing her to completion with only his lips and his tongue.
Shivering with excitement, she slipped her arms into her coat, picked up her purse and entered the garage. She couldn’t wait for tonight’s session to begin.
* * * * *
“Good evening, Mistress Dani.”
Hayden’s bald head gleamed in the reflected light of the foyer chandelier.
“Hello, Hayden. I believe I’m on the schedule for tonight.”
“You certainly are.” He consulted his book, then plucked a key card from the table next to him and handed it to her. “G has reserved the Blue Room for you again. Your sub is waiting for you in the lounge.” He grinned. “Enjoy yourself.”
“Oh I intend to.”
She trembled as she made her way to the bar, with nerves as much as excitement.
Ethan was standing by the bar, chatting with another man. She noticed two things immediately. He was wearing the temporary Unfettered bracelet that identified him as taken for the evening, and he had on the tightest pair of leather pants she’d ever seen. He’d taken her orders to heart and a tiny thrill sparked inside her. He spotted her instantly and, excusing himself, headed directly toward her. As he moved she could clearly see the flex of every muscle beneath the leather of his slacks and the obvious outline of his thick cock. Her mouth went dry but moisture flooded her pussy.
When he was barely a foot away he stopped and dipped his head slightly.
“Good evening, Mistress.”
“Good evening, Ethan.” She suppressed a grin. “I must say, those pants are outstanding on you. Please turn around so I can get the full effect.”
He turned slowly, giving her full view of the way the tight pants cupped his ass and delineated the crevice there. Dani was suddenly hit with an image of Ethan with the dildo penetrating him and the juice of her arousal trickled down her thigh. She reached out and stroked the cheeks of his butt through the fabric. Oh yes. This man had a fine, fine ass. She could think of many ways to use it.
“I am pleased,” she said, stepping back from Ethan.
She caught the barely concealed mischief gleaming in his eyes. “I’m happy that my Mistress approves. May I get you something from the bar?”
Did she want a drink? No, not tonight. She didn’t want even the tiniest bit of alcohol to dull her senses.
“Thank you, but no. I’d like to go directly to our room.”
“As you wish, of course.” He handed his glass to a passing attendant and waited for Dani to precede him.
Her hand shook slightly as she swiped the key card in the slot and opened the blue painted door. The scent of ocean breeze in the air greeted her as soon as she stepped inside. She’d requested candles with that scent and was pleased to see they’d been lit ahead of time. The rest of the room had been prepared for her also. All the lights except for the spotlight were dimmed to enhance the candle flames, and the same soft jazz drifted in from the speakers.
“Please stand under the light, Ethan,” she directed him.
Obediently he stood where she indicated, the light catching the gold of his hair.
Dani put her purse on a chair in the corner and tossed her light coat over the arm. Ethan had remained standing near the door, waiting for her commands. When she turned and he saw what she was wearing his eyes widened.
“Do you approve of this dress?” she asked.
“It’s not for me to approve or disapprove,” he answered evenly.
“I asked you a question,” she snapped, then inhaled slowly. “Ethan. When I ask you a question I expect you to answer. There is no right or wrong way. You will not be punished for your answer, only for not giving one. I should give you ten strokes for this but perhaps I hadn’t made the rules clear. Do you understand now?”
A muscle jumped in his cheek. “Yes, Mistress. Very clearly. I just don’t want to do anything to displease you.”
Dani wondered if the sudden darkening of his cheeks was an indication that he was happy to escape the punishment or disappointed that she wouldn’t be administering it. Probably the latter, since she recalled it was an activity that he enjoyed.
“Then answer my question.”
“I find you breathtaking in that dress, Mistress. I enjoy seeing you in it. It arouses me.” His eyes burned into her. “I would enjoy even more
removing it.”
Dani laughed. “Perhaps if you’re very good you’ll get the chance.” She pulled back the drape of the skirt to bare herself to him. “I had my pussy waxed this week. Does that appeal to you? Would you rather I’d left some hair?”
She watched as his eyes drifted lower to her mound and his cock pulsed visibly behind the restraint of his fly.
“I like it just as it is.” His voice held the rough edge of passion. “You have a beautiful pussy, Mistress, and it would be a shame to hide it behind anything.”
“What would you like to do with it if I offered you your choice?” Her senses were being so stimulated by their conversation she was having trouble keeping herself together.
“If my Mistress would permit me, I would lap every inch of it with my tongue, suck her clit with my lips and thrust my tongue inside her to taste her juices, which I’m sure are better than even the finest aged brandy.” As if to illustrate he very slowly ran his tongue over his lower lip.
Dani was wet, her cunt throbbing, the inner muscles quivering at the thought of that tongue inside her.
“Perhaps we’ll get to that. But first I want to undress you. Taste you. Feel you with my hands.”
“As my Mistress wishes.”
When she placed her hands flat against his chest she felt fine tremors racing beneath his hot skin. So. He was just as affected as she was. As a young sub she’d been taught that language could be as stimulating as actions, and could also be an indication of a connection between people that went beyond the sexual. If you could seduce someone with your voice, or be seduced by them, it took the relationship to a whole new level. She’d never really found it to any extent with her Masters, but with Ethan it seemed to be there right from the beginning.
She wanted to do so many, many things with this man. Bend him to her will in so many ways. But only if it gave him as much pleasure as she received. And somehow with him she believed that was possible.
Very slowly she opened his shirt, one button at a time, easing the tails out of his trousers and sliding the smooth fabric down his arms until she could toss the garment to the corner. When she ran her hands over his chest, beneath the soft curls of blond hair and the hard wall of muscle she felt the hard beat of his heart. Oh yes. He was definitely affected.
