by Brynn Paulin
“You are no shop boy, Kai. With opportunity, you could be anything. You have been the consort of winter for many years. No one enjoys it more than you do.”
“No one will enjoy you more than I will,” he promised.
“Kai…” she whispered as his unexpected declaration sent a thrill through her.
“Master.”
“Master,” she repeated. “I accept what you’ve said. Master here,” she waved her hand to indicate the outside, “equal there.”
“You trust me?”
“It is why you’re here.” She glanced at the items still in the wardrobe, a wild flurry swirling inside her middle. Her trepidation mixed with an agony of desire to create a need she’d never before felt. Mixed with her curiosity, she could barely breathe. “I’m…ready to begin whatever you have in mind.”
“I think we started a long time ago. What I have in mind is you removing your gown and putting on those lovely gloves. Then I want you to kneel on the rug beside your bed, facing me with your hands together over your ass.”
Wyn paused, and Kai thought perhaps he’d pushed her too fast. He waited mere seconds before she nodded her head regally one time then set the gloves on the small dressing table a few steps away.
Kai put his glove back on, then removed his chest and the scarves from the wardrobe and carried them to the bed. When he turned, Wyn was motionless, watching him. He sat on the edge of the bed and waited in much the same position as in his room that night she’d visited.
His arms crossed his chest. “Continue.”
She reached for the fasteners on her dress. After a moment, her bodice gapped and she pushed the sleeves down her arms. With a small shimmy, she shoved the garment past her hips and let it fall to the floor. Her hands lifted to her corset.
“No. Leave it,” Kai instructed.
She was beautiful in her white undergarments that gave her an image of refinement, but once removed, revealed her wildness. Stockings covered her legs, the corset covered her middle, but her pussy and her small, perfect breasts were bare. Exactly as he would have asked her to be if given the choice.
“The gloves,” he croaked. “Then come here.”
Her long hair swayed over her breasts as she walked toward him while pulling on the gloves. Fluidly, she dropped to her knees before him and sat back on her heels. Looking up at him with a small smile, she crossed her wrists behind her back. Kai stood, then lifted her hair. Gently, he draped it behind her shoulders and forced back a groan as she nuzzled his thigh near his overly aroused cock.
“No,” he chided her. “Do that again without permission, and you will be punished.”
She closed her eyes and sighed, then nodded.
He needed to stay in control and not misstep in this situation. He believed her when she said he couldn’t touch her skin. The tingling and slight pain when he’d kissed her proved that. It would mean he couldn’t forget himself and press full on her. It would be difficult. He craved skin-to-skin contact, but they’d make do.
Sitting back on the bed, he regarded her. She had a lovely form, near perfect to what he desired. With the tip of his shoe, he worked her knees further apart so that he had a clear view of her pussy, and she’d feel the cool draft wafting over her slick folds. He could see her glistening cream and longed to stroke his fingers through it and taste her nectar.
He rested his elbows on his knees and leaned toward her. “You know all about me. Tell me about you.”
Wyn’s eyes widened in surprise. She hadn’t expected him to go this direction. It pleased him to keep her off-balance.
“Me?” she repeated. “I rule the most powerful season of the year.”
“Tell me something personal. Something unrelated to winter.”
“My parents were titans, and I have three sisters.”
Not quite unrelated to winter, but he wouldn’t mention that. “Spring, Summer, and Autumn?” he asked.
“Yes. We fought terribly, so our parents separated us. Summer and I were worst, so they placed Spring and Autumn between us.”
“Lovers?” he asked, changing her direction again.
“A few, when I’ve been brave. The polar bears…they can change shape, and their human form can touch me without experiencing pain. They like to wander though. They never stay around.”
He didn’t like that, but he was relieved he wasn’t her first lover. “And you’ve had a human lover before?”
Her eyes clouded and she looked away. “Not really. Eons ago, when I didn’t know better, I tried to… Well, he died from exposure—to me—before we could…” She shook her head quickly as if driving away the troubling memories. “This is why you cannot touch me. I don’t want you to die the same way.”
“I’m not going to die.” He saw it then, her weakness, her force of will. She was strong to combat loneliness and the fear of killing any man she let into her life. She’d chosen solitude for protection. It wasn’t right. Such a beautiful creature should be loved.
“You could. It’s very likely,” she insisted. He scowled and she added weakly, “Master.”
“It seems as if you’d like a spanking.” His cock twitched as he contemplated her weight over his lap, her breasts against his thigh, his palm connecting with her lovely, pale ass.
“I’ve…never had one.”
“Come here.”
“As you wish,” she murmured. She stood, her expression unsure, but she came to him without hesitation. Kai wasted no time, draping her over his legs. He damned the thick gloves that separated her skin from his and wished he could actually feel her flesh. The coolness of her body penetrated his clothing, and he enjoyed it, knowing it was her.
Reaching to the side, he opened the chest. He had a few things inside he knew she’d come to enjoy.
Chapter Four
Wyn craned her neck to see what Kai was doing, but he quickly turned her head so that she faced the floor once more. Her vision was obscured by her hair, but she knew he opened the chest that had once been hidden at his home.
“One of the wonders of my work is that I get to talk to the gypsies and peddlers who come to sell their wares to the mercantile. They have items which we could never sell in the store but that an adventurous shop boy might purchase for his own use. Devices to enhance sex.”
Her eyes widened. She knew nothing of these sorts of things.
“I have implements to decorate your breasts, to tease your skin, to redden your ass, to soothe your empty cunt, to ease my way into your ass—”
“No!”
“You’ll say yes eventually. I have many things to pleasure you.” His covered hand stroked over her behind, the wool of his glove chafing slightly. Anticipation made her squirm, and he gave her a light swat. “Be still,” he ordered.
Slowly, he moved his fingers over her, exploring her curves and delving into her crevices with his rough-covered digits. Arousal welled in her middle, and she shifted again, pushing into him and rubbing against his thighs.
Kai sighed. “You have much to learn, slave.”
Her head jerked up and she glared at him, but when Kai raised one dark eyebrow that dared her to argue, she turned and scowled at the floor.
He bent over her. She quivered at the feel of his large body curling around hers. Her hair rustled as he spoke into her ear. “You are the slave to the Master,” he growled. “You will follow my commands. You were ordered to be still. Now, you must be punished like the naughty girl you are. Do you understand?”
She nodded.
“Speak aloud, please.”
“Yes.”
His hand landed firmly on her ass. “Yes, what?”
What had she gotten herself into, and why was it arousing her to such a pitch? Cream trickled from her cunt and dampened her thighs. Her breasts seemed swollen and her nipples were rigid peaks, continually abraded by his coarse trousers.
“Yes, Master,” she replied.
“Do you know how naughty girls are punished?”
She co
uld only imagine. “No, Master. Spanking?”
“Some. I prefer the flogger. I want you to stand and go to the end of the bed.”
She nodded and rose, only realizing belatedly that she hadn’t responded properly. She glanced at Kai to find him shaking his head, appearing both amused and mildly irritated at her trouble in learning.
“I’m sorry…Master,” she muttered while she again questioned why she was letting him rule her. Realization came fast as he stood, his large, powerful body seeming to dwarf hers. Because she liked it—that was why she was letting him order her and why she was taking his punishments. She liked it and she wanted more. Each rumble of his voice, each rough action, just made her more needy for him. She’d never been more aroused in her life. Certainly not by a human man or by the shape-shifters she’d fucked. They’d never been so commanding. They’d all kowtowed to her, letting her lead because of her power. The power, however, was nothing. It didn’t give her companionship and make her feel protected. That was the strange thing. Kai’s mastery did make her feel protected.
“Hmm…” he said in response to her apology. He wasn’t letting her off the hook, and somehow, that thrilled her.
She glanced at the mattress and saw he’d already put out a few things, a whip with long, brown leather strips. The flogger. Her legs trembled at the thought of it licking across her skin. She’d experienced incidental pain in the course of her life, the random bump and knock into things, but never anything like a whipping. There was a black column and two small objects she couldn’t identify. He scooped up the latter.
“I suspect you don’t know what these are,” he said.
“No, Master.”
“They’re clamps for your nipples. Something to arouse you even more than you would be without them.” Grasping her breast, he tugged gently at the tip then slid one device over it. Her areola throbbed, as did her nether flesh. Slowly, he turned the screws on the clamp, closing it on her. She gasped with pain.
“Breathe,” he ordered. “It will pass momentarily. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
Without pause, he fastened the other into place. While she reeled at the sensation of fiery fingers of sweet agony slithering along her breasts, he guided her to stand, facing the foot of the bed. The feeling on her chest began to transform. She closed her eyes as a strange pleasure filled her. She cried out at a sudden tug at her peaks. Her eyes flew open to find Kai’s fingers on two dangling beaded strands she hadn’t noticed as he’d fitted the devices on her.
“These will tug down as you bend over,” he said. He placed her hands about shoulder-width apart on the footboard of the bed, then adjusted her body so she was bent over. Immediately, she learned what he’d meant as the weights pulled at her. Her pussy clenched. Desperation to be filled overcame her.
“I wish you could fuck me,” she choked. She needed to come, and he hadn’t touched her sex.
“Don’t worry. You’ll be fucked.”
“You can’t—”
He smacked her ass.
“I will find a way,” he growled. Though she couldn’t fathom how, he’d yet to be wrong.
“Yes, Master,” she murmured.
“And…I said you would be fucked, not that I’d fuck you.” His fingers slid along her ass. Taking her by surprise, he shoved his shoe between her feet and knocked them apart. “Mmm, yes. Very pretty,” he said. “You’re so wet. Dripping…”
Her blush prickled a path up her chest and neck to her face. The way he talked to her… The clamps seemed to tighten on her nipples, sending even more tendrils of agonizingly good sensation ripping through her. She felt on display, somewhat helpless, owned…and she gloried in it.
She moaned as she heard him walk away. Turning her head slightly, she watched his legs as he strode to the chest of his dastardly toys. She heard him rummaging and his hum of triumph when he found what he desired. Quickly, she turned her face toward the floor as he returned, but she saw the leather strands of the flogger swinging next to his leg from the corner of her eye. That had been on the bed though. He must have something else.
“Let’s see how very wet we can get you,” he said. To her delight, she felt his fingers at her cunt, spreading her, his gloves abrading her flesh as he stroked over her. She gasped as something round pressed to her and she heard a muted clink. “These balls are for pleasure,” he told her. “They’ll vibrate and chime with each little movement you make. It’s your task to hold them inside you. Understand?”
“Yes, Master,” she groaned.
His body leaned over hers again, making her feel small and cherished. He pressed his lips to her ear through her hair. “And I intend to make you move a lot.”
Her breath shuddered as he pushed in the first orb. It seemed wide to her unused flesh. It had been so long since she’d had anything but her fingers inside her.
“Do you like that?” he asked, his dark tone making her cunt clench and the ball inside her sing out her pleasure. Without waiting, he pushed in the second one. “Now, hold them tight,” he ordered. “And do. Not. Come.”
Sweet heavens! He demanded the impossible. Already her needy flesh tightened and shook around the balls.
His glove, damp with her arousal, dragged over the exposed portion of her back above her corset, and he stepped away.
The first sting of the flogger when it came startled her, and she cried out. Her body shook, and the toys inside her rang out like church bells on Christmas day. Her arousal coiled inside her, readying for explosion. She breathed raggedly, berating herself for her instant reaction, begging her body to heed his command and not come.
“Do not,” he warned. “There will be worse punishment if you do.”
“Yes, Master. Please…don’t make me wait long. Please.”
“I warn you. Do not come, or you won’t be fucked,” he told her.
No…
Her teeth bit into her lip as the tails of the flogger slapped over her ass again and again. Her body jerked, and muscles she hadn’t imagined screamed around the balls inside her, trembling and rippling and threatening an earth-shattering release. She clenched, trying to still the vibrations from the insidious devices, but that only made it worse. Tears filled her eyes, not from the flogging. As it had with the nipple clamps, the pain had become intense pleasure and threaded down from her ass and into her pussy to make her torment even worse.
“Oh please, Master, I can’t…”
The leather smacked over her. The stands splayed across her skin, sending a wonderful bite across her ass and upper back. One stray strip flicked over her pussy. She lurched in surprise, and immediately wanted more. What would it feel like if she lay spread wide and he flogged her there on the most tender of her flesh? Her mind swam and colors drifted before her eyes, beautiful representations of the pleasure-pain that filled her. Her whole body seemed more alive than she could ever have imagined.
Suddenly, she was lifted, and he carried her to the bed. Quickly, he lashed her wrists to the headboard with the scarves. “Loosen your muscles. Push gently,” he ordered, sliding his hand along her belly then helping her release the damned chiming orbs into his palm. While she watched, he lapped away the cream coating the balls. “You taste so good, little one. Someday, I want to lick you until you come in my mouth.”
He couldn’t. She didn’t tell him that. She didn’t want to break the mood by reminding him that she could kill him. If only she could let him… There was a way, but it was a forever decision to make. Not one to be considered in the throes of sex.
Kai was moving again, keeping her from darker thoughts as he brought another scarf to her eyes. “I’m going to fuck you,” he said. His finger pressed her lips, holding back her protest. “Trust, little one.”
She struggled against the bonds holding her as he moved between her legs. Then a hard length, much harder than humanly possible, eased into her needy passage. Another toy. Wyn groaned as it filled her, pressing her tissues apart and stretching her enough that she had to momentarily
struggle to adjust.
Kai came down over her, his chest to hers, his hips pressed to the inside of her thighs. His body gyrated. He moved the device in his hand as if it were his own member.
“Do you like this cock fucking you?” he growled. “Filling you up, slave? Making you want to come? You want to scream and find release, don’t you?”
“Yes…Master,” she whimpered. Her cunt flexed on the rigid length, and already spirals worked through her, hovering like the ominous clouds of a storm, ready to lash out into lightning at any moment.
“Come…” he rasped against her ear. “Now, Wyn. Come!”
She wailed as it overcame her, and his words thrust her over the edge of reason and into a chasm of swirling bliss that tossed her in unending waves of ecstasy.
He groaned as she shuddered beneath him. While she shook, he pushed up her blindfold. She watched through a gauze-like haze as he kneeled back on his heels and pulled the glove off his free hand with his teeth. Frantically, he ripped open his pants and withdrew his shaft. Heavens, it was so beautiful, so hard and long and thick, and every greedy part of her wanted it inside her.
With gritted teeth, he continued to fuck her with the toy while he stroked his throbbing cock with the same rhythm. His eyes closed, and his cum spurted from him. It landed just below the corset on her lower belly and pussy, and she jerked in surprise. It was so…hot. She’d never felt heat! Still, his seed seemed to burn into her as it somehow united them in this act.
“Wyn…” he growled. His face was drawn as he gazed down at her. They were united. They were one in this moment, but on the edges of the act stood an emptiness that would fill them as soon as they took time to think. He still could not touch her, and she would still eventually be alone.
Chapter Five
Kai had never been so close yet so far from a woman. The sight of her, the scent of her arousal, the sweet sound of her coming and the clasp of her thighs around him had all brought him to release in one crushing swoop. He’d nearly lost control and fallen over her, shoving aside the obsidian cock and replacing it with his own.
