Indecision filled her. What did he mean by that little comment? Had she been that apparent that she knew who he was? The voice in the back of her mind confirmed she had been. She should never have gone up to his suite, but she couldn't deny how much she wanted him. The problem was that the way he wanted her was not the way she wanted him to want her.
"Unless, you don't want to..."
Lexie caught his gaze and noticed more than just desire in his eyes. He was challenging her. There was no way he could have known who she was and what she was doing there. It was impossible. But it was evident he was suspicious, not expecting her to actually accept his invitation. She narrowed her eyes at him as a stubborn streak shot through her.
Accepting his hand, she rose from the sofa to stand in front of him, their bodies less than an inch apart. "Of course, I thought you'd never ask. I'm a T5 sub, after all." She returned his condescending smirk with one of her own.
Amusement danced in his eyes, as he brushed back a lock of hair that had fallen over her eye. Her breath hitched as his index finger trailed along her jaw, and then followed the line of her collarbone. "The things I want to do to you Lexie." His eyes turned dark again and she could almost see his mind working, picturing her in dozens of positions and doing things to her that she didn't even want to consider.
On impulse and without a thought to what she was doing she closed the small distance between them, pressing her body against his, her breasts crushing against his chest. "And what exactly do you want to do to me Vince?" she whispered, as she kissed the side of his neck tentatively. His cologne pulled her in, tempting her. She pressed her pelvis against him, feeling the hard ridge of his shaft straining against his pants, begging for her to release it.
He hooked his index finger under her chin and forced her eyes up to meet his. "Let me show you."
Lexie's mouth went dry and she nodded. Her body, which was turning into an inferno of need, demanded that she find out.
"Come." he stepped back from her and gave her hand a slight tug, guiding her across the living room to a closed door. He opened it up and stepped aside, allowing her to pass before entering after her.
She swore when she decided to do this that there was no way she'd be allowing herself to let things get to this point - but here she was. But as she walked into his playroom, she felt a rush of anticipation flow through her. The scones along the pastel blue coloured windowless walls illuminated the room with a soft glow. There was an assortment of BDSM furniture. A Saint Andrews cross against the wall, a spanking bench, a suspension rack, bondage table and some other pieces she didn't know the name for. Various sizes and forms of whips, floggers, canes and paddles lined the walls. So many possibilities; some exciting and some terrifying.
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There was no way in hell the woman standing in front of him, with her eyes surveying the contents of the room with a mix of awe and terror had ever been in a dungeon before. A mixture of intimidation, excitement and determination were evident in those emerald green eyes of hers. She wanted to prove to him that he was wrong about her, though he knew he wasn't. But that was okay, he was going to enjoy having some playtime with the fiery little red-head. And once he had her to the point where she was begging him to stop, he was going to relieve the ache in his cock and fuck her to exhaustion. Then, he'd find out who she really was and what in the hell she was doing there.
But first thing was first. What was he going to do with her...
His first thought was the cross. He could spread her wide, bind her and have his way with every inch of her body. His dick jerked at the idea, but after some consideration he decided against it. He could start with a good spanking, reddening her ass until it matched her hair. No. That was no good either. His eyes laid sight on the suspension set-up and an idea began to formulate in his mind.
Reclining against the wall, his hands thrust into the front pockets he watched her explore the room. "Lexie," he called out to her and she immediately looked at him, turning her body to face him. "Take off your clothing. I want to see you."
Her already fair complexion paled and indecision flashed in her eyes. Yes, there was no way in hell she'd ever been a sub before.
"Now," his tone was firm and spurred her into compliance. She hooked her thumbs into the top of her dress and slowly and with hesitation pulled it down, revealing a red satin corset covering generous breasts, her face reddening to a flattering pink hue. His cock hardened - painfully hard - as she lowered the dress down her waist, down over her hips, revealing a matching satin thong and then let it drop to the floor.
"Very nice," he growled his approval. He motioned with his finger for her to turn around. "Let me see you for a moment, as you are, before you remove the remainder."
Her green eyes widened, but she nodded and began to slowly turn so his eyes could feast on her stunning compact body from every angle. When she did a complete three hundred and sixty degree turn she stopped and stared up at him. She ran her tongue along her lower lip, making him yearn to either kiss her or thrust his aching cock past her glossed lips and into her mouth - he couldn't decide which.
Stalking over to her, he cupped the side of her face in his hand and frowned when she trembled at his touch. He wasn't sure if the trembling came from fear of him or desire. Most likely both and he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about that. "You are to refer to me as Master or Sir. Are we clear?"
She nodded and his frown deepened. She was so green and had so much to learn, which spurred the question as to why she was here in the first place. It was a damned good thing he was a patient man.
"If you do not answer when I speak to you or ask you a question, you will be punished. Now tell me you are clear on this?" Her green eyes widened at the threat of being punished, which amused him, but he kept his expression hard.
She began to nod and stopped herself. "Y-yes... Sir."
"Better. Now turn around." She did as ordered and turned her back to him.
He gently, pushed her hair out of the way and slowly began unzipping the back of her corset and let it fall to the floor. He kissed the back of her neck and she trembled against him, a soft moan-like sigh escaping her lips. Vince smiled as he continued with a string of kisses making his way slowly dawn her back, loving the sound of her soft moans of pleasure and anticipation.
Once he reached her lower back, he hooked his thumbs into the string of her panties and gave it a tug, pulling it down and letting it drop to the floor at her feet. He considered the boots, but despite the fact the poor girl could barely walk in them, they looked fucking hot on her so he left them - for now.
"Spread your legs."
"Yes, Master," she replied promptly and widened her stance.
Good girl.
He placed another chaste kiss on her lower back and then swiped his index finger along the length of her slit, pleased to see how wet she was for him already. She gasped and her body tensed. He stroked her a second time and this time her body began to move with his finger, her needy pussy demanding more.
"Turn to face me," he ordered as he straightened back up and took a step back from her.
"Yes, Master." She turned and he was given his first glimpse of the front half of her stunning nude body.
He loved the curve of her hips, the plumpness of her breasts with large pink nipples and his eyes were especially keen on the sight of the thin landing strip of red hair between her legs. Fuck, he loved redheads! He had no idea where she came from and at that moment didn't give a fuck, because she was a treat.
Vince nodded his head in appreciation. "Very nice." He was going to seriously enjoy seeing her come over and over by his hand.
Chapter 4
Vince was eyeing her naked body so intently that she wasn't sure whether she was embarrassed or turned on by his stare. When he said "very nice" in that sexy, deep voice of his it was nearly her undoing. She wanted to peel off his clothing and see for herself how magnificent his naked body would be. It was killing her to do nothing, but
she managed to convince herself to wait for his next command.
"Sir?" Was it bad that she was impatient? She could feel the evidence of her arousal, slowly dripping down her inner thighs. She had already been on edge so when he had slipped his finger between her legs, gathering her juices she'd nearly come undone right then and there. His intent stare was driving her near insanity, but perhaps that was the idea.
He smiled down at her, and cupped her cheek in his palm. His thumb, traced her lower lip and by instinct she nipped at it and sucked it into her mouth. His breath hitched and his eyes grew darker. She swirled her tongue around his thumb, teasing.
Pulling his thumb from her mouth, he took a menacing step towards her. Instinctively she took a step back, keeping a solid foot between their bodies. His jaw clenched and she immediately knew she shouldn't have stepped back. Was he going to punish her? If so, then how? A mixture of fear and excitement rushed through her as she thought of all the things he could possibly do to her.
He took one more step, but this time she held her ground, allowing him to close all distance between them. Vince grabbed her ass in his hands and pulled her pelvis up tight against his, she could feel the ridge of his long, thick erect cock, straining to be freed from his pants. Oh God, she wanted it!
She knew she should be leaving as quickly as her boots from hell could take her, but she couldn't. She didn't want to. She wanted this, and when all was said and done, she knew she could blame her actions on wanting the story, but in actuality she wanted this. She wanted him.
"I'm not sure what I want more Lexie... To play with you, or fuck you until you're too weak and sore to stand."
Oh-my-God! For the hundredth time since the elevator ride she wondered what in the hell she was doing here, with him, naked and moments away from being at his complete mercy. Was she insane? She had to be, but her body was craving him, demanding she stay and learn what he was about to show her.
He walked her backwards a few more steps and she found herself under a steel bar with cuffs hanging from it. She knew then what he had planned for her and a rush of fear raced through her. If she allowed to happen what he apparently had in mind she'd be his, and helpless to stop it. She pushed down the fear as the ache between her legs reminded her of how much she needed this.
"What's the safeword you want to use Lexie?" he asked grabbing her wrist and raising her arm over her head and then securing the leather cuff around it.
Lexie let out a ragged breath. "I... I don't know."
Grabbing her second wrist he lifted it over her head and secured that one as well. Once done he gave her a sly smile. "Being that you are no virgin when it comes to this kind of play, I would have thought you would have one in mind?"
The son-of-a-bitch is toying with me! Without meaning to, her eyes narrowed and she glared up at him. A new rush of insecurities ran through her and she strained in earnest against her binds.
He raised a questioning brow at her, his grin widening. "Would you like me to release you? Don't want to play after all?"
The stubbornness within her reared its head again and she lifted her chin defiantly. "I was just making sure they were secure... Master," she could hear the condescension in her tone, but she didn't care.
Instead of being angered he laughed hard and loud. "You are a fiery little one. I have to admire that."
"You haven't seen the half of it, Sir," her defiant nature was in overdrive now, and she was helpless to stop it.
He stepped up to her and began to trace, pinch and roll her nipples between his finger tips. Lexie closed her eyes and moaned loudly as short jolts of pleasure rushed through her from his expert touch. As they hardened he became rougher, pinching harder, until she winced as the pleasure turned to pain. Noticing her discomfort he immediately stopped.
He leaned into her, his mouth at her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "When you are in here with me. You. Are. Mine."
The meaning behind his words was perfectly clear. She was at his mercy, to do with as he pleased. And the thought excited her more than she knew it should.
"Now, give me a safeword Lexie, or this ends now."
A part of her wanted to take that statement as an opportunity to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible, but she couldn't. Deep down, she didn't want to. Deep down she wanted this. She wanted to lose control and feel what it was like to be powerless and under the command of such a wickedly sexy and powerful man.
Lexie spoke the first word to come to mind. "Apple, Sir."
He nodded. "Apple it is."
Vince turned from her and grabbed an adjustable steel bar that had been hanging on the wall, cuffs on either end. She knew it to be a spreader bar. He hurried back to her and dropped to one knee, placing the bar between her legs, cuffing her ankles. He then adjusted the width until she felt a burning sensation in the muscles of her inner thighs as the coolness of the room brushed against her fully exposed moist pussy. Lastly, Vince attached thin chains from the bottom of the suspension rack to the spreader between her legs, so that she was now in a full X position. He secured it so she was virtually unable to move.
Vince stepped back and examined his handy work, rubbing his chin in thought as his eyes roamed up and down her body. Desire coursed through her from the intensity of his stare. Her eyes fell to his groin, and to the large bulge under his pants. What would she need to endure to finally feel him in her?
Once his eyes finished their travels he gave her an appreciative smile. His hand cupped her mound, and he slipped two fingers deep into her. She cried out from the sudden invasion.
He stepped closer to her, his lips grazing the side of her neck. "Ohhhh. So nice and tight Lexie."
A tremor rocked through her body and she attempted to buck against his hand, but she was strung up to securely. All she could do was endure, as his fingers stroked her inner wall, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through her, each one more intense than the last.
"Please," she managed to sigh closing her eyes and giving into the sensations flowing through her. It was good, so good, and she was rapidly coming towards her first orgasm of the night.
"Open your eyes."
She complied, her lust filled eyes fluttering open to meet his - their gazes locking. Her stomach clenched and her body felt like it was a coil, seconds away from springing loose. She moaned loudly, fighting the urge to close her eyes again and give herself to the pleasure.
"You're close," Vince whispered against her mouth, his lips grazing hers.
"Yes, Sir," she murmured. Oh-so-close. Seconds away. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, preparing to release. Just as she was about to hit the peak, he pulled his fingers from her and stepped back. Disappoint rushed through her. "Please Sir!"
He gave her a devilish smile and shook his head. "Not yet."
Oh-dear-God! She groaned inwardly. It was evident that he planned on torturing her. Her stomach was aching slightly from the denied orgasm and her pussy throbbed. Lexie clenched her fists, taking a few deep breaths in and releasing, attempting to simmer the fire within.
Finally what she'd been waiting for was happening and excitement reared back up within her as Vince pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the floor. He then undid the button and zipper on his pants. Letting his pants drop to the floor, his boxer briefs came swiftly after them.
Another rush of anticipation raced through her, as she peered upon his magnificent body. His shoulders were broad and torso lean. His cock stood thick and proud, a drop of pre-cum shimmering on the tip. Oh, how she longed to wrap her lips around the head of his cock and lick the pre-cum from the tip.
"It is to your satisfaction?"
"Oh yes!" She licked her lips as her eyes admired his glorious cock.
He strolled up to her and captured her chin in his hand, raising her eyes to meet his. "Where do you want me to fuck you Lexie?"
His thumb traced her lower lip, "Here?"
Lexie held her breath to keep from moaning a
s his finger slowly made its way between her breasts, down her stomach and then even lower, between her legs. He ran his finger, between her heated, wet folds. "Here?" He then walked around her and then stepped up behind her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back tight to him, his cock pressed against her bottom. "Or your ass?"
"Anywhere," she whispered as she let her head fall back against his chest. "Please Sir, fuck me." And she meant it. All she knew was that she needed release - soon. How she got that release was of no consequence to her.
"Such an anxious one," he whispered in her ear, sending a chill down her spine, as he slipped an arm around her and cupped her mound. Slipping two fingers between her pussy lips he stroked her from her anus to her clit, taking time to pinch and roll her clit between his fingers with each pass.
She closed her eyes and moaned loudly.
"So many choices," he murmured, kissing the back of her neck while continuing to torture her clit. She was in agony, she needed to move, to press back against him, and move against his hand, but she couldn't. His thick dick slipped its way between her soft folds, teasing her.
"My God Vince!" she cried out. Her body was on edge once more, she was on the brink of an orgasm yet again and all she needed was for him to thrust that beautiful shaft into her and her agony would be over.
Vince immediately stepped away from her, again leaving her with a feeling of emptiness and longing - both physically and emotionally. He walked around to face her. He ran his index finger along her collarbone and she whimpered. Even the slightest touch from him was turning her near insanity with need. The evidence of her arousal was uncomfortably pooling between her legs and sliding down her inner thighs.
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