I whimpered at his words. I couldn’t help it. “You’ll be glad you waited,” I said.
The elevator dinged, the doors opened and Aiden pulled himself away from me. “Lead the way.” I led him down the hall to the end unit, unlocked the door and let him inside the condo. Aiden whistled as he took in my corner loft. “This is a really nice place, Belle.”
“Thank you. I do pretty well for myself,” I said.
“What is it you do?” he asked.
I smiled. “We’ll get to that later. First, you need to make good on all those promises. And I need to show you my kink room.” I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom, opened the closet, then opened the hidden door on the back wall. “This was another bedroom but when I bought the place I had the room sealed and this door put in. I don’t need the housekeeper knowing my business, do I?”
Aiden shook his head slowly as he looked around my room of kinky deliciousness. He scanned everything quickly then his eyes settled on the thing I’d hoped they would.
My favorite thing. The thing that intimidated most others. “What’s that?” he asked with a crooked smile.
“That is a torture wheel.” I walked over to the eight-foot steel circle and explained. “These here,” I pointed to the two-inch metal rings attached to the wheel at eleven and two o’clock, “are to attach cuffs or rope or whatever you’d like to tie my hands with. And these down here,” I pointed to the ones at four and seven o’clock, “are for my legs.” It didn’t take long for Aiden to put together the geometry. Tying me up at those points would put me in a spread eagle position—one of the most vulnerable positions there was.
Aiden sighed a big, shuddering sigh that shook his shoulders and made his eyes close. “Take off your clothes,” he said while shrugging out of his jacket.
“Do you want me to show you the rest of—”
“Take off your clothes, Belle,” he commanded, voice low and strong.
“Yes, Master,” I said and happily did what I was told. While I unlaced my corset Aiden busied himself by carefully making his way around my room, examining toys, testing out rope, cracking floggers and paddles against his own skin. I smiled to myself. Every good Dom should know what a toy feels like before they use it, and Aiden instinctively knew that.
Once he’d tried everything on display in the room, he went back to the rope section and chose a black cotton rope. It was my favorite rope, the soft, strong fibers didn’t tug or scrape my skin and it was long enough to do interesting knots and suspension play.
“Why aren’t you undressed, Belle?” he asked softly, firmly, in a Dom voice so sexy all the blood in my body rushed to my pussy.
The slightest whimper caught in my throat as the sweet, heavy feeling in my nether region grew unbearable. “I’m sorry, Master.” I bowed my head to him and hurried to get the rest of my laces undone.
“Leave it,” he whispered and was suddenly towering over me, looking at me with those intense eyes. “If you can’t manage I’ll do it myself.”
Oh. My. God. His tone, the subtle power in his words, the dark look in his eyes, it made me lightheaded with desire. My hands fell away from the laces, hanging limp at my sides. I wouldn’t do anything until he told me.
Aiden walked the Dom line with exquisite perfection.
He stepped back and took off his shirt and tie, letting them fall to the ground in a heap. He was even bigger than I thought. Muscled and broad and fuck I wanted to touch him but I wouldn’t move unless he said so. He took off his pants and my knees went wobbly. The perfect V of his torso, the low ride of his massively tented boxer-briefs that showed off the heavenly ridge where oblique ends and hip begins.
If he had told me to come I would have exploded for him right there. I could have just at his words
I finally raised my gaze to Aiden’s dark, smiling eyes. “Am I to your liking, Belle?”
I shuddered at his tone before I could answer and only managed to do so with a trembly voice. “You are absolute perfection, Master.”
He smiled and came toward me. Aiden unlaced my corset the rest of the way and gently removed it. Then he took his time with my garters, slowly unhooking them and painstakingly rolling down each stocking to my ankles. He slipped each one off my foot and then slid the garter belt off my hips. He stepped back to look at me in only my black lace panties.
I bowed my head as his eyes drank me in. “Look at me, Belle,” he commanded quietly. I whimpered when I saw his expression, pure rapt delight as he eyed each curve and swell of my body.
“Take off your panties.” My movements were slow, thoughts hazy with hormones and the sub space he was so adept at manipulating. “Now, Belle,” he said with a sharpness in his tone that zinged right through me, raising gooseflesh on my skin and bringing a deep throb to my pussy.
“Yes, Master.” I yanked my underwear down and stood before the best Dom I’d ever been with, probably the best Dom to ever exist, nude and totally vulnerable. Completely beholden to his will.
It was absolute ecstasy.
Chapter Ten
Aiden
She was everything I thought didn’t exist. Everything I wanted and so much more. As much as I wanted to fuck her tight, perfect pussy right then, I’d force myself to take my time. I wanted this to last. She’d broken the curse that hung over me for so long, one that I thought I was stuck with for all eternity. I would repay her properly.
“Step into the circle, Belle,” I whispered, uncoiling the rope. “That’s it.” I looped the rope around her arm, threaded it through the smaller ring, and secured it tightly with a box knot. I did the same for the other arm and her legs. When I finished I stepped back to admire my work. “Fuck, Belle, you look exquisite spread out like that.” I paced all the way around the contraption, getting a look at her from every angle. That’s when I noticed the bolts on the outsides of the circle weren’t stationary. They were affixed to a rotating plate—meaning the whole unit moved back and forth. I could lay her out if I wanted.
I’d save that for later. I didn’t want to get too overwhelmed with options, but it was a nice feature that I’d definitely remember.
With just my fingertips I started on the underside of her arms, lightly following the curves down the side of her body all the way to her calves. I picked up a toy labeled “The Violet Wand” and dragged it across her skin without turning it on.
Of the toys I tested, this offered the most range in sensation—a light electric hum to a sharp, painful shock. The thin wand wasn’t meant for inserting but to hover over the skin and deliver electro-static shocks of various intensities. I couldn’t wait to see how she would react to it.
“Are you comfortable?” I asked.
Belle nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“Are you ready to begin?”
“Yes, please yes, Master,” Belle’s whole body shuddered as she answered.
I turned the toy on the lowest setting and traced it across her stomach. Belle moaned and whimpered and my cock jumped at her sexy sounds. I brought it to the underside of her magnificent tits and this time she cried out, arching her back into the pain of the toy. “Do you like that, Belle?” I whispered in her ear, eliciting another whimper from her.
“Yes, Master. Very much.”
“Would you like it if I turned it up?” I whispered in her other ear.
Her eyes closed slowly as she answered. “Yes, Master.”
“Yes, Master what?” I asked softly.
Belle sighed, smiling from ear to ear. “Yes, please turn up the toy, Master.”
I obliged and ran it across both her nipples, making her squeal with delight. Her body heaved with shaky gasps when I pulled the toy away. When she’d recovered, I hovered the wand down the inside of her thigh, which again earned me a squeal and some sharp gasps as the sensation left her body.
“What your safe word, Belle?” I asked quietly.
“It’s corsage, Master,” she said thickly.
“And you will use it if you need
to, right Belle?”
“Of course, Master.” I hadn’t forgotten the safe word but I did want to ground her a bit. Saying the word seemed to do the trick.
“Do you need a break, my sweet?”
“No, Master.”
I held the wand up to her eye level and watched her eyes widen as I turned it all the way up. “Are you ready, Belle?”
“Yes, Master,” she heaved. I stepped around the circle and ran the wand over her ass cheeks.
She screamed as the arcs of electricity touched her skin. I pulled it away quickly and stepped around so I could see her face. Smiling and gasping, her head relaxed backward, and she was so turned on her thighs were slick and shiny with her own juices.
I turned off the wand, let my boxers fall to the ground and stood in front of her waiting for her to come back to reality. After a few moments, I touched her cheek. “Belle,” I said in her ear.
“Mmm?”
“I want you to come for me, sweetie. Right now.” I didn’t know if she would, if she could come without touching her directly. But I sure as hell wanted to find out.
Moaning and sighing, she shuddered against my chest, rocking her pelvis back and forth and shaking in the restraints. “Come for me, Belle,” I said again. And she did. She wailed and writhed as she let the climax overtake her.
When she recovered I checked all the restraints, making sure they weren’t digging into her skin or hindering circulation. “Belle?”
“Mmm?” she said, eyes hazy and unfocused.
“Do you need a break?” She shook her head. “Do you want me to keep going?” She nodded. “I need you to say it, Belle.”
The haze cleared from her gaze as she looked at me. “Yes, Master. Please keep going.”
I rearranged her, lifting her feet to stand on the platform of the circle. “Hold on to the rings, Belle.” When she had a good grip, I rotated the contraption roughly thirty degrees backward, putting her splayed open pussy on display and also at the perfect level for me to fuck.
But first, I wanted to taste her. “Are you comfortable, sweetie?”
“I am, Master.”
“Good,” I said and got down on my knees. “How would you like it if I licked your tight little cunt until you came? Her pelvis arched toward me as she whimpered. Fuck! That sweet, sexy sound drove me absolutely insane. “Would you like that?” I grumbled low and slow, watching her body shiver at my voice.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered.
I didn’t bother with teasing or build up, I dove into her sweet little pussy and lapped away like it was my last meal. Belle rocked and squirmed against me and I plunged two fingers as far as they would go inside her. I pressed against her g-spot and Belle screamed as I brought her to a peak. She convulsed around my fingers as her sweet juices dripped down my hand.
It took some time for her breathing to return to normal but when it did, I checked in again. “Do you want to stop, Belle?”
“No, Master,” she whispered.
I got off the floor and crawled inside the circle with her. “Belle, I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going fuck your tight little cunt harder than it’s ever been fucked before, is that all right?”
Belle whimpered again. “God yes, Master. Please, please, please fuck me,” she begged.
No warning, no teasing, I crashed into her pussy, slamming the entirety of my cock into her sweet, warm depths. She came with the first stroke, and I grabbed her hips as she bucked and arced, trying to keep a steady rhythm. When her climax ebbed away I grabbed the top part of her outer lips and shook them back and forth, shaking and sliding her swollen, wet clit all around. She came again, screaming and writhing, and this time, I let myself come too, growling as I spasmed into her.
God, she was perfect.
Belle shook with aftershocks for a good three or four minutes after I stopped touching her. She shook while I uprighted the circle and untied her arms and legs. She collapsed against me, totally spent, and I carried her to the bedroom, cleaned her of the mess we made and tucked her into bed. After I made sure she had a glass of water within reach, I crawled into bed next to her and fell to sleep as soon as my eyes closed.
Chapter Eleven
Belle
The next day I woke before Aiden. Sore and stiff from our night of debauchery, I took a long hot shower and let Aiden sleep as long as he liked. I had some things to take care of anyway.
A few hours later, after I’d finished a call with a friend on the city council, Aiden walked nude into the kitchen, grabbed the orange juice from the fridge and gulped it all down straight from the container.
“Sorry,” he said when I gave him a half-hearted evil eye.
I smiled and tossed a banana at him.
“You were incredible,” he said as he unpeeled the fruit.
I smiled again. “No, Aiden. You were incredible. I lost count of how many times I came. And I’m still kind of fuzzy around the edges. That was the deepest sub space I’ve ever achieved. You have such a natural intuition for Doming—you’re better than any experienced Dom I’ve been with.”
“Hm. Is that so?”
“Yes, it is. Which is why I’ve been busy all morning getting that Cogsworth turd to grant you a special permit. Your building will be zoned however you like, Aiden.”
“Are you kidding me, Belle?”
I shook my head. “Nope.” Aiden ran to my side of the island, scooped me up out of my chair and swung me around.
“You really are fucking perfect, Belle.”
“There is a catch,” I said from his arms.
“What’s that?” he asked, eyeing me with mock suspicion.
“Well, you asked what I did for a living, I think it’s time I told you. I’m the sole proprietor of an online fetish wear shop. I design every item I carry, including the baby flogger pendant and the lingerie I wore last night.”
“Okay. What does that have to do—”
I put a finger on his lips. “Shush, I’m getting there. I’ve built quite a community of kinky-minded people, many of whom are local and I think that warehouse would be a perfect BDSM themed club. We could have demonstrations on all kinds of things like suspension play and flogging, and there could be private rooms where people could get down and dirty if they wanted.”
Aiden looked at me like I had three heads.
“Of course it would be an invite only basis, and everyone would be thoroughly vetted by yours truly,” I said, scrambling to assuage any misgivings he might have.
Aiden put me down and looked at me a long time. “Belle, you are incredible,” he said.
“I am? I mean, yes, I am. Um, does that mean you’re in?”
Aiden smiled but didn’t answer.
“It would be your club entirely. I’d just be the vendor supplying all your equipment.”
He pulled me close, wrapping me in a tight hug. But still didn’t say anything.
“And of course, I’m the one you demonstrate the Torture Wheel on.”
Aiden stepped back to look at me, grinning ear to ear. “Absolutely! Of course, I’m in.”
I squealed and jumped back into his arms. “It’s going to be so much fun!”
“One condition though,” he said.
“What’s that?”
“We’re changing the name. It’s not a Torture Wheel, Belle. It’s The Pleasure Wheel.”
I smiled and hugged him even harder. “You’re absolutely right, Aiden. Absolutely right.”
The End
Snow White
She was forbidden. But so pure, like fresh snow. I knew I had to have her despite her father’s standing in the company. I’d have her, I’d make her mine and she’d love every minute of it.
She stared at me, wide-eyed and perfect pink lips slightly parted as I danced her across the ballroom. “This will be a night you’ll never forget, Alicia. I can promise you that.” I slid my hand down the smooth curve of her back, wanting so much to cup her ass but not daring to in front of so many people.
But if I could get my hand between the ruffles of her gown, I might just...
Alicia gasped, big eyes staring up at me as I dug my hand into the meat of her ass. There was still fabric between us, but at least this way no one would notice.
At least I hoped they wouldn’t
Each book in the Once Upon a Happy Ever After series is a complete standalone, HEA story with NO CLIFFHANGERS and NO CHEATING.
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