Rapid Pulse: A Limited Edition Spicy Romance Collection

by Gina Kincade

  Julia clenched and the toy jarred, slowing its turning, and Sophia raised her eyebrows in question of the defiance. However, as soon as Julia relaxed at all the straps pulled it back in. Julia bit her tongue, pulled against the ropes on her arms, screamed freely, but the toy didn’t budge, didn’t cease. After a while, Sophia turned up the setting.

  Sophia’s blue eyes filled Julia’s swimming vision. Her last command had been to look at her.

  Julia's throat was hoarse from screaming in pleasure, in pain; her chest heaving with the effort of her vaginal contractions, pulling her diaphragm, her thighs; all of her was consumed by the continued climax. Julia whimpered, licking her lips, her mouth dry.

  “There you are,” Sophia murmured, and the grinding suddenly stopped.

  Julia fell, sliding to the floor around Sophia’s legs. The vampire picked her up easily and laid her on the bed Julia had been leaning against.

  “You are beautiful, Julia. Remember, you don’t have to join us to continue to come here. This is not an ultimatum, only a choice.”

  Julia sighed as Sophia slipped an ice chip between her lips. Holding it in her teeth, Julia let the liquid run over her tongue and down her throat while Sophia wiped her down with a cooling, wet cloth.

  Julia was nearly asleep as she heard Harry speak to Sophia, the heavy, gruff timbre to his voice soothing her. “So?”

  “Who do you plan to give her to next?” Sophia asked him. The cloth swept between Julia’s breasts, then under her arm.

  “Jocelyn.”

  “You plan to go through all the women first, despite her discomfort?”

  “If she decides not to join us, I’d rather know sooner than later.”

  If Sophia answered, Julia never heard it.

  Chapter Two: Jocelyn & Lynn

  Julia woke with no urge to go home. She rose from the bed, pulled on a robe, and then walked out of the room to the dining room, where other people were helping themselves to breakfast. She thought about her choice as she ate.

  After a short while, Harry found her.

  “I’m not leaving,” she told him. His smile was small.

  “When you are ready, return to your room.” He stroked her cheek in a way he only did after she had used her safe word or when she woke. It was a lover’s touch, and assured her that she did want this–all of this. She wasn’t eager to return to her room, though, to another woman.

  Julia wasn’t sure what to do in her room, so she used the attached bathroom to shower. When she emerged, another woman sat on the edge of the bed. She wore a robe similar to Julia’s.

  “I am Jocelyn. You are ready?” She looked Julia over with a quick perusal.

  Julia paused for a moment in the doorway of the bathroom, mentally shifting her focus from herself to Jocelyn, to the need to please her new Mistress. “I’m ready, Mistress,” she said, stepping into the center of the room and kneeling.

  “Lovely. Remove your robe, please. That is a nice scent you’re wearing. Do you bring your own body wash?”

  “Yes, Mistress. I’m glad it pleases you.” Julia still felt a little strange with a female Dominant. She would be extra cautious in her actions and reactions. When it came down to it, Julia knew she always held the ultimate power to stop everything with her safe word, maximum, but if she used it too freely she would never be allowed to stay. She would do her best.

  “Hmmm, something simple to start. Rub my feet, Julia.”

  Jocelyn’s toes were painted green, and when Julia chanced a glance up, she saw her Mistress' eyes were as well. An unnatural, glowing green, almost sickly. Julia’s own eyes were a dull brown. She wondered what shade they would turn.

  Jocelyn gripped Julia’s earlobe and pinched it hard, breaking the skin.

  Julia cried out but didn’t move to grab the assaulting hand. Instead, she focused again on the woman before her, the order she’d been given. That was foolish, she thought to herself. I know better than that. The vampires couldn’t read her mind, or she thought they couldn’t, but she had hesitated because she was thinking of herself. As soon as her fingers began working the arch of Jocelyn’s foot, the pinching stopped.

  “Yes, that’s nice. Kiss.” Jocelyn held her foot slightly higher. “And make your way up from there.”

  Julia fought a shudder. Performing orally on a woman was almost the worst thing she could imagine. Not the worst. She’d experienced worse at Harry’s hand. Only once. When she’d licked his asshole, something else she didn’t relish, she hadn’t thought for a moment he’d empty his bowels on her.

  Jocelyn clapped her hands together and Julia cringed. She didn’t know this woman, but that could not be good.

  “Fetch the nipple clamps. The toothed ones.”

  Keeping her head bowed, Julia obeyed, putting the wretched things in Jocelyn’s hands. Not only would they bite as long as they were on, the chain could easily be tugged anytime Jocelyn felt the need to exact a punishment. Julia held her breath as Jocelyn opened the first. She met the woman’s gaze when the teeth didn’t bite as expected.

  “You’ve been bitten here?” she asked, tracing the scar around Julia’s nipple. “It was nearly bitten off?”

  “No, Mistress. Not so deep, but all around, yes.”

  That had been ecstasy, Harry suckling from her like a babe while her body spasmed in pleasure.

  “Hmmm. Not now, I think, but later.”

  “Ah!” Julia couldn’t hold back the cry when the teeth of the clamp dug into her nipple. The second clamp followed quickly and she bit back the worst of the pain.

  Jocelyn nodded, pleased.

  “Please, M-mistress, may I continue?” If the vampires had discussed this, and she knew they had, Jocelyn would know how little she enjoyed this. As the woman’s face brightened, Julia knew she’d responded correctly. Being less than reluctant pleased Jocelyn. Her mistress held the chain in her hand as Julia kissed her way from behind the woman’s knee toward her sex. She took a quick breath before kissing the skin above her clit. Then, Julia licked her lips once before barely touching her tongue to the swollen nub.

  There was a tug on the chain, making Julia grit her teeth and murmur, “Damn.” She flattened her tongue and ran it over Jocelyn’s clit roughly; her tongue instantly coated in the woman’s taste, turning her stomach. She closed her eyes, and licked again, grateful her mistress had removed all her hair. That would make this much worse.

  Julia raised a hand slowly, careful of the chain still raised between them. “May I, Mistress?” she asked, setting the hand on Jocelyn’s thigh and brushing up.

  “Ah... I think not. I’d like to know more of what you can do with your tounge.” Jocelyn shifted on the bed, opening her legs wider.

  Julia fought back her impulse to revolt, to turn away, and instead forced her mouth back to Jocelyn’s glistening lips, sliding her tongue lower than before. Swallowing, she thrust the wet tip into Jocelyn’s pussy, curling and licking. Julia’s hands balled into fists on her knees and she stiffened her spine, but she didn’t stop her ministrations until her mistress started to sway and moan.

  “Ugh,” Julia grunted, as the chain pulled.

  Jocelyn clicked her tongue. “I didn’t mean to do that. You were doing very well. I think I’ll take these off.”

  Julia sighed with relief and held still as Jocelyn reached down to release each one. The blood surged back into Julia’s nipples, giving new pain.

  “Rise, quickly,” Jocelyn ordered.

  Julia’s stiff knees prevented her from responding as swiftly as the vampire wished and Julia was tugged upward so Jocelyn could close her mouth on a nipple, biting into the skin.

  “Ow!” Julia cried. “Deep,” she warned.

  Jocelyn didn’t give any sign she’d heard, but she didn’t bite deeper. Julia tried to hold still as her mistress drank, but the pain was searing and the aphrodisiac wasn’t enough to counter it. Tears formed in Julia’s eyes and started to roll. She wept harder as Jocelyn repeated her treatment on the other breast.<
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  “Ow! It hurts,” Julia told her, but of course, it was supposed to hurt. At least this time, Jocelyn stimulated Julia in return, letting the pleasure rise when the pain ebbed a little. Julia’s breath came in gasps, first sobs and then sighs. Her legs started to shake, and Jocelyn pulled her hand and teeth away.

  “Not too deep, I hope.” The vampire’s cool fingers teased the tips of both nipples and Julia shook at the sensation. Jocelyn smiled, pleased again. “No, not too deep. You can still feel just fine.” She pinched and rolled each nipple, making Julia sway again.

  “Kiss me,” Jocelyn murmured. “Let me taste myself on your lips.”

  The reminder jarred Julia’s stomach, but she complied, turning her face to Jocelyn’s and presented her closed lips to the vampire. The first kiss was gentle, then Julia parted her lips, her tongue rubbing the tip of Jocelyn’s top lip, giving her the taste she knew her mistress sought.

  “Mmmm,” Jocelyn purred, her tongue touching Julia’s.

  The zing of that mysterious chemical in their saliva made Julia eager for more. She reached her hand into Jocelyn’s hair and held the back of her head.

  Jocelyn gripped Julia’s wrist hard. Julia didn’t stop kissing her mistress, and without an order, silent or verbal, she wouldn’t. Jocelyn’s tongue continued to play with Julia’s, but the Dominant restricted the touching. Julia focused more on the kiss, on putting her heat into it, on conveying everything she wanted, how wonderful she felt.

  Jocelyn pulled away and released Julia’s wrist. Julia pulled her hand back and tried to stand still. Her legs rubbed against one another, still longing for release.

  “I think I have what I came for. You will not touch yourself. Lynn is coming and she will want you just like that.”

  Julia fought a groan, but from the brightness in Jocelyn’s eyes, her expression had given her away. “Yes, Mistress,” she said through clenched teeth, hoping Lynn would come soon.

  “Remember to drink.” Jocelyn stood and kissed Julia once more. “I wish you luck.”

  Julia’s brow furrowed, confused. Then dread rose in her. It was about to get worse, she was certain.

  Taking Jocelyn’s advice, she went to the bathroom and filled a glass with water, gulping it down. She continued to rub her thighs against one another intermittently, but the edge wasn’t as keen–her need not as great. She washed her face and straightened her hair a little, then turned to face her next test, Lynn.

  Lynn brought food. It had been a while since breakfast, but the lunch was light, a small salad and banana with a glass of juice. She also held a dildo. “Don’t make a mess now,” she told Julia, setting the plate on a side table. “Lean over while you eat.”

  Julia licked her lips, steeling herself. The edge that had receded was back with the implication. She would be penetrated while she ate. Elbows braced on the edge of the table, she stuck her hips out. She tried not to stare over her shoulder, knowing better, and instead speared a cherry tomato on her fork.

  The probing in her pussy was gentle at first, fingers, then rougher, more filling, replaced by the thick, hard dildo. Julia grunted, tearing lettuce between her teeth rather than chewing it. “Oh, god.” She groaned, leaning back a bit onto the firm shaft.

  “Eat up,” Lynn insisted, rubbing her hand gently over Julia’s ass-cheek, smacking it lightly. “I don’t want to wait too long.” To confirm her intent, she drew the toy out completely and thrust it back in so quickly and forcibly Julia dropped her fork in a clatter. The slap on her backside was harder this time, making Julia grind on the dildo and ball her hands into fists.

  “No mess,” Lynn reminded her.

  Julia swallowed her mouthful carefully and quickly peeled the banana. She started to cram half of it in her mouth at once, but Lynn stopped her.

  “No, like this.” The dildo was pulled and pushed gently into her hole.

  Julia closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation, and imitated with fruit–not breaking it, but opening her mouth to slide a third of it over her tongue. Another forceful shove of the phallus made her bite through the cream-colored flesh and lean her head down onto the table. She started to rock with the thrusts causing the juice to slop over the edge of its glass.

  “Naughty, naughty,” Lynn chided and dragged her nails down Julia back.

  Not knowing if she was bleeding or not, Julia arched regardless, leaning more heavily into the dildo, gritting her teeth against the sharp pain. She picked up the glass and drank greedily, draining it hastily. She felt drops of the liquid fall on her breasts, but Lynn mustn’t have seen because the fucking continued. Julia moved to eat the rest of her banana, trying to imitate the thrusting she was receiving. She was rewarded with a brush of a hand over her clit and Julia shivered as she clenched down on the fast moving toy.

  Unfortunately, that was when Lynn saw the juice. The rest of the meal was gone; peel neatly laid atop cutlery. Lynn reached up to the spot of sticky fluid on the right breast and pushed her fingernail down on it.

  Julia thought perhaps her back had bled as her breast certainly was, a large drop forming just before Lynn lapped it away. As she did, she thrust deeper with the toy, nearly lifting Julia off the ground.

  Julia cried in pain and rose on her toes. “Ow! Ah!” She rocked from side to side, trying to take some of her weight off, but when she did, Lynn had already moved and was on that side, repeating her treatment on the other breast.

  “Ow! Please!” Not her safe word, the Mistress could heed her pain or press it, but Julia made sure she knew it was painful.

  Julia thumped to her heels and sighed as she was no longer skewered on the hard cock inside her. The toy fell out entirely just before Lynn gave a new command.

  “Hands.”

  Julia turned and held them out. Lynn took cuffs from one of the shelves and linked them to a chain, which she ran up into a hook in the ceiling. She repeated the process with straps on Julia’s thighs so that she hung suspended. Lynn pushed her once to watch her swing, the vampire’s cool hand cupping Julia when she neared and releasing as she swung away.

  “How is that? Any discomfort?”

  Julia shifted a little, shifted her hips, spreading her legs a bit to better distribute her weight. The ties on her thighs were wide, so they didn’t cut into her. She was actually quite comfortable except that her arms were pinned over her head.

  “No, Mistress.”

  “Good. Tell me when you are about to come.”

  The toy made a reappearance as Lynn began fucking Julia again. Lynn’s thumb rubbed over Julia’s sensitive clit, making her pull on the chain holding her hands, and she swung her hips, encouraging the thrusting of the toy to go deeper and faster.

  “Oh, god,” Julia cussed feeling herself draw near orgasm.

  “Good. Let me know,” Lynn told her.

  The rubbing stopped, as did the toy.

  “Breathe deeply. Yes, like that.” Lynn breathed with Julia for a few moments. “Wonderful.”

  She started with the toy again, pumping it in and out of Julia several times before touching her clit again, this time with her tongue.

  Julia groaned and metal rattled as she shook her chains. Again the toy stopped and Lynn straightened.

  “Breathe,” she ordered, her pale hand moving over Julia’s heaving belly, caressing the folds. “Relax.”

  Julia tried to obey but it took longer this time. Finally, when her breathing was easier, Lynn found a new toy, a larger one, spreading Julia wider, rubbing her now wet pussy harder. Julia continued to breathe evenly, believing this what her mistress wanted, but soon she was starting to clench hard on the toy, a climax not far off.

  With a crack, Lynn’s hand broke Julia out of her haze of pleasure. The toy was removed and another slap was given to Julia’s other taut arm. The first felt as though it were bruising already.

  “You didn’t tell me,” Lynn chided.

  “I’m sorry, Mistress.”

  Lynn nodded and brought the large dildo back again. She se
t Julia swinging so that the pendulous motion had her rocking on and off the hard shaft, which Lynn twisted slightly.

  Julia gritted her teeth against the impending orgasm. “Close,” she hissed.

  “Much better,” Lynn said, stopping Julia’s swinging and removing the toy. “Breathe deeply,” she instructed again, in the same tone.

  Julia followed Lynn’s voice, her breathing, and calmed again. As soon as she had, the pleasure started again. Lynn repeated the process four times more, never giving Julia release.

  “Breathe in, out. In. Out. There, so good.” Lynn petted Julia, smoothing her hair, palming her sex.

  Julia’s breath hitched at the latter, but then slowed again into the steady rhythm Lynn had set.

  Instead of the toy, Julia felt Lynn’s fingers in her again. “Here we go,” she urged, adding a third and then fourth to Julia’s already stretched pussy. Lynn left her thumb to rub the swollen lips, rolled and bent her fingers, making Julia tense and start to pulse. The rise was quicker each time and cool downs taking longer and longer. Julia wasn’t sure she could stop before coming much longer.

  “Go-od,” Julia stuttered, both an admission and a question.

  “Very good, my pet. Very good.” Lynn bent her fingers once more, closing them entirely.

  Julia screamed against the sudden ball of fingers filling her. She rattled her chains as she pulled against them, her leg muscles spasming. She continued to scream, continued to come, although Lynn wasn’t moving, merely holding her fist inside.

  Julia’s thrashing had started her swinging, and she shrieked louder as that thick, fisted bulb moved through her. She bit against her tongue to keep from grinding her teeth too tightly; she took the chain in her hands to keep the cuffs from biting her wrists as she pulled against it. Her entire body tensed like a bowstring, ready to loose.

  “Ugh.” Julia groaned as the release came. Her head lolled back and she convulsed with it. Then the bulb moved again, making her roll her head and eyes. Lynn was fucking her with her fist, not allowing Julia a moment to rest before pulling her through another intense orgasm.