“I… I know it’s special. Bella told me weeks ago. I… I’d love to wear it. It’s beautiful. Thank you.”
He slipped it on and pulled her close to his side. The soft white fur lining hugged her closely and offered a strange sense of security, and she could envision his delicate caress long after his fingers left her skin.
“You have the most fabulous neck of anybody I’ve ever collared,” he murmured. “You don’t know how beautiful you are.”
Her heart skipped a beat with the rare compliment, and she stammered over her response. “I… nobody’s… I don’t think anybody’s ever told me that before.”
“Well, you must have dealt with a lot of stupid people in your life, little girl. You are stunning.”
Still slightly speechless, she followed Marcus as he took her hand to walk to the main house where content couples wandered in and out of the dining room. Mixed within a normal dinner party were subtle reminders of their adopted lifestyle as people laughed and giggled in various degrees of revealing clothing. Quiet, happy subs of both genders settled with their doms to be fed and pampered. The lighting was subdued and candles provided an extra layer of erotic romance.
Marcus pulled Sophia onto his lap with a grin. With a gentle brush against her cheek, he took the long passionate kiss she’d never had the resources to deny. He lingered for a few seconds to keep her gaze and played with the unrestrained breasts hidden beneath her new shirt. The warmth from his hand was welcome, but she looked at the crowded room and made a nervous effort to move away.
He lost his grin, but didn’t say a word. His fingers pinched her nipple to generate a sharp pain but the connection to her already burgeoning need was complete before he removed his hand. Abandoning her anxiety, her skin tingled with excitement while he continued to toy with the erogenous zones hidden in her breasts. With no other options, she sighed and lay back against his firm chest. “That’s better,” he said with a growl.
Sophia loved the attention. Between the guests who looked approvingly in their direction and the abject support from her dom, her nervous system quivered under the new experiences. She ate what he fed her, but soon grew so content that she wished for a little more excitement.
Her dom read her thoughts. Halfway through the meal, he slipped off her shirt. “Now, that’s more comfortable, isn’t it, baby girl?”
When her previously sheltered breasts were exposed to the electricity in the air, nervous anticipation raced through her system. Winding through her body like an intricate spider web, it finally settled to fire the wet response deep in her aching channel. Thousands of nerves combined with a huge hormonal rush as the chill gave way to a blushing warmth that ignited her from the inside.
Linc walked past with a perky little redhead and met her eye with a true grin. Without warning, he rubbed her breasts slowly and whispered, “You’re doing great, Sophia. But Marcus is needed in the Cascades Cabin. Maintenance issue.” Linc and the bubbly girl disappeared toward the library and the door closed with a resounding click while the adrenaline rush from the unfamiliar touch flamed her excited shudder.
Her dom groaned. “I’ll be back as soon as I can, but wait for me in the kitchen unless you can find Jack. I don’t want you out here alone.”
With a quick kiss and a gentle pat on her bottom, he left in a hurry through the front door. She slipped back into her shirt and tried to settle her burgeoning ache behind the locked kitchen door in front of the television.
It didn’t take long before Bella came to find her. She wore a skimpy midriff top that hung seductively off her shoulder and a pair of tight shorts that revealed a lot of sensuous skin. As always, the effect created an adorable perfection. “Come with us, Sophia. We’re going to sit in the living room and do some people watching.”
Confidence was harder to find without Marcus by her side, and she responded quietly. “I don’t want to interfere. I think I’ll just watch TV until Marcus comes back.”
Bella took a deep breath. “I’m really sorry I haven’t been treating you very well. It’s just a big adjustment having another sub around. Honestly, I want you to come. Jack and I have it all worked out.” She took Sophia’s hand and joked, “Come on, or I’ll be forced to bite.”
The pleasant tone combined with the earlier support made polite refusal impossible, so Sophia followed with a tiny bit of reluctance. A small crowd had settled in the expansive living room with after-dinner drinks and desserts, and it was difficult not to stare at the intimate scenes.
A woman sat in a big armchair and a female sub dressed as a puppy happily licked her ankles. By the big piano, another dom cuddled his little with an indulgent smile. Dressed in a jumper and knee socks, she chatted happily as she balanced a plate of gooey brownies on her lap, but their matching wedding rings made the game seem even more sensuous. Other couples rested nearby, but the camaraderie brought the room to some focus despite the differences in costumes and gender. Soft jazz played on the expensive entertainment system but the peaceful, romantic atmosphere was tinged with erotic excitement to deliver a whole new level of sexual arousal.
Jack was already comfortable on the couch. He greeted both of them with a genuine smile and patted his lap. Bella curled against his strong chest, but he motioned for Sophia to sit next to him. His voice was gentle, but his demand was clear. “Move closer, Sophia. It’s okay. I promise.”
Snuggled into Jack’s side, she felt no pressure as he slipped his arm around her back and rubbed her shoulder. The crowd around them clearly enjoyed their own games and more people wandered in and out of the room amid the backdrop of happy chatter.
As she grew more comfortable, Jack reached under Bella’s shirt to massage her breasts. The cropped top slid off her shoulder to reveal a very erect nipple, which received a gentle tug from his teeth. While he played, he slowly slid his fingers down the elastic waist of her shorts, and Bella’s eyes grew wide with anticipation. She wiggled slightly to give him easier access to her secrets and finally slipped off his lap to settle her back into Sophia’s arms.
As his intent became obvious, Sophia tried to move away, but Bella grabbed her hand with a smile and Jack rubbed Sophia’s breasts with a quick wink. Their welcoming acceptance caused her to tingle with an odd mixture of acceptance and abject embarrassment, but Sophia couldn’t walk away even if they’d let her. She moved her spare hand against the couch in a vain effort to ground herself to some sense of reality.
When Jack slipped his wife out of her shirt and shorts, her swollen sex glistened in the soft light. The effect of somebody else’s fully shaved pussy just inches from her hand further tantalized her internal electrical circuits. The ache between her legs intensified while the scent of Bella’s arousal interfered with her focus. With Bella firmly snuggled in Sophia’s arms, Jack’s teased his wife’s wet channel before settling on her willing clit.
Bella whimpered until Jack laughed and plunged his fingers into her core, but Bella said, “Just hurry, already…”
Sophia expected Jack to take control of the scene with a stern reminder of his dom role, but instead he laughed and pinched Bella’s clit to prompt her gasp. He released his smooth, hardened cock from his jeans and gently touched Bella’s inner thighs to demand his entry. Before Sophia could adapt to the sight of their ready sex, his eyes met hers for a brief second. He smirked before he plunged into Bella’s wet core.
His physical presence a few inches from her shoulder brought Sophia clearly into the scene. Bella’s wiggling rubbed against her breasts; her nipples peaked to a full erection. When he slipped his cock in and out of Bella’s wet channel with methodically slow movements, Sophia tried to mentally separate from their intimacy, but her own ache made the task impossible. She physically couldn’t move off the couch and resolved to simply enjoy the experience as she abandoned all thoughts of societal norms.
Connected through Bella’s body, Sophia’s arousal grew stronger, and she clenched her core muscles together. When Bella’s moaning made it clea
r she was close to her release, she grabbed Sophia’s thighs to draw even more focus to the scene unfolding in front of her. Sophia’s soft murmurs of approval contributed to their erotic moment, and her eyes closed to her sensual overload. Bella’s cries intermixed with Jack’s physical demands as they crested in a private wave, but Sophia felt the spasms deep in her own body.
Her need continued to burn but their release forced her to return to some sense of normalcy as the room slowly refocused. The couple worked to regain control of their endorphins, but the three of them remained tied together as one. The connection was far beyond a simple voyeuristic experience. The magic would never have been conceivable in her lonely past, but her internal core didn’t find the relief the other two had experienced.
A few more tingles failed to ignite and finally she spoke. “You gotta get off of me, Bella. I have to find Marcus.”
With a shudder of frustration, she left the room to the sound of their laughter and wished she’d had the guts to put her own hand between her legs.
Chapter Nine
With her sexual excitement clearly pushing a needy plateau, the frantic journey through the big house to find her dom only increased her frustration. He was nowhere to be found in the crowded public rooms, and the kitchen only held a miserable Carly and their part-time help, Alyssa. Both women were up to their elbows in dishes and pans.
“I had to work again tonight,” complained Carly. “Meg and Jerry are in the dungeons, and I’m washing dishes.”
Like many members of the community, Jerry and Meg had a reputation for switching their top and bottom roles, but Sophia simply could not focus on the possible image of Meg restrained by anything. She shook her head to erase the cobwebs and asked impatiently, “Have you guys seen Marcus?”
Alyssa shrugged with indifference. “I saw him about fifteen minutes ago. I think he was going to talk to Linc about some additional guest charges for damages in a cabin.”
It was a long trip back to the main house, and the sight of scantily clad guests did little to settle her aching core. Moving quickly though the dining room, she dodged a Roman gladiator, two medieval slaves, and a kitten with a bright orange tail. She burst through the library door to find Linc behind the massive desk with his tiny, naked redhead from Jackson.
She scowled at the giggling thing who was just too flighty for Linc. Slightly out of breath, she grumbled, “Where the hell is he? It’s like you guys are hiding him or something.”
Linc raised his eyebrow. “I’d think a sub would be a little more careful with their words on an event weekend, Sophia.”
The intense disapproval knocked some of the sass out of her, and she lowered her eyes in an attempt at deference. Searching for a more respectable answer, she mumbled, “Uh… do you know where Marcus is?”
He cleared his throat. “Try again. You’ve been taught the proper way to speak to a dom.”
His stern tone triggered another inexplicable level of throbbing, and it took a great deal of effort to dig into her training before Bella’s words returned to her processing. “They take all of this seriously. Remember to speak to every dom with total respect because they’ll either paddle your ass or call Marcus to do it in front of an audience. It’s a twenty-four/seven game unless you call your safe word.”
Despite the awkward words, she persevered to achieve her ultimate goal. “Uh… Master Linc. I’m trying to find my dom. Do you know where he is… sir?”
The redhead giggled with enough intensity that Sophia had to fight the urge to smack her, and Linc expressed clear enjoyment at the change in her attitude. He leaned back in his chair with a smirk. “And… why would you need him, Sophia? What are you looking for?”
Her groan was not nearly as quiet as she intended. With another raised eyebrow, he reached into his desk drawer and removed a hard wooden paddle. The fine craftsmanship would have brought admiration under normal circumstances, but the combination of his muscled bicep and potent glare made it one of the most frightening things she’d ever seen. With startling contrast, her pussy clenched with a reaction far from fright, and she wiggled uncomfortably with the strongest claim to hindsight that she should have looked in any other room.
With true admiration, he ran his hand over the smooth wood. “I had this custom made from an artist in Arizona. It was formed from a solid piece of black ironwood, one of the densest woods found in the world. Even the grip was sized for me. Bella thinks it’s ugly, but you have to admit that it has a natural beauty. Don’t you think?”
When his stupid little sub giggled a second time, Linc turned his glare on her and pointed to the corner. She whimpered quietly, but obeyed without a word. Her firm naked bottom looked almost like a target, and Sophia could see the hints of pink to her skin that indicated she wasn’t far off on her observation.
Sophia stammered, “Uh… I need to… talk to him?” The question in her voice would likely betray her deception, but she couldn’t help the misstep and closed her eyes to his response.
Small sounds of displeasure preceded his slow rise from the big leather chair. “A sub who lies is going to be very uncomfortable around here. I thought we’d already ascertained those parameters?”
Her gaze returned to focus on the rug, but his voice grew sharp. “Look at me, Sophia.”
She reluctantly obeyed, and he twirled his paddle in the air with a simple instruction. “Move.” She hesitated until he added, “My father taught me never to ask anything twice. Turn around and grab my desk.”
With a blushing quiver, she did as she was told. Nervous anticipation lasted until the stinging fire from his damned ironwood paddle connected to her leggings-clad bottom with a rapid fire volley. It took all of her effort to hold still so he didn’t feel the need to start over. His handcrafted masterpiece covered her entire ass with a powerful force that connected both cheeks with one simultaneous spank.
Alternating his intensity, she failed to guess his momentum, and her anxiety remained at a mortifying plateau until the redhead peeked over her shoulder and giggled. The angry urge to flick her off was quickly defeated, but she recognized it would never have even occurred to her a few weeks earlier.
The last swat was clearly his strongest, and her body ended up on tiptoes. She was trained well enough to keep her hands away from the heat, and focused instead on a small, wiggling dance. Between watching Jack and Bella have sex and getting paddled by Linc, the evening had left wetness trickling between her legs.
He repeated his question. “Let’s try again. Why do you need your dom, Sophia?”
The fire in her bottom and the need for Marcus’ touch defeated any sense of privacy. Fighting back a sassy comment about the repeated question, she sighed, “I need my master to fuck me, sir. Can you please tell me where he is?”
Linc smiled. “Now, was that so hard? He is upstairs taking a shower. Go find him before you explode, little girl.”
She ran. The two flights of stairs left her breathless, and her need had multiplied at a logarithmic rate before she found his handsome grin coming out of the bathroom they shared. The water still dribbled off his hair, and his dark smooth skin held its own sparkle. A simple soft towel covered his waist, but she had no trouble imagining what was underneath. Her body’s physical ache forced a small whimper as she threw herself into his arms.
He wrapped his entire presence around her and connected their souls with a deep kiss. The nerves in her lips were slightly appeased, but the rest of her remained a hot, needy mess. She finally said, “I just watched Bella and Jack… be close. She was in my arms the whole time. It was amazing, but I needed to find you.”
“You can say they were fucking,” he added with a laugh. “Nobody’s going to judge you. I’m sorry I missed it. I would like to have seen it with you.” His look turned to teasing. “And why do you need me, little girl?”
The last hour converged with one gigantic wave, but instead of a crimson blush, she shrugged. “I… oh, hell… I need you to fuck me, Marcus. I can’t
take care of this myself.”
“You’ve never moved your fingers through your own wetness, have you?” he asked with a touch of suspicion.
She buried herself into his shoulder and tried to change the subject. “I… I can’t. Just take me to bed.”
He picked her up with an easy growl and carried her to his bedroom. “Oh, I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to make you scream for me, but I’m going to watch first.”
The towel slid to the floor as he dropped her on his bed, and his hard cock stood at full erection. Confronted with his nudity, her internal thermometer rose to a crisis point, and she slid out of her shirt to gain some relief from the burning heat.
His hand slipped down the back of her leggings to cup her curvy ass. “You don’t have any panties on. I’d guessed the missing bra, but this one’s a surprise.”
“It… it was Bella’s idea. She looked at my underwear and told me I couldn’t wear them tonight.”
His fingers snapped with an unspoken command, and she kicked off her pants to expose her freshly shaved secrets. A giant palm enveloped her smooth, wet folds to tickle a whole new layer of nerves. “Shit,” Marcus said. “That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in a long time. I gotta remember to thank Bella later.”
When he caught a glimpse of her still pink bottom, however, he scowled. “Who had to paddle you tonight, Sophia? I thought you were behaving?”
She stuttered briefly, “I was… it was just Linc. He didn’t like the way I asked where you were. It was a little unreasonable. I think he just wanted to use his stupid toy.”
His scowl turned stronger when he grabbed her wrists to pull her to the side of the bed. She made a vain attempt to apologize. “I’m sorry, Marcus. Don’t spank me… I won’t do it again.”
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