by Brie Paisley
Remaining still, I hold my breath, as he runs his fingers on my cheek, and then down my neck. I can’t stop the instant pleasure that races through me, knowing he’s touching me so tenderly. It also doesn’t stop the lust from crashing back.
“I’d like to play with you, kitten.”
My stomach drops the second he utters those words, and my first instinct is to tell him yes. However, I step back, and then do something that I’ve never done before to a Dom. Staring into his dark gaze, his eyes narrow, as I state, “I don’t share, and I most certainly don’t fuck Dom’s with their subs nearby.”
As he smirks, my eyes widen, once I realize what I just did.
Clenching my jaw, I tense, because whatever is about to happen, I know it’ll be because I couldn’t control myself.
Chapter 2
Weston
Keeping my gaze on her, I lean in close, so that only she’ll be able to hear me, as I state, “I can assure you, kitten, that I don’t fucking share either.”
She blinks a few times, as if she’s considering my words closely. While she processes what I’ve said, I grip the back of her neck. The moment I pull her to me, her hands land on my chest, and I lick my lips, knowing she’s going to be fun to play with.
“I don’t have a sub, but there’s something about you that I want.” Running my hand up, I take a handful of her blonde locks, and then jerk her head back, as I ask, “What do you say, kitten. Do you want to play?”
As her blue gaze slowly looks up, I lick my lips, wanting and needing to control her in every way that I know how. I have no idea why this woman is drawing me in so much, but I do know, I have to have her. However, when she doesn’t immediately answer me, I assume she’s going to refuse my offer. Clenching my jaw, I start to loosen my grip on her hair, hating that I can’t go through with my plans. No matter how badly that I want her, I’ll respect her choice in whatever it may be.
But then, her lips part, and my cock hardens in my pants, as she sweetly says, “Yes, please, sir.”
Fuck yes.
Smirking, I drop my hand from her hair completely, and then take her by the hand. She doesn’t utter a single word, as I lead her through the club, and then back to a room for us to have some privacy. While I don’t mind others watching me, as I dominate a sub, tonight is different. Kendra isn’t used to me or how I do things. She might be good at following commands, like I suspect, but I want her all to myself.
Leading her inside of the room, I stop, once I have her where I want her. I let go of her hand, and I’m very pleased, when her head drops, and then her hands clasp in front of her stomach. Needing to calm myself down, I walk around her, admiring her perfect body. Her hourglass figure is so tempting, and I have to clench my hands, so that I don’t reach out and touch her.
I never thought that I would see her again, after the private dance she gave me a week ago. Honestly, it wasn’t even my idea to be at that particular strip club that night. My good friend, Sebastian and his older brother, Viktor, are starting their own club, and they asked if I could check it out, because they want their club to be unlike anything anyone has seen before.
The moment I stepped inside the strip club, I knew it needed a lot of work. The most concerning thing was the fact it has no security whatsoever. How the owner stays in business is a mystery to me, but I was impressed with the dancers.
One caught my attention more than the others.
Stopping behind her, I test to see how well she’s been trained. Some subs crack under the anticipation, and I wonder if Kendra will, too. Not to mention, this is a test of sorts for me as well. It’s difficult to keep myself in line, because I want nothing more than to have my wicked way with her all night long.
Instead, I think about why I’m even here at Club Temptation.
I never would’ve been here tonight, if it hadn’t been for my friend, Brianna and her Dom, Kent. They wanted me to demonstrate, using Brianna as the sub, so that Kent would be able to please her in more ways than before. He’s newer to the Dom lifestyle, so I was more than willing to teach him a few tricks and techniques.
It’s one hell of a coincidence that Kendra showed up.
The second I saw her in the crowd, I knew that I had to have her.
Sensing my control returning back to normal, I slowly move in front of her. To reward her for her patience and willingness, I brush her hair off of her shoulder. Pleasure races through me, seeing how sensitive her skin is to my touch. Goose bumps suddenly appear, as her entire chest turns a bright shade of red.
“Tell me what your hard limits are,” I demand, because I need to know, so that I can please us both.
Her breath rushes out, but she doesn’t answer me. I smirk again, liking how she’s waiting for me to give her permission to speak. Before, when she spoke out of turn, I was surprised, since she seems to know how to play her role. Then again, if she hadn’t said what she did, we probably wouldn’t be here in this room.
“You may answer freely,” I softly state, and then use my fingers to run them down her arm.
“The bull whip and cane are my only hard limits, sir,” she claims, and my eyebrows raise, hearing her answer.
It’s not uncommon for most subs not to like the whip, since it does take a lot of training to be able to give a sub pleasure from it. Not to mention, if a Dom uses it improperly, it can lead to disastrous complications.
Now that she’s given me all I need to know, I command, “Undress.”
Stepping back, she quickly begins to take off her shirt, and then her pants. Again, I’m surprised she hasn’t slipped up by glancing at me, so she must have had a Dom before. Which makes me wonder why she’s here without one tonight. Honestly, I count myself lucky that she’s not taken, especially since she flat out refused to share.
Once she’s fully naked, she stands tall, as her head stays lowered, and I can’t seem to take my eyes off of her. I thought she was beautiful before with her clothes on, but now, she’s absolutely breathtaking. For a long while, all I do is stare at the exquisite woman standing before me, and then wonder where to start.
Using my thumb, I trace it against my bottom lip, contemplating how to proceed. Circling her one final time, I stop inches away from her. Taking my hand, I run my fingers down her back and then grin, as she lets out a breathy moan from the simple touch. Reaching her plump ass, I lick my lips, imagining how much I’m going to love making it turn red.
Trying not to get ahead of myself, I move my hand from her pretty ass, and then move her hair off of her neck. Leaning in close, I like hearing the intake of her breath, and knowing how much I’m affecting her.
Right as I move closer, I claim against her skin, “I’m going to enjoy having my way with you.”
Kissing her neck, I use one hand to cup her full breast, as the other wraps around her waist. Pulling her in closer, she shows no resistance at all, as I continue to tease her. Leaving a trail of hot and wet kisses down her shoulder, I use my fingers to pinch her already hard nipples. Her soft moans are like music to my ears, and each time one slips out, it only urges me on.
However, I realize there’s one thing she needs to know, before I go any further. As hard as it is, I quickly step back, and then state, “What I’m offering is only for one night. Do you understand, Kendra?”
Chapter 3
Kendra
One night.
He’s only giving me one night of this intense and insane amount of pleasure, so I would be a fool to pass this up. Not to mention, I’m more than ready for him to fuck me now, and he hasn’t really even done anything yet. Even if one night won’t come close to enough for me, I nod, agreeing to something that I crave more than anything.
The moment I agree to his terms, he slaps my ass unexpectedly.
My eyes widen, but I quickly compose myself, as I realize why he spanked me. He wants me to say the words. “Yes, sir. I understand.”
“Good, kitten. Now, we can really begin.”
Jesus, what wa
s he doing before? Not really knowing what to expect, I make sure to continue to stand still and keep my gaze lowered. I can’t help but think he’s testing me, although I’m not sure why. My former Dom never tested me or pushed my limits, unlike this one.
I’ve never wanted to look up and break the very first rule I learned, because he’s bringing out so many sensations within me, until this moment. Hearing him walking around the room, I remind myself to be patient. It’s so hard not to just beg him to take me now, but I clench my jaw, hoping the need passes soon. I’m so curious to see how far he’s willing to go, and that alone makes me keep my composure.
After a few moments, I see his feet, and then he drops a duffle bag on the floor. My heart begins to race, wondering what he has in the bag, but I know better than to ask. Plus, it’s much more thrilling not knowing what’s going to happen.
“Hold out your hands,” he orders, and I waste no time doing what he wants. The second the bonds touch my skin, he asks, “What’s your safe word?”
Swallowing hard, I softly utter, “Marshmallow.”
“Interesting choice,” he claims, but he quickly gets back to his task.
A sub’s safe word is something that is key to having, when playing with any Dom. Plus, it helps to have something easy to remember, and it’s clear if I have to speak it. Not to mention, I love marshmallows, so it was an easy choice for me.
As he quickly binds my hands, I feel myself becoming more aroused by the second. Once he’s satisfied with his bonds, he grabs my hands, and then leads me towards the bed. Standing beside it, I swallow hard once more, as he states, “Get on the bed and lay on your back.”
Wasting no time, I try to be as graceful as I can, as I get into position. He quickly follows me, and I close my eyes, so that I don’t fuck up and look at him. I wish he would give me permission to do so, but since he hasn’t, I fight the urge to give in, as he takes my arms, and then pushes them up.
“Don’t move,” he demands, and I suck in a deep breath, as I try to stay still.
With my hands above my head, he quickly moves off of me, much to my disappointment. However, my heart races once more, as he takes one of my feet, and then quickly ties it to the bed. When he does the same to my other foot, I realize that I’m literally laid out naked and bare for him to do whatever he wants with me.
To some, this would be frightening and flat out crazy.
To me, this is pure bliss.
It’s intoxicating knowing that I’m at his mercy, and that he’s going to be doing everything in his power to please me in return. That’s the thing about having a Dom/sub relationship that I miss the most. It’s not just about giving up something, because I get so much back in return.
Taking a risk, I slowly open my eyes, but keep them downcast, as I try to figure out where he’s at. For a moment, I worry he just left me here, because I don’t hear him anymore. But then, I realize he’s standing by the end of the bed, and it’s like I can literally feel his gaze on me. Trying to keep myself from moving, I focus on my erratic breathing. However, I can’t do a thing about my entire body flushing red.
Once I relax, I see him moving out of the corner of my eye. Licking my lips, as I wait for what’s to come, he says, “You have no idea how captivating you are just laid out for me.”
My stomach clenches, as I let his approval flow through me, and then pride quickly replaces it. That’s another thing that I love most about being a sub. It’s not just about pleasure and pleasing a Dom. Feeling pride for making a Dom happy, is such a rush in itself, and I hope I can keep doing it. It makes me feel powerful, and most of all, I feel desired.
Sucking in a deep and calming breath, I slowly release it, once he hovers over me. As he slips a blindfold over my eyes, my heart races in my chest, knowing things are about to get very intense.
For a few moments, he doesn’t touch me or even utter a word, as I lie naked and tied to the bed. In the back of my mind, I know he’s doing this to heighten my other senses, and it’s definitely working. My entire body feels like it’s on high alert, so when I sense something touching my leg, I gasp.
“Relax, kitten,” he coos in a gentle voice, and I bite my lip from letting another gasp out, as he does it again.
I’m pretty sure he’s using a riding crop, because it smells like leather. Plus, I already know he used it before, during his demonstration earlier. The more he uses it on me, the more I realize that he’s an expert at using it, too. Every single time he barely touches me with the crop, I feel it caress my skin, and it only makes my arousal spike higher than before.
However, just as soon as I get used to how it feels, he changes tactics on me.
The first bite of the crop comes down on my thigh, but it doesn’t hurt. If anything, it brings out a deep moan, and then he does it again and again. Each time he brings the riding crop down on my body, it instantly makes me crave and need more. Not to mention, he never hits the same spot twice, so it’s hard to predict what he’s doing.
I’m not sure how long this goes on for, but I know I’m reaching my limit, since I’m barely able to stay still anymore. The second I struggle against my bonds, holding my feet in place, he smacks my overly sensitive pussy with the crop, as he orders, “Stay still.”
Licking my lips, I nod, wishing he would do something to take the edge off. The need for him to do more than tease me is becoming too much so fast. As if he can sense it too, he pinches one of my nipples, and my back bows up, seeking more.
“Do you need to come, kitten?”
Before I can think, I blurt out, “Yes! Please, sir.”
“Patience,” he whispers in my ear, and I almost let out a groan in protest.
I don’t know how much more of this I can take, and my entire body breaks out in a sweat, once he begins using the crop on me again. All of the times that I was with my former Dom, it never prepared for me for this. I don’t know if it’s because I want this Dom so much, or if it’s because he seems more experienced. Whichever the case may be, I’m getting ready to break my own rules, and beg him to fuck me now.
Again, he must sense I’m close to losing it, since he stops using the riding crop, and then uses both of his hands to caress my body. He starts at my breasts, and then slowly makes his way down to my stomach.
When his touch suddenly leaves me, I let out a whimper. But then, a surprised cry leaves my lips, as he takes me by the waist, and then pulls me down towards the end of the bed. With my legs spread wide, he places both of his hands around my thighs, and I wish I could get rid of this blindfold.
Feeling him hovering so close to my aching pussy, I want nothing more than to gaze into his brown eyes, as he tastes me.
Licking my lips and trying to remain still, he claims, “Don’t fucking come, until I say so.”
I don’t even get the chance to prepare myself, before he’s suddenly licking and sucking my clit.
The exquisite pleasure that I instantly feel, makes it so hard not to fall over the edge. As he devours me, I don’t bother staying silent. My moans and cries of pleasure fill the room, and when I start to rotate my hips against him, he slaps my thigh in warning.
It’s clear he wants me at his mercy, as he brings me closer and closer to the edge.
However, the longer he doesn’t let me come, the more I lose myself in lust. It’s so much, but then again, it’s not enough at the same time. He’s holding me right where he wants me, and I fear his teasing will never end.
“Please, sir. Please, make me come,” I start to beg, and I don’t even care that I sound desperate.
His response is to growl against my sensitive nub, but he doesn't give me the words I want to hear so badly. A part of me wants to ignore his demand and come anyway, but the other part reminds me that the reward for obeying will be so much sweeter. Clenching my jaw, I hold back on defying him, even though it’s so hard not to let go.
I’m not sure how long he holds me to the brink, and I’m on the verge of losing my mind. Just as I think
he’s never going to utter the words I need, he slides two fingers inside of me. The moment he does so, I have to clamp down on his fingers just so I don’t instantly orgasm.
“Let me have it, kitten,” he finally commands, and I sigh, as I do exactly what he wants.
Intense and unimaginable pleasure rushes forward, as I come for him, and it seems to last forever. I know if I didn’t have the blindfold on, my sight would’ve gone black from the waves of satisfaction, flowing through my veins. It seems my orgasm lasts forever, but he doesn't seem to mind. He slowly continues to work me over with his mouth and fingers, until I finally come down from the most delectable pleasure I’ve ever experienced.
As he takes his skillful mouth and fingers off of me, I bask in the after waves, wondering what else he has in store from me. Which is why when I hear the crackling of a condom wrapper, my entire body begins to ignite once more. Feeling him at my entrance, I lick my lips, knowing how much I want this. I want him to sink deep inside of me, while I do nothing but enjoy every bit of pleasure it’ll bring.
When he slowly pushes inside of me, I let out a throaty moan, and then he claims, “Fuck, kitten. You feel so damn good.”
My head falls back more against the bed, as the feel of him stretching me sends a rush of pleasure throughout my entire body. His pace is slow at first, and it seems he’s trying to make me feel every single inch of him. So when he finally settles deep inside of me, I gasp at out loud at how full I suddenly am. It’s a good sensation, but I instantly want him to move.
Resisting the urge to rotate my hips, I clasp my hands together even tighter to hold back. His hands roam up and down my thighs, as if he’s waiting for me to get used to the feel of him. Thankfully, after a few moments, he begins to move.
The first thrust makes me lose my breath completely.
