He watched as Piper stroked the sub’s dick. Lady M instructed her to pop the rubber bands a few times, and to “make the session last”.
Piper followed her instructions while Lady M stroked her sub’s head, cooing words to him that Kenan couldn’t quite make out.
“Treats him like she likes him,” Stein said.
Kenan got his emotions under control before he asked, “You don’t like the subs?”
“They’re toys, and they allow themselves to be manhandled. Who cares what they like and don’t like. What matters is what I want.”
“I disagree,” Kenan said, wishing he could bite back the words.
“You’re kidding me? After the way you used the whip on your cunt? I thought you were a fellow believer who thinks some subs are coddled like the ass on the table there.”
“She’s not a cunt. Her name is brat.” Fuck, here he’d thought Piper would screw it up, and it was him who was saying all the wrong things.
The grunts and groans of the room filled the space between them. Kenan could hear the snapping of the rubber bands against the sub’s prick.
It seemed to take forever, but finally Stein laughed. “Nobody gets to piss on her, but you, is that it?”
“Exactly.” Thank God, he’d misinterpreted Kenan’s words.
“Glad to know you’re not a pussy.” He tugged on Victoria’s leash. “Let’s have breakfast tomorrow, and the bitches can eat each other out for our entertainment.”
“Fine,” Kenan replied. “I plan on staying in for a while. Say around eleven?”
Stein left without another word, and Kenan figured that meant he’d accepted the time. He heard deep groans, and he turned his attention to the table in time to see the sub’s cock erupt. He cringed at the sight of the hard length of him, purple from the rubber bands. The look of sheer joy on the sub’s face, though, said the man had loved his torture.
“Are you done with her?”
“Yes,” Lady M replied. “Thank you for our time with the brat.”
“You’re welcome,” Kenan replied. “Blowjob in the morning as usual, if you’d like to watch.”
“Looking forward to it,” the Domme’s eyes sparkled. “See you then.”
He started to lead Piper from the room. She caught up with him and flashed him a look that conveyed the fact she didn’t quite understand.
“Time for bed, or at least alone time. If I spend any more time with Stein, I might kill him before I get him back to New York, and then we’d both be out money.”
Amusement colored her features, and he started for the hallway again thinking, three more days, three more days, three more days…
Chapter Nine
“I thought we were sleeping in.” Piper glanced at Kenan as he came out of the bathroom.
Water clung to his muscular body, and the urge to take him in her mouth again was strong, even if she had just sucked him off a half-hour ago. This not having “sex” with him thing was harder than she’d thought. The urge to fuck him had been strong last night when they’d returned to the room, and it was stronger now.
“I said we were staying in; there’s a difference.”
“Whatever.” She shrugged. Quit looking at his dick. “So, how do you think it’s going so far?”
“Good.” He sat down on the bed, leaning back on his elbows. “You’ve done exactly as I asked, been very bratty. You’re earning yourself a bonus.”
How about a fuck? She shook her head to clear the thought. “Glad to hear it. How much do you get on this deal?”
“Ten percent of the bond.” He gave her a deeply sensual look that said he knew what was on her mind. “Quit looking at my prick like you want to play with it. I’m likely to take you up on the suggestion.”
“Don’t flatter yourself.”
Deep laughter filled the room. “Right. Since you’re not wearing your belt, if I got up, flipped you over, and stuck my cock in your pussy or ass, you’d scream for more.”
“Would not.”
He pushed up and she backed away. “What are you doing?”
“Testing your theory. Bend over the bed.” His cock was hard now, jutting upward as it had just a short while ago. She remembered the taste of him in her mouth.
“We said no fucking.”
“You’re off the clock in the room. Come on, just a taste.” He stroked himself and Piper’s knees went weak. “You told me you’d like it up the ass. We can do that.”
“No!”
Another sensual laugh filled the space between them. “Afraid that once you get a taste, you won’t be able to resist, and you’ll want more and more, my hard prick in your mouth, pussy, ass, making you come harder than ever before?”
Yes. She laughed to try and ease the tension filling her body. “You have an overinflated sense of your abilities as a lover, I’m sure.”
“Nope. Your nipples are hard, and I can smell your wetness, and I know I’m good. I can send you into sub space really fast.”
“Doubt it.” She frowned. “You haven’t done it yet.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“Nobody’s ever been able to make me fly.” She sat down and averted her gaze from his length.
“Tonight.” He stood in front of her. “Suck me.”
“I already have.” A look upward showed those words didn’t go over well.
“Suck me.”
“You suck me,” she replied calmly. “I didn’t get my head last night.” Crap, when would she learn to keep her mouth shut?
“Corner.” He pointed to one near the bathroom. “Get on your hands and knees.”
That was easy. Who gave a damn about some silly punishment like standing in a corner? Once in place, she almost heaved a sigh of relief. At least she didn’t have to stare at his hard cock and wonder what it would feel like inside something besides her mouth.
“Hands behind your back, nose to the floor, ass high in the air.”
Okay, this position wasn’t so easy. She turned her head once, to lay her cheek down on the carpet, and received a sharp slap on the ass. “Is that your nose?”
“Does it look like it?”
One sharp slap, then another. “Get back into position.”
She definitely didn’t like this, but she did as she was told. She stayed in place, even when she heard him move away. He was back a few minutes later. He held the egg he’d used on her in the grocery store in front of her face.
“Recognize this?”
“Yes, Sir.” She relaxed her muscles as he worked it into her pussy. He walked away as soon as it was inside. She could hear him rummaging inside the drawer. More footsteps and then the sound of water running. When something cold pressed against her anus, she froze.
“Just some gel so I can work the plug in.”
She groaned a few times as he inserted the hard plastic into her ass. It was long and thick. Piper had never cared for anal plugs. She’d much rather have the real thing, but that wasn’t a possibility now.
When he was done, he slapped her ass. “Stand up.” When she was on her feet, he handed her the chastity belt. “Put it on.”
Once it was in place, he snapped the lock shut.
“How long do I have to wear the plug?”
“Until I say so, or until you go to work, which ever comes first.” He crossed the room. “Come here.”
Walking was uncomfortable, but she tried not to grimace. It was better not to let him know how much she didn’t like the plug. When she was beside him, he snapped a leash onto her collar.
“When someone greets you today, you’re to say, ‘I’m a mouthy little brat, and my Master filled my ass with a plug to punish me for my verbal diarrhea. Would you care to see it?’ If they say yes, you bend over and spread your cheeks so they can see your ass.”
Embarrassment flooded her, and she hadn’t even had to do it yet. “I’m sorry, please don’t punish me this way.”
“Time to go.” He gave the leash a tug. “Do you need to rehearse y
our lines?”
“Please, I’m really sorry.” She put her hands on his chest and realized that sometime while she’d been on her hands and knees with her nose to the floor, he’d dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. Had his cock deflated because of her behavior, or had he taken matters into his own hands?
“Say the words.”
“I hate you.”
A look of utter indifference came over his features. “Say it.”
“Fine, I’m a mouthy brat, and my Master filled my ass with a plug.”
“Wrong.” He pulled on the leash. “Try again.”
It took three different times, and with each wrong utterance, he tightened his grip on the leash. Finally, she got it right and they headed toward the door.
“Listen carefully,” he said, hand on the knob. “Each time you mess up the words, it’s ten minutes on the wheel tonight. There will be no negotiation on the matter.”
“You don’t believe I’m sorry for what I said?”
“I do, but it’s sort of like someone committing a bank robbery, then going before the judge and saying they’re sorry and asking to be let go. There have to be punishments for your actions.”
Anger filled her and when he opened the door, she grabbed the leash with both hands and tugged backward. The shocked look on his face was priceless.
“We need to talk about a few things. Like, why just a little bit ago you said I was off duty in here, and now I’m being treated like I’m being lead to an execution for something I said.” She let her words settle, since he didn’t seem inclined to answer. “I’m just a little confused, that’s all.”
“We’re back at work,” he said after a long pause. “We have things to do today.”
“And you want me good and riled, is that it? Is there a script?”
A very small shake of his head. “Just the words I gave you. Otherwise, follow my lead.”
“Yes, Sir.” She fell into step behind him after he’d opened and closed the door. No one looked their way in the hallway, but once they’d reached the dining room, he turned on the egg in her pussy, and Piper thought she would go crazy. She was already turned on from seeing him naked, and the vibrations against her inner walls were not helping.
The desire was a little tempered, though, by the idea of embarrassing herself the first time someone greeted her for the morning. And wouldn’t you know it was Leo. Her face grew red as he walked toward them, his mane of hair flowing down his back.
“K,” he nodded in her direction, “and brat. Good day to you both.”
Her hands shook, and she remained silent. Kenan wiggled her leash. “Do you have something to say?”
“Good morning, Milord Leo. I’m a mouthy little brat, and my Master filled my ass with a plug to punish me for my verbal diarrhea. Would you care to see it?”
“I would.” The smile on his face was wide.
Piper turned and bent over. The back part of the belt was thin, so she knew he had a good look at the base of the plug fit firmly between her buttocks. Her face grew hot. The sound of chairs scooting back said others were coming to have a look.
The blood pounded in her head as several hands caressed her bottom. What the hell happened to not sharing, she wanted to scream.
“You may stand,” Kenan finally said, and she turned back to them. “Thank the people for sharing in your punishment.”
This was worse than any physical penance he could have thought of. The real Piper would have told them all to go to hell. But she was on duty now, out in public where she was supposed to act like a brat, and she would do just that…except it would bring about more things she didn’t care to take part of.
“My Master tells me to say thank you, so that’s what I’m saying.” The snarky tone of her voice wasn’t missed by those around her. She glanced at the gathering and was shocked not to see Stein. Wasn’t he supposed to meet Kenan now?
Kenan’s eyes flashed in annoyance, and he snapped his fingers for a waiter. When the man came over, Kenan whispered in his ear. The waiter left and she had to wonder what was happening. When he came back with a bar of soap, it was her turn to be shocked.
Surely he wouldn’t…
“Bite it,” he said, putting the soap in front of her mouth. When she didn’t move, he took a step close to her. “Bite it or face the wheel.”
No way in hell. The bitter taste filled her mouth. Murmurs of approval filled the room as she took it out and offered it back to Kenan.
“Again.”
She hoped her look said what she wanted, which was “Are you fucking kidding me?”
His lifted brows told her he understood, but she’d better do as she was told. She took a second bite. If anything, it tasted worse than the first. After she took it out of her mouth, Kenan indicated the tray the waiter still held. She put the bar on the tray before the waiter disappeared.
The audience started back to their seats.
“May I have a glass of water?”
“Not a good idea,” Kenan answered. “When we get outside, make sure you’ve spit out any big pieces, then take a drink, and wash out your mouth. Don’t swallow until you’ve done that a few times.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said when what she really wanted to utter was, “You suck for making me do that.”
“I’m supposed to meet Jim Carlton here,” Kenan said. She noticed he used Stein’s fake name.
“He’s outside with Victoria,” Leo replied. “I need to talk to you about another matter, though. Will you come with me to my office?”
The two men joked as they walked, and she went behind them, not that she had a choice since she was still on a leash. When they were in the office, Kenan handed her the lead.
“Stein is bored,” Leo said. “The last time he was here, we had pony races and a few other things that kept his attention. He told me he’s leaving tomorrow.”
“What the fuck?” Kenan stood, hands on hips.
“We need to figure out something to keep him here,” Leo continued. “I thought Victoria would keep him amused, but obviously not. He’s more interested in…” The sentence ended abruptly, and she watched as they both turned to her.
“No, no way. Please, I…”
“Relax.” Kenan put up his hand. “I won’t let him touch you.”
It amazed her that he’d gone from pissed to so calm in such a short amount of time.
“We need a backup plan.”
“Casino night,” Leo said. “Leave it to me. We’ll do it Thursday.”
“Run it for me.”
Piper listened as Leo lined up a game night, where the players won chips that were used for a sub auction at the end of the night.
“He wants your girl,” Leo said. “I say we let him have her, but before anything happens, you and your guys bust in and take him. End of story.”
“I like it.” Kenan glanced at her. “You trust me? You trust us all?”
“Yes.” He might piss her off, but she had no doubt that he wouldn’t let harm come to her.
“Let’s do it, then. Where is Stein?”
“He’s near the pool with Victoria.” Leo picked up the phone on his desk. “Suggest a day trip to the Mayan ruins. Tell him you and your girl are going. Hopefully, that will keep him entertained today.”
“Sounds good,” Kenan said as he picked up her leash.
“Boat leaves at one,” Leo called out. “The captain will have return times for you.”
When they were in the hallway, Kenan led her to their bedroom. Once inside, he turned to her. “You sure you’re okay with this?”
“Yes.”
“Once again, let me take the lead. I hadn’t expected you to be so closely associated with the take down.”
“The guy’s an ass.” And more so, she thought. “If I can help put him behind bars, I’m all for it.”
“Let’s go meet him then, and we’ll do a little sightseeing.”
* * * *
This place was like paradise. When they’d arrived at the resort
, it had been dark, and she’d spent so much time inside she hadn’t really noticed the outdoors. There were large expanses of forest with huge beautiful trees. She hadn’t even noticed the ocean view that was almost outside their bedroom door. How could she have missed such a beautiful sight?
Because you had a cock in front of your face every time the curtains to the room were opened, she thought. But she didn’t have one now, as she stared at the glorious pyramid in front of her.
“Let’s go up,” Victoria said in her ear. “Anything to get away from the monster for a little while.”
“Is he that bad?” She and Victoria started to walk toward the ancient structure.
“He’s a wannabe, in my opinion,” Victoria replied. “He doesn’t give a shit if the sub enjoys the scene, as long as he gets his rocks off. He used a whip on me two days in a row. By the time the second one was over, I thought I’d never be able to sit down. Of course, I had to make him think I enjoyed it. Oh please, Master, more, more, more. He bought every word of it.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I told the boss I could handle it, and I can.” They’d reached the base of the pyramid. “Normally, when things like that happen, I just go to Milord Leo, and he kicks the guy or girl out. But these are special circumstances.”
“Leo runs a tight ship, huh?”
Victoria’s face flushed, and Piper smiled. “Does he know you care about him?”
“Nope.” They started to climb. “Leo’s a great Dom, and he works wonders with his resort. Unfortunately, he doesn’t take time out for himself. He works, works, works, and every once in a while, he’ll call me into his office for a good whip and a fuck. He has the most amazing dick.”
“Cool.”
“Not overly long, but thick. When he takes me up the ass, I swear I feel him so far inside me it’s like he’s part of me. I love it. What about Kenan?”
“He’s built,” Piper replied, reluctant to talk about the cock she’d had nowhere, but inside her mouth.
“You two are perfect together.” Victoria laughed. “He’s been here several times, once with his sub Alice, and she was so meek you’d swear she was a mouse. I’ve never seen him more animated than with you. You’re good for him.”
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