Leslie smiled. “I can’t believe I am actually saying this, but being at the end of a leash with you would excite me. Just about all of this excites me, but it takes it to another level when it is with someone you are connected with.”
“So, it takes it to another level for you with me, huh?” he said.
She hooked her arm through his. “Let’s just say you are in the exciting phase for me.”
“Oh, the phase right before being discarded on the heap of males you have gotten rid of.”
“I should never have told you about that.” She laughed. “I will admit that you would be the hottest looking male in that pile.”
“Thanks for that image.” He shook his head but had an amused expression. “Good to know what phase I am and that I will eventually be in the discard heap.”
How different you are Rick Pierce, she thought. In some strange way, she could not tell him how she felt though. It was as if there was an element of control deep in her that wanted him to wonder… If he even did. Another part of her wanted to think that there was nothing to this. It was all about guarding her feelings.
After she and Rick found paper plates and filled them with barbeque ribs, bread rolls, potato salad, deviled eggs, and roasted veggies, and each grabbed a can of soda, they found an empty table in a far corner of the farmyard. She scooted onto the bench across from Rick and they dug in.
“So good.” She sighed as she pushed her nearly empty plate aside.
He had gone back for seconds and had just polished off the rest of his dinner. “Excellent.” He set his plate and plastic fork aside like she had, then folded his arms on the table and leaned forward. “Why don’t you tell me now about whatever it is in your past that bothers you so much?”
Taken by surprise, her lips parted but nothing came out.
“You can do it, honey.” His tone, the way he looked at her, somehow gave her courage she hadn’t had for a long time.
“I was a sub once.” She studied Rick’s features but there was no change in the way he was looking at her.
“Go on,” he said.
“His name was Michael.” She looked up at the millions of stars in the sky that were so clear out here in the country. She turned her gaze back to Rick. “I loved him. At least I thought I did.”
“What happened?”
She glanced down at her hands, so small after having stared up at the heavens. When she looked at Rick again, she said, “He was having affairs with other women.” She shoved her hair behind her ears. “It hurt so much that I swore I would never let myself care again.”
“That’s when you started topping.” Rick didn’t look judgmental, just concerned.
She nodded. “Bondage, domination… It’s a part of me that I couldn’t push away into some corner. I’ve found domination to be almost healing.”
“Almost,” Rick said.
With a nod she said, “Almost.”
Talking about Michael made her feel like a weight had been lifted from her chest and she actually felt like smiling for the first time when she thought about him. He wasn’t worth her anger and she should have realized that a long time ago. It was time for her to move on.
They were quiet for a moment and she looked into his gaze, wanting to tell him how she felt now but the words wouldn’t come.
“Why don’t you ever talk about your family?” he asked.
She frowned. “Because there isn’t anything positive to talk about.”
He didn’t look like he was going to let her put him off. “Maybe that’s something you need to get off of your chest, too.”
“I suppose.” She sighed. “I grew up with very wealthy and very absent parents. I was raised with a host of nannies and tutors then sent off to boarding school as soon as I was old enough. My father was a mean bastard and my mother was a social snob.” Leslie pushed her hair out of her face. “Getting pregnant with me was the last thing on earth she wanted. She had surgeries to get her body back in shape but it was never quite the way she wanted it to be.”
Everything rolled out of her so fast she hadn’t been able to stop herself. She clenched her fist on the tabletop. “I wasn’t wanted and it wasn’t the best upbringing any child could have.”
He reached across the table and squeezed her hand. His touch was almost healing. It was like he took the bad feelings, the bad memories and drew them into himself then disposed of them. It was the oddest, yet wonderful, feeling.
“I didn’t realize how much I needed to get that out.” She took a deep breath. “I don’t talk to anyone about my parents or Michael.”
“I’m here for you whenever you need me, Leslie,” he said again. “You got that?”
“Yes.” She nodded and gave him a smile. “Thank you.”
“Come on.” He stood and went around to her side of the table and helped her out of her seat. “Let’s head on home.”
Rick walked with her as they went back to the farmhouse to dispose of the used plates and flatware. Then he put his arm around her shoulders and they walked out to the parking area, ready to head home.
It felt good to be with him. So good that a flash of a future for them came to her. She could picture the two of them sharing a life together.
He was turning her world upside down and she couldn’t be happier.
Chapter 10
They arrived at Rick’s house shortly before midnight. Leslie was so turned on by all of the things they had seen at the party that she could barely keep her hands off of him. Hell, she could hardly keep her hands off of him, period.
The moment they got through the door, Rick slammed it shut behind them and wrapped his arms tight around her. He brought his mouth to hers and claimed her with a hard passionate kiss as he squeezed her ass and ground his erection into her belly.
Her breathing came faster as she kissed him back and she clenched his shirt where it was tucked into his jeans and she tried to pull it out. She had to get his clothes off.
“Hold on, honey.” He caught her hands in his. “I have plans for you.”
The way he said it made her heart pound faster and caused thrills to zip from her belly to that place between her thighs.
He gripped her ass and lifted her and she hooked her thighs on his hips and wrapped her arms around his neck and held on.
Excitement made her squirm in his arms as he carried her down the hall to his bedroom. The moment they reached his bed she kissed him hard and they fell onto the mattress, still kissing.
It was obvious he was controlling himself as he drew back and got to his feet. His tawny eyes were dark with passion.
She sat up on the bed and braced her hands on the mattress to either side of her as she watched him, her heart thumping.
He grasped one of her legs and sensuously moved his hands down her calf and braced her foot on his thigh. He unbuckled the four-inch heel and it thumped on the carpet when he tossed it aside. He removed her other shoe, too and ditched it, as well.
“Lie back.” He gently pushed her down so that her knees were at the edge of the mattress and her calves were dangling over the edge. He bent over and reached for the button on her leather skirt and unfastened it, then drew the zipper down. He tugged off the skirt, leaving her in her leather corset and black panties.
She watched him, feeling hungrier for him than she ever had.
He slowly caressed her, bringing his palms down her belly to her panties then grasped the hem and eased them down over her hips and thighs then over her calves and feet. He dropped the panties near her skirt then he pressed her thighs wide apart with his hands. She was bare for him from her waist down and the way he looked at her made her feel beautiful.
The heat of his expression burned through her as he leaned over her again. This time he tugged her corset down below her breasts. He put his knee between her thighs, resting it on the mattress, then leaned forward and caught one of her nipples in his mouth.
She grasped his head in her hands as she arched her back, wanting mor
e of the incredible sensations. She slipped into the moment as he licked and sucked her nipples, she clenched her fingers in his hair.
When he pulled back she let her hands slide away from his hair, feeling bereft of his touch as he moved away. She needed his touch so much she could hardly stand it.
“Wait right there.” He pushed back from the bed and went to his walk-in closet.
She didn’t move. She wasn’t planning on going anywhere but where he was tonight.
He returned, carrying a duffel bag. Butterflies bounced around in her belly at the thought of what might be in that bag. He dropped it and it made a loud thump on the floor. Then he grasped her hand and pulled her to her feet.
Her mind spun with excitement as he kissed her. He caressed her arms from her shoulders to her hands and back and a loving way that made her feel special. She felt a little off kilter, her knees weak from the amazing kiss.
He steadied her then picked up the bag, set it on the bed, and reached inside of it. He pulled out a new pair of red leather cuffs and a red leather collar with O-rings around it.
“You’ve been shopping,” she said with a smile.
“I have a few things in my bags of tricks.” He buckled the collar on her neck first “You can’t be the only one with toys.”
“Where did you get everything?” she asked as he secured one of the cuffs to her wrist.
“I have my methods.” He finished putting on the other wrist cuff before clipping the cuffs together. “You, however, are talking far more than you should be.” He leaned down and dug in the bag and brought out a red leather gag with a rubber insert, and matching red leather blindfold. He took her by her shoulders and turned her around before buckling the gag behind her head, the insert in her mouth, keeping her mostly silent.
While she still had her back to him, he leaned over and picked up the blindfold, putting it on and securing it tightly so that her world was dark and she couldn’t see anything. She loved the way it felt, in the darkness with him in control.
“Can you see any light?” he asked and she shook her head. “Try to talk,” he told her.
She attempted to make some kind of intelligible sound but all she could do was make muffled noises.
“Turn around and brace your hands on the bed.” He guided her down so that she could obey him. More rummaging sounds and then he was pressing something against her anus. She automatically stiffened and grunted into her gag. Only one person had used butt plugs on her, Michael, and it had been a very long time ago.
“Relax.” He caressed her ass with his palm and she took a deep breath. She felt the cool lube on the end of the plug before he started inserting it. “Just relax,” he repeated.
She imagined how good it was going to feel and then he was pushing the plug up and into her. At first it ached as it stretched her. He moved slowly until she was used to it and then pushed it in farther.
Then the plug was in. “Mmmmmm.” She made the sound, loving the feel of the plug.
“Not done yet,” he said.
She heard the sound of a hand air pump and then felt the plug started inflating with it, filling her up and her eyes widened. When it was inflated, she felt herself grow wetter, the feeling turning her on and making her more excited and she made another sound of pleasure.
He helped her to straighten then took her by her shoulders and started turning her around and around until she became disoriented and had no idea what direction she was facing any longer. There was a tug on her neck and then the sound of a metallic click and she realized he had put a leash on her and tugged. She loved that she was doing what he liked. Being at the end of his leash was so exciting, so hot.
With another firm tug on the leash he led her somewhere in the room then took her by her waist and pushed her up against a door.
What door, she wasn’t sure. She heard him adjusting something at the top of the door and then she had to stand on her tiptoes as he stretched her arms high over her head and attached her wrist cuffs onto some kind of door hook.
As she stood there, he kissed her around her gag while he played with her nipples. She felt discomfort from her position, but incredibly aroused at the same time.
It was so hot to be totally controlled by this man, so exciting.
He moved away but now she couldn’t see what he was doing. Her senses were heightened because she couldn’t see, she could only listen.
It was quiet for a moment and then he moved close enough that she could feel his body heat close to hers.
“You have the prettiest nipples,” he murmured before he slipped nipple nooses on her. He tightened one and she gasped at the pinching pain. At least they weren’t clamps. She shifted on her toes and she winced as he put the other one on and tightened it, too.
He moved his callused hands over her body, caressing her all the way to her hips and back to her breasts.
Her arms ached as he made her stand on her tiptoes. But then he unhooked her wrists and relief rushed through her arms and legs when she was back on the floor again.
He reached down and inflated the butt plug a little more and she gasped at the stretching sensation. When she felt that it was as big as she could handle, he stopped and moved his lips to her ear. “How does that feel? Does it feel good to have something so big and hard in your ass?”
She nodded and made a sound of pleasure, telling him that she loved it.
He moved in front of her and unclipped her wrists then pulled them back behind her and clipped them again. After she was secured, he tugged on the leash forcing her to walk forward. She knew that he would not let her run into anything, but still, being unable to see made her hesitant.
“Come on.” His tone was masterful and it sent thrills through her. She loved him taking control. Loved it.
She hesitated again as he pulled the leash but he tugged harder and she gave in to trusting him. She felt a shift in the air and realized they had passed from one room into another. The floor was carpeted, soft beneath her feet and then she felt cool tile and she realized he was leading her into the kitchen.
He guided her forward then stopped her and played with her nipples. “Kneel,” he said and helped her so that she wouldn’t fall. “I should put you on all fours and make you lap water from a bowl. Then you would be my little puppy girl.”
Being his puppy girl sounded exciting, sending pleasant thrills throughout her.
“Stay,” he said.
She didn’t know where he thought she might go with her hands bound behind her back and a blindfold on, while sitting on her knees. The butt plug made her feel even hotter.
He opened the refrigerator and she listened to the rummaging sounds, wondering what he was doing. A dish clattered on the table when he returned along with what sounded like silverware. What had he brought back?
Something smelled like chocolate. He removed her gag and then took a chair close enough to her that his knee brushed her breast.
“Open your mouth.” He pressed something cool against her lips and when she obeyed he slipped a spoon into her mouth.
Whipped cream. Smooth, creamy, delicious.
He pulled back on the spoon and kissed her, his tongue slipping into her mouth as he tasted the whipped cream.
He leaned back and said, “Again,” and she opened her mouth and he slid the spoon inside.
Chocolate cake. The most incredible, moist chocolate cake she could ever remember tasting. “Mmmmm.” It was nearly orgasmic. Again he kissed her and tasted her.
Then he pressed a maraschino cherry to her lips and she let it slide in. It tasted sweet and delicious and he kissed her again.
“I have another treat for you.” He tugged on her leash and moved her so that she felt his knees on either side of her. He had her between his thighs and he was lowering her head. She opened her mouth, knowing what kind of treat she was going to get.
He pushed his thick cock into her mouth and she made a sound of pleasure. She loved doing this for him. It made her feel both p
owerful and feminine at the same time. She hummed as she licked and sucked him and he clenched his hands in her hair and moved her up and down his length.
When he pulled her head back and his cock slipped from her mouth, he put another bite of chocolate cake in her mouth before having her go down on him again.
It was an intoxicating blend of eroticism as he fed her cake while blindfolded and then had her suck his cock in between bites. He was so thick, so hard.
And then he swept her up into his arms and carried her in what she guessed was the direction of his bedroom. Her heart began to pound faster and faster and liquid heat filled her veins.
He laid her on the bed, pressing the butt plug in tighter. She heard rummaging and then a low hum. He moved between her thighs and then placed something against her clit at the same time he thrust his cock inside of her.
She almost came up off the bed. She’d never felt anything like it. He had put some kind of super vibrator against her clit and was pressing it tight against her with his body as he fucked her.
It was one of the most amazing things she’d ever felt. There was no holding back her orgasm, even if she had tried. The combinations of him taking her with the butt plug inside her ass, while the vibrator stimulated her pussy, made her come so hard and fast she didn’t even expect it. Her cries were loud as her body bucked and jerked beneath him.
He pounded in and out of her and then gave a sound like a low growl as he came. He moved in and out then pushed aside the vibrator and it fell to the floor as he pressed his groin tight to hers.
Her body was still pulsating as he rolled over and brought her into his arms and kissed her. She gave a happy sigh and snuggled into his arms and let herself slip away into a deep and wonderful sleep.
Chapter 11
Leslie covered a yawn as she walked through the house toward Rick’s kitchen. She could smell the coffee he’d made a mile away. She was dressed in what she’d worn last night. She would have loved to roll around in bed all day but she had to get home and take care of a few things.
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