by Spellbound- An Anthology of Erotically Retold Fairy Tales [Ravenous] (epub)
Ruby reflexively tightened her inner muscles, feeling herself grow damp between her legs. Her nipples hardened into peaks as she thought, I’d love to see Alex that way. Her thumb rubbed her mouth in pensive anticipation. Maybe Tori was right. Ruby was getting hot just thinking of the possibilities.
Opening a site devoted to gear, she was amazed at the assortment of paddles, whips, straps, canes, and other instruments of discipline. Her fingers slipped under her waistband as she looked at the array of cock rings, dildos and anal plugs. Then Alex barged in. Ruby’s hand flew out as she quickly clicked to return to her home page.
“We’re getting close to halftime and we’ve about finished the chips. Do you think you could pick up more and get some KFC while you are at it? Please?” The beseeching look he gave her was the one she wanted to see while he was on his knees gazing at her crotch. Ruby shook herself to clear her thoughts and return to the present.
“Of course, my p—love.” She had to get her mind off those Web sites. Ruby nearly said “pet,” and that would have started something she was not yet ready for. Putting her laptop aside, she uncoiled from the bed and slipped her shoes back on. Ruby gave Alex a quick kiss and a pat on the cheek that had him looking confused by the uncharacteristic gesture. She grabbed her jacket and purse again and set off on her errand. The brisk fall air helped cool her racing imagination. She and Tori had to have a talk.
* * * *
Ruby left a brief note on her door for Alex, telling him something had come up and that they would talk the following day. She laughed to herself, thinking how stunned he would be to find she had broken a date with him. She had a huge grin on her face when she met Tori at the Pleasure Chest. This was her first visit to an adult store, and she hoped she could keep her blushing under control.
Tori grabbed a basket and gave another to Ruby. “We’re going to fill these with all kinds of goodies. I will teach you what you need to know. Since you are new to this, we’ll keep it simple. You want Alex to realize you are a mouth-watering, grown-up woman—one he has to work hard to get to. You also want to punish him a bit for his previous bad behavior, right?
Ruby felt her nipples tighten at Tori’s words. Heat pooled low in her abdomen and her crotch grew damp enough to wet her panties. “Oh my God,” she gasped, “I can’t believe what a turn-on this is.”
Tori laughed. “Welcome to the club. Someday, I will tell you how Hunter paid for taking Alex to that game without checking it out with you. He probably didn’t sit comfortably for two days afterward, and, until he could, he was completely respectful to my needs. To be honest, I can’t tell you which of us enjoyed it more.”
Giggling while walking through the store, Ruby became more comfortable with what she was planning. Her basket had a paddle, leash, and wrist and ankle cuffs. She also added a cock ring and nipple clamps for some future fun. Tori had filled her basket with more serious devices. When Ruby picked up a cane, Tori shook her head. “You’re not up to that yet. It takes more practice than we have time for.” She handed Ruby a few videos that illustrated what some of the “planned activities” would look like. “Now for your outfit.” She guided Ruby to the clothing section. “What do you think: red or black?
“I like red, but it doesn’t go well with my hair.”
Tori flipped through an assortment of bustiers and corsets, finally settling on a black and red lace-up corset, a black thong with an open slit, and black stockings. A pair of high-heeled black boots completed the look. Ruby happily handed over her credit card while imagining the expression on Alex’s face when he saw her.
“You are the best friend anyone could have.”
“Well, I’m definitely the kinkiest one you have,” Tori said with a smile.
“I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“My pleasure—and yours, and, hopefully, Alex’s as well. Now we need to find the right location to spring this on your oblivious boyfriend.”
As usual, the Internet proved invaluable as Ruby and Tori looked for places to go. The Web page for “Grandma’s House” said it was a secluded resort for couples desiring to explore multifaceted aspects of their relationship. Ruby thought it an ironic name for an adult-oriented resort. The site showed individual cottages nestled in the woods with the main house a distance away. Meals were available there or could be delivered to the cabins. The bathrooms were huge with a separate tub and shower, each big enough to accommodate at least two people.
Ruby enlarged the picture of the shower and gasped when she saw the rings affixed strategically around the tiles. Tori laughed, “Not for your first time, but I decided that I’m booking Hunter and me in for the same weekend, separate cabin, of course. This is going to be fun.”
To get Alex away for the weekend, Hunter followed Tori’s instructions, and invited Alex to a fantasy football weekend that included tickets to a game. No way was Alex going to turn that down.
* * * *
Ruby was ready two hours before she was due to pick up Tori. She went through her toys one more time, mentally reviewing her plans for each. It seemed perfect to bring a basket of goodies to “Grandma’s House.” But this time Little Red would be waiting for her big, bad wolf.
“Alex is so excited about his weekend with Hunter,” Ruby said to Tori, who drove. “Do you think he’s going to be furious with me when he learns it was a set-up?”
“Calm down. Between being slightly groggy from the mild knockout drug Hunter is giving him and finding himself naked on a bed, he is going to be too confused to be angry with you. And by the end of the weekend, he’s going to be so satisfied, he will owe Hunter.”
“Okay, remind me again. What time will Hunter arrive with Alex?”
“First you drop me at my cabin and then call him. He’ll get there about a half hour later. This will give you enough time to change into your outfit. Put something over it so Hunter doesn’t see. He’ll haul Alex out of the car, get him inside, strip him, and put him on the bed.”
“Right.” Ruby breathed out slowly to calm her racing pulse.
The music to the song “Hopelessly Devoted to You” sounded, and Tori picked up her cell. “Hi, Hunter. How did it go?” She paused. “Excellent. I’ll see you soon. I have lots planned for us.” She ended the call and gave Ruby a big thumbs up. “Alex is sleeping like a baby. He’ll be out for thirty minutes max after Hunter leaves you, so you can set the scene.”
Ruby nodded, too nervous to speak.
“Just remember, you are in command. You are firm and confident. Don’t let him question you. Just think of all the preparation you did, and how you are going to use your goodies.”
A giggle burst out of Ruby. “I am going to make Alex sit up—probably painfully—and really see who I am.”
“You go, Girl!” Tori laughed.
Waiting in her cabin, Ruby threw her robe over her costume as a car pulled up. She opened the door at Hunter’s knock and watched as he fireman-carried Alex to the bed. “Get his clothes off,” she imperiously said, practicing her voice, “then leave.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Hunter replied with a wink, and began stripping Alex.
She moved into the kitchen area so he could complete the task without her presence. When she heard the door close, Ruby came out and put her robe on a hook in the closet.
Practice paid off as Ruby cuffed Alex’s wrists and ankles and attached them to the bed so he laid spread-eagle on his stomach. To create the mood she wanted, she placed candles around the room and dimmed the lights. Plucking the collar from her basket, she fastened it around Alex’s neck. Ruby stared down at his beautifully proportioned body and ran her hands over his muscled ass, giving in to an urge to bite it.
It was time to remove the wooden paddle that would get the evening started. She was surprised by how comfortable it was in her hands. Ruby tried a few practice swings, noting where each fell so she would know how to position herself to give equal attention to both cheeks. Her hand slipped between Alex’s outstretched legs
and cupped his balls. She felt him stiffen even in his lightly drugged state.
Alex moaned softly. He was beginning to wake up. Ruby stepped back and delivered two quick strokes to his ass.
“Welcome to Grandma’s House,” she said, pleased to hear her authoritative tone.
“What? Where am I? Little Red, is that you?”
Ruby brought the paddle down again, the loud crack evidence of the power she built up in her arms working out at the gym. “I ask the questions. And it’s not ‘Little Red.’ That’s the shade your ass is now. It’s Mistress Ruby, which is the color your ass will be when I’m finished with you.”
Alex shook his head to clear it, rattling the links holding his cuffed wrists in place. His eyes widened as he took in Ruby standing over him.
“What big eyes you have,” she breathed sensuously. “Seeing something you like?” She noted that he shifted his position. His cock was stirring. Not giving him a chance to say anything else, she struck him several more times.
“Ow! That hurts! What are you doing?”
“Start using those big ears, Alex. I told you, I ask the questions. It’s supposed to hurt. You have been a big, bad wolf, and you need a lesson.” She suited action to her words.
“Cut it out, Little Red.”
“Wrong form of address.” Her arm swung the paddle down hard.
“Unnh,” Alex groaned. He was panting now. “Please, L—Mistress Ruby, stop. It’s enough.”
Ruby exulted. He was coming around. “I decide when it’s enough. You haven’t begun to convince me. You have canceled dates, changed plans to suit yourself, and called me Little Red when you know I don’t like it. You take me for granted, and that, will, stop. Now.” She reinforced her words with a series of stinging blows. Alex’s ass took on a deep rosy glow.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he gasped, losing the battle to keep his voice steady. “I didn’t know you really disliked being called Little Red. I’ll change. I promise.” His words came out between grunts of pain.
“Explain how.”
Alex struggled to list all the ways he would improve his treatment of her while Ruby encouraged him with her paddle.
Ruby could feel the heat coming from Alex’s ass by the time he came to a halt, unable to think of another thing. Ruby swept her tongue over her lips. “Perhaps you have finally learned your lesson. Now I have a test to see if you can remember it. Pay attention,” she ordered. “You are to do exactly as I say.”
She unlocked Alex’s right wrist. “Bring this arm underneath your other one.” She cuffed the right wrist next to his left one, repeating the action with his right ankle so he was lying on his side. Ruby smiled as she watched Alex’s immediate compliance. Her eyes slid down his muscular frame and thrilled to see his cock stand at quivering attention. He enjoys this! Swiftly releasing his left wrist and ankle, Ruby directed him to lie on his back and re-attached the cuffs.
Alex followed her commands, hissing as his abraded ass came in contact with the sheet. Ruby positioned herself on the bed between his legs. She ran her hands up his thighs, watching the muscles contract at her touch. Her breath hitched. She saw him staring at her, uncertain as to her intentions but eager for what was to come. She stroked her breast and tugged at her nipples.
“You’re killing me, Lit—uh, Mistress Ruby,” he gasped.
“I haven’t even started.” She leaned over and pinched his nipples, hard. He writhed trying to somehow touch her.
“God!” he moaned. Alex’s shaft thickened and grew larger. The tip was wet with precum. Ruby inserted two fingers into her dripping pussy and brought them to Alex’s lips. He dutifully opened his mouth and sucked them clean.
“Now that’s a good wolf,” she breathed softly and ran her hand along his very stiff rod, licking the tip. “How delicious!” Alex thrust his hips up, seeking more.
“Not so fast.” She spanked his inner thighs. “I decide when and how we continue.”
“Yes, Mistress Ruby,” he said between gritted teeth, clearly fighting to control his driving need to get inside her. Alex emitted a strangulated groan as Ruby took his sac into her mouth and massaged his balls with her tongue.
Her body flushed with desire and her breath coming in quick pants, she lowered herself onto his huge shaft. As Alex rose to meet her, she gave his nipples a twist. “This is my ride.”
Ruby held very still, clenching and unclenching the muscles of her wet pussy around his cock. Alex’s fingers bit deeply into the bed in a desperate attempt to hold himself still. She rose on her knees until he was almost outside her, and then forcefully slammed down, burying him in her hot core.
Ruby knew Alex wanted her to speed up, but tonight she was going to go at a pace that pleased her. She ground herself against him, feeling his cock deep inside. Gasping as her body strained for the release just ahead, Ruby increased her pace, rocking in circles, oblivious to Alex’s growls until she exploded in a shattering orgasm and collapsed on his chest.
“Oh, God,” breathed Alex. “That was the most incredible experience I have ever had.”
“There is still one more part to this,” Ruby cooed. She eased off Alex, reached for the leash in her basket, clipped it to his collar, and freed his wrists and ankles. Tightly holding the leash in her hand, she slipped off the bed. Alex, obediently, stayed where he was, awaiting her next instructions. Seeing him waiting sent another thrill through her.
Ruby tugged the leash. “On the floor, on your knees.”
Alex quickly obeyed.
“Heel,” she commanded. He followed her as she sat on the couch. Ruby positioned Alex between her outspread thighs, letting him inhale her scent and see her wet curls lying flat against her pussy. “And now, my big, bad wolf, it is time for you to eat me.”
Alex leaned forward and slowly licked the entrance to Ruby’s wet cunt. His tongue parted the folds, nuzzling them with reverent attention, then moved to her swollen clit. She gasped, digging her fingers into his hair as he stroked the hard nub, worshipping the sensitive flesh. He sucked her into his mouth, and her hips lifted, forcing herself in deeper. While his fingers played with her clit, Alex stiffened his tongue and plunged it inside her, furiously fucking Ruby with it. Her thighs tightened against his head until she screamed his name in release.
When her breathing slowed, she leaned forward and unclipped the leash. “I think my wolf has learned his lesson.”
“I learned a lot more tonight, Mistress Ruby. May I take you to bed now and show you how much you mean to me?”
Ruby stood and took Alex’s hand, telling him he could stand. “You certainly may, and for now, you can call me Ruby. Just know that Mistress Ruby will return if she is needed.”
“Do you think we might need a Master Wolf at some time?” he suggested.
“Perhaps,” she said, and smiled.
Alex enfolded her in his arms. “I have been negligent in telling and showing you how much I love you. I think I need to rectify that. You truly amazed me tonight. May I ask a question?”
“Yes, you may,” she laughed.
“Will you marry me?”
Ruby’s heart sped up. “With pleasure, my big, bad wolf.”
The Match
By Devin Salerno
It was terribly cold. Elle had wandered New York’s crowded streets all day, mindless to the chill. She trudged on with no purpose, no hope. Graeme was gone. The void rang painfully within her.
Happy crowds thinned as the mercury dropped. Then the piercing ice shards fell, empting the street completely. Still, Elle walked; one numb foot in front of the other, the ice stinging her tear-swollen cheeks before freezing into the block of Elle’s blonde curls.
She considered going home. I need to warm up and move on, she thought. But Elle couldn’t. She had no home with Graeme gone. Everything in the sparse college dorm mocked Elle’s hopeless dream. What use is there in making something of my life with out the one who inspired me to make that life in the first place? Elle cursed him for l
eaving her, and herself for believing he never would. She cursed her body for still craving his hands, his fingers and touch.
Graeme’s family would not return her incessant calls. Elle’s roommates told her to move on. Her parents told her to let go. Her heart screamed in pain. In her innocence, Elle believed high school sweethearts could survive the onslaught of the world and miles and war. She and Graeme were different. Our love was real, eternal. But Graeme left her.
His love letters were a lie. Every scribbled note in the shoe box under Elle’s arm was a lie. As she walked, Elle realized she had allowed herself to subsist on that falsehood. Graeme’s statements of eternal endearments were frauds. Why on Earth did I believe him?
“Elle, you have to snap out of it,” her roommates coaxed. “Come out with us. It’s New Year’s Eve. It’s the perfect night to let your troubles go and meet someone else.”
Elle had no intention of celebrating while still in the throws of this tremendous loss. She sat alone in her dorm with the lovingly decorated memento box, reliving the joys she thought would last forever. Soon after her roommates left, the silence taunted her with memories of Graeme.
Their first kiss when she swore she knew she would be with him forever. The first time she gave him her body, years after giving him her heart. The quiet evening before he left for basic training, when there were no words that would suit the emotions they felt.
Haunting memories drove Elle out of the confining walls and into the liberating cold to deaden her pain. Hours later, she was finally numb. Graeme’s last communication was frozen in her grasp, the words cold and heartless. She didn’t have the strength to put the letter in the shoebox with his other notes. So Elle walked with the ornate shoebox under one frozen arm, the piece of paper crushed in the other.
