More Than His Sexy Toy [Club Esoteria 13] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Cooper McKenzie

  His voice had dropped an octave to the power-filled sexy tone he used in Master mode at the club. His words, plus his serious expression, had her body reacting with instant arousal. Her mind immediately slipped into the submissive mindset he so easily brought out in her each Friday night they were together.

  Her pussy pulsing with need, she said, “Yes, Master Chaz, I understand,” though she was not sure if she really did. What was he planning?

  “What’s your safe word?” he asked as he leaned back in his chair.

  “Red, Sir,” she answered automatically.

  “And when do you use it?”

  “When things become too painful or emotionally overwhelming to continue,” she answered, surprised to find herself shifting into Master Chaz’s preferred stance.

  “Good girl,” he said with a smile. “Now come here and give me a kiss.”

  Her will no longer her own, Mimi moved across the room to stand next to his chair. Bending over, she quickly brushed her lips across his before pulling back. Before she could straighten too far, his right hand came up and slid around her neck.

  “That was not a kiss,” he pointed out.

  He pulled her back down, tilting her head and laying his lips on hers. At the touch of his tongue, she opened her mouth. A few seconds later, she moaned as he held her still and thoroughly kissed her. She stiffened only slightly when his left hand came up and cupped her right breast. By the time he finally released her, they were both breathing hard and Chaz’s erection was tenting the front of his shorts.

  “As punishment for that poor excuse of a kiss, take off your shirt,” he said after her released her and she straightened. “You will fold it neatly and place it on the dresser in my bedroom.”

  “Master?”

  “You heard me. No one comes over without calling first so you don’t have to worry about clothes. If someone does come over you can go to my room and hide. Now strip. I haven’t seen you naked in way too long.”

  Mimi hesitated, but since he appeared to be giving her what she had wanted for months, she could not defy him. Something about him drew out the pure submissive in her, and all she could think about was hearing him say “good girl” in that dark, sexy tone while smiling in approval.

  Taking a deep breath, she pulled the shirt over her head, folded it, and carried it to his bedroom. While there, she made his bed and looked for her suitcase but could not find it. Returning to the living room, she assumed the slave position then waited in anxious anticipation as he slowly looked up and down her body. When he raised his left hand and twirled a circle in the air with one finger, she slowly turned around.

  “Good girl. You are so damn beautiful. Now go fix us breakfast. Eggs, bacon, and some of those muffins you made yesterday. We’ll eat in here,” he said before turning his attention to the morning news show on the television.

  Mimi did as he ordered. As she did, a foreign feeling of freedom filled her at the same time a disgust about her fleshy body ate at her. She fought to focus on the freedom, as it was something she had only felt on those Friday nights when Chaz took control of her body and her decision.

  This was what she wanted, what she needed. A Master to direct her life, make the choices she always had a hard time dealing with, and help her become the perfect submissive.

  As breakfast cooked, she refilled his coffee mug then fixed a cup of hot tea for herself. After plating their meals, she carried them into the living room, still very self-conscious about walking around naked while Chaz wore another pair of loose fitting shorts and a T-shirt.

  He accepted the plate with a soft “Thank you,” then turned his attention back to the news. When she moved to sit in the recliner she had been using every time they sat in the living room, he patted the couch cushion beside him without even glancing in her direction.

  Without a word of protest, Mimi sat where indicated. As soon as she was comfortable, she pulled a pillow into her lap to cover her bulging belly and thighs. She had planned to use it like a lap table as well as a camouflage device, but before she could set her plate down, Chaz snatched the pillow away and tossed it across the room.

  “Two,” he said conversationally as he dug into his breakfast.

  “Two?” He gave her a frown, and suddenly she realized this was not a game to him. She was in training and was screwing up barely before they had started. “Sir.”

  “Two punishment strokes. We will deal with the day’s transgressions after dinner tonight so you can start fresh each morning. Or maybe we should do punishment first thing in the morning so you start the day remembering what you had done wrong the day before so you won’t do it again. What do you think?”

  “You are the Master. Whatever you wish I will do.” She spoke softly, not quite sure what she had done to earn two strokes, but determined not to screw up and earn any more.

  She hated taking punishment strokes, and Master Chaz knew it.

  She ate her breakfast and when they were both finished, she debated. Should she carry the dishes away or not? Master had not said, and she did not want to assume anything at this point.

  Finally Master Chaz sighed and looked at her. She could see humor and exasperation in his eyes. “Go ahead. Clear the dishes and clean the kitchen before you explode.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she said, gathering the dishes. “Would you like more coffee, Sir?”

  He shook his head. “Not now. When you come back, bring a bottle of water from the refrigerator with you.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Mimi hurried through loading the dishwasher and cleaning the kitchen. Though he had yet to touch her, she could feel his frustrated arousal as easily as she felt her own. She still was not sure sex was a good idea, but she was feeling aroused and needy and was certain Chaz was feeling the same way. After wiping down the counters, she retrieved a bottle of water from the refrigerator and a clean dishtowel from the drawer by the sink. Then she returned to the living room.

  Not sure where he wanted her to sit, she set the bottle of water on the table between the couch and the recliner than took her standing pose beside Chaz. He ignored her for the entire sports report.

  Finally he glanced at her, smiled, and said, “In my closet to the left of the door you should find my toy bag. In the nightstand beside the closet door there should be a small basket with condoms and lube. Bring me the bag and the basket.”

  “Yes, Sir,” Mimi answered softly.

  She hurried off and found both items easy enough and brought them back, placing them on the couch beside Master’s hip.

  “Good girl,” he said then patted the couch on his other side. “Now come sit, and we’ll watch a movie now that I’ve caught up with the news.”

  She moved as directed and was surprised when he pulled her close to snuggle into his side. After turning on the DVR, he pulled up a movie and seemed content. As the opening credits rolled, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, his fingertips just able to reach her left nipple. Mimi had a hard time keeping still as he stroked, plucked, and toyed with her nipple. Apparently his fine motor skills had not been affected by wearing the cast for a month.

  When she squirmed for the third time in as many minutes, the fingers clamped down around her turgid nipple. “You’re not paying attention,” he observed, his voice soft and deep.

  “No, Sir, I can’t,” she said, her arousal adding a tinge of whine to her voice.

  “Feeling a need to play?” he asked as he palmed her left breast.

  Mimi nodded then dropped her head back to rest on the couch as he tightened his hold on her breast. “Yes, Sir.”

  His other hand dropped to his lap and molded the fabric of his shorts around the erection that lay across his left hip. He seemed to be thinking as he played with his cock. Then, lifting his hips, he pushed his shorts to his knees. “Come here, sexy, and ride your Master’s cock. And while you do that we’re going to start your training.”

  He handed her a condom from the basket. While looking deep into his eye
s, she carefully rolled it down his length, pausing at the base to stroke her fingertips over his heavy sac. That touch drew a hiss from Chaz.

  Shifting on the couch, he reached between them and tweaked both her nipples. “I did not tell you to play with my balls.”

  Chapter 9

  “No, Master, you didn’t.” Mimi hung her head, but inside she was grinning with delight. The thought that she could turn Chaz on so quickly and thoroughly had pleased her, but also sobered her. “I’m sorry.”

  No wonder he could only see the sex toy in her. She had done little to show him anything but that side of her since being here. Even before that morning, she had been subservient while wearing clothes she knew would arouse him even though they fully covered her generous curves.

  But fantasy and sexual release she could give him, at least until Kelly came home. This was something they both wanted and apparently needed. But once Chaz’s roommate returned, Mimi would go back to her apartment and lonely life.

  But for the next few days she would offer him everything in her—her heart, her body, her total submission. Whatever he demanded, she would willingly give with the hopes that he would decide to keep her.

  “Forgiven,” he said as he struggled to his feet, the bottle of lube in his left hand.

  Once standing, he held his right hand palm up. Without question or hesitation, Mimi placed hers in it and stood as well.

  “We need more room,” he said as he headed with a heavy limp toward the hall that led to the bedrooms.

  “Your crutches.” Mimi tried to pull her hand from his, but he tightened his hold and just kept walking.

  “I won’t need them for what I’m planning,” he replied. “Come along or I’m adding two more to your punishment.”

  Knowing she could not talk her stubborn, hardheaded Master out of pushing himself, she followed silently. By the time they reached his bedroom, he was starting to breathe hard, worrying Mimi. But she could not mother him. In his Master mode, he would not appreciate her wanting to care for him. In his mind he was supposed to take care of her.

  “On the bed on all fours, knees at the edge,” he ordered, releasing her hand and dropping his to swat her ass.

  She scrambled into position, her worry over his health dimming the arousal she felt, but that only lasted until he moved behind her. He forced her knees further apart so he could stand between them. Once there, he stroked the underside of his cock all over her ass cheeks before sliding the head down the split between them.

  “So damn soft,” he murmured as his hands began to knead the globes and push them together so they encompassed his cock as it continued to slide up and down the valley.

  Mimi moaned and dropped her forehead to the bed as he released her ass then dragged the head of his cock farther down between her legs. He brushed it back and forth several times over the pucker of her back hole, causing her to involuntarily tighten those muscles before he moved on. At the entrance to her pussy, he slid just the head into her, causing her to sigh. When he pulled it back out again, she whined a protest, which earned her a smack on her right cheek.

  “We’re doing this at my speed, sexy, so just relax and take what I give you,” he ordered softly.

  “Yes, Master.”

  The ability to form words left her in the next few seconds as he dragged the now-wet tip of his cock up the valley of her labia. She gasped when it crossed over her clit, sending streaks of electricity throughout her pelvis region. He then continued up to the top of her slit before starting the downward slide again. This time though, he paused at her clit and stroked up and down, left and right and then in circles around the nerve-filled knot of flesh.

  She began panting, and her hips moved, needing just more, just a little more, to send her over the peak and into nirvana. Instead, he pulled away entirely, causing her to growl in her nearly mindless need. This time a smack landed between her legs, causing her to squeal in pain.

  “Stop whining,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “You’re going to get what you want. Eventually. Just relax and breathe, sexy baby. For now, drop your shoulders and spread those arms out wide for me.”

  * * * *

  Chaz gritted his teeth as the sexy woman did as he asked, dropping head and shoulders to the mattress then sliding her arms so they lay to the sides. He smiled as his eyes closed involuntarily when he slid his cock into her open, inviting pussy. It felt so good even though his leg was letting him know he needed to sit down, or better yet lie down. He ignored it, refusing to give in to the weakness. Not until they had both come and he had stretched her ass at least two fingers wide.

  Later he would send her to the living room for the butt plug in his toy bag to help stretch her even further. He couldn’t wait to watch her walk around the house with a plug in her ass and maybe some clips decorating her nipples. She was still technically an anal virgin, but he had promised himself when he started this unconventional training program that he would take that cherry before Kelly returned. Then, when he was on his feet and able to drive, he would go shopping for a collar for his sexy Mimi.

  For now, he would concentrate on giving them both pleasure and relaxing any stress either of them might be feeling.

  Fitting the tip of his cock at her pussy, he pushed hard and fast, filling her completely on the first thrust. Her pussy clenched tight around him, sending what felt like rippling fingers down his length. Once his balls were resting against her clit, he froze, needing a moment to regain come control before he began to move again. While he waited, he opened the bottle of lube and drizzled some over her anus, which caused her to suck a breath and tighten even further around him. He then slicked the fingers of his right hand before capping the bottle and dropping it on the bed well within reach.

  “How you doing, sexy?” he asked as his index finger slid between his pelvis and her ass.

  “I’m okay, Sir,” she answered.

  Shifting his hips, he pulled back until only the head of his cock remained in her before surging forward and once again holding still. Her hands grabbed at the blanket, but she did not making any sounds. “Good girl,” he said as his left hand stroked up and down her back.

  He pulled back again, and as he did, he stroked his right index finger over her pucker, spreading the lube around. This time as he surged forward, her entire body tightened. Was she really that close? Or was he hurting her?

  They both knew she would call red if she needed to, but would she?

  The next time he stroked out then in, he pressed the tip of his finger through the muscles of her asshole to the finger joint and held it steady. On the next one he pushed deeper, hearing her cry breathlessly as her fingers scrabbled against the blanket for purchase.

  He began an easier steady in-and-out thrusting with both cock and finger as his own need began to eat at him like a starving lion turned loose in a butcher shop. After a half dozen strokes, he pulled his finger nearly all the way out and added a second digit. Her head came up, and she cried out as an orgasm swept through her, tightening her muscles around cock and fingers. He held them until she relaxed slightly then began to twist them back and forth, stretching the tissues and hopefully keeping her arousal close to its peak level.

  Leaning down, he brushed a kiss over her shoulder. “You’re doing fine, sexy. Such a good girl.”

  He began to piston more forcefully in and out of both pussy and ass until his balls tightened and a tingle raced down his spine. Leaning forward, he reached around her hip with his left hand and slid three fingers between her lower lips. Two parted the lips wide while the third found and began to rub tiny circles over her clit.

  “Come with me,” he ordered as his orgasm exploded out of his balls and up the long shoot of his cock. “Now, sexy. Come now.”

  She screamed again as she pushed back to meet his final few thrusts.

  As soon as he finished coming, Chaz’s body went numb, his left leg collapsed, and he fell forward, smooshing Mimi into the mattress. It took him several second
s to find the strength to shift back and pull his finger from her ass and his cock from her pussy. Once he was free, he fell to his right side where he ended up lying on her arm. She did not move, so he lifted his body and pulled her arm down so it lay between them before relaxing back on the bed once more.

  Her face was turned away from him so he could not see her face. “Mimi? Are you okay?”

  She still did not answer him. He gently turned her head and brushed her hair from her face and smiled. She was out cold. His own sleepless nights and complete relaxation washing through him, he thought that might be a real good idea. Crawling up the bed, he reached down and eased her up until their heads were resting on pillows. She rolled onto her side facing away from him, so he spooned up behind her and draped his left arm over her middle. With a contented sigh that started at his toes, Chaz closed his eyes and relaxed into sleep as well.

  * * * *

  “I’ll be flying in tonight on the nine-thirty flight.” Kelly’s call woke him four hours later. He barely retrieved the cellphone from his shorts at the end of the bed. He answered it about two seconds before it switched the caller to voice mail.

  “Tonight?” he asked, still feeling groggy. Turning around, he frowned at the otherwise empty bed. Where had Mimi gone and how could he have slept through it?

  “Yes, tonight. Can you have Mimi pick me up?” Kelly asked, sounding excited before her tone turned mothering. “Are you all right? You didn’t kick Mimi out, did you?”

  “No, she’s still here. I tried, but she’s tougher than you are and refused to leave until you came home.”

  “Okay, good. I’m glad she was able to stand up to you. I’ll see you tonight,” Kelly said before cutting the connection.

  Chaz laid back and began to swear as his right fist pounded the mattress. He needed more time. But he also understood that Kelly needed to get home and back to work. She had already used up most of her vacation during his hospitalization and the first days afterward. She could not afford to be off work too much more without it affecting her finances.