Choose Your Shot: An Interactive Erotic Adventure

by Christine d'Abo

  Perfect.

  Lowering her gaze, she made her way over to where he stood. He didn’t speak immediately, and she knew he was taking in her appearance, her posture, deciding if she was worth his time.

  “Well, aren’t you a pretty one.” He ran his thumb across her lips. On instinct, she sucked the tip, teasing him with her tongue. “I saw you in here playing with a boy. I’m surprised to see you back wearing this.” He tugged on the metal ring on the front of her collar. “Couldn’t make up your mind?”

  “I didn’t find all that I needed, Sir.”

  “And you think you need this?” He let the ring go. “I don’t have time for little girls who can’t make decisions about what they want.”

  Shit. She looked up and wasn’t surprised to see the distance in the man’s eyes. “Sir, I thought playing a Domme would make me feel alive. Would give me what I’ve been missing for months now. But it didn’t. I love the change, but my submissive side gets the better of me most days. When I saw how happy my boy was when we were done, I knew that’s what I really needed tonight.”

  “And you think this is what you want?” He didn’t sound convinced at all.

  “It is, Sir.” She dropped to her knees and shuffled closer to him. “Please, Master. I promise I will be so good to you.”

  Large fingers wrapped around her chin and tilted her head back. “I’m Master Grant. If we do this, I expect you to submit to me completely. None of that pushy bottom shit.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He didn’t wait to ask her permission. He hooked his finger into the metal hoop on the front of her collar and hauled her back up. If she’d thought her pussy was wet before, knowing things were about to get a whole lot more interesting had her gushing. He pulled her into the center of the room before he stopped once more.

  “Rules.” His voice was gravelly and went straight through her.

  “No scat, golden showers, blood play. I’m up for anything else.”

  He nodded. “Safeword?”

  “Football.”

  He chuckled. “I like it. I expect to be addressed as Master Grant or Sir. If you want me to slow down, say ‘red’ and we’ll talk. If you safeword we are done, full stop.”

  She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” Without another word, he spun her around and unzipped her corset. “This is cute, but I’ve been watching you prance around in it for an hour. I’ve had enough.”

  The cool air made her nipples go hard as the fabric fell away from her body. A rush of sudden embarrassment hit her hard and she covered her breasts with her hands. Shit, it really had been a while since she’d done this.

  “Hands down.”

  She jumped at the steel in his voice, and complied instantly.

  “That’s one transgression. Turn around.”

  She did so instantly, keeping her eyes lowered. “Sorry, Sir.”

  “You will be. Now, what am I in the mood for?”

  Master Grant tucked her corset under his arm, freeing both his hands. She hated this part, the not knowing what they were going to do. Pain she could handle, but uncertainty? No way. It was one of the things that stressed her out, something she tried to avoid at all costs. She’d had her life mapped out since she was twelve and thought she wanted to be a nurse. Everything in her life had been done to ensure she reached that goal. Things like discovering she was into pain had thrown things for a loop.

  “I can see your mind spinning from here.” He reached out and tweaked her nipples—hard. “Stop it.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Not good enough.” He forced her around again and pulled down the zipper to her skirt. The leather fell to the floor, leaving her clad in her thong and high heels. “If you want to be with me, I expect your undivided attention. Otherwise I can find another playmate who wants this more than you.”

  “Oh no, Sir. Please, I do want this.” Her heart raced and her hands shook. “I’m sorry. It’s been a while for me and I’ve been really stressed at work and—”

  He grabbed her by the chin. “Enough.”

  Tegan clamped her lips together, but didn’t break his gaze. She could see the steel of his control reflected back at her. She needed that tonight, craved someone else to be in change for a while so she could let go. Master Grant was that person.

  “I’ll give you one more chance. That’s it.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Time to get serious. “I’ll do anything you need, Sir.”

  His chuckle had her shivering. “That’s a good girl.”

  He led her over to one of the dungeon monitors and exchanged her clothing for a lead. Now secured to him for the foreseeable future, she let her mind drift. He would make sure she got everything she needed tonight. Maybe not everything she wanted, but that was part of the fun.

  She stumbled behind him with a sharp jerk of the lead, and tried to keep her gaze on the floor and not look around at the room. Damn, she really should have taken more time browsing, seeing what was available to them down here. There were so many options Paul could have set up down here, things she might enjoy and others that would push her boundaries.

  “Here we go.” He stopped in front of something, but she couldn’t see what it was. God, he really was large.

  Lifting her chin again, she wasn’t sure if she should be turned on or terrified by the gleeful look in his eyes. “It’s time for some fun.”

  When he stepped out of her line of sight, Tegan moaned at what she saw.

  Tegan sees a bondage bed.

  Tegan sees an erotic electrostimulation machine.

  Tegan sees a St. Andrew’s Cross.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Strapped On

  Go Back

  Tegan got to her feet and stepped away from the couch. “I’ve had enough of this. Come with me.”

  She didn’t bother to wait and see if he was following, and made her way over to where one of the dungeon monitors stood.

  “I would like a room, if there’s one available. Preferably one with a bed and some toys.”

  The man’s gaze shifted from her to Adam, who now stood behind her left shoulder. “You’re in luck. There’s one free. Last one on the right.” He held up a key for her to take. “There’s a time limit of an hour. A red light will flash at a ten-minute warning and another when time is up.”

  “An hour will be sufficient. Thank you.”

  She could almost feel the excitement radiating off Adam as they walked down the hallway past the closed doors to their destination. Muffled sounds from the other rooms bled out from beneath the doors. Moans mingled with the slap of leather against skin, each one a fleeting look into the games that were going on.

  The door to their room opened easily, revealing a plain double bed. There were several pillows set on the mattress, covering most of the bottom sheet. She marched into the room, taking note of everything and its position. The toy chest was along the side wall, a water cooler was tucked away in the corner, and there was a collection of restraints dangling from the sides of the bed.

  “This will do.” She crossed her arms and kicked out her hip. “Get on the bed. Hands and knees.”

  Adam, who’d been standing behind her, stepped up so his body pressed against hers. “Yes, Mistress.”

  His skin was warm and his breath tickled the side of her throat. Not quite the complacent sub she’d played with earlier. He was too excited for her tastes, which meant she needed to take him down a few pegs.

  Pegs...now there was an idea.

  Plus, his cock had grown hard and was now pressed against her back. She wasn’t going to deny herself that pleasure, knowing how well that cock felt inside her.

  Turning, she met his gaze and cocked an eyebrow. “Now.”

  The flush that spre
ad across his cheeks was beautiful. “Yes, Ma’am.”

  There was no shyness or hesitation in his movements as he closed the distance between where she stood and the bed. The muscles of his back rippled as he climbed into position, his ass thrust up into the air. He was a beautiful mix of strength and submission—exactly the type of man who turned her on.

  She unzipped and pushed down her leather skirt, leaving in place the corset, lace panties and black high-heeled shoes. “Someone like you always seems to have everything kept together so perfectly. I’m not all that surprised that you have a pretty powerful coping mechanism.”

  He shivered, but didn’t respond.

  “I know we didn’t spend a lot of time together in the office, but now that I know about this side of you, I think there is an opportunity for us to get to know each other. While I do like some variety in my sex life, there is something very appealing about taking control of a man like you.”

  “I live to serve.” And he wiggled his ass.

  She knew he was testing her, seeing how far he could push before he got a reaction from her. She’d done that many times herself when the roles had been reversed. Yup, she was definitely going to enjoy this.

  “You might come to regret those words by the time our hour is up.”

  Making her way over to the toy box, she was pleased to find exactly what she was looking for in the top drawer.

  The strap-on harness was heavy in her hands as she picked it up, the dildo swinging in the air. It was perfect. Not too big that she’d hurt him, but big enough he’d feel it for ages afterward. She didn’t know what his hard limits were, but she had to trust that he’d use his safeword if there was a problem.

  Holding the harness behind her back, she made her way back over to the bed. “I know you like to be useful. It turns you on, doesn’t it?” She stopped beside him where he’d be able to easily see what she was intending to use on him.

  His breathing had grown ragged in the space of the few minutes she’d left him. “Yes, Ma’am. I enjoy being helpful to others.”

  “It turns you on at work sometimes, doesn’t it? I bet you go home at the end of a busy day and get yourself off after having a hard-on all day.” She brought the harness around from behind her back and held it out where he could see. “Tell me.”

  “Yes.” He groaned, his eyes never leaving the dildo. “Yes, I get hard sometimes. Women telling me what to do all day, making them happy. I get rock-hard when I see that look in their eyes, the one that tells me I’ve made them happy. I have to go home and jerk off in the shower.”

  He was so eager to please. It was arousing. “I want to make you happy too. I want to push your limits until you don’t think you can go any further. Then I’m going to push you past.”

  “Please, Tegan. Mistress. I need that.” She wasn’t sure if he was referring to his need to make her happy, or the silicone cock. In a sense, it didn’t matter which, because it was her job to give him both. Her pussy was soaked, her arousal skyrocketing because of his short speech. He wanted to make her happy, got off on it. Fuck, this was going to be explosive.

  “You want to make me happy?” She reached over and grabbed his chin. She pressed her thumb into his cheek, enjoying the feel of his stubble. “If you want any chance of me fucking that sweet ass of yours tonight, then you need to earn it.”

  “Yes, Mistress.” He licked his lips, his gaze flitting down to her pussy. “I’ll do anything you ask.”

  She had a laundry list of things she wanted him to do to her, but from the eager look in his eyes and the way he was staring at her cunt, they were both on the same page as to what his first task would be.

  Lifting her foot so it was on the bed, exposing her pussy to him, she smiled. “I want you to make me come.”

  “Yes, Ma’am.”

  “I don’t want you getting off the bed. And you’re not allowed to come until I say. You should be able to hold back after our earlier session. Understand?”

  He nodded. “I wouldn’t dream of breaking the rules, Mistress.”

  “Good. I expect you to put some effort into this. If I think you’re not doing your best I will walk out of this room and leave you to find another Mistress. Now get to work.”

  Adam shuffled closer to her, but kept his hands on the mattress. Her panties were soaked. She could smell her arousal and could only imagine what she looked like from his perspective. Without using his hands, he pressed his face to the crease of her thigh and tugged at her panties with his teeth. The thin fabric barely moved, but it was enough to send a shiver of pleasure through her as the fabric scraped across her engorged clit.

  “Ma’am, I’d like to eat your pussy. May I remove your panties?”

  God, he was magnificent like this—strong, sexy and begging her for a taste. She cocked her head and gave the request a few moments of consideration.

  “Fine. But I will remove them. I don’t want you damaging my clothing.”

  “I wouldn’t dream of it. Please, Mistress. Allow me.”

  She rolled her eyes, knowing she had every intention of letting him do the task all along. “If you do anything to them, there will be hell to pay.”

  “Of course, Ma’am.”

  He rose to his knees and eased Tegan’s foot from the bed to the floor. Then he carefully slipped her panties over her hips and down her legs. What she wasn’t expecting were the series of small kisses he placed along her stomach and the tops of her thighs. The gentle care he took as he stripped the thin piece of fabric from her body.

  Adam’s gaze was locked on her bare pussy. His fingers kneaded her thighs, digging into her flesh in a way that betrayed his anticipation. “Ma’am, are you ready for me to lick your pussy?”

  Hell, she’d been ready for more than an hour but the anticipation was as much a part of the game as the control and trust. She wanted to stretch things out as long as she could for this second round, knowing after their conversation tomorrow, things might not come to this again.

  “I will allow you to do this. But I don’t want any half-assed attempts. You’d better make me come and come hard. Do you understand?”

  His eyes widened and his breath came out in a series of short gasps. “Yes. Oh, yes, Ma’am. I’ll make you feel so good. I promise.”

  “Don’t disappoint me.” She whispered the words, loving the way he shivered in reaction.

  Not bothering to wait for him, she climbed onto the bed and spread her legs. She was the one in charge, after all. Thankfully, he wasted no time in getting to work. He positioned himself between her thighs, dipped his head and licked a slow path up her pussy. She’d already been more than turned on, so the sensations of his wet tongue against her sensitive clit had her moaning instantly.

  “That’s it, boy. Make me feel good.”

  He dropped to his belly and began to lick her in earnest. Sliding his fingers into her pussy, he began to match the rhythm of his licks with the thrust of his hand. When he’d suck hard on her clit, he’d fan his fingers out wide inside her, stretching her cunt and making her aware of every inch.

  “You taste amazing, Mistress. I could eat you out for hours.”

  Now there was a pleasant thought. Maybe spending more time with Adam was a good idea.

  “Our time is limited here. If you want any chance of feeling that cock in your ass, you better hurry up.”

  He groaned and lowered his head once more. The steady lapping of his tongue, coupled with the heady sounds he made, had her pushed to the edge faster than she would have liked. She really could enjoy making him serve her for hours on end, teasing and loving her body, taking her past the edge of pleasure over and over.

  But not tonight. She had other plans for him.

  When her orgasm welled up, she did nothing to stop its approach. Instead she grabbed hold of his head and held him tight.
As the waves of pleasure crested, she ground her pussy against his mouth, not caring if she was smothering him or not. It was amazing. Her body shook as she moaned. He continued to lick at her until Tegan finally released him and fell back against the pillows.

  “Good boy. That was good.” God, she was going to need a minute to catch her breath.

  “Thank you, Ma’am.”

  “I want you back in position. I think you’ve earned your reward.”

  Even once he did as she asked, Tegan took her time getting up. He really had done an excellent job and her body didn’t want to listen to her orders just then. Still, a newfound wave of energy hit her when she looked up and saw him on all fours, his cock hard and leaking against his belly and his body shaking.

  “You want this badly, don’t you?”

  He nodded so hard, she thought his head was on a spring.

  Walking around to the end of the bed, she bent down and retrieved the strap-on from where it had fallen to the floor. “Well, since you’ve been a good boy, I’ll give it to you. But there is one little thing we need to do first.”

  She retrieved a bottle of lube from the toy chest and squeezed a generous amount onto the palm of her hand. “Have you done this before?”

  “A few times, Ma’am. But it’s been a while.”

  “Then we’ll go slow to start. I’d hate to ruin the fun by hurting you unnecessarily.”

  He lowered his head to the mattress as she pressed a finger into his waiting ass. She’d only done this a few times herself. Normally the men she spent time with weren’t into anal play like this. But she always loved to push herself, explore new boundaries when she could. She squeezed his ass cheek and worked a second finger into him.

  “You’re so tight, hot. I can’t wait to see your ass swallow up my cock.”

  “Yes, Ma’am. It will feel so good.”

  She wasn’t normally an impatient woman, but seeing how quickly he was falling apart beneath her touch was driving her mad. “I’m going to add one more finger, then I’m going to get the harness on.”