by Bowles, Jan
A soft, compliant mew melted from her. “Matthew, please.”
He slowly, oh so slowly, lowered the zip securing her black pencil skirt. The curve of her womanly hips and the soft swell of her belly came into view as she helpfully lifted her ass from the mattress so he could peel it from her. The sight of the tiny black G-string barely covering her baby smooth pussy made his cock rock hard with sexual need. “Do you know how much I want you, Kelly?”
“Yes, of course I do,” she hissed. “But I want you even more.”
Her sexily spoken words made his prick twitch in his pants. Sexual anticipation mounting, he yanked the flimsy G-string to one side and gently kissed her perfectly smooth pubic bulge. “I adore this part of your body. But first I need to undress you properly.” He feathered tiny butterfly kisses to her stomach, trailing his saliva to the edge of her pink satin blouse. Matthew paused at her delicate navel, before swirling his tongue deep inside her feminine indentation, enjoying the sexy little animal noises that hitched in her throat.
Just two buttons held her silk blouse together. He popped each one in turn, then slowly smoothed the delicate material aside with his hands, revealing her large full breasts held tightly in a sexy black bra. They heaved voluptuously with her increased breathing, almost bursting from their lacey prison.
He kissed her lips as he released the front fastener, allowing her wonderful tits their freedom.
Matthew knew it was time to ease the pressure of the last few days. Kelly needed it, and frankly he did, too. That was why they were great together. They each brought something special to the relationship. He needed her compliance, her beauty, her wit, her down-to-earth personality, and she needed his guidance, his dominance, and his unwavering strength in adversity.
“Want to play a game to put all this worry behind us?”
“What sort of game?”
“Reward and denial.” He wanted to coax Kelly just a bit further into the lifestyle. Up until now he’d softened his techniques with her, but now was the time to show her that sexual pleasure could be enhanced by pain. If she didn’t like it, she only had to use her safeword.
“Sounds interesting, but what is it?”
“You get to have as many orgasms as you can, and I have to stop you from achieving them.”
“How can you stop me coming?”
“With a flogger, a strap, my fingers, and my tongue.” He licked his lips momentarily and wiggled his eyebrows.
“Mmm, my favorite things.” A smile settled on her beautiful face. “I won’t be able to stop coming if you use any of those. You’re gonna lose.”
“Ah, but you underestimate your Master, princess. Mistake, big mistake.” As their relationship progressed, he’d learned that Kelly had acquired a love of the flogger, the strap, and of course himself. She certainly enjoyed having her ass spanked, and he knew the low level of pain he inflicted turned her on.
Now was the time to raise the stakes, and show her that a higher level of pain could enhance their D/s lifestyle. After all, pain and pleasure were so intricately woven together as to be virtually indistinguishable from one another.
“Allow me to explain, my slave. There is only one rule in the game of reward and denial. The rule is this. You must tell me when you’re about to climax. I then, have to try and stop you. If I succeed I win the game. If you climax you win. Do we have a deal?”
A sensuous “I’m gonna win” smile drifted to her lips. “You bet.”
“Then slip your panties off. I need to sensitize your clit.”
“What with?”
Matthew summoned up a slightly sterner demeanor. “The time for questioning is over. The contract is already in force.” He pulled open a drawer in the bedside table, and took out a small plastic tube roughly half the size of a hypodermic syringe. He turned back to her and held it up.
“What the hell is that?”
“You’ll find out soon enough. Now get those panties off. Don’t make me tell you again.”
“If you insist, Sir,” she murmured seductively, wriggling out of her barely-there G-string. With a beaming smile to her face, she threw them at him. He laughed as the scrap of lace glanced off his chest and then fell sexily to the floor.
“That’s no way to treat your Master. Come here.” Matthew firmly took hold of her feet.
She thrashed her legs about, completely at his mercy. “That tickles, Sir, please don’t.”
“Hold still.” He slowly drifted his hands up her legs, spreading her thighs wider until his head was level with her beautiful, smooth pussy. Her feminine folds opened up before him like the petals of an exquisite tropical flower. Kelly was perfect in every way. He couldn’t resist running his tongue along the entire length of her slit, enjoying the satisfying hitch in her throat as he reached her clit. She tasted divine, and he hungrily sucked and licked her womanly pearl, feeling the very essence of her sexual being, engorge and ripen in his mouth.
When he lifted his head from her feminine wetness and glanced up, Kelly lay on her back, her body arched, the muscles of her slender neck stretched in ecstasy. This perfect woman blew him away every time.
“Oh, God, please.” Kelly’s whimpers of ecstasy grew more vocal as he placed the small suction device over of her sexual nub. He loved seeing the essence of her womanhood helplessly constrained by the clear plastic tube. He looked directly into her wondrous silver eyes and began sucking the air out, creating a vacuum.
“Please, Sir, please.”
When her clit swelled to two or three times its normal size, he rolled a flexible rubber ring down the outside of the device. It slipped off the bottom of the tube and tightly squeezed the base of her clit, trapping the blood within. When he removed the pump, her clit remained huge and engorged, the sensitive bead protruding from its protective hood. This would keep her arousal on high alert.
Using an index finger, Matthew teased the tender, pulsing nub, savoring the submissive whimpers of wanton desire that drifted from her parted lips. In an obvious state of sexual arousal, her upper body lifted repeatedly from the bed. Her breasts thrusting skyward in pleasurable surrender, while her stomach softly undulated. “Sir, that feels so, so good.” When he traced the outline of her vulnerable clit with his tongue, he heard her suck in a deep almost uncontrollable breath, and knew she was close to orgasm.
Kelly’s incredible silver eyes widened when he reached into the drawer for a second time, and pulled out a sizeable dildo. Matthew pushed it deep into her lovely wet pussy, enjoying the site of it disappearing from view. He then cupped her breasts, and began massaging the nipples until they formed into hardened peaks. His woman had a beautiful figure and he took the opportunity to adore every glorious part of her as she writhed beneath his touch.
“Sir, please, Sir, I’m coming.”
He flicked her painfully exposed nub with a finger once more. She immediately tensed, her body arching rigid as the pain pushed her orgasm back down, leaving her unfulfilled and still on the edge. He smiled into her eyes, savoring her groan of frustration.
She licked her lips. “Wicked, Master.”
“What can I say. I have a devious streak, that’s why you love me so much.”
Eager to escalate the play, he trailed his favorite flogger over her succulent, ripe breasts. Love juice trickled provocatively down the inside of her thighs. Her breathing became even more of a pant, and he knew she was aroused all over again. That was the wonderful thing about Kelly. She just loved the flogger.
Matthew let the fronds caress her creamy thighs and breasts, leaving telltale pink traces on her skin. Each time the leather tresses flailed her beautiful flesh, she arched toward the perverse pleasure, wanting more. Breathing heavily, her head fell back causing her lustrous raven-black hair to cascade over her shoulders.
A submissive plea erupted from deep within her. “Sir, it’s there. It’s right there. Please allow me to come. Please.”
His heart raced away. It was as out of control as Kelly’s. When he t
ouched the tip of the flogger to her super-engorged clit, she jolted in surprise, and he could see her emotions struggling to balance the intoxicating cocktail of pleasure and pain. In the end pain won through, denying her the orgasm she so desperately craved, leaving her sobbing in frustration.
“I can’t stand this. Let me climax, please.”
Totally in his element, and in complete control of the beautiful sub before him, Matthew tossed the flogger aside. He then ripped off his T-shirt and threw it to the floor with a roar that emphasized just how all-powerful and conquering he felt. Pure sexual energy flooded his veins, making his cock fill with blood. His woman, the woman he loved with every breath that he took, was powerful in her own right, yet here she lay, totally reliant on him and his mercy.
Matthew circled her slender waist with his palms, then skimmed his fingers over her silky hourglass curves. He rolled his thumbs over her tight pebbled nipples, before dipping down and swirling his tongue over the prominent peaks. How would she react? He could almost taste her dilemma. Ultimately, pleasure would override the pain, and her orgasm, when it broke, would be monumental. This last step could only be learned by experiencing it for herself. This final taboo was the ultimate gift he could give her.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Kelly’s body cried out for release, but she knew deep down that Matthew hadn’t finished with her yet. He strutted purposefully across the room, and she watched in awe as he picked a leather strap from his impressive collection. Just looking at this beautiful man turned her on. Completely in his element, Matthew was simply magnificent. His perfectly toned torso glistened with perspiration, while his muscle development was strong and commanding, and his hair wonderfully disheveled.
Every time they played he upped the stakes. This time, with the blood flow to her clit constricted, her arousal was off the scale. Filled with the large dildo, her pussy felt supercharged, making her feminine juices coat the tops of her thighs.
No man had ever treated her like this, and she loved every minute of it. Matthew gave her exactly what she craved. He guided and controlled her, making her feel vulnerable and sexy, something which had been missing from all her previous relationships. Those guys were too in love with Kelly McCloud, the daughter of the legendary Digger McCloud. Matthew just loved Kelly—the simple girl from Providence, Rhode Island.
Kneeling between her legs, he cupped her chin and angled her face to his. As his gorgeous green eyes gazed into hers, he grazed his thumb over her lower lip. “Think you can handle the strap?”
He was teasing her, and she knew it. Apart from the flogger, the strap was her favorite implement of pleasure. “Sir, you know the strap makes me come.”
“Turn over and lie on your stomach.”
When she did as he commanded, he began lashing her bare butt with the strap. It felt wonderful. The heady mixture of pleasure and pain was indescribable. Soon a warm glow began spreading into her stomach. It made her pussy tighten around the dildo between her legs. Each time she rocked from the force of the lash, the sex toy pulsed inside her. It was exquisite—the sting of the strap and the sensuous feel of the phallus. Secured by the tight band, her imprisoned clit throbbed relentlessly, reminding her by its very presence that she needed sexual release.
Inevitably, the intoxicating sensation of the strap marking her naked ass brought her back to the edge of the abyss. “Sir, I’m begging you. I’m so close. Please allow me to come.” She hoped he would take pity on her.
“Wait, my slave.” Matthew roughly rolled her onto her back, and squeezed her clit hard between his finger and thumb. Her whole body trembled, and she held herself rigid as the sheer pain forced her imminent orgasm away. A tear of frustration seeped from the corner of her eye, and she whimpered her disappointment.
Matthew’s green eyes were ablaze with passion as he stared directly at her. “You haven’t earned it yet.” His voice was deep, and arguably the sexiest she’d ever heard. He was all masculine Alpha, and she couldn’t take her gaze from his strong, rugged features carved from life and experience.
In awe, she watched him place the strap on the bedside table before he authoritatively shrugged off his jeans. Anticipation flooded her mind. His cock looked huge, the biggest she’d ever seen it. Clearly turned on by the scene, arousal dripped from the purple crown.
Keeping his weight from her, he knelt between her legs and gazed down into her eyes. “You’re so close aren’t you?” he whispered, brushing a perspiration-soaked hair from the corner of her mouth. He dipped his head and gave her the sweetest of kisses.
“Yes, Sir. I’m so close.” She was aware that her voice sounded like a child’s. How many more orgasms would he deny her?
He removed the dildo, and then replaced it with his fingers. “Princess, you naughty, naughty girl, you’re so wet. Do you deserve to climax?”
“Yes, Sir, please, Sir, I’ll be extra good, Sir.”
He kissed her lips, exploring them with his tongue, all the time sliding his fingers deep inside her pussy, manipulating her both physically and psychologically. Surely he wouldn’t stop her climaxing again? Would he?
“Easy,” he murmured as her breathing increased dramatically. He rubbed his thumb over her swollen clit, and she bucked and writhed from the pleasure mixed with pain.
“Sir, my clit is so tender, please.”
Pain was winning the battle over pleasure, pushing her arousal back down, but she figured he was feeling benevolent, when he lessened the pressure on her nub allowing her arousal to peak once more.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
Her heart banged so hard in her chest she feared it might escape completely. Kelly raised her eyes slowly to his. Matthew looked magnificent. His broad chest spanned out, filling her vision, while powerful biceps kept his weight from her. His stomach undulated with desire, and his cock lay poised, ready to fuck her at any moment.
Every time he touched her clit it felt almost unbearable, but in a good way. Just what would happen when his magnificent weight lay over her? A shiver of anticipation flooded through her, making her lower lip quiver. “Sir, my clit’s still restrained. It’s going to hurt. I know it is.”
“Look at me.” He tenderly brushed the hair from her eyes.
His rugged features sat so well on his beautiful face. The deep lines etched around his mouth only added to his appeal. When she stared into his wonderful green irises, the room disappeared. It was just the two of them, totally engrossed in each other.
High on arousal she haltingly spoke his name. “Sir…I need…you.”
“I know. Do you trust me, princess?”
“Totally, and without question.” She realized that she trusted him implicitly. She would do anything this man of hers demanded. She loved him. “Master, I would never deny you.”
Matthew stared into her eyes as he moved a hand under her butt. Using the other to support his weight, he kissed her lips, filling her with his huge cock, burying himself deep inside her with one fluid movement. She cried out euphorically as his prick slid over her supersensitive pearl. Her nipples chaffed against his powerful broad chest as his body glided over hers. She never imagined it could feel so good.
Lying beneath the man she loved, the sudden surge of clitoral stimulation finally sent her over the edge. The world stopped spinning. Lights dimmed and receded. Kaleidoscopic colors flashed at the back of her eyes. Her pussy spasmed so brutally, it felt like it was about to twist from her body. Sheer white noise filled her senses, overwhelming everything around her. It was so loud it invaded every part of her very being. It was only then that she realized that it was the sound of her own voice screaming with orgasmic pleasure.
“Oh…my…God. Oh…my…God.” Kelly clung to him, brushing her lips against the stubble of his cheek, holding his broad shoulders in her arms, as her pussy pulsed and throbbed around him. “Oh, my God…I’m still coming.”
Matthew began making bold inward thrusts, pumping his cock harder and faster inside her. He used
such force, and such vigor, it felt like a vortex had opened up and sucked her in. His stomach muscles flexed repeatedly, and sweat trickled in a meandering pattern through his abs, before dripping down to his navel. This was her man, he possessed her, he controlled her, he mastered her, but he also loved her, cherished her, honored her, and at this precise moment in time she had no doubt he would give his life for her, too. She surrendered to the incredible, mind-blowing knowledge that this man had changed her world forever. He’d freed her from the shackles of the past. He’d taught her how to enjoy life, but most of all he’d taught her how to let go and love.
Kelly raised her butt from the bed as he powered into her, ensuring her supersensitive clit received the full force of his lunges. “So good,” she whimpered, surrendering to yet another orgasmic trip into pure heaven. Barely able to comprehend what was happening, she watched Matthew’s face fracture with pleasure as he reared up and filled her one final time. His eyelids slid shut and his body jerked as his seed pulsed magnificently inside her willing body.
Epilogue
Later that evening at Club Submission
Matthew held Kelly possessively around the waist as he guided her toward the bar.
Todd came across to them as she slid elegantly onto a stool. “What can I get you, boss?” He had a cloth in his hand, and buffed the glossy black counter to a mirror-like shine as he spoke.
“Ask me again in five minutes.”
Todd looked puzzled but moved along the bar to serve someone else.
Matthew drew in a ragged breath. There was no going back now. He would lay his soul on the line for this lady. He pulled up a stool and sat down next to her. The sex they’d shared just a few short hours ago made everything finally click into place. Kelly was the perfect woman, and he loved her. She gave him exactly what he needed, her love and unconditional surrender, and in return he gave her the freedom to let go, and be true to herself. Feeling a little nervous, he took hold of her tiny hand and gently kissed each delicate finger in turn. He opened his mouth and then closed it again. Shit, this was harder than he’d imagined.
