by Rita Lawless
“Act like you’re very surprised by the turn of events,” Threadway had said. “Don’t try to probe him for information, because things could turn ugly. Just let the information drop and then change the subject.”
That would be easier said than done, April had told Titan afterward. But she knew Threadway was right. It was best to leave the actual solving of the crime up to the police.
They waited to go to Charlie’s until about nine. When they arrived at the desk, April was thrilled to hear Titan tell the girl he’d reserved the Red Room. That meant the Victorian sofa and, hopefully, the riding crop. She’d gone too long without a spanking, and she needed one badly. She wanted to think about that, and not the real reason they were at Charlie’s.
Before they entered the main club, she heard Titan ask the woman to let Tom know they had arrived. That meant he’d already talked to Tom, and had set this up. She was happy that her lover took charge, and all she had to do was make sure she didn’t say the wrong thing at the wrong time.
They made their way through the main room. As she saw the men and women, it occurred to April that she hadn’t seen Misty in a few days. She needed to call her friend and tell her what had been happening.
They were at the door to the Red Room when Tom appeared. He was dressed casually, in jeans and a button down, and he seemed relaxed, as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Once again, April found it hard to believe that he could have killed Virginia.
The two men shook hands before Tom gently squeezed her upper arm. “I suppose this sort of transfer of power is right for this room, since it’s April’s favorite.”
“Transfer of power?” she said.
“I thought it would be a good idea,” Titan said. “It sort of cements our relationship.”
She wanted to tell him that she didn’t think they needed anything like this. To her, Tom coming in and telling her that she and Titan were a good match was the only transfer of power that was needed.
But then she remembered what they were supposed to be doing. Titan had created a perfect reason for them to be at Charlie’s, and for them to talk to Tom. She wanted to tell him he was brilliant, but that would tip their hat, so she kept her mouth shut.
“Shall we?” Tom opened the door and they all went into the room. As it always did, entering the space made April’s body tingle in anticipation. She put aside the thought she might be in the room with a murderer and concentrated instead on Titan. No matter what happened, she knew he would protect her from any harm.
Once inside, Titan turned to her. “Naked.” The one word made the room feel as if they were in the middle of a volcano. She undressed slowly, folding each piece of clothing and putting it over a chair. Tom had already taken up a place in the other chair.
When she was naked, April turned to Titan. “As you requested,” she said.
“Get me a crop,” he ordered. “Then get your ass on the sofa, in the proper position.”
April hurried to do his bidding. She picked her favorite crop, the one Tom had used on her bottom a few times. She gave it to Titan, then made her way to the sofa. She knelt in the middle, putting her hands on the wooden back. Her ass was in the perfect position now, and she was more than ready to feel the sting of the leather-encased fiberglass rod.
“What a beautiful sight,” Titan said. “Have you been a good girl this week, April? Or have you been bad?”
“Which will get me spanked?” she asked. “If you want a good girl, I’ve been terrific. If you want a bad girl, I’ve broken every rule in the book.”
“Are you being a smart ass?” Titan asked.
“Most definitely,” she replied. “Hopefully, that will make my ass smart, as in—”
“I know exactly what you mean,” Titan said.
He hadn’t taken a step toward her. April sighed softly and gripped the back of the sofa. “I’m sorry, Titan. I’ll watch my mouth. I’ve been a bad girl who needs to be punished for not showing you the proper respect.”
“Very true,” Titan said. “How many strokes do you think you should get?”
“Fifty,” she responded without thinking.
“Too eager,” Titan said. “How about twenty-five instead?”
At the last minute, April bit back a response of, “Are you kidding me?” She knew that would get her even less. Think before you speak, she said to herself. Finally, she voiced the words, “I think you should give me however many strokes you think I deserve, Titan.”
He chuckled. “Good answer. We won’t count, then. I’ll just spank you until your ass is beautifully welted. After that, I might spank you some more. You should be prepared for whatever I want. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He was behind her now, and April felt the wonderful sensation of the crop rubbing against her bottom.
“She has a beautiful backside, doesn’t she?” Titan asked Tom.
“Indeed,” Tom responded.
“Let’s see if we can improve on it.” He stroked the crop across her ass a few more times then started to strike.
April cried out softly as the sensation she loved took over. Titan set up a steady rhythm, building up to strokes that made her toes curl. As was her custom, she mentally counted.
They were at twenty when one hit a spot that made her cry out. Titan delivered ten more before she started to beg for mercy.
“Really?” Titan sounded disappointed, and April knew she needed to suck it up.
“Sorry, Sir. You just happened to catch a soft spot. Please, give me the swats you think I deserve.”
“Oh, I will.” Ten more followed that statement, and then he gave her five, swift swats on her thighs.
Then he walked around to where he was standing in front of her. “That’s a very small sampling of what you should be receiving,” he said, “but I’m going to leave it at that for now. I want you to get up and go to Tom, and thank him for introducing us.”
“Yes, Sir.” April stood and turned. She watched Tom carefully as she walked toward him. His gaze was on her face, and not on her body. His expression was unreadable, and she wondered if he’d meant what he’d said when he came into the store, about being sorry that the two of them were not going to have any more time together.
Then she remembered that he might very well be a murderer. Don’t think about it, she said to herself as she drew nearer to him.
“Tom, I want to thank you, once again, for introducing me to Titan. I know things didn’t work out between the two of us, but I appreciate where I am today, and it’s because of you.”
“You’re welcome, April,” Tom said.
“Get dressed now,” Titan ordered her. “We’re going to go to the house and finish the rest of this in private.”
“Yes, Sir.”
April went to where she’d placed her clothes. Behind her, she heard Titan walking across the floor. She heard him say thanks to Tom, and she imagined the two of them shaking hands.
They talked a few moments about the party, and then she heard Titan bring up Virginia. Once again, she was happy that her lover had taken the lead in a situation she wasn’t sure how to handle.
“It really is sad,” she heard Tom say. “She was so young.”
“Very young,” Titan replied. “I’ve talked to the police quite a bit, since she and I did a lot of work together.”
A lot of work was pushing it, April thought, but she stayed silent, and continued to dress very slowly.
“The police have questioned me because of it.” There he was again, leaving her out of the conversation.
“They have?” Tom sounded more than a little curious.
“Threadway, the detective, told me they’d found a cache of movies, photos and such under the floorboards of her house. I can’t believe that Virginia would be involved in something so underhanded as blackmail, but that’s what he said. You know he actually had the nerve to ask me if I’d be in any of those videos?”
“No way,” Tom said. She could hear t
he concern in his voice.
“He came over the other night to tell me they were going back this weekend to look for more. Seems to me they could have done a better job the first time and gotten it all. That’s pretty sad.”
Tom muttered his agreement, and then April gasped when Titan called her name. “What is taking you so long? I have things set up at home for us. Hurry it up.”
“Yes, Sir.” April put it into high gear. She finished dressing, then crossed to Titan’s side.
“Thanks for letting us use the room for a little while,” Titan said. “We might make this a habit.”
“It’s always open to you,” Tom said. Was it her imagination, or did his voice sound strained?
They said their goodbyes and went to the car. “The seed is planted,” Titan said as he started the engine. “Let’s see if he takes it.”
He didn’t back out, and she turned to him. “Something else?”
“Yes, you didn’t get a very good spanking,” he said. “It was more of a fake spanking. When we get home, I want you to go to the den, strip and get into position on the ottoman. You’re going to get a real spanking then.”
She couldn’t help but smile. “Thank you, Sir.”
***
The ottoman was soft under her hands and knees. April felt cocooned in warmth and safety in Titan’s house. It helped immensely that he was standing behind her. This time he had a leather belt in his hand, and not a crop.
“You did very well tonight,” he said softly. “You were very submissive and let me control the situation. That means that things turned out perfectly, and Tom didn’t suspect a thing.”
“I hope not,” she said. “Do you think he’s going to—”
“Shush,” Titan said. “No more Tom, Virginia or Threadway. You need a spanking, since you really didn’t get one tonight. You got a little bit of a warm up. Now’s the time for the good, hard feel of leather against your beautiful, curvy ass.”
“Curvy?” She turned her head slightly to look at him.
“You know I love your curves,” he said. “Which means what?”
April giggled. “You love my ass?”
“Very much,” Titan confirmed. “It’s a perfect behind, and, as far as I’m concerned, it’s on the perfect woman.”
April shivered at his words. “Titan, I—”
“Shush. Later.” He rubbed his hand against her ass. “Are you ready for your spanking?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Three soft swipes of the belt against her ass was the only warning before Titan laid down a hard slap. The leather landing against the welts she’d received earlier that night ignited the painful pleasure April adored. There was no time for her to count the number of swats, because they came so fast.
Excitement built inside her as he spanked her. The need for release was strong, and April fought to keep her hand in place, instead of letting it slip between her legs so she could push things along.
But it turned out that she didn’t have to fight long. Titan gave her a slap that made her body shake. “Put your fingers on your clit, April, and come for me while I spank you. Come hard, and come more than once if you can.”
“Yes, Sir!” She immediately followed his instructions, her fingers sliding through her wet folds until she found her swollen clit.
Titan continued to spank her as she rubbed, and her orgasm slammed into her mere moments after she started. “Titan!” she screamed as intense pleasure engulfed her. Her insides tightened and her fingers continued to move. A second peak started, and then ebbed off just a little. Titan continued to let the leather fly. April’s fingers sought just the right spot again, and she found success moments later.
This time, she couldn’t keep on her knees. She tumbled to her side, and the leather hit a spot it never had before.
“Baby, I’m sorry.” He sat down next to her and stroked her thigh. “Are you okay?”
“Not… sure.”
He continued to caress her side, his touch gentle. “Tell me, sweet April, exactly what it feels like.”
It was hard to put the feelings into words. She tried to think fast, but it was hard. She wanted to say something that would make her writer lover proud. It took a few moments before she said, “It’s like someone wrapped me in chocolate and then heated my body until I was on fire, a good fire. It’s sensual and… just incredible.”
“Very good, sweet one.” He kissed her shoulder. “Are you ready for me inside you?”
“Oh yes,” she murmured. “Please.”
“Roll onto your belly.” His soft words were in such a contrast to the harsh spanking he’d just given her. She did as he said, spreading her legs to give him easier access. She’d worry about cleaning the furniture tomorrow, because she knew it would be necessary.
“Stay still while I undress,” he ordered.
Listening to the rustle of his clothing as she lay there, waiting for him, was as erotic as the spanking had been. Her nerves were on fire, her body more than ready to accept him.
The ottoman dipped down as he settled himself over her. She felt pressed into its softness, with Titan’s hard body behind her.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered against her ear.
“Fuck me,” she said, undulating into him to enforce her words.
“I can feel your warm ass against me,” he said. “It reminds me of your spanking, of how much you like to feel the lash, of how you submit to the feelings it brings.”
April gripped the soft material under her hand. Titan’s words brought the need for him full circle. She felt as if he were giving her not only his body, but also his mind, his words, and his feelings. And she wanted to give him all those things in return.
He wasn’t inside her yet; instead, he was poised at the entrance, the thickness of his cock pressing into her swollen, wet entrance. “Take me,” he said. “Take all of me.”
“Yes,” she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
He pushed inside and April felt as if she might close around him, wanting to keep him there forever. “April,” he said. “This is it for me. You’re the only person I want to be inside.”
Tears sprung to her eyes as his words settled in her mind. He started to move and she turned her head ever so slightly so he could kiss her. She hoped it was the only answer he needed. She felt the same way.
He was the only man she’d ever want inside her. He moved in and out, slowly, building the desire she felt. She knew another orgasm was out of the question, but the feelings he stirred inside her helped her to join with him, to feel him thicken inside her as he spilled out, with only one word on his lips.
“April.”
It was all she needed to hear.
***
“I made pancakes,” she said the next morning as she carried a tray into the bedroom. Titan was still in bed, buried under the covers. But she had to get to the store and open it in an hour, which meant she’d been up for a while, had showered and made sure to make him breakfast.
“Don’t open today,” he said.
“I’m open from ten to three on Saturdays,” she said. “After that I have to hit some garage sales to try and stock up, remember?” She placed the tray on the bedside table. “You want to go with me?”
“I’ll be there,” he grumbled.
She leaned over to kiss him, savoring the taste of his tongue in her mouth. She wanted to do as he said, stay at home with him and not open the store. But that would mean loss of business, and she couldn’t afford that.
April was about to explain herself when her cell phone rang. She checked the ID. It was Threadway. She answered, putting it on speaker.
“Not sure what you said to him, but it worked like a charm,” the detective said. “He showed up at Virginia’s house about one. We waited until he’d broken in to arrest him. He spilled his guts, saying he hadn’t meant to murder her, but she wanted to find a few more people to blackmail, so they could make more money.”
April’s
warm feeling disappeared. “I can’t believe it.”
“I don’t think it was a false confession,” Threadway said. “It’s up to the courts now. If he’s indicted, all we’ll have to do is wait for a trial. My part is over.”
“Will we have to testify?” she asked. She didn’t want to voice her feelings, about how the man she’d trusted to spank her turned out to be a murderer. It was best, she thought, to try and sort out her feelings later.
“Probably not,” Threadway answered. “It’s been interesting. Maybe I’ll see you two in the future.”
He clicked off almost as soon as they’d both said yes.
“He needs a woman,” April said. “I know Misty’s been with him, but I think we should push to get them together on a regular basis. What do you think?”
“I think playing matchmaker is a dangerous business,” Titan said. “But if it turns out badly, it gives me a reason to spank you.”
April laughed. “You don’t need a reason. I’m willing to take a spanking from you any day, Titan. Any day.”
The End
Rita Lawless
Rita Lawless grew up with her time divided between Colorado and Texas. A lifelong reader, Rita started writing after characters invaded her mind and refused to leave until she told their stories. A former teacher, she now spends her time at the keyboard and playing with her family of felines.
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