A Princess Submits [Safeword LLC 4] (Siren Publishing Sensations)

by Peyton Elizabeth

  “I–I’m not sure how I feel, Sir.”

  “I like honesty,” Landon said, his deep tenor making her feel as if someone had placed a heating pad on particular areas of her skin. Because his right hand still held her chin, she jumped when she felt his left glide his fingers through her folds. She couldn’t contain the gasp that escaped her lips or the moan that followed. “And I also see that although you seem quite confused on your emotions right now, your body is having no such trouble. Ask me properly how my day was.”

  “H–how was your day, Sir?” Lisa asked, knowing her attention was deviating again. His fingers were casually caressing her clit, and she felt her pussy clinch. She couldn’t prevent her hips from tilting forward an inch.

  “I found I had trouble concentrating today, princess,” Landon murmured, not stopping his onslaught of pleasure. “Similar to how you are now. Since this week is intended to familiarize you with our expectations, I will explain daily the rules that you will be given. After I have told you and I feel that you understand how to behave, you will be disciplined should you not obey. The most vital that you come to understand is that your body belongs to us. We will touch you whenever and however we wish and you are to welcome it. You are to accept what we give you and relish in our attention. You are not to move your hips begging for more.”

  Lisa felt her cheeks flush. Her breathing became labored and her body felt as if it were being electrified. She stopped moving her hips and felt herself grow light-headed at the pleasure he was giving her. She squeezed her fingers to prevent herself from shifting.

  “You’re making this about sex, when it is anything but. This is about your mental state and the decision to relinquish all control. Let your mind go blank, let your stress level ease, and just listen to my voice. Your body is now ours. It’s that simple.”

  Was it really? As her thoughts started to filter back into her head, it dawned on Lisa that she had done exactly that for a few brief moments. She’d allowed herself to just feel what he was doing and shut off the ramblings that usually overtook her when she arrived home. And it had felt great.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  As her eyes were still focused on Landon, it was hard to miss the smile that radiated across his face. Pride filled her chest, making it hard to inhale. The meetings, the upcoming charity events, her father—it all fell away as she said those two words.

  “Stand, face away, and then bend over, grabbing your ankles. You will find that Owen loves anal play, and after this week, he will want you prepared to take him whenever and wherever of his choosing. Seeing as you have had no experience in this area, it is better to start your training now.”

  Lisa stood on unsteady legs, partly due to the fact she’d been sitting on her calves and partly due to his talk of anal play. Was he talking about using a butt plug? She’d read about them, had wanted to experiment with them, but had never had the courage to buy one even online. As if it would arrive at her front door in a package marked Depraved requiring a signature. Was she ready for a butt plug? She had to suppress a giggle that she even thought of that question, considering she’d handed over her body to them. They were the ones to decide if she was ready. Once she felt she had her bearings, Lisa bent at the waist and grabbed her ankles.

  “The plug is small in size,” Landon said, as she heard a click. What was he doing? Her hair was draped on the floor and she tightened her fingers into her ankles, trying to remember not to move. She wanted—needed—to accept what he was about to do. Within the span of ten minutes, she’d gone from thinking and worrying about every detail to just fretting over the simplest order. She felt lighter mentally, yet physically she knew she needed some sort of release. It didn’t matter that she didn’t know what it felt like, as she just craved it. She heard another click before he spoke again. “I’ve applied enough lube to where you will be comfortable, but not enough that the plug will slip out of you. I want you to relax and push your anus out. Show me that your body wants what I am offering you.”

  His words created goose bumps down her spine. Lisa felt the cold tip of the plug and was glad she didn’t know what it looked like, for she might have panicked. For the first time, she felt her sphincter separate as something was inserted. Landon had placed his palm on her lower back, the warmth of his hand in direct contrast to the chill of the lubricant. The feeling was foreign, yet not unpleasant until he slid it in a little farther. A slight stinging sensation blossomed and although she didn’t stop pushing out, Lisa had stopped breathing.

  “I’m not going to draw this out, princess. I will continue to push this plug into you until the base is snug. It’s small and nowhere near the size that you will eventually become accustomed to, so I suggest you breathe through it and continue to push out.”

  Lisa had only heard that tone a few times since last night, but she knew that he wasn’t going to be dissuaded. Parting her lips, she started to take shallow breaths as she felt the unrelenting plug going deeper without pause. The sting had intensified to a burn and right when she was about to cry out, she felt her sphincter grab a hold of something.

  “Very good, princess,” Landon murmured, his hand rubbing across her lower back. “Stand and face me.”

  Lisa slowly stood, although wasn’t quite sure what to think about the foreign sensation in her ass. The burn was still there, yet it wasn’t painful. Was it possible she could learn to like ass-play? It was hard to describe, but by the time she turned and faced Landon, she was wondering what his next order would be. Would he now touch her and relieve this deep ache in her pussy? Should she tell him now that she’d never experienced release?

  “You have a pensive look on your face that shouldn’t be there,” Landon said, taking his thumb and brushing it against her brow. Was she that easy to read? “What has you worried? Maybe if we take one worry at a time, you can eventually just give yourself over to us and just be as you dream of being.”

  “You said you appreciated honesty, Sir,” Lisa whispered, not exactly sure what to do with her hands and needing to feel her ring. She brought her fingers in front of her and felt an immediate sense of calm when she felt the smooth silver. “I, ah, don’t know if you read my entire application, but since you haven’t mentioned it—”

  “Are you worried about achieving an orgasm? And place your hands behind your back, now.”

  Lisa stopped worrying with her ring and did as he ordered, but she couldn’t contain her surprise that he was well aware of her failure to attain relief. They had read her file thoroughly. Did that mean they weren’t worried about it? All thought left her head as both of his hands cupped her breasts, lifting them lightly. He brushed his thumbs across her nipples and continued to make a circular motion. Her breathing, once again, became irregular as her body was subjected to intense pleasure. Landon seemed to be waiting for an answer, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what he’d asked.

  Her eyes become unfocused as he prolonged his caress across her sensitive nipples. She kept repeating the mantra of accepting what he gave her and felt pride that she didn’t shift her position. The pleasure spread until her breasts felt full and tiny shockwaves traveled through the nerves, lighting up her clit. A dull throbbing had settled in the engorged flesh, mingling with the burning the plug had created in her anus.

  “Princess, you’re home. All worries are to be left at the door, and that includes sexual anxieties. Those are now in my hands. Right now, we are going to retire onto the patio and have a light snack before Owen comes home. I have a feeling you are going to need your strength.”

  * * * *

  Lisa listened to the light wind ruffling the leaves above, a peace settling over her that she’d only ever fantasized about. If she opened her eyes, she knew she would see the sun setting over the lake and the swans gliding through the water side by side. Owen was sitting in the patio chair, while Landon was relaxed in the other and tenderly stroking her hair. A black, satin pillow had been placed on the ground next to his chair so that
she would be comfortable as she laid her head on his leg.

  Owen had arrived to find the two of them on the large shaded patio. Landon had hand fed her pieces of fruit and cheese, providing her sweet tea in between bites. The staff had been milling about, providing them with everything they needed, which actually aided in her comfort level. She wasn’t quite so shy about her nudity, especially since they accepted it like nothing was out of the ordinary. She hadn’t been sure what to expect when Landon had led her out here, but being taken care of by him in such an intimate fashion was celestial. Lisa had never known such peace.

  “We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow,” Owen said. Lisa peered through her lashes to see him taking a swallow of his iced tea. “You’ve done remarkably well your first evening, Lisa. I understand there is one thing we must take care of, though.”

  Lisa raised her head in question, but didn’t say anything. She found she liked listening to them and remaining quiet. It was refreshing that she didn’t need to work at being interesting or compete for time in an effort to be accepted or recognized as a valuable partner. She wasn’t slighted for not talking. She participated by being with them and being touched. It almost felt as if she were experiencing a dream. And although her mind was still restful and content, her body was nevertheless heightened by the pleasure of their warmth. Were they about to touch her? Would she find release?

  “Stand and walk over to me.” Owen waited while she did his bidding. At first, she found herself reaching for her ring, but caught herself in time. Lisa slowly reached behind her and clasped her wrists. Her nipples immediately puckered, and the dull ache that encompassed her pussy turned into an all-out throb. “Landon mentioned that you know the rules of accepting our touch. No movement, although I would love to hear your cries for more. I am going to use one finger, and you will come when we say you can come. The benefit of you not experiencing an orgasm before is that it gives us the ability to control them. We decide when you receive pleasure and when you receive pain.”

  Lisa felt like she was going to hyperventilate. He hadn’t even touched her, yet her body felt pulled toward some precipice about to fall. They had the ability to affect her in a way no one else ever had. He spoke of pleasure and pain, yet she couldn’t wrap her mind around the last part. It also was in the back of her mind, as she was focused on him, that he said he was only going to use one finger. She’d been involved with a couple of men in her lifetime, and if they couldn’t give her an orgasm with their cocks, how could Owen do it with just his one finger?

  “Spread your feet shoulder width apart,” Landon said, his deep voice next to her ear. He’d come up behind her and his hands on her arms let her know he controlled her movement. “Accept what we give you.”

  Lisa bit her lip when she felt Owen’s index finger glide through her folds. She blushed at the realization that she was dripping wet with anticipation. His pad rubbed her clit momentarily before returning to her entrance. Slowly, he pushed his finger into her pussy. Her hearing suddenly seemed distant as she stood still and received his stroke. Landon reached around her and took one nipple in his fingers and gently rolled it.

  They were gradual with their touch, which somehow made her body tighten even more. She wanted them to go fast, but remembered that she was only to receive. Lisa relaxed against Landon’s chest, allowing him to hold her weight and greedily took what they provided her. Owen dragged his finger out of her pussy and used her cream to slither his finger over her clit in small circles. His movements were as slow as Landon’s were, yet her response was instant. When he pressed harder, Lisa couldn’t prevent her hips from pushing forward to receive more. All contact ceased, and she was bent forward with Owen holding her neck.

  Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

  “Are you to move?” Landon asked, his voice cutting through the blood rushing through her ears. His palm was now rubbing her ass where his spanking had landed. It had all happened so quick, that Lisa wasn’t sure what to think. “Are you to decide how we touch you?”

  “No, Sir!” Lisa cried out, her hands now on Owen’s knees.

  Their touch had felt so good. How was she to prevent her body from taking over? It was then that she realized her ass was producing spasms around the plug. The sting had turned into a warming sensation and she wouldn’t have minded more. Elation filled her as she recognized she was more turned on now than she’d ever been.

  “Lick your cream from my finger, and then you may stand and resume your position,” Owen demanded. Lisa had never tasted herself. She lifted her head and opened her mouth, accepting the strong tangy taste of herself, licking the juice from his offered finger. When Lisa was back in place, Owen gathered more cream and proceeded to manipulate her clit as before. Landon’s fingers found their place around her nipples and began to roll the nubs in the slow manner she had become accustomed to. As she fell back into that trance, Owen continued speaking. “You have asked us to take over your body. You have relinquished all control to us. You have no responsibility but to just exist.”

  Exist. That was it, Lisa thought. As they took her higher and higher to a place she’d never been, she finally felt like she existed—and it was wonderful. Although they never increased their speed, Owen manipulated her clit in tiny circles while Landon started to extend her nipples. The different sensations made her want to move, but the lingering warmth on her ass reminded her that she was to just feel. Her hearing became faint as tiny flashes of light started to appear behind her closed eyelids.

  “Do not come yet, princess,” Landon murmured. His breath was hot against her ear. “Let us carry you farther.”

  Lisa wasn’t sure that was possible, but she tried to stem off the wave of pleasure that seemed to be taking her over. A small electrified current started to run up the inside of her left leg. The longer Owen stimulated her clit in the same dreamy manner, the higher the undercurrent ran. Something cut through the rushing sound in her ears, and she realized that the cries were coming from her.

  “That’s right, princess. Let us hear you.”

  Although Owen never released his pressure on her clit, his other hand had reached under her and gripped the base of her plug. When he pressed against it, the electrical tide zipped up her leg and collided with her clit. She lost her breath.

  “Come for us,” Landon whispered, tightly pinching her nipples.

  Her entire being exploded! The white flashes behind her eyes became colorful. Spasms rocked her pussy. Her anus seized the plug with a grip that reignited the original burn. Her engorged clit swelled underneath Owen’s touch and her nipples throbbed in time with her heartbeat.

  Lisa wasn’t sure how she ended up on Owen’s lap, but she didn’t care. She snuggled into him, pressing her nose against his neck and inhaling his enticing cologne. So that’s what it felt like to come, she thought. She smiled into his neck and allowed the comforting darkness to envelop her.

  Chapter Nine

  “Dad, I told you that I have plans.” Lisa opened the back of her car and placed her briefcase on the seat. Slamming the door, she opened the driver’s side and slid in behind the steering wheel. The stifling heat immediately blanketed her, raising her annoyance to another level. “I spoke with Stewart this morning. There is no loophole that would allow me to give you money, regardless of what Harvey is telling you. And to tell you the truth, Dad, you have enough funds to carry you through retirement.”

  “I’m not ready to retire, Lisa. I still have a lot of ideas to contribute and those positions require capital. I would think you would want to help me get this off the ground.”

  “It’s not that I don’t want to, but my hands are tied.”

  “What about I get Harvey to call Stewart? Do you think that will help?”

  “We’ll discuss this later,” Lisa said, turning the key in the ignition. “Right now, I’m late for an engagement. I love you, Daddy. Bye.”

  Lisa swiped the bar on her screen, effectively ending the call. She hated not telling her father abo
ut Owen and Landon but knew that now wasn’t the time. The week had gone by in the blink of an eye and with every passing day, she found herself happier than she’d ever been. Walking through those doors was like entering paradise. All of her worries, fears, and doubts were left at the front door to be dealt with in the morning.

  As she drove out of the hospital parking lot, Lisa thought back on the week and this past weekend. Owen and Landon hadn’t introduced anything altogether new, allowing her to establish a routine and get used to her new place in life. Each day, she greeted them on her knees and relished in their care. There were times they touched her until she was given permission to come, and other times, they just enjoyed the quiet evenings. Each night was spent in their arms, although per their contract, they never tried to fully consummate their relationship.

  Friday night had been spent with friends, and although she was surprised to see Harrison and Grant, they hadn’t treated her any differently even though she had been nude the entire evening. Lisa had been surprised they didn’t play, but she came to appreciate the time Owen and Landon gave her to adjust. She enjoyed her time speaking with Elena and learning about all of the diverse types of submissives in the lifestyle.

  Bbbring…

  Lisa looked down at the screen in her dash, appreciating the option that her phone was integrated with her vehicle. Owen was calling her. A smile lit up her face.

  “Hello, Master.”

  “Hmmm, starting early, I see,” Owen replied, his humor leaking through the speakers. “I’m just checking in to make sure that you saw James and Kennedy today.”

  “I’ve seen James every day,” Lisa said, laughing. He’d been stopping by the house in the morning before she left for work, or if he didn’t, James seemed to know exactly what charity she was working on that day and appeared before her meetings. She understood it was his job to ensure she was happy with the contract and that things were going well. “But to answer your question, I had lunch with Kennedy today, and yes, I signed the annex.”