by Golden Angel
Her hair was piled haphazardly onto the back of her head, a riot of curls, which made his fingers itch to tug it all down. The incredibly high heels she had strapped onto her feet made her legs look miles long, an effect that was only enhanced by how very short the skirt of the dress was.
Rick looked her up and down, his cock already hardening in his pants. "You aren't allowed to move more than two feet away from me," he said, his voice sounding almost harsh. "All night."
Maria giggled, her face lighting up as she curved her body slightly against the door, managing to look both shy and sexy with that one little movement. "Yes Sir."
Groaning, Rick stepped into her apartment and pulled her to him, letting the door swing shut behind him so that he could kiss the hell out of his gorgeous, sexy girlfriend. She kissed him back hungrily; he could feel the nervous tension in her body as he ran his hand down to her ass and cupped it. The skirt was so short that his fingers easily curled underneath to touch bare skin and Maria shuddered against him.
"Enough of that," he said, pulling away. "Or we're not going to make it to the club."
"Oh, we're definitely going to the club," Maria said mischievously, stepping back and running her hands up the sides of her dress, a look of supremely feminine satisfaction on her face. "I need to show off my new clothes."
To his own surprise, he growled a bit under his breath at the idea of her wanting to show herself off. Maria just giggled.
"What's that?" she asked, pointing at his hand. "I mean, I kind of know what it is because I recognize the bag, but what exactly is in it?" The look on her face was one of eager anticipation. He should have realized she'd recognize the black bag with its distinctive gold bars since she'd been there earlier in the week to get clothes.
Still, that only added to the anticipation. Rick grinned. "Let's sit down and I'll show you."
Except that when they got to the couch, Rick sat and then grabbed her hand, easily pulling her over his lap while she was off balance and tottering slightly in those devilish heels. They looked like they could do serious damage to a man's back and Rick wondered if he'd let her leave them on later and risk it. Although if he tied her legs down then he could still enjoy the visual effect...
He shook himself slightly, bringing himself back to the matter at hand as Maria twisted slightly to glare up at him. "What are you doing?"
"Showing you what's in the bag," he replied cheerfully, pushing the skirt further up to expose her bottom. She was wearing a cute little black thong, the thin fabric bisecting her ass cheeks perfectly. Too bad it was going to have to go. He pulled it down and off of her legs, leaving her bottom half completely exposed. Even though she was muttering under her breath, he could see how turned on she was already. Letting his fingers drift up her inner thighs and to her pussy, he used his other hand to pull a small bottle out of the bag. Massaging her pussy, just above her clit, he flipped open the cap and expertly let a few drops of fluid slide out onto his finger.
Dropping the bottle onto the couch, he brought his wet finger down to rest on the crinkled little star of her anus. Maria jumped slightly, one of her hands wrapping around his ankle to grip it tightly.
"What are you doing?" She looked up at him again, this time her face slightly more worried.
"I want you to wear a couple of things for me tonight when we go to Stronghold," Rick said, massaging both her clit and her anus at the same time, watching her pupils dilate as her body registered the pleasure. "I've got a small plug, a very small plug, for your ass... do you think you can handle that?" He pushed his finger in, just slightly, and smiled as she moaned.
Her body hung over his lap, her head going back down towards the ground as he manipulated those two small bundles of nerves. If she'd never done any kind of anal play before then she was probably struggling a bit with the new sensation of pleasure in an area that she'd never experienced before. Deciding that he'd spread enough lube around it, he pushed his finger in again slightly, feeling the tight grip of her muscle clench down around it.
"Relax sweetheart, open up for me... I promise it's going to feel good."
A little feminine whimper came from down near the floor, and then he felt her body relax slightly. Using tiny increments, Rick pushed his finger in and out, continuing to stroke her pussy with his other hand so that she was becoming more and more aroused as he played with that tight little virgin asshole. Even though she wasn't saying anything, he could tell that she liked it, because her pussy was becoming soaking wet. His dick was hard as a rock, pressed against her side, but he knew that he wasn't going to be getting any real satisfaction for at least a couple of hours.
However, he was going to have the satisfaction of tormenting her and he could be happy with that.
Eventually he worked his entire finger into the hot, tight vise of her ass. She squirmed on his lap, her breathing heavy, as he fucked her with his finger. Damn, she'd liked this way more than he'd expected... one day Maria was definitely going to give up her ass to him. Not tonight, maybe not any time soon, but it eventually it was going to happen.
******
This was so strange and so wrong and so hot. Maria hadn't really thought she'd like anything anal. Sure, she'd been kind of curious, especially after the frank talk she'd had with the other girls in the locker room during her first visit to Stronghold, but she really hadn't expected to actual like it. Rick's finger felt invasive, like it wasn't supposed to be there, but also good. It stretched her in a way that she hadn't experienced before, drawing a surprising response from her pussy. While she could probably blame some of that one the way he was stroking her wet folds and clit, she knew that at least part of it was from the way he was fingering her ass.
The nice thing about being over his lap was that it took away some of her embarrassment. She didn't have to face him or see him while he gently probed a hole that she'd always thought of a big N-O; all she had to do was let him take control of her body while she drowned in the sensations.
When his finger slid out, she actually whimpered a little and he chuckled.
"I knew you'd like that."
The things that he knew about her body always surprised her, cuz she definitely hadn't known she'd like it. Then again, he just knew a lot more things than her period. There was a sound like plastic splitting apart and then a couple of seconds later something cool and wet nudged against her anus. Maria groaned as it pushed it, much faster than Rick had done so with his finger, stretching open the tight hole and making her shiver as the cool toy entered her.
"That's it sweetheart, just relax."
It felt huge, even though she knew it probably wasn't. Maria clenched a bit and then felt her muscles relax. They burned slightly as Rick pushed it all of the way inside her, until it felt like there was a slight pop and her sphincter closed around the base. She could feel the flat part that was outside of her, in between her cheeks, and she clenched again, this time experimentally. It felt... surprisingly good.
"Good girl. There's one more thing I want you to wear for me tonight."
Panties. He was slipping panties up her legs. Maria scowled. She'd put on a hot little thong, just for him, and he was having her wear real panties? Sighing a little bit, she didn't protest as he settled them into place. There must be a reason.
One which she found out as soon as he pushed her back up to a standing position and she felt something firm and nubby settle against her clit. "Oh!"
Eyes glinting with appreciation, Rick stood. With her dress still up around her waist it was easy for him to cup the mound of her pussy, pressing whatever was in the panties more firmly against the sensitive little nub.
"Feel that sweetheart?"
Maria clung to dark blue shirt he was wearing, nodding her head. "What is it?"
"Something for later."
Frustratingly, he wouldn't say anything else. He just led her down to his car - which was an experience in and of itself. The plug felt like it was jostling around inside of her and she automatic
ally clenched to keep it from falling out, making walking even more difficult in her high heels. Now she knew why Angel had been walking weird last weekend. It felt so full and strange, but also exciting in a darkly sensual kind of way. The hard bump at the front of her panties rubbed against her clit with every movement she made; sexual distraction at its worst.
Then Rick started the car.
Maria felt every bump, every turn, every divet in a way that she'd never experienced before. She tried to keep up her conversation with Rick, but she was all too aware that she wasn't tracking all of the time. The sensations were just too distracting. Sitting on the plug wasn't exactly comfortable, but at the same time that discomfort just turned her on even more. She had to sit with her legs slightly apart, despite the super short skirt, or put too much pressure on the panties over her clit. Added on to all of that, was Rick's hand on her bare thigh, his fingers gently caressing her skin. She'd put her hand on top of his, but that didn't stop the tiny sweeping movements of his fingers.
It was utter sensual torture. The upside was that by the time they got to Stronghold, she'd definitely forgotten to be nervous. She was too distracted by all the new stimuli that Rick had hooked her up to.
A young man with sandy blonde hair was sitting behind the front desk, smiling at them warmly before sending them in. Jared was standing guard at the door. He gave Maria a smile as they approached.
"Good evening, Master Rick." His eyes flicked up to Rick's for just a moment and then submissively back down. “Welcome back.”
“Thanks,” Rick said, handing over the small duffel bag he’d brought in with them. Maria wondered what it was for, but the young man behind the desk didn’t seem to think there was anything unusual about it. She didn’t want to ask.
"Have a good night."
"Thank you," she said, smiling up at him as naturally as she could when her ass was clenching around a plug and with every step her panties rubbed her. Then she gasped as the plug suddenly fizzed and hummed inside of her, her eyes unfocusing and her steps stuttering.
Rick immediately wrapped a strong arm around her, keeping her from falling. Despite the sudden distractions going on inside of her, Maria didn't miss the glint of amusement in Jared's dark coffee-colored eyes.
"You asshole," she hissed at Rick as he helped her in through the door.
At home that would have gotten her an amused look. Here it got her a short, sharp slap on the ass. One that stung. The look that Rick gave her was far from amused too. "Be respectful in the club, sweetheart, or I'll have to give you some punishment tonight instead of funishment."
Dammit, that was something that they'd already talked about, that she knew. She'd just forgotten in her distraction. To her relief, he put his hand in his pocket and the buzzing in her ass stopped. Not that it had felt bad, just shocking... and maybe a little too good.
******
The shell shocked expression on Maria's face when he'd set off the vibrator in her ass had been worth it. Even if she had called him an asshole. Not that he really minded, except that at Stronghold she needed to be more respectful than when it was just the two of them. Although he'd rather have her slip up with him than accidentally insult another Dom. He wondered what her reaction would be when he turned on the vibrator in the panties.
The little toys were already giving her some trouble, he could tell. She was taking much smaller steps than usual, although that might be because of her heels, but he didn't think so.
Hand on the small of her back, he steered her over towards his friends. They were all already gathered - no surprise there. On the way, he enjoyed the envious looks of the other dominants who were at the club as they gave Maria a once over. He felt incredibly smug, showing her off as his submissive, and not just a visitor to the club.
Mine, mine, mine.
Smug and a little territorial.
His group of friends had taken over the far corner of the bar and the table closest to it. Andrew was behind the bar, working that end, with Will working the other end of the bar. Sitting on one of the stools was Liam, with Hilary standing between his thighs, leaning against him, and next to them were Olivia and Patrick. Patrick was sitting on the bar stool closest to Lexie's seat at the table with Adam and Angel, glaring at any Dom who even looked at the occupants of the table.
He and Maria were welcomed with excitement. Not in any rush, Rick put her down on a stool next to his, enjoying the way she squirmed as she tried to find a comfortable way to sit on the hard wood with a plug in her ass. Adam tipped him a wink, obviously realizing what Maria's problem with getting comfortably seated was.
Although Rick was fairly sure that Adam didn't use vibrating plugs. As Maria started to answer Angel's question about how her weekend had been so far, Rick hit the little button on the remote that made the plug pulse. Immediately, Maria stiffened, her voice quavering before she got control over it again. She shot him a dirty look before turning back to Angel, answering her friend with determination in her voice.
"What'd you do?" Patrick asked, low in his ear. Turning his body slightly, so that only Patrick would be able to see, Rick pulled the two remotes from his pocket to show the club owner. Patrick chuckled. "Nice."
"I'm not sure she'd agree with you," Rick said back, just as quietly. He was going to enjoy playing with Maria and the toys, but he didn't want her to be embarrassed by knowing that their friends knew what was going on. Pushing the button on the plug remote, he stopped the vibrations and watched his girl relax minutely.
Patrick grinned. "That's half the fun." As Lexie started to stand, Patrick reached out and grabbed the belly chain that was hanging around her bare midriff, stopping her mid-step. "Where do you think you're going?"
Glaring, Lexie turned around and scowled at him. "The bathroom."
"There and back. I'm watching you."
For a second, Rick though Lexie was going to snap back at the big Dom. Instead, she just clenched her hands into fists for a moment and then nodded her head, letting her gaze fall to the floor before turning around once Patrick had released his grip on her chain. Patrick's expression was so hard, it might as well have been carved of granite.
Rick felt a moment of pity for the big guy. Whenever Lexie capitulated to one of Patrick's demands, or submitted instead of mouthing off or fighting back, it would actually make it harder on the Dom to resist her. Whether or not Lexie had figured that out or if she was just showing that she could behave so that Patrick didn't make her leave the main floor, he knew that her little show of submission had probably called to something within Patrick that the other man didn't want called out when it came to Lexie.
"So are you letting her do any big party nights here any time soon?" he asked, dragging Patrick's gaze away from watching Lexie cross the room to the bathroom. He doubted Patrick would want anyone noticing his all-too-revealing attention to Lexie's every movement.
Turning his head to face Rick, Patrick kept himself positioned so that he could still keep an eye on the door to the ladies' room, but he wasn't staring at it anymore. "She wanted to do an end-of-summer thing, but I convinced her to hold off till Halloween." He sighed. "I'm sure she'll want to do Christmas and New Years'."
Not that Patrick had to let her, but Rick knew that he would.
"Is she trying to get off this floor?" He was kind of curious as to why Patrick was watching over her like a hawk tonight. Not that it was that unusual, but he'd never made Lexie account for where she was going, or used an article of her clothing like a leash before.
Patrick scowled, the expression tugging at the scar that ran down the left side of his face. "No, but some of those fuckers keep looking over here," he said, jerking his head to indicate the other Doms walking around the main floor. Since most of them were probably trying who they wanted to play with for the night, that would definitely set Patrick on edge if any of them were actually eyeing Lexie. "They're getting too used to seeing her in here and they're getting ideas."
"You're not going to be
able to keep her out forever you know."
"I know." He looked a bit haunted. Or maybe that was hunted. "But I can at least hold her off till Jake's home and then maybe he can talk some sense into her."
"Oh yeah, both of them will just love having that talk."
"Well, she sure as hell hasn't listened to any of us."
None of them were going to tell Jake while he was overseas. The man was in a war zone, they weren't going to distract him with things they could take care of until he got home. That was something all of them were in agreement about, even Olivia. Although Olivia's idea of taking care of the situation was probably more along the lines of getting Lexie entrenched in the scene before Jake got home so that there was nothing he could do about it when he finally arrived.
Both men sighed at the same time and shared a look of sympathy. Although at least Rick didn't have feelings for Lexie that were anything other than brotherly. He had his own little minx to take care of.
Which reminded him...
Reaching into his pocket, he found the more triangularly shaped remote, the one for her panties, and hit the button. Maria actually jumped in her seat, her legs pressing together underneath the table. Putting his hand so that it curved over her shoulder and neck, he could feel the rapid beat of her pulse against his palm. He'd timed it so that he touched her right as he'd turned on the vibrator in the panties, giving her a secondary reason to have jumped, one that the people around them could see.
Maria looked up at him, dark eyes filled with growing need, and he was so close that he could hear the small whimpering sound she made in the back of her throat. Smiling genially at her, he could practically feel the frustration coming off of her in waves as he turned he gave her shoulder a squeeze and released it, turning his attention back to Patrick.
He glanced at the clock on the wall. Since he'd wanted a private room with a bed, he'd booked the Arabian Nights themed room. It'd be ready for them in about half an hour. Until then, he was going to truly enjoy using his new toys.
