Club de Fleurs: Jenna (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Rose Nickol

  “Now?” she asked. Not sure she could ever be comfortable being naked. She didn’t like to shower naked, let alone be unclothed in front of anyone. She was starting to feel very uncomfortable.

  “Yes, now! It’s not like you’re wearing that much anyway, and I want to be able to see and touch you whenever and wherever I feel like it. If you question me again, I will add to your punishment, and I don’t think you want that.”

  Slowly, Jenna took off what little she was wearing . The negligee was easy to untie at the neck and it fell off. She lowered the G-string and she was done.

  “Now,” he said, “I want you to kneel on the floor, legs spread, hands clasped behind your back. You can sit back on your heels.”

  She slowly lowered to the floor and assumed what she hoped was the correct position as he watched. He licked his lips and looked at her like she was dinner. He slowly walked around her. “Beautiful. Exactly right. This is the way I want you to sit most of the time. Once we are living together, I will want you to greet me at the door like this every night.”

  Wait a minute…living together? Was he planning on a future for them? It was too soon for that. She had only known him for about ten days. No living together yet. Okay, Kyle had just said something that she totally missed. Now she would have to ask him to repeat it. She had a feeling that this would not be good. “Um, Sir?”

  “Yes baby.”

  “What did you say? I’m afraid my mind wandered and I wasn’t paying attention.”

  “Not good, baby. A Dom never likes to repeat himself. What had your mind wandering? The truth. I’ll know if you’re lying.”

  Great, what would she say…how did she get out of this? She couldn’t tell him that she thought it was too soon to live together. But she had to tell him something close, or somehow he would know and then she would be in trouble. “Well, I was just thinking about what you said about my greeting you at the door when we are living together.” The truth, but no details.

  “And, how did that make you feel?” he asked.

  Great, was he a therapist now? How did that make her feel? Scared to death.

  “Okay, I guess. I think it would be okay someday.” Again, the truth, but no details.

  “Someday soon, baby. I can’t wait to come home to you every night.”

  Boy, he was set on this. Something she would seriously have to think about. No way she was going to jump into something. She had seen that go wrong too many times.

  “Okay, next pose,” he said. “I want you to stand up and put your feet a little further than shoulder width apart and hands clasped behind your neck. This pose will let me look you over and make sure you don’t have any skin conditions or bruises that need attention. This will be especially important after intense play sessions. I want to make sure I don’t hurt you or leave lasting marks on your skin. Right now, I will be gentle, because you are not used to it and I don’t know how easy you bruise, and I don’t want you to have to explain marks. But you may not be comfortable sitting down for a day or so.” He laughed.

  As she was standing up she thought, marks…he was worried about leaving marks. What was he going to do to her? Maybe I should leave now. She assumed the pose and cast her eyes to the floor. He hadn’t said to look down, but it felt right.

  “Very good, baby.” He walked around her and started running his hand over her body. He started by touching her face, cupping her cheek tenderly. Then he trailed his hand to her neck and he could almost wrap his whole hand around it. Then he traced a path to her breasts and circled each nipple. From there, he trailed the back of his hand over her stomach down to the V between her legs. He cupped her mound, slipping one finger between her lips, and said, “My, we are liking this, aren’t we? You are wet already, and I’ve just barely started touching you. Very responsive. Let’s see what else you like.” He was talking into her ear now and she could feel his lips brushing her skin.

  She stood there, trying to control her responses and not doing a very good job of it. She was starting to get weak at the knees and very aroused. Jenna guessed she wasn’t going anywhere soon. Maybe she should stay and see this out.

  “Now the punishment pose. Hopefully you won’t be in this too often. There are several, but the standing one is my favorite. It leaves the sub very exposed and open for anything I may choose to do.”

  Great, and she had decided to stay. Time to rethink.

  “Now, I want you to bend over, grasp your ankles and hold on tight. Keep those legs spread.” He was helping her into position as he was talking, spreading her legs even further apart.

  Great, he could see China and everything else in this position. Talk about exposed. Standing on her head with her legs spread, naked. Her mother would have a fit, and she was sure Sadie was laughing somewhere. She was also starting to get dizzy. How long was she supposed to stay like this?

  “For you first punishment, I won’t make you stay like this. It takes a while to get used to,” he said as he grabbed her around the waist and helped her stand up. She had almost fallen over. Good job.

  “Now, let’s go to the bedroom and get this punishment over with. Then we will have some fun. I’m ready for fun, and by the way your nipples are reaching for me, I think you are too,” he said with a sexy smile. Putting his arm around her waist, he led her to the bedroom.

  “Now for the second punishment pose. I want you to bend over the bed. Lay your chest on it and leave your legs hanging over the side, face down, legs spread. Now,” he growled.

  She did as he commanded, laying her head on her arms folded underneath her. Again, in this position, China and all of Beijing were in view. Nothing left to the imagination.

  “Since this is your first punishment I will go easy on you. Four swats with my hand. But as we go, punishments will get harsher, and I have a few favorite paddles I like to use. I may even buy you your own paddle.” Great. She swallowed. Her own paddle. What every girl wants, the ultimate accessory. She wondered if she could get a purse and shoes to match.

  “Okay,” she said.

  “Okay, what?” he said in a stern voice. “How are you to address me?”

  “Okay, Sir!” she answered in a tone she admitted was a little snarky.

  “You’re up to six, and if you keep it up I will be finding a paddle.” Now he was laughing.

  “Yes, Sir, I’ll watch my tone.”

  “Now tell me why you are being punished,” he said.

  Well, because he said told he was going to…duh. Not a good answer. Definitely would get her in deeper trouble. “Because I hugged Sadie without permission and because I smarted off to you, Sir.” Don’t forget the “sir,” wouldn’t want to do that again.

  “Basically correct. For not asking permission to touch someone and your tone.”

  Can we just get to it? China was starting to get cold and this was not the most comfortable position.

  “Okay, now we begin. You will get six swats with my hand on your pretty little ass. It will be nice and red when I am done. I won’t make you count. They taught me that in the Air Force, but you will thank me for your punishment.”

  Thank him, yeah right. She could feel him moving around. She thought he was standing on the side where she couldn’t see him, but she could feel his presence. Jenna felt his hand at the back of her neck. “Keep your head just like this. No trying to look. It will be over soon, then fun,” he said as he leaned over her and bit the back of her neck.

  She felt his hand smoothing over her back down to the crack of her ass. He rubbed each cheek slowly in a circle, smoothing the skin. It felt nice.

  “Okay, ready, set, here we go.” He laughed. Funny guy.

  Smack! Smack! Smack!

  Damn, that hurt. He hit each cheek in turn, but never in the same place. Talk about burn. Jenna thought, I will not cry. She hadn’t been spanked since she was a little girl. Damn.

  “I’m waiting,” he said.

  Waiting for what? Her to turn around and smack him back? That would be good
. She felt the tears starting. Damn, so much for not crying. Just finish it and be done.

  “Weren’t you supposed to say something?” Now he was getting sterner.

  Oh, yeah, she was supposed to thank him. Yeah right. Why would I do that? But I suppose if I don’t, I will be in more trouble, she thought.

  “Thank you, Sir,” she said. She couldn’t keep the quiver out of her voice.

  “Two more for the delay. Faster next time.” He was enjoying this.

  At this rate, she’d be spending the whole weekend lying across the bed getting her ass spanked. Better shape up.

  Smack! Smack! Smack!

  ‘Thank you, Sir.” Now her ass was really burning and this was just his hand. How would a paddle feel?

  Smack! Smack!

  Jesus in a camper, that last one landed right between her legs and caught both her pussy lips. Cripes, that hurt. “Thank you, Sir.” She was really crying now. Big, fat tears running down her face, and hiccupping sobs. But, she was starting to feel a little warm. She was getting wet between her legs. She couldn’t be enjoying this. No way! Jenna was not into pain. Not gonna happen. But she couldn’t deny she was getting horny. She hoped he couldn’t tell she was enjoying this. He would be spanking her for everything if he knew that.

  He reached between her legs and drew his fingers through the wetness there. No hiding it now.

  “Oh, baby, I think you will be getting lots of punishments if this is your reaction. You are very wet. Very wet for your Master.” He kept moving his fingers and trailing his hand through her folds. Not quite touching where she needed it. “Come on, up you go.” He lifted her and sat on the edge of the bed, sitting her in his lap. “Now for some cuddling. I do love to cuddle,” he said as he licked the shell of her ear. He did like to cuddle. On their vanilla dates, they had done a lot of cuddling. Just sitting with her in his arms. A very safe feeling.

  He held her tight and rubbed his hand up and down her arms. “Are you cold, baby? Do you need a blanket?”

  “No, Sir, you keep me very warm.” Even if she had been cold, it felt too nice to have him move. She just wanted to stay here in his arms. Crazy much? The man had just blistered her ass and here she was cuddling with him and wanting him to stay. Maybe she was into this kinky shit, she thought.

  His hand was wandering over her chest now, just brushing the tips of her breasts, drawing little circles over the nipples, never quite touching them. She was going to leave a spot on his pants if he didn’t stop. She could feel the wetness leaking from her pussy. She was starting to squirm in his lap, needing. Needing more.

  He leaned down and took her mouth with his, gently brushing her lips, then applying more force. Licking her lips until they parted, his tongue invaded her mouth, exploring and dueling with hers. While he was doing this, his hand was busy with her nipples. The brushing had become pulling and pinching, twisting each in turn. Her ass was really wiggling now in his lap and she could feel him growing underneath her. What she felt was huge.

  Kyle and Jenna had been on several dates over the past few days, but had not had sex yet. There had been lots of heavy petting and playing, but no actual sex. Tonight they were going to remedy that.

  “Lay back on the bed baby. Let’s lay this down and have some real fun.” She loved this sexy voice of his. She was ready. He turned and laid her on the bed. Standing, he removed his clothes, stripping quickly.

  Naked, he lay on the bed beside her. He was huge. Everywhere. She didn’t think she had seen anything that big before. He had to be at least ten inches long and three inches around. He would split her in two with that, but boy would it be fun to try. Jenna wasn’t a virgin, she had had lovers before. But none that could compare in any way to Kyle.

  He leaned down and kissed her again, one hand on her breast, rubbing and pulling, the other working its way down to her mound. Lying on his side, his cock rubbed against her hip, hard and warm and huge.

  His lips left hers and made their way down to her breast. Licking and sucking, he took each breast in turn, sucking and biting her nipples until she thought she would come just from the attention to her chest. One hand pinched and twisted the breast his mouth was not on, and the other rested on her mound, not moving. She had never felt this hot this quickly before. If China didn’t get some attention soon, she was going without her. She was so ready.

  The hand on her mound separated her lips and started stroking from her rosette to her clit, gathering moisture as it went, just barely touching her clit, and it did want the attention. “Please, please, please,” she whispered. “Please touch me. I need to come.”

  “Oh baby, you will. It will be so good. Just relax and let me take care of you. I know what you need.” As he said this, his mouth left her breast and he started licking and kissing his way to her mound.

  She couldn’t hold still, she needed him so bad. This was torture. His tongue was wonderful, licking from her pussy hole to her clit. Up and down and back and forth, never touching her clit, but making little circles around it. She was moaning and could not keep still, restlessly moving her hips up and down, trying to get attention where she needed it. She was so ready. One touch would set her off. Why didn’t he touch where she needed it? Didn’t he know how ready she was? This was torture.

  He continued tonguing her pussy and pinching and pulling her nipples. She was not going to last long. Suddenly she felt it starting. “I’m coming, oh God, oh God.” The light flashed, and her whole body spasmed and shook.

  He continued licking and sucking, driving her higher and higher, until she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore. Oh God, not again, she couldn’t come again, but she was. Jenna had never come twice this quickly. She was lucky if she came one time with any of her other encounters. Most of the time, she didn’t come at all.

  “Oh, baby, you are so beautiful when you come. The next time I will be inside you.” She heard the sound of a wrapper tearing. Where had the condom come from? She hadn’t noticed him getting one. Oh well, one of them was being responsible. He moved to enter her. Slowly, he gently spread her folds and positioned himself. With a slow motion, he thrust inside her until he filled her. She was full, over full, stretched to the max. She could feel every bump and ridge on his huge cock. She don’t know how he fit, but it felt so good. In and out, in and out, he stroked, going deeper each time. She didn’t think she could take any more, but he continued, going deeper and deeper until she was sure she could feel him in her womb. She felt him striking her cervix with each stroke. He couldn’t go any deeper.

  He was so big. Bigger than anything she had ever felt. She wasn’t sure if she could take much more, but she was willing to try. It felt so good.

  “Oh, baby, you’re so tight. You feel so good. Come again for me.”

  Three. She had never come three times, but she was going to. “Oh, my God, I’m…I’m…Oh, my God!” The world was bathed in rainbows and stars. This time, he came with her.

  She could feel him coming inside her. “Oh, baby, oh baby!”

  He collapsed on top of her and she could feel him slowly softening. They both lay breathing hard for several minutes. He rolled to one side, pulling her with him, still inside her. “Give me a couple minutes, baby, then I’ll get us cleaned up and we can cuddle.”

  She was so spent she couldn’t think, let alone respond. “Okay,” she managed. She was a puddle, melting into the bed. I may never be able to move again, she thought.

  After a few more minutes Kyle got up and went into the bathroom. How could he move? She was still melting. He returned a few minutes later with a warm cloth. He wiped between her legs and cleaned her up. She felt like she should protest at the intimate act, but didn’t have the energy to say anything.

  Putting the cloth on the bedside table, he crawled back into the bed and lay down beside her, pulling her back to his front, and cupped one breast.

  “Go to sleep, baby. I have some things planned for tomorrow and you’ll need your rest.”

  Jenna
slept that night like she hadn’t for a long time. She didn’t even move all night. When she woke, the bed was empty and the room was quiet. She got up, wrapping the comforter around her, looking for Kyle.

  She found him sitting in a chair in the living room. The TV was on, but the volume was down.

  “Good morning, sunshine. Did you sleep well?” he asked.

  “Great,” she answered. She was feeling just a little awkward, not sure what to do next.

  “Come here and give me a good-morning kiss,” he said.

  Jenna walked over to stand in front of him and he pulled her into his lap for the kiss. At first, it was just a light brushing of his lips on hers, then he deepened it, pressing harder and demanding entrance.

  She opened for him and his tongue mated with hers. She felt the comforter open and he was cupping her breast. “If I don’t stop, we won’t leave this room today.” He sighed. “And I have more planned than staying here and playing all day…although it would be fun. We’ll have to save that for another time. Up you go, into the shower. I’ve already showered, so I’ll let you go alone this time. I’ll lay what I want you to wear out on the bed. Wear what I lay out and only that, nothing else. After you’ve showered and dressed come out here and we’ll go for breakfast and your surprise.”

  Oh, she loved surprises, and she wondered what he had for her to wear. She hadn’t brought any clothes, not planning on the whole weekend, but it sounded like he had it covered.

  Quickly, she showered and went to the bedroom to get dressed. On the bed lay a bright pink sundress, and on the floor beside the bed was a pair of matching pink flats.

  She lifted the dress, looking for underwear. Nope, nothing under the dress. Tucking the towel tighter around her, she went to find Kyle.

  He was still in the sitting room where she left him, watching television. “Kyle,” she said hesitantly. They weren’t in a scene, so it should be okay to call him by his name.