by Rose Nickol
“Ohhh,” she moaned. “That feels…ohhh.” Her brain was mush.
Reaching up, he started rubbing her breasts, pinching and pulling at the nipples. Once he had both nipples hard and distended, he reached into his bag and pulled out two nipple clamps. “These have soft pads and are good for beginners. Tell me if they are too tight, but we don’t want them so loose that they will fall off, he told her fastening the first one.
“Oh, oh oh,” she panted. “I don’t…it hurts.”
“Take a few deep breaths, Theresa, give it a minute.” He told her as he took the nipple in his mouth and soothed it with his tongue. “Ready for the next one,” he asked her when he felt her relax.
Knowing what was coming, she took a deep breath and nodded.
He applied the other clamp and immediately took her nipple in his mouth until he felt her relax again. “Better now?” he asked her.
She nodded and he reached back into the bag and brought out a flogger. She looked at it wide-eyed, but remembering how it had felt on her back was not too scared.
“I’m going to use this to warm up those beautiful tits. If it gets to be too much, say red, and if you need to slow down say yellow. Ready?”
She nodded again and he reached down and turned up the vibe and pressed it more firmly into her clit, tightening the strap slightly.
She arched her hips and moaned, “Oh God.”
He took the flogger and gently trailed it over her breasts and stomach. Swishing it gently he trailed it back and forth until he saw her relax slightly. Upping the speed on the vibe again, he lifted his arm and brought the flogger down on both breasts, not hard, but harder than she expected.
The sensation was intense. More intense than she had anticipated. Not knowing what he was going to do next and not being able to move her arms to protect herself, Theresa’s body was a mass of confusion. Part of her wondered what he was going to do next, but she knew he wouldn’t hurt her and her body was primed for whatever came.
He flogged her breasts a few more times, then leaned down to kiss her. “How are you doing?” he asked.
“I need, I…” She panted, not knowing what she wanted. “More,” she finally got out.
“Yes, baby, more,” he answered her.
He leaned down and turned the vibe off, removing it and the straps.
“Nooo,” she moaned. She was so close, why was he stopping?
“Shhh. I’m not finished.” He smiled at her.
“Please, please, please,” she panted.
“Yes, baby, I won’t stop.” Releasing her hands and legs, he flipped her over and back into the bag he went, this time pulling out a small butt plug and lube. Reaching between her legs, he circled her clit with one finger and plunged two more inside her. Knowing it would be easier for her to take the plug, he gave her a quick orgasm, listening to her scream his name.
He lubed one finger and pouring more lube over her small hole, he rimmed it with the finger.
“Ohhh.” She squirmed and tried to get away.
“Easy, relax and let me in.” He soothed her, slipping his finger in. Taking his other hand and rubbing her clit, he slowly pushed his finger in. Moving it around, he pulled out and adding more lube inserted two fingers.
“I…ohhh,” she moaned.
He continued rubbing her clit and pushing both fingers in as far as they would go. Slowly he pulled them out and then pushed them back several times. He continued this until she came again, screaming. Taking his fingers out, he lubed the plug and slowly pushed it in. Once he had it in as far as it would go, he turned her back over and refastened her restraints.
Moving the hair out of her face, he kissed her nibbling on her lips. “How are you doing?”
“That was…I…wow!” Brain still not working.
“Yeah, baby, wow,” he said against her mouth.
“Sir, what’s in my ass?” she asked, finally getting her brain to work.
“Just a small butt plug,” he answered her as he reached and twisted one of the clamps.
“Ohhh…small?” she questioned.
“Yes, baby, I want to play more there, but I need to get you used to having something there and soon I want to fuck you there.”
“Oh,” she answered, not sure how she felt about that. It felt like she had a baseball bat up there now, how would it feel with his cock? He said the plug was small and his cock was anything but small.
“Theresa, it feels bigger because you’re not used to it. I will use several plugs up there getting larger each time and leaving them longer until you are stretched and ready for me. You’ll get used to it.”
I don’t think so, she thought, but didn’t say anything, just bit her bottom lip. “How long?” she asked.
“How long what, baby?” he answered confused.
“How long do I have to leave it in?” she asked, chewing her bottom lip.
“As long as I want you to.”
“Oh.”
He saw the doubt in her eyes, but didn’t say anything. He knew he would get his way. She was too responsive not to let him try this.
He tugged on the clamps and watched her face. It told him all he needed to know. Licking and nibbling his way down, he removed the first clamp, taking her nipple in his mouth as she screamed.
“Oh my God!” The blood rushing back in the tiny bud caused her to come again and she bucked her hips, tossing her head back and forth. She didn’t think her nipple could hurt that bad. It felt like it had been pinched off. “God,” she screamed again.
“Now I’m going to take the other one off,” he told her, releasing her first nipple.
“No,” she panted.
“You want me to leave it on?” he looked at her with amusement.
“No,” she answered firmly.
“Theresa, no, leave it on, or no take it off?” He had a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “It has to come off.”
“I…oh God,” she answered. It hurt so bad to have the other one taken off, but he was right, she couldn’t leave it on. “Let me do it.” She finally answered him.
“Okay, if that’s what you want.” He unfastened her arms and sat back on his heels to watch.
She reached down and pulled the clamp off fast, like removing a Band-Aid. Without the counter pressure from his mouth it hurt more than the first one. “Oh God, how can it hurt worse? What did you do to me?”
“Here, let me help.” He moved her hand and took the poor little bud in his mouth, laving it with his tongue until he felt her relax again.
“Thank you…I…that…thank you,” she managed around her tears.
Smiling, he kissed each nipple and licked and sucked his way down to her mound. Reaching underneath her, he lifted her hips and sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Ooohhh!” she moaned, thrashing her head back and forth. “That feels so good.”
Nipping, licking and sucking, he brought her to her brink again. Tapping the butt plug every so often he played with her. When she was begging to come and thrashing all over the bed, he moved up her and thrust into her tight channel.
“Oooohhh,” she moaned as he took her mouth in a scorching kiss.
She was so tight with plug, he wasn’t going to last long. Pumping in and out, faster and deeper each time he rubbed her clit and pushed her closer and closer to the brink.
He came with a growl and she screamed as she came with him. Panting, he rolled off of her and pulled her on top of him. They both fell into an exhausted sleep.
The next morning he woke her with a kiss. “I have a surprise for you.” He told her. “You are going to spend the morning at the spa and Rachel from the Club is going to meet us there.”
A spa day sounded like lots of fun, but it was something she could not afford.
Chapter Thirteen
“Alan, that sounds great, but I’m not sure…”
He cut her off before she could finish. “My treat, I want to do this for you, so Craig and I are going to treat you and Rachel. I’ve alr
eady made the appointment and they know everything I want you to have done. You can also add anything you want I didn’t ask for. Your job is to relax and have fun. We’ll pick you girls up when you’re done.” He pulled her in for a kiss and, slapping her ass, pushed her toward the shower. “Now, go get showered, they’ll serve you brunch there. We’re meeting Craig and Rachel in an hour. While you are at the spa, Craig and I are getting the vehicles, they’re done and ready to be picked up.” Seeing her face fall again, he knew she was worried about the expense of the cars. “Don’t worry, I’m paying for whatever insurance doesn’t cover. We will work it out later. I have more money than I know what to do with anyway. Now…Shower.” He pushed her in the bathroom and closed the door before she could say anything more.
Theresa’s head was spinning, she’d been awake about five minutes and had been given a lot of information to process. A spa day did sound like fun, and if Alan wanted to treat her…She wasn’t sure how she felt about him paying for so many things. The security on her house, the repairs on her car, he had taken her shopping and practically bought her a new wardrobe, now he was paying for a spa day. She was going to owe the man big time. Even though she didn’t like the thought of Alan paying for so many things, it felt good to be spoiled by him.
She quickly showered and when she finished in the bathroom, went into the bedroom to dress. Alan had laid clothes on the bed, so she assumed that was what he wanted her to wear. A low-cut scoop-neck red blouse and short flirty black skirt. She didn’t see a bra or panties, but knew better than to look for them unless she wanted her ass smacked.
Grateful for the flats he left instead of the stilettos he usually had her wear, she walked out to the living room.
“You look beautiful, baby, off we go.” He took her to Dave’s truck and drove to the spa. He made sure she was checked in and that they had all his instructions, and left her there with Rachel.
Several hours later, she had been massaged, waxed and buffed. The waxing was very embarrassing and painful, but Rachel assured her that all the subs did it for their Doms. If it was something Alan wanted, she would do it Feeling like a new woman, she and Rachel walked out of the spa. Surprised they didn’t see Alan and Craig right away, the girls decided to get a latte and sit outside and enjoy the day.
They found a sunny table and sat to talk and enjoy their drinks. Theresa was enjoying talking with Rachel. Rachel was very open and a great source of information on being a sub. They had been talking a few minutes, when Theresa heard her name called.
“Hey, Sis,” Joe said walking up to them with some of his hoodlum friends. “Who’s your friend? She’s cute.” The guys with him started catcalling and whistling.
“Go away, Joe.” Theresa was so embarrassed.
“Come on, Sis, we just want to have fun. Where’s your bodyguard, he dump you already? That’s too bad. Maybe you and I could finally hook up. You look good. Think about it, then you wouldn’t have to move out of the house and I could still have the money I need.”
“Joe, you need to leave,” Theresa said firmly, dialing 911 on her phone.
“Don’t call the cops on me, Sis, you know I’m right. I just want what’s rightfully mine.”
Rachel had been sitting there quietly, but under the table she was frantically texting Craig. She knew they were in a bad situation.
Theresa stayed firm with Joe, hoping Alan would come along soon. They were starting to draw a crowd, but instead of being embarrassed, Theresa was glad. She knew Joe and his buddies wouldn’t try anything with the crowd there.
After a few long minutes, Craig pulled up with a screech of tires, Alan close behind him. Both men jumped out of their trucks and came running up to the girls. Pushing their way through the crowd, the men ran to their women.
“Awww, look, her boyfriend’s back,” Joe chanted. “And the pretty one has a boyfriend, too. What a bummer. Get your shit outta my house, Sis. I’ll be back for my money. Later.” He turned and rudely shoved his way through the crowd, his buddies following him, catcalling and jeering.
Theresa looked at Rachel and apologized. “I’m sorry you had to witness that.” She felt like she should explain more, but really didn’t have the energy to go into it.
“Don’t worry about it, honey, we’ll talk sometime at the Club. Let’s get out of here.” Rachel hugged Theresa and, taking Craig’s hand, walked to his truck, smiling.
Alan looked at Theresa. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Let’s just get out of here.”
Not exactly how Alan had planned on the day ending. He was frustrated at himself for allowing Theresa to be put in that situation. He had planned on being at the spa before the girls were done, but it had taken longer at the car shop and they had ran late. Something he was going to make sure didn’t happen in the future.
He drove for a while, then pulled into an empty parking lot and pulled Theresa into his arms. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. Are you really okay?”
She smiled up at him and reached one hand up to cup his face. “I’m fine. Thank you for being so concerned. Joe was just being his usual asshole self. Something I’m afraid, I’ve gotten used to. I really need to figure out a way to get rid of him for good. I’m afraid he won’t go without money though.”
“I’m going to make an appointment with my lawyer and you and I will go and talk to him and make sure there’s nothing Joe can do. I want to make sure your house is safe. Then I’ll figure out a way to get rid of him.”
“I have a lawyer,” Theresa told him.
“I know, but I trust my lawyer and want you to see him. I don’t know your guy and I’m not saying he’s bad, I just want you to see someone I know and trust.”
“Okay,” Theresa answered with a sigh, but all she could think about was that it would mean more expense.
“Now, let’s see how they did,” Alan said, reaching beneath her skirt.
“Here, in the parking lot, what if someone sees?” Theresa squeaked as Alan rubbed his hand over her bare mound.
“There’s no one around and I want to see and feel. I may even taste if I want to,” Alan told her as he ran his hand over her bare mound. Pushing her against the passenger door of his truck, he turned her and lifted her legs, one over the back of the seat, the other onto the dash.
He peered between her legs, and leaning down, grasped her buttocks one in each hand, lifting her to his mouth, he licked her bare mound and slipping his tongue into her pussy, licked from her clit to her rear hole.
“Very nice, beautiful. You taste like sweet honey. Give me more of your cream, come for me,” he whispered against her, licking and sucking her clit, running his tongue up and down her slit, rimming her pussy and rear hole, until he had her writhing and squirming, begging for more.
“Oh…oh…oh…I’m coming…oh,” Theresa cried. Regardless of the protests of her mind, her body responded to him wherever they were. She couldn’t control it. All he had to do was look at her and her panties, when she was allowed to wear them, were wet and her body was ready for whatever he wanted.
Alan lifted his head, smiling, and pulled Theresa back into his arms, holding her tight. Once she had calmed down, he kissed her and put her back in her seat. “Let’s go home where we can finish this. I’m a little old for sex in the truck. Besides, I have some toys I want to play with.”
Chapter Fourteen
Alan drove them home and led Theresa into the bedroom. In the bedroom, Alan sat on the bed and stood Theresa between his legs. “Now, strip,” he commanded her.
Slowly she lifted her top up, over her stomach, to just below her breasts. “Like this?” she said in what she hoped was a seductive voice, lifting her top to just below her nipples and rubbing it back and forth.
“Higher,” he told her.
“Like this?” she asked, just barely lifting it over her nipples, only to bring it back down.
“Higher!” he said again, watching her closely.
She lifted it to just above her
breasts and taking her fingers, pinched her nipples, pulling them and rubbing them with her palms. “Is this high enough?” she asked breathily.
“Take it off, baby, all the way off,” he told her, not moving his eyes.
Theresa quickly slipped the blouse over her head, and went back to playing with her breasts. She had never done anything like this before, but thought it would be something Alan would like. She had talked to Rachel a little about subs and masters and had a better understanding of her position, but wanted to talk to her more and get more information.
“Now the skirt,” Alan told her impatiently.
She skimmed her palms over her breasts and down over her stomach to the button and zipper on the skirt. Undoing the button, she slowly moved the zipper down and lowered the skirt to her hip bones.
Shimmying her hips, she reached back up and pulled her nipples, moaning for effect. Smiling, she licked her lips and looked into Alan’s eyes.
“Skirt off,” he told her a little breathlessly.
She gave the skirt a little push and shimmied it off her hips and let it fall to pool at her feet. Running her hands from her breasts down to her hips. She crossed her hands over her bare mound and licked her lips again.
She kicked off her shoes and kicked the skirt and blouse across the room. Dropping to her knees, she reached for the buttons on his shirt, slowly undoing them, one by one.
Alan leaned back on his hands and waited to see how far she would go and what she would do. This was something he hadn’t expected from her, but he was thoroughly enjoying the show. It was all he could do to control himself as she parted his shirt and ran her hands over his chest and abs.
She palmed his nipples and then, leaning forward, licked his skin. She licked her way down to his nipples and when she took one in her mouth, she felt a shudder run through his body.
The girl didn’t know what she was starting, but he knew how it was going to finish.
