by Vera Roberts
Dinner was superb and everyone commented on how Nick outdid himself. Bob wasn’t convinced that Nick cooked the delicious meal by himself and Nick admitted he had some help and smiled over at Stacey. The conversation was kept light and jovial per Nick’s request and everyone complied.
Even Rosemary and Herschelle were on their best behavior, though Nick could tell with the occasional snicker and under the breath muttering they were less than enthused by Stacey’s presence. Whereas Bob ogled and admired Stacey with each movement she made.
Stacey went upstairs to change again while Nick moved the furniture out of the way for chado. He instructed his colleagues to wait outside on the balcony and to remove their shoes before they entered the room. “I’ll need your full silence and attention now,” Nick instructed his colleagues. “Only light and calming thoughts to match your mood.” He looked around and saw everyone was ready. “We shall begin.”
Everyone entered the townhome and was immediately impressed by the change in atmosphere. Pillows were on the floor and lit, unscented candles lit up the room. Nick took his place next to Bob and waited for Stacey to appear. When she carefully walked downstairs, she was dressed in a kimono with her hair up.
She gathered a small tray of various pastries, baked goods, and placed them on the table. The guests chose the desserts they wanted and ate them. Stacey picked up the tray and went back into the kitchen. She gathered the tea and the tools from the kitchen and brought to the table, where she carefully cleaned and prepared them for the guests. She then added three scoops of matcha per guest in the large bowl, mixing hot water in it with a chasen.
Stacey presented the chawan to Nick and bowed down to Him and Nick slightly bowed his head in respect. He carefully inspected and admired the chawan, and took a sip. He grinned at Stacey. “It’s excellent.” He then passed the bowl to Bob.
Bob took the bowl and loudly slurped the tea. “Oh god! What is this?” He made a disgusted face. “No sugar? No cream? No nothing?” He hurriedly passed the bowl to Rosemary.
“Did you have to be so rude?” Rosemary admonished him. She carefully wiped the bowl and took a sip. She had matcha green tea before and was very prepared for the taste of it. It was strong but the bitterness complemented the overly sweetness of the pastry she just had. “It’s lovely, Stacey.” She passed the bowl to Herschelle.
Herschelle took a sip out of the bowl and was pleased with the taste. She was the one that introduced matcha tea to Rosemary. “Very good.” She wiped the empty bowl and gave it back to Stacey.
Stacey laid out all of the utensils used for the tea preparation and passed them around to each guest. They all commented on the delicacy of the tools and Nick shared a little history of chado preparation. After everyone had examined the tools, Stacey gathered them back up and cleaned them. She then put the tools away and went back upstairs as she awaited Master.
She was a little frustrated at how rude Bob was, but he was honestly no better than Rosemary and Herschelle. At least Bob was open with his rudeness as oppose to the women, who are eying her up and down like she had no sense.
Master warned her about them and she took it all in stride. Because you’re you and they’re them. A few months ago, Stacey would’ve been broken down and very upset by everyone’s attitudes. Now she was free and confident and maybe because she was so confident, it made other people uncomfortable.
She had Sir to thank. She just hoped He was pleased as well.
****
After his guests had left, Nick went upstairs and was pleased to see Stacey was already in a kneeling position with her head downcast and hands behind her back. She was naked per His request He walked over to his closet and removed His shirt, socks and shoes before He walked out of the room. He had prepared the play room that night’s activities, laying out all of the implements he’d planned to use on her.
During the chado, he was so aroused by Stacey’s obedience to not only Him, but also to the ceremony itself. Even with how rude Bob was, Stacey never flinched or showed how bothered she was, that is, if he bothered her.
She was the ultimate submissive, obedient in every way and biting her tongue when she was tempted to act out. Not every submissive would be so obedient.
When He was ready for her, Nick went back to where Stacey was and slipped a blindfold on her. “Use your safe word if necessary,” He whispered. He helped her stand and led her to the play room. He strapped her down to the plush leather seat that was attached to the wooden stock. The wooden stock had an opening big enough to put her head through it but Nick decided He wanted to focus on her pussy for tonight’s session. He positioned Stacey just right so her sex was ready and available.
He raised Stacey’s legs and strapped them to the board, creating a V-shape. He then tied her wrists below her. “Are you comfortable, fiorellina?”
Stacey nodded and quickly darted her lips. “Yes, Master.”
“Good. Remember – use your safe word if it’s too much.” He reminded.
It was a word Stacey would never forget and she smiled as she thought about the word. It was after her favorite, sugary snack – Snickers. “Yes, Master.”
Nick stood up and pressed a button. Stacey immediately jolted as she felt the intense buzzing sensation directly on her clit. Master decided to use a sybian on her that night. Master knew that was her favorite toy and she received a lot of pleasure from it. It was part of the reason why He didn’t bring it out very often. He only used it for special occasions and clearly tonight was perfect for it.
Nick took His cock out and smeared it across Stacey’s lips, signaling for Stacey to open up and she complied. She stuck her tongue out and opened her mouth wider to accommodate. She loved the way He smelled and loved how He tasted inside her hot mouth. He pumped inside her, using controlled strokes while He held steady against the board.
He removed His cock from her. “I want you to come as you suck Me off,” He instructed before He placed His cock back inside her.
He massaged and grabbed her breasts as He fucked her mouth. Stacey’s moans and shrieks vibrated through to His cock creating a more intense sensation for Him. He pulled back out. “Are you about to come?” He grunted.
“Yes, Master.” She whimpered.
He placed His cock inside her mouth again and she sucked long and hard. “Now come.” Stacey shook against the board and moaned. “Ah yes, good girl.” He pumped a few more times then emptied inside her and Stacey swallowed everything Her Master offered her.
He zipped up, walked over to the other side of the board, and turned the sybian up higher. “You were a good girl tonight and you pleased Me very much,” He spoke loud enough so she could hear, “so you don’t need permission tonight to come. I want you to come as many times as you can and don’t hold back.”
“Yes, Master.” Stacey replied. Her body relaxed more and she felt a bit more at ease. She felt the sybian removed from her sex and wondered what else Master had in store for her. She also wondered how many times she was going to climax and if her body would allow multiples.
Her body suddenly jolted at the next sensation on her – the Hitachi vibrator. Master had it on the full speed and Stacey felt she lost all control. Her fingers tightly grasped the rope while her feet banged against the wooden stock. “Master, I’m about to come…Master, I’m about to…” She couldn’t finish her sentence when the climax rippled through her body. “Please stop, Master…please.”
Master didn’t let up. He continued to masturbate her, even though Stacey begged for Him to stop. Nick knew, however, it was just a ploy for Him to keep going. She knew what her safe word was and if she truly wanted Him to stop, she would’ve said it.
“Master, please stop…” Stacey thrashed against the wooden stock. “…I can’t take it anymore.”
“Oh, you’ll take what I’ll give you and you’ll like it.” Nick replied as He rolled the vibrator over her clit. “Are you going to come for your Master, again?”
Stacey squealed and squeaked as she viole
ntly came, climaxing over the Hitachi. “Very good, fiorellina. Very good.” He purred. He grabbed the lipstick off the counter and carefully painted Stacey’s bare folds with it. He then rolled a condom on His hardened cock, entered inside her once again, and kept the vibrator on her. Her pussy tightly wrapped around His cock and every time they had sex, it honestly felt like a brand-new experience. He used the same controlled strokes but now they were more forceful, as if He was making a point to her. He held onto the stock as He went deeper inside her, His balls slapping against her sex with each stroke.
Stacey screamed and squealed; her mind and body were tested to different limits. Her body was coated in sweat and her throat was dry. Her sex felt soreness and pleasure at the same time while mini-orgasms rippled throughout her body. Master knew what she was capable of before she even did and at times, it was almost disconcerting. It didn’t matter now, however, as she gave into His needs and demands.
She felt another climax forming again and didn’t try to prolong it or hold back. She shuddered and whimpered, not prepared for the impending orgasm. “Master, I’m about to come. Master, I’m about to…” She violently screamed; her feet tightly curled up in balls and her hands were red from holding the rope so hard.
“Good girl,” Nick commented. He stroked her a few more times before He had His own release. He disposed of the condom and returned to His submissive. He removed the rope from her feet and hands and then removed the straps from her body. He picked her up and carried her to His bed.
Stacey rolled over and snuggled against her Master. She felt His soft heartbeat against His chest and was comforted by His woodsy cologne. His muscular arms were wrapped around her and He gently stroked her hair.
“You’re welcome to spend the night if you want to,” He spoke.
“I would love to but I can’t. I have to be at work in a few hours,” Stacey replied. “I’m filling in for another nurse so I’ll be heading home to change and get ready.”
“You sure you’ll be okay to walk?” Nick chuckled.
“Meh,” Stacey snuggled more against her Master, “I’ll just say I bumped into something.”
Six
“So you have homework over the weekend,” Nick began as his class groaned, “oh, quit your bitching. You know damn well you’re not going to get started on this until the night before or the morning of the next class, which gives you four days of endless partying.” He winked to chuckles. “I’m sure you’re all familiar with reality shows and how they’re a dime a dozen now. Well, you need to pick a reality show couple and compare their love story to Romeo and Juliet. Got it? Good! Get out of here and enjoy your weekend, everyone.”
As the majority of Nick’s class was heading out, he stayed behind and answered a few questions from students. He began assembling his items when he heard the classroom door open and shut. He glanced to his left and saw Krista meekly standing by the door.
Nick removed his glasses and studied Krista’s face. She almost didn’t want to look up at him and stood right next to the door as if she was ready to burst through it at any given time if prompted. Something about being in Krista’s presence clearly intimidated her.
He proceeded with extra caution. “Can I help you, Krista?”
Krista swallowed as she heard her name. She quickly darted her lips with her tongue and thought about how badly she wanted to talk to Nick. Was he just Nick? Or was He Master? Or should she call Him Saint Nick?
“Um…um…I.. I-I found out where you worked from Tony.” She explained and finally looked up at him, though she quickly regretted it. Wearing a blue dress shirt and black slacks, Nick fully embodied the hot, sexy professor that Krista imagined was the fantasy of many women.
Nick folded his arms across his chest. “Okay.” His tone was flat and his eyes pierced through Krista. “You still haven’t told me why you’re here.”
Krista felt uncomfortable and lightly massaged her neck to relieve some tension. Nick was intimidating, even when he wasn’t in his Dom role. “The other night. I saw you the other night with Sir…erm, Master Scott.” Nick’s stance didn’t bulge and Krista felt his gaze became more intense. “And I just wanted to let you know that your secret is safe with me. I’m not going to let anyone know about it.”
There was a long stretch of silence between them and Krista felt like she overstepped some unspoken boundary. “I’ll be on my way now. I’m sorry I bothered you.” She turned to leave.
“Krista, there’s a difference between privacy and secrecy,” Nick’s words stopped her. “If I’m keeping something to myself, it’s for my own beliefs and comfort; privacy. If I’m keeping something from you, I’m ashamed of it in some form; secrecy. I’m sure if my family were to find out about what I do outside of the university, it would only add more confusion than what they currently view of me, which is of a closeted homosexual.”
Krista turned back to Nick. “It doesn’t bother you that I know?” She felt his gaze on her and she quickly corrected herself. “Sir. It doesn’t bother you that I know, Sir? That I know this part of You, Sir?”
“I think it bothers you more that I know something about you than it does that you know something about Me.” Nick replied. “I don’t care if you know this about Me, Krista. I’m not ashamed at all of what I do outside university grounds and behind closed doors. Everything I do with My submissives and any submissive willing to learn follows the standard BDSM rule – safe, sane, and consensual. If this bothers you, however, we can stop here.”
Nick’s words were haunting. Krista wondered what he meant exactly about stopping but she didn’t dare to find out. “I don’t want to.” She said in a tone that was above a whisper.
“Good.” Nick walked over towards her and locked the door behind her. He closed the blinds and walked back to his desk. He pulled out a drawer and rummaged through it before he pulled out a paddle. “Come here, sugar.”
Krista’s eyes widened. How did He know? She then realized it was obvious – the two Doms obviously had spoken to each other. If she wanted her fantasy, they needed to know the particulars. She immediately thought exactly what the Doms speak of when it came to her. It was clear Master Scott told Saint Nick that she didn’t particularly care for the paddle.
Did Master Scott speak highly of her body? Her sexual acts? What did He not like? What did He love?
All questions had to be put aside. She slowly walked over to Nick and immediately kneeled at His feet. “Yes, Master?”
Nick patted her hair like a child. “I knew who you were, sugar, back at my brother’s salon. It was clear that my brother didn’t know what you did outside of your activities and I was honoring you by not saying anything. Silence is golden. As your Dom, it is My responsibility to protect you at all times. But in order for Me to do that, you need to trust Me. You need to trust Us. If you don’t or you won’t, we’re done. I’ll tell Master Scott you’re no longer interested and we’ll go about our lives.” He lifted Krista’s face to his. “Are we clear?”
Krista nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“Good.” Nick nodded. “Before we leave here, you need to have the proper punishment. You have come to My place of business, uninvited, and caused undue stress on both of us. You need to learn when to stay in your place and never question your Dom. Get up, pull down your jeans, and get on My lap.”
Being spanked brought Krista back to a time of when she was a child. It wasn’t a pleasant memory and she already didn’t look forward to Master’s punishment. She swallowed her emotions and did as He’d instructed. She stepped out of her sneakers, pulled down her jeans and bent over on Master’s lap.
“Does sugar know why she’s being punished?” Nick asked.
Krista nodded. “This girl was disobedient to her Masters and should’ve trusted her Masters before jumping to conclusions.”
“Very, very good.” Nick purred.
She braced herself for his strikes. After a short while, they didn’t come. She opened her eyes, and finally released
the long breath she’d been holding. Maybe He just wanted to humiliate her a bit and not do anything. Maybe He was all talk and no action. Maybe He was just like…
Smack!
Krista loudly gasped and swallowed. Her left cheek burned and tingled. It wasn’t a good pain.
Smack!
Her right cheek was on fire and Krista felt her eyes water. She was sure Master wasn’t trying to hurt her but He was definitely heavy-handed.
Smack!
She clenched her jaw and swallowed. It was painful and it took Krista back to unfavorable memories in her past.
Smack!
The tears fell and she let out a sigh as her body softly shuddered.
She heard the sound of a bottle popping open and immediately felt the cooling sensation of something spread on her ass. She immediately felt relief, both emotionally and physically. He was no longer upset at her, though Krista wasn’t sure if He ever was.
****
Nick hated dealing with punishment.
There was a clear difference between discipline and punishment, though He knew some of His fellow Doms horrifically interchanged the two. He particularly didn’t like spanking as punishment for a sub, who might be reminded of bad childhood memories.
It was clear He inadvertently took Krista back to a bad place. He found out her hard limit before she’d expressed it. He would have to mention that to Scott.
The guilt inside Him subsided as He applied the salve to her. The submissive needed to be taught to stay within her boundaries and not to test her Dom. He knew she wouldn’t do this again.
“You will learn the difference between discipline and punishment. You will learn how to act accordingly in different settings. Finally, you will learn if being a submissive is a lifestyle for you. You may find that you don’t want to become one. You may find this experience was nice but nothing for the long-term.” Nick circled her ass with an index finger before he lifted her back up and nodded to Krista to put her clothing back on.
Krista finished getting dressed and glanced up at her Master. He finished putting his items away in his messenger bag and wiped off the board from his lecture. Just as quickly Saint Nick appeared, he disappeared as if nothing ever occurred between them. It was then Krista understood her Master’s need for privacy and how He was able to keep his Dom Lifestyle so protected and guarded. If no one knew this about Him, no one would’ve ever guessed otherwise.
