“I’m going to test your pain threshold.” She sucked in a breath and almost took a step back before catching herself.
I didn’t say anything, just waited for her next move. She knew that in this room as with everywhere else, I was in control, but more so here, where I would push her limits sexually and mentally.
In this room she understood that there was an added element to our life together, this is where her trust in me was most needed. There was no safe word and she knew all about them and what they meant. She also knew how I felt about them.
It was a risk, for both of us, but something I felt very strongly about. I want my woman to trust me wholeheartedly, implicitly.
To know that I understand her strengths and her weaknesses, to know that though I might and will eventually fuck her as hard as anyone’s ever been fucked before, that her heart was safe with me.
I saw the decision in her eyes and applauded her bravery and her commitment. Although I’d got her to sign the contract, this was my way of locking her in, of binding her to me for all time.
What went on between us now, will set the precedent for our future. Gabriella is a true submissive down her little toenails, but she has no real understanding of the true meaning of the word.
Me being a dominant fuck had scented it on her that first night. Now she was here and she was mine. Mine to love, mine to guide, mine to fuck. But before I fucked her, before we shared that ultimate of all bonds I needed her to accept all that I was.
“I want to share everything with you sweet Kitten, this is just one of them. Come.” I led her to the bench and sat, pulling her over my lap.
“Some use spanking as a punishment, I might do that in the future if it’s warranted, but for me, it’s more about added pleasure.
Sometimes I’m going to want to redden your ass, not because you’ve done anything bad, but because the sight of your red ass makes me hot, makes me want to fuck you into the ground.” I ran my hand over her ass and down through her legs to her pussy. She was already wet.
“I’m going to use my hand, because that’s more intimate. I want to feel the heat of your ass under my hand.”
Without warning I brought my hand down across her ass. Not too hard at first, just enough to make her jump and yip, more from surprise than pain.
“How was that?”
“Not too, not too bad.” I gave her five more taps, each a little harder than the last. She writhed against my legs trying to rub her clit into me.
“Bad girl Kitten, I didn’t tell you you could move.” The next blow hit against the butt plug driving it deeper into her ass. She strained to keep herself still. Her body started up a fine tremble as I continued to spank her.
There were tears running down her face, but they were equally matched to the pussy juice that was dripping from between her legs, and wetting my thighs.
When both her ass cheeks were nice and red I turned her over in my arms holding her close. “I’m so proud of you baby and now I have something for you.”
I retrieved the collar I’d had specially made for her, the one I’d been waiting for just the right time to give her. Now felt right to me. We had crossed the final threshold so to speak, perfectly mated.
“Kneel Kitten.” She slid from my lap and fell into the submissive pose she’d obviously been practicing. With her head touching the floor and her hands behind her back.
“Collar pose baby.”
She lifted to her knees and placed one hand on her thigh while holding her hair up off her neck with the other, eyes downcast.
I checked her posture and praised her for how well she had done. She beamed at me as I leaned over and kissed her lips softly while clipping the thick gold links around her neck.
It was a replica of a very well known high- end jeweler’s signature necklace, only this one said Return to Callan O’Rourke. Lifting her back onto my lap I had her straddle me.
I peppered her face with kisses while spreading her legs and inserting two thick long fingers into her pussy.
She was dripping wet from her spanking and I had no doubt that had I continued, she would’ve cum from her first real spanking.
“Oh, master your fingers in me feel so good.” All inhibitions gone; well not quite, I still can’t get her to say pussy or fuck, but I know that will come soon enough, I’ll see to it.
“Do you want to have a nice little cum?”
“Yes please master.”
“Hmm I have a better idea, since you did so well and was my big girl and took your spanking, I think you deserve a reward.” She positively vibrated with anticipation.
“Oh yes master.” I carried her back to the bed and laid her on her side. Climbing in next to her I too laid on my side but with our heads in opposite directions.
“You may begin.” The words were no sooner out of my mouth than she had my cock in her mouth.
Lifting her top leg up and out of the way, I buried my face in her pussy and went to town eating her freshly washed cunt again.
The combination of me fucking her ass with the butt plug and moving those balls around in her cunt with my tongue proved to be too much for her and she was soon trying to pull her pussy away from my mouth before she had another accident.
“Master, please, may I cum?” She’d dropped my cock to ask but shoved it back into her mouth before I could answer.
“No, hold it for me.” I went back to nibbling her clit and tongue fucking her pussy while she did the exercises deep in her pussy to hold off her orgasm. Good girl.
After I came in her throat and she cleaned my cock with her tongue I took pity on her and allowed her to cum.
***
For the rest of that whole first day I kept her close, loving on her, reassuring her. The only time I left her for five minutes is when I took the call from the police and again from my own team about their findings so far.
The security cameras on the building had been tampered with, there was no longer any room for doubt, this was no accident.
I thought of bundling her up and packing her off somewhere until this all passed, I was sure this was about about me, whatever this was. And I was almost certain she’d been the intended target.
I had a few enemies in the business world, none that I thought would go to these lengths, but you never know. But that night as she laid sleeping in my arms my mind went to a dark place.
Could she really have done it? I couldn’t see Marion climbing up there to cut those cables but I could certainly see her paying someone else to do her dirty work.
I’d hardly given her a second thought since I took Kitten from her apartment. Her little smear campaign had lost its teeth after the piece in the paper and I’d pretty much put her out of my mind.
But it was almost time for her to move out of the apartment and I’m sure she’d received the notice along with her severance pay.
Pulling kitten in closer I kissed her forehead lightly and made her a silent vow. ‘I’ll keep you safe no matter what.’
Chapter 23
We had fun for the next two days, days in which I showed her more of the other side of me, the side that she would be spending a lot of time with in the future. I didn’t explain the change to her, I didn’t need to, but she picked up on it right away.
Callan was gone, in his place was her master, the man who would rule and control her in all ways and in all things. It was time.
That third morning, knowing I had to leave her for the day because I’d put things off at work for too long, I let her sleep in. She’d had another long night.
I’d introduced her to the St. Andrews cross and the smother box, both of which she thoroughly enjoyed. It was a good thing I hadn’t intended on spanking as a punishment because she seemed to really enjoy it.
When she’d begged me for more with her thighs covered in pussy juice, I felt like I’d won the lottery.
Now she laid exhausted, curled into a ball with a half smile still on her face. I made a list and left it for her on
my pillow before brushing her hair and leaving her to sleep.
***
GABRIELLA
I’ve died and gone to heaven; that was my first thought when I rolled over the next morning after the most amazing night of my life. I never knew there could be so much pleasure or that I would some day find it.
Callan…no, last night everything had changed, I’d sensed it, felt it. He was Sir now. Oh he was the same man who had stolen my heart, but he was now…more.
And even though I would still call him by his time at times, I will never think of him as anything other than my master again.
I got a tingle in my secret place when I thought of the ‘more’. I loved every minute of our time together since he’d brought me here.
The way he takes control, I’d never given it much thought before, beyond my little fantasies, but I find I love having him take charge of me.
Something inside me seems to have blossomed; something I didn’t know was there. Under his hand and guidance I was finding my true self. I didn’t even feel like the old Gabriella anymore. I felt reborn. I am his Kitten.
I reached out my hand to feel the warmth that his body had left on his side of the bed. I knew he had to go in today, I was only a little bummed that I’d slept through his leaving, but my Master must’ve known how tired I was after the night we shared and he’d let me sleep.
My only sadness was that he hadn’t consummated our union as yet, not fully. That day he’d entered my body halfway I’d thought for sure that was it. And even with the slight pain I’d hungered for it.
Now it’s all I can think about, being under him, being taken by him. His manhood fascinates me; I want it. I want to feel it moving inside me, making me full; stretching me.
I want him to cum inside me like in some of the stories we’ve read together at night, the ones that leave me breathless and wanting more.
I felt my body tingle in that now familiar way and was tempted to touch myself. But no, Master said my orgasms were now his, I couldn’t pleasure myself without his permission.
The plug in my butt and those balls in my secret place felt even bigger this morning as I moved around on the bed. I wish my Master were here with me now, touching me, caressing me…
Better think of something else Gabriella before you get into trouble. There was no way for him to know if I did touch myself, but I now have to give an account for my day whenever we were apart for any length of time.
Not to mention the new journal he’d given me that I was supposed to write in everyday. I couldn’t see myself lying to him about what I’d done, the thought made me almost nauseous.
I saw the note on his pillow. It was the same type of paper that the contract had been written on. My heart began to race as I reached for it, knowing that it was going to be something good.
I jumped off the bed in excitement after reading it. Please let this mean what I think it does.
There was so much to do, where to begin? At the top Gabriella you dunce! I berated myself as my heart beat a wild tattoo in my chest. I read the note over and over again making sure I got it right.
My hands and knees shook as I tried to calm myself. There were hours yet before his return, but I couldn’t wait. I wanted to get started right away.
Uh-oh. I had to have breakfast first before I did anything else. It didn’t enter my mind to question my allowing someone else to make those decisions for me, something as simple as what I had for breakfast.
I didn’t wonder at the joy it gave me that he took the time to even mention that, such a small thing. But he’s been choosing my meals for me since I moved in.
Just like he’s chosen my clothes, the way I wear my hair, everything. He’s taken me over completely and I find that I’ve never felt this free in my life.
I barely sat still long enough to eat the muesli and drink the orange juice as he’d ordered. There were butterflies running rampant in my tummy and I had to press my hand there more than once to settle myself.
It didn’t say for sure, but why else would he have me get the room ready? The room, I love it; after my initial fear that it was some sort of torture chamber, I have come to love the whole concept of the room as he has explained it.
I found the stuff exactly where he said it would be; the candles, the oils and the other little odds and ends he’d bid me prepare for his homecoming.
I will leave my personal grooming for last, I wanted to take my time and get everything just right.
A bath, maybe a nice long soak would help to calm me, or I’d go mad. I picked up the phone to call my mom. I don’t know why, but I needed to hear her voice today.
Of course I wasn’t going to tell her my suspicions that I was about to lose my virginity tonight, but I needed that connection with my past this one last time.
If all goes the way I think it will, tomorrow I will no longer be her little girl, but a woman. Callan’s woman.
***
I trembled with anticipation as I sat on the throne like chair waiting to hear him come through the door.
My fingers crept up to the new collar around my neck, I’ve never owned anything this beautiful in my life. More than the beauty and obvious value of it was what it represented.
I heard his key in the door and almost jumped to my feet, at the last minute I kept still. His orders were very specific. I know it was all part of training me to have self- control, but it was sometimes hard.
Just the sight of his massive cock makes me weak. Cock, it feels so naughty even thinking the word, but master wants me to say them out loud.
I know this is the one area where I’m still a bit of a disappointment and it saddens me, but I guess I still have a few of my old habits to break.
Master says to give myself a break, I’d only been his for a few short weeks and I’d already learned so much; but I wanted to give him everything.
He came into the room and I felt the build-up from the day shoot through me like a tidal wave. He praised me for following his orders and I felt like I’d accomplished something great.
He tells me to walk to him and I bounded up from the chair until he tells me to go slowly, I can barely stand it.
I follow his every command and feel real fear when he stops me after I’ve assumed the correct pose and kissed his feet. Dang it don’t let me mess this up, I’m so hot I’m about to combust and if I mess up I know he’s going to stop.
I undress him and feel my pulse race. Crap this is where I get into trouble.
His cock came into view and good grief there was already pre-cum leaking from it. I licked my lips and fought to stay still and not touch. Please, please, please, let me taste.
I knew I’d passed when he lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bed. I’m already on fire when he places his finger beneath the scrap of material over my secret place. I’m lost when he tells me to dance on his tongue as he plunges it into me.
I’m so far-gone that when he tells me to beg I don’t even think twice about saying the word ‘cock’. And when he lets me get that first taste I’m in heaven.
A few moments later, I hear myself begging him to fuck me but I don’t care. I’m on fire; if he doesn’t come into me soon I’m afraid I’m going to die.
The pain is unbelievable when he slams into me, but like he says, it didn’t last. He’s being so gentle with me now as he moves in and out of my body.
I clutched at him as I moved wildly beneath his body that was crushing me so sweetly into the mattress. “Oh, so good, oh please.” I had no idea what I was begging for; all I know is that I never wanted this feeling to end.
Chapter 24
CALLAN
Fuck, I knew her pussy was going to feel like this, knew it was going to own me from the first stroke. I ate at her lips as I stroked my cock in deep.
Her pussy was wet and hot, and so fucking tight I had to fight to move in and out of her.
I still had about four inches to go, but her small pussy was going to need more time, I was
afraid I’d tear her.
I kept my head buried in her neck holding her close so I could whisper words of encouragement in her ear.
“You’re beautiful baby, and your pussy fits me like a glove, like it was made just for me, only me.” I bit into her neck marking her and she thanked me.
“Mine.” The growl sounded foreign, like it came from somewhere else but I realize it’s the sound of a man who’s found his perfect mate.
“How sore is your little pussy Kitten?” I wanted to rut in her but I won’t hurt her for the world.
“It’s fine sir, please don’t stop.” She clutched at me as if afraid I would leave her, as if I could.
“I need to fuck you hard, I want to reach deeper inside you, claim all of you this first time.”
“I’m yours do with me as you will.”
“FUCK!” Her words said so breathlessly and heartfelt were more than I could take. Grabbing her ass in my hands I pulled her hard onto my cock, fucking past the Ben Wa balls in her pussy as my cock went in search of her womb.
She fucked up at me. “That’s right baby, throw that pussy up to me, just like that, fuck.” I pushed her legs back to her ears and pulled out so I could taste her.
I lapped at her pussy like a dog dying of thirst. Her taste was spicier now since she’d had a cock in her, a mix of her juices and mine.
I grunted into her pussy as she grabbed my head. “Master please; may I please cum, please?” She strained against my mouth.
Poor baby, she was in trouble. “No I want you to cum on my cock.” I sank my tongue back into her pussy and wriggled it around. She keened and mewled as she tried to hold her orgasm.
Taking mercy on her, I flipped her over and grabbing her throat roughly in my hand fucked into her hard from behind. “Cum for me now.”
“Aaaaoooowwwww.” Her scream filled the air as I felt her cumming on my cock. “Head between your arms ass in the air.” I slapped her ass hard when she didn’t move fast enough and she was soon in position.
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