by Gow, Kailin
“Have you ever been?” Buckled in, Sebastian sat in the passenger seat beside her and held her hand.
Serena shook her head. “Price has taken me to many places, but never here. This is spectacular. All the pictures I’ve seen are absolutely worthless when compared to seeing it up close. Where are you taking me, exactly?”
“I bought a magnificent little chalet a few years back. It’s not at all like the ostentatious home back in California and I instantly fell in love with it. It’s far enough from any neighbors and close enough to beautiful cities and all they have to offer.”
“Actually, I meant what city.” St. Moritz? Geneva? Bern?”
He chuckled and gazed at her. “I think it’s best you not know that little detail.”
She bit her lip and grinned. “Think I might divulge our whereabouts?”
“Let’s just say, I wouldn’t want to have Price barge in and ruin what I have planned for us.”
The plane slowly made its descent and the mesmerizing chain of mountains turned into looming peaks that pierced the sky.
“I could never have imagined something could go so high. It’s unreal.”
“If we have time we’ll get a little sightseeing in.”
The plane landed, smooth and easy then taxied to a private hangar. A silver Mercedes waited nearby.
“You know, I don’t have anything to wear except the clothes on my back,” Serena said as she got out of the plane.
“Don’t worry.” He opened the passenger door of the car and gazed at her from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. “The way I see it, you're overdressed.” He chuckled. “Chances are you won’t need much clothes, but I do have a wide variety of interesting garments at home. If ever you need anything in addition to that, we’ll go out and find something appropriate for you.”
Laughing she got in the car and was immediately eager to arrive at their destination. He was deliberately vague when speaking of his getaway home and she was eager to see all the secrets he kept there.
In awe of every charming home, every new mountain peak and every little town and village they passed through, Serena stared out the window, eager to see more. Already, she noticed a sign for Bern, but they drove on.
Sebastian was cool and quiet as he drove, pointing out various buildings of interest or commenting on the people who lived in one town or another.
“You seem to know your way around pretty well.”
“I only bought the place last year, but I’ve sneaked over here every chance I’ve had. I always feel reborn when I arrive. I don’t know if it’s because it puts such great distance between my father and me, or if it’s simply the magic of the mountain air.”
Serena chuckled as she tried to read the name of the street. “Did you see that name? It goes on forever. Heilingens… something.”
“Heilingenschwendistrasse,” he said with authority.
“Yeah, right.”
They drove on and Serena sat back and let the magic of the mountains take over. After a while, he turned the Mercedes onto a narrow, winding road.
“They run out of asphalt?” Serena said as she looked down the road that was barely wide enough for one car. “Hope you don’t run into one of your neighbors.”
“There’s not much of a chance of that. This is a private road. Everything you see here on in is mine.”
Serena gasped and looked at the flowering meadows that spread out on either side of the car. It was picture perfect and she couldn’t have imagined a better place to escape to.
“Think you can handle being out here a little while?”
“I think you're going to have a hard time convincing me to ever leave here.”
“Good. I like the sound of that.”
The high peak of his little cottage came into view. The large structure was impressive in every way. It was sized like an extravagant mansion, but warm and charming in so many ways. Every window had lovely hand painted shutters. The intricate woodwork caught her eye and she was amazed by the workmanship. At first glance, it had all the charm a Swiss chalet promised, but as they got closer, as Sebastian pulled up in front of the main door, Serena realized it was far more than a quaint little chalet.
It was a sumptuous hideaway.
“Let me show you around.” Sebastian helped her out of the car. “After all those hours cramped on the plane, a little stroll will do us some good.” He led her to a wide stone paved path that circled around the large home and brought them to the spectacular gardens in the back.
Serena inhaled the fragrant air.
“Of course I can’t take credit for the beauty of those blooms,” Sebastian said. “I have three wonderful and dear women who come in to help tend to the place. They're efficient, hard-working, and man do they know their blooms.”
“I didn’t know you liked flowers.”
“Who doesn’t like flowers?”
As they followed the path they came to a large fountain that spewed water from twelve feet up. The water crashed continually into the large basin where several fish milled around.
They walked around for another twenty minutes, looking at flowers, examining fish ponds and even feeding a few wayward ducks.
Beyond the pond was a small stone terrace. A tiny table for two sat in the center and was set with wine glasses, dishes and cutlery.
“Lunch is served.”
“Did your staff see us coming?”
“I called just before we prepared to land.”
“You really thought of everything.”
“I thought you might be a little hungry after the flight.”
“I’ll admit our recent activities have opened my appetite.”
He grinned and pulled a chair back for her.
They had a pleasant lunch amidst the gentle buzz of bees and the fragrant cool breeze. It was a strange but welcomed contrast to the hot and fiery flight they’d had.
Looking at them now, no one would ever suspect the torrid games they’d played, nor the mystery of the games to come.
“Enough fresh air for now,” Sebastian said as he stood. “Let’s go inside. I still have a lot to show you.”
The chalet was as magnificent inside as its outer appearance promised. Large wooden pillars rose to the cathedral ceiling where massive wood beams held the roof up. The air inside was cool and carried the light scent of wood.
“The kitchen should be well-stocked and you’ll find whatever you like.”
The large kitchen was modern, but with a hint of old world charm. Serena could easily picture herself walking around barefoot, fixing breakfast or lunch for Sebastian while he toiled away on a new musical creation.
And as they moved on to the living room which doubled as a music room, the image of her and Sebastian working on music together was irresistible. A large leather sofa sat facing a magnificent baby grand. The image came to her so clear and so precise. She sat on the sofa sipping expensive wine while Sebastian fingered the piano. Occasionally she rose to scratch out a note on his composition and replace it with a more harmonious choice. Together they made spectacular music. And once the composition was complete, they celebrated their accomplishment with music of a whole other kind.
“And now for the piece de la resistance…” He said, breaking into her reverie. He led her to a long corridor, pulled out a key and slid it into the keyhole. “This is one room I don’t want to have the help snooping around in. I don’t think they’d quite understand.”
He opened the door onto a veritable feast of adult toys and Serena instantly knew where they’d celebrate each and every musical achievement.
Chapter 14
Serena opened her eyes and saw Sebastian sitting on a chair by the window. His gaze was thoughtful, almost impatient as he looked at her. Wearing only drawstring, off white linen pants, his torso was strong and appealing in the morning light. She propped herself up on an elbow and looked at him.
“Well rested?” he asked. His gaze dipped down to her bare breasts.
/> “Very. You?”
“I woke up with your beautiful breasts on my mind and a raging hard on for you, Serena. I can’t think of a better way to wake up.” He stood and came to her, his eyes narrowing with mischief. “Don’t worry. I have no intention of making any great demands on you today. On the contrary.”
“Well then, what do you have in mind this morning?”
He looked pensive for a moment. “I’ve known men, lonely or perhaps just kinky men, who’ve spent a lot of money on expensive and realistic sex dolls.”
“I’ve heard of men like that.”
“While for some it’s the only woman they’ll ever fuck, for others it’s a choice. They enjoy the games they can conjure up with a woman who is so willing.”
“I imagine it is.”
“I’ve never enjoyed the idea much. I think the scent… plastic, latex… whatever they're made of… would turn me off. I also prefer the warmth of human skin. Having said that, I do like the idea of playing doll… with you.”
She cocked a very interested brow.
“Today,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed and pushed a lock of hair off her brow. “I will dress you, feed you, wash you, undress you and fuck you as I choose. You will remain immobile and maintain whatever pose I put you in. You are not to speak, to react or move at all… no matter what.”
Serena looked into his piercing eyes and controlled the thrilled bolt of electricity that passed through her. It was a game she’d never played and was excited by the prospect. Adopting a blank stare, she gave her body a firm, but malleable stance.
“Perfect.” He stood and sat her up then turned her legs off the edge of the bed. “First, let’s get you dressed.” Reaching inside the drawer of the bedside table, he pulled out a black leather bra and fitted it on her. The bra, instead of covering her breasts, simply had a leather strap that wrapped around her torso, while two one inch bands ran up over each breast, barely covering her nipples, before running on over her shoulder to bind with the strap at her back.
Once the bra was in place, Sebastian pushed her onto her back with a firm hand to her chest. He brought her legs straight up and proceeded to pass a short and frilly black leather skirt over her legs. With an equally firm yank, he pulled her off the bed and brought the skirt up to her waist and snapped it tight.
“That should do the trick for now,” he said as he gave her ass a sound slap.
When he picked her up in his arms, Serena maintained the pose of an inanimate doll by keeping her arms and legs rigid. Pleased, he brought her to the kitchen table and sat her down.
“You must be hungry after such a good night’s sleep.” With his index finger and thumb, he grabbed her cheeks and squeezed, forcing her to part her lips. He shoved a strawberry into her mouth and clamped her lips shut. Repeatedly, he opened her mouth and shoved a fruit in. When he approached her lips with a large rod of pineapple, the juices trickled down her chin and on to her breasts.
“Now look what I’ve done.” He lightly tapped her lips with the stick of pineapple. He looked at her, his eyes displeased as he reached for a damp cloth. But instead of wiping her clean, he ran his hand over her breasts, smearing the sticky juice over her chest.
Bringing the pineapple to her mouth again, he gently ran the tropical fruit over her lips then firmly forced it in only to pull it out again.
Serena pursed her lips slightly as the fruit ran in and out of her mouth. Without warning, Sebastian dropped the pineapple, turned her away from the table so she faced him and pulled his engorged cock out of his drawstring pants. As any man would to any inanimate doll, he rammed his cock into her mouth.
Remaining immobile, Serena’s only response was the gentle sucking action she brought to her mouth. After barely a minute, he pulled out, clamped her mouth shut and walked away.
After he’d left the kitchen, Serena heard the front door close then the car door. The motor roared to life and the car sped away.
Twenty minutes later, he returned.
Serena hadn’t moved.
For the next ten minutes, Sebastian went about his business, ignoring her as he pulled items out of a bag and set them on the counter. There were various food items; lettuce, tomatoes, onions and cucumbers, and a variety of household items; plastic wrap, a potato masher and clothespins.
He diligently washed the vegetables, tore the lettuce and chopped the other vegetables and tossed them all into a large bowl. He mixed oil and vinegar together, added seasonings and poured the mixture over the salad.
Finished, he put the bowl in the refrigerator and turned to look at her for the first time since arriving. He gazed down at her slightly parted legs and frowned as he looked at the potato masher still on the counter. Picking up the utensil, he scrutinized the large, metal handle then looked at Serena’s parted legs again.
With the curiosity of a child about to experiment, he came to her and set the potato masher on the table then lifted her out of the chair and set her on the table. He parted her legs further then ran his fingers over her clitoris and down between her lips. After licking his finger, he picked up the metal utensil and ran the cool, smooth edge of the handle over her moistened flesh.
His gaze focused on the working of the gleaming metal against her skin as he put a palm between her breasts and pushed her to lay back. Gently but persistently he pressed the cool metal inside her.
Serena stared at the ceiling, biting down on the pleasurable groan she knew she had to keep to herself.
Clenching his teeth, he gripped her hips, plunged deep inside her, then gasped as he pulled out.
His breathing labored and his eyes narrow with lust, he walked away. Moments later, he returned and poured water into her mouth. When she’d drank half the bottle, he picked her up and carried her outside where he propped her up against a tree. After a moment’s thought he turned her face to the tree and tugged her hips to him while pushing her back down.
With an intensity she’d not seen or felt before, he entered her and pounded deep inside her until he pulled out with a roar and climaxed over her.
Almost at the verge of climaxing herself, she wanted to comment and wondered if the game was over, but knew she had to wait until he gave the clear order. He specifically told her not to come. Price had trained her so well, that she had total control over her body. She will not come until her master told her she could. And for now, Sebastian was her master, and she was his protégé. She loved this wild harsh side of him. It aroused her in all senses when a man knew what he wanted, took it, and asked questions later. But this was a new game for her. She didn’t know what to expect, and waited for Sebastian’s commands.
Was the game over? Only when he methodically raised her into a standing position and turn her around did she realize the game was still on. His gaze was strangely blank and devoid of all emotion as he looked upon her like the inanimate object she portrayed. With one firm yank and a disgusted grunt, he pulled the leather skirt off and tossed it into the grass.
He reached for the hose lying nearby and turned a piercing harsh spray on her. The tiny droplets of water stung her skin, and when the spray came to her breasts the painful sensation almost had her crying out. Sebastian changed the spray concentration on the nozzle, rendering it gentler but still hard.
Aiming the nozzle at her belly, he circled her belly button then brought the stream of water over her clitoris. Instantly, her knees locked as the pleasurable sensation shot through her. He casually directed the hose down her legs, ignoring the fire he’d ignited.
Occasionally he brought the spray back to her clitoris, but remained for only an excruciating short time. With every passing of the hose, her orgasm came closer and closer. Just when she thought he’d allow her the release of a silent and unnoticeable orgasm, Sebastian turned her around and hosed off her back.
The reprieve was enough for her to regain control of her legs, however when he turned her around again, he mercilessly aimed the water at her clitoris.
Serena
steeled herself, keeping her body from jolting and jumping as the sensations built to an uncontrollable high. As the first wave of her orgasm hit, she involuntarily twitched, earning her a cold glare from Sebastian.
If she didn’t control herself better, she’d be punished.
Another wave hit of her oncoming orgasm, hard and impossible to ignore. She swallowed while she stared straight ahead, her gaze just a tad above Sebastian’s face. It was coming and she feared she’d lose her composure.
She caught the gleam of pleasure in his eyes and stepped closer. “Now,” he commanded.
The stream of water intensified and her orgasm finally found its release. As difficult as it was, Serena remained immobile and managed to keep her silence, while her entire body shook non-stop with the most intense pleasure. She wanted to roar. She wanted to scream out at the top of her lungs. But she kept her mouth clamped shut, intensifying the waves that whacked through her body sending her over the top. Her eyes rolled up in ecstasy. Oh my God! The effort was well worth it. Her orgasm was one of the strongest she’d ever experienced.
Afterwards when she was sated and lying in Sebastian’s arms as he carried her back inside, he kissed her gently and smiled. “You were remarkable,” he said proudly. “It takes incredible discipline of your body to reach that level of orgasm, but you did.” He kissed her again. “And I thoroughly enjoyed it, too.”
Chapter 15
“I’d never done that before,” Serena said as she sat down to breakfast with Sebastian the following morning, her mind and body still reeling from the mind-blowing pleasure she received yesterday. Sebastian, oh Sebastian, had completely surprised her with his skills as a lover. He could be gentle and loving, yet demanding and so passionate. He had shown that he could be an absolute master dom as Price could be, yet he could allow himself the pleasure of reversing his role as a sub or vanilla or anything that Serena wanted.
