Secrets of Submission

by LK Shaw

  Penny

  “Come on, woman. You’re on vacation. You need to get out of this house and enjoy yourself. Which means, we’re going shopping. You need more sexy clothes,” Bridget groaned as she rifled through my closet.

  I barely paid her any attention. Instead, I sat on my bed, one leg hanging off as I bounced in agitation. I thought about the night at the restaurant and Marcus’ reaction when I mentioned the car that looked similar to the one I was sure followed me. I kept seeing the expression on his face and his barrage of questions. It was one I’d never seen before. I remembered his frustration when I didn’t have the answers. Even though he’d pleasured me at the restaurant, the rest of the night had been filled with an undecipherable tension, which continued to puzzle me. I couldn’t let it go. Especially after last night. I had a hunch though, that the person in the silver car and this mystery woman that Marcus smelled like were connected. But I didn’t know how.

  “Hello, Earth to Penny.”

  Shaking off my wayward thoughts, I focused back on what Bridget was saying. “Sorry, I was thinking of something else. Why do I need more sexy clothes? Marcus doesn’t care what I wear. In fact, if it were up to him I’d show up to Eden naked. I hate shopping anyway, so spending a well earned day off going from store to store is not exactly what I would describe as “fun”. I can never find anything that fits right. So, excuse me if I’m not as excited about the prospect as you are.”

  “Well, I love shopping, so I’ll be excited enough for both of us. Now, come on. Humor me. We’re going to find you some sexy ass outfits that you’ll thank me for later.”

  I groaned in displeasure, but let Bridget drag me off to wherever it was she was taking me.

  Three hours later, I swore to God that I would never let Bridget talk me into shopping with her again. I would rather be bound and tortured, and not in the sexy and fun way, before I ever put myself through this again. It was fucking exhausting. I had never felt so uncomfortable in my entire life. I swear I had tried on every piece of lingerie four different stores sold. I didn’t even know there were that many lingerie stores in town. She cooed and squealed at every other outfit I tried on. She even tried to take pictures to send to Marcus, but I put my foot down at that. As I trudged behind her from the last store toward her car with her chattering like a magpie, I didn’t pay attention to my surroundings. Not even when I heard the squeal of tires.

  “Penny!” reverberated in the air as Bridget screamed. I looked up as a flash of silver headed straight toward me. By the miracle of all miracles, I barely had time to jump out of the way before the front bumper of the car skimmed against my hip, knocking me to the ground.

  I lay there for a minute, breathless, hearing Bridget scream my name. I was so intent on catching air, I only gasped as she dropped to her knees next to me, looking around for help.

  “Holy fuck, Penny, talk to me. Are you hurt? Oh my God, someone help us.”

  Finally, air entered my lungs, and I rolled to my side, gasping and coughing. I waved her off as well as the couple who had run over after Bridget’s call for help. I gingerly made my way to my feet, limping slightly at the discomfort in my hip and still trying to take in a full breath of oxygen.

  “I’m fine,” I choked out. “A little shook up is all. What the hell was that?”

  Bridget glared in the opposite direction. “That fucking car about ran you down is what. I wish I’d seen the license plate number, because if I found out who owned that car, I’d kick his ass. What the fuck is wrong with people? Are you sure you’re ok? I’m calling the police. You need to call Master Marcus.”

  Still slightly shaken up, it took me a minute to get my bearings. I watched Bridget dial what I assumed was 9-1-1. I spotted my purse on the ground near where I’d landed and slowly bent down to pick it up. I dug through it looking for my phone. Once I found it, I dialed Marcus. I paced, limping slightly, while I waited for him to answer.

  His voice came over the line after the first ring as if he anticipated my call. “Hello, Sweetness. How was your shopping expedition with the fair Bridget?”

  For a brief heartbeat, I didn’t know where to start. “It was miserable, and I hated every second of it. It didn’t get any better after someone just tried to mow me down with their car.”

  Silence reigned on the other end long enough for me to think the call had dropped.

  “Marcus, are you still there?”

  It was then I heard a laundry list of swear words, including some I’d never even heard before, and the loud crash of breaking glass.

  “Sir, talk to me. What’s happening?” My nerves were already shot, and he wasn’t helping any.

  “Nothing, sorry, I dropped my glass. Are you okay? You’re not hurt are you? I should have asked right away.” He sounded calm now. Eerily calm.

  “I’m fine, Sir. Shaken up a little, and my hip is aching where the car grazed me. Other than that, I’m okay. More scared than anything. Bridget called the police, and they’re on their way. After they get here, I’m going to have her take me home so I can rest for a bit. Maybe soak in a hot bath to ease the ache in my leg. Will I see you later?”

  Sensing a slight hesitation in his response, he finally answered, “Yes, I’ll see you later tonight.”

  Marcus

  I contacted Connor and filled him in on what happened today. I was tired of fucking around. I needed Connor and his team to do the job I’d hired them for and track Evan down. Because I now had evidence that Evan had come out of hiding, and that didn’t bode well for anyone. Ever since I’d left Grace and Hailey last night, this sickness in my stomach had refused to dissipate. My gut told me Evan had something to do with the Penny’s accident today. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something irrevocable was about to happen. Something that would change our lives forever.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Marcus

  “Hello, Philip,” I greeted the bouncer at Eden as Penny and I entered the same doors we’d entered not so long ago. Penny still remained flustered by everything behind them.

  He nodded his head at me, his hair bouncing around his shoulders. “Good evening, Mr. Allen, Ms. Stephens.”

  I held Penny’s hand and guided her down the hallway toward the public playroom. For one night, I wanted to forget about Evan. I wanted to do nothing but lose myself in Penny’s body. When I picked her up tonight, I checked her over to make sure she wasn’t injured more than she’d mentioned to me. She seemed a little shaken up still, but waved me off when I saw the bruise on her hip. She assured me that her hot bath had eased the ache and she was anxious to play to take her mind off the accident.

  She was dressed in a corset of royal blue with black lace accents that accentuated her hourglass figure and barely covered her nipples. She completed the outfit with a black leather miniskirt, black fishnet thigh highs with matching garter belt hidden under her skirt, and black peep toe, sling back pumps. I loved seeing her in those colors. It reminded me of the first time I’d tied her to my bed. I also loved how she’d begun to embrace her body. Before tonight, she never would have worn something like this in public.

  Once we reached the public playroom, we headed over to the bar. Signaling the bartender, we waited only briefly before I was handed my usual whiskey and Penny her gin and tonic. I wanted her slightly relaxed for what was about to take place. I knew she wouldn’t be against it even if at first she hesitated, but the less inhibited she was, the more enjoyment she’d have. As we sat and sipped our drinks, more than one person gave Penny a lingering glance. She still didn’t realize how truly beautiful she was. One day she’d get there though, and I would do everything in my power to help her see it. “I have a surprise for you,” I threw out in an off-hand remark. Immediately, I felt her stiffen in trepidation. “What, you don’t like surprises?”

  She laughed slightly and shook her head causing her curls to bounce around her. “Not particularly. I was always the kid who snuck through her Christmas presents trying to guess what they wer
e. If asked if I ever secretly opened and then taped them shut again, I’d have to plead the fifth.”

  She shrugged and gave me an unabashed smile as I threw my head back, laughing loud enough to draw the attention of several people around us. “Why, Penny Stephens, I’m shocked by this. I never would have pictured you being such a sneaky little minx. I can see you as one of those little girls who always did what she was told. One who went to bed on time and never would have done something so daring as sneaking around looking at your presents. What a pleasant surprise to know you have a little bit of a wild side. I think you’ll enjoy your little surprise tonight immensely then.”

  As she took the last sip of her drink, I quickly downed the rest of my Johnnie Walker before taking her empty glass from her hand and placing it on top of the bar. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I helped her off the bar stool.

  “Come with me.” I spoke in her ear, keeping close contact with her, as I led her toward the back of the common area, in the direction of the private play rooms. We’d only utilized the private rooms once. Tonight was special though. We passed several security personnel who roamed the club making sure that everyone stayed safe and played within the bounds of consent. I nodded to those I knew as I led Penny to the second to last room on the right. I escorted her in while she took in our surroundings, and then I closed the door behind us.

  Unlike some of the other themed private play rooms, this particular room was the most subdued. There was nothing garish or flamboyant about it. It was almost demure, in fact. Candles had been placed randomly around the room, creating a balanced harmony between soft light and deep shadows. A king-size bed with its burgundy plush velveteen coverlet graced the far wall of the room. Two additional pillar candles burned on either side of the wrought iron headboard. A light, aromatic mist scented the room with a hint of lavender and vanilla. It was a room designed for seduction.

  Penny occupied the middle of the room, her back to me. I stepped quickly toward her and swept the hair off her back and over her shoulder, placing soft kisses along her ear and across her neck, nuzzling the sweet spot I knew drove her wild. She tilted her head to give me better access. I deeply inhaled her soft scent. As I continued to rain kisses down her shoulder, I began unlacing the ribbons of her corset. I plucked at each strand, finally loosening it enough to slide it over her head. I dropped it to the floor at almost the same time I turned her toward me and crushed my mouth to hers, biting at her lips. Without hesitation, she opened to me and our tongues began a familiar dance. Without breaking our kiss, I maneuvered us until her knees hit the bed, and we fell backwards onto it.

  Reluctantly I moved my mouth from hers, both of us breathing harshly. “You’re not hurting are you?”

  She shook her head. “No, Sir. I’m fine. I promise, if something starts to hurt, I’ll let you know.”

  Taking her at her word, I nodded before issuing my command. “Scoot up to the top and take off your skirt.” With a sexy smile she scooted backward with her forearms before lifting her butt and shimmying out of her skirt as I moved to stand next to the bed. She began to unhook the garter belt, when I stopped her. “I didn’t give you permission to remove anything except your skirt. Leave it. Now, touch yourself.”

  I sensed her hesitation at my command. I didn’t say anything else as I patiently waited to see if she’d follow my instructions. As if in slow motion, she finally moved her hands up to cup her breasts. It was a start. She cupped and squeezed her breasts, and my arousal kicked in higher when she closed her eyes and bit her lip as she tweaked and plucked at her nipples. A slight moan escaped her lips. As I watched her, I quickly undressed eager to join in her pleasure. As I was about to join her on the bed, she skimmed one of her hands down the length of her body and suddenly rubbed her clit with her fingertip. Her back arched in pleasure. Her eyes opened to slits as she made eye contact with me, her blue eyes almost black with passion.

  With a cheeky grin, she crooked her finger at me. Not wasting another minute, I slid in next to her at the same time she moved her finger from her clit to barely dip into her pussy. I grabbed her hand in mine and pushed her finger deeper, wetness coating our hands. Helping her finger fuck herself, I added my finger alongside hers. Her pussy pulsed around our fingers as she clenched her muscles and tried to pull them in further. She was on the precipice of an orgasm when I wrenched our fingers out to prolong her pleasure.

  She pouted up at me and groaned in frustration. “God, you love to torture me. I was almost there.”

  I smacked her bared pussy causing her to twitch and moan again in pleasure. “I’m in control here, not you. You should have learned that by now, Sweetness.” With my words, I moved over her, brought her hands above her head and locked her wrists together in my hand as I ground our lips together. She nipped at my bottom lip. I lightly slapped her breast with my free hand in retaliation, and she writhed beneath me in pleasure. Maintaining my hold on her wrists, I opened my mouth, kissing her breast to soothe the sting of my slap.

  “Grab the headboard,” I commanded as I released her hands to move further down her body, “and don’t let go.” I didn’t wait to see if she obeyed me as I trailed my lips down her body until I reached her sex. Grabbing her heels, I bent her knees toward her chest balancing her legs on my shoulders as I dove in to feast. I lapped up her sweet cream as I spread her open to plunge my tongue as deep inside her as possible. I withdrew and traced a line downward until I reached her anus. I circled the puckered hole before dipping my tongue inside as she writhed beneath me. I kept her on edge until she was unable to take it any more and the orgasm ripped through her causing her to shudder uncontrollably beneath me.

  When I looked up at her, I saw she still gripped the headboard so tightly her knuckles were white.

  “I’m proud of you, sub,” I praised her as I gently pried her death grip off the iron behind her.

  She sighed in satisfaction as her eyes locked on mine. “Thank you, Sir. It took everything I had not to let go. I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

  “You did well, Sweetness.”

  Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door. When Penny made to cover herself, I stopped her. She tensed slightly as I called out, “Enter.” The door opened and in walked a familiar blond haired man. “Welcome, Donovan. So glad you were able to join us.”

  Donovan scanned the scene in front of him, his eyes darkening in arousal as he drank in Penny’s nakedness. “Thanks for inviting me. I’ve been looking forward to this all night. I’m a little disappointed to have missed the appetizer though.”

  To my delight, redness washed over Penny as I chuckled. “Oh, don’t worry, you’re just in time for the main course.” Penny’s gaze darted between Donovan and me, deducing what was about to happen. She relaxed a little, although she remained slightly wary and unsure. I reached out to caress her breast, drawing small circles around the rigid tip. “Relax, love. Let us give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Four hands touching you, two pairs of lips kissing you, and most importantly, two cocks filling you. Stop thinking and start feeling. You’re a desirable woman, and both of us want to do nothing but pleasure you. Imagine my cock finally inside your ass. Remember, you can always use your safe word. I will never take that away from you.”

  I continued my ministrations to her breasts, now plucking her nipples, alternating between the two. An impassioned moan escaped her lips as did her acceptance. “Yes, please. I want both of you inside me.”

  With a boldness I didn’t expect, but should have, Penny reached down to stroke my hardened cock as she leaned up to brush her mouth across mine, licking her way across it. I moved my hand from her breast and cupped her sex, finger thrusting inside her still wet pussy. We continued pleasuring each other as our lips locked and our tongues dueled. She thought to take control of the kiss. She was soon going to remember that I gave her the short-lived control she thought to take.

  We were both lost in each other until I felt the bed dip next to us. I broke the
kiss, reminded that Donovan was with us. He had also disrobed while Penny and I had been in our own world. He leaned down and ghosted a kiss across her lips. Knowing Donovan would pleasure her, I transferred my attention back to her weeping sex. I added another finger while my thumb thrummed her clit. I played her like a fine-tuned instrument.

  Her juice dripped down her crack. Unable to resist the urge, I moved in for a taste even as I continued to thrust my fingers in and out of her wet cunt. I bent over her and began nibbling on her clit that was peeking out of its hood. I swirled my tongue around it before sucking it into my mouth like a juicy berry. I placed my arm across her abdomen when she bucked to keep her in place as I continued my assault on her.

  I glanced up, because I wanted to see her reaction to Donovan and to make sure she was still enjoying what we were doing. Donovan had transferred his attention and was now palming one breast, tweaking her nipple, while taking her other breast in his mouth. Her hands were in his hair holding him to her. A surge of jealousy ran through me at the sight. For an instant I froze as I realized that I never wanted another man to touch her.

  I tapped down my jealousy. She was enjoying herself and this was something she wanted to try so I would allow it. But for tonight only. After that, she was mine and mine alone. Bringing my concentration back to the task at hand, I lifted my head and removed my fingers from her dripping pussy as I felt her tightening on my fingers and knew she was on the edge of an orgasm. “Stop,” I ordered both of them. Donovan raised his head from her breast and looked at me with a knowing glance. He’d heard the tone behind the order and was waiting to see if I called a halt to the proceedings. Penny finally looked at me with hooded eyes, completely lost in her arousal that she was slower to respond.

  “On your back, Donovan,” I told him, knowing he knew the next step.