"You can do this. Your body wants this. It’s alright, tigress, I’m right here." Jett said as he caressed her back. He looked up and nodded to Xavier who entered her from behind.
Mandy screamed into his lap. Xavier was too big for her, stretched her to tight, and caused overwhelming feelings and sensations to rush through her body.
Jett put his arm around her shoulders to hold her tight and petted her hair with his other hand. "Easy, Xavier, she’s not used to your size or endurance." Jett scolded and looked down in shock when he felt his manhood released. He saw the fear in her eyes when she begged him to let her play, to take her mind off the things she wasn’t ready to deal with. "This one time, I’ll allow it, tigress." He growled, already excited by her orgasm and how beautifully sensual she was in its midst.
Mandy used more care as she pulled his pants off his hips and down to his ankles. She spread his knees again and devoured him completely while her hands caressed his balls for a few moments. She then let his manhood go and kissed her way down, swallowing each ball sack and caressing unit with her tongue and mouth, one at a time. She was overjoyed when Jett hissed and moaned and complemented her skills. She wanted to make him feel as she had with him. She wanted him to trust her enough to let her push him right off that edge. She wanted it very badly.
Jett had to fight against his primal urges to fuck her mouth in order to give her this freedom to experience and have the sense of control to do to him what felt right to her. With his balls in her mouth, the feeling so exquisite, he nearly lost himself. She was back on his manhood now with gentle rocking motions due to Xavier’s movements but her vibrating moans threatened to be his undoing. He nodded and gave a signal to Xavier who reached around and played with her little button and forced her to have one orgasm after another, three in total as a reward. Each time, she screamed louder and louder. The vibrations stronger and stronger against his manhood had him yelling in pleasure along with her, especially when she swallowed him all the way to the base.
"Yes, baby! Take it; take it all from both of us!" He yelled.
It was all Mandy needed to hear to push him over the edge with fever as she felt Xavier’s body began to stiffen behind her. Suddenly, she became the tigress Jett believed her to be and made her head and mouth become a jackhammer as she bobbed up and down faster and faster, while her lips latched on and sucked with all her might. She watched Jett’s hands turn white as he gripped the chair’s arms. Her eyes rose to see his head thrown back and his face nearing ecstasy, his breathing quickened shallow. Moments later, Jett half-growled and half-screamed as his beast, unleashed by Mandy, was set free. He flooded her throat, almost choking her, amazed as she swallowed every single last drop.
Xavier took that as his cue and unleashed himself on Mandy, pounding in and out of her sweet, wet, and warm sheath while Mandy threw back her head and screamed. He once again pushed her over the edge into two of the most powerful orgasms yet, causing her to scream Jett's name until she lost her voice.
Xavier was introduced sooner than Jett had planned, due to Mandy’s need. Moreover, he was nothing if not diligent in fulfilling her needs. She astonished him once again. No one had ever accomplished what she had moments before. No one had found the chink in his proverbial armor, had cared enough or been determined enough to not only find it, but also squeeze through it and heal a small part of his soul. What Mandy made him feel was earth shattering and completely unexpected.
Xavier retrieved a wet cloth and cleaned Mandy and himself before he gave her a new clean and wet washcloth to clean Jett.
She smiled, whispered her thanks and kissed Xavier on the cheek, her natural loving tendencies came to the forefront. She next turned them on Jett and decided to push her luck. She moved very slowly so Jett saw it coming. She placed the gentlest of touches on each side of his face, raised herself up and placed a loving kiss upon his forehead and on each cheek. She then sat naked at his feet, her arms wrapped around his lower leg and her head resting upon his knee.
Jett ran his fingers through her hair, taking time to catch his breath and willed it to return to normal. "Go ahead and get dressed sweetheart. Xavier brought some clean undergarments for you. He will help you dress and then we will go on and finish your shopping." Jett smiled and nodded.
Mandy nodded back, stood and walked over to Xavier who was already dressed and allowed him to help her into her clothes. She could barely stand, her body was relaxed to the point of heaviness and felt like rubber. When she was dressed, she remained at Xavier's side and leaned on him until Jett was ready to go.
Jett grabbed the collar's display box and headed toward the curtain and out into the store. He slipped a large sum of money into the clerk’s hand.
"Yours, for the use of the room and of course for your excellent services, once again. The clerk smiled and nodded, her eyes worshipping him.
Seeing this set Mandy off causing her to glare at the clerk as if a single look alone could set the woman on fire.
Xavier noticed Mandy’s look and how her hands were clenched into fists. He put a strong arm around her waist and made her walk forward against her will, even as she threw severe, I’d better not catch you in a dark alley looks back at the clerk. Xavier held in his chuckle when the clerk took several steps backward to place the counter between her and Mandy.
In the limo, Jett scolded Mandy and told her she could not beat up every woman that looked at him in such a manner. He further explained, she needed to ignore them because all he wanted, was her. She was definitely more than enough for him.
"So you did notice her staring at you like a cat in heat, then!" Mandy growled.
"No. Xavier told me when you were getting in." Jett said in a stern voice.
Mandy moved away from him in a huff to sit on the opposite side of the limo right behind Xavier. And before Jett could stop her, she smacked Xavier upside the head and called him an asshole. She curled up into a ball and burst into tears. She didn’t understand what the hell was matter with her. Her emotions were all over the place. It had never bothered her before, if a woman looked at a man she dated. Maybe the doctor was wrong. She really did have a brain tumor and therefore, defective. She could come up with no other explanation for her actions.
"Mandy, sweetheart…." Jett voice trailed off and he regretted his harsh words. His emotions were also in turmoil. He felt as if a hurricane roared inside of him, triggered by Mandy’s actions and the love that she so freely gave without hesitation or reservation. Nevertheless, it was no excuse to treat her so harshly or to forget what it was like as a new submissive himself years ago. She was a newborn babe in a vastly different world. One he had coerced her into and that is not to mention all of the emotional trauma and baggage he knew she still carried around.
Jett deeply regretted his actions and planned to make it up to her, if it was the last thing he did. A decent Dom would have kept his emotions under the strictest control. Jesus! The woman had him turned inside out. She had found a way inside of him without even trying and he was at a loss on how to deal with it. All he knew for sure was that he couldn’t let her go now. He’d have to find a way to reconcile everything inside himself. After all, it was not her fault.
"Stay there Jett. Please don’t touch me. I can’t do this with you. Your constant and ever-changing mood swings are giving me palpitations. I’m sorry that I’m so messed up. Maybe I really have a brain tumor that’s causing me to act like this and making me act so differently from what I normally would. Maybe the doctor just couldn’t see it. Because there is no other explanation for my actions!" She cried out in agony. "I deserve to die for what I did, for my past, for allowing David to beat me so badly that I lost my beautiful unborn child. Then buried her in an unmarked grave and left her behind like trash when I ran. No decent woman or mother does that! Jesus! Fuck! Let me out of this car right now!" Mandy became hysterical and tried to throw herself at the limo's door. The need to escape overwhelmed her.
Jett had known, there was mor
e deep down that Mandy told him yet and now felt awful for being the one to bring it out. He flew off his seat and grabbed Mandy around the waist and finally succeeded in pulling her away from the door at the same time that her mind became lost in yet another horrid part of her past. One so deeply rooted, she’d most likely never told a soul about it before and leave it to him to be the trigger. He felt like a small bug floating in a big ocean of pain and agony.
"Shh. Sweetheart, it wasn’t your fault, it was David’s. You did what you had to, to survive. Your baby girl would be happy you are now safe from harm at his hands. I’m sorry Mandy, this is all my fault. I should be taking better care of you. You have done nothing wrong. The confusion, turmoil and possessiveness you feel is completely normal and natural. Allow me to make it up to you. Shh, calm yourself now."
"Calm down? Why should I calm down?" Mandy asked as she came around. Her eyes were alight with pure confusion.
Jett noticed right away that for some reason, her mind was trying to block the memory of her child. He could only imagine the depth of the damage from that trauma. He carefully explained to her what just happened and what was said by them both.
Mandy sat in stunned disbelief until she began to remember. As her consciousness bridged the gap to the unconscious part of her mind, she began to cry and her body heaved back and forth in Jett’s arms. When she was finished, she wiped away her tears with the handkerchief he provided. With a croaky voice that had became sullen and flat she uttered, "You need to find someone else Jett. I am too many shades of fucked up for someone as amazing as you."
"No Mandy. I am just as many shades of fucked up as you are, if not more so. The only difference, I am better at hiding it from everyone. It is my fault this has been forced to come to light. I will see it through to the end. I don’t believe in quitting or giving up on anyone. I just ask that you have patience with me. I promise our relationship will get better. And please believe me when I say, I really am many more layers of fucked up than you can possibly imagine. One day, I promise to tell you everything there is to know about me and my past. Healing you first is most important right now, okay?"
"Okay, Jett. Please forgive me for doing that to you and thank you for saving my life by not letting me jump out of a moving car. Today really was amazing, if a bit overwhelming." Mandy whispered in his ear, keeping her hands to herself. She intuitively knew he wouldn’t accept her touch right then. She saw the guilt and regret in his eyes along with the remnants of his own horrific past. It still haunted him and broke something inside of her. They laid in each other’s arms on the floor of the limo in a comforting silence.
Eight
MANDY ASKED JETT if he would mind picking out her daily clothes for her and further asked if she could only try on the outfit she would wear as his submissive. Of course, when she saw it she was reminded of a female gangster and fell in love with it at first sight.
The pinstriped outfit matched Jett’s with a vest and pants. Instead of the silver timepiece and chain he wore, she had a red rose attach to hers. The other difference, the vest had a lower neckline to show off some of her breasts and the outfit came with a gorgeous gangster-like hat with a small brim.
When she pinned her hair up, put the hat on and tipped sideways, and put on the three inch blood red heels and collar necklace, she stood and looked at herself in amazement. She looked beautiful and it was the temporary boost her self-esteem needed. She also chose high heeled, blood red boots to go with the outfit as well. She was ecstatic over the outfit and told the sales girl so when she checked in on her.
The sales girl, Melissa, went on and on about how the outfit was made for Mandy and her body. She took Mandy's order of five outfits, hats, heels and boots. This was a tremendous sale for her.
Mandy was happy she could afford to splurge a little bit for the first time in five years and allowed the clerk to do her eye makeup. When she was done, Mandy's eyes had changed to ones that looked not only dramatic but mysterious. She was finally ready for Jett and Xavier to see the final look and felt a sudden nervousness.
She peaked out from behind the curtain which led out onto a long model's runway. She watched as Jett and Xavier sat down to wait. Feeling incredibly beautiful and powerful in her new sub outfit, Mandy flung the curtains open and stood still for a second, hands on her hips and a smile as bright as the sun lit up her face. With purpose and exuding sex appeal, she walked with a swagger down the runway toward Jett and Xavier. Their jaws were left where they fell, upon the floor. She giggled silently and continued toward them only to turn at the last moment and walk back toward the curtain. She stopped herself mid-runway, turned in a circle with her arms held outward from her body and faced them again when she stopped.
"I believe we have the sexiest, most alluring Angel we've ever seen in our midst, sir!" Xavier exclaimed as though he were out of breath from running.
"Indeed we do, Xavier. She was already a natural beauty, but with her exotic eye makeup and her hair swept up, she will make every man who sees her, stop and fall over his own feet for another look." Jett’s voice was gravelly and seductive.
Mandy could read Jett's face well enough to know he was turned on beyond belief. She blew him a saucy kiss with a sultry look on her face.
Jett was stunned at her simple but very effective transformation. Her waist length blonde hair pulled up under her tilted hat, her exotic and vibrant green eyes popped with the lure of mystery thanks to the thick black eyeliner and smoky gray eye shadow applied artfully. Her full lips were the color of rubies. The vest and slacks fit perfectly in all the right places, showing off her beautiful curves. The scar on her breast was well hidden beneath the line of the vest that was just low enough to give a hint at the perfection that laid beneath. The pants fit and accentuated her high firm bum and pleated in the front to show off her flat and firm waist. They fell in perfection against muscled legs down to her three inch, fuck me red heels.
Jett was salivating at the sight of Mandy. He knew he was going to be fighting off suitors later that night. God help any man that dares to lay a single finger on her creamy and silky skin! He thought possessively and in a moment of realization, understood how she’d felt earlier with the clerk's adoration and knew it was going to take years at the minimum, to be forgiven for his harsh actions earlier. He also realized, he always wanted to see her this happy. She was a truly radiant angel.
He called the sales clerk over and told her to add five more custom outfits, hats and accessories to whatever Mandy ordered and bill everything all to him. He also hired her to teach Mandy how to do her make up in exactly the same way. He further offered her a handsome amount of money for fifteen lessons and told her to inform him if she’d need more lessons than that.
He knew the clerk well, he frequently saw Melissa at other BDSM clubs he was invited to perform at. She was no one’s sub. He further whispered in her ear that he was also giving her a year of VIP access to his club and as a bonus and would find her a Dom to care for her needs and if she ever wanted or decided to be Mandy’s maid of sorts and companion, to let him know. It came with a free apartment suite in his building so she could be at Mandy's beck and call and named an exorbitant salary.
Mandy thought Jett was being careless with his money, not used to a man spending any money at all on her. But she would adore the companionship of another woman in this unusual and even scary world of his. Her eyes met with Melissa's and begged her silently to accept the offer even as her face remained blank.
Melissa didn’t need to think about it, with that kind of money, she could finally put herself through college and she’d be a fool to turn it down.
"Mr. Damian, I don’t need to think about it. I would love the opportunity and can’t thank you enough for offering it to me, but I will require time to pack my things and give my notice here."
"Leave the notice to me. I’ll give your boss your immediate notice and an incentive to let you go. I will also give you a week to pack your things. Give Xavier yo
ur address and he will help you pack and move your things to your new apartment suite in my building. We will sign the contract later for a year’s time and after that year, you will have the option of renewing it, if we are all satisfied with how things are going at that time." He turned to Mandy then and studied her face. "Would this arrangement please you, tigress?" He watched her face light right up again and knew what her answer would be.
"It would please me very much! Thank you, thank you, Master! You are too kind!" Mandy gushed hoarsely. She realized Jett was trying to make her happy with him and she cherished him for it.
"Melissa."
"Yes, Mr. Damian?"
"Have your own measurements taken and order five outfits similar to Mandy’s along with accessories for yourself. It will distinguish you as being under my care and will give you protection within the club. Mandy and Xavier will give you a tour of your new home for the year and I will get your VIP membership card and paperwork done. Do you have something elegant but not sleazy to wear? Mandy and Xavier can help you right now with picking out a dress and heels for tonight and bill it to my account as well." He demanded.
"Yes, Mr. Damian." She gushed.
"And Mandy?" He looked up at her still on the runway and took a deep breath to calm the raging beast within. "Leave that outfit on, don’t you dare take it off."
"Yes Master." She purred the best she could with her voice so hoarse and croaky and beamed with delight.
Jett nodded. "Good girl. Now go and help Melissa while I go and speak to her boss." He didn’t wait for a response. He ordered and expected her to follow said orders or she got punished, it was as simple as that. She may be broken and fractured and quite different from the woman he met in the bookstore, but she was his Mandy. She had more layers to her that he planned to discover with time and peel them back he would. He was happy with what he had found already.
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