Mandy has to force her hand back when it begins to reach for Jett, to pleasure him, when she sees him leaning forward in his chair, hands white on the arm rests and near drooling at the sight. He has unknowingly just given away one of his deepest desires as a voyeur and has been enjoying every second by the look on his face.
Angelina begins to relax and she decides it is Mandy's turn to experience pleasure and begins to suckle and bite her nipples causing Mandy to yell out in pleasure while she rubs her pussy against Mandy's, and stimulates her clitoris.
Mandy looks to Jett and decides to give him permission as well. "Please Jett, join me in my orgasm or at least, bring that big beautiful straining cock over here. I find myself––a bit––ravenous." She pleads as her breath begins to catch. Angelina has moved down on her body and has replaced her fingers with her tongue.
Jett moves to Mandy's side. "No my beautiful tigress. This is all just for you." He then leans his head down and begins to suckle on and bite her nipples hard, knowing how much she likes and needs it. It doesn't take long for him to see and feel her begin to orgasm and he swallows her screams with his passionate kiss. Her screams turn him on so badly that he knows before the waxing, he will be taking her forcefully from behind so that he has access to her front.
Mandy is afraid she will not only lose her voice but go blind from the intensity of her orgasm, her body bucking up against Angelina's mouth.
"You are absolutely delicious Ma' Cherie." Angelina purrs when Mandy calms back down.
"Trade me places Angelina, now." Jett rasps out, so hard he could pound nails with his cock alone. To hell with putting her on her knees, I need her right fucking now! He stands between Mandy's spread legs while Angelina lowers the table just enough for him. The sight of her dripping pussy nearly pushes him over the edge and he can't drop his pants fast enough. Thankfully the table is now just the right height for him. He orders Angelina to sit behind Mandy on the table and allow his tigress to lie back against her. She adjusts the table to a halfway sitting position and does as he commands.
Jett pulls Mandy's hips toward him, unable to voice his desperate need, all he can think about is sinking his cock deep into her hot and silky wet warmth, into his own personal slice of heaven. He holds her hips tight as he slams into her over and over again, unable to control himself. His tigress has pushed him over the edge from which there is no return.
Mandy's husky moans and cries of pleasure are music to his ears and Angelina playing with her breasts is a delight to his eyes and goads him on. He's never been so horny or so needy for one woman before, until now. He moves himself inside of her when he's close to orgasm, making sure he hits her g-spot continuously until she screams hoarsely with his name on her lips and slams into her as hard as and fast as he physically can. The sound of his hips pounding against hers and his balls slapping against her bum is music to his ears while his brain wants to possess her whole.
Within seconds of watching himself sliding in and out of her dripping wet warmth, the orgasm hits him with the force of a Mack truck and he yells Mandy's name in his extreme, roll his eyes into the back of his head pleasure. He slumps over and rests his head on Mandy's stomach while Angelina slides backward off of the table after stealing another kiss from Mandy.
"Anytime you want to play again, call me. My card will be with your clothes. You were amazing and so very passionate, beautiful!" Angelina gushed in Mandy's ear and proceeded to gently clean her up for her Brazilian wax when Max stumbled back to his chair. She turned to nod at Jett after he tipped her five hundred dollars extra for her paid services. He finished cleaning Mandy up below with his tongue, unable to deny himself any longer.
"Damn, we taste heavenly together, tigress." Jett purred in a gravelly deep voice, smiled and chuckled when her face turned three different shades of red and then settling on a chalk white, as Anthony came in fully dressed from the waist down.
"Hello beautiful, I will be doing your Brazilian wax today with Mr. Damian's assistance. Now just lie back, relax and enjoy." Anthony said in a saucy demanding way while trying to keep his eyes off of Jett putting his pants on his sexy ass.
Mandy took comfort in the fact that it was very noticeable by his demeanor and movements, that Anthony was gay. Thank God for small miracles! I really can't take anymore today, that is, if I can even walk out of her on my own two legs without appearing bowlegged. If he just wasn't so damn fine looking....Oh hell, did he just look at my Jett and is that drool on his lip! Oh no he didn't! Mandy glared at Anthony for a moment before she turned her face away but not before Jett saw it.
At Jett's nod, Anthony dripped hot wax all over her pubic hairs, soaking them while Jett did the hairs on her labia and on down to her bum careful not to burn the sensitive skin there.
Together, the two sinfully good looking men smoothed the wax strips down with only Jett doing the most sensitive areas himself. He knew she'd never allow another man that close to her and felt pride that she trusted him to do so. While the wax cooled, they also dripped wax and applied strips to her legs and underarms as well.
Mandy, who had never been waxed before had a bad feeling that she was going to hate what they were going to do to her next. The hot wax and strips were nothing so far to endure. She fantasized about punishing Jett and Xavier while her hands gripped the sides of the table and she prepared for what she had a feeling was going to be painful and suddenly felt very exposed and vulnerable.
"I'm very proud of you. You make a tigress in the wild look tame compared to your bravery and courage, Mandy." Jett growled in her ear just before he moved lightning quick and pulled both strips from her labia down to her bum as fast as he could.
Tears sprung to her eyes as they flew open and she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph! What the fuck are you trying to do, kill me!" She slapped both men's asses as hard as she could in her position.
"Ouch, hey woman!" Jett growled.
"No, no. My ass is not for you to play with girlfriend." Anthony scolded, smiled and shook his finger at her.
"Calm down Mandy, it was just two strips is all and you are being a very bad girl." Jett sternly scolded while glaring at her.
"I'll show you bad girl and pissed off tigress all rolled into one, you son of a bitch!" She growled in a deep voice, while the pain went from excruciating to stinging like a mother. "Pull another one of those tapes off and I swear, I will do the same to both of you and your balls!"
Jett was condescending when he said, "It has to come off. Now do try to be a good girl and relax," then slapped her ass nice and hard, giving her another stinging pain to take her mind off the first and also the worst. "More sensitive women than you have gone through this without so much as a peep."
"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on, Jett Damian! You are the biggest asshole that ever walked the earth!" Mandy cried out.
"Yes I am and don't you forget it, tigress." He smirked and turned to Anthony. He told him to hold her down the best he could so that the rest could come off as fast as possible. "I don't call her tigress for nothing, she has sharp claws." He joked with Anthony who also laughed.
Jett paused and asked her, "You do trust me not to cause you any more pain than necessary, correct?"
"I'm not so sure anymore."
"Well, that is a disappointment." Jett murmured and ripped the rest of the strips from the skin over her pubic bone causing her to scream out in pain once more.
"Shit asses! Hurry up and get this done, it hurts like a son of a bitch!" Mandy growled and struggled to get free. Take your sweet ass time while you're at it you son of a bitch!
"I can almost hear your thoughts, tigress. They fly right across your face and I know you're cussing me out in silence my dear. But I will tell you, I am very much enjoying this and it will save you from a worse punishment at bedtime tonight." Jett smirked and then became distracted by the fresh hairless skin.
With every strip Jett pulled away, his voice grew fainter to Mandy's ears and t
he intensity grew until she felt herself being forcefully shoved head first right into subspace. It was the one place she yearned for and never wanted to leave. At that point, she no longer felt anything as her mind left her body behind.
When it was all done and over and salve rubbed into the most tender parts, Jett had an incredibly hard time pulling Mandy back to reality.
She mumbled, "I like it here, I'm not going to leave!"
Jett promised to introduce her to hot wax play later that night if she would come back to him. He could see it was not as if she didn't try, it was that she had fallen so deep into subspace that she was having a hard time returning to reality. He would have loved to leave her deep in subspace as long as she wanted to be there, but there was too much yet to do at the club to prepare for that night’s festivities in the VIP lounge as well as in the main floor of the club itself.
Mandy was half dazed and unable to get her bearings when she was able to force her mind to somewhat obey him. Her unfocused eyes fluttered open, and she tried to pull her mind back to reality at his command, but it had other ideas.
When she was finally able to focus somewhat on Jett, she saw that he wore a playful smirk and his eyes were so vibrant, they could make the most religious nun melt and drop her clothes in a heartbeat at his demand. The heat in his eyes was profound and intense as they focused on her face and body. Everywhere his gaze fell, her skin sizzled as if being burnt by its own sun.
"It’s all over now, sweetheart." Jett said in a gentle voice and kissed her senseless. He lifted her into his arms like the priceless artifact she was and carried her to the changing room, a bit unsteady himself.
I’ve never seen any woman slip so easily or so deep into subspace before. I rather envy her ability and at the same time, it makes her a genuine natural sub that will never bore me and will always be able to be pushed further and further. I have a feeling she will be the one challenging my ability as a dominant in ways that has never been done before. Her extensive abusive past relationship and I’m sure it was much more severe than she told me, is playing a major role. Her ex is the dumbest man on the planet to throw away such a rare and precious diamond like Mandy. No matter, she’s mine now and she’s going to stay that way.
Jett dressed Mandy with the upmost care. He preferred she remain naked all day but that would come in time along with her self confidence. After he dressed her, he carried her into the shop for the team to work on her hair, manicure and pedicure all that once. She was out of it and rambled nonsense and had him slightly worried.
Nine
"THIS IS AMAZING!" Mandy spun in a circle in the middle of Melissa’s new living room hours later.
"It is more elegant than I imagined it would be," Melissa said. "I assumed it would be merely a bedroom next to yours."
Mandy and Melissa burst out into simultaneous squeals of joy and danced around the empty room together. In their excitement, they had plum forgotten about the presence of the two men in the room.
Jett cleared his throat. "I guess I don’t need to ask if the apartment is acceptable." He said when the noise level wore down.
"Thank you a hundred times over, Mr. Damian." Melissa bowed her head in respect. "Thank you for everything." She kept her voice quiet and reverent.
"Good. I'm glad it's acceptable." Jett stared at Melissa being submissive before he turned his intense gaze on Mandy. "I have work to attend to before tonight. Xavier will be in charge of you both in my absence and will escort you back to our home when you are ready. Don’t dawdle too long. I expect you to be waiting for me." he ordered.
Mandy replied, "Okay, whatever." Her intent, to have a little bit of fun with him. She realized her mistake too late.
"Xavier. Now." he growled.
Xavier dropped to one knee and pulled Mandy down on her stomach over it.
"Let me go!" Mandy yelled and she squirmed around trying to break his hold."––you over grown oaf!" She glared up at Jett with hellfire in her eyes, telling him there would be consequences for his actions.
Jett glared back down at her in a clear contest of wills. He grabbed her chin with one hand after he dropped to his knees. He kissed her possessively and with intent while at the same time, using his free hand to deliver three hard smacks to each butt cheek and swallowed her screams that turned into moans. Afterward, he growled in a whisper heating up her ear, "That’s master or sir to you tigress in front of others. You will not disrespect me in front of others and don't you forget it."
Jett left Mandy in a full on struggle with Xavier and walked to and opened the door. Only then did he turn around, smirk and give the order to release her then closed the door.
"Stay put Mandy. You’re only asking for more if you go after him." Xavier ordered.
"Screw you, jerk!" She growled and stalked angrily to the door. "He didn’t play fair and you know it."
Xavier sighed. "You agreed to be in his world and you will just have to learn to deal with it."
Melissa was frozen in place and turned on by the display. She gazed at Mandy with heat in her eyes.
"Don’t even think about it sister! I don’t sleep with women, especially not with a submissive push over." Mandy growled over her shoulder and felt a twinge deep inside, knowing her words for the lie that they were. Right now she was going after Jett. It was time he understood without a doubt that she refused to be one of his ordinary subs and she doesn't play fair either. That jerk did not get to turn her on again and then just walk away while leaving her a mass of emotions in front of others as well!
Mandy threw the door open in a fit of rage and turned right down the hall. She saw Jett at the end, about to enter the elevator.
"Hey you! Mister High and Mighty who thinks he can do whatever he wants without consequence, stop your ass right there!" She yelled, anger filled her body to an uncontrollable level and she saw nothing but red. It flared even higher when she noticed his arrogant smirk while he continued to ignore her but held the elevator door open.
When Mandy reached his side, he threw her off guard when he gave her a gentle shove inside the elevator and pressed the stop button after the elevator doors closed.
Mandy shoved him back against the mirrored wall of the elevator in anger. "You want me to be your sub and role play, fine. I can do that. I agreed to it. But I refuse to be used or abused by any man and that includes you, Jett Damian!" Mandy poked her finger hard into his chest. "I don’t know what games you’re playing but rest assured I’m not going to play fair anymore either and by the time I’m done with you –– you won’t know which way is up or down, starting now." Mandy glared into his now stoic face, wishing she was telepathic and could hear his thoughts. She pushed him hard again until he was facing the mirror.
"I want you to see everything I’m going to do to you and you, Master asshole, will stand there and take it." Mandy's hands ripped his shirt open and drew scratches down his chest with her fingernails. "You pissed your tigress off and with me, there are consequences." She growled as her hands scratched downward then unbuckled his belt, unzipped the fly of his pants and released his full erection. "Turn the hell around, now."
Jett turned around, his fast breathing and his hard erection, were the only indications that she affected him on a deeper level. His face remained stoic.
Mandy dropped to her knees, leaned over and swallowed him whole. He tried to stop her and pulled on her arms, but she was having none of it. She gave a throaty growl and vibrated his penis in the process.
"Holy hell, woman," burst out of Jett's lips as he grabbed the golden handrail with both hands and stared at the mirror to his right. It showed him everything she was doing. He was tense and on edge. Spanking her after the delicious day they shared nearly did him in. He knew in Melissa's apartment, he had to get away from her and fast, before he screwed her with the primal beast she brought out in him and in front of Melissa and Xavier too. Mandy was as dangerous as a wild and cornered tigress and she pushed him to the point of losing all of his hard
won calm and control. He had no one to blame but himself and he knew that too. He knew he really pissed her off and expected her to yell down the hall. But now, he was afraid he opened a can of holy hell that would not be easily shut again. A part of him loved this pissed off, dominant side of her. It made things more fun between them.
Jett, about to blow on a soul deep level as well as a physical one, grabbed Mandy by the hair and yanked, trying to pull her off of him. He didn’t want to cum in her mouth. After prying her off his cock, he yanked her up to a standing position and forced her to turn, her back against his front, making her face the mirror this time.
"Look in the mirror tigress and don’t you dare take your eyes off of it." He whispered in a severe tone in her ear and waited for her to comply. Impatient, he grabbed her jaw and forced her face upward and forward. She was full of spit determined to break him or at least knock him down a few notches.
"I will break you. You will not break me. Don’t forget, I have many, many years of experience and you have none." With his last word, he ripped her vest open and snapped the clasp of her bra between her breasts with force. Then tore open the fly on her slacks and ripped her pants and undies down to her ankles in one swift vehement move. He crouched lower, keeping his eyes firmly locked on hers and rubbed his cock between her legs using his hand to guide himself. His thumb rubbed her to orgasm at the same time. Only when her head fell backward, did he demand that she keep her eyes open while she orgasmed. It effectively brought them both to a very primal state of mind. Mandy’s orgasm did nothing but heighten her awareness of the delectable devil pressed up against her. Her brain short circuited and ceased to function as primal need took over. She laid her arms on the handrail and laid her head on them, while she faced the mirror toward the back of the elevator and thrust her bum in the air as she panted.
"Fuck me, Jett. Let the beast inside have free reign." She growled in a deep husky tone, demanding it of him.
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