by Avery Gale
“They did indeed get married. And it seems good ole Charlie left Trish with a lot of debt when he died a few months ago. And oddly enough, she was recently offered a job in Senator Westmore’s office. And according to recent banking records, her debt seems to be mysteriously dwindling, and she has become good friends with Nanette Westmore.”
Daniel Lamont spoke up, saying, “This is enough to launch an investigation into where her money is suddenly coming from since she is now on the federal payroll. I’ll get the ball rolling on that, Catherine and I are heading into DC tonight for dinner with friends. It just so happens one of those is the head of the Ethics Committee and he is no fan of Senator Westmore’s, I assure you. Hopefully we’ll be able to stir up enough smoke that he’ll be busy covering his ass and he’ll forget about Callie. I’m sure he’ll have someone he needs to groom for the big toss under the bus.”
“Well, if they can’t find the money trail, they aren’t looking because I found it and have it all documented. All of the deposits lead right back to the senator’s Chief of Staff, Carl Remley. Let them know you have access to the information, that will probably motivate them.” Mitch smiled as if he’d just found the keys to the kingdom.
“Oh, indeed it will. They hate it when I know something they don’t. Damn I do appreciate what you do, Mitch. I swear if it wouldn’t piss my boys off so much, I’d get you transferred into something a bit more profitable.” Daniel Lamont had all but retired, but he loved keeping his fingers in the pie just enough to make Alex crazy and everybody knew it. He had also stepped up to take a larger role in Lamont Oil since his daughter had gotten married and was expecting her first child in a few months. “Now, when is that beautiful wife of yours going to bless us with our bonus grandchild?”
Everyone could hear Rissa yell from the background, “My water just broke so we’re waiting for Mitch so we can head down the mountain, Sir.” Callie wasn’t sure who was the most shocked, Daniel or Mitch.
Poor Mitch seemed genuinely flustered. “Oh shit. Oh, I mean shoot. I have to go. I’ll keep you all posted. Bye.” And they were all left staring at a black screen.
Chapter 16
Daniel and Catherine Lamont had been gone for three days, and Ian had to admit the house had seemed awfully quiet. And then Ian had been wrapped up in a couple of business meetings in New York and had been gone for the past day and half. He’d asked Jace to make sure Callie was safe, but he didn’t want her to have internet access yet. He’d explained that he would be gone and that he would call and check in with her several times a day, and she had yet to answer a call. He was damned tired of talking to Jace and Inez. Their reports were that she rarely left her room except to jog along the trails of the island and to retrieve books from the small library next to Ian’s office. Dee Tate had gotten her to agree to come back to the Club on Saturday night since she and Mike would be doing a scene.
Ian and Jace always circled the island before landing as a security precaution, so he’d seen Callie standing out on the beach looking off toward land. As soon as he got to the house, he shed his jacket, tie, and shoes and headed her direction. He wasn’t sure she had heard him walk up behind her and that inattention to her own safety concerned him. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her back against his chest. “I missed you, pet.”
“Oh, God, Ian, you scared me. I didn’t hear you. When did you get back? I didn’t see a boat come over.” She sounded disconnected and sad.
“Well, we flew the helicopter right over you, sweetness. I have to tell you, I’m not that pleased to know you are so distracted that you didn’t even hear us. Now, suppose you tell me what has your mind all tied in knots.”
She took so long to answer he wasn’t sure she was going to, but then she took a deep breath and confessed, “I was just wondering what is to become of me. I obviously can’t ever go back to the job I had. I’m sure all my possessions are gone by now. A few days ago I was planning to just head back to my aunt and uncle’s in Kansas. They said I could always come home. But now, I know that I need to stay for the whole month. I have always prided myself on not breaking a promise or my word…so that means I need to stay. But…well, it has to be different from now on, Ian. My heart won’t take any more damage right now. I know that, and I’m going to protect it, I hope you’ll understand.”
Ian was stunned by her honesty. He’d never known a woman as brave as the one he held loosely in his arms at that moment. He leaned down and nipped at the sensitive spot on her shoulder that he knew was a hot spot for her and smiled when he heard her soft groan. “Well, pet, I’m glad you have decided to stay for the entire month, because I had no intention of letting you go easily. I do understand your need to protect your heart, and I am not sure I can be the man you deserve, but I’d like to think we can enjoy each other for the time we have left, and perhaps we’ll find the answers we both seek.”
As he’d been talking, he’d been slowly moving her toward a large rock that most people didn’t even notice sitting right in the center of the beach. The rock had been flattened on top, and it was exactly the height for either he or Jace to bend a sub over and fuck them. And even though Ian knew Jace had used it several times, Ian just hadn’t found the right woman—until Callie.
“Now, I’d like to talk to you about the fact that I told you I would be calling several times each day to check in and you did not take one of those calls. Just so you know I was counting, I made twelve calls and you’ll get two strokes for each of those that you did not answer. Plus the six you’re getting for not being more aware of your surroundings and taking better precautions with your safety. Remember, your safety is my chief concern. I will insist that you take it as seriously as I do.”
He still had his arms wrapped around her from the back, and he could feel her heart pounding and that her respiration had gotten more rapid and shallow. Leaning down so that he was speaking directly in to her ear, he whispered. “I’m going to punish you for not taking my calls. That is not, nor will it ever be acceptable, pet. You will always and I do mean always take my calls immediately, do I make myself clear?”
“Yes.” He just waited the long seconds it took for her to realize her error and to answer correctly. “Yes, Sir. I understand.” God, he loved the breathless sound of her voice as she slid into a submissive state of mind. He had never wanted a 24/7 slave before. Hell, he’d never used the same sub more than a handful of times so that they didn’t ever have an opportunity to get the wrong idea. And usually by the time he’d spent as much time with them as he had with Callie the first day they’d met, he was trying to figure out how to get away from them. But with Callie, he was trying to figure out all the ways he could keep her close.
“Remove your shorts, pet. Hand them to me.” He released her and turned her so that she stood facing him. As she unsnapped the short shorts and slid them down her legs, he felt all the breath leave his lungs. The moonlight illuminated the white lace panties she was almost wearing, making them almost luminescent. “Now those beautiful lace panties. And I will remind you that you are not to wear panties unless I have specifically given them to you. You’ll get two extra swats for that, pet. I believe that brings your total up to thirty-two. That is an awful lot for one session, so I believe I’ll divide it up a bit. You’ll get half tonight and the other half tomorrow night during a little get-together I’ve planned.”
He heard her soft gasp but she didn’t argue. When he slipped his fingers between her legs he found that she was soaking wet. Her arousal was nearly dripping off his hand. “Oh, I do believe you like the idea of getting a spanking in front of our friends. Don’t you, pet? You are already wondering how I’ll do it aren’t you? Will I lay you over my lap and pull up the sheer dress I’ve bought for you to wear? Or perhaps I’ll strip you and make you assume the punishment pose in the middle of the room so that the other Doms and subs can see that beautifully smooth pussy of yours. Or then again, maybe I’ll make you spend the entire evening naked and let
each of the Doms have a few of the swats for themselves. I won’t let them fuck what’s mine, but I’m not opposed to sharing your punishment if I think it will help reinforce the lesson. Something to consider the next time you deliberately ignore my attempts to speak with you.”
She had continued to pant her breaths, and her pussy was so wet he was enjoying the sound his fingers were making as they slid back and forth. He had fucked her with his fingers several times, and the slurping sound had almost been enough to make him blow his load in his trousers. “Turn around and spread your legs apart, pet. I’m going to give you sixteen swats and then I’m going to fuck you before I take you back to the house. Jace is meeting us in a bit, we’ll be introducing you to something new tonight.” She had her legs spread, and he bent her at the waist so that she lay against the cool rock. “That rock is cold isn’t it? It’s going to make your nipples rock hard and keep them that way so that I can pinch them at my leisure.” Sliding his hand between her breast and the rock, he pinched first one and the other nipple until he heard her gasp. “I’m going to see these clamped tomorrow night. I bought you some beautiful clamps with lovely stones that match your eyes. They will be lovely underneath your dress. Everyone will be able to see the gift your Master has given you. Now, we begin.”
Ian administered her spanking in a random pattern and changed the timing and intensity of the strokes so that she wasn’t able to anticipate where or when the next stroke would come. He knew she was floating in sub-space and was thrilled she was able to reach that level of endorphin-induced euphoria so easily. He didn’t doubt for a minute she was still going to be sporting some of the marks tomorrow night, but that would work in his favor when all the other Doms sprouted wood the minute they walked in to the party. There was nothing like a few remnants of a punishment to get a Dom’s blood pumping straight to his cock. What Callie didn’t know was that tomorrow night’s guests had been selected for very special reasons. Each of the five Doms was an expert in some type of play, and the two subs who were attending would do exactly as they were told without hesitation, so they would be great role models for her. And he planned to make her punishment a very large part of an evening she was not going to ever forget.
He had managed to lower his pants so that as soon as he landed the last swat he slid into her wet heat in one smooth stroke and commanded her to “Come, my pet. Let your Master hear you shout your pleasure as your beautiful cunt milks the cum from my cock and balls.”
Callie screamed, and he felt the immediate pulsing of her internal muscles as they clenched around him in a rapid fire sequence that had him straining to maintain control. Jesus Christ, she is going to squeeze my dick completely off. I’ve never felt anything like this woman. Her pussy feels like hot, wet velvet. He waited until she was beginning to come back down from her release, and then he started fucking her in long strokes, slamming all the way in so that the head of his cock was bumping against her cervix. And when he knew he was close to coming, he tilted his pelvis so that his cock slammed into her G-spot as he shouted to her, “Come again, Callie. Come again for your Master.”
She went right back over the edge, and this time she took him with her. He felt as though his balls were being turned inside out—his soul being pulled from his body with each pulsing jet of cum he sent into her body. He’d never had sex without a condom before Callie, and he felt a primal satisfaction knowing he had marked her with his seed.
He lay over her back as he tried to catch his breath, and felt the heat of her paddled ass against his groin. “Master Jace is going to see your red ass and know you’ve received part of your punishment. And we’re going to walk back up to the house now. My seed is going to run down the insides of your legs, and you’re going to leave it exactly where it is. I want to see my marks on you and that includes the seed. When we get to the bedroom, you’ll stand in the corner with your legs spread shoulder width apart while I take my shower. Now, let’s get moving. I’m anxious for the next part of our evening. I’ve been looking forward to this since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”
Chapter 17
Jace had entered the master suite not long after Ian had led Callie inside. He was sure she didn’t know he’d watched and heard their entire scene outside on the beach. There wasn’t a spot on the island that wasn’t covered by security cameras and most of those had audio capabilities as well as sensitive night-vision lenses. He sat in the lounge chair and just watched Callie for long seconds before speaking to her. “Your ass is a lovely shade of red, sweetness. I see your Master has discussed his displeasure with you for not answering his calls. And I see he let you stand here with his seed trailing down your legs so that you would have good reason to remember who you belong to. It’s difficult to forget that you belong to a man when he leaves his mark on you isn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m very sorry for not taking his calls. I just couldn’t…it well, it hurt too much after what he said before he left. I just had to, well, I had to step back a bit, you know?” Jace knew that she had shut Ian out before he left for the business trip, and he also knew that Ian wasn’t entirely sure why.
Jace saw Ian step out of the shower and signaled him to stay silent. Perhaps he could coax a little information from the tiny beauty who had captured his friend’s heart. “What did your Master say that put that pain in your heart, sweetness?” His tone was soft but wouldn’t leave any doubt but that he expected a truthful answer. When she seemed to hesitate, he cautioned, “Your ass looks awfully sore, Callie. I doubt you want me adding to your punishment tonight, so I suggest you answer me.”
He could practically hear her mind working to figure out how to answer without really answering. But he’d read enough of her background information to know that, in the end, she wouldn’t be able to lie to him.
“Well, I was sort of…well, getting kind of caught up in him, if you know what I mean. I know it was foolish to think that a smart, good-looking guy like him would be interested in someone plain like me. And well, when he reminded me that I’m only going to be here for a month, well, it brought me crashing back to earth.” Jace could see her small frame shaking from her silent sobs, and he’d have liked nothing more than to pull her in to his arms and comfort her, but he was sure he hadn’t gotten it all yet. But he did find it very interesting that she had mentioned Ian’s intelligence and good looks, but hadn’t mentioned the fact the man was a billionaire. Yes, indeed. Amazing young woman, this Callie Reece. And I can hardly wait to bring her pissant sister to heel for all the pain she has caused this sweet soul.
“I’m curious, Callie—tell me why you don’t think Ian could be interested in you. Did he say that? Or has someone else convinced you that you aren’t worthy of everything your heart desires? Because if that’s the case, I know that Master Ian and I would both enjoy spending a little quality time alone with that person.”
This time she didn’t answer, she just wrapped her arms around herself and put her feet together as if she was trying to make herself smaller, as if smaller could be equated with invisible. Hell, it was probably exactly what she’d been trying to do ever since she’d been raped and her wicked mother had all but thrown her to the wolves. Jace knew that the woman would never get another shot at Callie if he or Ian had anything to say about it. Ian McGregor was not a man anyone wanted to fuck with, that was for sure. And even though Callie would always belong to Ian, she would hold a very special place in his heart as well.
Ian had moved in to the room and mouthed his thanks before wrapping his arms around his sobbing sub. “That’s enough of that for tonight. We’ll talk about his more later, but so that your mind can put this aside tonight, I want you to know that I referred to our time together as a month because I wasn’t sure you were ready to hear anything else yet. And truthfully I wasn’t sure I was ready either. But I have some options I want to discuss with you in a few days. I have a couple of ideas that I think might interest you very much—that is if you’d be interested in staying on the
island and supervising a project I’m planning.” Jace watched as his friend’s touch and voice seemed to magically soothe her soul. Having known Ian for many years, Jace was thrilled to see the way these two wounded souls seemed to be healing each other. He’d help them and then hope like hell he found his own soul partner in the near future.
Jace spoke up then, “Come along, sweetness, you and I are going to take a quick shower while your Master sets up a few things in here. Let’s get cleaned up so we can play a bit more before we put you to bed.” Ian turned her into his arms, and Jace led her into the bath where he removed her shirt and lacy bra before removing his own sweatpants. They didn’t spend a lot of time in the shower, he made sure she was clean and relaxed before he finished his own shower and toweled them both dry. “Lean over the counter, Callie, I want to insert this in your anus now so it begins to work before we move into the other room.” He watched her eyes go wide before she slowly leaned over the counter. He spread her ass cheeks and pushed a small syringe full of a topical numbing lubricant just inside her pretty little rosette. It would help them stretch her without any unnecessary pain, they were both large men and he wanted her first experience with double penetration to be as pleasant as possible. He also rubbed some soothing aloe gel into her bruised ass and then led her in to the bedroom. Leaning close, he whispered, “Relax and enjoy, sweetness. Let us take you to a whole new level of pleasure.”
Chapter 18
When he had first approached her outside on the beach, Callie hadn’t meant to tell Ian so much detail about her thoughts, but his voice and touch seduced her easily. She’d had a lot of time to read while he had been gone, and his library had yielded several great books about the psychological implications of the various elements of BDSM. Several of the authors had explained the dynamics and the concept of total power exchange. She had been surprised at how wrong her first impression of the term had been. The explanation had made perfect sense once she’d given it consideration. What she didn’t understand was how she would ever be able to trust someone that much. Everything she’d read about a submissive placing him or herself into the Dominant’s care had sounded like some kind of fairy tale, and she’d let go of that fantasy a long time ago.
