by Bella Juarez
“Don’t fight it, angel,” Alex ordered as he swung again, this time landing the sting of the leather strips to her breasts and nipples. “I’m not hurting you. Breath and submit to the heat.”
Izzy took a deep breath and let the experience of what was happening to her sink in. He was right. He wasn’t hurting her or hitting her. She was confused. Was it pain or pleasure she was experiencing? After he’d left a spot it seemed to throb and feel heavy. She knew the area of pain and pleasure were in the same place inside the human brain and sometimes it was a judgment call. The strikes he landed to her body were like his hot nips and kisses. They warmed her flesh and heightened her awareness. He’d been preparing her for this since their first encounter. Alex knew exactly what he was doing as he controlled his strikes with the precision of a master who had done it all of his life. Izzy thought he would spank her with the flogger not whip her body into a heated frenzy. She cried out when he landed the first blow to her pussy.
“Count it!” he ordered as he slapped her clit with the tails.
“One!” she cried breathlessly.
The heat that emanated throughout the surface of her skin was incredible. There was no pain, just delicious warmth and pleasure. His stinging caresses were bringing her to the edge of a climax she’d never known before. Her vulnerability and awareness that she was completely at his mercy was a mind-bending experience as another kiss of the tails was applied to her clit.
“Count!” he demanded harshly.
“Two!”
“You’re falling behind! That’s four! Pay attention!” Alex said, landing a smack to her breast.
Izzy sucked in a breath because the sting of the flogger’s tails was enough to keep her on guard and drive her insane at the same time. Her body arched involuntarily to meet its stinging caresses. What the hell has come over me? She wanted to feel the sting, but mostly she needed it to take her over the edge. Alex’s expression was pure concentration and focus as he flicked the tails across her body in random, unpredictable patterns. Her breasts, belly, thighs, and pussy were glowing at the heat he was causing with the flick of his wrist.
“Five!”
Izzy knew she’d lost count again.
“Focus!” he roared as he landed a slightly harder correction smack to her belly.
Alex landed another strike to her swollen clit and Isabel screamed as the hot caress sent her over the edge into her climax. Her body shook at the force of the shockwave that slammed her. Somewhere in the distance her thinking brain was formulating and attempting to explain her reaction. The position of standing while coming to a sexual peak made her almost pass out from the sudden release. Alex kept up his controlled strikes until Izzy’s body gave out and slumped. She hadn’t realized he’d stopped and unfastened some of the restraints until one of her arms fall to her side.
“That’s all, angel,” Alex murmured softly.
Alex picked up Isabel and carried her to bed, tucking her in. She was exhausted and felt drained. Her body tingled as the heat of her flesh radiated against the sheet that covered her. Alex slipped into bed beside her and pulled her close. Isabel turned around and snuggled as close as she could. She wanted to give him more, but couldn’t manage anything other than the simple act of putting her arms around him.
“I love you, baby. Go to sleep,” Alex said, kissing her.
“What about you?” she slurred sleepily.
“I’m fine. You need to rest and so do I,” he said, wrapping his arms around her even tighter.
* * * *
“I’ve got pieces that are partially done. I’ve got a silver one that just needs a clasp. Will that work? I’ll take a picture and text it to you,” the man said over the phone.
“I’d really appreciate anything you could do. I didn’t get her the right anniversary gift and I want to make it up to her. Can I call you as soon as I get the text?” Alex asked.
“Sure thing! I’ll be waiting to hear from you.”
Alex didn’t have long to wait. He opened the text messages and was floored. The pieces in the text were exquisitely beautiful and perfect. He knew Izzy wasn’t a big jewelry fan, but he was sure he could get her to wear what was in those photos. He redialed the number for the jeweler he’d just spoken with.
“Mr. Cook? The silver piece you sent with the silver heart padlock toggle would be perfect. While I’m there I’d like to order and pay for two more custom sets…” Alex went on to detail what he was looking at on his laptop and how he wanted them customized.
“I’ll have that piece put together by three this afternoon. You can come by any time after that,” Mr. Cook said.
“Thank you for understanding and doing this at the last minute. I’ll be there this afternoon,” Alex said, ending the call.
It was already ten in the morning and Isabel was still sleeping. He knew that their little play last night had done a number on her senses and body. She needed to recover and her body needed the rest. Last night had quite an effect on him as well because he slept until after eight. He got up, showered, made a few phone calls and compiled a list of errands he needed to run while Izzy was resting. He made the last of his calls and drained his coffee cup before deciding to check on Izzy.
As he got closer to the bedroom, he heard the water running indicating that she was taking a shower. He stepped inside the room and saw the bed was empty. He sat down on the chair that was in the corner. He’d put away the toys when he dressed earlier. Alex sat back, closed his eyes, and released his inner Dom. The transformation was like calling a genie from a lamp and he could physically feel himself become hard and unyielding.
Izzy stepped out of the bathroom in a towel and Alex’s cock lurched at the sight. He’d wanted her so bad last night, but knew it was futile. He was just as emotionally drained and exhausted as she was after lesson one. She dug around inside her bag, not taking notice he was sitting in the room watching her. Something must’ve caught her attention because she glanced and twitched when she saw him.
“Good morning, angel.”
“How long have you been sitting there?” she asked.
“Long enough to see you’re not doing what I asked.” Alex fairly growled.
“Excuse me?” Izzy said, slightly annoyed.
“Did I tell you to get dressed?”
“Oh, Alex, please. We’re going home in a little while,” Izzy said dismissively.
“Come here, angel,” Alex commanded softly.
“I need to get dressed,” Izzy said.
Alex simply stared. He could tell by her fussing that his silence was making her nervous because she could always sense the way anger radiated from him. It was as if she could feel the heat that was coming from him. She finally dropped what she was doing and walked to him, still wrapped in a towel. Alex pulled her down into his lap and cradled her against him. He gently unwrapped the towel around her and dropped it next to the chair.
“You don’t need this, angel,” he said, kissing her. Izzy moaned and relaxed against him, returning his kisses and pulling him close. He broke away. He needed to focus. There was so little time and so much to do. His cock surged in protest. He wanted to own her with a fuck so bad it was painful. “We have things to do today, angel. Go ahead and get dressed.”
“I know. We need to get home,” Izzy said as she struggled to her feet.
Alex let her get as far as her bra and panties before he spoke again.
“Who said we’re going home?” Alex asked
Izzy turned and looked at him. “I only reserved this for one night. I thought we could sightsee today.”
“If you want to sightsee, angel, I’ll take your request under consideration, but we’re not leaving until Monday morning,” Alex announced.
“I’ve got patients to see before Monday,” Izzy said.
“No, angel they’re not expecting you back until Tuesday. Your dad is happy that we’ve decided to stay a little longer. In fact he was wondering why he needed to come all the way from Miami for
just one night.”
“We’ve decided to stay?” Izzy asked in a petulant tone.
“I was giving you the benefit of the doubt, but if this how you want things, I’ve decided we’re staying until Monday.”
“I can’t stay! Why the hell didn’t you ask me what I wanted to do?” Izzy demanded.
Alex shot out of the chair and covered the distance between them in two long strides. He saw Izzy shrink back slightly at his sudden aggression. Alex was fighting the urge to throw her on the bed, rip off his clothes, and fuck her until he was blind. The only thing saving Isabel was the master control he had over himself. She was making him crazy with desire and the need to possess her. He came nose to nose with her.
“Be careful what you wish for, angel. I tried to tell you not to open this door. I’m sure you’ve read enough of those books to know this is not a one night thing. It’s a lifestyle. There is only one way out of this. Say the word.”
“We need to get home. What about Leila?” Izzy asked.
“Leila’s fine. I talked to your dad while you were still asleep. The only reason I’ve considered training you and have a glimmer of hope that you’ll respond is because you know me and you know what I expect. It will take every second until Monday morning for me to decide if you’re even capable of being taken in hand. I’m giving you what you asked for, angel. If you want to stop, say your safe word and it’s all over.”
Alex saw a spark of defiance in her eyes. He would never suppress that in Izzy because it was what made her so passionate and the reason why he loved her more than breathing at times.
“Say your safe word and quit.”
“Go to hell,” she spat.
“Say your safe word.”
“No,” Isabel said defiantly and added a sarcastic, “sir.”
Alex wanted to wrap himself around her and tell her how proud he was of her. He knew she was no quitter and she sure as hell wasn’t letting him get the best of her. There was hope, a lot of hope, that this could work and it could be balanced. He’d always wished he would find a strong, intelligent, passionate submissive woman. Izzy was his dream. She was his perfect woman. Alex reined in his excitement.
“Then get dressed and don’t question my motives again,” he said.
As Alex walked back to the chair, he saw the toy bag where he’d put it this morning. He smiled at his sudden inspiration.
“Angel, come here,” Alex said as he reached for the bag.
Chapter 33
Main Street
Fredericksburg, Texas
July 31, 2010/1817 Zulu
Izzy adjusted her sunglasses as they drove into town. Alex had agreed to walk around downtown Fredericksburg for a short time. She glanced at Alex. If he thought for one second she would quit, he was crazy and didn’t know her at all. His unknown fear was making him difficult and unpredictable and he was doing it on purpose. He wanted her to quit so he could keep his little secret. I don’t think so. Two can play your little game, baby. She never knew what to expect from one minute to the next, putting her constantly on guard. She could do this, even if this submissive thing wasn’t what she’d expected. She was still processing what had happened to her last night.
The memory of her flogging made Izzy flush and started a tingle in her thighs. Her pussy clenched the bullet vibrator he’d put inside her right before he allowed her to get dressed. More of his games. He was trying to shock her senses and push her limits of decency. They arrived on Main Street and walked around for a little while. Izzy started to relax as they walked because Alex lightly took her hand and gave her sweet little caresses like he’d always done before. They’d stop and look inside a window and he would put his arm around her and pull her close for a quick peck. The stress of uncertainty started to melt away because her Alex was back.
“Izzy, let’s go inside and look at what they have. You’ll need some clothes for the rest of our stay,” Alex said as they started to pass a dress shop.
“I’ll be all right, baby. We can stop somewhere else,” Izzy said, leaning her head on his shoulder.
Alex stiffened slightly. She cringed because of the sudden change of his mood. He moved away from her and she watched his eyes narrow and turn dark. He was pissed off, again. His eyes held her right where she stood. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the little remote, and Izzy’s eyes widened at the implication of his actions.
“Are we walking into this store, angel?” He growled.
Izzy hesitated, unsure of what to say. She didn’t want to shop. She wanted to have the affection Alex had been giving her for the last thirty minutes as they walked uninterrupted.
“You can’t be serious?” she whispered, terrified as she looked down at the little box in his huge hand.
Alex pressed a button and Izzy jerked and grabbed onto him as the sensation of the sex toy inside her pussy vibrated against her clit from the inside. Her pussy had been wet from the time he’d put it inside because it would rock every now and then. Isabel wanted to touch herself several times to ease the steady tension. The air in her lungs evaporated and she found herself fighting to breathe. Suddenly the vibration stopped. He’d switched the toy off.
“Are we going inside, angel?” Alex growled once more.
Isabel was breathless when she looked up at Alex. Her pussy and clit were still humming from the vibration. She nodded because she was unable to speak. Alex pulled her close and kissed her lightly.
“Answer me,” he whispered menacingly.
“Yes, s–sir,” she gasped.
Alex smiled and kissed her tenderly as he took her hand. “That’s my good girl.”
They walked inside and Alex looked through the store with Izzy in tow. She’d managed to recover but knew with keen awareness a mini-vibrator was buried inside her cunt and there was no control over when it would go off. The head games he was playing with her pissed her off even more than the physical games he was playing with her body. Sadistic son-of-a-bitch.
“Angel, I’m talking to you. Get your mind off your pussy,” Alex said.
Izzy turned and looked at him. She nervously glanced around to see if anyone had heard him.
“What was that?” she asked, distracted.
“I like this for you. Go try it on,” he commanded softly.
Izzy looked at the slinky white dress in his hand. The jeweled, embellished short tank dress was a little too much in her opinion but she didn’t want to fight again, so she took the dress from him and a charming woman directed her to a dressing room. She stripped down to her underwear and slid the dress over her head and she needed to really work it down her body because it fit her like a glove. It was then she noticed she couldn’t wear the bra she’d brought because the scooped neckline plunged, leaving the tops of her full breasts showing. She tried to adjust the neckline only to find she shortened the dress in the front.
“Angel? Let me see.”
Izzy walked out and found Alex right outside the dressing room door. He frowned when he saw her.
“Go take off your bra and then come out,” Alex ordered.
“But—” Izzy started to protest. Alex cut her off with one of his pissed-off looks. He started to reach into his pocket. “I’m going!”
Isabel turned around and walked back into the dressing room. She pulled the dress up over her head and heard Alex say something. She ignored it as she started to take off her bra. The dressing room door opened and Alex stepped inside.
“Alex!” Izzy whispered harshly as she threw her arms around her chest.
“Let me see,” he said as he sat on the bench inside.
“Please! What will people think?” she pleaded in a whisper.
“I don’t give a fuck what they think. Put that dress on, Izzy.”
Isabel turned around to where she’d hung the dress and tried to put it on while maintaining minimal exposure to him. It was an impossible task with all the mirrors and the angle of his vantage point. She slid the dress on once more and found it was
a very sexy, beautiful dress.
Izzy caught Alex’s hungry stare through the mirror. They stared at one another for a long time. Isabel realized she held her own tremendous power because he loved and desired her. She was the only one who could draw that sort of outright display of hunger from him and she was the only one who knew how to satisfy it. Mostly she could break his heart and leave him wounded because he needed her love and acceptance.
Not breaking eye contact, Alex stood and slowly stalked up behind her. Izzy’s pulse quickened. She watched his arms snake around her, pulling her up against him so she could feel what she was doing to him, giving her a sense of satisfaction that he might be suffering a little bit, too. His hard cock pressed against her and she watched his strong hands lightly caressing her. She closed her eyes and gave into his delicious touch.
“Lesson two, angel, my dominance is absolute,” Alex said in a gravelly whisper.
Izzy dragged her eyes open and watched as he dug into his pocket and pulled out his little remote. She briefly remembered lesson one, blind trust in him. She didn’t fight the sensation this time, she welcomed it. She almost hummed aloud with the vibration. A slight moan escaped her lips as he lifted the hem of the short dress and cupped her pussy. His free hand moved over her breasts and slipped inside the low-cut dress. She sucked in a breath as he rolled her nipple in his fingers. Isabel wiggled against him and let carnal pleasure sweep her away.
“Your pussy is so juicy, angel,” Alex whispered as he shoved his hand inside her panties and bit her earlobe.
Isabel clenched around the vibrator lodged in her cunt signaling that an orgasm was so sweetly close. Suddenly he withdrew and shut off the device inside her. She almost slumped to the ground in frustration. Her eyes flew open and she watched Alex bring his fingers to his mouth and slowly lick her juices off of them.
