The next morning at breakfast I walked in the dining room to
hear him on the phone with Will. I took my seat and poured myself
some coffee. I buttered my toast and waited for him to finish his call.
I could tell they were talking about Jane, but I tried not to look at
him. I didn’t want him to think I was trying to get any ideas. When he
ended the call he touched me hand, and I looked over to him.
“Good Morning, little one, how are you this morning?” I
smiled and covered my mouth, which was full of toast.
“Fine and you?” he chuckled at me talking with my mouth
full. “I’m good. I need to ask you something. If Jane tried to
contact you, would you tell me?” he asked. I looked down at my
plate and then back to him.
“I don’t know. Would you send her back to Will?” Jane ran
from Will because he was an ass. I didn’t know her very well at all,
but I wouldn’t want to send her back to him if she didn’t want to go.
“Hmm. I guess it would depend,” he said and went back to
eating like that was the end of the conversation.
“What would it depend on?” I shook my head at him. He
smiled at me. “You would send her back to him wouldn’t you?” He
didn’t answer. I looked down at my plate. He reached over to the
chair next to him.
“I have a present for you,” he handed me a small white box. I
didn’t take it. I kept my eyes fixed on him. He sat the box beside my
plate. “I have a fundraiser to attend in three days, and I would like
you to be my date,” he paused, “and wear these.” He pushed the box toward me. “Unlike the jewelry you wore
the night of the banquet, you may keep these.” He still hadn’t
answer my question, and I hadn’t taken my eyes off of him. “Open it,
Norah, and stop looking at me like you hate me. I know you’re still
upset with me, and I understand, but I don’t tolerate disrespect, you
know that.” I lowered my eyes and grabbed the box off the table.
Inside the white box was a blue velvet box. I took the blue box and
opened it. It was a pair of tear drop diamond earrings. I looked up at
him and then back down to the earrings. They were beautiful.
“Thank you, Liam. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve
these, but thank you so much.” I snapped the box shut and sat it
back on the table. I assumed they were a guilt gift. A little token to
say ‘sorry I fucked you in front of my staff.’
“You don’t like them?” he asked. I didn’t look over at him.
“Yes, I said I did. I just……I just don’t want you to think that if
you buy me a gift I can just forgive you,” I wasn’t confident in my
words. I wasn’t sure the effect they would have on him. He said he wanted us to have a normal relationship, but he
was still a caveman, and there was nothing I could do to change that
part of him. He wanted, no he demanded respect and submission
from me in most things. He liked that I said unexpected things to
him, but I pushed the limit sometimes. I honestly didn’t know where
the limit was most of the time. He grabbed my hand.
“I’m not trying to buy your forgiveness, Norah. I said I was
sorry, I meant it, don’t make me say it again. You need to get over
it.” I stood up and grabbed my present. I looked right at him.
“I’m not just upset about yesterday, it’s this Jane thing too.
You didn’t answer me, which tells me that you would give her back
to Will, if she was found.” He stood up.
“Sit down! Will bought Jane, she is his property, and he
deserves to know where she is.”
“His property?” I turned and started out of the dining room. “Where are you going? Come back and finish your breakfast
now.” I looked back at him, lowered my eyes, and grasped my hands
in front of me.
“I’m done, sir. Thank you for my present, I have a headache, I
would like to go to my room.” He didn’t say anything. I turned and
walked toward the stairs. I could hear him walking behind me.
“Norah, stop. I was talking about them, not us.” He grabbed
my arm. “You know I belong to you just as much as you belong to
me. I’ll see you tonight, ok?” I nodded. “Please look at me.” I looked
up at him. “Now kiss me like you’re not upset with me, so I won’t
worry all day,” he smiled. I grabbed his tie with one hand and pulled
him toward me. I covered his mouth and pressed my tongue against
his lips. He touched my face and then pulled me away. “I said like
you’re not upset, not like you want me to fuck you right now.” He
took my hand, and pressed against his length. “You’re sending me to
work with a hard on the size of Texas, little one.” I smiled and he smiled too. “That’s what I wanted to see.” He
kissed my nose and went to work.
*****
Norah walked through the room running her hands over
some things, some things she didn’t go near. Liam stood at the door
and watched her.
“Where did you put all of these things when I was down
here?” she asked. Liam took a few steps toward her and looked
around the basement room.
“I had everything put over in the storage room,” he exhaled
and ran his hands over a set of chains hanging from the ceiling. “I
wasn’t sure I was even going to bring it all back over here.” Norah
looked back at him and nodded.
“What does Gerald or Rosa think of all this?” she asked.
“Rosa was around when I first got into this lifestyle, so I don’t
think anything surprises her anymore. Gerald was shocked, to say
the least, but I think he is used to it now. I think they both feel as long as I have a willing partner, they
don’t need to know what we do in my bedroom, or this playroom. To
each his own, right?”
“That is a very open minded and hip way to think of all of
this,” she ran her hand over a spreader bar.
“Do you see anything you like?” he asked. She shrugged her
shoulders.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what these things do.” Liam
crossed his arms over his chest.
“Ask away, little one,” he teased. She ran her hand over what
looked like a very large chest. It had rod iron hooks and handles on it
and the dark wood came to her waist.
“What’s this?” she asked looking back him.
“What do you think it is?” he stepped closer to her. She
looked at him and lowered her eyes. “I’m not going to make fun of
you, Norah….I just want to know how you see these things.” It took some coaxing to get her back in the basement, Liam
had no intentions of hurting her pride while she was exploring his
world.
“It looks like a very big pirate chest, but I know it’s not,” she
took a breath. He nodded.
“Would you like me to show you?” he ran his hand over the
top. She shook her head. “What you don’t trust me?” he smiled, she
didn’t answer. “See the shackles on the floor by your feet?” Norah
looked down. “There is another set on the other side. Ankles on one
side, wrists on the other……leaves you very exposed….for
anything.”
She nodded and walked to the wall.
“What’s this?” she pointed. Liam smiled. It was a large
wooden frame with hooks and chains hanging from the top, and
coming from the bottom.
“It’s kinda the same thing, but you would be standing up,
instead of bending over,” He tried to hide his smile by scratching just
under his nose. She nodded and ran her hands over the chains. “And that?” she pointed to a weird looking contraption in the
corner.
“It’s called a stockade. Your ankles and wrists are bound
here,” he pointed to the restraints on the floor. “And your neck is
restrained here,” he pointed to a dog collar looking thing at the top.
Norah nodded and ran her hand over her neck.
“So that’s what you like, huh? Chaining woman up?
Restraining woman down? I guess that’s why you bought me. Slaves
should be chained up.” He walked to her and touched her shoulder,
he knew the thought of being restrained scared her.
“It isn’t always about pain, I told you. I can torture you with
pleasure as well,” he stated. She walked to the far wall to the large
cabinet and ran her hand over the handle.
“What’s this? You like to lock your women in here?”
“Now who’s making fun of who?” He walked to her. “No, it’s
really just a cabinet. I keep the little toys in here. He opened the first drawer to show her an assortment of
whips, floggers, blind folds, feathers and handcuffs. He opened the
second drawer and showed her an assortment of vibrators. Norah
looked at them, and back at Liam.
“You use these…..in women?” He nodded. She picked one of
the biggest ones. “I think I might be sick,” she took a deep breath. He
took it out of her hand and closed the drawer. He opened the next
drawer. It had smaller metal vibrators, some were very short. She
looked very confused. She reached in and picked a long string of
beads. “What’s this?”
“Anal beads,” he took them from her. She swallowed again,
and nodded. “You’re not saying very much, little one. You’re making
me nervous.” She laughed and picked up one of little short vibrators.
“I’m making you nervous? That’s funny.” She held out her
hand asking him to explain.
“It’s a butt plug. I told you, you would have to….be prepared
for that kind of thing. This would help in that area.” She nodded and put it back in the drawer. “Why is it so funny
that you’re making me nervous?” he asked.
“Because, the man that bought me as a sexual slave has just
shown me how easy he has been on me in the sex department.” She
turned and walked toward something that looked like a horse
saddle. She ran her hand over the seat and saw a remote on the side.
He walked behind her. “Please stop saying that I bought you as a
sexual slave, Norah. I did that when I saw this relationship going
down a much different path.” He turned her to face him and touched
her chin to make her look at him. “I told you, you don’t have to do
any of these things, I don’t care. I just want you.” She shrugged her
shoulders. “I wish you would believe me.”
“I believe that you believe it. But you can’t tell me that being
in here doesn’t make you want to try something with me, that I
won’t believe.” He shook his head.
“I would love to chain you up over there, and show you just
how much pleasure I can give you….” Norah cringed. “But I know you
don’t want that, so it isn’t an option for me.” “I can’t be chained up, Liam. I’m sorry. I want to make you
happy, but after what happen before, and the other men….” He
pulled her to him and rubbed her hair. “I just can’t, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. It doesn’t matter, it really doesn’t.” She
turned away and looked at the seat. “What’s this?” she ran her hand
over it again. “It’s called a sybian.” He pointed at the middle of it.
“You would straddle it like a horse, and this part vibrates. There’s
also an attachment that looks like a penis. It can be a lot of fun.” He
smiled. “Now this I am imagining you on,” he pulled her to him, “and
it’s making me hard,” he breathed in her ear. She pulled away and
walked to the middle of the room where a leather swing was
hanging. She pushed it with her hand and caught it when it came
back to her. “I think that one is self-explanatory.” She laughed.
“Come on, let’s go get some dinner, I need to get out of here.” She
stopped him.
“What about….preparing me?” she asked looking down at her
feet. “I said I would try.” He took her hands and made her look at
him. “You really want to do that with me?” She nodded. “Are you
sure? You don’t have to, sex the regular way is fine for me, really.”
He kissed her softly on her mouth.
“I want to try it. I don’t know if I will like it, or want to do it
again. But I want to try it.”
“I’ll come back after dinner, and pick something out. Tonight
when we make love by the fire, or in my bed, or wherever, I will
show you how it works.” He kissed her hand.
“You mean have our boring sex that you’re putting up with
until you find someone else?” she laughed, but he didn’t. “I was
kidding, Liam. I don’t think our sex is boring, not at all. But after
seeing all this, I can’t imagine you thinking of it any other way.” He
took her arms in his hands.
“What can I do to convince you that you make me happy? I
shouldn’t have brought you down here. I don’t want you second
guessing yourself, Norah. You’ve given me more of a gift than
anyone I have ever been with before. Your inexperience and innocence to all these things makes
you so sexy and truly mine. All you know is me, and all I want is you.”
After dinner Norah stood by the bookcase in the library and
ran her hand over spines of the books. Liam had taken a business call
before dinner was over, and was in his study talking to someone.
She heard the doors slide open and then shut again so she turned to
see him. He had changed and was now wearing jeans and light blue
t-shirt and no shoes.
“I like the way you look when you dress casual,” she
whispered. Norah dressed casual most days, but usually wore a skirt
for dinner. Tonight she wore a dress.
“You don’t like my suits?” he walked toward her.
“No, I do. It’s just, you always wear a suit, and it’s nice to see
you relaxed.” He took her hand in his and kissed it. Then turned it
over and laid something in it. Norah opened her hand and saw a
purple butt plug. She gulped and took a sip of her drink. “What do I….I mean….where….how does it…?” Liam took it
back from her and touched her shoulders.
“Calm down. We don’t have to do this, it’s okay, really.” He
kissed her forehead. “No, I want to. I just don’t know what I’m
supposed to do with it.” He started kissing her neck and took her
drink out of her hand sitting it down on the table. He knelt in front of
/> her and grabbed the waist band of her panties and pulled them
down. He took her hand so she could step out. He ran both of his
hands up her legs and put his head to her stomach. “I love it when
you wear dresses,” he ran his hands over her butt. “You are so
fucking sexy.” He stood back up, took her hand and led her over to
the table in the corner. He gestured for her to sit on the edge and he
spread her legs open, so he could stand between them. He pulled
her dress up and ran his hands under it. She leaned back on her
hands and let him grope her the way he wanted. She wrapped her
legs around him, and let out a deep moan. Then his mouth was on
her. She opened her eyes and his head was under her dress. Her legs were over his shoulders and his hands were on her
hips pulling her to him. She leaned back some more and let him have
her, all of her. He moved his mouth skillfully over each fold. He
pulled her a bit further and his tongue traveled a bit lower. His
thumb covered her clit, but she tensed up when his tongue touched
her in the spot not meant to be touched.
“Relax, Norah,” he breathed. His thumb moved faster and so
did his tongue. “Feel the pleasure,” he panted and parted her cheeks
so his tongue could go deeper. She could feel her orgasm building.
She closed her eyes and let the pleasure take over. “That’s it, baby.
That’s it Norah, don’t think about it, just feel it.” He ran his hand
over her sex feeling her wetness. Norah moaned and twitched
coming down from her orgasm. His tongue was on her hole, thumb
on her clit and two fingers inside her. She moved her hips riding her
orgasm for every last drop. He stood up and ran his hands over her
moving the wetness from one spot to the next. He pulled her up and
turned her over. He touched her crease and rubbed his hard cock
against her. “I want this so bad, Norah. Your ass is so sweet.” She tensed up thinking this could be it. “Not now, baby. Not
now, but soon, Norah, I want this to be mine.” He ran his hand over
her hole again making sure it was covered in her wetness. She pulled
her head up from the table when she felt something pressing against
her hole. “Take a deep breath, it’s just the plug, relax.” She took a
deep breath and felt him push it inside her. She instinctively
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