“Yes, mmm, yes.” My voice sounds different, husky and sexual.
His eyes turn arctic, hard. “Yes?”
I catch my careless error and hasten to cover up my fuck-up. “Yes, yes, again please, Master.”
“Mmmm, I like that, min skjønne. Respect will always win you favor with me, little one.”
Note to self: be respectful, always ….
His full lips have just covered mine when the shrill, electronic ring of a mobile cuts through the serenity of his room and we both turn toward the source—his jeans, which are lying in a heap on the pale wood.
“Fuuuuck!” he grumbles in annoyance as he pushes off the bed to snag it out of the back pocket of his jeans. Before he answers, he says quickly, “This had better be good, it’s nearly eleven!”
He checks the screen and touches a button. “Hva skjer?” What’s up?
I’m unsure of what he’s saying, yet his anger is unmistakable. A moment passes before, “Nei så faen, du kødder nå?” No, you’re fucking kidding me, right?
Silence again. His big hand looks like it’s about to crush his mobile and then he says in a scary voice, “Jeg kommer med en gang.” I’ll be right there.
The second he disconnects, I ask carefully, “Is everything all right?”
He’s already sliding on his jeans, commando, as he grates out, “Fuck no. Some douche bags just tried to bust into our garage over at the club. The alarm went off before they could steal anything. Some of our member’s bikes are parked there, along with a shitload of expensive gear and cases of liquor to stock our bar. Bern was first on the call list for the alarm company; that was him on the line. He’s already there, but it’s dark, and I need to help him try and secure that door, at least until we can get a locksmith out first thing in the morning. We also need to be there in case the pricks come back for round two once the alarm is shut off.”
“It had to be those men from today, right?”
“Yeah, babe, without a doubt the Hellraisers are the only ones missing enough brain cells to steal shit from our club.”
“I can be ready in just a minute.”
Pulling his white shirt down over his tight stomach he tells me firmly, “No, you’re staying put. We’ve just begun tonight and I’ve waited too long to have you in my bed, woman, to not have more of you tonight. So no, you keep your fine ass right there between my sheets and imagine all the wicked things that I’ll do to you when I get back later.”
My pulse spikes sky high at his blunt words.
A fiery gleam lights his eyes as he stares down at me. “I’ll try to not be too long, baby. Gotta be there, though, responsibilities.”
“I understand.”
“Good girl, make yourself at home, but under no circumstances are you to lay so much as a finger on that sweet pussy. That’s all mine. You got me?”
My eyes widen in shock. “Yes, yes, I get you, Master.”
His dark, goateed chin dips once before he turns and disappears through the shadowed door into the long hallway.
I flop back onto the feather duvet, sigh loudly, and try to wrap my head around this wildly perfect evening.
Chapter Six
Beneath Me
The house is dead quiet when I return, silently relieved that the assholes who tried to bust into the garage at the club took off when they tripped the alarm. Fucking amateurs. No doubt it was some of Dag’s boys, trying to throw their weight around after his beat down earlier. I’m eager for a distraction and I know exactly where to find her.
It’s just after two in the morning. I should be dead tired after this hectic day, but instead I’ve been rock hard the entire drive home. My only need, only streamlined thought, is to have that tight little pussy of hers impaled on my dick while my girl’s beautiful doe eyes stare up at me. Shit yeah, I’m about to be all over that ….
I move swiftly, making my way through my nearly pitch black living room, shedding my clothes as I go. My fingers nearly tremble in anticipation. I thought I’d calm down a bit after taking her, but no, that body and her responses to my commands have only cranked me up for more. I’m falling fast for this woman and I can’t deny that I like the feeling. Hell, who am I kidding? I more than like it. She’s unreal and she keeps creeping further into my thoughts. This is the first relationship I’ve had that started out with so much honesty—no weird red flags or games like the last two.
I halt and brace my forearms out against the doorframe. The candle is still burning steady and low in the glass holder. She’s on her side, facing my play wall. Yeah, maybe she drifted off observing the toys. Curious about what I’ll do to her next. My greedy cock jerks hard against my naked thigh at the dark thought.
Nap-time is over, sweetheart. Master’s ready to play.
I quietly grab a couple of favorites off the wall and ease myself down onto the bed. She stirs but remains in a deep sleep. I set the toys on the far edge of the mattress and lay down on my left side so I can face her.
She really looks like a damn angel. Time to light you up baby….
Carefully pulling down the duvet, I slowly lean into her warmth and start to suck on her left nipple. My mouth works her lightly and softly at first, then becomes greedy and forceful. I grin when I hear a low moan float down from above me, right before she clasps the back of my head in both her small hands and draws me in closer to her chest. Not wanting to neglect her other tit, I push back on her shoulder to get a better angle at the other needy bud. Gently I use my teeth to scrape across the tight pink flesh. She groans and arches up into me. It fucking turns me on to know what she likes.
All right, baby … let’s play.
“You’re back,” she whispers in her delicate voice as her arms slide across my shoulders, twining together behind my neck.
I lift my head from her wet breasts and lock onto her eyes. “Yes, I am.”
“I’ve missed you, Master.”
“Did you now?” I arch a brow as she nods.
“How much, Elora?”
“A lot, Master.”
“And just what did you think about while I was away tonight?”
She tries to avert her eyes, embarrassed again. I’m not having any of it.
“Only warning. Look at me, now!”
Her body jerks lightly as she quickly flicks her eyes back to connect with mine.
Good, she’s learning.
“I asked you a question and I expect an answer, sub.”
She says quietly, a slight tremor in her voice, “I thought about you … taking me, dominating me again. I thought about which toys you might use on me, Master. I ache for you. The throbbing in my pussy has only gotten worse since you’ve left. I-I’m glad you’re here now.”
She’s such a damn turn-on, without even trying.
“That’s good baby. We’re gonna play now. You remember your safe word?”
“Yes, I’ve got it; the word is ‘blaze,’ Master.”
“Good, and I expect you to use it if you need to. Remember Elora, you hold all of the power. You’re able to rein me in, stop everything on a dime. This only works both ways sweetheart. Everything is completely mutual between us.”
“Yes, Master, thank you.” Her smile is fucking liquid sunshine.
I push up on my arms and discard the duvet, tossing it to the floor. Staring down into her bright eyes, I ask, “You trust me?”
“Implicitly, Master.”
“Good girl. Now put your hands above your head for me.”
She does as I ask without hesitation and I reach back to the far corner for the steel and leather cuffs.
“Gonna cuff you now, and I want you to keep your arms up while I take you. You’re not to move unless I say so, understood?”
A shaky, “Yes, I understand, Master,” escapes her pretty full lips.
How did I get so fucking lucky? A goddess who’s obviously into heavy kink. Shit, gonna need to do some serious community service, donate to the homeless for this good fortune. God damn!
I straddle her soft body and encase first her left wrist then her right into the wide leather cuffs. After securing the double leather buckles on each, I give a tug on the eight inches of steel running between them.
I say in a low voice, “These are to stay put. You may thread your fingers together, but that’s it.”
“All right, Master,” she says sweetly before nibbling on her bottom lip. Fucking adorable.
“Up next, something for those beautiful tits of yours, min skjønne.”
Her eyes shoot wide open as I dangle the clamps inches from her nose. A thin but sturdy chain runs between the black molded plastic clamps. Perfect for giving a little warning tug when needed. I lean in and run the flat part of my tongue over each tight tip. Nice. Satisfied that they are as hard and tight as they’re gonna get, I pinch open a clamp before gently closing it over the base of first one then the other pretty nipple. I lean back on my haunches and stare in appreciation. Her chest is pumping up and down, trying to deal with the unfamiliar sting from the clamps.
“All right, baby?”
“Yes, it’s fine, Master.” She nods up at me.
“You’re such a good girl. I’m gonna reward you if you can hold on a bit longer for me.”
“Of course I can, Master.”
“You’re making me very proud, baby.”
She smiles softly, pleased that she’s doing well.
Time to test her limits.
I step off the low bed and cross to the closet doors. I slide one open and reach for the second drawer of the tall, narrow chest. I know exactly what I’m after, but the interesting question is, will she like it? I’d bet money on it. Before the drawer slides shut I grab a bottle of KY lube. She’s gonna need it.
“Spread your legs as wide as they’ll go, please. That’s right, show me that pretty little pussy. Do you want Master to play with you there, min skjønne?”
Her chest rises as she takes a deep breath. “Oh yes, I want everything you have planned for me, Master.”
“That’s so nice, baby. Now prop your knees up at an angle for me like a good girl.”
I watch her little feet slide right up the crisp white sheets, stopping when her knees are fully bent.
“Very pretty. Now keep them nice and wide, just like that.”
I walk over, stopping when my toes touch the wooden base of the platform bed. With arms folded across my chest, hiding the items in my hand, I look down at her. “I might try something that will undoubtedly embarrass you, sweetheart, but you’ve gotta put your trust in me, know that it’s for your own good, all right?”
She gives me a nervous little “All right, Master.” Grunting my approval of her willingness to jump off the deep end, I kneel down between her spread legs. The small patch of dark auburn hair is gorgeous. Fuck, her entire pussy is pink and delicate. I want nothing more than to bury my head between her open legs and feast on that beautiful pussy until she shatters like glass from her screams. But no, gonna draw this out. She’ll come to appreciate how I love to tease. Yeah, it’ll undoubtedly drive her nuts but she gets me, so it’s all good.
I set the bulbous black glass plug down by her right ankle before drizzling a generous amount of lube onto my index finger.
She looks at me as if a question is on the tip of her tongue but remains silent.
“Your pussy is so fine, baby. I love how slick and wet you always are for me.”
I toss the lube aside, not too far, because I’m going to need more before long.
“Now, remember to do your best and lie still for me. If not, I’ll have to punish you.”
Her breath hitches as she says, “I will, Master.”
“Good girl. Now, I want you to relax for me.”
I lean in and rim her tiny asshole with my slicked up finger. She jerks in surprise but quickly catches herself and pushes her hips down into the mattress in a desperate attempt to behave.
“I can’t wait to work myself into this perfect ass, but that’s not gonna happen tonight, Elora, so don’t worry. You’re far too small and Master doesn’t want to hurt you. Has anyone ever touched you here, baby?”
Before she can answer, I push into her up to my first knuckle and watch as she gasps in surprise.
“Oh God! N-No Master, no one, no one but you.”
“Good, and it’s going to stay that way. This fine ass is all mine.”
“Yes, all yours … aaah!”
I smile as I pump my drenched finger in and out of her little hole. The wetness from her pussy is increasing, dripping down to add to the slick mix.
Her legs begin to tremble. She obviously needs to get off. I understand it, because my cock feels hard as a crowbar right about now.
I increase the rhythm, and she cries out, “Please! Oh please, I-I want you!”
I keep my finger inside her as I lean in and tug firmly on the chain running between the clamps. She gasps at the way it stings.
“No begging, baby, you know better than that. No demands. Not from me.”
She looks away, ashamed. I tell her, low and stern, “Eyes, Elora.”
When she blinks at me, I tell her, “Soon baby, just hold on.”
I gently add a second finger, barely able to work it in as she groans in both discomfort and need. Once they’re both seated nicely I start up a nice slow pump and encourage her, “That’s right, sweetheart, let Master fill you. Mmm, fuck, yeah.” I can’t resist; I have to have a taste. I lean in and lap at her spread pussy. Her cream is so sweet that I moan out against her outer lips. I struggle for internal control and pull away. She whimpers once in disappointment but catches herself quickly as her small hands clench tightly into fists.
“All right, Elora, almost there, baby. Master’s going to put a toy in that tight little ass and you’re going to be a good girl and take it gracefully, all right?”
She’s trembling so badly with need, I stare, nearly transfixed as her breasts cause the chain to bounce lightly on her chest. So damn fine.
“Yes, I want to please you, Mikk—, I mean, Master.”
I smile at her and gently remove my fingers from her behind. She watches me slick up the wide, teardrop-shaped plug, and her shaking increases as it disappears down between her legs. I slowly push it into her until it’s seated nicely. She moans, long and low. I give a light tug to make certain it’s firmly in place.
“Oh my God … ooh! It feels so, so different, so full and taboo, Master.”
“Wait until my cock is inside you as well. The combination is going to feel amazing, I promise.”
“Okay,” she says, her voice shaky. “I ache badly, Master.”
“I know you do, and you’ve followed instructions so well tonight. I think you deserve a reward. Now don’t move.”
“I’ll try not to, Master.”
“Good, very good, sweet sub.”
I grasp my eager cock firmly in one hand and bring it to her slick entrance. Leaning in close, I hover over her and run my fingers across the feather-soft hair at the top of her forehead. Staring deeply into her trusting eyes, I murmur, “Jeg vil ha deg.” I want you so badly.
I don’t bother translating. She already knows how I feel about her. She’s panting as I take her on a smooth but relentless glide. She’s stretched unbelievably tight around me. I stroke a thumb across the pounding pulse on her ivory neck. “All right?”
“God, it’s, wait, please give me a second. I feel so … it’s wild.”
“I can barely focus; you’re so perfect, baby and so damn tight. I want you to relax and let go when you feel it. I’m about to take you hard but I know you can handle me. Isn’t that right, my beautiful girl?”
“I’ll do my best, Master. I’m on the verge of coming apart right now. I’m trying hard not to move.”
I chuckle and rise to my knees, wrap my hands around the backs of her creamy thighs and let loose, tunneling into her tight channel with everything I have. I keep the rhythm steady and controlled. I need to focus, to get her there regardless of
how primed my body is. I reach forward and gently push the pad of my thumb against her rigid clit. I massage it gently for a few seconds and keep up the deep, driving, pumping thrusts. She tenses beneath me, and I watch her buck hard in a torrent of spasms that are so violent they seem to lodge my swollen dick in place. Un-fucking-believable. I’ll never get enough. Ever.
“Aaaaaahh …. Master!”
Her trilling, primal screams continue as I drop down to a forearm and let my hips go, hammering into her hard and fast while giving her the majority of my weight. I feel the sexy nipple clamps against my slick chest and hear her desperate cries. I can’t hold back. I pound into her in four brutal strokes and let go, letting loose a primal growl against her smooth neck.
Perfection, never had better. Not even fucking close.
Minutes pass in silence, and gradually, as coherent thought filters slowly back into my overloaded brain, I move my weight off of her, staying close to make certain she’s all right. Her eyes are closed. I watch proudly as a lazy smile passes across her rosy lips.
“Good?”
“Oooh, yeah, a stratosphere away, actually. I’m on a blissful high right now, Master.”
I laugh and tell her, “Hold still now.”
I slowly pull out and reach between her legs to dislodge the plug. She gasps a little but does as she’s told.
“Be right back.”
I step off the bed, nearly swaying from the head rush of the orgasm, and cross to the bathroom to rinse the plug before cleaning myself off with a fresh towel. I toss it in the hamper and dampen another one before returning to her.
As I gently clean her I whisper, “Okay, baby, I’m going to release the clamps from your nipples and I’m not gonna lie, it’s gonna suck in a bad way. You ready?”
Her eyes shoot open. She looks frightened as she answers me nervously, “I’m ready, Master.”
So trusting, so lovely …. So fucking beautiful and all mine.
I decide to consolidate the pain by releasing both at the same time. It takes a few seconds for the blood to rush back in, the agony catching her off guard.
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