Chapter Three
After her class, Amber refused to give in and visit Nelson’s office. She worked on her grades and making sure she was as up-to-date as possible. Hopefully, she’d have a lot more to her social life now than just hanging out with friends and using sex toys alone at night.
When her phone beeped she had a text message, her pulse picked up. She grabbed the device, and it provided an address and time for her to show up and simple instructions. Don’t change your clothes. Don’t be late.
She couldn’t wait. The oral fun had been amazing, but she needed so much more attention. Months of fantasizing about Nelson and paying attention to him had made this afternoon merely foreplay. She wanted to be close to him. Antsy, Amber wandered by Minny’s desk.
“How are things?” Minny asked teasingly.
Amber’s cheeks went hot. “You’re a good friend.”
“You knew who you wanted. I wished you’d told me you were into this before. I would have set you up on the blog earlier.” Minny closed her laptop and leaned back in her chair.
“That’s not something you just share. It’s not as if I’ve got a history of relationships like that. The few guys who were willing to try weren’t very good at it. Online was safer and a better fantasy.” Amber kept her voice down.
“It’s better in real life with the right man. Just be careful you don’t move too fast. Nelson is very cautious. He’s romantic and has been hurt.” Minny shuffled papers on her desk.
Amber could see that in Nelson’s behavior. He stuck to his friends, his department. He was friendly with people he knew and read new people well. Still, he didn’t rush to make new friends or take people under his wing. It dawned on her what she’d done with Nelson already was a huge move.
“Don’t get discouraged. You’ll win him over,” Minny said.
“I’m going over there tonight.” Amber fidgeted.
Minny’s jaw dropped. “You work fast. Good for you. Enjoy yourself. But don’t ignore the relationship part either. Sex is great, but you need to get spend time together with your clothes on.”
“One thing at a time.” Amber took a deep breath.
“It never works that way, but it sounds good.” Minny gave her friend a sympathetic look.
For a second, Amber froze. Uncertainly filled her. Would getting kinky with Nelson interfere with her career? She wanted to dive into the experience but real life meant complications. She’d promised herself she wouldn’t get involved at work again.
“I shouldn’t do it. Last time I dated someone in my program, it went wrong. He found out about my preferences and told some of the others. I was a joke.” Amber couldn’t believe she’d jumped on Nelson like that. She should’ve known better. The attraction was just too strong.
“Don’t chicken out. Go for it. Nelson is not the grudge-holding type. If it doesn’t work out, it’ll be okay. Just be honest and don’t jerk him around…well not his heart.” Minny giggled. “He’s kept his personal life private except for a few of us in the same club. He deserves to be happy, too.”
Amber smacked her friend’s shoulder, but she loved Minny’s frank conversation and shameless sexuality. Colin was never threatened when other men gawked at Minny. What they had was strong and intense. “I hope I’m as lucky as you were with Colin.”
“Good, go in positive. But be yourself. Don’t pretend to be what you think he wants.” Minny checked the time. “I’ve got a dinner date with my guy. Go have fun.”
“Thanks. You have a good time too.” Amber checked the clock and headed back to her office to get things finished up so she could focus on her personal life.
An hour later, she knocked on Nelson’s door and wondered what she was in for. The door swung open, and Nelson pulled her inside. She found herself pinned to the door on the inside as he locked it. He was in nothing but jeans.
He held something as he flipped her around to face the door then grabbed her hands. The cool steel of handcuffs snapped around her wrists, and she shivered.
“You’re a hacker and you need to explain yourself,” he whispered in her ear.
“I wanted to know more about you,” she said.
He pulled her back and pushed her into a desk chair. As she settled in, he turned a big lamp until it shined in her face. She had put role-playing in her profile for the Masters Wanted blog. That had to be the game.
“Now you’ll be answering the questions. You hacked to find the details about the people on the site. Did you download any sensitive information? Do I need to search your home?” he demanded.
“No, I told you. I didn’t save anything. You can inspect Minny’s old laptop. I was going to rebuild the system, but I couldn’t resist the blog first. I didn’t want info on anyone else.” She wanted him to rip off her clothes but settled for staring at his bare chest, with lean muscle and a little tattoo in binary on his shoulder. She wanted to lick it and get fucked properly. But he was the Dom and she needed to obey. To play the game and please him.
“You wanted information on me?” he asked.
She nodded.
“But you didn’t want to talk to me?” He leaned in close.
She could smell the faint hint of aftershave and feel the heat from his body. “I wanted to, but I was afraid it’d ruin any chance of things that might develop. I don’t do well in person. I thought hacking the site might impress you.”
His eyebrow arched. “Do you want to go to jail for hacking? Invasion of privacy?”
Laughing, she shook her head. “Of course, I don’t. I only like men, so I’d be a total waste in prison. I’m sorry if I broke your trust, but I didn’t look at anyone else’s information, and you didn’t have much. I got your attention, and that’s what I wanted.”
“You could’ve gotten Minny in trouble with her Dom.” He pulled her shirt up to expose her breasts.
She arched her back and let the arousal build. “I knew Minny and Colin had a strong relationship. She suggested I put up a profile. Clearly, he wasn’t bothered with any misunderstanding. I’d told Minny what I’d done on her old computer so there was no confusion. They have trust in their relationship. I want what they have.”
“You have no real experience in submission. Plus, how can I trust you if you hacked my place?” He stepped back.
“Fuck me. Please, Sir.” She wiggled in the chair. “As much as you want, any way you want. Maybe that’ll make up for the damage I’ve done.”
“You want it. You’re such a brat, acting out to get what you want.” He shook his head.
“Of course I want it.” She glanced at the erection straining his jeans. “So do you. I role-play better when I know my role ahead of time. But I’ll be a good little girl and confess if it makes you happy. I hacked. I want you. I need attention. I’ll do anything to please you.”
“Let’s see.” He pulled her up then bent her over the sturdy metal desk.
The cold surface smashed her breasts as Nelson yanked up her skirt up. He groped her ass, spreading her cheeks and teasing her cunt.
“Please fuck me, Sir,” she said.
“Don’t move. Stay right there.” He walked around the desk and grabbed a condom from the drawer.
She heard the wrapper tear and tensed. Instead of his cock where it belonged, his hand landed on her bare ass cheek. The tingle rippled through her body as he added another swat and another. Not too hard; he was going slowly. Deep down she wanted more, but her rational mind appreciated he wasn’t going to push beyond her level.
“You like control, pain, or just sex?” he asked.
“I don’t know exactly. Online it’s hard to get much of any of it besides control. Real pain isn’t appealing on its own.” She took a deep breath and let the ache on her cheeks sink into her body.
“You’re safe with me.” He smacked her rear again sharply, and she gasped at the unexpected sting.
“You want sex and permission to enjoy it,” Nelson said.
“If you say so,” she replied.
She moaned, the pain was incidental to the sweet relief.
“Fuck me hard.” She rocked back.
Nelson grabbed her by the shoulders and delivered exactly what she’d asked. Hard, fast, and intense fucking. He didn’t spank her again. Not even a pinch. She ached for more but didn’t want him to stop as her orgasm grew closer.
“Had enough?” He reached around and rubbed her clit.
The climax hit before she could answer. Screaming, she bucked back and tried to grind on him. He held her tight and continued to fuck her.
“Please,” she gasped.
He worked her clit with his fingers and only stopped them when his hips paused. She felt his body tighten and listened to him groan in release. “Please what?” he whispered in her hair.
She thought quickly. His fingers moved in circles over her sensitive flesh. As her body wanted more, she had to think of what to say. “Don’t send me away. I want to show you I have endurance. All night. Please.”
He backed up, leaving her supported by the desk. “You’re sure?”
“You’ll respect my limits and safe word?” she asked.
“Of course.” He sounded a little offended she’d question him.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled up at him. “Show me what you really want from me,” she said.
In that moment, she wanted a kiss. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. As soon as he dropped her on the big bed, she knew she’d have a great night.
Nelson couldn’t resist the urge to have her all to himself tonight. She might not be the right sub for him. Maybe she’d want more than he was willing to give. She was so new to real kink it was impossible to predict. He’d been down the road of being not-the-right Dom before. Only time would tell. She might be the perfect sub for him. That’s what he hoped for.
He blindfolded her with his winter scarf and watched her adjust. “Don’t leave the bed or I’ll tie you down to it.”
“Do whatever you want to,” she answered.
He grinned and didn’t believe her. From his closet, he retrieved a riding crop and nipple clamps as well as a glass dildo. He stripped off his clothing then knelt on the bed. “Let’s see if you like a little pain.”
“Yes, Sir.” She didn’t move.
He slowly rubbed the crop over her breasts. One flick and the crop snapped. Amber gasped but didn’t back away. He slid the crop under her shirt then over her stomach. He could remove the cuffs and strip her naked, but having her half-clothed turned him on more. She had been barely inside his door when he’d taken over her body.
When he rubbed the crop over her thighs, she shivered. He gave a gentle pat or two as he moved up to her slit. Easing the leather tool over her bare and very-fucked pussy, he watched her tense. He tapped carefully and heard her moan.
“Maybe you like a little pain.” He set the crop aside and grabbed the nipple clamps, twisting them into place.
“Oh God,” she said.
“Like them?” He didn’t really want an answer. “Roll over.”
She turned face down and stuck her rear up in the air.
“Those clamps feel good pressed to the bed?” He smacked her ass.
“Yes, Sir,” she said.
He’d fucked her, teased her, and slowly introduced her to a bit of pain. She obeyed and cooperated, but she wasn’t grateful. Pinching her cheeks, he found there wasn’t much padding on her. He slapped her bottom anyway and smiled when she spread her knees wider apart.
“You like the sex,” he said.
“I love the clamps,” she replied.
He picked up the crop and used it to tap her ass. Gently at first, he added more force until she whimpered and winced. “Had enough?”
“Fuck me, please,” she said.
“That’s always your answer.” He gave her one good crack to hear her.
She yelped and begged him to fuck her. Her reaction was all shock. The pain wasn’t severe. The noise was affecting her more. He squeezed her rear and slid the glass toy deep into her cunt.
“No, I want you,” she moaned.
“Not this time.” He worked the toy in and out of her pussy hard with one hand and worked her clit with the other.
“It’s so good,” she said.
It was a test; he could pretend it was for her pleasure all he wanted, but he needed to keep a little distance between them for now. He angled the toy to her G-spot, and she cried out. He tapped her clit, and she groaned. Finally, he worked her hard both ways, and she shrieked as her juices slid from her body. Those thin thighs shook as her climax went on and on.
With his cock hard as hell, he pulled the toy out and set it aside. He flipped her over and removed the clamps. With a whimper, she trembled. Her lower lip slid out in a pout that made his dick throb.
He slid off the bed and retrieved the keys for the cuffs. Rounding the corner, he released her hands and rubbed them. No marks. Her wrists were so small, she might be able to slip out of cuffs if he wasn’t careful.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asked.
“No, but you’re a beginner and we’re not going to go too far too fast. I don’t want to scare you off.” He kissed her shoulders.
She turned quickly and pushed him down on the bed. “I don’t scare easily.”
“You’re bratty. You don’t take control.” He grabbed her wrists, but that wasn’t the part of her he had to worry about.
She licked up his cock, and he couldn’t push her away. Instead, he grabbed her by the hair and let her suck him off. He’d wanted to fuck her again, but she was so eager to please he fell back on the bed and let her show off. Amber had a lot of potential.
“You’ll pay for this later,” he warned her.
She smiled up at him. “I hope so.”
Chapter Four
A week later, Amber was in heaven. She’d been getting regular spankings and sex from Nelson. He was hesitant at work, but, in the evenings, she’d found things she never knew she’d like. They’d worked on their role-playing, he texted her more details to start. He didn’t like talking it over because it somehow ruined the game.
Tonight she was a naughty housewife flashing the neighbors. In a lacy teddy, she stood at the sink and washed dishes. The window was there and looked out into the neighbors’ yard. No one was out there, but that wasn’t the point. She slid the straps of her teddy off her shoulders and let it fall so her breasts were exposed.
She heard the door and glanced at the clock. Nelson was perfectly on time. She leaned forward, adding her own twist to the game by dipping her tits into the suds. He walked in and stopped.
“Showing off to the neighborhood again?” He marched over and looked out. “You want to be the slut of the block?”
“No, it just slipped and my hands are all wet. I was waiting for you.” She played upset and scared.
He pulled her hands from the water and pushed the teddy to the floor. He hadn’t told her what would happen after he caught her. Nelson bent her over the sink and slapped her ass. Four swats on one cheek, then five on the other. He spread her cheeks and dipped a finger into her cunt.
“Bad wife. I’m not giving it to you enough?”
“I need more, but I love you.” She arched her back, silently begging for more.
He grabbed something from a drawer and one smack made her gasp. A wooden spoon? A kinky new toy that was good for mixing cupcakes and discipline. She was used to a crop and his hand now and liked that this was different. He worked over her rear methodically and she tried her best not to wiggle in the heels.
“You’ll be nice and pink.” He went over her ass again.
“Fuck me, please. I need sex. I love you.” She tried to play the game.
“Maybe you want to fuck the whole block? Sex parties?”
He dropped the spoon and slapped her rump.
“No, just you. I’ll do whatever you want.” She was playing the game but wasn’t lying. Somehow, she’d fallen for him before she even knew he was a Dom. He’d only worked the sex part of their relationship so far but considering how deeply the BDSM worked in him, it was the most important part to get right.
“Of course you will.” He pinched her ass.
She jumped and scolded herself for not focusing. “I’m sorry, please. I want to be fucked by you. I don’t need any other men, just you.”
He pulled something from his jeans, and she knew he was giving in. The sound of his zipper made her pussy tighten. He pinned her to the sink, pulling one of her arms behind her back, he finally drove deep into her. Her ass felt swollen as he slapped their bodies together, fucking her.
“Rub your clit,” he ordered.
That tone made her shiver from head-to-toe. “Yes, Sir.”
She rubbed her clit gently as he filled her balls deep over and over.
“You want the neighbors to watch you getting fucked?” he asked.
“If you want them to watch, I do.” She’d heard so much about bondage clubs and dungeons. She’d seen them online but never in person. The temptation was there, but she wanted Nelson more than any one-time adventure.
“Look up, see if anyone is watching.” He pulled her up so her face and soapy tits were revealed.
“No one is there. I’m sorry,” she said.
“Maybe I’ll let my friends watch you.” He pinched her ass. “Rub your clit faster.”
She obeyed and felt the release starting. Moaning, she fought to push the orgasm down.
“Come for me, don’t wait,” he warned her.
“Please,” she said.
He shoved her hand away and fingered her nub. She couldn’t resist any longer. “Oh God, Sir!” she screamed as he pounded her pussy and pinched her clit.
Hips snapping, she tried to control herself but there was no way. He held her tight and she felt so safe and slutty. The college boys who lived next door in a rented house could be her students.
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