by P Nelson
“Master.” Jasmine slowly rose and pressed her body to Gaige’s. “I know I can win you over again. I only need one night.” She nuzzled her face into Gaige’s neck.
“Did I give you permission to touch me?” Gaige saw the expression on Lilith’s face and had become infuriated with Jasmine’s presumption. Everyone thought he was a pussy Dom because he didn’t break the rules. Suddenly, Jasmine pulled his head down and kissed Gaige. For a second, Gaige was momentarily stunned by her actions. He grabbed her by the arms and forcefully pushed her away. “What the hell are you doing, girl?” Gaige looked up to see Lilith was gone.
“I’m showing Master how much I missed him,” Jasmine said breathlessly. “Admit you remember how hot it was between us.” Gaige was looking around the dungeon for Lilith, but he didn’t see her.
“She went back into the women’s locker room,” Flynn said knowing what his concern was without even asking.
“Damn.” Gaige swore as a feeling of urgency overcame him. He needed to speak with Lilith and make sure she understood that Jasmine was in the past. But first, he needed to make a few things clear to his old sub. “You.” Gaige’s voice had gone deep in his anger and bit out the next words. “Subs do not assault Doms at The Cage. You do not force your attentions on them. That is sexual assault, not showing your Dom affection.” With each sentence, Jasmine shrank away from him, Gaige felt his anger receding and control take its place. “The only time that Doms and subs play games is when they have a contract in place to clearly spell out each party’s expectations. This is the last time I’m going to tell you, Jasmine. We’re through.” Gaige made to step around her as he heard the applause coming from Flynn and Dillon. “You owe me fifty smacks for your lack of respect; unfortunately, the thought of touching you again makes me physically sick. Dillon?”
“You’re joking, right? I may fuck for a living, but I draw the line at crazy bitches.” Dillon stood with his arms over his chest and shook his head. “No way, no how.”
“Flynn?” Gaige asked trying not to smile at Dillon’s refusal.
“I think that’s why we have a Domme in residence. To discipline the naughty subs that have pissed off all the Doms and Dommes.” Flynn searched the dungeon. “There is Mistress Thea now, come Jasmine. I think a good thrashing with a paddle is in order for you this evening as well as a stint collared to the bar naked.” When Jasmine hesitated, Flynn softened his voice. “All you have to do is say your safe word, and you can go home Jasmine, but remember your punishment will be waiting for you when you return.”
“Do we have a problem here?” Mistress Thea looked at Jasmine who Gaige thought was looking a bit sorry for herself for once.
“We have a naughty sub in need of punishment, Mistress Thea.” Flynn said as though Jasmine weren’t standing right there.
“Oh, good. You know how much I like to get my paddle out,” Mistress Thea said as she looked at Jasmine. “Follow me to the spanking bench, naughty girl, and I’ll make sure I punish you very thoroughly.”
“Because we all know how much you like to be the big bad Domme,” Dillon said with a hint of sarcasm.
“I think you might enjoy it more than you think, Master Dillon. Why don’t you submit to me and find out?” Mistress Thea’s mouth quirked up into an evil grin. “I do like a nice lily white ass to mark.
“Not on your life, Mistress Thea. I’m a Dom, not a sub, I think I’ve proven that in a thousand different ways. What about you?” Dillon shot back.
“Oh, baby boy, you have no idea the very naughty things I could do with a smart-mouthed sub like you,” Mistress Thea warned before looking back at Jasmine. “Come, girl, take your licks like a good little sub, and I might reward you.”
Gaige watched as Mistress Thea led Jasmine away. “I can’t believe she thought I would take her back after I already told her no.”
“I don’t think you have to worry about Jasmine making the mistake again,” Dillon said with a grin.
“But I do think you have to go after your girl.” Flynn nodded towards the ladies’ locker room. “She hasn’t come back out yet.”
“She might have pulled a runner,” Gaige said furiously as he stalked towards a worried-looking Delaney.
Lilith had seen enough. She hadn’t remembered even deciding to leave the club or getting into her car. Even the whole driving home part in her fetware was a bit of a blank, but as she sat in her parking spot in front of her apartment building she let herself come back to reality. This is what had happened when Kevin’s mistress and child had shown up at his wake. Lilith recognised now that she had simply shut off. It had been more than a year since she had left her old life behind, but nothing had changed. Calla was right. Instead of fixing the problem, Lilith had simply moved to a relationship that was shiny, new, and exciting.
Feeling defeated, Lilith rested her head on her steering wheel and began to cry. That was one thing that was new she supposed. Now, she cried. Lilith hated how her nose got all stuffed up and her face went all blotchy. She liked the old days when she didn’t cry. Stupid Gaige. Just the thought of him and that bitch Jasmine kissing made her cry even harder. Why didn’t she walk up to the other woman and pull her off Gaige? She could have done it. Snatched a big old hand full of that conniving, mean sub’s luscious locks and pulled with all her might.
Lilith would probably have gotten some punishment, but it would have been worth it because she had fought for him. Instead, she had run away. She tried to take some calming breaths so she could decide what to do next. Gaige would be worried about her. No matter what had happened with Jasmine tonight, Lilith knew this deep down in her heart; Gaige cared for her despite what Calla had said today and what had happened in her relationship with Kevin. Gaige was different. Not only that, but Lilith was realising that she wanted to be a different person, too.
Reaching for her purse on the passenger seat of her car, Lilith began rummaging around for her cell phone. A loud rapping on her window scared her so much, she squeaked in fright unable to do anything else. She looked over and saw a large figure standing at her driver side door. It was only Gaige. Lilith breathed in a sigh of relief until she saw the expression on his face. He was very angry.
“Get out of the car, Lilith.” He was very easy to understand through the glass. His voice grated, and her bottom tingled at the thought of how much trouble she was in now. She wasn’t afraid, though. Lilith knew Gaige would never harm her physically, and all she had to do was say her safe word. “I’m not going to ask you again, baby girl. Get that sweet ass out of the car right now. We have a few things we need to discuss.”
Lilith gulped down a nervous laugh and unlocked the door. As soon as it clicked, Gaige ripped open the door and was busy pulling her out of the seat before Lilith had a chance to catch her breath.
“Gaige, my purse. I have to lock up the car.” Lilith’s voice was a little breathless as she felt his muscled arms wrap around her.
“Master. You call me Master Gaige.” He said in an authoritative tone that brooked no disobedience before setting her down and motioning her towards the car.
“You said I only had to call you Master while we were playing at the club.” Lilith was confused as she leaned into the car and grabbed her purse. Once she retrieved her belonging, Lilith shut the door and locked it. Gaige was staring down at her with an expression of utter dominance and lust.
“We are way beyond that now, baby girl,” he said taking her by the elbow and leading her towards the front entrance of her apartment. “Especially if you’re going to flaunt that succulent ass in front of my face. Do you have any idea of all the dirty, nasty things I want to do to you?”
“Yes, Master,” Lilith answered as she fished her keys out of her bag. Gaige took them out of her hand and opened the door.
“After you, baby girl.” He said in a low tone that once again made her ass light up and her pussy begin to soften.
“I didn’t think we were allowed to play outside the club until after my thir
ty days of training were over.” Lilith pressed the elevator button.
“As I said before Lilith, we are way past that now.” Gaige scanned her features as they waited for the elevator.
“The thing is,” Lilith began, “I’m sorry.” She stopped as Gaige placed a finger on her mouth, and the door of the elevator opened.
“We’re going to put that mouth to work, baby girl, but you definitely have some punishment before you get any treats.” Gaige pulled her into the elevator. Lilith’s breathing became shallow, and she felt her nipples harden at the promise. She wanted him so much; Lilith wanted to prove that she wasn’t a naughty sub she had just… What? Had a meltdown?
The rest of the journey to Lilith’s small apartment was made in silence. Lilith was going over all the ways she could try and apologise to Gaige for running away tonight, and she had no idea what he was thinking. Maybe he was thinking through all the ways he was going to torture her ass. A shiver went up Lilith’s spine. They walked into Lilith’s apartment, and Gaige locked the door behind him.
“Greet your Master, baby girl.” Gaige commanded as he walked farther into her small space. She felt self-conscious because it was a little messy. Even though he had been here before, she felt like the apartment didn’t really reflect who she was. Trying to focus only on Gaige. Lilith sank down to her knees. She was still dressed in her fetware, her skin had broken out into gooseflesh because she had left her jacket behind during her escape.
“Keep your eyes on the floor, baby girl. It’s the same rules as when we’re at the club. If you want the scene to end, you merely use your safe word.” Gaige growled out as he walked around her a couple of times. The only sound was her increasingly harsh breaths and the sound of his cowboy boots on the wooden floor. “Did you decide that you didn’t want to play tonight, Lilith?”
“No, Master,” Lilith replied. “I wanted to play tonight. I ache inside to play tonight.”
Gaige’s hand reached out, and he caressed the top of Lilith’s head. He had been nearly apocalyptic with anger when he realised her car was gone from the parking lot. He thought she had a case of jealousy and would work it out in the change room. Then, he would explain his relationship with Jasmine, and after a good spanking for disobedience, they would carry on with their evening and the scene he had planned for them. He had jumped into his own truck and driven like a mad man to her apartment, worried about her mental state while driving and hoping she’d be all right. When he found her crying in her car, it had broken his heart. Gaige knew he was in deep with this woman, but he had to make sure she knew who the Master was in this relationship for it to work long-term.
“Why did you leave the club?” Gaige stopped pacing and stood in front of her. He wanted her to admit she had feelings for him.
“I don’t really remember doing it,” Lilith whispered.
“That’s ten for lying.” Gaige kept his voice even. “Added to the fifty you earned for running away.”
“Master.” Lilith’s shoulders sagged, and Gaige knew she wanted to look up at him. He could feel her mind ticking over. “I saw you with Jasmine, and I just didn’t think. I had to get away. I had a fight with Calla, and she told me what I feel for you isn’t real.” A sob escaped, and Lilith began to cry. Gaige wanted nothing more than to pick her up and ease her fears, but he couldn’t do that yet.
“So, you ran away without speaking to me.” Gaige heaved in a breath of air to calm his simmering anger. “You acted without thinking, anything could have happened to you while driving in such an emotional state. Aside from the danger you put your life in, you broke the most fundamental rule of our BDSM contract. You ran away rather than communicating with me. How am I supposed to know what is happening in that pretty little head of yours if you don’t tell me, baby girl?”
“I don’t know, Master.” Lilith continued to cry.
“I need you to communicate with me, Lilith.” Gaige said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Will you take your punishment now?”
“Yes, Master,” Lilith answered.
“Good, baby girl, stand up and come to your Master.” Gaige held his arms out and waited for Lilith to stand up and step into his arms. “Jasmine and I had a contract about a year ago. She broke the rules of our agreement and began playing in other clubs with other Doms. We haven’t seen each other since then, and I don’t want to renew a contract with her.” Gaige used his thick fingers to lift Lilith’s chin so he could look into her watery eyes. “I only want you, Lilith. Since the first time I met you at dinner, you have something I need and want. You need to trust me, though.”
“Yes, Master. I promise to do better.” Lilith nodded her head.
“You will do better because I will spank all the disobedience out of your ass.” Gaige smiled down at her. “Now let’s get to the punishment.”
Chapter 11
Lilith walked to her bedroom with anticipation and dread dogging her steps. She could feel Gaige’s eyes boring into her ass and knew he wasn’t going to be light on his punishment. She waited for him to sit on the edge of her twin bed, making it look like a child’s bed. He patted his knee and beckoned her over.
“Take off your clothes and fold them.” Lilith began undressing keeping her eyes averted even though she could feel Gaige’s interest all over her body. First, she pushed her micro-mini over her hips and to the ground, before straining her arms behind her back to undo the clips on her bustier. It felt to the ground in a heap and she quickly bent down to retrieve the items from the floor before setting them on top of her dresser. “Good girl, now come and lie over my lap.”
Lilith drew comfort from the ritual. She had done this before, although the act of submitting to Gaige here, in her bedroom, made the act feel more intimate. He had been in this space before but not as a lover, certainly not as the dominant man who was about to smack her ass. She laid her belly against his big thighs, enjoying the feel of the leather against her skin. The heat of his erection burned her side and she wanted to wiggle her body until she pressed right up against the swollen flesh.
For the first time, Lilith enjoyed the sensations of simply lying across her Master’s lap, waiting for her punishment. She wasn’t scared of what was to come, so she had the opportunity to enjoy and focus. Gaige used both hands to knead her flesh and Lilith felt her toes curl at the feel of his strong hands. He pulled her ass cheeks apart and surveyed the most intimate parts of Lilith, and she only felt aroused by his actions. She wanted to let him look and know that everything was his.
“Fuck, Lilith, when I take you here.” Gaige ran a finger over her asshole and she quivered almost losing her balance. She had to grab onto his leather-clad leg to keep her balance. “It’s going to be so tight and hot; I can’t wait.” He traced a finger over her spine. “But not tonight.”
“It’s a count of sixty, Lilith. You don’t have to keep quiet, I want to hear your moans and screams,” Gaige’s voice hitched. “Remember your safe word.”
“Yes, Master.” The words were barely out of Lilith’s mouth when his open palm smacked into her ass. The sound of his palm hitting her flesh was absorbed into her room as the familiar burn of his hand imprinted on her ass. Lilith hissed out a breath and felt the familiar stirrings of acute lust pool in her belly and pussy.
Gaige continued his assault on her ass, and Lilith did her best not to wiggle or move as he placed smacks on different parts of her cheeks and upper thighs. He would lightly pepper some spots with two or three hits before moving onto another area. He didn’t stop in the middle to give her burning flesh a chance to rest. Instead, he carried on until Lilith could feel the grunts of pleasure mixed with the squeaks of painful delight each slap reinforced into her brain. She was with him for every stroke as her mind went back into the space where she didn’t have to think about anything at all.
The sounds of Gaige punishing her poor ass faded, and her thoughts became crystal clear. If she wanted to keep Gaige, she needed to fight for him. She wanted to fight for him and this conn
ection they shared. Deep down, Lilith knew that if Kevin’s mistress and son had shown up at the door while Kevin was still alive, she wouldn’t have fought for him. Not because she didn’t love him, but because she wasn’t in love with him. Her admission made her cry out and sob harder against the leg Gaige had been clutching. It was only then Lilith realised the spanking had stopped. Gaige had begun holding the heat into her ass cheeks, the delicious warmth seeping into her bones, her soul. She was in love with Gaige, and she was going to fight for that love.
“Let it all out, baby girl,” Gaige murmured as he continued to stroke her ass lovingly. Lilith felt the last of her tears fall and Gaige, sensing the storm was over, lifted her up to sit facing him. With her pussy pressed up against his erection with only his leather pants for protection, Lilith couldn’t stop herself from grinding down. Gaige chuckled as he slapped her ass. “Stay still, you do not get to sneak any orgasms from your Master. Your punishment isn’t over.” Gaige opened her legs wide, spreading her pussy and slid a hand over her ass cheek. His long, thick fingers found her wet and ready to take his cock. Lilith did her best not to move, but she moaned in pleasure as he penetrated further into her channel.
“Please, Master, it feels so good,” Lilith whimpered as he added a second finger. “Please let me come, Master.”
“No, not even when you beg so prettily,” Gaige’s voice had become dark and seductive. With a huff of disappointment, Lilith felt Gaige remove his fingers from her pussy. He raised them to his lips and licked her cream off them. The action made her pussy clench. “Taste yourself on my tongue.” He said before he claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss that stole Lilith’s breath away. He groaned as their tongues slipped and tangled together, and her lust grew to a point where it felt painful not to rub her hard clit against his cock. She needed release, anything.
