Eager and excited, Erin spun on her heel and ran upstairs, past their bedroom, and into the submissive’s room. After accepting his proposal, Jayden had wanted her to move everything into his, now their, room. After some discussion, Erin convinced him she needed the routine of using the submissive room during their playtime. That routine helped her separate the two halves of their relationships in her mind. They compromised by agreeing Master would still have the right to order Catherine to sleep in ‘His’ bed if she were tethered to it in some way.
She started the water so it could warm while stripping off her clothes and pinning her red hair up off her neck. There wasn’t time to dry it if it got wet.
It wasn’t until she was rubbing scented suds into her body that Master’s choice of words clicked in Catherine’s brain. He hadn’t given her a time limit to present herself. Master had said, “When you’re ready.” That couldn’t have been a slip on his part. He was so meticulous about everything that the chance of it having been an error was minuscule.
Catherine finished washing her body then shaved her under arms and legs. She’d stopped at Silver Spurs after work, so her pussy was already silky smooth. Hopping out, she dried off then spared a minute to appraise her naked form. Satisfied everything was clean, she unpinned her hair, ran a brush through it, and pulled it up into a high and tight ponytail. A quick application of light makeup, and she was ready.
Moving from the en suite, the submissive was curious to see what had been laid out for her to wear. His announcement that there would be an outfit had surprised her, since it was so rare that he had her wear anything to the playroom. What she saw stopped her in her tracks.
Neatly laid out on the bed was a black vinyl cat suit. On the floor next to the bed were a pair of red leather, thigh-high, lace-up boots with a four inch heel.
Looking closer, Catherine noticed cutouts in the bodysuit where her breasts and pussy would be—her sexy bits would be accessible. Lifting one of the legs, she peered at the backside to see that the ass area was open, too. In shifting the garment, she found the sides were open, with red leather ties crisscrossing from the ankle, all the way up the body, and then down the underside of the arm. Next to it sat a bottle of baby powder and an envelope addressed to Madame Erin in Jayden’s perfect penmanship. Huh?
With a trembling hand, she removed the note from inside the envelope and began reading.
Madame Erin,
I have joked with you about the idea of us switching. Every time I have, I’ve gotten so fucking turned on that I decided it was not possible to wait any longer.
I was never joking.
This weekend, YOU will be dominating ME. I trust you. I love you. This is what I want for my birthday. Your boy . . .
She paused to take a deep breath. Her hand had gone from trembling to full-blown shaking. The uncertainty over whether she could pull this off was overwhelming.
. . . has placed enough costumes for the weekend inside your closet at the front. If it pleases you, Madame, your boy took it upon himself to select one for this evening. Dusting your body with the baby powder will make it easier to get on.
Her green eyes darted over to the cat suit, and she saw it in a new light. Yes, parts of her would be exposed, but the vinyl would also wrap around her and help hold her together to feel safe. Catherine’s body warmed with the acceptance creeping into her mind, so she resumed scanning the words before her.
In the playroom, you will find a tray with all the instruments your boy is comfortable having used on his body. Please do not hesitate to utilize any that would amuse you. You know my hard limits. You know my desires. You know me.
Arrangements have been made for Sir Landon to come over tomorrow evening at five o’clock for dinner, followed by a supervised session. He will answer any questions you may have and can demonstrate any of the tools you are unsure about. If you allow him to assist you, he will be able to help you focus. Sir has even agreed to submit to you, should you desire to have us both— with Paige’s blessing, of course.
The idea caused Erin to ponder a moment. Could she handle Sir Landon submitting to her? No, I don’t think so. It was going to be daunting enough taking control of Ma–Jayden. Maybe in the future, if they ever did this again, she’d consider it. However, she also knew how things could sometimes get carried away as passions built, so she wouldn’t rule it out just yet. Knowing Paige was okay with Landon being involved was a great relief.
Her excitement building, she finished reading the note.
Your boy is aware this is a surprise and that you’ve been given no time to prepare. Take as long as you need. Your boy is waiting for you whenever you are ready.
To serve you this weekend will be divine, Madame.
Love, J.
Erin had to reread the letter to be sure her mind wasn’t playing tricks on her. When she was satisfied that this was real, not some test or joke, she let out a little squeal and jumped up and down. She considered running to the closet to look at the other outfits but decided that could be done later. Her lover was waiting downstairs for her, and she was anxious to get to him.
Applying the baby powder like Jayden had suggested, she was soon in the cat suit. Next, she pulled on the boots and went to stand in front of the full length mirror on the closet door. While Madame Erin—thinking the title made her giggle—took in her appearance, a slow grin spread across her face. She looked hot—and in control. And just like that, she knew what her first task for Jayden was going to be.
With a confident stride, she crossed the room to where the intercom panel sat on the wall next to the door. Pressing the button that opened the speakers to the playroom, she gave her first official order as Madame.
“Jayden, blindfold yourself and assume an inspection position. I will be with you shortly.”
*~*~*
Dismissing Erin to get ready for the evening, Jayden hurried into the kitchen to wash up the dinner dishes. He couldn’t be sure she’d noticed that he hadn’t stated a time limit in which meet him in the playroom. Remembering how fidgety she’d been while they ate caused him to snicker. It had been a long week for both of them, and they needed this.
Kitchen tidied, he ran down to the playroom to load up the rolling tray with an assortment—lube, anal plugs, vibrators, nipple clamps, a candle and a box of matches, a riding crop, the rabbit fur flogger, the leather paddle, and his newest purchases, a cock ring and cock cage. His heart skipped a beat when he lifted a cane down from the wall.
He had no fear of her using the tool on him, but he did have some concern over how she was going to react to seeing it. After her meltdown following the Dominick and Natalie ordeal, this plan had formed. Several conversations with Landon to hammer out the specifics had brought them to now.
Jayden’s hope was that if Erin had the opportunity to wield it first, then her fear of the toy would lessen. Neither he nor Landon expected she’d use it tonight. They were guessing that if she did decide to push herself, it would be tomorrow when Landon joined them. Nonetheless, he added it to the tray so she could at least begin contemplating it. Satisfied with the playroom set-up, he grabbed the new dominatrix outfits he’d hidden, then ran upstairs to lay everything out for her.
While Erin finished her preparations, Jayden took care of his own by showering and returning to the playroom to take his place on the pillow, where he kneeled and waited in the nude.
The crackle of the intercom made him jump, and his erect cock bounced, in turn causing the liquid that had been gathering at the tip to drip down to the floor. Her strong, calm voice issuing the command to blindfold himself and assume an inspection position went straight to his cock. Fuck me, I may be in trouble.
Not wanting to disappoint his Madame, Jayden was up and over to the storage drawers in an instant. He retrieved a sleek blindfold and, as a last minute addition, decided to add a ball gag and some ropes to the tray for her consideration.
Returning to the waiting mat, the eager man lowered himself to his
knees and spread them until they were more than shoulder width apart. Sliding the blindfold into place, he checked to make sure it was snug and then positioned his hands behind his back, grasping the opposite elbows. The position pulled his chest taut, forcing him to thrust the toned muscles forward while his ass rested on his heels.
It was time to clear his mind, level out his breathing, drop his chin to the floor, and wait patiently for his Madame.
The heartbeat in his cock was his lone company . . . for the time being.
CHAPTER 24
Being extra careful in the deathtrap boots, Erin made her way downstairs. Every step brought her closer to the love of her life. To the man who was kneeling to offer himself to her in every way. Her heart felt like it would burst, and while her mouth was dry from the nerves, her pussy was so very wet.
And they hadn’t even started yet.
Pausing outside the door to their room of consensual sin, Erin took a moment for herself, then pushed the door open. The sight awaiting her was incredible. A blindfolded Jayden waited, kneeling, while his cock—his luscious, thick cock—was fully erect and standing up toward his tight stomach. Erin could see, and appreciated, the sinewy lines of every muscle in his body. The surreal presentation made her heart hurt. He was so damn beautiful, so . . . magnificent.
Her heels tapped on the wood, warning him of her approach, yet he didn’t move. When she reached him, Erin circled her man while appreciating every tantalizing inch of him on display—for her. She dragged her manicured nails over his shoulder, across the back of his neck to the other shoulder, then came back to stand in front of him. By stepping in close and putting her sex inches from his face, she knew he’d be able to smell her arousal.
“Hello, peata . . . my pet.” Erin stopped to see if he would respond. Not surprisingly, he was perfection and remained still, save the rise and fall of his chest while he breathed. “Good lad,” she praised in a whisper then ran her fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp.
He shivered at her touch, the movement traveling up her arm from her fingertips and settling in her already hardened nipples.
“Oh, whatever shall I do to you tonight, my peata? Let’s take a look and see what you’ve laid out.” Madame Erin began her perusal, surprised by how many things he’d selected. Shock might have been a better word to describe her first impression, not that she wasn’t pleased by the variety.
“My my. It seems somebody really wants to play.” Erin wasn’t expecting an answer, considering she hadn’t given him permission to speak, but it was fun to be the one doing the teasing this time.
Her gaze stopped at the lube and plugs. She held up a plug that was rather large for a beginner. It had a soft point on the tip that flared outward before curving back in and forming three balls spaced a half inch apart. Looking closer, she noticed there were metal beads inside the ball sections. On the tray near where the plug had been lying was a remote control, and when she pushed the on switch, the metal beads began rotating. This could be fun, she thought while playing with the controls to get a feel for the toy.
“Are you sure you’re ready for me to use these toys?” She walked toward him with a heavy step, letting him hear her footsteps. “While I’ll be the first to admit that an assfucking feels fabulous now, in the beginning it can be a little much when you aren’t ready for it. You may speak.” Erin stopped behind him so that her vinyl-covered skin pressed into his back, except for her exposed pussy—that was flesh on flesh, and she loved how warm he felt against her.
He started to speak but stopped to clear his throat when she ground her heated core against his back. “Your boy has been preparing, Madame.”
At his words, and hearing him call her Madame for the first time, her heart stuttered. “What do you mean?”
“Each night this week your boy has gone to his office and used the butt plugs to stretch himself for your pleasure. Your boy is confident that he can take anything that is laid out.”
Well, fuck me.
“Um . . .” Erin found herself speechless while she tried to figure out how to respond to his admission. “Okay, then.”
Smooth, Erin, real smooth.
Thrown for a loop, the Madame went to review the items again. She looked everything over with a closer eye, developing a plan, when she noticed the cane and reached over to pick it up. Feeling the rattan weight in her hand, Erin braced for the panic attack to start but found that she was calm. Still, she returned the toy to its spot. Maybe later, but not now.
Instead of dwelling on it, Erin collected the things she wanted for her first scene with Jayden, then set the items on the padded table near him and returned to his side.
“Lift your head, peata.” Erin placed a wide play collar around his neck and fastened the buckle, followed by a leash.
His breathing picked up noticeably while her hands worked, and when she glanced down at his cock, which was taking on an interesting purple hue from how swollen he was, she grinned at the copious amount of precome leaking out. On an impulsive whim, she reached down to wipe away the viscous fluid with her fingertip, drawing a surprised hiss from him at the contact.
“Open,” she commanded. Erin pushed the come-coated finger into his mouth when he parted his lips. “Taste yourself, Jayden,” she whispered, uncertain whether this was too much. To her astonishment, his lips closed around her finger and he sucked with fervor, moaning while he did. “G-good lad,” Erin stuttered, caught off guard by his reaction. However, she was encouraged by it, too, and wrapped her hand around the leash to pull his head toward her tingling sex. “Now, taste me.” That time, she managed to get her words out louder.
Though he was blindfolded, Jayden had no trouble locating her clit, which he began sucking on with as much vigor as he’d applied to her finger. She became so lost in the sensation that she didn’t realize she was pumping her hips against his face until he released the sensitive nub and buried his tongue between her folds.
Enjoying the tonguing, she threaded her fingers into his lush, dark hair and pulled him closer. To make it easier, Erin raised her left foot and placed it on his thigh, opening herself to his ministrations. She could feel her orgasm building under his tenacious tongue and wondered if she wanted to come so soon. It feels so good, it would be so easy to let go.
You are in control here, Erin. This is your chance to demand as many orgasms as you want without reprimand. I say, go for it!
“Fuck, Jayden!” Erin yelled while his efforts increased. “That’s right, my peata, eat my pussy. Make your Madame come.” She ground against his face with enthusiasm while guiding his head by his hair. The whole time Jayden ate her out, he moaned into her, his sounds proving he was enjoying this as much, if not more than, she was.
The rush of tingles erupting throughout her body told Erin she was moments from exploding. “Suck my clit,” she insisted, getting into the scene, and he obeyed without hesitation. “Aye! Oh, shit, I’m coming! Fuck, ah god, shit . . . feck . . . damn!” Erin was unable to control the screeching profanities emitting from her mouth while her demanded orgasm crashed over her.
The thrill of power was alluring.
“Pleased with yourself, are you, lad?” Madame inquired of her boy when she was able to open her eyes and take in his glazed face.
Jayden nodded and gave her a lazy smile, but he remained silent.
“Well, let’s see what we can do to wipe that grin off your face,” she snapped, a tad surprised by this forceful side of herself. “Come.” Erin tugged on the leash, and he fell forward onto his hands then crawled after her while she led him over to their padded leather table. The surface was about knee level, making it perfect for fucking—and other things. “Up you go, peata.”
His hands came out in front of him to feel around and get his bearings before he crawled up onto the table. She resisted reaching out to pop his ass with her palm.
“Kneel, hands behind your head.” Erin’s tone was clipped, and she was still shaky from her earlier orgas
m. Once he was positioned like she wanted, she began licking and pinching his nipples, encouraging them to harden. “Take a deep breath, lad.” The second he inhaled, she hurried to put a set of clamps into place and then told Jayden to exhale.
He whimpered, but to his credit, he refrained from using words.
“I want to hear you today, Jayden. You have permission to speak as needed. Mind your attitude, however.” Though Erin attempted to sound stern, her amused giggle threaded its way into her words, and her lover’s lips curled in a quick grin. She did want to take this seriously, but it was all so odd to be on the ‘top’ side of things.
She coughed. “What color are we, peata?”
“Most assuredly green, Madame,” he purred.
“Excellent. Now, bend over and show me that ass,” Erin coaxed, giving him a gentle shove against his back.
He leaned forward onto his elbows and lifted his gorgeous rump in the air. Madame retrieved a bottle of warming lube and squirted a generous amount onto her fingers before drizzling some over his puckered hole for good measure.
When she slid one finger into him, he moaned and arched his back. Pulling back, she added a second finger next to the first and pushed into him again. With the third stroke, Erin added a third finger, and began pumping in and out of him with cautious tenderness until he opened to her. After a bit, she was able to add a fourth digit. Though her hands were tiny, she was still impressed that Jayden was taking this with no sign of discomfort.
She continued to work her fingers in and out. “Do you like that? Are you ready for more?”
“Fuck, yes. Please, Madame, give your boy more!”
“Good lad.” Pleased, and with her desire growing, Erin patted his ass then picked up the remote controlled plug, lubed it thoroughly and placed it against his hole. Applying steady but gentle pressure, she worked the toy into his passage.
A loud groan erupted from Jayden once she got the plug seated all the way inside him and turned the remote onto a pulse setting. The beads rotated every ten seconds, giving him little bursts of sensation. The first time it happened, Jayden choked out a low, “Oh, God,” pleasing her and making her a little bit jealous.
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