From behind him, Katie ordered his eyes on the desk, while she pulled his jeans down to just below his cheeks. “There, now,” she said softly, caressing his tightly clenched ass. “Was that really so hard?”
“No, teacher.” The light tickle of her fingers was gone just when he was starting to enjoy it. His butt muscles tightened further as he waited for the sting of the ruler, but it didn’t come. Instead, he heard her soft reassurance.
“Relax, darlin’, and trust me. No clenching, now. It’ll hurt more if you clench.”
“But—”
“That’s two.”
Shane bit his tongue to keep another word from rolling out. How could she expect him not to clench? Wasn’t it the body’s natural reaction to prepare or pull away from pain?
She walked around to the side of the desk, placing the ruler in front of him and went to the corner of the room to retrieve a yardstick propped against the wall. He hadn’t even noticed it there. He opened his mouth to say something, but then just as quickly shut it, not wanting to add to what he already had coming. She ran the tip of the stick up one of his arms and lazily ran it down his back as she walked behind him.
Using the yardstick, she inched his pants down until they bunched just above his knees. The hard wooden edge trailed up his inner thigh, lightly grazing along his balls—which made him flinch—before she brought it down his other thigh.
Suddenly, the stick was gone, replaced by the warmth of her hand on his balls, tickling them softly as she cupped and lifted them. He moaned quietly, enjoying her sensual assault as she worked her fingers up his stiff cock to the tip, toward the wetness he knew that she’d find. When she spread the pre-cum all around the head, he thought he would shoot off right in her hand.
“I have something special planned tonight,” she said, removing her tormenting hand, “but you have to be a good boy, or you can’t have it. Understand?”
“Yes, teacher,” he answered, sounding like he had a frog stuck in his throat.
“I’m going to give you your two swats now; if you like them, you may ask for more. If you don’t, we’ll move on. Yes?”
“Yes.”
“You forgot something. That’s three.”
As soon as his slip-up registered, the first swat landed dead center on his left cheek. His hips jerked forward out of reflex. “I’m sorry, teacher.”
“Shh… wasn’t nearly what you thought it would be, was it?”
“No, teacher.”
“Good, then no more pulling away.” A crisp slap landed on his other cheek, followed a moment later by one in the same spot as the first. “How’s that feel, Shane?” she asked, rubbing the warm tingling areas she’d just created.
He was filled with emotion, amazed how much he enjoyed the feel of those few smacks, and shocked, if not a bit embarrassed, that he’d allowed her to do it to him at all. In spite of his turmoil, he wanted more; no, he needed it and was prepared to ask for it.
“Baby? You okay?”
“Yes, teacher,” he breathed. “More, please.”
“Mmmm… I knew you’d like it.” Four more solid cracks landed before she increased the strength behind them. With greater intensity, she started spreading them out evenly over each cheek, leaving no spot untouched. The harder slaps caused his balls to vibrate and his cock to bounce. His ass started heating up and oddly, he welcomed it. He couldn’t see all of her from where she stood whacking away at his ass, but he had a nice view of her sexy legs and killer heels as she positioned herself to lay into him from different angles.
“That’s twelve,” she said. “How do you feel?”
Twelve? That was it? It had to be more than that. “Fine, teacher,” he panted. A drop of sweat fell from his forehead, landing on the desk. He hadn’t even realized that it was more than his ass that was feeling the heat.
She approached and stood next to him, lifting and turning his head to the side. “I think you liked that a lot, didn’t you?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She bent to him, kissing his lips lightly, while she reached beneath him and took hold of his cock. He moaned uncontrollably and her lips curled into a smile. “I think a few more slaps and you’ll be primed and ready to fill my hand in just a few strokes.”
Another appreciative groan escaped his lips. A few more spanks combined with what her hand was doing, he’d be a goner. Her prediction would definitely come true if she didn’t stop soon. A moment later, her hand was gone and she stood up.
“Nooo,” he whispered.
“I know you’re close, baby, but I have other plans for the powerful orgasm you are going to have when I finally allow you to come.” She put a hand on the desk to steady herself and slipped her shoes off. “No heels allowed on the expensive furniture,” she murmured as she climbed onto the desk. She positioned herself on her knees just out of his reach as she lifted her scrap of a skirt. “Are you ready to get busy?”
“Dear god, yes. I mean, yes, teacher.” He licked his lips as she moved closer, telling him to back up a bit.
She moved from her kneeling pose up onto the balls of her feet and opened her thighs wide. He closed his eyes just for a brief moment, wanting to imprint her scent so he would never forget it. When he opened them again, her fingers were moving slowly along her inner thighs toward her luscious pink lips. Teasing him unrelentingly, she parted for him, showing off her sweet glistening center. His avid eyes were glued to her pussy as she collected her juices with a quick dip inside before spreading it slowly over her swollen clit.
“Come here, baby.” She took her other hand, wrapping it around the back of his neck and pulled his face into her still parted lips. He felt the heat of her liquefied core and was ready to lick and lap up every last drop, hungry for all she was offering.
“Mmm,” he murmured as her slick juices met his tongue.
“Just the clit with your mouth. Your hands stay where they are.”
“Yes, teacher,” he mumbled, humming with pleasure while his tongue stroked her clit. He felt the vibration of his lips against her slickness, at the same time she sucked in a sharp breath of air.
“That’s it, Shane. Your mouth feels so good. Such a good boy.” Those cooed words turned into an ecstatic groan when he latched onto her tight throbbing bud.
Reflexively, her thighs closed around his face, almost smothering him with her strength, but he didn’t care. As long as his girl was enjoying herself, that’s all that mattered. Her fingers tightened on the back of his neck and he knew she was close. With a groan, she pulled away from him and quickly turned around, facing away from him.
For a moment, he was confused, but when she bent over on her hands and knees, her intent was clear. “You like my surprise, baby?”
Momentarily frozen, he started at it, knowing what it was, even though he’d never really seen a butt plug before. “Uh… Yes, teacher, but I don’t understand.”
“I’ve been wearing it all evening for you. I want that big cock of yours in my ass tonight.” As she spoke those evocative words, she looked back at him over her shoulder. Shane almost lost his bearings as she ordered, “Lose the pants.”
Hands shaking with excitement, he quickly stepped out of his jeans and kicked them away. It was like she had been in his head earlier.
“Work that plug around so the lube gets spread evenly.”
Although nervous as hell, Shane took hold of the jeweled plug. It was the same vibrant, sparkling blue as her eyes—funny how that’s what he noticed. Her loud groan refocused his attention and he pulled back on it and then eased it back in. The sight of the silver plug moving in and out of her tight rear hole was like nothing he had ever seen before.
“Uh… yes, baby, so good. Take it out now and put that big beautiful cock in its place.”
“I’ve never done this before,” he said, scrambling for his jeans to get a condom.
“Don’t worry about the rubber,” she huffed. “We’re both safe or we wouldn’t be allowed to play. I want to
feel you inside me, Shane, with nothing between us.” Reaching into the top drawer of the desk, she pulled out a bottle of lube and held it back to him. “Lube up, baby. I’m cooling down and I need you inside of me.”
He took the bottle, squeezed an ample amount into his palm, and then rubbed it all over his aching cock. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do—what she wanted—no, what she’d ordered him to do. Looking at the steel plug as he removed it, he noticed his cock was double the size. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, putting the slippery head of his cock against her dark ring. Taking the lead, she pushed back against him and the head of his cock slipped inside.
“Fuck!” he growled, placing his hands on her hips as she continued to push back onto him, slowly taking more of him deep inside her. Lord, have mercy! If this wasn’t the best feeling in the world… “You’re so tight and hot.”
“You like this?” She had turned her head to the side and was watching him, a heavenly smile on her lips, lust changing her eyes to a glassy, hazy shade of blue.
“Yes, ma’am, so very much,” he groaned, watching as the last couple of inches of his cock disappeared into her ass.
“Move with me now, baby. Don’t be scared, you won’t hurt me.”
“Katie,” he whispered, moving with her while she set the pace, “you’re remarkable.”
The sight of his thick cock pumping into her from behind was an image he knew he’d never forget as long as he lived. She put her shoulders down on the desk, which caused her ass to rise. “Faster,” she breathed.
He closed his eyes and did as she asked. If he kept watching, he knew it would be over too soon. He was having a hard time fighting it off as it was but wanted the unbelievable feeling to last—forever, if possible.
“Jesus, you feel so tight,” he groaned, knowing he couldn’t last much longer.
Her moans mixed with his and their voices echoed off the walls as she forced herself backward, impaling herself on him harder, encouraging him to match her thrusts. He opened his eyes and looked at her strained face pressed against the desk, then to his cock jutting wickedly into the hottest place on earth.
“I’m going to come,” he growled, digging his fingertips into the soft flesh of her hips.
“Me too,” she gasped. “Fill me,” she panted. “Come deep inside me, baby.” The sound of those words and the look on her sexy face made him lose it. He drove into her hard and deep as his cock erupted, surging wildly inside her.
“Fuck!” he called loudly, when she tipped over with him, screaming his name as her body convulsed. It was all he could do to hold onto this gorgeous woman as she came apart beneath him. “Oh… hell… yes!” was his hoarse cry.
When her orgasm started to subside, he slowed his thrusts to a gentle glide as they both caught their breath. The lazy smile on Katie’s face told him she was happy and sated. He eased out of her slowly and then picked her up, cradling her in his arms while he sat on the edge of the desk.
“I don’t want to leave here tomorrow,” he said softly into the damp hair at her temple. “Tell me we can see each other again. I’ll make a reservation to come back as soon as I can, but only if I can be paired with you again.” He began rocking them back and forth, never wanting to let her go. This beautiful woman, so hot and kinky, and completely out of this world, had changed him, introducing him to sexual pleasures he never knew possible. He knew right then he had to have more… of her! Even if it meant he would go broke in the process, he needed this woman in his life—at any cost.
“Why don’t you just talk to D about a membership?”
“Can I do that?” he asked, suddenly excited. “I mean, even though I’m not a dom or a sub?”
“You’re not? You sure could have fooled me.” She smirked. “I’d say you’re most definitely a switch, like me. And just for the record, you have an astounding dom side. What you did in the woods today under that tree rocked my world, and tonight, well… let’s just say that you aced your exam.”
He felt his heart swell so much it hurt. Had he really rocked her world? Perhaps in the same way she rocked his. Pulling her into a tight embrace, he whispered, “Thank you.”
“You know what? I have a great idea.” Her words were filled with excitement as she pulled back enough to look at him. “Those new cabanas D’s building, why don’t you ask him about finishing them? Maybe you can work out a deal in exchange for a membership. That way you won’t get put on the waiting list.”
“Waiting list?” he inquired.
“Yup. Pleasure Bay memberships are in high demand. This is one of the best places to play safely and discreetly. But they can only accommodate so many people, you know?”
“That’s why they’re building more bungalows and cabanas.”
“Yes, but those are mostly for paying guests. Members usually stay in the east wing of the mansion. I normally request room 302; it’s on the third floor and has a stunning view of the morning sun. A member can reserve a guest cabana, but those are booked far in advance. Like you, most guests love it here so much they want to return as members. So D had to cap membership until he could build more accommodations.”
Suddenly, the bounding joy in Shane’s heart began to dwindle. She told him at the cocktail party that she visited twice a month and the thought of her playing with someone else nearly killed him.
“Hey,” she said, putting a hand on the side of his face. “What just happened? Why the long face all of a sudden?”
Unable to look at her, he turned his head. For fuck’s sake, Moore, pull yourself together. She’ll think you’re a pussy if she sees tears in your eyes. He stood up, setting her softly on the desk. Avoiding her eyes, he moved to retrieve his jeans.
“Shane, stop! Look at me,” she said in her commanding domme voice. A burning desire swept through him to obey her, to drop to his knees and beg her to be his mistress, and in turn, he’d be her dom when she needed it. He stopped, afraid his feelings were one-sided. Holding his jeans in his hand, he turned to face her.
“Talk to me, baby,” she urged.
“I can’t. Don’t worry about it, okay? I’m just being stupid.” He put a leg into his jeans, hurrying as he noticed her approaching him.
“Shane… please. I feel like I’ve done something terribly wrong.” She put a warm hand on his chest and he took it in his own and held it.
“You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s me. I’m not used to how things work in this lifestyle.”
“That’s why a membership is such a great idea. You can come here to learn and explore.”
Shane closed his eyes, squeezing her hand close to his heart. “Only with you, Katie. Call me old-fashioned, but I don’t play well with others. I know that you come here a lot and probably have a different partner every weekend, but…” He couldn’t go on. His voice was quavering as it was and he felt like a fool for being so sappy.
A soft finger wiped at the lone tear at the corner of his eye. He looked at her and spoke contritely. “Katie, I’m sorry. I’ve ruined our weekend.”
“Shh… easy, big guy.” As he looked into her sparkling eyes, he saw tears in hers as well. “I don’t play with multiple partners. Well, I should say I don’t have sex with multiple partners. For the past year, I’ve been training and learning from other doms and dommes, like Dana, who you saw in the dungeon. The lifestyle isn’t all about the sex, you know.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It takes some skill to give a proper spanking, or use a paddle on someone’s ass. You cringed out there when you saw Mark, the guy with the whip who had his sub on the wheel. In the wrong hands that whip is dangerous, but Mark is an experienced and trusted dom. He had to have a mentor for six months before D would allow him to use a whip in his dungeon and since his mentor was Thor, I highly doubt any sex took place during their sessions.”
“Thor?”
Katie smiled. “The huge Viking we passed when we first came in. Black leather vest, orange band on his lapel?”
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“That guy’s build puts me to shame. I thought he was security.”
“He is security this weekend, just for the dungeon. But he’s also a member, a master, and an expert with that bullwhip that never leaves his side. Many of the doms have asked for lessons from him. Anyway, my point is, not every scene or session results in sex or even orgasm. If you must know, you’re my first in over a year.”
“Then what do you do here every other weekend?”
“I learn. Most of the time, I’m back here in one of these private fantasy rooms taking lessons and practicing. I’ve learned a lot from Dana and her sub. She taught me about triggers and responses. They’re a very open couple and they really enjoy helping out in the community.”
“Katie.”
“If I haven’t freaked you out too much this weekend, I could introduce you to them if you get a membership.”
“Katie!” He put his hands on her shoulders. “You’re speaking Greek, honey. Complete newbie here, remember?”
A sweet strawberry blush appeared on her cheeks. “Sorry,” she said softly. “I guess I did kind of forget how new you are. It’s just…” Her blush deepened and she dropped her eyes.
Shane wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. “Just what, babe?”
“That you’re perfect for me,” she whispered into his chest. “And I don’t want what we’ve found here to end any more than you do.”
Shane put a finger under her chin, tilting her face up to his. Before she could say anything, he kissed her hard, sinking a hand into the back of her hair. She returned his kiss with a fiery passion and by the time their lips finally parted, Katie had her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck, both of them panting and gasping for breath.
“Be my girl, Katie. Membership or not, just say you’ll be mine.”
“Yes.” She grinned, putting her hands on the side of his face as he carried her to the desk. “Yes. Yes. Yes,” she spouted enthusiastically.
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