by Delia Steele
We are wrapped in each other arms where we belong, as he backs me towards the dock & crash down on the grass, our favorite spot. He never loses his grip; he kisses me hard enough to make me forget all the worry of him not coming home to me sooner. “ALEXA baby I want you right here right now, I don’t want our first time to not be special but this is it. It’s time” Cam can barely get it out between moans and grunts. He is breathless.
“SHUT!THE!FUCK!UP!CAMERON!AND!MAKE!LOVE!TO!ME!”
I all but scream at him. Not even a full breathe after I say it he is pulling my t-shirt over my head right here on the lawn in the broad daylight. OMG this MAN will be the death of me. He throws the shirt and stops, just staring at me with a shimmer in his eye and a smirk on his face. I can tell he is memorizing everything about me. He is looking at me from my face to my belly button and taking it all in. “MINE” is all his says and he his hands start moving across my cheek down my neck crossing from the left side to the right as he moves across my breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. My body is humming for him and I can’t help but wiggle a little I want him now. This will be the first time I have ever done this without total control. His hand moves down the center of my stomach and circles my belly button and makes his way back up as he caresses me he is studying his map making sure he doesn’t miss one single detail, he intends to find his buried treasure. A raspy moan escapes and I can’t help but place my hand over his to feel what he feels. He runs his hands around my waist pulling me up on his lap motioning for me to wrap my legs around him. He pulls his shirt off and pulls me close. Skin to skin hugged close just looking in each other’s eyes. This alone is building my excitement I am about to shoot off his lap like the damn Apollo, I am spiraling here holy hell. Finally he starts with his tongue. Running it over my neck and slowly making his way down the swell of my already swollen with passion breast and once he takes my nipple into his mouth I can’t help but clench my legs tight and grind down, I can feel his hardness against my ass. “Cam please” I beg. He continues to use his hand on one and his mouth on the other, and then slowly he swaps to treat both equally. Running his hand down my hips he lifts me up to strip away the yoga pants (OMG I AM IN RAGS) away. His hands are digging into my skin as he squeezes me close making sure he doesn’t lose me again. I can feel his hands kneading into my thighs, they are so strong. Grinding again I throw my head back letting my hair tickle the top of my naked ass. Hands back holding me up I arch my body towards him. I barely open my eyes now and I see him watching me again as his hands devour me. I am feeling more wanton like this, naked on my front lawn than any other time ever, and the pope himself knows what I’ve done. I am soaked to say the least my body is begging for the connection. His lips start right above my belly button and I almost buckle sucking in a deep breath. I try to stay still he has me how he wants me (WTF have I turned into the Sub my damn self?) He lands tiny kisses all around my waist. I never knew I could feel more beautiful than I already did (we already knew I was vain) he makes me feel stunning sitting here on my knees with my body bowed back like a masterpiece of fine art, the center piece in the middle of a well manicured garden. Oh now I can feel my desire running down my leg. I need Cam now and he taking his sweet time. My body is alive and humming to the motion of his soft caresses. His hand is slowly making its way up my inner leg; I beg more in the form of a wiggle towards him and a barely there whimper. As his hand grazes across my sensitive skin I swear I am already drooling and eyes rolling back in my head. I don’t even know if SEX is needed I swear this may just do the trick. Without any indication his finger slides into me with a gentle force. Moving his finger in a slow circle pushing & breathing harder I can already feel the trimmer running through me. He uses the other hand to pull my head back and expose my throat to him; he is guiding me where he wants me. His tongue is moving all over my body and when I think I have had all I can take I feel us sliding down into a natural position with him holding himself over me, his hands never stop moving. As he pushes his hard penis into me I get hung up and can’t suck in air fast enough, I feel like all the bad in my soul has just been released and floated away. He makes me feel good, he makes me feel like me again. Back in the moment I can see Cam staring into my eyes with sweat pooling in his hair line. He thrust everything he has into me but pulls back so slow, he is teasing me and worshipping me all at the same time. I grab a hold of him pulling him closer to me wrapping my legs around his waist so he can go deeper. He makes these amazing little grunts as he hammers into me again and again. My body is milking him for all he is worth. I feel like an earthquake is taking place, everything in me is violently shaking; I can’t contain the scream that rips from my mouth.
“FUCK.ME.BABY.YOUR.SO.DAMN.GOOD.AT.THIS.UHHHH” I have to clench my hands into his skin to hold me in place. With that scream I feel him his release filling me full of hot liquid. I’m a pile of cooked noodles. All mushy and useless, I have just made love for the first time in my life & to my soul mate my best half. I can get use to this.
Chapter Fourteen
It’s been the best few months, Cameron is still here with me in Miami even little Sadie is here making noise all over the house with her little nails on the tile. I’ve fallen in love with her to. She has a huge bed with gold trimming and can barely get into it with those stubby little legs. She is so spoiled. It’s different having someone in the house with me. We are learning thou and Cameron seems so on edge right now. I can’t place the problem but I am thinking it has to do with him not working. He is a mans, man he needs to be busy and feel productive, he needs to be needed. I have to figure out how to give him a purpose yet keep him as flexible as me. When I decide to fly to Paris for a week I want him to be able to drop and go and him being a house husband just isn’t going to cut it for him. (Not that we are married or anything) I’ve been being more than a pretty face at work; Cam thought I should show the world who I was not …what. He said it was obvious I was drop dead beautiful but I was so much more and he was right. We’ve only known each other for such a short time but I can already tell you I know with every fiber of my soul he is my forever. I want to scream it and make him mine… would I be crazy to ask him to marry me? Do girls “pop the question” I bet he would laugh at me if I dropped to my knee. Maybe I could get a blimp or do it on the jumbotron at a heats game? Ok maybe that’s a little much…
I zone back in to reality about the time my intercom beeps “ Hey Lexi you have a call on line 3, they say its urgent, but in my opinion it doesn’t really SOUND that way” with a sigh I throw down the new FASHION magazine I’m thumbing thru “Ok Mags I will take it thanks for the heads up. I hear the shrill voice on the other line before I ever say a word.. “Corrine is there something I can do for you? And please don’t waste my time I have shit going on” I hate this bitch like I hate the smell of generic tanning oil… it’s the same thing FAKE. “HEY ALEXA BABY(she’s half drunk I can hear the slur) I WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THE ANNUAL PARTY IS ON FOR NEXT SATURDAY NIGHT, I know you’re not in to the scene right now so you say but you will tire of him and when you do you will need a new sub, come by and see the line up it’s to die for this year” I hate the way she talks about the people at the party even thou I use to be the same way, after meeting and falling for Cam I can’t imagine going. I don’t need a naked buffet of able willing boys or girls to pick from. I have my man My equal! “UH NO CORRINE! I won’t be tiring nor needing a new SUB, I love Cam and my scene IS him.”
I can’t help but picture his beautiful face smiling down at me after one of our wild and so very often sexcapades. This bitch is threading thin with me even thinking he is temporary.
“Well I had the invite curried over earlier so you will receive it if you change your mine CHOW DOLLFACE” and she’s gone, skank didn’t even give me time to snub her again. Why won’t she just die, I can’t stand her ugly self.
Well in reality she’s not ugly to look at but GAWD she’s ugly inside like dead molded road kill slapped by ya own momma kind of ugly.
I’ve slug assed around all afternoon and Cam has noticed every time I sneak a peek he has his brows furled together just staring through me. I’ve decided to keep him away from that lifestyle. We only have passionate love sessions, I want to do naughty things to him but I am afraid it may get out of hand. I don’t plan on telling him about the “party”.
“Lexi baby what’s a ….S.U.B. B.A.L.L?, are we going?” Cam barely says it all stuttered like. I all but snort the chocolate milk I was inhaling through my nose. Is he a fucking psychic? “WHAT THE HELL CAM, why are you asking about that?” as I turn I realize my mistake, Corrine had the invite sent here not the office and I never even looked to see what Val left me on the mail desk SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK ME SHIT! “ Oh umm it’s a ahhhummm… well it’s like a party but like a buffet style for ummm FUCK CAM, IT’S A FUCKING DOM/SUB PARTY.(grrrrr)” Yep now he wants to question the crap. “What is it? And NO we aren’t going, I wouldn’t do that to you, and besides I don’t need to see anyone or window shop I have everything I want right here.” Poor guy he is so flushed and red, is he pissed at me? I can’t help the way I have lived until him & I will NOT apologize for who I am… I mean was! It wasn’t a bad decision just a different lifestyle. He clears his throat before he speaks “It says you’re co-hosting it? Don’t you have to go if that’s the case?” I snatch the beautiful invitation out of his hand, it’s amazing Corrine besides being a skank has fabulous fashion taste. It’s a thick charcoal colored 5x7 with a thin layer of silver tied on top, with hand written calligraphy writing on it. And sure as shit I TOTALLY FORGOT.. “FUCK ME, I forgot it was my year to do this, she didn’t even say anything to me. I wrote the check last year to cover my end and she was going to do all the planning.” I drop to my knees right there in the room and bury my face in my hands. The paper flits to the floor. “Lexi if you have to do it I understand this isn’t the life you want anymore but you’re committed and you have to follow through its part of why I love you so much, is this something I could do with you? I mean I will go. I am kind of curious to how you got into it.” I open my eyes to see he has squatted down to my level and has a sincere look. I hate to do this to him and it’s only a day away well not even more like 12 hours. FUCK!!!!! “Yea your right Cam I do have to do this but I don’t want you to see this, it was me but that’s before you and nothing before then even matters. I can’t ask you to go taint yourself like that. I love your innocence, I love that me alone is enough for you. But in the end I can’t deny you doing anything you want to do so if you want to go yes you can, you will always be my plus one.”
Chapter Fifteen
Everything looks great I can’t even believe what I see when I look around at this. I’ve attended for years now but it’s like seeing it for the first time. It’s a VERY private event, not just anyone can come in & everyone is under contract What Happens at the Sub Ball stays at the Sub Ball. Lighting is amazing as are the drapes everywhere. Looks like it adopted a genie in a bottle kind of theme. There are several raised platforms all around the room. I can’t imagine Cams face when he sees what they are for. He is wearing a very impressive Silver and grey suit that matches my corseted gown. It’s tied together in a few diff spots not covering much of anything. Technically me & Cam are a bad match here he is dressed as Dom as am I. The subs will be either naked or roll playing. Uhhhh Cam is going to kill me when he sees this display. I hear the music stop in the next room and I know it’s time. “Come on Mr. Thompson it’s time for line up.” They are about to parade the newbie’s and as far as everyone here is concerned me and Cam are pulling a double, we will be looking for a set, otherwise Cam would be on that platform with the rest of them.
Chapter 16
The lineup is a good one this year for all intent purposes. A wide range on age and looks, some look 19-20 and go all the way up to the nice high 45-50 (to each their own you know) male and female alike. They all have different body frames and types; there is someone here to reach ever Dom’s need. Cam’s freaking out as he realizes the platforms are to hold all the sub missive’s looking for an owner. I have to remind him they consented to this and they usually see it an honor to be here since not all who apply make the cut. Sad part is the worst is yet to come.
Chapter 17
All the people who attended the party with intent to find a new sub stroll around taking in the supply so they can narrow down who they are interested in. We have to mingle and look interested to keep up our game, so not to stand out to everyone else. Not that we are scared or anything it’s just to be respectful of others alternate lifestyles. Cam takes a small interest to a few people simply because he can’t understand why they subject themselves to this life. He feels they are degrading themselves (he doesn’t understand it) I make a mental note to try to explain it later. He is floored by the young girl who reminds him of an elementary teacher, as well as one who he thinks looks like his old babysitter.
Chapter 18
The music is back up just a little too loud, I take the time to breathe thou, at least Cam can’t ask any more questions. For a bit, I’ve honestly never felt so judged by it all. Any other time I would’ve already made my selection and put on a show for the crowd to see if he was worthy of taking my commands, I’ve seen maybe 3 who I would try out. In the corner I hear the commotion and I make my way to see what’s going on, and low and behold the try outs have started, I should find Cameron he is sure to freak now. I look around and in all honesty I am majorly floored to see him at the front of the crowd with a smirk on his face. He is glued to the show in front of him. The girl on the platform is standing with her legs apart and her hands on top of her head she stands completely still with a platonic look on her face as they are instructed to do unless it’s a direct order of a Dom interested otherwise. The Dom in this case is a young girl about 23 in age beautiful of course and she is standing beside the girl running her fingers up and down her body following slowly with her tongue. She reaches the girls inner mid thigh and bites down hard. She sub jerks just a tad but holds on well. “Smile sub if you’re enjoying what I am doing to you” demands the tiny girl. And as any well trained sub would do she lights her face up bright as she would had she just won the lottery. “Let me hear how much you enjoy me sub” comes another command and as she trails the same way up the other leg the girl quivers and lets out a moan then as the dom bites again softly and with that the girl all but screams. Cam is about to protest till even he can’t deny what he sees. Running down the inside of her leg above her knee is all the proof you need to know she has enjoyed the public display of twisted love. The beautiful dom licks at her like a thirsty puppy and moves up slowly clenching her thigh and digging in deep with her long nails to make the sub suck in a little breathe when she opens her mouth the Dom slipped her tongue in and leads the girl off the platform. The sub has passed and the Dom has taken the roll of soul provider for that girl. There is no wrong type here. Boy + girl, Girl+girl, boy+boy, girl+ boy+boy+girl however the Dom chooses and the sub accepts is ok with everyone. It’s the only way this lifestyle truly works. I head to the drink table leaving Cam with a blinded deer in headlights look.
I make my way back to where I left Cam only to find he isn’t there anymore, maybe he made his way to the platforms intrigued to see what other test are given. It’s hard to see up towards the front but I know Cam isn’t there I can’t feel him. And anytime we are close I can feel it before I ever see him. “Have you seen my partner Mr. Thompson, he was in a silver suit & been at my side all night?’ I ask a handsome server wearing nothing but a bowtie and a banana hammock, boy is he packing! “Yes ma’am I saw Miss Morgan showing him upstairs a few moments ago” he explains instantly lighting a raging wildfire inside me. I slam my wine glasses back on the tray he is carrying breaking the bottom off the stem and jerk my dress up at the heels stomping off seeing nothing but red.
I open every door with a hard jerk, this is such a major no no sense it’s where the Doms pay a pretty penny to use the rooms after they make their choic
es for the night. I only open the door on one set who actually offer to let me join in if I don’t mind giving out spankings. I stare at them a moment actually considering it until I am jerked back by the corrupt giggle from the next door. I’d know her high pitched squeal anywhere. I slam the door with a “maybe later” and head to the next one. When I jerk it open I stop dead in my tracks not understanding what I am seeing. Cam standing at the end of the bed holding a VIBRATOR and a beautiful blonde tied to the four post bed. She is blindfolded and gagged. Cam looks confused but when I hear the snicker I turn to my left and their stands Corrine. She is happy with what she’s done. “Oh Lexi your just in time to see Cam take his first steps into our life style” she looks so excited. Cam looks at me wide eyed. Before he has the time to say a word I slam the door and take off running. I knew better than to bring him here I knew she would sink her claws in and take him from me. I lose everyone I love.
I hear Cam running behind me screaming “she tricked me I was stunned and freaking out” but I don’t slow enough I can’t my lungs won’t fill up I need to go I have to run. I snatch the keys from the valet box out front and jump into my chrome colored Fiskar Karma , it matched my dress so well and its edgy just like my outfit. But now it matches my temper and my heart. Jagged and sharp and ready to flee. The last thing I see in my rearview, I KNEW BETTER THAN TO LOOK, is Cam clearing the last step he looks so scared and so sad. He is screaming at the top of his lungs at me but I can’t hear him. The blood racing through my body is all I hear or feel rather. He will come after me I know that but I can’t make myself stop, I just need, No, I just want to be home in the safety of my bed alone where I know nothing can hurt me. What I need is for Cam to explain why he was in that room with Corrine looking as if he was part of the scene about to take place.
