Submission Dance

by Lori King

  He pounded her into the mattress, filling her and claiming her as no one else ever had. Her mind went blank, as wave after wave of pleasure rocked through her, and she screamed his name as she exploded in a violent orgasm.

  He didn’t stop his movements. Instead he gripped her tighter, thrusting harder, and drawing out the pleasure of the moment. When he finally shouted his own orgasm, she felt his cock twitching inside of her, and she clamped down on him, making him groan, and twitch again.

  He slowly released his grip on her hair, and let her head fall limply back onto the bed before he pulled out of her body. The only sound in the room was their harsh breathing. She didn’t even realize she was crying until his thumb brushed a tear from her cheek.

  ~

  “Did I truly hurt you?” he murmured, concerned. He’d had partners cry before from pleasure, and some from a cathartic scene, but everything with Marley left him feeling unsettled and unsure of himself.

  She shook her head, and tried to roll onto her back. His body was still between her spread legs preventing the movement so that she ended up half twisted giving him a sexy view of her breasts and ass at the same time.

  “I’m not sure why I’m crying. That was really good—”

  Lex was offended, “Good? You call that good?”

  “Okay it was outstanding, superb, two thumbs up! What do you want me to say, Le—Sir?”

  Lex tried to frown at her menacingly, but his lips curled up on their own. She was a terrible student. It was going to be a long time before he trained the brat out of her.

  “You owe me twenty for coming without permission, princess.”

  She looked aghast, “Twenty dollars? What? You’re a gigolo now?”

  Laughter bubbled up from his chest, and he dropped down to sit on the bed next to her as he broke down. “Twenty dollars! Oh Christ, that’s funny. You’re sure turning out to be a crappy research student, Marley. When I say you owe me twenty, I mean you will be getting a punishment of twenty swats because you didn’t do as you were told.”

  “Oh.” She flushed, and then wrinkled her nose. “But technically, Sir, you were the one who made me come, so shouldn’t you get the swats?”

  Lex could only sigh. “You’re going to be a terrible sub. Are you sure you’re not a switch at heart, princess?”

  “I don’t think so. I can’t imagine myself holding a flogger much less using it on someone.” She answered.

  He stared at her for a moment, lost in her beauty as she rolled onto her back, and propped her sandaled feet up on the edge of the bed. Her breasts rose high on her chest, hard berry-colored nipples pointing almost straight up. A sleek indentation ran from the base of her rib cage down to the valley of her navel and beyond. Her hips spread wide, and her plush thighs framed the sweetest pussy he’d ever been balls deep in. He couldn’t remember any woman in his lifetime who had ever stirred him like she did. He didn’t care that she wasn’t perfectly submissive. In fact, he was just as turned on by her smart mouth and wit.

  “Your shirt is ruined,” she said softly, reaching out to run her hand over the front hem of his shirt where it was now spotted with pre-cum and sweat. Genuine concern registered on her face, and a small frown line appeared between her eyebrows. “If there’s club soda downstairs at the bar we can probably get the stain out, but if you let it set you’ll have to throw the whole shirt out.”

  Instead of responding, Lex moved lightning fast, to roll on top of her, wrap his arms around her, and kiss her soundly. He heard her squeak in surprise, and then her surprise turned to desire and she was moaning into his mouth again.

  She tasted like some sort of sweet cinnamon gum, and she felt like heaven pressed against him. Ripping at the front of his own shirt he didn’t flinch when buttons flew across the room. He had to get his skin against hers as quickly as possible or the pressure building in his chest might make his heart explode.

  Marley helped him push the shirt off his shoulders, kissing her way along his jawline, down his throat, and then over his collarbone. Her hot little hands moved over his chest, cupping his pecks, and tugging at the dark hair that formed a triangle between his nipples. He let her have her way, enjoying her touch as much as he enjoyed touching her. In the back of his mind he knew that he should put a stop to it, and make her submit, but it was too perfect to have this moment with her. A moment of mutual exploration and sexual appreciation.

  He remembered the spent condom still wrapped around his dick when he started to grow hard again, and he cursed and pulled away from her. “Hold that thought. I need to take care of this and wash up, and then we’ll get back to business.”

  Those sweetly seductive hands of hers fell away and landed with a loud thump on the bed beside her, and she stretched like a cat. “Okay, I should probably clean up too.”

  “Come with me, and we’ll see what kind of luxurious bathroom amenities Killian provides for his guests.” Lex pulled her up to a sitting position, and removed the rest of his clothes, as she took off her sandals. Then hand-in-hand they padded into the bathroom.

  Chap

  ter 6

  Marley gasped as she stepped into the spacious room first. If she hadn’t already suspected that Killian owned the best of everything she knew it now. A massive walk-in shower lined one end of the room, but it was tucked behind a wall, so it was necessary to walk through a passageway to access it. Total privacy. A single door opened to the commode and bidet, while double sinks with dark wood cabinets were opposite the shower, and a deep soaking tub sat in front of a large window that faced out into the night.

  It only took her a moment to realize that anyone outside might be able to see through the massive sheet of glass, and she scurried around behind him, leaving him to the view of any peepers.

  “Why would anyone have a window like that in the bathroom?” she huffed, wondering exactly how many people might be loitering in the landscaped backyard right this very moment getting an eyeful.

  Lex laughed as he looked around the room; he seemed to be searching for something. Sure enough, next to the soaker tub was a matching pair of light switches. When the top one was flipped the windows were transformed, frosting automatically, and when the bottom one was flipped the main lights dimmed, and twinkling lights on the ceiling bathed the room in a soft romantic glow. It was sexy, and it set the mood perfectly.

  “Killian knows quality, princess. Trust me, he’s left nothing to chance. If you look in the cabinet I guarantee you’ll find everything you need for several weeks’ stay.”

  Marley instantly reached for the cabinet and then giggled when she found brand new toiletries inside, and luxurious linens. “Wow. This is better than any hotel I’ve stayed in.”

  “Me too,” he murmured with a frown, turning to dispose of the used condom in the trash.

  “Really? I thought surely you would have stayed in more swanky digs when you travelled with him,” she said, as she withdrew shampoo and soap along with towels and facecloths from the cabinets. She wondered now about what kind of a place Lex might have with his daughter. It was hard to picture her pirate as a papa, but the idea was growing on her now that she’d seen the softer edges of his Dom persona.

  “Sometimes, yes, but I guess I’ve never taken the time to really process the luxury around me. It’s always temporary. I make a good living working for Killian, but I certainly don’t live like this.” Lex answered.

  “Me neither. In fact I think my whole condo could fit into this one bedroom suite. I went for the bare basics when I bought it, and honestly it’s just been too much of a hassle to move, so I’ve stayed put.”

  She was pleased when he reached for her, and she moved willingly into his arms. “I’m not sure what’s happening here, Marley. Usually, if I take a sub, I enjoy the scene and the aftercare, and then leave, but I can’t even seem to manage a scene with you. The moment you start moaning and panting I just want to sink into you and hold you against me.”

  “So what are you waiting for?”
she asked, noting how quickly his cock thickened in response.

  “Fuck if I know,” he said, before bending to lift her into his arms. She still held all of the items she’d collected as he carried her into the enormous shower, but he paused to allow her to hang the towels on chrome hooks just outside of the waterline. He set her on her feet, and reached for the shower controls. “Hot or scorching?”

  His hand lurched on the control, jerking it to cold when her fingers wrapped around his semi-hard cock, and she murmured, “Scorching.”

  “Naughty sub, what do you think you’re doing touching me without permission?” Just like that he’d pulled his arrogant Dom armor back in place, and he shoved her hand away with decidedly less force than his words implied. “On your knees.”

  She hesitated, and his jaw flexed. Dropping to her knees on the cold tile, she tried to mesh the sweet man who just carried her into the shower with the powerful one that seemed to replace him in front of her eyes. His voice took on a deeper, huskier tone, and his spine stiffened as she continued to look at him. “Your eyes should be down, Marley. I know we’ve started this relationship backwards, but I don’t intend to let you have control anytime soon. Now, why don’t you take this soap and cloth and help me get clean before we work to get dirty again.”

  When she accepted the directive without argument, he reached over her head and turned on the second shower head. Warm water sprayed over her back, and she sighed contentedly, spreading the soap on the washcloth before she reached for him. He groaned appreciatively as she started soaping each individual toe delicately. It delighted her to find out he was ticklish on the soles of his feet. Fighting back a smile, she tried to focus on her task, running the cloth up over his muscular calves, and knees, to his powerful thighs. Thighs that he used to pump his cock into her just a few minutes ago. Her pussy clenched with remembered pleasure, and she bit her lip.

  Lex grabbed her hair, and tilted her head back, “What was that thought, princess?”

  Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to think clearly. His cock was mere inches from her face, and his hand was once again causing ripples of joy to course through her just by pulling at her hair.

  “Yes, that thought. I want to hear it in detail, because it made your eyes glaze over and your nipples hard, lover. Anything that creates that kind of reaction is important to me.” Lex murmured, releasing his pull to stroke her head, and down to cup her jaw.

  “I was thinking about the way your cock filled me up perfectly.” She murmured, her words quiet enough she wondered if he even heard her. Swallowing hard, she added, “Sir.”

  Lex’s face remained emotionless, but his cock twitched in front of her, drawing her eyes. She hadn’t really had a chance to survey it up close until now, and she wasn’t disappointed. Thick and long, his uncut length was impressive above a pair of large, heavy-hanging balls. The line of curly hair that started between his nipples ended here, in a neatly trimmed patch of hair at the base of his shaft. It displayed the V of muscle between his hips and his groin perfectly, and she ached to lick that groove.

  “May I finish washing you now, Sir?” she asked, feeling more confident about her skills of seduction when his eyes darkened, and his lips parted with a breath.

  “Yes.”

  Only one word, but it gave her permission to put her hands back on his body and explore him to her heart’s content. She traced the tight line of muscle that rode the column of his thigh, and danced her cloth over the indentation at the back of his knees. Avoiding the prize for the moment, she rose to her feet, and moved around to face his broad back.

  Pressing a kiss to the strong line of his spine, she reached up and started washing at the base of his neck, moving her way down one shoulder and arm, before moving to the next. Then she focused on his massive expanse of a back, and down to his lean hips. His ass was tight and perfect, and she slid the cloth over the tight muscles, enjoying the feeling of them flexing under her touch. When she slid the cloth between his cheeks to wash his hidden skin, he spun on her, and grabbed her wrist tightly.

  “Ah-ah-ah. Now you’re venturing into off-limits territory. No one touches me there, princess. I’ll take care of that area myself.” His words were firm, but not harsh, so she shrugged it off, and began washing his chest.

  She’d never had her hands on a chest so perfectly cut in her life. Muscular ridges under smooth golden skin were lightly covered with dark curly hair. Fuck, she was in deep. His control, combined with his beautiful body, and soft edges made her weak in the knees, and she wasn’t entirely comfortable with that feeling.

  ~

  Lex frowned down at the petite, curvy woman in front of him. Her open, easy actions were suddenly drawn and tight, and he had no idea what happened. Did she think he was upset with her for touching his ass? Good grief, she was a sensitive one.

  Without words he reached for the hand that held the soapy cloth, and pushed it to his groin. “I believe this is next, sub.”

  Marley’s eyes widened as she gripped his cock and smoothed the cloth over it. Waves of lust crashed over him at her gentle touch. She wasn’t trying to tease him, but knowing that just made her actions more lethal to his control. She washed him with purpose and a single-minded focus that would have been admirable in any other circumstance, even sliding the foreskin of his cock back to wash him clean.

  Once she’d run the soapy cloth over his balls, and rinsed away the bubbles, he placed his hands on her shoulders, and pushed her back to her knees. Wordlessly, she knelt, understanding his desires without him having to voice them.

  Her mouth was sinfully hot as she took his cock between her lips. Her tongue skirted the head, before undulating against the veined underside. Wet strands of her dark hair were spread across the pale skin of her back and shoulders, and one particularly enticing piece curled around one of her nipples. On her knees in front of him, looking like a mermaid sent from the deep for his pleasure, he fought to keep a tight lid on his lust.

  It wouldn’t do if he cracked again and let her lead. No, he needed to get back into the scene and focus. He owed her that much considering she came to the party tonight to experience submission.

  “Enough.” He said, taking a step back from her. His cock left her lips with a loud popping sound, and she looked up at him from under heavy eyelids, and smiled—a wicked, ball-busting smile—and he almost shoved his cock back into her mouth so that he could come long and hard down her throat. It was insane how sexy she was.

  Pulling her to her feet, he took her hands, and placed them on the wall under the shower head. “Don’t move, princess, or I’ll add swats to what you already owe me.” She nodded and remained positioned with her hands braced, and her legs spread shoulder-width apart. Moving around her body carefully, so as not to change her beautifully submissive position he bathed her. It didn’t take him long to wash her body from the top of her head to the tips of her dainty toes. He didn’t waste time tormenting her already tight nipples, but he did pay special attention to her pussy and ass. Pushing his big hand and the damp cloth into each crevice and fold until her cream was dripping from her slit, and her clit was bright pink and swollen.

  With a flip of his wrist, he shut the water off, and retrieved their towels. Marley hadn’t spoken a single word during the washing, but her face was flushed and her walnut-colored eyes were dark with desire.

  “Finish drying, and wait for me on the bed, sub. I’ll be there in a moment.” Lex watched her walk silently from the bathroom, and he felt the air in his lungs catch as she disappeared from his view. He could still feel her hands on his body, her tongue on his cock, and smell the sweet fragrance of her need in the air.

  His hand tingled at the knowledge that it would soon connect with her ass, and he couldn’t remember a time in his life when his cock was harder for a woman.

  She was hell on his control, and he had a feeling letting her leave tomorrow would be like ripping out his own heart.

  Chapter 7

  M
arley assumed her submissive pose as she waited in the middle of the bed, feeling more confident and comfortable even though it was still new to her. She knew that Lex planned to spank her, and damned if she wasn’t dripping with anticipation. The silent exchange in the shower had been powerfully intimate. She’d showered with men before, but never in such a blatantly control-driven way. His hands on her hadn’t been just washing away the sweat and lust from their earlier encounter; they were also branding her skin with his desire to possess her. It was that ownership that both terrified and intrigued her.

  Tonight was supposed to be a temporary walk on the wild side, just to see if BDSM held the same power over her in reality that it did in her fantasies. It wasn’t intended to turn into a relationship, or a life-altering power exchange, but hearing him make demands of her, and feeling her body grow mushy with the need to submit made her euphoric.

  How would Lex react if he knew she wanted to see him after tonight? Would he laugh at her growing attachment, or would he collar her? And how fast did a Dom collar his sub anyway?

  A chuckle drew her attention across the room where Lex had re-entered deliciously nude. He moved toward her with power and purpose, and she shivered under his knowing grin.

  “You’re thinking too much, princess. When you’re submitting to your Dom you shouldn’t be thinking about anything, but him. Focus your mind on the pleasure and the freedom I can give you.”

  He opened the duffel bag that still sat on the end of the bed, and withdrew several things; a vibrator, a soft looking plastic dildo, and smallish butt plug that were all still in their packages. He made quick work of opening them, and wiping them down with some sort of wet wipes that were also in the bag.

  Catching her eye, he lifted his eyebrow at her in question. “What is it Marley?”

  “Uh…what are you doing, Sir?”

  He gave a big sigh, and shook his head, “I’m preparing the toys I plan on using on you tonight. The wipes are antibacterial, so that the items are clean for our safety.”