“Soft?” I muttered, lingering on the word.
He laughed. “Oh, yes, this is definitely soft. There is so much more I can do. I’d like to try something on you, if that’s okay.”
“Um … okay.”
One of his hands moved up to my nipple and he squeezed it boldly. “Okay, what?”
“Okay, master.”
“You’re starting out to be a wonderful sub, Julie, but I want you to beg me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Beg me to pleasure you.”
I flushed and felt the heat pool in my belly. “I … please pleasure me, master.”
He grunted and released my nipple from his grip. He walked away and I could only hear the muffling sounds, but I knew he’d picked up something. Without a warning, he smacked me with something hard and leathery.
“Ow!” I yelped. It was much more painful than his hand, but the sting that followed released endorphins that turned me on so much I wanted more.
“Yes, Julie. It’s a soft, leather flogger. I want to increase the intensity a bit.”
He hit me again on my butt, the pain sizzling into a hot sting. Each time I gasped for air.
“Let me pleasure you more,” he said. The flogger came down on my nipples, and again, but I could sense he was restraining himself. He stroked them afterwards, using the leather to caress my skin.
I was hit with the flogger a couple more times and then he stopped to rub my aching skin with an oily and creamy substance. It became hot and soothing to my skin.
Dominic removed the scarf and I shook my head from confusion. He was standing right in front of me, smiling, wiping his oily hands on my breasts. “There.” He released my feet from the restraints and next came my hands. I almost dropped, my legs unable to bear my trembling body, but he caught me in his muscular arms.
“I’m sorry, master,” I said, shaken by the intensity of the whipping.
“That’s normal. For a first-timer you did great,” he said. “But I’m not done with you yet.”
Dominic picked me up and carried me to the hammock that had holes in it. I sank into it as he placed me on top and used the shackles to detain my wrists again.
“Raise your legs,” he said. He cuffed my ankles to the chains holding the hammock in the air, spreading my labia for him to see.
He looked around and flicked his finger, probably determining what to pick next. He grabbed two clamps from the table that had a chain attached to it and a vibrator hanging on the chain. My eyes widened seeing it.
“You have to trust me,” he said. “Otherwise, I can never fully please you.” His fingers grazed my areolas until they were hard enough for him to put the clamps on. I bit my lip in agony. The chain slipped down my belly button until the vibrator was covering my clit.
“Perfect,” he muttered.
Dominic pulled down on the vibrator, pushing it down on my nub, but jerking my nipples at the same time. It was both stingy and arousing. I licked my lips from the ecstatic pleasure it was giving me.
I felt his finger brush my privates, circling my lips, while still holding the vibrator on top of my clit. He nudged my labia aside and entered me. I gasped as he circled inside me, pushing his finger in and out.
“Hmm … you’re slick already. Good,” he said. He took his finger out and released the vibrator, letting my nipples rest a bit again, although the pain from the clamps was still there.
I looked at my body, the redness of my boobs, the soreness of my skin. Dominic zipped down his pants and took off his boxers, setting his fully erect cock free.
Oh, dear lord, I want that inside me, now.
He grabbed a condom from a shelf above him, put it on and stepped right in between my legs.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Julie and you’re not going to stop me,” he said, with a grin on his face.
He thrust inside me with no warning and I moaned. It was deep and fast, giving me no time to ease into it. He held my legs, pushing even deeper inside, and bit his lip. All I saw was carnal lust on his face. The same hunger that had haunted me since I met him.
He reached forward, grasping the vibrator again. Nudging it against my throbbing clit, he forced my nipples to face downward as far as they could go. I squealed and moaned at the same time, the vibrator and the pain combined giving me the ultimate pleasure.
“Yes, come for me, Julie. Come! I demand it!”
His groans sent me over the edge. I shivered when my body convulsed, my pussy clamping around his penis. He pumped even more, while I came hard, wave after wave. His face lifted upward to the ceiling and I heard him bellow. A hot feeling filled my insides as he shoved his member forcefully inside me a few more times, before he moved out of me again.
“Now that’s what I call a good fuck,” he said, chuckling.
His cock lay spent on the hammock as he reached out to my ankles to free them. He was breathing rapidly, his chest going up and down as he walked to the other side to release my wrists too.
“You can rest now,” he said, removing the clamps from my breasts.
My legs dropped down on the hammock. It swayed from left to right, rocking me like a mother would with her baby. It was a comfort after this heavy sex. The sex I would remember for years to come.
Dominic left to clean the equipment we’d used. Tired, I closed my eyes and was lulled into a light sleep.
Chapter 5
When I awoke, I was on a fluffy cushion and there was a soft, red sheet draped over me. Dominic was sitting beside me, his legs outside of the bed, his back against me. In his hand was an envelope and he was turning it around and around.
I sat up in the bed and he turned around to face me. “Morning, sleepy-head.”
“How long was I asleep?”
“Well the sun is shining bright, which says enough,” he said.
My eyes widened. “Oh, no … I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep. It just happened. I was so tired and …”
He chuckled and placed his hand on my lap. “It’s no problem.” He smiled and brought my hand to his lips to kiss it. “I had a lovely time last night.”
My cheeks became hot. “So did I …” I stammered.
“I guess you have plenty to write about now,” he said.
“Oh, I don’t think you’d like it if I write about you.”
“Why not? Just change the name. No one will find out it was me. I’m glad to be of service to you, too.”
We both laughed and then grew silent, holding each other’s gaze. He was still holding my hand, gently caressing the back with his thumb. I knew my service was completed and that he’d gotten satisfaction. So did I. I never expected to enjoy the thrills of being his sub so much. It surprised me and I didn’t know what to do right now. My mind was raging with thoughts about how I wanted to stay, to experience more with him, to be with him. This was such a revelation to me, that a partner could be both loving and painfully arousing, I didn’t want to say goodbye to it. Yet, I knew it was coming.
He held out the envelope to me. “I have this for you, as promised. You did what I asked and I will do as much in return.”
He nudged the envelope between my fingers. I pried it open and looked inside. There was a check inside and I didn’t have to look very hard to see the amount of fifteen thousand dollars on it.
My stomach churned. I don’t want this.
I didn’t want to be paid. It felt wrong. I was just as much pleased by the sex we had as he was. Why would he have to give me anything? I wanted to come here myself. Sure, the money was the reason I initially thought of coming here, but it had become so much more than that. I wasn’t in it for the money anymore.
I sighed and put it back into the envelope. “I can’t take this,” I said.
“Why not? It’s yours. You’ve fulfilled our agreement and so will I.”
I leaned forward and put the envelope back in his hand. “Please … I want more. Not money, but more … you. I don’t want this to end. I don’t want
to be paid, I want this to be more than just service.”
For the first time I saw him flush. His mouth dropped open and he frowned, almost as if he was baffled. “What? You do understand that this is regular practice for me right? That I’m not some regular vanilla guy?”
“Yes, I know, but I want this. I know I’m new and probably not even close to what you want.”
“Oh, trust me, you are,” he said, interrupting me.
I smiled and placed my hand on his face. “Then please, let me stay. I want to become yours. I don’t want to go back to my hotel room, drink my way through the day while writing petty novels. You’ve brought something out of me that I never imagined I’d discover and I’m curious for more. I want more … of you.”
“Are you sure?” he said, raising his eyebrows. He seemed really concerned with me, as if he couldn’t believe what I was saying.
“Yes!” I said and I took his face between my hands and pressed my lips onto his. He kissed me back with a passionate flame I hoped would never extinguish.
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