Chapter 14
Nervous shivers rock through my body. This is it. He's going to take my anal virginity. Is it anal virginity or ass virginity? I'm not sure of the proper term.
Why the hell do I care?
Because you're over-thinking.
Shut up! But it's true. I'm turning clinical to detach myself from what's about to happen.
I've never given myself to a man there before. It scares me. All I can think about is the pain.
And I tense up.
He comes up behind me and rubs his hand over my ass.
"Nervous, baby girl?"
He switches between calling me baby girl and slave in the same way I switch my thoughts about him. There's Daniel, the man I respect, admire, and trust. There's Professor, the man who makes my body come alive with his ruthless discipline and rigid rules. Now, I have a Master.
I struggle more than I should about who this side of Daniel will be. As a Master, he's more tender than I thought he would be, more concerned about my feelings, but like the Professor, he's unwavering in what he wants.
He will do this. Whether I resist or not, it's going to happen because he wants it.
Daniel would give me an out. The Professor would stop and have me write lines. But my Master?
He's not giving me a choice in this.
"Yes, Master."
I'm not fucking nervous. I'm scared to death. I don't want him to damage anything down there.
I know how big he is, in length and girth. And not that I want to be thinking about all of this right now, but I'm well aware of the size of the stuff that comes out of my puckered hole.
I've done the math.
Jackhammer meet tiny hole.
He soothes me with his hand. "It's going to be okay. Relax."
Relax?
He's certifiable. There's nothing relaxing about having something that size shoved up my butt.
I tense my ass cheeks. He gives a low chuckle and the light tap of his hand stings a bit.
That's pain I recognize. I understand it. I want more of that kind of pain. I don't want the ass-puckering, rim-stretching, butt-burning kind of pain.
That's not sexy. It doesn't turn me on.
He reaches between the mattress and box spring and pulls out a foil pack.
We don't use condoms.
We haven't since we got ourselves tested and I got my IUD. But I understand the need for a condom now.
There's a rip of the foil pouch and he slides on protection while I'm face down on the bed. My ass is on display, vulnerable and ready to be ripped apart.
I'm terrified.
I'm excited.
I'm out of my mind with worry about the pain. I process pain well, but this? It's so far out of my comfort zone, I don't know how to relax.
Relax? I give a snort of frustration.
"I promise to make this good for you, but you have to trust me. I know you're scared, but it's my place to push your limits and show you how to fly."
I'm two-seconds from flipping him off.
I'm not a fucking bird that wants to fly. I'm scared shitless. The power I've handed over gives him liberty to do whatever he wants.
There's a safety net. I can give an S.O.S., but do I really want to do that? Why can't I relax and trust that he knows what he's doing?
He's a world-renowned surgeon who knows everything about the human body and what it can do. Surely, if he knew butt-sex would hurt me, he would stop?
You know he would.
Oh, shut up!
I don't need my inner voice being more rational than me.
Daniel reaches between my legs and I jump when his fingers find my folds. He strokes me until I moan, then dips his fingers inside of me, warming me up.
No matter my fear, he knows exactly how my body works. I'm writhing within seconds, grinding against his hand, and when he taps my clit, I see stars.
There's a cool sensation over my asshole. It's lube. I clench as he presses his finger…there.
"Relax." There's pressure and I squeeze my eyes as he inserts a finger.
The sensation is not unpleasant. It doesn't hurt, but I wouldn't say it feels good.
I change my mind a second later when the fingers of his other hand dip between my folds and press against my g-spot. He's never had a problem finding that sensitive area.
Now, I'm confused.
Pleasure rushes through me and combines with the unpleasant stretching back…there.
Fine. It's my asshole. I'm grown up enough to call it what it is. Asshole. Anus. He's got his finger in my butthole.
Holy hell!
I rise up on my toes as he inserts a second digit into my asshole.
"Relax. I'm just getting you ready." His fingers are slippery with lube. I know why. It's to help his cock slide in, only I don't think there will be much sliding going on.
It'll be like a freight train trying to ram through a tunnel ten sizes too small.
How do people do this?
His fingers pull out and are replaced with something else. I clench when the tip of his cock presses against me.
He wraps his hand around my hair and pulls my head back. Leaning over me, he forces me to look over my shoulder. "Relax. If you tighten up, it will hurt more."
Hurt more.
Not just It will hurt.
But rather, it will hurt more.
Lord, I'm not going to survive this.
He leans over me and plants his lips on mine. With our mouths locked in a kiss, the pressure on my asshole increases. The taste of him coats my tongue and I close my eyes. If I'm to be his slave, I must obey his commands.
Slowly, as his tongue tangles with mine, and his spicy taste fills my mouth, I force my body to relax.
I'm not naive about butt-sex and I know it'll be easier if I bear down. I do that while the lash of Daniel's tongue invades my mouth. He's trying to distract me and hell if he's not doing an amazing job.
It stings, and I gasp when that feeling intensifies into a heavy burn.
Daniel is all over me. His mouth claims mine while his hand reaches around to squeeze my nipple. And his other hand? He's got two fingers pumping in and out of my pussy with his thumb stroking my clit.
He's one talented fucker with his hands. And those fingers…
My legs shake and my entire body shudders. A sensation of fullness overwhelms me.
"How are you doing, baby girl?" He pulls away from my mouth and gives a light nip to my shoulder. His thumb is driving me insane and I need to come.
I pant and struggle to answer. "I'm good."
"I'm buried in you, baby girl. Balls-deep. How does it feel?"
"You're in?"
He gives a low chuckle. "All the way."
I rock against what his thumb is doing to me. "Daniel, please, I need to come."
"You will. I promise you will." He gives a deep groan. "I need to start moving…" He tilts his pelvis forward and pushes against my butt. "God, I need to fuck you."
Am I supposed to say something? Do something? This isn't like normal fucking. Do I rock back onto his dick? Or just hold on for dear life?
Chapter 15
My questions are answered once he pulls back and slams forward with a grunt. It stings, but it's not too bad.
And I'm holding on.
"God, your ass is fucking tight. It feels so different." His voice is husky and raw. "So good."
My fingers claw at the bedsheets and I close my eyes. His thumb is still on my clit. He's got one arm wrapped around me and his hand is doing things to my clit while he takes me from behind.
I kind of like it.
I'm in sensory overload.
It feels so… "Daniel…I think I'm coming."
Pleasure coils within me. It's different and yet the same, and it's overtaking my senses.
He pulls out and rocks back in. The slow glide from before morphs into something driven and powerful. I'm barely hanging on as the most intense pleasure courses through my body.
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br /> I cry out and my whole body shakes with the intense sensations I'm feeling. It's not unusual for me to come more than once while he fucks me, but this is a never-ending wave rippling through my body.
Like a super orgasm, it's a tsunami instead of a wave. I'm drowning in pleasure as I'm swept away.
Whatever sounds are coming from my mouth aren't coherent. They're barely human.
I've lost all capacity to think, let alone speak. I'm reduced to an animal and buck beneath Daniel while he drives harder and faster as he seeks his release.
Then he's the one making unintelligible sounds as his body shakes and he jerks with his orgasm.
He collapses on top of me with a low rumble of pleasure that's almost a soft laugh.
Our breathing is ragged. Aftershocks continue to spark through my body as his cock stays in me. He doesn't move. His entire body lies over me and I simply lay there exhausted and overwhelmed.
I'm not saying I'm a butt-sex convert. I prefer the regular kind of fucking. But I'll do this again.
He pulls out of me, disposes of the condom, and returns to the bed. Crawling in bed beside me, he pulls me into his embrace. "You survived, baby girl, and came quite spectacularly."
"Yes."
"Alexa, until this evening ends, I want you to call me Master."
"Yes, Master."
"Thank you." He reaches around to play with my nipples. Rolling them into tight nubs, he nuzzles at my neck. "You didn't break."
"No, Master. I didn't."
"You came hard." There's a snicker in his tone.
"I came really hard." I roll around until I face him. I do this for two reasons. First, his fingers are doing wicked things to my nipple. Second, I need to see his face. "I was really scared."
"I know."
"You pushed me through my fear."
"I did."
I bite my lower lip. "Is this how it's going to be?"
"What do you mean?"
"When we come here and play once a month?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
"Did you like not having any control over what I did."
I take a moment, then give a nod. "It's hard to describe, but I do. It's an escape of sorts."
"How's that?"
"I don't have to worry about anything except pleasing you. All my external stress goes away."
He reaches for my nipple and the poor thing is in his grip again.
"I like it too, but it's far different playing here than incorporating it into the rest of our lives."
A hiss escapes me as he puts my nipple in a vice grip between his thumb and forefinger.
"I know."
"I took things easy on you tonight, but when we come here again, things will be much different. And we're not done." He takes my hand and places it on his cock. "Touch me. Get me hard again. I want to fuck my slave again."
We don't have as much time together as we'd like. So, when we are together, those precious few nights a week, we spend the entire time wrapped in each other's arms with his dick inside me as much as humanly possible.
I stroke him, bringing his cock slowly back to life. Daniel has the stamina of a stallion, but he still needs time to recover.
I do too.
I'm still recovering from one of the most intense orgasms of my life, but I'm game for more.
"I want you inside of me."
He tweaks my nipple and I bite back a tiny scream.
"You do, don't you?" His voice is low, throaty, decadent, and hungry for me.
"Yes, Master."
His cock jerks in my hand as it slowly responds to my touch.
"Are you ready?"
I'm always ready for him.
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
I've forgotten my place. I can't help it. He's supposed to be my Master, but my Master didn't take me through my first experience with anal sex. Daniel did.
"Yes, Master."
We've explored new roles and talked about how to move forward from here. All I need right now is to feel Daniel inside of me.
I wrap my hand around his cock. He's fully engorged now.
"Please fuck me."
He flips me to my back and forces his way between my legs. "With pleasure."
In one fluid motion, we become one. He doesn't stop until he fills me, buried balls-deep. It's my turn to close my eyes and luxuriate in the sensation of being filled.
When he moves, I bite my lip. I need the pain to keep me from coming too soon. I want to enjoy this. My fingernails dig into his shoulders and I wrap my legs around his hips.
"Open your eyes and look at me, baby girl."
We're no longer Master and slave. We've retreated to simply us. He surprises me by the smile on his face.
"You feel like coming home. Every damn time I slip inside you, it feels like heaven." He slowly glides in and out, dragging the hard length of his cock along my sensitive walls.
My entire body responds with a buzzing and tingling sensation. I'll never grow tired of this.
Of us.
Of this thing we do.
He rotates his hips and pulls back. My eyes slam shut as he thrusts forward.
"Keep your eyes open, baby girl. I want to see what I do to you. I want you to see what you do to me."
A smile spreads across my face and I wrap my arms around his neck. The sternness of his expression softens as he bends down to kiss me deeply.
That's it.
That's all it takes.
I can't stop my hips from rocking forward to match his rhythm. He moves in long, sure strokes. In and out. It's relentless and purposeful. I know this is the moment he's claiming me. Not before.
I belong to him.
"Oh God…I'm going to come."
"I'm right there with you." He nibbles on the corner of my earlobe. "Let go, baby girl." He adjusts his angle and rocks against my pelvis, stimulating my clit.
I cry out, arching off the bed, nearly levitating into his embrace. My pussy spasms around his cock, squeezing as my arms tighten around his neck. He follows me over the edge as our orgasms collide in exquisite torture.
Our breathing is the same, ragged and unhinged. He pulls out and rolls me to the side, then he's behind me, spooning me, cradling me in his arms. His fingers trail along the tip of my shoulder and down my arm.
"Alexa…"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
I chuckle and press my ass against his softening cock. "I love you too."
He tilts my head back until he can kiss me. His eyes are no longer turbulent, but eerily calm. My cheeks feel flushed, and I'm insanely satisfied.
"I'm tired." A yawn escapes me.
"We have the room all night, but don't forget about the rest."
"The rest?"
"Yes, you have one more stop before your release from the dungeon. You didn't forget, did you?"
"I'm to be pierced and marked."
"That's right, baby girl. Marked as mine."
"Marked how?"
He traces the small spot between my breasts. "I'm putting it here."
"What?" What is he putting there?
"A penny over your heart. Something to remember this moment forever."
Normally, I would think a tattoo of a penny would be the lamest thing ever, but it's perfect for us.
"Can I take a little nap first?"
"If it means I get to hold you in my arms…then yes."
"You can do whatever you want, you're the Master…"
"And that gift is one I'll treasure forever." He tugs me tight against his body and we slowly doze off.
My dreams fill with decadent fantasies, all of which have one man in the starring role. I wake to a pinch of pain over my nipple.
"Time to get up, baby girl. We have an appointment."
I'm terrified of needles and I'm not thrilled to be getting my nipples pierced or a tattoo, but I'll do anything to please my Master.
We have one year.
On
e year.
I plan to be back on that auction block at the end of our year. I won't place a reserve of a penny like I did this time. I know my worth, and I'm pretty sure Daniel does too.
We're bound together, man and woman, professor and pupil, and Master and slave.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
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Thank you for reading ALEXA’s story. I really hope you enjoyed it and are looking forward to reading more. There is lots more to come for the members of THE TIES THAT BIND, and three more novels in the AUCTION NIGHT series.
If you had fun at Auction Night with Alexa, I think you’ll enjoy reading Penny’s story.
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When two is better than one.
I love two men. It's my wildest fantasy, being with both at the same time. Eric and Thomas are two dominants who not only know about each other, but are the best of friends. The one thing they won't do is take me together.
I’m lucky enough they're okay sharing me between them, but I want more.
It's not my fault I fell in love with them both, and I’m determined to get what I want.
My chance presents itself in the form of Auction Night, the annual charity event at The Ties that Bind.
All I’m asking for is one night.
One night with them both.
Will Eric and Thomas bid? Will they fulfill my fantasy to serve them both…together?
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