The Heart of the Matter: A Doms of The Cage Novel (The Dom's of The Cage Series Book 2)

by P Nelson

  “Maybe not as impressive as Master Hjalmar’s, but I’ve never had any complaints.” Eric pressed his shaft down so the head was aligned with Elizabeth’s mouth.

  “No, Master. You have a very pretty cock.” Elizabeth was eyeing his length, and Eric had to hold in a laugh. He had never had a sub tell him his cock was pretty before.

  “Open your mouth, beautiful. This isn’t going to last long, and I’m going to come down your throat.” Eric watched with half-lidded eyes as Elizabeth’s tongue flicked out to taste his skin. He moaned low in his throat. She must have liked the flavour because she promptly sucked the upper part of his cock into her mouth. Eric reached out and grabbed a fistful of her hair, guiding her inexperienced mouth to where he wanted it the most. Elizabeth was an enthusiastic learner, and she slurped and pulled on his cock until the tingling in his spine was so great, Eric arched his back pressing his erection into her throat.

  “That’s it, let me fuck your mouth.” Eric encouraged as he carefully used Elizabeth’s hair to increase the speed of her bobbing. His tight balls were already pulsing in agonising waves as he felt his first tingles of relief. “Swallow all my come, beautiful.” Eric’s voice was ragged. He barked out loudly as his hips jerked forward. The head of his dick pressed into the back of Elizabeth’s throat, and she gagged a little. The feeling of her muscles clenching around the head of his cock made him continue to spurt semen into the back of her throat.

  Elizabeth did her best to swallow him down, but he couldn’t seem to stop erupting in her mouth. His cock jerking and spasming until he felt spent and wrung out. His chest was heaving as he looked down at Elizabeth who released his cock from her mouth and stared up at him with wide eyes. She had semen dripping down her chin, and he wondered for a second if he had been too rough with her.

  “Where are you, sub?” Eric managed to get out before tucking his still aroused dick back into his pants.

  “Green, Master.” Elizabeth grinned up at him. Eric held his hand out and pulled her into his lap. With some juggling, he could reach out and pull a wet wipe out of a dispenser set discreetly on the table. He wiped Elizabeth’s mouth and hands. “Was it good? I’ve only ever given a blow job once before, and the guy said it was terrible.” Her wide eyes stared up at him.

  Eric stared at her for minute before tossing the cloth into a nearby trashcan. He picked up the water and held it to her lips. “If it had been any damn better, you would have killed me.” It was the truth. Elizabeth was a sexy little sub, and he suddenly felt really privileged to be the Dom to help her on her submissive journey.

  Chapter 5

  Elizabeth shut down her computer and organised a couple of the files on her desk. Most of the staff at the hedge fund she worked at had already gone home, but Elizabeth had needed to finish a couple of tasks before she left for the weekend. Specifically, because she had a hard time concentrating on her work all day and not on how sexy Eric had been last night. She stared at the black monitor of her computer and felt her heart rate kick up a notch as the memory of her sitting in his lap after giving him a blowjob came to the surface of her memory.

  At first, she was embarrassed she’d done it in public. Elizabeth thought there might be a chance of doing a scene in front of the crowd at some point in her training, but she had no idea it would be on her first day. Scratch that, Elizabeth shook her head and stood up. There hadn’t been anyone paying any special attention to the two of them. Their activities had probably been noted, but no one cared. Everyone at The Club was far more interested in watching the scenes playing out on the stages or their own plans for the night.

  Standing up, Elizabeth grabbed her jacket from behind the desk and shrugged into it, making sure to pull her long hair out of the back of the jacket. She picked up her purse and headed for the front of the office. A few keen traders were still staring at their banks of monitors watching the markets in real time all over the world. Elizabeth pushed through the glass doors of the hedge fund and waited in the small corridor where the elevators were.

  The hall was empty, and Elizabeth felt a rush of excitement pass through her as she stepped into the elevator and it carried her down to the bottom floor of the building. Eric had contacted her several times throughout the day to go over her soft and hard limits. He was planning a scene for her tonight, and she had agreed to have sex with him. Basically. She hadn’t said it was a hard limit so she assumed she would be having sex with him. Elizabeth definitely wanted to.

  She stepped out of the elevators and went through the security barriers of the building she worked in downtown. A quick glance out of the windows showed it wasn’t raining as she stepped out into the bustle of rush hour Vancouver on a Friday night. She had taken the SkyTrain into work, and she started walking towards her nearest station. A shout sounded behind her, but she didn’t pay any attention. It wasn’t until she heard her name that she looked around and saw the last person in the city she wanted to ever see again.

  “Hello, Elizabethy.” Jerry came to a halt in front of her, his face slightly flushed from rushing down the sidewalk.

  “Don’t call me that,” Elizabeth replied and ignored the tug at her conscious to be more diplomatic. She didn’t want to be nice to Jerry. He had broken her heart and left her because she wasn’t sexy. A thought that she should thank him flitted through her brain. If he hadn’t dumped her, then Master Eric wouldn’t have become her training Dom.

  “You’re very prickly, Elizabethy,” Jerry said and Elizabeth started to walk towards the SkyTrain station again. “Not having much fun at the club?” She didn’t answer, and Jerry took this as an invitation to continue. “I’m not having much fun, either.” Elizabeth stopped and stared at him, relief rolling through her system at the thought of Jerry quitting. She would never have to see him again.

  “Does that mean you’re going to quit?” Elizabeth asked. Jerry stuck a hand through his hair and looked past her for a second. He was a good-looking guy and Elizabeth had to admit she was flattered when he singled her out all those years ago. Sadly, if she hadn’t met Eric she might have even taken him back after what he had done to her. Jerry focused again on her face.

  “I might have been a bit hasty…,” he started, and Elizabeth felt a frown appear on her face.

  “Hasty about what?” She knew the question had come out more like an accusation, but at this point she didn’t care. She might be a sub, but she was tired of having people walk all over her. As she stared at Jerry, she realised she was just tired of Jerry.

  “The single Dom training course is different from the partnered course. We don’t even get to play with real partners. It’s a load of talking crap and practicing our flogging techniques on mannequins.” Jerry’s voice had turned whiny, and it instantly irritated Elizabeth. She would make a rather large bet Eric never whined about anything. If there was something he didn’t like, he would either change it or walk away.

  “I don’t see what this has to do with me, Jerry.” A thought came to her. “You know they won’t refund any of the money I paid to have us join.” She was still more than a little bitter that she had bankrolled Jerry’s access to loads of beautiful subs. She thought of the women she had met last night and wondered if she should put a notice up on the communal message board to warn them Jerry was a dick.

  “If we played together, I would have a chance at playing with a real live girl, and I could skip most of the boring stuff.” Jerry’s words washed over her and Elizabeth felt fury rise in her gut until it almost choked her. She did her best to remain calm. Her voice sounded strained as she answered him.

  “What about the fact that I’m unsexy? Bit of a problem if you can’t get hard with your play partner.” Elizabeth felt her nails dig into her palms.

  “There will be other subs there, Elizabeth, I’ll just look at them.” Jerry waved a hand in the air as if it were no big deal. He would be playing with her but watching other girls. Elizabeth felt tears begin to form in her eyes and humiliation rose in her throat bec
ause she couldn’t keep them from pouring down her cheeks. As much as she wanted to be free of this man and be above the hurt he caused her, Elizabeth wasn’t strong enough. Grabbing onto the bottom of her jacket, she held it hard in order not to lash out at him.

  “I hate you. Don’t come near me again.” Elizabeth forced her feet to take one step forward, then another. Of all the hurtful things he could have said, she was pretty sure this one caused the most damage. After playing with Eric last night, she had felt sexy and wanted. Maybe Eric didn’t really find her hot at all. Maybe he was just watching all the other subs.

  “Elizabeth, stop being melodramatic. We can play as friends. It’s no big deal.” Jerry tried to grab her arm, but Elizabeth wrenched it away from his grasp.

  “No.” Elizabeth knew she was blubbering like an idiot, but she needed to get the words out. “It is a big deal, Jerry. You broke up with me, and now you want some sort of twisted sex arrangement where you perv on other girls while you have sex with me? No. No. No.” Elizabeth felt her tears dry up a little and stood a little taller. “I have a really great training Dom, and I’m not giving him up for you or anyone.” It was the most possessive statement Elizabeth had ever made, and she was proud of herself. She was staking a claim, drawing a line in the sand. Immediately, Jerry’s face hardened, and Elizabeth took an automatic step back from him.

  “Stop being unreasonable, Elizabeth.” He grabbed her arm and squeezed it hard.

  “You’re hurting me.” Elizabeth tried to pull out of his grasp, but he was too strong.

  “Think about everything I know about you, Elizabeth.” Jerry’s voice had become a menacing hiss, and he stepped in closer to her. “I could tell everyone at that fancy hedge fund you work at what you get up to on the weekends. Do you think they’ll let you keep your job?”

  Elizabeth shook her head. “You’re not allowed to talk about The Cage to non-members unless they’re interested in the lifestyle and you are never, ever allowed to out members.”

  “You think I give a shit about the non-disclosure agreement I signed.” Jerry shook her roughly and Elizabeth stumbled to keep her balance. “It’s not worth shit, Elizabeth. Once the news about your freaky little fetish is out, they’ll fire you, and I’ll make sure anywhere you try to get a job knows what a freak you are.” All the blood drained from Elizabeth’s face, and she felt faint.

  “Why do you hate me so much?” she whispered, tears forming again in her eyes. “How can you want to have sex with someone you hate? I don’t trust you.” The words came from her heart. How could she face having Jerry tie her up and spank her when she couldn’t trust him? Even worse, how could she give up the best thing that had happened to her in a long, long time? She thought of Eric and never playing with him again and a stab of pain went through her chest. Elizabeth only had a month with him, but he was hers for that whole month. Unfortunately, she really needed her job and the bonuses that were paid out every year.

  “I don’t hate you, Elizabeth.” He let go of her arm and raised his hand to place it on her cheek. Elizabeth jerked away as if he were going to hit her. Jerry let his hand drop. “You better talk to Dr Jones and let her know you’ll be playing with me in the future. I’ll see you tonight at the club.” He winked at her and walked away in the opposite direction.

  Elizabeth felt sick. Using one of her jacket cuffs, she started to wipe away the tears from her cheeks. When she thought about giving up Eric and having to let Jerry put his hands all over her, she cried harder. Looking around, she noticed people were casting her sideways glances. She gathered up all her willpower and walked to the SkyTrain station. Her first taste of the lifestyle had been glorious. Last night, she could have done anything, been anything. Perhaps even more revealing, Elizabeth felt like she could finally be herself.

  Steel infusing her spine, Elizabeth stepped onto the escalators going underground. She was done letting Jerry get his own way. The thought of having sex with him after what she shared with Eric was practically perverse. She would rather give up her training membership at The Cage than allow that asshole to continue using her. Maybe after a few months or even a year, Jerry would finally move on, and she would too. The Cage might have been her first choice, but there were other clubs in Vancouver, and she meant to explore them.

  &

  “How did it go with your training sub last night?” Gaige asked as he stood waiting with Eric in the bar area of The Cage. He was waiting for his sub Lilith to make an appearance. Curiously, the thought of Gaige playing with Lilith didn’t bring on the usual jealousy it normally did. In fact, he was more excited to see Elizabeth in the fetware he had left in her locker this evening. He couldn’t wait to take her upstairs to the private room he had booked and get down and dirty with her.

  “It went really well. Her name is Elizabeth,” Eric said with a little bit of pride. “She definitely has some self-control issues, especially where her mouth is concerned, but nothing I can’t handle.” He was confident he could nurture some of Elizabeth’s nervous energy into a little bit of peace through submission.

  “I’m glad to hear it,” Gaige replied as he watched the door open and Lilith came out, scanning the crowd for him. “Have a good night.”

  “Yeah, you too. Give Lilith a hug for me,” Eric said as the other man stood up. It wasn’t like he saw enough of Lilith at work all day. She was one of the accountants at his firm.

  “Will do. Have fun tonight.” Gaige had already walked away a couple of steps when he said the last words. Eric watched as Lilith sank down to her knees in a perfect slave pose. She really was the perfect sub in many ways. It had taken her some time to become graceful when falling to her knees, but she was so giving and submissive naturally that Eric knew comparing her to Elizabeth would be unfair to both women.

  Frowning at the thought of Elizabeth, he looked down at his watch. She should have been out of the changing rooms by now. When they last spoke, she had sounded excited to play tonight. As he was thinking of going back into the men’s changing room and giving her a call, the receptionist on duty tonight came out onto the dungeon and looked around. She spotted him and started to come over. He stood up as she started to speak.

  “Dr Jones wants to speak with you out front,” she said demurely.

  “Is there are problem?” Eric’s heart rate ticked up.

  “It’s about your sub,” the receptionist replied, and adrenaline immediately began pumping through Eric’s system. Had she been hurt? Did she need his help, and he had been thinking of ways to punish her because she was late?

  “Is Elizabeth ok?” Eric demanded as he followed the receptionist through the crowd of people filling up the dungeon.

  “Depends on how you want to look at it,” the receptionist replied vaguely as she pushed open the door to the front of The Cage. Eric was about to admonish her for not giving him a straight answer when he spotted a distressed Elizabeth speaking with Calla.

  “What’s going on here?” Eric demanded, and both women looked over at him. Elizabeth had red-rimmed eyes, and Calla looked exasperated.

  “Good, you’re here, maybe you can get to the bottom of this.” Calla let out a long breath.

  “Elizabeth, tell me what has happened.” Eric softened his voice and came around the reception desk. He opened his arms, and he watched her hesitate for a minute before giving up whatever internal battle was taking place in her head. Her first step was slow before she fell into his arms. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his bare chest. Eric held on to her tightly as he felt her body shudder against his own. He glanced up at Calla who motioned to a corner of the reception area where they could talk and not disturb other guests.

  “Calla, what has happened?” Eric asked as he stroked Elizabeth’s hair. The action appeared to calm her a little, and he felt her try and take some deep breaths.

  “Elizabeth says she wants to quit the training program but hasn’t given me an acceptable answer as to why she wants to quit,” Calla t
old him, and he felt Elizabeth stiffen in his arms. Eric nodded at Calla and pulled away from Elizabeth a bit to look at her face.

  “Did you have a good experience last night?” Eric asked Elizabeth.

  “Yes.” Elizabeth nodded her head.

  “Yes, Master,” Eric reminded her. There was no way he was going to let her quit the program without a damned good reason. The thought of not playing with her again made him feel something he was unprepared to name.

  “Yes, Master, last night was wonderful,” Elizabeth replied with a silly grin on her face. Eric wanted to return her grin. He thought it had been spectacular, too. The blowjob had been amazing but just walking the floor and taking in the scenes of the other members had also been nice. Elizabeth was a witty person, and once she got the hang of asking the important questions, she’d make a great companion.

  “Were you worried about what I had planned for tonight?” Eric asked trying to ferret out why the change of heart. She shook her head.

  “No, Master.” Elizabeth was still looking up at his face. “I trust you.”

  “You obviously don’t trust me enough to tell me what’s bothering you.” Eric knew the observation was manipulative, but this was important. Something had upset Elizabeth to the point where she wanted to throw her submission training away. Eric knew how hard she had worked to get here, and he was going to fight for her whether she knew it or not.

  Elizabeth looked at Eric and then Calla. He could see the wheels turning in her head and wondered how she’d respond to his manipulation. It didn’t take him long to find out, her shoulders slumped, and her mouth turned down in a scowl.

  “Today, after work, my old boyfriend told me that if I didn’t do the training program with him, he would tell everyone I work with I was a member of The Cage.” Elizabeth’s eyes turned pleading as she looked between Eric and Calla. “I’m not ashamed of who I am, but I really need that job, and the people are really nice. I just don’t think they’d be very happy to keep me on if they knew about me.”