Tethered Trust: Book 2 (Limits of Love Series 3)

by Jade Royal

  “You trust me?”

  I swallowed hard. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Then where are you going, little girl?”

  With false bravado, I stepped forward. To me, this was just another affirmation that I was falling more and more under Master J’s spell. I looked down at my feet, afraid. I didn’t know if I could be all he needed. I didn’t know if I could ever come clean to him about the past that lurked over me every day. Eventually, he would require that I tell him everything. It would feel amazing to be able to be that free with him, but I could never put him in any danger. And if I ever needed to up and leave, he would be better off not knowing anything. I had to keep that in mind. I wanted to be that free, though. I made a decision, and that was to be as loyal as I could be to him. I wanted to enjoy my time with him for as long as I could. Carefully, I raised my dress above my knees and I gently lowered myself to the floor where I kneeled as gracefully as I could to prepare myself for whatever he had in store for me. I closed my eyes, and I waited.

  Chapter 21: Jamar

  I never thought for a minute that she would ever get to this point. But she was here, and all I needed to do was accept her submission. It was a moment I don’t think that I’ll ever forget. I walked over and placed a hand on the back of her neck, holding her firmly. Vanessa put her head against my leg and things felt... right. She had accepted our roles under a different circumstance. This wasn’t about healing, it was about a submissive needing her Dom. Tonight would be about absolute, unadulterated lust. Just the way that I wanted things to be.

  “Thank you for this gift.” I leaned down and took her lips, making her accept my will. Vanessa opened to me like a wildflower to the sun. She took what I gave and not anything less. We had all night, and I planned to take advantage of the time.

  “Stand.”

  Vanessa stood in front of me, and I moved her so we were underneath a hook that was bolted to the center of the ceiling. I massaged over her shoulders and arms, relaxing them.

  “I need you to stay with me as much as possible for what I have planned. I want to take my time tonight and bind you more than I ever have. You and that dress have sparked an idea. I want you in the confines of my rope more than before, and I want you at my mercy when I decide to take you. Can you handle that?”

  Vanessa moaned. “Please, Master J. Show me.”

  “Hands behind your back, girl.” Vanessa followed the instructions without hesitation.

  I made my first knot and pulled the two loops that were at the top of my rope over both of her hands and pulled them up and over her shoulders. I tightened the loops and went on with my next knot down her back, creating similar loops to put her arms through.

  “This is a dragonfly sleeve. By the time that I’m done your arms will be bound behind you. Let me know if you feel too much pressure in one spot, or if you feel tingling or numbness.”

  “Yes, Sir.” I could hear just a bit of slurring in her voice.

  “Stay with me, girl.”

  “I’m here. I’m focusing on your voice.”

  “Did you do any thinking about being my girl?”

  “I have, but you told me that you were going to explain it in more detail. What would it look like?”

  “It means that you’ll satisfy my every need, and I’ll satisfy yours. If I want to cuddle, you’ll curl up in my arms. If I want to fuck you into a coma, you’ll give me your body to use.”

  “Yes, Sir,” Vanessa said breathlessly.

  “It also means that I’m just as much a slave to your needs as you are to mine. But you have to communicate them to me.”

  I put rope cuffs onto the bottom of her sleeve and was finished with that section. I took another bundle of rope and unrolled it. I sat on the floor putting one of my legs through hers and lifted her dress to her hips. I took the bunched section and put it into her hands to hold.

  “Don’t let that go.”

  I kissed her thighs and across her panties. Vanessa hissed and I smiled, liking her acceptance of the things that I’d do to her. I began to harness her legs in rope, stroking the smoothness of her skin as I went. Her scent of arousal was driving me crazy being so close.

  “I’ve had a few relationships that were Daddy/girl but what I’ve noticed is that the relationships that don’t have that Daddy/girl element aren’t as satisfactory for me. A submissive’s role includes pleasing her Dominant by whatever means necessary, just as it is a Dominant’s responsibility to do the same. That’s why it’s important that their compatibility is strong, and that both partners understand the limits of the other person. I need that just as much as you need rope-play. That same feeling of freedom that you get while being bound is the same freedom I get when I’m in Daddy Dom mode.”

  “What does that mean that I’d have to do?”

  “Be yourself. You’re already bratty and sarcastic, which is fun by itself. We would need to continue to negotiate as we do now.”

  I finished up both legs and leaned forward to nip her pussy in front of my face. She moaned, swaying toward me. I nudged her panties out of the way and sucked on her clit long and slow. Her knees buckled, and I held on tightly, keeping her in place. Vanessa whimpered, and I licked over her slit repeatedly. I removed her panties, got up, and grabbed another bundle of rope. I used the rope on her thighs and shoulder to create a harness on her hip. I ran a strand of rope through her slick folds and placed a knot directly on her clit.

  “Sir, did you mean to do that?” she blurted.

  “Yes, I did. Is there a problem?” Vanessa tried to move to adjust it, but it stroked her clit instead. Vanessa moaned in distress.

  “No, Sir. Thank you.”

  “Good girl.” I squatted down between her legs and licked each side of her pussy. She was drenched, and I slid my tongue along her slit to lap at her sweetness. She’d gone from needy to desperate and I still wasn’t finished with her. I used some rope to hold her dress up in the back. Now her hands were free to fist in frustration.

  “I need an answer from you soon, girl.” My voice was gruff, conveying my need to take her. But I wasn’t done with my vision. I went over to my chest and took out my handmade blindfolds and gags.

  “Close your eyes.” Vanessa complied, and I secured the blindfold over her eyes and behind her head.

  “I’ll give you a taste of what being my girl would be like tonight. Maybe it will help to influence your decision.” I nibbled her lips and teased her mouth.

  “Please,” Vanessa moaned while trying to follow my movements.

  “Please, what?” I continued.

  “Please, Sir.”

  “Wrong. Try again.” I nipped her lip and she moaned at the pain.

  “Please, Master J.”

  “Wrong again. But hearing Master from your lips was no slight.” I nipped her harder, this time twice.

  “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

  “Wrong again, girl. One more try. If you guess wrong... this ends here. Think about it long and hard.”

  I kissed down her neck and sucked on her earlobes. Vanessa leaned into me as I pulled on her ear with my teeth. I whispered in her ear.

  “Don’t disappoint me, girl.” Vanessa whimpered, and I could feel the tremors racing through her. “Tell me what I want to hear.”

  “I don’t want to disappoint you, Daddy,” Vanessa whispered it, but I heard every single word. I growled before taking her lips hard, pleased at her response. I saw the tears and knew that she was relieved that she had gotten it right. I was more than pleased.

  “That’s my good girl. Very fucking good girl.” I pulled away, ready to fuck the life out of her, but I needed to make her understand what this could be like. Reluctantly, I put the gag into her mouth and tied it behind her head. Vanessa moaned around it and I smiled.

  “Listen to what I have to say.”

  Vanessa nodded, but tears continued streaming down her beautiful face. She would be a fine treat. I stroked her skin, keeping her on edge. I slid my fi
ngers through her folds and found her dripping wet and hot. I licked my fingers and she moaned hearing my lips release my finger.

  “Being my girl could mean anything from me picking out your clothes, watching you masturbate, you wearing pigtails, or us playing games, to me spanking you for doing something without permission. Baby girl, the opportunities are endless, and the key to it all is that every time that you please me, you’ll get rewarded. Every time that you make me unhappy, I’ll punish you. I’ll take care of you, and all you have to do is sit back and enjoy it.”

  I slid my fingers through her folds again and felt how soaked she was. I slid my fingers inside her weeping body and she gushed into my hand. She rocked back and forth to keep her balance, moaning loudly and grinding against my hand. My vote was that she liked what she heard. I chose not to point that out. I wanted her to come to me on her own, but I’d give her tonight to experience the possibilities.

  “That feels good to Daddy’s girl, huh?”

  Vanessa moaned and nodded in agreement. “Please, Daddy,” she said around the gag. It was muffled but the words couldn’t be confused.

  “Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!”

  Something in my head short-circuited and whatever I had planned to do died as she begged. I picked her up and bent her over the back of the couch where I spread her legs. I took a condom out of my wallet as I slid out of my pants. The wrapper was thrown on the floor as I sheathed myself, moved the rope teasing her aside, and then home inside of her. She was tight, wet, and hot. Ready. Vanessa came immediately and was shaking from the shock of it all. She screamed loudly. I removed the gag so that I could hear her better the next time.

  “You need permission to come the next time.” I commanded. I was wound so tight that I knew it was going to be a rough ride.

  “Yes, Sir. Daddy, I don’t think I can again.”

  “You will.”

  Vanessa’s orgasm had been taken, and now I was more concerned about building mine. I held on to her hips and pounded away inside her. I went deep, hitting that spot over and over relentlessly. Her moans and cries only fueled me to take her rougher and harder. The skin on skin slapping was like thunder claps in the room, and yet it, too, made me fiercer in my attempt to conquer her body.

  “Daddy, please!”

  I ignored her pleas and changed my angle to hit her g-spot mercilessly. It was as if someone had taken air from her lungs as she tried to breathe. I smacked her ass and she groaned loudly.

  “Breathe for me, girl. Focus on making me feel good.”

  I felt her walls clench and I swore. “Shit!”

  Vanessa realized the power that she held there and did it again. “Fuck, sweet girl.”

  As she clenched me, I hit her spot and she spasmed hard. I didn’t let up, and I held onto my orgasm knowing it’d be so much sweeter if she came with me.

  “Please, Daddy!” Her voice was slurred, and I knew she was seconds from flying apart.

  “Hold on just a bit more, girl.”

  My movements became jerky as I sought to bring us to completion. The edges of my vision grayed out, and I knew I was flying, too. I lost focus as the pain in my groin kicked in from denying myself for so long. Vanessa sobbed loudly and was begging through her cries.

  “Come for Daddy, sweet Nessa.”

  Her orgasm was so powerful that her spasms caused my own to rip from me. I closed my eyes tightly as I grew numb all over. Fireworks went off behind my eyelids in black and white splashes. I held on tightly to her hips as the pulsing jets of cum released into her warmth.

  I stumbled backward, drunk off her. Vanessa groaned but didn’t move. I took a moment to regain my sanity, but I continued to float. The high I rode was so good that I knew I needed it on film. I grabbed my camera and photographed my beautiful victim. After I exhausted the angles, I picked her up, took the camera, and headed to my bedroom.

  I laid her down, removed her bra, dress, and shoes, and all the rope from her luscious body. I put her underneath the blankets and went to grab water and chocolate. I made us a late-night snack of deli sandwiches and nacho chips with cheese. I took the tray upstairs to find Vanessa sitting up in bed, admiring the marks on her skin from the rope. I sat everything down and made my way across the bed to kiss her.

  “How are you, love?”

  “A bit sore but very, very good, Sir.”

  “I’ll run you a bath in a bit. Let’s rebuild that energy of yours first.”

  I fed her the sandwich, chips, cheese, and chocolate until she was full. I gave her the water, and as she drank, I finished off the tray. When I was done, I took off my jeans and got back into bed. She cuddled against me, rubbing my chest slowly. This was what I wanted on a regular basis. Contentment.

  “That was amazing,” Vanessa sighed.

  “Right, I know. I could get used to that.” Vanessa kissed my chest and began sucking on my nipples. “Easy girl, you’re sore.”

  “I know but it doesn’t make me want you less.”

  I stretched my neck, trying to shake off the pull that she was having over me. “This is the perfect way to get punished, girl. Behave.” I grabbed a bottle of water and drank it in one go.

  “You would punish me for trying to please you?”

  “No, I would punish you for being disobedient.”

  Vanessa kissed over my abdomen and drew closer to my groin. I moaned but grabbed her hair, ceasing her movements to go lower. “Behave, girl. This is my last warning.”

  “Yes, Sir. I understand.” I then felt her hands stroking me, and my head dropped back. Her hands were soft, but her grip grew firmer as she got to the tip. My hand loosened in her hair, and she moved her head to the tip of my dick.

  “Don’t you dare,” I spoke but my warning sounded feeble to even my ears.

  “Daddy, you’ve already warned me about my punishment. I’ll bend over and take it gladly, Sir.”

  Vanessa slowly licked from the base to the tip and across the slit housing a bit of precum. I groaned, losing a bit of the control that I never really had. Before I could say anything, Vanessa slid my now erect shaft into her mouth and took in as much as she could without choking. My hand found her head and I gripped it tightly. I pulled her head away from the base and then she slid back into place. We did this a few times before I started to fuck her mouth earnestly.

  Vanessa moaned and took what I gave her. When it was time for me to come, she stopped and straddled my lap facing the foot board. She bent over, and I could see how wet she was. Her need was glistening over her lips and was now dripping down her clit and onto my shaft.

  “I’m ready for my punishment, Sir.” I was just at her entrance and knew this would be bad.

  “Hold still.” I spanked her hard with my hand. “This is for sucking me without permission.” I spanked her some more. “This is for stopping.” Three more hits. “This is for topping from the bottom.” I looked at how red she was, and I delivered three more blows with both of my hands. “This is for being a disobedient, spoiled girl.” I delivered two more blows and heard her cry out. “That is because I want to fuck you so bad now.” The final blow made her shift upwards and then back. When she did, she slid me right inside of her. I froze.

  “Vanessa, don’t move.” I breathed through the situation, trying to gain my composure so that I couldn’t blow inside her.

  Vanessa looked over her shoulder at me and I saw the tears on her face. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Damn you feel fucking amazing skin to skin.” I felt her clench her walls and I moaned. “Don’t do that, Vanessa.”

  Vanessa sighed.

  “Slide up and I’ll grab a condom.”

  Vanessa nodded and complied. She then lowered herself slowly moaning. “Daddy, please just fuck me already.”

  “Watch your mouth,” I said, not really able to say much else. I couldn’t deny how badly I wanted to take her right now. I could feel how wet she was, and I knew that she was playing with fire.

  Vanessa rotated her hips bac
kwards and forwards grinding against me. I smacked her ass and she moved harder. “Fuck!”

  I rolled her off of me and grabbed a condom quick. Once I was sheathed, I climbed on top of her and fucked her hard. She wrapped her legs around me and I grew more frenzied. I leaned down to suck her nipples and her moans grew louder.

  “You thought you were being cute, didn’t you?” Vanessa smiled a bit before I fucked that smile right off her face. I felt my orgasm and knew that it was time to deliver the ultimate punishment. “Don’t you come.”

  “But Daddy, I...”

  “No! You better not.” I hit her g-spot repeatedly using the spasms to set me off. I came and Vanessa realized the problem quickly. She gasped, and I saw the tears well up in her eyes.

  “Bad girls don’t get to come.” I said through panting. I rolled over to catch my breath and started to drift asleep. I pulled Vanessa close and pulled the blanket over us. “It’s bedtime, sweet girl. We’ll talk about it in the morning. No touching my pussy either.”

  I heard her sniffle. “Yes, Sir.”

  During the night, I woke twice more, taking release and letting her find none. Each time she grew more and more needy and shed more tears. When I finally awakened that Sunday morning, I was feeling great. I looked around and didn’t see Vanessa anywhere. Her dress was still draped over the chair in my room, so she couldn’t have gone far. I pulled on a pair of boxers and headed to find my missing girl.

  I heard Vanessa before I saw her. “Did you sleep well in my bed?... I bet you did. Are you dressed and ready to go to church with Nana?... What are you wearing?”

  Vanessa was wearing her panties and my t-shirt that I’d been wearing yesterday. She looked delicious as she moved about in my kitchen. I sat on the barstool at the island, watching her cook. From what I could tell, she was frying ham, potatoes, and eggs. The flour on the counter, upside down flour covered glass, and the dough marks indicated that homemade biscuits were in the oven. I smiled, loving how she was just carrying on. She still hadn’t noticed me.