A Divine Life (The Divine Trilogy) (7 page)

While
his fingers danced over Samantha’s rosy flesh, his thoughts wandered to Catherine. Was she still napping off her session with Jonathan? How had she taken to Paige? If she was awake, were she and Paige getting cozy in a newfound friendship? So many questions made him itch with renewed energy, and his cock hardened. Should it have bothered him that the mere thought of his Irish lass got him hard, and not the naked woman he had right in front of him? Finishing Samantha’s back, he instructed her to roll over.

She
’d had the clamps on more than twenty minutes by that point, so Jayden removed them post haste. Noting the way her purple nipples hardened further when the blood rushed back into them, he scooped up some more of the cream with both hands and worked it into her tits, letting his slick fingers slip and pull over her nipples.

Samantha was writhing and moaning under his touch.

“You did very well, kitten. I think you’ve earned a special farewell. Lift your knees and spread your thighs for me.”

Jayden sat back
, giving her room to maneuver. Once Samantha had her arms hooked under her knees, and had pulled herself open, he lay down in front of her and started lapping at the abundance of fluid escaping her. Stiffening his tongue so that he could push it into her pussy like a little dick, he observed that while she tasted good, her flavor didn’t compare to his Catherine. Still, Jayden gave it his all, knowing this would be the final time; he nibbled on her lips, tongued her folds, and sucked her clit into his mouth.

“
Please, Sir, may your submissive come in your mouth?” she begged with a formalness he hadn’t heard from her in ages.

Instead of acknowledging Samantha
’s request, Jayden kept licking, and then slid two fingers into her soaking wetness. Her walls gripped his fingers at once, and her hips started rocking against his face.

“
Oh, dear lord. Please, Sir. May this girl come?” she screeched out in desperation.

The next few seconds were a blur of activity
while Jayden extracted his fingers and sat back. “Come!” was all he had to say before Samantha fell apart.

It was
fun watching her writhe while the moans poured from her mouth. Samantha still held her legs up and apart, her sex on full display while it pulsed and her thick come dribbled out of her. He waited for her movements to still before leaning down to give her one final lick, lapping up a mouthful of the essence that had dripped out of her.

“
Mmmm . . . Thank you, Sir,” Samantha said with a heavy, satisfied sigh.

Good to know one of us is
satisfied,
he thought ruefully, just as his phone chirped in his pocket with a personal email alert. Confused as to who might be sending him something right then, Jayden unhooked Samantha’s legs from her arms and helped straighten them out with hurried but gentle rubbing.

A bad feeling that something had
happened to Catherine came over him, and nothing else mattered anymore.

Th
e man’s sharp
tone made Catherine lower herself back over the counter at once, and for the time being, she forgot her distress over her Master.

“
There ya go, darlin’,” the voice continued, softer than before. “Paige was just following orders. Now, you wouldn’t want to be responsible for my yella rose getting a whippin’ for not obeying her Master, would you?”

That must be Sir Landon.

“No, Sir. This girl apologizes,” she whispered, dropping back into submissive mode with ease. Her tummy was getting full and tight with the warm liquid. It wasn’t the most comfortable feeling in the world, but she didn’t dare move from her position.

A rough
, callused hand caressed Catherine’s bottom, gave it a pinch, and then patted her, again making Catherine feel like an animal being checked over.

“
Alright, darlin’. All done. That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” he said after several minutes.

“
No, Sir.” In truth, Catherine was uncomfortable from the bloated feeling, but she was now worried about upsetting him and having him take it out on Paige.

“
That’s a good girl.” He chuckled. “You can go ahead and sit that pert ass of yours on the commode and empty yourself out. Let Paige take care of you with no further impertinence. Understand?” His voice was stern, but somehow comforting in its pleasant calmness. “I’ll be seeing you ladies soon.”

“
Aye, Sir. Thank you.”

She raised her gaze to the mirror to try to get a glimpse of Sir Landon
, but all she saw was a flash of his back when he walked away. From what Catherine could tell, he was tall and lean. She couldn’t help but notice his light, wavy, brown hair before her gaze settled on his nice, tight ass – unless his jeans were lying – and with a start, she recalled the night at D&D where she’d overheard Master talking about Sir Landon’s talent with piercing. That was what had led them to talk about the future possibility in the first place; she’d made it clear to him that she wanted it.

So much for that idea now. Why would a Master arrange for his submissive to be pierced when he was getting rid of her?

“Well, come on, Erin. You heard Master,” Paige snickered. “Sit that pert ass of yours down, and empty it all out!”

While n
ot pleased with the situation she was in, Catherine was desperate to get the pressure off her belly, so she lowered herself onto the cold seat. She experienced the instant relief of what felt like gallons of water – and other things – pouring out of her. Groaning, she tried to hide her face in her hands while the unladylike sounds continued from below her. “God, Paige, this is so embarrassing!”

Paige’s
whimsical laugh echoed around the bathroom. “That’s kind of the point, sweetie.” She put on a mock stern face and deepened her voice, “Humiliation is a Master’s best friend.”

They both erupted into a giggle fit at Paige
’s antics. The moment was therapeutic, and Catherine felt her mood lighten a bit.

“
Sorry, Erin. I guess you could say it’s a fetish of his from his ranch days.”

Taken aback
, Catherine gasped. “Are you saying he’s into bestiality?” She wouldn’t judge either of them if he was; it just wasn’t something that she could ever fathom participating in.

“
No, no! He didn’t get off on using enemas on the animals or anything like that! It was just a necessary part of taking care of them at times, and well, the idea stuck with him when he began his journey into this lifestyle.” She broke the silence of the moment with a light giggle. Paige directed Catherine after sticking her hand into the shower to check the temperature. “Okay, water’s warm, so in you go!”

Catherine wiped up
, wincing at the tenderness she felt after Paige’s earlier attentions to her nether regions, and stepped into the extra-large marble stall. There were multiple shower heads with different pressures raining down, filling the ample space with steam. The far wall had a bench seat with handles mounted on either side.

Paige
’s petite hand pressed into her back, pushing Catherine under the water. Its temperature seemed almost too hot at first, but when the hot spray started massaging into her sore muscles, she decided it was magnificent.

A purr rumbled in Catherine
’s chest while Paige undid her ponytail and scratched at her scalp, encouraging Catherine’s red locks to fall down her back. She arched back into the spray to ensure all her hair got wet before Paige spun her around so that her breasts were under the pelting water. Her nipples hardened, and she groaned.

The
fruity scent of the shampoo hit Catherine’s nose just before Paige’s hands found their way into her hair and began massaging it in. Catherine sighed when Paige started at the bottom of her hair, moving up to Catherine’s scalp, where she continued to gently scratch with her short nails.

“
Ugh, Paige. So good . . .” Catherine trailed off with a small whimper.

With a giggle
, Paige turned her around again to rinse the shampoo out before spinning Catherine once more and repeating the process with a thick, creamy conditioner, which she left in. She piled Catherine’s red hair atop her head and grabbed some pins to keep it there.

“
Now, scrub time!”

Catherine looked over her shoulder to see Paige pick up what looked like a
common kitchen brush with stiff bristles and put a big dollop of body wash on it. Beginning at Catherine’s shoulders, Paige worked the brush in a circular motion over her backside. Yet again, Catherine was turned around so Paige could carry on with her arms first, then thighs, then belly.

When the brush was placed against the edges of Catherine
’s breasts, she had to bite her tongue to keep from begging Paige to go faster, be rougher. Much to her dismay, Paige slowed her pace, leaving the submissive quivering and wanting. Paralyzed, all Catherine could do was watch while the brush swirled over her mounds in languid circles. At the feel of the rough bristles going across her nipples at last, Catherine clamped her teeth together, the air whistling through them while she exhaled.

Reveling
in the feelings was easy once she’d closed her eyes and let her head drop back. At the surprise of a warm mouth replacing the abrasive bristles Catherine jerked, the nipple popping out of Paige’s mouth with a delightful burn when her teeth dragged across the surface.

“
Erin, you know I’m following orders, but I also want to do this for you. Master doesn’t let me play with girls very often. Trust me, this is a treat.” There she went with that damn wink again.

Trust me.
Master’s words from that morning taunted Catherine, and she became determined. Pure pleasure and enjoyment were at her fingertips if she could ignore the sorrow that threatened to drown her, so ignore it she would. How could she not, considering Paige’s ministrations at that moment?

Blissful delight washed over Catherine when Paige closed her mouth over Catherine
’s nipple and suckled, drawing the peak out away from her body and stretching it with her lips before moving her teeth to the base and nipping. Tiny fingers latched onto the neglected nipple and mimicked the motions of Paige’s lips. After several minutes of Paige trading back and forth, Catherine dragged her eyelids open to glance down. Her nipples were elongated further than she’d ever seen them.

Paige chose that moment to lean back and admire her work.
“Almost perfect! I’ll keep working on them while we finish getting you ready.” Her words were cryptic, and she gave both of Catherine’s buds a sharp pull.

The desire built
, and Catherine felt her labia began to swell with a surge of the natural chemicals in her system. Again, her thoughts tried to wander, but this time, Catherine couldn’t stop them.

This is wrong
. No one but my Master should be pulling these feelings from me. But if I’m right and he wants to pass me off, then maybe that’s why I’m being subjected to all of this today. It’s his way of showing me that I can serve and be served by others. Even in his dismissal, he is still taking care of me.

Before Catherine could start crying over her abysmal situation
, Paige was yanking the pins from her hair and washing the conditioner out. That done, her nipples were then pinched and used as leads while Paige guided her from the shower. The women were silent while they dried off, and Paige produced a brown leash-type thing out of a basket on the shelf. One clasp was hooked to Catherine’s collar before she noticed the two extra lengths hanging from the main chain with clamps on the ends. These were applied to her stretched-out nubs with a quick, deft hand.

“
Paige,” Catherine sucked in some air to process the sharp bite, “Can I ask why all the nipple torture? Not that it feels bad; I’m just curious.” Her words were jarred by her panting.

Giving
her a quick grin, Paige chirped the two words that Catherine was beginning to hate: “Trust me!” before she walked out of the bathroom with Catherine in tow at the end of the leash.

It was a surprise when they returned to the massage room
, and rather than settle in to await the next scene, Paige took her to her earlier discarded stilettos. She assisted Catherine with stepping into them before leading her out the door into the hallway.

“
Paige, what about the customers?” Their nudity could be a shock to some poor, unsuspecting person.

“
Don’t worry, Erin. Should anyone happen to see us, they won’t be surprised by our presence—or lack of clothes.”

With a sarcastic roll of her eyes
, Catherine quipped, “Let me guess. Trust you?”

To which a beaming Paige nodded.

While they proceeded down the hall, it dawned on Catherine that it was very quiet, except for the soothing music being piped in through hidden speakers. Of course, the spa respected privacy, and all treatments were done in private rooms. What was missing was the soft chatter of customers behind the doors.

The noise level became inconsequential the moment Catherine was led into a new room
, this one labeled ‘Make Up’ with a brass door plate. Upon their entry, Paige gave the leash a firm tug, yanking the clamps and making Catherine squeak before Paige dropped the handle, easing the pain. With her hands free, she was able to open a bag that had been left just inside the door. Catherine let out a gasp at the gorgeous corset Paige extracted. With fabric the color of milk chocolate, it looked soft like doe skin and was trimmed with emerald green brocade.

“
Arms up, sweetie,” Paige requested, wrapping the corset around Catherine before doing the hook and eye closures that ran up the front.

It came to just below Catherine
’s waist, leaving her tummy and hips exposed at the bottom. The top edge was designed to be an under bust, therefore stiff boning was tucked under her breasts, lifting them up and out but leaving her throbbing nipples uncovered.

Paige pointed out the mirror to her right. The sight reflected back at
Catherine was beautiful and erotic.

The tawny color
of the corset reminded Catherine of Master’s eyes and the softness they often held when looking at her. The deep green trim made her think about how he would comment on her eyes and how they were capable of entrancing him, particularly when she was at her most aroused. Catherine shuddered; now was not the time to have such thoughts or to dwell on how much she would miss his eyes.

Seeming to know where Catherine
’s thoughts were headed, Paige jerked on the leash to get her attention. Compliant, she allowed herself to be led her over to a reclining cosmetologist chair, climbing in after being instructed to “Hop up” by Paige.

Paige began flittering around
, combing out Catherine’s hair and blow-drying it with a round brush, setting it in soft waves. Next was the touch up to her make-up. Given that she didn’t seem to take any time at all, she assumed Paige was keeping it light. However, when Paige held the mirror up for Catherine to see, she was left speechless. A pair of smoldering, smoky-green eyes peered back at her, and when she gave a half-hearted smile, the deep crimson lips in the mirror smiled, too.

“
Wow, Paige! I didn’t know I could look like this. Thank you.”

“
My pleasure, Erin. It’s easy when I have such an exquisite subject to work with!” She beamed, the pride in her work apparent. “Go ahead and rest a bit. Master will be in soon to start your next session. I just need to set everything up.”

Leaning back
, Catherine closed her eyes and soon dozed off to the sounds of Paige moving about, opening and closing drawers while humming to herself.