A Passionate Discovery (Self-Discovery Series) (27 page)

Carla
hesitated for a few moments, summoning up the courage to voice what was on her
mind. “Well, I um, I noticed that, well, none of what’s happened tonight has
revolved around sex. Is that normal? Or are you just doing that because we’re
here?” She found it a little surprising that nothing sexual had happened.

“That’s a
very good question. With our lifestyle it is a choice between the partners
involved. I prefer not to have sexual relations with my submissives. Many
submissives find what they are seeking without the need for sexual involvement,
as do many dominants.”

“Thank
you, I honestly didn’t know this happened without the, um, other stuff.” She
blushed deeply as she spoke.

“Jason
mentioned you are very new to this lifestyle when we spoke on the phone. I
think you’ll discover many things as the years go by, you have a wonderful teacher.”

“Mistress,
may I beg permission to be excused?” Travon didn’t like interrupting but his
bladder was full to bursting.

“Be glad I
know just how new our guest is. I am going to grant your request and not use it
against you, now go!”

“Thank
you, Mistress.” Knowing how angry she got when he had to stop a session he all
but ran from the room.

Carla
jumped at the command in Dominique’s voice and Jason chuckled. “Should I let
you take Travon’s place while he’s gone, sweetheart?”

Not
realizing that Jason was joking Carla turned and buried her face in his
shoulder, holding him tight.

Dominique
laughed aloud. “I would love a chance to play with her, Jason, but girls really
aren’t my thing.” She decided to give his pet a break since it was apparent she
was terrified he’d ask it of her.

Carla felt
like crawling over and kissing the woman’s feet in gratitude for her words,
instead she just hung on to Jason. “Thank you, Mistress,” she added the
respectful word without even thinking about it.

“I think
we will call it a night, Dominique,” Jason said suddenly. “Watching you has put
me in the mood to play with my girl a little.” He stood, still with Carla in
his arms, and waited while she lowered her feet to the floor and got her
balance.

“It’s a
shame you feel you need to leave so soon, but I think I understand,” she said
with a knowing arch of her brow. If she had a new toy like Carla to play with
she would definitely want to spend time breaking them in properly. “It was nice
having you join us Jason, and you, Carla, a pleasure to have met you.”

“Please
try to get to New York again soon; it would be wonderful to have you back home
again.” Crossing the room he gave Dominique a quick hug. “Please let your pet
know we enjoyed his performance tonight.”

“I’ll be
sure to do that.” She turned a warm smile on Carla then. “I hope we meet again,
soon, perhaps when you have explored this lifestyle some more. I am sure my pet
would be delighted to submit to you again when you have more experience.”

Carla
blushed hotly and smiled timidly. “Thank you, Mistress; it was an honor meeting
you and Travon.”

Leaving
the house the waiting limousine drove them back to the dock, where they climbed
into the powerboat and were whisked back across the water to their hotel. The
journey was made in a companionable silence and was over before either of them
realized it.

Carla’s
mind was on the other side of the lifestyle that she had been shown by
Dominique and Travon, and the discovery that sex didn’t have to feature in it. Jason’s
mind, in the meantime, was on his dungeon back home, and the toys he couldn’t
wait to use on his beautiful girl.

When they
made it to their suite Jason took Carla straight through the bedroom where he
undressed her quickly, and had her underneath him even quicker. He gave her no
time to react as his fingers slid down her flat stomach, over her bare mound,
and then caressed her until she was arching against his hand in need.

“I wanted
to see you stretched out on that wall tonight, sweetheart, my whip coming down
on that lovely skin of yours,” he told her as he parted her thighs and slid
himself into her velvet sheath, making her moan in pleasure. “I can’t wait to
get you home,” he pulled himself almost all the way out, “and show you all the
different ways I can make you feel.” He thrust into her, impaling her fully on
his large cock.

Carla
gasped as he stretched her deliciously, filling her core. His hands took hold
of her hips, pulling her onto his as he thrust into her hard, again and again.
She didn’t know what had come over him but she loved the wildness she sensed in
him and the feel as he drove his length into her over and over.

By the
time they both found release she was breathless, and holding on to him for dear
life. “Wow, Sir,” she giggled when she could catch her breath. “That was
amazing.”

“Damn you
turn me on,” he said with a chuckle, turning her over while still half-hard
inside her tight glove. “You’d better do the riding now, we don’t want you so
sore you can’t walk tomorrow.”

With a
little awkwardness, the position was unfamiliar to her; Carla lifted herself up
and down on his huge length until she found a rhythm. She didn’t think it was
possible to cum again, not so soon, but as his body tensed she was surprised to
find herself crying aloud as she found release.

It wasn’t
until he came, filling her with his seed, that Jason suddenly remembered he
wasn’t protected. “Shit!” he swore, pulling himself from her hurriedly. “Damn,
baby, I’m sorry, I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking.”

Carla
could only stare at him, confused by his strange behavior. “What, Sir?”
Bewildered she watched as he paced the room, a worried look on his face.

Running a
hand through his hair Jason turned to her and grunted, “I forgot to put on a
damned condom.” He had never made a mistake as stupid as that before, he was
always very careful about using protection. “Shit, shit, shit, baby. Okay, well
damn it, I can’t change what’s happened; we’ll just have to deal with any
consequences that might arise.”

It was
several minutes before Carla realized what Jason meant and when it came to her
she went white. “You mean I could get pregnant?” Getting pregnant was
definitely not in her plans; she had no desire to have a family. At least she
had never considered it before then, but now she found the idea of having a
baby interesting.

“Don’t
worry about it, sweetheart,” Jason said reassuringly. “If that happens we’ll
take care of it, together, okay?” He couldn’t believe he had been so stupid;
his desire for her was taking over and causing him to make mistakes, mistakes
he would never have made before.

“Um,
okay.” After the initial shock Carla found herself calming down as she realized
the chances of her getting pregnant just then were very slim.

“Let’s get
a shower.” He was still freaked over his fuckup but knew she needed to wash her
piercing, not only that there wasn’t much he could do right then except hope.

After they
showered they returned to the bed, where it took Jason hours to fall asleep. He
had to get a handle on himself, that much was clear, if he didn’t then there
was every chance he would have more to worry about than a pregnancy scare, and
that was enough of a worry in itself.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

After a
restless night Jason woke and got out of bed. His sleep, which always before
had been deep and untroubled, had been disturbed but his concerns over his
carelessness with Carla. An unplanned pregnancy was not something to be taken
lightly, especially in his book, not when he had taken such pains to maintain
control of his life.

Birth
control was definitely going to be something they took care of as soon as they
returned home he decided while ordering room service.

Waking, Carla
rolled over in bed; immediately she noticed the empty spot where Jason should
have been and pushed herself up on her elbow. The sunlight pouring in through
the thin curtains gave her no clue what the time was so she looked over at the
clock on the bedside table. It was already gone nine, she saw, so she wasn’t
surprised that Jason was no longer next to her.

Reluctantly
she threw back the thin sheet that covered her and got to her feet. Crossing to
the closet she took out a robe and pulled it on before making her way out into
the main room of the suite.

Jason
smiled when he saw Carla. “I’ve ordered breakfast, sweetheart, we’ve got a busy
day ahead of us.” He watched her as she approached and felt his body tighten in
need. He couldn’t believe what she was doing to his libido. He’d always enjoyed
sex, and had a good appetite for it, but with her it was like he couldn’t get
enough and he didn’t know what it was about her that did it. “How did you
sleep?” he asked.

Joining
him at the kitchen island Carla settled herself on one of the stools. “Like a
baby, Sir, and you?” He looked so damned sexy sitting there in just his shorts,
his bare chest, smooth and tanned, had her blushing as her thoughts went south.

Jason
growled softly, leaning over to give her a quick peck on the lips. “Baby, if
you don’t stop looking at me like that we’re going to give room service
something to talk about.” Chuckling at her blush he was relieved that a knock
came at the door just then, preventing anything happening.

He quickly
opened the door so the lady with their room service could enter, and then
tipped her generously as she left. “You’d better get your fill, sweet girl; we
have a lot to accomplish before we leave tonight.”

Carla
found her thoughts were about as far from food as they could be after his
comment and with a grin she asked him, “Are we still talking about breakfast,
Sir?” She did her best to keep her tone innocent but had to bite her lip to
keep from laughing.

“You’re
insatiable.” He chuckled. “And yes, we are talking about food, because if you
don’t eat you’ll wither away, especially with the plans I have for you today.”
Shaking his head at her playful mood he uncovered the trays and sat beside her
to eat.

Giving Jason
a pout that was only half serious Carla allowed her mind to focus on the
breakfast he had ordered. She hadn’t thought she was hungry when she first
woke, but the aroma of the food woke her appetite and in no time at all she had
cleaned her plate. “That was delicious, Sir,” she said, sitting back and
sipping her coffee.

“I’m not
feeding you enough,” Jason remarked, remembering they hadn’t even had dinner
the previous evening. “I apologize for forgetting dinner yesterday; there
really is no excuse for forgetting something so important.” Once again he was
hit with the reality that he wasn’t acting much like her Master. His role was
about much more than simply ensuring that she pleased him and punishing her
when she didn’t; it was his job to make sure she was taken care of, and he was
failing miserably at that.

“Honestly,
Sir, it’s not your fault, I didn’t think about it either.” She couldn’t
understand why he was so serious, it was just a missed meal; she had missed
enough meals over the years through studying to know that it wouldn’t hurt her.

“You shouldn’t
have to think about it, sweetheart, it’s my job as your Master, and you have my
word, I will focus more on your needs.” He had let control of the relationship
slip through his fingers, distracted by his overwhelming passion for her, but
that was over now, he decided firmly. “If you’ve finished eating I suggest you
get dressed, I’m taking you to work with me this morning.”

Pushing away
his tray Jason got to his feet and stalked into the bedroom, his mood dark as
he contemplated the changes that needed to happen. He dressed quickly in a dark
navy business suit, white dress shirt and conservative tie, doing so
distractedly, his mind wrapped up in thoughts of what he needed to accomplish
in order to take back control of the situation between him and Carla.

He was
dressed in fifteen minutes, and once done he left the bedroom to make a few
calls and completed his arrangements for the day. He had intended making the
arrangements the previous evening but had been distracted upon their return to
the hotel.

Once she
had washed and done her teeth Carla returned to the bedroom, where she pulled
open the closet and ran her hand over the outfits in front of her.

Since she
was going to work with Jason, Carla didn’t think a mini-dress was all that
appropriate. That left her with just one outfit she could wear, the only
remotely sensible outfit she had brought with her, and she dressed quickly in
the black pencil skirt, which fell to her knees, a white butterfly collared
shirt, and flat dress shoes.

Dressed,
she fixed her hair, choosing to wrap it up in a twisted flip, which she felt
was professional enough to be worn to an office, while still being a little
stylish. Stepping back from the dressing table she studied herself in the floor
length mirror for a moment. She nodded her head briefly in satisfaction and
turned away to head for the door.

She had no
clue why Jason was in such overpowering Dom mode, but it seemed pointless to
suggest that she should stay home while he went to work. It was clear that he
wasn’t going to listen to her if she brought the subject up, and in truth she
was curious to know exactly what his work involved.

“Perfect,”
Jason said with a nod of his head as he ran his eyes over her, checking her
outfit. “Let’s go.” He had finished making his arrangements and there was just
enough time for them to stop by the beach front property he had acquired, but
only if they left right then and they encountered no delays.

After the
hotel’s powerboat dropped them off at the dock on Playa Del Carmen, one of the
larger islands in the chain, they climbed into the back of the limousine that
was waiting for them. Jason gave directions to the driver and then settled
back, using the drive to reflect on the situation between him and Carla.

Carla knew
something was off by the look on Jason’s face as the luxury car took them to
their destination. He paid no attention to her during the short drive, not even
glancing in her direction, which she found disconcerting. She wanted to ask him
what was up, but given his mood that morning, and the way he was clenching and
releasing his fist, she didn’t think it was a good idea.

When the
limousine finally stopped, and they got out, Carla found that their destination
was an abandoned hotel. Looking up at it Carla wasn’t impressed, most of the
windows, at least the ones she could see, were broken and the main doors were
hanging off their hinges. In her opinion the hotel needed knocking down; she
couldn’t imagine why Jason would have bought such a place.

“Is this
the new property, Sir?” she asked, trying not to reveal her opinion of it in
either her face or her voice.

“Yes.” His
voice was distant as his eyes wandered over the building before them, and then
moved on to the grounds it sat in, what was visible of them anyway. “It has a
beautiful private beach, which of course is the best feature of the property,
and spacious grounds. With some reconstruction it will be one of the most
magnificent properties on the island.”

“If you
say so, Sir.” Carla couldn’t keep her doubt from her voice that time and
hurriedly looked around to be sure she hadn’t given offence. She was relieved
when Jason’s response was a laugh.

“I do, sweetheart,
I do.” He continued to laugh. “This is my business, and I am very good at it.
The building may not look like much at the moment, but in a couple of months
you won’t recognize it.

“You are
seeing it for what it is now, and I admit, that isn’t all that impressive, but
I see it for what it can be. Come, we have just enough time for me to show you
the beach, perhaps that will persuade you that I made the right decision in
buying this property.” With that he led the way along a barely visible path
that headed for the corner of the building.

It took
them a few minutes to reach the beach and when they did Jason stepped aside and
Carla stopped dead in her tracks. “Wow!” Her reaction to her first sight of the
beach was all he needed, to know he had made the right decision.

“Do you
like it?” he asked with a smile.

“It’s,
it’s just wow, Sir,” Carla said after she found her voice again. The beach
before her was the most beautiful she had ever seen. “How could anyone have let
the hotel get like that when they’ve got a beach like this?”

“Some
people just don’t have a head for business; they can have everything going for
them and still fail. Fortunately for me I heard about this place; I’ve had my
eye on it for a while, waiting for the perfect time to buy.”

They stood
there for a few moments longer, enjoying each other’s company as they watched
the waves lap at the beach, and then Jason glanced at his watch. “We’d better
get going, sweetheart,” he said. “We’ve stayed as long as we can.”

“Yes,
Sir.” Reluctantly Carla turned away from the beautiful view before her and
followed Jason back to the limousine.

Jason was
silent for the first few minutes as the car pulled away from the hotel and
headed down the road. Finally he turned to Carla. “What thoughts are going
through that pretty little head of yours?” he asked, studying her face. He was
back in control of himself and felt able to relax.

“Nothing
much, Sir. I was just thinking about how beautiful it is down here. I wish I
could stay forever, all this sun, and the beautiful scenery, I could get used
to it.”

“I love it
here as well. I try to make it down at least twice a year, when business
permits. I don’t often have the excuse of business to come down, but I still
get away from New York when I can.

“Usually I
stay at the resort, where we are staying now; but that will change once I get
the new place refurbished. Perhaps when it is finished you can help me name
it.”

Carla felt
a warm glow spread through her at the thought that he would trust her enough to
name a resort. It brought a silly grin to her lips that she couldn’t seem to
get rid of, despite her best efforts, and she had to keep her head turned away
from Jason, ostensibly so she could look out the window at the scenery, to
prevent him seeing it.

“Here we
are,” Jason said after they had been driving almost forty minutes. “Don’t
worry; I think you’ll enjoy my staff.”

“I’m sure
I will, Sir,” Carla responded, wondering at the cause of the devious smile that
crossed his face. She wasn’t sure why it should matter if she enjoyed his
staff, which she found an odd way to phrase things, since they were leaving
that night.

When she
had been helped from the limousine by Jason she found herself looking at a
building that was bigger than she had expected. It was not only bigger than the
buildings around it; it was more utilitarian and businesslike, which made it
stick out uncomfortably from those surrounding it.  “This is pretty impressive,
Sir,” Carla said, feeling the need to say something.

“We are
only renting one of the floors here,” Jason told her. “I have a small group of
lawyers that handle my work down here, mostly property contracts, and they
don’t need much space.”

An entire
floor in this massive building; that seemed like a lot of space for just a
small group of people to work in, Carla thought to herself. Pushing the thought
from her mind she followed Jason into the great glass building and over to a
pair of elevators.

The doors
on the left hand elevator slid open the moment Jason pressed the button to
summon them and Carla was caught by surprise as he pulled her in after him.
Before the doors had closed, or she could react, he had her in his arms and was
kissing her deeply.

He didn’t
break the kiss until they reached their floor, and when he did Carla could only
stare up at him in shock at his behavior. “I needed to get that out of my
system,” he said with a wink before leading her out of the lift and along a
carpeted hallway.

Reaching
the end of the long hallway he swung open a set of polished double doors and
ushered her inside. She smiled at Daniel and then looked around the large oval
executive table at the dozen strangers there. They all stood when they noticed Jason
and he placed a hand on the small of her back as he guided her toward the head
seat. “Please be seated, we have much to discuss and I’d like to get started
immediately.”