Bondage Seduction (8 page)

Tears were spilling down her cheeks. She was so beautiful, he was getting a case of blue balls just playing with her.

“But you haven’t earned it yet. Four. Just one away. I think you should beg for it, baby.”

Her eyelids fluttered then sprang wide as he swirled his thumb directly over her clit and stroked back and forth over that special place inside.

He smiled as she screamed, “Please!”

It was muffled by her drenched panties, but he could understand her. “Five.”

As she writhed across his lap, he feared he’d come. Her rocking back and forth along his cock had him strung almost as tight as she was. Her satisfied screams were music to his ears. With his right hand, he slid her panties over her head and stuffed them into the waistband of his pants. His fingers still buried deep inside her, he bent down and kissed her. Once he pulled away from her succulent lips, he wiped the tears from her cheeks.

“You did well, my pet. I’m proud of you.”

Meri relaxed into his palm as he felt a weight dropped onto his legs. He looked up to see that André had put a blanket within reach. Ted smiled at his friend, grateful he’d taken the time to make sure Ted had what he needed to care for Meri.

Gently, he pulled from Meri’s pussy, licked the wetness from his fingers and removed the cuffs. Ted massaged her limbs. The position was a relatively easy one, but for a newbie it could still be daunting. Once he felt her muscles relax, he drew her against his chest and kissed her forehead. After draping a blanket around her, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, willing his erection to ease up a bit.

Ted focused on the feel of Meri in his arms. A peace, like what he’d felt the night before, fell over him. Her scent surrounded him, aroused him, but also comforted him. He was content to just sit and hold her. His time with Meri was precious, and he wanted more…damn it.

One thing Meri had learned this evening, she wasn’t cut out for casual sex. The thought of submitting to another Dom left her cold. Ted was the man she wanted and Ted was the man she’d get. On those rare occasions when something truly mattered to her, she would never accept defeat. That was the only reason why her divorce from Dan hadn’t destroyed her. She’d realised staying true to herself mattered, and a husband who didn’t give a shit that he was trampling her dreams and pushing her to become something she’d never wanted, didn’t.

Maybe she and Ted weren’t the next great romantic couple of their time, but she wouldn’t find out unless she gave it a shot. Ted had said he wasn’t a mind reader and that was probably true. He did, however, have an uncanny ability to know just what she needed.

When he’d ordered her to take off her panties, she’d almost come on the spot. Earlier that evening, as she’d put them on, she’d suspected he’d be displeased. Secretly, she’d hoped he would spank her. Never had she imagined he’d stuff them in her mouth. Holy hell, that was hot.

“How are you doing, little one?”

Ted’s deep voice rumbled over her, leaving a safe, warm feeling in its wake. She nodded, hoping he’d accept that as an answer.

“You put more than your toes in the water this time.”

“Yes, I did, and I enjoyed every minute of it.” Ted was a confident man, but Meri thought everyone could use a little validation.

“Glad to hear it, pet. Your mind wandered a bit during the presentation. I’m not sure how much you learned about zippers.” Ted wore an evil smile that curled Meri’s toes.

“I understand the basic concept.” And frankly it didn’t do much for her.

“Still, I feel guilty for taking away your opportunity to learn about the subject. Please allow me to give you a first-hand demonstration of the technique.”

Oh crap
.
Well, let’s go with honesty and see where that leads.
“From what I saw, I think we can skip the tutorial. It didn’t really look like something I want to experience personally.”

“I believe you’re wrong and since I’m your Dom this evening, it’s my opinion that we’ll be following. According to your interest inventory, you checked a desire to experience sensation play and zippers fall into that category. So, again, I remind you of your choices—safeword or comply.”

“Ouchy, stingy, burny weren’t the sensations I was thinking of when I marked that box, but I did, so I’ll face the consequences of that decision and remember to revise my choices next time,” she grumbled with a bite to her voice.

Ted laughed long and hard, making her do the same. “You are a delight, my pet. Now up you go.” He braced his arm so she could use him to help her stand.

Once she was on her feet, she quickly adjusted her top to cover her breasts then reached down to give him a hand. He was wearing boots and had been sitting a long time. The look he gave her made her smile all over again. Utter annoyance clouded his face as he disregarded her hand. Making it appear easy, he glided his large, sexy body to his full height in one smooth motion.
Okay, the man must live in the gym.

“My toy bag is in my office. Come with me. Every time I leave you alone for a moment, I find you chatting it up with another Dom. Makes me think I’m not keeping your thoughts occupied.”

She reached down and began folding the blanket. “You were on my mind all day and even invaded a dream or two last night.”
Oh, dear Lord.
Why did she admit that? She would keel over from embarrassment if he asked her about her dreams. “Can I have my underwear back, please, Sir?” she added quickly, in hopes of changing the subject.

“No, I think not. In fact you’re going to lift your skirt up in the back so I can see that beautiful ass of yours as we walk to my office.”

Meri thought about it for a second or two and decided that was definitely better than discussing her very naughty dreams, so after an exaggerated sigh, she did as he’d instructed. With a quick glance over her shoulder to make sure he was watching, she wiggled her hips playfully.

Immediately he circled her waist with his left arm and gave her a whale of a smack along both ass cheeks. “That’s for giving me attitude about the zippers.” As she started to pull away, he tightened his hold and let her have another stinging swat. “That’s for acting like following my orders is such a hardship. Would you like another?”

“Yes, please, Sir. May I have another?” She looked him straight in the eye, wondering what his reaction would be.

Ted raised one eyebrow just the slightest bit before he growled and picked her up in a fireman’s carry. With her ass on display for anyone they encountered, he walked calmly to his office.

The blanket was still in her hands and was trailing down his back as her hips dug into his shoulder. Every step he took was jarring, but the feel of his strong arm locking her legs to him was definitely worth the discomfort. Even perched on his shoulder at an odd angle, she felt safe. She knew he wouldn’t allow her to get hurt. What a heady feeling that was.

As soon as they were in his office, he slid her down his body and onto her feet. “You are playing with fire, little one,” he warned.

While she finished folding the blanket, Meri looked around his office. They had similar tastes, dark woods and mocha leather furnishings. He had two monitors and several files on his desk. The office had a well-used feel to it. Ted spent a lot of time in here. She’d never really considered how much work must go into running a club like this. She wouldn’t even know where to begin.

Her expertise was fairly narrow, but her instincts were spot on. She had a gift for recognising which companies would prosper and which would fail. Many of the leading national financial institutions had courted her, offering large salaries, golden parachutes and fringe benefits if she would go to work for them. None of it appealed to Meri. She was homegrown and wanted to stay that way. Money was a safety net and nothing more. Dan hadn’t understood her choices. He’d tried to bully and coerce her into accepting a particularly enticing position in New York City. Once she’d made it clear she wouldn’t take the job, he’d packed his things and moved in with the girlfriend she hadn’t known he’d had.

She’d floundered for a while, but she was back on track. No one would ever force her to do anything she wasn’t on board with. Not even the handsome man leaning his scrumptious ass against a desk nearly identical to hers. She knew in the morning she’d be thinking naughty thoughts instead of focusing on risk analysis, but she didn’t care. Ted was worth it.

“So, my pet, you desire another spanking. I’d be happy to oblige, but we have a few matters to address first. Undress for me and kneel at my feet like a good submissive.”

Meri wasn’t sure what he had planned, and she liked it that way. The unknown had a certain appeal to her. They were no longer in a play area, in fact this was an employee only section, so she doubted if the monitors patrolled this area. She considered the ramifications of that and dismissed them. Her gut told her Ted was a stand-up guy and if she safeworded he’d stop. It was foolhardy to trust someone so quickly, and she’d be appalled if any of her friends took such a risk, yet she knew she was safe.

Meri laid the blanket on the couch then slowly unhooked one closure at a time. By the fifth one, Ted stepped forward, placed one hand on each side of the bodice and slid the left side behind the right, instantly freeing each hook for its eye.

“You’ve kept these tits hidden from me long enough.” He tossed it onto his couch. “Off with the skirt and get down on your knees. We have a few things to work out.”

Meri stepped out of the skirt and threw it on top of her corset. Ted was back to leaning against his desk. She walked to a foot or so away from him and sank to her knees. With her hands behind her back, she looked up at him and waited.

“I enjoy playing with you, Meri, but you told me last night you ultimately wanted a committed relationship. I do not. You need to understand that before we go forward. The whole ‘settle down with one woman and buy a condo together’ thing just doesn’t do it for me. If you’re all right with that and do not harbour thoughts that I will eventually change my mind, then I’d be happy to train you or occasionally scene together. The choice is yours.”

Maybe he was a mind reader and didn’t know it. Hadn’t she just been thinking she wanted a relationship with him? Now he was making it clear it wouldn’t be happening. She’d also thought,
Oh, given time, he’ll reconsider
. Nope, he’d promptly shot that one down too. Maybe this was the standard ‘Dom laying down the law to the newbie submissive’ speech, and it wasn’t aimed directly at her, but it sure felt custom tailored to dash all her hopes.
Damn it.

“What does training entail?”

From this position, Ted was really tall. She’d have to remember to put more space between them.

“You would have a set of edicts to follow. You would check in with me each evening, either in person, via telephone or Skype. I would introduce you to the world of D/s and once we were through, you’d know exactly what you liked and didn’t like. You would be able to find a Dom that would be suited to your needs.”

“What sort of edicts?” Except for the ‘find a Dom’ part, the idea appealed to her.

“You would only scene with me. We would train your ass to take my cock and you would, as instructed, wear a plug in that beautiful butt of yours to help prepare you. We would also work on building your control.”

“So during the time that you’re training me, we’d remain monogamous?”

“I didn’t say that. I said you would follow my orders only, scene with me only. If you played with others, their commands may be counter to mine and therefore, I cannot allow that. A submissive does not issue orders”—he shrugged—“therefore it doesn’t matter if I scene with others. Your training would not be affected by it.”

No, but her heart would. “Well, Master Ted, I appreciate your offer, but that’s not going to work for me. I don’t need a ring on my finger and a declaration of everlasting love, but I’d need to know I was more than a fuck buddy before I entered into that sort of an arrangement.” Yeah, she was boiling mad to use language like that. At least he’d spelled it out in such a way that even her love-sopped brain could understand.

“You would be much more than a ‘fuck buddy’. You’d be my trainee.”

Meri was recognising his tells. His pulse had increased, and he kept shifting his gaze, trying to read her. She’d be kind and save him the trouble. “I like you, Ted. I’ve enjoyed everything we’ve done together, and had hoped to spend a lot more time both learning about you and from you, but your terms are unacceptable. I’m a needy girl and want to know that the man I’m spending time with is thinking only of me. In return, I would grant him the same courtesy. If you change your mind, I’m sure you have access to my records. Feel free to give me a call, otherwise, best of luck to you, Sir.”

She quickly got to her feet and turned her back to him. That was a class A performance. Her voice hadn’t even wobbled. She didn’t want to blow it by letting him catch the sheen of tears in her eyes.

Meri took one look at the corset and almost groaned aloud. No way could she make a dignified getaway if she had to fasten that long line of hooks. Instead, she wrapped the blanket around her, grabbed her clothes and stalked to the locker room.

Chapter Four

Ted watched her leave. His head knew it was the right thing to do, but that was the only part of him that was happy. His heart was beating itself into a full-blown panic attack, and his dick was weeping at the lost opportunity. Fuck, why did life always shit on him?

He turned on the monitor for the video surveillance cameras. Since he couldn’t very well walk her out, this was the only way he had to make sure she made it safely to her car.
There she is.
He adjusted the feed to only monitor that camera.

Meri dashed a hand across her face several times as she walked through the club to the locker room.
Is she crying? Fuck.
She’d sounded perfectly fine in his office. Then again, to achieve as much as she had, at such a young age, she’d have to be a very strong woman. And he’d made her cry.