Exploring Her Submission: Nisey (Doms of Chicago) (5 page)

When his hands brushed against her sex again, she wanted to scream, to plead and beg for her release but knew he wouldn’t give it.
He’s going to make me wait until I’m completely suspended. He told me last night he’d give anything to see it happen while I’m suspended.
  A low tortured moan filled the air, and she was scared it belonged to her.

“What level are you at, slave?”  Caelan’s voice was soft.

Drawing in a ragged breath, she fought to control her body. “Green,
Máister.
Just frustrated.”

He brushed his thumb over her lip. “Not for much longer, Nisey. We’re almost done.” His hand left her mouth. “Now I’m going to slowly lift your leg. Relax.  The lead ropes on the box tie will support your weight.” 

“Yes,
Máister.”
The tug along her thigh and ankle had her lifting her leg.  As it increased she leaned with it, and soon found herself almost vertical with just her toes on her unrestrained leg brushing the ground.

“Good girl.”  Caelan brushed his hand over her inner thigh. “Almost there. I’m going to lift your other leg. I want you to relax.”

“Yes,
Máister.
”  Her heart stopped for a brief second when his warm hand wrapped around her ankle.  It resumed its normal beat and accelerated when his thumb brushed over her ankle bone. She relaxed as he guided it up and lashed it to another lead rope.  Sub-space beckoned and she fell willingly into its embrace.

“So fucking beautiful.”  His brogue was thick. “What level are you at, slave?” 

She heard his command and was barely able to form the answer. “Green.”  Her lack of title was telling she was sure, but as she floated along, she found she didn’t care.

The sharp whack of his palm on her ass sent her swaying and jerked her away from the peaceful place.  Her body’s demands immediately swamped her.  Her ass felt the heat of his palm, her clit was aching and she was primed to explode.

“What was that?” His voice now took the familiar hard tone of a Dominant intent on his slave’s total submission.

“Green,
Máister.
”

“That’s right.”  Then she felt the heat of his body between her legs.  The rasp of a zipper had her gushing. 
Oh my God, he’s going to fuck me right here.

Then she felt slick cool feel of lubricant against her rosette. “
Máister?”

“Relax for me,
grá
.”  The burn of anal plug as it forged its way inside, sent her spiraling higher.  “So good, baby.  That’s it take it for me.”  With his hold on her thighs, he sent her slowly spinning until she felt the heat of his stomach against her shoulders. 

“
Máister,
please I’m going to…”  A whimper caught in her throat as the pressure built when the plug began to vibrate.

“Shh.”  He slid the blindfold off. “I want you to see this,
grá.”
  Her eyes slowly focused on his tight features above her. 

Using one hand to turn her head, he slid the other down her body.  She drew in a sharp breath. “Come for me, Nisey.”   With his fingers squeezing her clit and gazing directly into the man videotaping her, she screamed as her body obeyed and sexual bliss racked it. Her womb clenched as she gave him what he wanted.

“Damn it! That’s what I wanted.  To see you gush.” His hands left her to tug at his pants. Before her orgasm even faded, she found his cock pressed against her mouth. “I need your mouth, baby. Let me in.” Caelan’s voice was hoarse. 
The thick length of him slid over her tongue and towards the back of her throat. Relaxing in his grip and knowing that he’d never hurt her, she let him guide her mouth up and down his shaft. The desire to please him was all consuming. Above her, the sounds of his pleasure were desperate. Their little display had obviously excited him as much as it had her.  From a distance she heard wet slurping noises but was too focused on hard flesh in her mouth to care what the crowd was doing.  As the flesh swelled inside her mouth, testing her limits, she sucked harder. 

“Ah fuck, I’m gonna come.” His voice was tortured and he bucked hard against her mouth nearly choking her with his passion. “Take it,
grá,
swallow ever last drop.”

Closing her eyes she gave a happy moan and
obeyed
as his salty essence coated her taste
buds
…

“...you are now free to move about the cabin.”  The stewardess’s voice cut through her daydreaming.

“
Damneigh
, exactly what are you thinking about,
grá?”
  Caelan’s hands unbuckled her belt.  Her face heated and she pressed it against his chest as he pulled her onto his lap.  Even as he arranged the blanket around her, she longed to say
nothing
but knew he’d never accept it.  With her master honesty was the best policy.

“Last night,” she finally whispered, peaking up at him from under her lashes.

His eyes began to burn with remembered desire.  “I love you and your submission, Nisey.”

The End

But don’t go away. As a special bonus for the e-book version only...a scene cut from the original. Read below about what happens after the final scene but before
Nisey and Caelan head back to the States!

Deleted Scene:
The Ofuro

Steam rose around his head lazily. He tipped it back against the smooth cedar rim of the Japanese bath.  At his side, he could feel gentle hands as she drew the sponge over his body.  A sigh escaped his chest as the slightly roughened texture scraped over his nipples. It was pure magic.  After his night, this pleasure was even more amazing. 

Despite the desire to open his eyes, his eyelids felt heavy.  Keeping them closed, he let one arm float out away from his body in hope of pulling the woman closer to his side.  He wanted nothing more than to hold her against him then float away.  Knowing his need, his body slowly began to drift away from the smooth seat towards the surface of the steamy water. A mumbled protest passed his lips as the woman slipped away.

“Shhh.” Her voice was soft. The motions of the sponge down his torso kept him from protesting.
I can’t remember ever feeling this relaxed.
His muscles felt like melted butter.  With his head pillowed against the folded towel, a smile tugged his lips from the tickle of that sponge against his belly.

  She paused before drawing it over his hip then down the outside of his thigh.  Behind his knee, he felt the brush of her fingers while the sponge traveled across the top. He gave a soft inhalation when her small hands made their way down his leg to wrap around his ankle. He smirked at her insistent pull.

“Let me.” She kept her voice pitched low.

He grunted - relaxing his leg. She lifted until he felt cool air tease him. A shiver went up his spine but drifted away as the sponge brought a steady drizzle of hot water. Its swipe across the sole of his foot made him jerk before moving back up his leg.

             
As if from a far distance, he felt the water’s ripple as his little water sprite moved between his legs. Dragging his heavy arms out of the water, he draped them over the edge of the tub, so she could lift his other leg.  Without protest, he savored the feeling of her gentle touch. Gooseflesh tightened his skin as he felt the brush of something that was definitely not the sponge. 

He jerked as the hands holding his legs abandoned them, only to lift his hips to the surface.  His eyes cracked open as he stared down at the woman between his thighs.  With her head bowed, he could only make out the wispy tendrils of hair caressing her cheeks as her inquisitive lips slid along his thigh. 

His breath caught. He idly wondered how far she would go.  As her lips moved closer to his hair-covered sack, he couldn’t keep the moan building in his chest from escaping.
God I can’t believe after earlier I’m getting hard.
His cock stiffened.  He waited for a halting request but it never came. 

He nearly choked, when without permission, her mouth closed over one swollen testicle to tug it inside. The lash of her tongue drove away any thoughts of protest he had, as her low hum made him harden even more.  A moment later, she released him only to tug his other testicle into the hot cavern of her mouth. 

He panted softly as she nuzzled, licked, and suckled at his scrotum.  Watching her beautiful face with closed eyes while she savored him had his dick leaking.
Damn I want those lips around my cock.
As if she could hear his thoughts, she dragged her tongue up the sensitive underside.  She proceeded to explore every inch of his shaft. Her tongue inquisitive, she tongued the vein running under the skin.  The drag of her teeth made his breath come faster. Her moth moved back down. He tightened his grip on the tub. A low growl built in his chest.

With her eyes still closed, she paused. Her eyes slowly opened as she reversed direction.  When she stopped just shy of the flared head of his cock, his eyes locked with hers. Giving a buck of his hips, he gritted his teeth. He couldn’t remember ever being this desperate to feel the soft heat of her mouth on him - draining him.  It made what he felt earlier seem
like mere child’s play.  “Suck me
, damnit.” 

Her hands tightened on his hips.  Then her tongue gently lapped only the weeping head until he was ready to grab her hair and force her down on his aching cock.  He would’ve too, if he hadn’t had such a tight hold on the rim to keep from drowning. Laid out on the surface of the water with only his arms for support, he waited. His little submissive controlled the depth and speed of his thrusts into her mouth.

As her tongue circled the wet head, then collected the dollops of seed, he tried to buck into her mouth. “
Grá!”
His warning was not lost on her.  Her lips parted. He groaned.  Hot, wet, and strong her mouth tugged.  His fingers dug into the rim of the tub as his testicles pulled up tight. 

Using her grip on his hips she guided him, sliding his close-to-exploding cock in and out of her mouth. The faster she moved him the more his thighs trembled.
Ah, fuck I’m gonna…
His back arched as a finger found his rosette then pushed firmly inside.  “Naughty fucking little girl!”  Pleasure exploded through him as her finger found his pleasure spot and rubbed.  His hoarse shout filled the room as she tightened her mouth around him, accepting everything he had to offer her. 

When he finally came down, he gave a relaxed sigh.

“You owe me twenty dollars,
Máister.”

He arched an eyebrow at her. “I do?”

She giggled with a pleased smile on her face. “Yes. You told Master Yangchi you wouldn’t be able to come again today for this slave.”

A chuckle escaped him. “And evidently I underestimated you.”

If you enjoyed Exploring Hers Submission: Nisey  you might also enjoy the book which started it all:

NISEY’S AWAKENING

When a would be Dom takes advantage of Nisey's inexperience she is left bewildered and at odds with her own sexuality. Now scared of what she longs for she tries to hide from it until her best friend, Kalinda has had enough of waking to Nisey's screams and takes matters into her own hands and contacts her older brother, Caelan. She's had enough and wants her best friend back and thinks Caelan is the perfect man to guide Nisey back to what she longs for without traumatizing her friend any further.

Caelan is an experienced Dom, who has trained many first time subs in during his time in the lifestyle, but his last experience with a newbie changed everything. When it blew up in his face, he decided to keep to the more experienced subs, so when his sister calls out of the blue with a request that he help her friend, he is intrigued but very leery. After all what could happen from answering a few questions?

Warnings: This title contains graphic language, spanking, exhibitionism, phone sex, bondage, toys, description of an attempted rape and sodomy.

Excerpt From
NISEY’S AWAKENING:

Swallowing hard, Nisey tried to still her racing heart. Caelan seemed serious about her finding relief before she left the room. For a moment she was tempted to fake it but then thought better of it. Faking it would probably earn her another ass warming and she had a feeling she’d be in worse shape than she already was if he touched her again.

“Nothing to say
?
”

She shrugged her shoulders.  “Despite the way I reacted tonight, Caelan, I don’t normally throw myself at men. What you’re asking for is something…” she looked away from him. “…I don’t think I can give.”

“Look at me. Don’t hide from me. Why do you say that? Are you seriously uncomfortable with your own body?”

She turned her face and looked him in the eyes. “I don’t know. I need something but I’m not sure what. I was hoping by being tied up I’d find it. Nothing else has worked.”

“You can’t let go can you? You aren’t getting a real orgasm?” 

She shook her head and focused on a spot behind his shoulder. “I’m too self-conscious. I just end up even more frustrated than I was to begin with.”

When he groaned, she looked up at him. He looked like he was being tortured.  He finally opened his eyes.

“Do you trust me?” 

“Unbelievably, yes.”  Holding her breath, she waited for his reaction.
Have I pissed him off?

“I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can give you the tools you need to let go. I will not touch you, but I want you to do exactly what I tell you. Hopefully it’ll help take the pressure off until you’re ready for more.” 

She nodded, starting to hope he would help her. 

He turned around and dug through the desk behind him. She wondered what he was looking for when he suddenly straightened. 

“Ah ha, I knew Gabriel would have some of these lying around.”  In his hand, he held a length of leather tie - a piece of braided leather string.

Her heart sped up as he approached her with it.

“I’m not going to tie you up, Nisey.”  His quick assurance surprised her.

“You’re not?”

“No.  I’m going to watch
you
do it. Once you’ve wrapped this around your wrist and I’m sure you’re not in any danger, I’m going to walk over and sit down in Gabriel’s chair.” Pressing the tie into her hand, he closed her fingers around it. “Take it. I’ll hold one end and then I want you to wrap it around your wrist. Not too tightly. You’re supposed to feel the caress of the leather, but it’s not supposed to cut off your circulation.” 

Holding one end of the leather against her pulse, Caelan left enough free to tie the leather off after she’d wrapped it around her wrist. Licking her lips she brushed her fingers across his as she grasped the tie. The first loop around her wrist had her flinching in reaction.  She paused and looked up at him.

“Keep going.”  Guiding her hand, he helped her wrap the leather piece around her wrist several times until only enough was left to tie it off.  Using a square knot he tied it off.  Nisey’s breathing deepened as her eyes watched while Caelan finished the knot.

Panting, she raised her eyes and then met his.

“Okay? Wiggle your fingers for me.”  He nodded as she did as he asked.

“Good. Now, I’m going to sit in Gabriel’s chair, with my back to you.”  Leaning down, his breath teased her ear. “You say you want to explore what the lifestyle is. One of the things a good sub does is obey her master even when he’s not watching to enforce his requests. I want to see if you can follow directions.  After I turn my back to you, I want you to take the wrist we just wrapped and use it to masturbate with it. Rub the leather against your sex while you remember how I tied Sara tonight. Imagine yourself in her place. I want you to come. After you come, I want you to say the word, ‘green’. Do you understand?”

Her breathing was raspy as she answered him. “Yes, Caelan.”