On Becoming His - Lessons Learned (6 page)

“Good girl.”

Crack! Pop!

“Oh!” Jessie struggled in his hold as the sharp stings sent a
pulse of pain up from her toes.

“You’re going to learn to obey and I’m here to help you in your training.”

Slap! Crack! Pop!

Biting her lip to keep from screaming she blinked furiously, surprised tears were already in her eyes.

Crack! Crack! Slap!

“Good girl. You’re doing very well.”

No, no. I’m not a good girl, I’m…

Pop! Slap!

“Ouch!” The last slaps were much harder than the ones before, the force jerking her up, her legs flailing.

“Lie still.” Luke’s voice was filled with a dark yet very quiet command. He stopped and rubbed her ass cheeks, the touch of his fingers gentle
.

Panting, she slapped her hands against the floor and giggled
nervously as her left leg continued to twitch. A sting was there, painful but not too bad.

Whoosh! Crack! Slap! Pop!

“Fuck!” The volley of harsh slaps sent white-hot shards of current directly into every cell in her body. As Luke continued her spanking, she could only wonder whether or not she was going to be able to sit down in the morning. Tears slipped past her eyelashes.

“When I ask you to do something, you’re going to do so without question. Yes, Jezebel?” Luke asked as he leaned over her.

“Yes, Sir. God, yes.” Was her voice even audible?

Crack! Whoosh!

The spanking continued and she heard his soothing voice as well as the comments he was making, his encouraging words of love and obedience. While she tried to hear him, longed to comprehend and acknowledge, she simply wasn’t able to vocalize her thoughts. Bubbles formed and slipped past her lips as she began to sob and not at all from the pain. She was reduced to a woman longing to feel good again, hoping he’d understand she was very sorry.

Crack!

“That’s enough. You’ve done very well,” Luke said, his voice soft and sensuous.

Jessie grunted as her nails dug into the thin rug.
“Ooohhhh…” This was much more humiliating than any time he’d spanked her before. Her ass was on fire and her legs shaking, but a quiet peace was already wrapping around her body, sending a shower of goose bumps across every inch of her very naked skin.

“I’m sorry that you had to be disciplined and I hope I won’t have to make this a regular habit.” Luke brushed his hand down from her neck to her back.

Wiping her eyes, she nodded, unsure if she was able to make a single coherent sound.

Luke exhaled slowly and gathered her into his arms. “My Jezebel.”

Jessie blinked, trying to force away her tears. They were of longing and sadness about her behavior and also about a moment of feeling free. She clung to him, pushing her face into his chest and breathing in the rich scent of his skin before closing her eyes. Unable to hold back her raw emotions, she sobbed. “Oh…I…”

“
Ssshhh… There’s no need to talk. I’m very proud of you.” Using a single finger he traced up and down her spine as he placed his chin on top of her head. “Very proud indeed.”

As she clenched her eyes shut she fell into the rhythm of his body, rocking them both back and forth. Sniffling, she licked tears from her lips and exhaled, the sound so ragged.

“Jezebel.”

In the next few seconds she stopped crying. She was filled with a sense of comfort and relief, love silencing her fears. Without a doubt she knew she was loved. She slipped into a blissful state and almost fell asleep until she heard a
n odd sound.

Opening her eyes wide, Jessie could swear she heard Luke crying.

Chapter Three

Jessie sighed as she nuzzled into Luke's shoulder and could tell he was just barely asleep. There was something so intoxicating about the scent of his skin, the way he felt lying so closely nestled into the searing heat of her body. Her entire body tingled, goose bumps covering every inch of her arms and legs. They'd made love for hours and yet she knew he'd be hungry again very soon. After all, he was an insatiable man. For a few seconds she thought about the night before and the spanking, a smile curling across her lips.

Then s
he remembered his groans, her concern he’d been upset. She had no idea what to think or even if she should be concerned. Luke was such a private man and of course he hadn’t told her everything about his past life, as she hadn’t with him. Everyone had secrets. She only hoped the ones they continued to keep wouldn’t tear them apart. A shiver trickled down her spine.

Her thoughts disjointed
, she trembled and realized there was something completely different about the way she was feeling this morning. Perhaps it was because of the deep and very uninhibited conversation they’d had the night before or because of her recent soul searching, but either way, everything had kicked up a notch. The spanking had been… Hmmm, how could she describe the moment? Maybe what she expected? Sighing, she tilted her head and shifted. As the sheet slipped past the skin on her ass, she knew for certain she’d been spanked. Just like she deserved.

Wrinkling her nose, Jessie thought about the way he’d handled
her discipline and smiled. Obviously the entire situation had been difficult on him, but had she really heard him crying? And dare she ask him? Nope. Not a good idea. Today was a new day and she wanted to spend time together. No dwelling on sadness. God, she didn’t want him to leave. Grousing, she turned toward the window. The light was barely slipping past the blinds. He was going to have to leave soon for another trip and she already missed him, hated him being gone. Yes, she was still pissed.

The discussion the night before had been inspiring and yet she continued to feel so inadequate. Maybe she
doubted herself, as she had been often lately. There were so many reasons including the daunting concept of devotion. Jessie had thought she understood what she needed to feel completely, but the questions from the night before had shown her in no uncertain terms she’d been wrong. He continued to question her willfulness and his ability to control her. Luke didn’t have to say anything for her to realize his growing concerns. And so she worried.

She also
frustrated because she knew her Sir was hiding a doozy of a secret, one that was driving a wedge between them. His dark moods were getting much worse. Why didn’t he tell her what was going on? Didn’t he trust her? Didn’t he want to share everything with her? A tremor shifted from her tummy to her heart. Jessie had to stop second-guessing everything. But damn, it was difficult.

Without a doubt Jessie
loved him unconditionally and knew how much she wanted to show him. She had so many ideas of how but now she was unsure. There was time. This journey into domination and submission had been amazing and eye opening and so much of her had changed. She eased her hand across her ass and fought giggling. While the punishment had been intense, she’d been left wet and horny versus remorseful. He knew he needed to figure out other ways to get her attention. Why in the world was he thinking and more importantly how well would she accept?

And Luke needed her to understand
several things. His comment on reflecting while he was gone remained in the forefront of her mind. Hadn’t she done nothing but reflect for the past few months? Well, this morning wasn’t going to solve everything. He was leaving her and she wanted to show him how much he was loved and respected.
Devotion.
Jessie realized she would be thinking a hell of a lot about the very word over the next week or so.

Shuddering, she eased her hand down from his neck to his chest, brushing the tip of one finger back and forth across his nipple. She grinned as his lip twitched
, lurid thoughts hovering just below the surface.  Jessie fought to suppress a giggle as she repeated the intimate move on the other already hard bud. Leaning over, she kissed his shoulder and allowed her hand to ease down even further, swirling her finger in the soft hair surrounding his cock. When he didn’t move she bit her lip and blew a swath of hot air across his cheek.

Luke mumbled but remained asleep.

She sat back and scrunched her nose. Leaning her head down, she swept the long strands of her unruly hair across his face and neck, giggling when he moaned, his eyes opening and closing. “Wake up, sweet Sir.”

Shifting, he stretched, a deep sigh emitting from his lips.

She couldn’t resist him. There was something so sexy about the man as he awoke, always ready to tackle the world. Very softly she brushed her lips across his.

“
Mmm… My kitty kat. Good morning.”

“Good morning, Sir,” Jessie whispered as she slipped her hand between his legs, fondling his balls, rolling the tender flesh between her fing
ers. She loved the feel of his thick sac in her hand. Then again, maybe she enjoyed her little bit of control. Mmm…

Opening his eyes, he issued a single, throaty growl and turned his head. “
My insatiable Jezebel. I thought you’d be sore this morning, your sweet cunt as well as your ass.”

“
Mmm… I can still feel you. I still have cum dripping out of my pussy and ass, but you know how much I love the feeling.” And God did she ever. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she gave him a sultry smile and rubbed her lips across his. “Besides, you’re leaving and I want to make certain you miss me.”

“How could I not?”

“Just making sure.” She loved teasing him, tempting him.

Turning over on his side,
Luke’s eyes twinkled as he eased his gaze down her face to her chest and back up. Exhaling slowly, he licked down the length of her neck, the exaggerated sound floating between then. Easing back he shook his head. “You’re one bad girl.”

“Yes, Sir.”
Jessie arched her back, taunting him.

“And you love tempting
me.” Dropping his head, he engulfed her nipple sucking the tender flesh between his teeth. Finally nipping first one sensitive bud and the other, he dragged his other hand up to the base of her neck, holding her still. "You taste so damn good."

The second he squeezed his hand around her throat Jessie shivered. He was such a controlling man, yet
usually gentle in his actions. Even his voice was sensuous, sexy and held a hint of danger -- or perhaps just a realization of things to come. This morning there seemed to be urgency in his eyes. When he released, she moaned, desire racing through her. "And I want to please you in every way. I'll do anything you ask."

Luke shifted back and raised his eyebrow. "
Hmmm. Has something happened since last night?”

“No! Why do you ask?” Whew, her voice was far too clipped.

“What’s bothering you? Have you done a naughty deed perhaps, sweet Jezebel?"

"Bothering me?" Blushing, she couldn't hide from the man, her Sir.

"Yes, you, my little willful sub." Gathering her into his arms, he swatted her naked behind and chuckled.

Sighing, she continued stroking him, enjoying the way he throbbed in her hand. “It’s not that. I…”

“Talk to me, Jezebel.”

Jessie was trying to figure out what to say. What was there to add after the night before?

He gripped her wrist as he shook his head. “I thought we were making headway after last night. Don’t hide from me.”

She wanted to say the same words back to him. “Just thinking.”

“Jezebel.” He remained unblinking.

“I think our conversation last night has me thinking about
aspects of our life together, just like you wanted.”

Tilting his head, he grazed his rough hand down
the length of her arm. “I simply want you to think about several things while I’m gone, including asking yourself if this is everything that you want. This lifestyle isn’t what people imagine or read about.”

“I realize
that and you mean us?”

Luke nodded. “We’re moving so quickly.”

“I know but I love what and how we are but I will. I just… Turn over. I want to give you a massage.”

Shaking his head, his eyes darted back and forth across her face.

“Please, I mean please Sir?”

"Hmmm… What am I going to do with you?"

"Anything you want, my Sir," Jessie whispered.

"
Mmmm..." Rolling over onto his stomach, he exhaled slowly and rested his head on the pillow. “I do love your massages, but you’re keeping something from me.”

Rising onto her knees, Jessie couldn’t resist draping her long hair down over his shoulders, whisking the strands back and forth as she straddled the top of his thighs. “
I’m not. Hard or soft this morning?

“Don’t we always like it hard?”

Inhaling the sweet scent of him, she began with his neck, massaging gently, first one hand then the other. As she gazed down at him, admiring every inch of his stunning black skin, she tingled. There was something about him that was so utterly enigmatic. Even during frank and sometimes almost harsh conversations, she admired the man, respected him for his words and for his continued training and discipline. Her ass was still on fire from the spanking she’d received, and yet she knew she needed more of them. She’d actually wanted him to consider using the belt and that had been a surprise to him, but there was no doubt she’d broken several rules. He’d simply scoffed at her. Why couldn’t he be strict with her? Pushing back the thought, she concentrated on pleasing him. “You’re tense. Worried about the trip?”

“
Honestly? I just don’t want to leave.”

The simple words filled her with joy. As she continued her massage, caressing and kneading his shoulders and upper arms, she closed her eyes briefly, envisioning spending a full day in bed with him. They hadn’t indulged in something so decadent in several months. Business continued to take the front burner and while she understood, there were days she wanted more time together. She lowered her head and followed every motion of her hands with kisses and licks as she slid her pussy up and down his thighs. “
You feel so good.”

“I think that’s my line. You’re wet. You’re
also very hungry this morning.”

“My Sir has that effect on me,” Jessie purred as she inched down his legs and rubbed his spine, pressing her hands on either side. When she reached the small of his back, she kneaded more roughly, just the way he enjoyed.

“Feels so damn good.”

“
Sshhh… Just enjoy. This will have to keep you for a little while.”

“Too long,” Luke sighed and turned his head to the other side.

She leaned down and kissed his lips softly. “I love you.”

“I know.”

Inhaling the scent of their combined sex and perspiration, she licked her lips and continued caressing, moving down one leg to his foot, massaging as he sighed. She glanced up, watching his eyes close as she repeated the move on his calf before inching her hands up slowly, making certain she touched and caressed every inch of his skin, kneaded every muscle. There was nothing she loved more about him than his long, muscular legs and chiseled ass. The closer she rubbed to his butt the hungrier she became.

“God, I could lie here for days but I have to take a shower soon.”

“May I join you?” Her fingers digging into the carved flesh of his ass, she inched up on his legs and leaned down, blowing a swath of hot air across his ass. “Please?” Taking a single finger, she swept the tip up and down the crack of his ass and blew another puff of air. She could tell by the way he was wiggling under her just how turned on he was.

“I don’t think I can resist you this morning.”

“Good.” Dipping her head, she used both hands and spread his ass cheeks. There was something so powerful about rimming him, giving him what he considered to be one of the more intimate pleasures. Sighing, she darted her tongue out, licking around the puckered hole in lazy circles.

“Damn. I need to go away more often if I’m awakened like this.”

Chuckling, she truly longed to wake him up this way every morning. As she crowded between his legs, she eased his open and scooted down further. Licking around the hole again, she pressed her tongue inside, wiggling the tip up and down.

“Shit.” Shifting, Luke arched his back slightly, the movement jutting his hips up.

Burying her face into his ass, she licked him for several seconds as his hands clenched the sheets, dragging the material up toward him.

“Fuck, you’re on fire. I…” His voice trailing off, he panted and undulated on the bed.

She closed her eyes and continued licking him for several minutes as his breathing became more ragged. Finally easing back, she slipped two fingers into her mouth, thrusting in and out until they were slick with saliva. She studied his face, his expression of joy written over every inch, and smiled before pressing two fingers just inside his asshole.