One Dom at a Time (7 page)

“None of that. Tonight is about
pleasure. Forget our lives, the club, and your objections. Enjoy
your incredible body that does nasty things to mine when I think
about you. I won’t take more than you can give.

“Bu…”

His finger covered my lips. “You
do not have permission to speak.” The words were breathy soft in my
ear and then he placed soft kisses on my hairline, the corner of my
eye, and ended on my lips. The kiss was sensual and my hands
gripped my thighs tightly so I could resist running them through
his hair. I had to make him think I was playing the game. He
couldn’t know my true feelings.

His lips pulled back from mine.
“Tell me something about yourself that my investigators couldn’t
uncover. Something private.”

I didn’t hesitate,
“No.”

“That’s your favorite word. You
don’t play the sub very well.”

“I’m not a sub.”

“But tonight you are.” His dominant voice was
back.

I remained silent but continued to look into his
eyes.

“Another wager?”

I couldn’t help it, I rolled my eyes.”

His tisk, tisk almost made me smile. Knowing it was
a wager that caused all my current problems I couldn’t help myself.
“Five orgasms.”

“Yours or mine.”

I did smile. “Mine.”

“And your forfeit if I lose?”

“The same.”

“We’ve reached a deal.”

I expected him to shake my hand
but instead his hands brushed aside the bathrobe and his palms
covered my breasts.

“I knew they would be soft but
they’re pure silk and fit my hands perfectly.” His thumb and
forefinger not so gently pinched my nipples. “These first, it’s
time we get started. Eyes down.”

He stood and walked away though he
didn’t leave the room. When he returned he knelt again. I could see
the nipple clamps in his hand. He leaned forward and took my aching
nipple into his mouth. He sucked and flicked it with his hot
tongue. He pulled away and attached the first clamp. It hurt and I
inhaled.”

“You know the safe word. I won’t
remind you again and I expect you to know your limits and teach me
about what your body needs.”

He didn’t wait for my reply just
went to work on my other nipple. When he finished a small chain ran
between my breasts. It had very small bells and when he plumped my
breasts they jingled slightly. I knew he was smiling but I didn’t
look up. He stood and moved behind me.

My heart stopped but he only
divided my hair into three parts and deftly braided it down the
back.

“Come.” He walked from the room. Didn’t he know I
almost had?

Chapter Ten

I followed close behind keeping my
eyes down as much as I could. I knew my role. I wasn’t sure how
many rooms we passed but we went through a large section of the
house and then he opened a door and nodded his head for me to
precede him down some stairs. There were eight and I counted each
one. The smell of leather became stronger with every
step.

I stopped at the bottom. We were in his private
dungeon. My knees almost gave out.

His hands startled me when they
landed on my shoulders and he placed a quick kiss on my bare neck.
He took my hand and led me across the room to a bench. It had a bar
overhead. He stepped behind me and slipped the bathrobe off my
shoulders. It pooled at my feet. His hands turned me around so I
was facing him and then they went to the back of my
thighs.

“Hold onto my neck.”

He lifted me to the edge of the
table and then his large body stepped close pushing my knees
apart.

He backed away. “Don’t
move.”

He walked over to a cabinet and
took out several items before coming back over. He placed something
behind my back on the bench and then took my right wrist and placed
a leather cuff around it. He repeated the process with my other
wrist. Next, he took first one arm and then the other and attached
them to the bar above my head.

“This will allow you to hold the bar.”

Fuck, my pussy tightened and I
knew he wouldn’t need to work hard for my first orgasm.

He moved the bar. It went back and locked into place
forcing me to lay back with my hands over my head.

“I thought we would get this part out of the
way.”

I hadn’t realized he picked up the two objects
behind my back before he lowered me. Lube and a medium sized butt
plug now rested in his hand.

My legs came up and I tried to
kick him. It was reflex.

“So you want to play like that?”

He grabbed my legs and removed a larger leg cuff
from his back pocket. Now I really started to fight.

A smart slap landed on my hip. It
hurt and finally got through my panicked brain. He slapped me again
and I stopped fighting completely.

He spread my legs wide and secured
them. My butt was barely on the table. I tried bringing my knees
inward but two inflexible hands held them apart. One finger circled
my pussy. I was wet. I didn’t look at what he was doing. I watched
his face. It was beautiful. He was always hot but in full Dom mode
he was every woman’s fantasy. His brown eyes lifted to mine and he
brought his finger to his lips.

I’ve wanted to taste you since the
first night. Delicious.

His finger went back to my pussy
and entered pushing deep. I gasped. It slid slowly in and then out.
My hips were coming off the table and I wanted more. His other hand
splayed out on my stomach and held me down.

“Don’t move.”

I lowered my head back to the bench taking deep
breathes.

I could hear him opening the lube
and squirting it onto the butt plug. My sphincter muscle tightened.
I knew this was going to be uncomfortable. His finger came up and
traveled between my butt cheeks seeking my ass. He lubricated the
puckered circle but didn’t try to enter. His hand continued to play
gently and unexpectedly his mouth found the hot folds of my labia
and his tongue laved my clit causing my hips to buck off the
table.

His laugh was low and sexy. “The
first thing I thought I would need was a gag for your mouth but
you’ve been unexpectedly quiet. Unfortunately you can’t stay still
but I can help with that. He pulled straps up from the sides of the
table and secured them firmly over my hips. He didn’t give me time
to adjust; his sweet mouth went back to work. I then felt his
finger slid into my pussy again and his lips found my clit and
began to suck.

I thrashed against my bindings.
His mouth was torturing me and there was nothing I could do but
give in. The muscles of my pussy began to throb and a cry escaped
my lips as the orgasm rolled over me. I felt pressure against my
anus but I was too far gone to even clench. The butt plug went past
my sphincter and buried deeply inside my ass. My pussy clenched and
continued pulsating. Teeth nibbled and sucked and my sob turned
into a loud moan.

Finally my orgasm tapered off and
I managed to open my eyes.

He was watching me. “Your job is
simple. You better clench that butt plug tightly because if it
falls out, there will be hell to pay and the next one I use will
not be as small.

Argh, I screamed inside my head.
He looked totally unaffected. His eyes hadn’t softened with passion
but they did sparkle with mirth.

“One down and four to
go.”

If I wasn’t tied down and at his
mercy, I would have thrown something at him.

Chapter Eleven

He released me from the table
though he left my wrist and ankle cuffs on. He also left the butt
plug in. His hand grabbed mine and led me to a spanking bench. I
could feel a trail of wet juices slide down my legs. I knew I was
going to lose this bet and my pussy moistened more with
anticipation.

He turned me toward the bench and
pushed me down so my ass was in the air. My arms and legs were
quickly secured. His hands squeezed my cheeks and he used his
finger to follow along the crack ending at the butt plug. I
clenched my anus tight refusing to release the toy. He pulled
slightly and a soft groan escaped my lips.

“I know you want my cock in here
but it’s too late to go back on the contract now.” The plug slid
slowly in and out. If he touched my clit he would have two orgasms
in the bag. He must have known but for some reason he
stopped.

“I’ve owed you your next
punishment since the night we met. It’s going to hurt, you’re going
to cry, but you’re also going to love it.

Panic set in just like he knew it
would. I’d be damned if I would cry no matter what he did but I
couldn’t help but wonder what that would be. My eyes followed him
as he walked over to the wall and took down a black leather riding
crop. He walked back and placed the end under the front of my body
running it across my breasts. He teased the nipple clamps causing
sensual burning. My deep breaths grew erratic. He stopped and
walked behind me out of my line of sight again.

“Do you remember the first night we met?”

The crop came down hard across my right butt cheek.
I inhaled and a slight squeal escaped my mouth.

“I want an answer.”

The crop came down again. I
managed to hold in my groan but it hurt. “Yes.”

“Did you really think I would harm
you?”

Again the crop struck and this
time the pain was more intense.

“I didn’t know you.” I managed this sentence between
clenched teeth.

“You were beautiful.”

Strike, this one landed on the
back of my upper leg. “You sent me flying over your
shoulder.”

The next one landed on my other
leg. He striped my skin with deft perfection.

I wanted to strangle you but more
than anything, I wanted to fuck you.”

The crop landed on the exposed
part of my pussy and I screamed. I could no longer hold back my
tears and they fell one after the other.

I felt his hand rub my lower back
and then two fingers entered me ever so slowly. When they were
finally as far as they could go the anal plug twisted.

“Damn you.” I cried. I could no longer help
myself.

“Oh baby, you played right into my hands.”

He stepped away from my body and the riding crop
again smacked my backside though this time it was lower on the back
of my leg. I didn’t have time to scream before the next strike
landed. He systematically continued and I was sobbing in earnest
now. His arm was perfection and he never hit the same place twice
but my entire backside was a single burning sensation.

The last strike was between my
legs and then his fingers took over. Slowly in and just as slowly
out. When they came out the butt plug moved in. I couldn’t stop the
explosion of my orgasm. It ripped through my body and I screamed
with the intensity of my pleasure.

When I came back and was aware of
my surroundings he was releasing my arms and moving the bench down
so I was on my knees. He came around in front of me.

“Unzip my pants and take my cock
in your mouth. Use your hands on my balls. I like a small amount of
pain so keep that in mind. You will drink me down and lick my cock
clean.”

My hands shook but I managed to
get his pants apart. He was commando and his large luscious cock
sprung free. I pushed his pants slightly past his hips so I could
get to his balls. I took them in my hand and squeezed. His fingers
went into my hair and though braided, he was able to weave them
into the strands against my scalp. I took both his balls in one
hand and took his cock with the other, levering it slightly so I
could get my lips around it. My tongue swirled around the mushroom
head but his hands pushed my head forward so I was forced to take
several inches into my mouth.

“God, I’ve dreamed of this. Your mouth is so damn
hot. Suck me baby, use your teeth.”

Unless a man was submissive, I had never had anyone
ask me to use my teeth. I pushed back and nibbled then licked when
I thought I was being too rough.

In this one moment he was mine. I
listened to the sounds he made as I assaulted his cock and gloried
in my dominance. I would love to tie his hands and do this same
thing to him without him having control of my head. I would drive
him insane.

He finally let go. His hot semen
filled my mouth and I let it slide down my throat. I never thought
men tasted particularly good but he was delicious and I couldn’t
get enough. I licked and sucked him dry.

His hands were running soothingly
over my hair and then my shoulders. Finally he stepped back and
zipped himself carefully inside his pants. He lifted the bench and
pushed between my shoulder blades so I had to lean forward again. I
didn’t think I could take more pain against my tender flesh. He
walked back to the cabinets, removed a dildo and a small black box.
He then walked behind me.

“Do I need to restrain your hands?”

I would regret it but I answered no.

His fingers found the folds of my
vagina. Spreading me he pushed the dildo in with one smooth glide.
The lubrication from my own juices made it slide easily. He placed
a Velcro strap around my waist and then between my legs to secure
the dildo in place.

“Remember the plug had better stay in.”

I watched as he walked over to a
desk I hadn’t noticed. It was so non-assuming in this den of sin
that it went unnoticeable until he sat down behind it. He opened
the cover of a laptop and turned it on.