without telling you, and I am sorry for that. If you don’t want to do it
anymore we won’t.” He laid back on the bed.
“It’s that simple for you? You can sit here and tell me how
much all these things turn you on, how much you have loved doing
them with other women, but with me, I don’t like it, so you’re done!
And it’s that easy for you?” It was good question. I had no idea how
much those things turned him on.
I knew he liked to do things I didn’t even know about. And I
knew he had stopped it because of me, but I didn’t know how
addicted he was to it. How could I be enough for him? Was I really
satisfying him? And if I was, how long would this last? And
furthermore, what would happen to me when he was over me?
Would he sell me again? He said he wouldn’t before, but was that
just to calm my nerves? He opened his eyes and rolled to his side. He
propped his head on his elbow.
“Yes, it is that simple for me.” I shook my head.
“How can it be? How can I be enough for you? You want
these things, and I don’t. How can we be right for each other? And
what’s going to happen to me the day you realize that making love
to me in front of the fire place isn’t enough anymore?” I decided it
was best to voice the concerns in my head instead of fretting over
them. He leaned up and walked to me. I looked in the mirror at his
face. He grabbed my shoulders.
“I want you, Norah. I want you more than I want to hurt
someone. Does that make sense? I can either have a woman that I
vaguely like, who lets me whip her and fuck her in front of people.
And not give a fuck about other men having her too. Or I can be
completely in love with you, and every time we make love in front of
the fire place, or anywhere else, I’ll know I am the only man who has
ever touched you like that. I’m the only man that you will ever give
yourself to.” He touched my hands and loosened my grip from the
towel around me. I dropped the towel, and he cupped both of
breasts and kissed my neck. He ran his hand down my stomach and
rubbed my sex. I closed my eyes and leaned forward. He ran his hand
over my ass and back to my sex. I could hear him unzipping his pants
again. He pulled my hair slightly and made me look up at him. “I
would rather have you, and nothing else matters. We will never be
done, and I will never get tired of you,” he kissed my back and pulled
me to him. I could feel him pressing at my entrance.
He looked up at me in the mirror again. “Is this ok?” he
asked. I nodded and leaned into him. He put his hand on my sex
from the front. “Spread your legs wider for me, baby,” he panted. He
plunged in me and started moving his hips at a slow pace. He had
one breast and he cupped my sex with the other. I leaned back
further and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. I closed
my eyes and let the pleasure take over. “Open your eyes, Norah.
Watch yourself, see how fucking sexy you are, baby.” He was right,
we looked hot. Watching us in the mirror was a huge turn on. I could
see how knowing someone else was watching us would get him
hard. I still wasn’t sure I ever wanted to do it again, but I could see
his point of view.
Chapter fourteen
Norah
We laid naked on my bed and he ran his hands over my body.
My back was to his front, and his fingers gently touched me at my
neck, then my shoulder, down my arm and side, to my hip, and
around my behind…then back up again.
“I’m still mad at you,” I whispered. He let out a deep breath.
“I know,” he said. “I’m willing to work the rest of the night to
make you forgive me.”
“But I might be willing to try some of the things you like…..to
make you happy.” I couldn’t believe what I was offering. I had no
idea how deep he was in the world of BDSM, but if I was truly his, I
needed to try to make him happy, so he would want to keep me.
“You don’t have to do that. You make me happy just being
with me,” he leaned into my neck. I rolled to face him.
“But I want to. You paid what I can imagine was a lot of
money for me. I want to be worth it. I need to try to make you
happy. I should be doing the things you like to do.”
“It isn’t about the money, Norah, and it never has been. It’s
about me wanting to please you. There’s a difference in me not
wanting you to do these things, and I having no desire to hurt you.”
He took a deep breath. “You make me crazy sometimes, and my
anger gets the best of me, and for that kind of pain I am truly sorry.
But inflicting pain on you as a sexual act is not something I want to
do.”
“I don’t want you to either. But it isn’t all pain right? I mean,
I’m sure there are things in this dark world that involve only
pleasure. I can try those things for you.” He lightly kissed my lips and
ran his hand down my body again.
“There is something I want to try if you would let me,” he
kissed me again and touched my behind.
He raised my leg over his hip and ran his hand over my sex,
then continued back and pressed his hand against the other hole. I
moved away briefly than relaxed. “I want this part of you to be mine
too.” He kissed me again, then leaned back to gauge my reaction. I
didn’t know what I thought about anal sex. “It can be very
pleasurable for both of us, I would make sure of it. And if you
wanted to stop, I would stop.” I nodded and started to turn over. He
stopped me and laughed a little. “While I appreciate your
enthusiasm, we can’t just do it right now,” he kissed my forehead. “I
mean we could, but it would be painful for you, and I don’t want
that. I need to prepare you first, which can also be fun for both of
us.” He moved so he was laying on top of me supporting himself on
his elbows. He moved my legs apart with his knee and I could feel
him pressing against my sex. “I’ll show you some of my other toys
and you can tell me what you think you would want to try,” he was
panting, pressing his tip in me then pulling it back out. I bent my
knees and made myself more available to him.
“But trust me little one, there are so many things we can do
without pain, without toys,” he paused licking his lips and closing his
eyes, while he pressed himself in me a little more. “So many
positions, places, and ways to have sex, we won’t ever get tired of
each other.” I couldn’t imagine ever getting tired of him. Every time
we had sex it was a new experience for me.
The next morning at breakfast I walked in the dining room to
hear him on the phone with Will. I took my seat and poured myself
some coffee. I buttered my toast and waited for him to finish his call.
I could tell they were talking about Jane, but I tried not to look at
him. I didn’t want him to think I was trying to get any ideas. When he
ended the call he touched me hand, and I looked over to him.
“Good Morning, little one, how are you this morning?” I
smiled and covered my mouth, which was full of toast.
“Fine and you?” he chuckled at me talking with my mouth
full.
“I’m good. I need to ask you something. If Jane tried to
contact you, would you tell me?” he asked. I looked down at my
plate and then back to him.
“I don’t know. Would you send her back to Will?” Jane ran
from Will because he was an ass. I didn’t know her very well at all,
but I wouldn’t want to send her back to him if she didn’t want to go.
“Hmm. I guess it would depend,” he said and went back to
eating like that was the end of the conversation.
“What would it depend on?” I shook my head at him. He
smiled at me. “You would send her back to him wouldn’t you?” He
didn’t answer. I looked down at my plate. He reached over to the
chair next to him.
“I have a present for you,” he handed me a small white box. I
didn’t take it. I kept my eyes fixed on him. He sat the box beside my
plate. “I have a fundraiser to attend in three days, and I would like
you to be my date,” he paused, “and wear these.”
He pushed the box toward me. “Unlike the jewelry you wore
the night of the banquet, you may keep these.” He still hadn’t
answer my question, and I hadn’t taken my eyes off of him. “Open it,
Norah, and stop looking at me like you hate me. I know you’re still
upset with me, and I understand, but I don’t tolerate disrespect, you
know that.” I lowered my eyes and grabbed the box off the table.
Inside the white box was a blue velvet box. I took the blue box and
opened it. It was a pair of tear drop diamond earrings. I looked up at
him and then back down to the earrings. They were beautiful.
“Thank you, Liam. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve
these, but thank you so much.” I snapped the box shut and sat it
back on the table. I assumed they were a guilt gift. A little token to
say ‘sorry I fucked you in front of my staff.’
“You don’t like them?” he asked. I didn’t look over at him.
“Yes, I said I did. I just……I just don’t want you to think that if
you buy me a gift I can just forgive you,” I wasn’t confident in my
words. I wasn’t sure the effect they would have on him.
He said he wanted us to have a normal relationship, but he
was still a caveman, and there was nothing I could do to change that
part of him. He wanted, no he demanded respect and submission
from me in most things. He liked that I said unexpected things to
him, but I pushed the limit sometimes. I honestly didn’t know where
the limit was most of the time. He grabbed my hand.
“I’m not trying to buy your forgiveness, Norah. I said I was
sorry, I meant it, don’t make me say it again. You need to get over
it.” I stood up and grabbed my present. I looked right at him.
“I’m not just upset about yesterday, it’s this Jane thing too.
You didn’t answer me, which tells me that you would give her back
to Will, if she was found.” He stood up.
“Sit down! Will bought Jane, she is his property, and he
deserves to know where she is.”
“His property?” I turned and started out of the dining room.
“Where are you going? Come back and finish your breakfast
now.” I looked back at him, lowered my eyes, and grasped my hands
in front of me.
“I’m done, sir. Thank you for my present, I have a headache, I
would like to go to my room.” He didn’t say anything. I turned and
walked toward the stairs. I could hear him walking behind me.
“Norah, stop. I was talking about them, not us.” He grabbed
my arm. “You know I belong to you just as much as you belong to
me. I’ll see you tonight, ok?” I nodded. “Please look at me.” I looked
up at him. “Now kiss me like you’re not upset with me, so I won’t
worry all day,” he smiled. I grabbed his tie with one hand and pulled
him toward me. I covered his mouth and pressed my tongue against
his lips. He touched my face and then pulled me away. “I said like
you’re not upset, not like you want me to fuck you right now.” He
took my hand, and pressed against his length. “You’re sending me to
work with a hard on the size of Texas, little one.”
I smiled and he smiled too. “That’s what I wanted to see.” He
kissed my nose and went to work.
*****
Norah walked through the room running her hands over
some things, some things she didn’t go near. Liam stood at the door
and watched her.
“Where did you put all of these things when I was down
here?” she asked. Liam took a few steps toward her and looked
around the basement room.
“I had everything put over in the storage room,” he exhaled
and ran his hands over a set of chains hanging from the ceiling. “I
wasn’t sure I was even going to bring it all back over here.” Norah
looked back at him and nodded.
“What does Gerald or Rosa think of all this?” she asked.
“Rosa was around when I first got into this lifestyle, so I don’t
think anything surprises her anymore. Gerald was shocked, to say
the least, but I think he is used to it now.
I think they both feel as long as I have a willing partner, they
don’t need to know what we do in my bedroom, or this playroom. To
each his own, right?”
“That is a very open minded and hip way to think of all of
