The Innocent (11 page)

“Masterful,” he finished for her.

“Your upbringing and social status.”  She shrugged as she maintained a firm hold.  “When I first met you, you were the smoldering hot professor, but I never expected this.”  Giving him a good squeeze, she leaned in and punished his mouth with her lips and teeth.  She needed to know how far he’d go, how far she could push him before he pushed back.

As she continued to brutally kiss him, she expected a backlash, a struggle.  Instead, his cock quickly grew hard in her hand.  Whereas she’d expected horror, disbelief, and disgust in his eyes, she found intrigue and desire.

“You really do like all flavors, don’t you?” she said.

“Does that disappoint you?”

She shook her head.  “It’s a surprise.”  She glanced at her full hand before returning her gaze to his eyes.  “Price definitely needs to be the master at all times. Dominance is a major part of his being.” She shrugged. “Okay, there have been a few occasions when he’s submitted.  It can excite him a bit if he’s in the right mood, but I think he did it more to please me.  But vanilla?  Never.  In all the time I’ve known him he’s never made love to me the sweet and tender way you do.”

“I guess I could say the same about you.” He put his hand over hers and squeezed her fingers around his engorged cock. “Never could I have imagined that such a prim and proper young lady could be so demanding when it comes to getting what she wants.  Granted I may not be as well versed in the art of kinky sex as Price is, but I’ve had my fair share of mentors.”

“You're wrong.”

Sebastian frowned, making Serena smile as she ran her fingers along his hard shaft.

“You're the true master, Sebastian.  All this time I thought it was Price, but you are the bigger master. You can be anything and everything.”  She let her body glide against his as she slid down to face his arousal.  Meek and eager to please, she took him in her mouth.

Chapter 13

Switzerland was a feast for the eyes.  Long before they landed, the majestic snow-capped Alps came into view and Serena stared at the mesmerizing view.  It was an inspiring vision.  Below, a patchwork of farmland and forests were sliced with a few country roads that led to isolated farmhouses and quaint Swiss homes.  And all with the Alps as their backdrop.

“Have you ever been?”  Buckled in, Sebastian sat in the passenger seat beside her and held her hand.

Serena shook her head.  “Price has taken me to many places, but never here. This is spectacular.  All the pictures I’ve seen are absolutely worthless when compared to seeing it up close. Where are you taking me, exactly?” 

“I bought a magnificent little chalet a few years back.  It’s not at all like the ostentatious home back in California and I instantly fell in love with it.  It’s far enough from any neighbors and close enough to beautiful cities and all they have to offer.”

“Actually, I meant what city.” St. Moritz?  Geneva?  Bern?”

He chuckled and gazed at her.  “I think it’s best you not know that little detail.”

She bit her lip and grinned.  “Think I might divulge our whereabouts?”

“Let’s just say, I wouldn’t want to have Price barge in and ruin what I have planned for us.”

The plane slowly made its descent and the mesmerizing chain of mountains turned into looming peaks that pierced the sky.

“I could never have imagined something could go so high.  It’s unreal.”

“If we have time we’ll get a little sightseeing in.”

The plane landed, smooth and easy then taxied to a private hangar.  A silver Mercedes waited nearby.

“You know, I don’t have anything to wear except the clothes on my back,” Serena said as she got out of the plane.

“Don’t worry.”  He opened the passenger door of the car and gazed at her from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.  “The way I see it, you're overdressed.”  He chuckled.  “Chances are you won’t need much clothes, but I do have a wide variety of interesting garments at home.  If ever you need anything in addition to that, we’ll go out and find something appropriate for you.”

Laughing she got in the car and was immediately eager to arrive at their destination.  He was deliberately vague when speaking of his getaway home and she was eager to see all the secrets he kept there.

In awe of every charming home, every new mountain peak and every little town and village they passed through, Serena stared out the window, eager to see more.  Already, she noticed a sign for Bern, but they drove on.

Sebastian was cool and quiet as he drove, pointing out various buildings of interest or commenting on the people who lived in one town or another.

“You seem to know your way around pretty well.”

“I only bought the place last year, but I’ve sneaked over here every chance I’ve had.  I always feel reborn when I arrive.  I don’t know if it’s because it puts such great distance between my father and me, or if it’s simply the magic of the mountain air.”

Serena chuckled as she tried to read the name of the street.  “Did you see that name?  It goes on forever.  Heilingens… something.”

“Heilingenschwendistrasse,” he said with authority.

“Yeah, right.”

They drove on and Serena sat back and let the magic of the mountains take over.  After a while, he turned the Mercedes onto a narrow, winding road. 

“They run out of asphalt?” Serena said as she looked down the road that was barely wide enough for one car.  “Hope you don’t run into one of your neighbors.”

“There’s not much of a chance of that.  This is a private road.  Everything you see here on in is mine.”

Serena gasped and looked at the flowering meadows that spread out on either side of the car.  It was picture perfect and she couldn’t have imagined a better place to escape to.

“Think you can handle being out here a little while?”

“I think you're going to have a hard time convincing me to ever leave here.”

“Good.  I like the sound of that.”

The high peak of his
little
cottage came into view.  The large structure was impressive in every way.  It was sized like an extravagant mansion, but warm and charming in so many ways.  Every window had lovely hand painted shutters. The intricate woodwork caught her eye and she was amazed by the workmanship.  At first glance, it had all the charm a Swiss chalet promised, but as they got closer, as Sebastian pulled up in front of the main door, Serena realized it was far more than a quaint little chalet.

It was a sumptuous hideaway.

“Let me show you around.”  Sebastian helped her out of the car.  “After all those hours cramped on the plane, a little stroll will do us some good.”  He led her to a wide stone paved path that circled around the large home and brought them to the spectacular gardens in the back.

Serena inhaled the fragrant air.

“Of course I can’t take credit for the beauty of those blooms,” Sebastian said. “I have three wonderful and dear women who come in to help tend to the place.  They're efficient, hard-working, and man do they know their blooms.”

“I didn’t know you liked flowers.”

“Who doesn’t like flowers?”

As they followed the path they came to a large fountain that spewed water from twelve feet up.  The water crashed continually into the large basin where several fish milled around. 

They walked around for another twenty minutes, looking at flowers, examining fish ponds and even feeding a few wayward ducks.

Beyond the pond was a small stone terrace.  A tiny table for two sat in the center and was set with wine glasses, dishes and cutlery.

“Lunch is served.”

“Did your staff see us coming?”

“I called just before we prepared to land.”

“You really thought of everything.”

“I thought you might be a little hungry after the flight.”

“I’ll admit our recent activities have opened my appetite.”

He grinned and pulled a chair back for her.

They had a pleasant lunch amidst the gentle buzz of bees and the fragrant cool breeze.  It was a strange but welcomed contrast to the hot and fiery flight they’d had.

Looking at them now, no one would ever suspect the torrid games they’d played, nor the mystery of the games to come.

“Enough fresh air for now,” Sebastian said as he stood.  “Let’s go inside.  I still have a lot to show you.”

The chalet was as magnificent inside as its outer appearance promised.  Large wooden pillars rose to the cathedral ceiling where massive wood beams held the roof up.  The air inside was cool and carried the light scent of wood.

“The kitchen should be well-stocked and you’ll find whatever you like.”

The large kitchen was modern, but with a hint of old world charm.  Serena could easily picture herself walking around barefoot, fixing breakfast or lunch for Sebastian while he toiled away on a new musical creation.

And as they moved on to the living room which doubled as a music room, the image of her and Sebastian working on music together was irresistible.  A large leather sofa sat facing a magnificent baby grand.  The image came to her so clear and so precise.  She sat on the sofa sipping expensive wine while Sebastian fingered the piano.  Occasionally she rose to scratch out a note on his composition and replace it with a more harmonious choice.  Together they made spectacular music.  And once the composition was complete, they celebrated their accomplishment with music of a whole other kind.

“And now for the piece de la resistance…”  He said, breaking into her reverie.  He led her to a long corridor, pulled out a key and slid it into the keyhole.  “This is one room I don’t want to have the help snooping around in.  I don’t think they’d quite understand.”

He opened the door onto a veritable feast of adult toys and Serena instantly knew where they’d celebrate each and every musical achievement.

Chapter 14

Serena opened her eyes and saw Sebastian sitting on a chair by the window.  His gaze was thoughtful, almost impatient as he looked at her. Wearing only drawstring, off white linen pants, his torso was strong and appealing in the morning light. She propped herself up on an elbow and looked at him.

“Well rested?” he asked.  His gaze dipped down to her bare breasts.

“Very.  You?”

“I woke up with your beautiful breasts on my mind and a raging hard on for you, Serena. I can’t think of a better way to wake up.”  He stood and came to her, his eyes narrowing with mischief. “Don’t worry.  I have no intention of making any great demands on you today.  On the contrary.”

“Well then, what do you have in mind this morning?”

He looked pensive for a moment.  “I’ve known men, lonely or perhaps just kinky men, who’ve spent a lot of money on expensive and realistic sex dolls.”

“I’ve heard of men like that.”

“While for some it’s the only woman they’ll ever fuck, for others it’s a choice.  They enjoy the games they can conjure up with a woman who is so willing.”

“I imagine it is.”

“I’ve never enjoyed the idea much.  I think the scent… plastic, latex… whatever they're made of… would turn me off.  I also prefer the warmth of human skin.  Having said that, I do like the idea of playing doll… with you.”

She cocked a very interested brow.

“Today,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed and pushed a lock of hair off her brow. “I will dress you, feed you, wash you, undress you and fuck you as I choose. You will remain immobile and maintain whatever pose I put you in.  You are not to speak, to react or move at all… no matter what.”

Serena looked into his piercing eyes and controlled the thrilled bolt of electricity that passed through her.  It was a game she’d never played and was excited by the prospect.  Adopting a blank stare, she gave her body a firm, but malleable stance.

“Perfect.”  He stood and sat her up then turned her legs off the edge of the bed.  “First, let’s get you dressed.”  Reaching inside the drawer of the bedside table, he pulled out a black leather bra and fitted it on her.  The bra, instead of covering her breasts, simply had a leather strap that wrapped around her torso, while two one inch bands ran up over each breast, barely covering her nipples, before running on over her shoulder to bind with the strap at her back.

Once the bra was in place, Sebastian pushed her onto her back with a firm hand to her chest.  He brought her legs straight up and proceeded to pass a short and frilly black leather skirt over her legs.  With an equally firm yank, he pulled her off the bed and brought the skirt up to her waist and snapped it tight.

“That should do the trick for now,” he said as he gave her ass a sound slap.

When he picked her up in his arms, Serena maintained the pose of an inanimate doll by keeping her arms and legs rigid.  Pleased, he brought her to the kitchen table and sat her down.

“You must be hungry after such a good night’s sleep.”  With his index finger and thumb, he grabbed her cheeks and squeezed, forcing her to part her lips.  He shoved a strawberry into her mouth and clamped her lips shut.  Repeatedly, he opened her mouth and shoved a fruit in.  When he approached her lips with a large rod of pineapple, the juices trickled down her chin and on to her breasts.

“Now look what I’ve done.”  He lightly tapped her lips with the stick of pineapple.  He looked at her, his eyes displeased as he reached for a damp cloth.  But instead of wiping her clean, he ran his hand over her breasts, smearing the sticky juice over her chest.

Bringing the pineapple to her mouth again, he gently ran the tropical fruit over her lips then firmly forced it in only to pull it out again.

Serena pursed her lips slightly as the fruit ran in and out of her mouth.  Without warning, Sebastian dropped the pineapple, turned her away from the table so she faced him and pulled his engorged cock out of his drawstring pants. As any man would to any inanimate doll, he rammed his cock into her mouth.

Remaining immobile, Serena’s only response was the gentle sucking action she brought to her mouth.  After barely a minute, he pulled out, clamped her mouth shut and walked away.

After he’d left the kitchen, Serena heard the front door close then the car door.  The motor roared to life and the car sped away.