The Pleasure Room (20 page)

“Don't cry because you are discovering something about yourself you didn't know existed. Allow me to show you so much more. Are you ready, Felicity?”

“Yes.” She nodded.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir.”

He smiled then struck. Felicity cried out again and again with each contact with the cane. Soon she began to disconnect from the pain and the only thing left of her was sensation. It was as if she drifted from herself, but she was still connected to her physical being. It was one of the most amazing feelings she'd ever felt. Delirium and ecstasy and a bunch of other things she had no words to describe. She didn't even realize when the blows stopped. Dimly she became aware of Alistair holding her, caressing her and talking to her. His masculine, British-accent penetrated her drifting mental state and anchored her.

“You did very well, Felicity. I'm so proud of you. Come back to me,” Alistair was saying, over and over again. “Thank you for trusting me, sweetheart.”

“Alistair?” Felicity mumbled his name.

“Yes... It's all right. I'm here with you. You're safe. You're all right,” he said as he gently stroked her hair and kissed her face.

“What was that?” she asked, still in a daze.

“You're just coming down, now. I want you to stay focused on my voice.”

“Huh?” she said.

He chuckled. The sound rumbling through his chest sent vibrations through her breast as he  pressed close to her.

“I feel... so... weird... but in a good way,” Felicity said. “Ow!”

“What?”

“That hurts, those welts.”

“I know, that's part of the experience. You went into what I call an unconscious state of consciousness, best known as subspace. It happens when endorphins and epinephrine chemicals are released. It's a natural high. Truly beautiful to behold... transcending. I'm so very proud of you Felicity... such a significant breakthrough we've made.” Alistair smiled again and kissed her more passionately than he had before and that was saying a lot.

Felicity leaned into his kiss as far as she could before the restraints reminded her of her predicament. She moaned, but settled back against the leather. Her eyes trailed over his body and she smiled when she saw the huge tent in the crotch of his pants.
 

Alistair pulled away then he followed her gaze and knew why she was smiling. “Take pride in that, my dear,” he said, turning and walking back to the table to put the cane down. He looked over his tools and selected a new one. When he turned around, Felicity saw that he was holding a silver vibrator with ridges along its length.

“This isn't another punishment, is it, sir?” Felicity asked, hoping it wasn't.

“No. This is your reward for making such a promising breakthrough. But I must warn you, Felicity. You are not to cum without my permission, do you understand?”

“Yes, Alistair.”

“Wonderful. Relax and enjoy,” he said as he switched the vibrator on. The little device began to buzz in his hand and he touched it to her body and she quaked at first contact. He teased her nipples with it as his fingers trailed over her sensitive spot. He worked her into a frenzy before probing the vibrator between her legs.

Felicity arched and gasped as the vibrations hit her clit. Alistair leaned forward, kissing her, his tongue pushing past her lips, exploring her mouth. Felicity moaned against him as he slid the vibrator inside of her. He broke the kiss and began licking and sucking his way down her body. He paused at her breasts, giving them special attention for several long moments. He circled his tongue around one nipple before sucking it into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the sensitive tip. Switching, he did the same to the other until Felicity was writhing against her bindings.

He looked up at her. “Do you like that, Felicity?” His lips went back to work on her nipple.

Felicity moaned in response. “Yes, sir.” She began to pant, her moans growing louder and more frequent as the muscles in her legs tightened around his hand.

He pulled the vibrator away
.
 

“Did I not tell you about cumming without my permission?” Alistair warned.

“But I wasn't, sir.”

“You were very close. Felicity, do not disobey me again.”

She looked at him, the seriousness in his expression and she nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Good.” He knelt in front of her, teasing her with the vibrator along the folds of her center before returning it to its previous position. Felicity gasped as the pleasurable device slid deeply inside her, vibrating along her walls, sending shocks of unbridled ecstasy through her core.  

“So beautiful,” Alistair said as he watched her expression of sheer wanton enjoyment.

He licked a trail from between her breast down the length of her stomach, his tongue circling and dipping into her navel. He worked the vibrator in and out of her, making sure to brush her clit with each stroke. Felicity wanted to grab handfuls of his hair, but she couldn't. All she could do was watch him master her body. He moved lower until his tongue brushed between the folds of her pussy.

“Oh shit!” Felicity said, overwhelmed by pleasure.

With a relentless abandon, he sucked and licked at her center, moaning as he did creating an even more intense sensation along with the vibrator. He opened his eyes, looking up at Felicity as he devoured her. Lapping at the juices as they flowed freely into this mouth.

Remembering his orders, she began to beg for release. “Please, sir, oh please let me cum!” she panted.

Alistair pulled back, denying her.

“No.”

Felicity cried out. “Please, please, don't stop,” she pleaded.

Alistair laughed then leaned forward, darting  his tongue between her legs, teasing her clit with gentle brushes. Just enough to make her jerk with each touch.

She growled her frustration and thrashed against her bindings.

“I thought this was supposed to be my reward, sir?” she asked with more attitude than necessary.

“That tone will not get you want you want,” he said, one eyebrow cocked.

“I'm sorry, Alistair.” Felicity settled back against the cross, even though it was difficult for her to do so.

Alistair ran the vibrator along her calves, then back up her thighs. “This is your reward. I just want to make sure you really appreciate it when you finally get it.”

Without warning, he dived in again. Tongue and vibrator working in unison to bring Felicity back to the edge. She panted and gasped, whimpered and whined as he pressed his face harder to her, sucking her clit between his lips with a technique that would have made Cupid jealous. Felicity pulled against her restraints as she began to feel that wave building.
 

“Oh, Alistair, please! Please don't stop! Don't... don't.... please...cum...” Her breath came in labored gasped as she struggled to speak the words he wanted to hear.

Alistair increased his speed adding more pressure as his lips and tongue licked and sucked. The vibrator rubbed that spot deep inside of her so perfectly, it was driving her insane with pleasure.

“Cum for me, Felicity” he said against her flesh, his words slightly muffled.

That was all she needed to hear, she let go, relishing in the intense orgasm he coaxed out of her. She thrashed against the cross, the bind around her waist keeping her in place for the most part. Alistair was relentless as he brought her through her climax. He swallowed as she flooded his mouth with the release of her pleasure. Felicity could barely catch her breath as his tongue gently suckled the folds of her pussy, licking straight down the middle and dipping inside with a little wiggle at the tip of his tongue. It was enough to drive Felicity into a frenzy. Moments later, he pulled back, removing the vibrator and tossing it on the floor. Quickly, he undid the binding on her ankles.  He rose, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, then reached up, undoing Felicity's binds from her wrists, then the one from around her waist.

“On your knees,” Alistair commanded. His cock was raging against his zipper and he was aching to free himself.

Felicity knelt before him, she licked her lips, eager for what she knew was coming next.

“You know what I want.” He looked down at her, one eyebrow cocked.

Felicity smiled mischievously and shook her head. “I need you to tell me what you want me to do, sir.” she teased, knowing her delay was most likely driving him insane with anticipation. And a big part of her was loving that.

Alistair smirked, seeing her game for what it was. He reached down, twisting a handful of her hair in his fist, yanking her head upward as he leaned down. It was more of a shock to her than painful. It also excited her to see him so aggressive.

“You will suck my cock until I cum and you will not stop until I tell you to, do you understand?” Alistair demanded.

Felicity nodded. “Yes, Alistair.”

He released her, straightened himself and waited. Felicity began to unbutton his pants, then she pulled down the zipper. She slipped her hand inside his silk boxer brief, finding his erection. Slowly, she stroked it, smiling as she watched him twitch from her touch. Pulling his erection free from his briefs, she leaned forward, her mouth opening to take him inside. Alistair shuddered as she enveloped him in the tight, hot wetness of her lovely mouth. He threw his head back, reveling in the stimulation of her lips and tongue.

“Ahhh, very good, lick the tip,” Alistair instructed. He moaned and jerked. “Yes! Just like that, harder.”

Felicity pulled away and looked up at him. “I know how to do this, you know?”

Alistair looked down at her. “There's sucking cock and then there's giving a man a blow-job so spectacular he gives you the password to his bank account. I'm giving you the techniques you need to achieve the latter. If you just want me to cum, fine, keep doing what you're doing. If you want me to blow my load, then follow my instructions.”

Felicity frowned. “Insulting my damn cunnilingus skills...” she mumbled.

“What was that?” Alistair inquired having heard some of her griping.

“Nothing, sir.” she said.

“One and two.”

And fuck you, too,
she cursed mentally.
 

“My cock is in need of attention,” Alistair pointed out.

Felicity took hold of him again, a little rougher than before.

“Three.”

She eased up.

“Better.” Alistair watched as she took him into her mouth again. Just the sight of her lips wrapped around him was almost enough to send him over the edge. But he had a job to do and he hoped he could do it before that moment came. “Slowly, pull all the way back and add suction when you reached the head.”

Felicity did as she was told, coming off his dick with an audible pop as air was freed from her suction. She sucked him again, taking him deeper into her throat. She chuckled when she felt him shudder.
Yeah, I thought you'd like that, wise ass.

“Aaahhhh, fuuuckk,” Alistair groaned as she slid off his shaft and applied the technique he'd taught her. “I love that, the vibration. Here's another technique... hum as you take me deeper. Dip your tongue in the tip as you pull back. Work my shaft with your hand in conjunction with your lips.”

Felicity listened to his every command and put it all together. Soon, she had him trembling with each stroke of her tongue. His chest heaved as his breathing quickened as she hummed and stroked his shaft. His cock grew harder in her mouth and it leaked freely as she lapped up every drop. Alistair's entire body tensed as he felt his orgasm rolling through him. Felicity could tell he was close and she applied pressure to his sensitive points above his groin and below his balls. He threw his head back, eyes closed shut as he roared. He gripped the cross, the only thing that was keeping him upright as he exploded into Felicity's wonderful mouth. Alistair quaked violently as she continued to drain his cock. He bit his bottom lip, growling as Felicity sucked the last spurts from him. She continued to stroke his shaft, each motion making him jerk and spasm.

“Stop!” he demanded, unable to take any more stimulation.

Felicity let him go and he fell back against the St. Andrew's Cross.

“So, when should I expect those digits?” Felicity teased. “Sir.”

It took Alistair a minute to comprehend what she was talking about and then he remembered his comment about her giving him a spectacular blow-job. He laughed, the charming sound filling the room and bringing a smile to Felicity's face.

“If I'm not careful, you might get lucky,” Alistair said with a wink. He slipped his pants off completely along with his shoes and socks. “Come here.”

Felicity came to him and he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Their lips met, tongues joining as they fondled each other. Alistair slid hands down to Felicity's ass and gripped both cheeks, lifting her and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

“I recall you mentioning something about a woman in a sling being fucked quite well by her Dom,” Alistair said.

“It's nice to know that you pay attention to the things I say, Alistair,” Felicity said, though in humor, but in reality, she meant every word. Since meeting him, she felt that she was probably one of the most important things in Alistair's life. She couldn't believe it's only been about a week.