To Love and Obey (20 page)

Eighteen

Dear Diary,

What can I say? It seems each time I’m with Nick, the more I fall in love with him.

As my Dom, He’s so dominating yet respectful. He doesn’t humiliate me or get some twisted pleasure out of seeing me at my weakest. Instead, Master tries to help me, cultivate me and mold me into the woman I can be.

As my colleague, Nick is always encouraging me to do my best and not be intimidated by the students or the reputation the school has. He wants me to focus on being a good educator, and encouraging the students to try their best, no matter what.

As my boyfriend, he’s so romantic. He always surprises me with little things, like a small note in my purse telling me how much he appreciates me or taking me to see a play I’ve wanted to see. But the other night when we conversed about hip-hop while he was taking my down my braids…that was what wet dreams are made of.

Nick, by far, has been the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Now I know why he’s called Saint Nick. He was sent by God, I swear.

Zerrin.

Zerrin closed her diary and began to get ready for the evening. Nick chose a long grey pencil skirt and white blouse for her, with high heels. She had grown accustomed to wearing the stilettos, though she still preferred her sneakers and chunky heels. It was easier on the feet at the end of the day.

“Give me a number,” Nick stated.

Zerrin applied a light blush to her cheeks. “A number?”

“Yeah, any number between one and ten,” Nick straightened out his tie.

“Um, three?” Zerrin shrugged.

“Three, huh?” Nick smiled. “I think I can work with three.”

“What’s that about?” Zerrin caught a glimpse of a mischievous smile forming on Nick’s face. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“Three,
tesoro mio
…” Nick walked over to Zerrin and caressed her face, trailing his fingers down to the swell of her breasts, “…is the number of times I’m going to make you cum tonight.”

Zerrin felt her breath stop in the middle of her throat. She finally released it in short, jagged breaths. “You know, we can always stay inside tonight,” she shrugged, “we don’t have to go to that function tonight.”

“Oh no, we’re going,” Nick smiled. “It’ll be something to look forward to later. Let’s go.”

****

The reception was held in one of the conference rooms at the Kimmel Center on the main NYU campus. It already had the setting of a high-society affair. A string quartet played in a corner, while servers passed around hors d'oeuvres and sparkling apple cider to guests. Nick and Zerrin mingled separately, talking with students, some of whom had brought their parents along.

“Congrats, graduates on your accomplishments!” Rosemary raised a glass of sparking apple cider. “I have seen many of you throughout the years and I am so proud of you. To witness the growth and see you pursue your dreams, it makes my job as an educator that much more rewarding. I encourage you to pursue whatever makes you happy and keep striving. And when you get a famous, please give me a shout-out on television! Cheers!”

Everyone raised their glasses to toast. “Now, would a few members of our faculty like to address the students?” Rosemary asked to the faculty members. “Nick! What about you? Come up here! You’re full of wisdom!”

Nick’s raised his eyebrows, questioning why Rosemary singled him out instead of the more talkative professors. He walked to the podium, still holding his champagne flute. He thought quickly about what he wanted to say and then spoke in the microphone. “Kick ass and don’t disappoint me,” he raised his glass to amusing chuckles and cheers.

After Nick stepped away from the podium, his other colleagues followed his lead, offering humorous antidotes to the graduates. “That was short and sweet,” Zerrin commented as Nick approached her.

“I was once a college graduate and I know how it feels to listen to speech after speech after speech. No one remembers what was said or who said it. Can you recall what the valedictorian said at your graduation?” Nick asked and Zerrin gave a shrug. “Exactly. No one remembers because no one
cares.
They just want to get the diploma, go out and get drunk, then join the real world like the rest of us.”

“Some might care,” Zerrin suggested.

“Oh,” Nick tested her, “do you?”

“I care about you and what you want,” Zerrin glanced at her boyfriend, “so yes, I do care.”

Nick took another sip of cider. “I want to test that theory.” His voice lowered and became more authoritative.

Zerrin noticed the change and knew it was
play
time. “I’m listening, Sir.”

“Wait for Me back in the office. You are to be blindfolded and waiting in a comfortable position. You can determine what I mean by
comfortable.
Go now.” He ordered.

“At Your will, Sir,” Zerrin finished her cider and took the keys from Nick and headed to His office.

From a distance, Rosemary watched the interaction between Nick and Zerrin. She briefly wondered what was going on there.

****

Zerrin patiently waited for Nick back at his office. She remembered He hadn’t asked her to kneel or bend over; there was no telling how long he was going to be gone and he didn’t want her to hurt herself by waiting on the hard floor for him.

Instead, she chose to wait on the sofa in a seated, crossed-leg position. Her hands were resting on her lap and she looked poised, as if she was in a modeling shoot. She briefly recalled how nervous she was before when she had to wait for Him, her mind racing and she could never keep still. Months later, she was able to clear her mind and focus on her breathing and mediation. She noticed her entire spirit seemed to have been reborn due to her Master. She was no longer stressed out about work, school, and having some sort of a private life. She fully enjoyed her life now.

She suddenly heard the door open and assumed it was Nick. She didn’t greet Him nor did she remove the blindfold; she knew her role. Instead, she continued to wait on the sofa in her chosen position, waiting for His next instruction.

She heard the sound of classical music being played and her heart skipped a beat. She wondered what He was going to do to her, if He was going to spank or flog her again. She had difficulty containing the racing beat of her heart and her erratic mind. She calmed a little when she heard the sound of a drawer opening then closing. She then heard His footsteps toward her direction.

“Stand,” Nick ordered.

Zerrin carefully stood up and placed her hands behind her back. Her Master turned her around and quickly bound her wrists together. He undid a few buttons of her blouse, exposing her lacy bra and lifted her skirt up to her waist. He smoothed his hands over her thighs, squatting down to kiss the back of her thighs, then her ass.

Oh shit…
Zerrin kept still, though every fiber of her being was set ablaze by Nick’s hands and mouth. She breathed deeply through her nose, calming herself down though it was close to impossible. She wanted Him and it was frustrating her they hadn’t started yet.

Nick sat down in front of the couch on the floor with his legs straight out. He looked up at Zerrin and saw how willingly obedient she was. It made Him proud to see how far she had come in the short time they were together. “Slowly lower yourself onto Me. I’ll guide you.” He directed.

With her Master’s hands on her legs, Zerrin slowly lowered herself onto Him. He kept scooting her up towards His face, His hands holding her steady. She moved herself up until her sex was on His mouth.

She felt the heat of her Master’s mouth and squirmed a little in anticipation. “Shhh…” He whispered, seemingly reading her thoughts. “I got you.”

He darted His tongue a few times, lightly playing with her swollen nub and getting a taste. He soon became serious and licked her, twirling His tongue around on her clit with long strokes. He then began to lick faster, her clit throbbing against His skilled tongue as He held her steady.

Zerrin softly cried as her Master pleasured her. Her body began to shake and her thighs tightened, trying to prolong the impending orgasm. She panted heavily, riding His tongue, making coos and cries as she held out as long as she could. “Master, may I cum?” she begged.

“You may,” He encouraged.

Zerrin fell over on the sofa as she came on her Master’s tongue, calling out to the heavens and breathing deeply. She felt her body slightly lift up and her Master move away from her. Just as she recovered from her orgasm, she felt Him kneeling behind her with His hands on her hips. He quickly grabbed a condom and slid it on. He then spread her legs a little more and slid inside her, inhaling a sharp breath.

“Fuck, you’re so tight…” Nick created a fast pace, riding Zerrin’s ass as he moved inside her. He raised a hand and crushed it against Zerrin’s ass, causing a yelp from Zerrin.

It had only been a short while since her last orgasm and Zerrin already felt the tight coil forming inside her pussy, contracting against Nick’s cock and milking Him. “Master…” Zerrin begged.

“You know what to do,” Nick continued to move inside her.

Zerrin softly shrieked as her Dom continued to fuck her. She had a love-hate relationship with
orgasm denial
: she loved the build-up but hated it at the same time. It was a sweet torture she had get through to get the glorious gift of an orgasm. “Master, may I please cum?” she cried.

“You may,” Nick granted her wish.

Zerrin collapsed on the sofa again as the orgasm flowed through her body, her Master still fucking her. She briefly wondered why her Dom was so generous in gifting her the orgasms. It then occurred to her it was only two of them; He still had one more to give her.

Nick suddenly pulled out of Zerrin and removed the rope from her wrists. “Turn around and sit on the edge of the couch,” He demanded and Zerrin complied. He spread her legs again and pulled her close to him, her ass off the couch, and slid inside her again. “Hold on to Me,
tesoro
.”

Zerrin wrapped her arms around Nick’s back as He continued the unrelenting fucking. Their bodies were pressed together in a delicious sweat as their moans and grunts filled His office. They moved together, synchronized as one, finding a steady rhythm for them both.

****

Outside Nick’s office, Rosemary listened to everything by holding a glass to the door. She licked her lips, listening to Zerrin’s moans and wondering what Nick was doing to her. Her own pussy began to contract, a small wetness pooling at her sex. She heard of rumors what Nick was doing with some of his students, but she had never investigated.

Until now.

****

Back inside Nick’s office, Zerrin felt her body prepare for her third orgasm. She clutched Nick’s tightly as His thrusting increased. “Master, may I please cum?”

“No,” Nick lifted Zerrin back on the couch and pulled out. “Turn over and be still.”

Zerrin breathed hard through her nose. She was so close to climaxing again, just for her Dom to deny her the release. Oh, that orgasm denial shit took some getting used to. She heard Him open and close some drawers and so some shuffling beside her. She cleared her mind and focused on her breathing.

She felt several small pads placed on her cheeks, the type one would have when they’re getting an EKG at the hospital. She again wondered what was going on but again calmed her mind. She was open for anything Nick suggested and He rarely did something that caused her discomfort.

“Kneel,” He ordered.

Zerrin eased herself on the floor, in front of the couch. “Turn around, slowly, and sit on the edge of the couch,” He ordered again.

Zerrin complied and waited for His next instruction. She heard Nick turn a switch on and the pads on her ass began to pulsate and massage her. “You said you were interested in electro-stimulation,
tesoro
,” Nick spoke quietly, “I’m granting your wish.”

Electro-stimulation was gentler and easier than Zerrin thought it would be. When she first heard of it, she thought of shock therapy or people being electrocuted. This method, however, was pure stimulation. As the pads massaged her ass, she felt her pussy contract as well, almost in tune with the pads.

She felt her Master’s presence before her again. He slid His cock inside her and grabbed her ass, almost lifting her off the couch. Nick didn’t ease into soft lovemaking. He quickly thrust inside Zerrin, making her clutch at His back and moan in His ear.

The electro pads combined with her Master’s fucking and being blindfolded at the same time was too much for Zerrin to handle. All of her senses were on overload and she felt delirious, trying to get to that climax point. Her pussy began to softly contract against Nick’s cock, letting Him know of the impending orgasm.

“Master, may I please cum?” Zerrin moaned.

“You may,” Nick allowed.

Zerrin arched her feet and dug her fingers into Nick’s back as she climaxed yet again. She softly shuddered against him, causing Nick to have his own release and he emptied inside of his girlfriend, her walls softly milking him. “Fuck…” He breathed. He eased her back on the couch and he sat next to her. They both were sweaty and spent.