Bondage Celebration (Desired Discipline) Page 5

  He tossed the paddle on the loveseat while he massaged her arms and shoulders. Moving down her body, he squeezed her breasts making sure she was doing okay. He loved feeling her head rest on his shoulder while he caressed and kneaded her tits. His cock, hard and throbbing, fit nicely in the small of her back. He stroked the head along her back wishing his jeans weren’t between them.

  Pulling himself away, he went down on his knees to rub her legs. They were beginning to tremble. He needed to get the scene moving again. Time to take it up a notch. “You’re doing well, Angel, however you’re still moving and I specifically told you to stay still. We are going to tighten the clamps by one full rotation and attach a bell to each chain. If you move enough to ring the bell, we have to start the set over. Do you understand?”

  Laura groaned and nodded.

  Her body looked relaxed and accepting, but he wasn’t taking any chances. He demanded verbal responses for a reason. “Answer me, Angel,” he used his most commanding Dom tone.

  “Okay, Sir. I’ll try.”

  Her voice was soft and full of pleasure. His little subbie was enjoying her discipline. “No, Angel. You’ll be paddled until you succeed or safeword. Those are your only two options. Trying won’t cut it.”

  “I understand.”

  To keep the arousal at its highest peak, he needed to push her boundaries. Keep her slightly off balance, never knowing what would happen next.

  He placed his fingers at the top and bottom of the adjusting screw and rotated it half a turn. Laura’s breath left her body. Once she started to inhale he moved to the left breast and did the same thing.

  “Talk to me,” he ordered. “How does that feel?”

  “It burns.”

  She took a steadying breath then nodded, letting Nick know she was ready to proceed. When his hand moved back to her right breast and repeated the tightening procedure, she shook her head.

  “You’ve already tightened that one!” She shot him such a nasty look he chuckled.

  “That’s a full turn.” He answered to her unspoken question. “I was being generous and working it up slowly. I think you should thank your Dom for being so gracious.”

  “Half turn? That was only halfway? It feels like a vise grip is squishing my nipple.”

  Nick crossed his arms over his chest denoting his patience was wearing thin.

  “Oh, all right, already! Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir, for slowly squeezing the shit out of my nipple.”

  “That smart mouth of yours just earned you two extra swats. Now ask me nicely to tighten the left clamp.” He knew he was riding her pretty hard. Yet the way her clit had shed its hood and stood proudly at attention told him his beautiful Angel was up to the challenge.

  “Please, Sir, tighten the left clamp. Its feeling left out. And please be quick about it, because I need to come real bad!”

  Nick chuckled from deep in his belly. She was such a brat. He loved that about her. Careful not to jar her nipple any more than necessary, he tightened the clamp another half turn. He reached into his pocket, pulled out the bells and held them so she could get a clear look at them.

  Laura’s eyes widened to saucer size at the sight of the bells then closed as if not looking could change her fate. Silly woman. No such luck. With a click and slight tug, he’d raised the bar that much higher.

  Nick used his finger to flick the bells. His reward was a sexy moan from Laura. He suspected the bells vibrated the clamp causing a tickling sensation to run over the tips of her breasts. “Like that, do ya?”

  “Mmm hmm.”

  “Here we go. Remember if the bells jingle we have to start over.” He wasn’t entirely sure how sensitive the bells were so he decided to take it easy on her until he got the hang of it.

  After the first swat Nick reassured her, “You’ve got this, Angel. Just keep your movements fluid and the bells will stay silent.”

  Number two was harder. Nick smiled when Laura push her ass backward, playfully asking for another and set off the bells. He fought to keep his chuckle silent.

  Nick put his tongue on the roof of his mouth and made a tsking sound. “Now we have to start over. How many swats do you have coming, Angel?” He wondered if she would remember the extra two.

  “Seven, Sir.”

  He gave her two back to back. “Good girl.” He put the paddle between his arm and his ribs so he could use both hands to rub the cheeks of her ass. They were a lovely shade of pink, hedging toward red.

  Knowing her legs were getting tired, he quickly gave her another two. “How many more, Angel?”

  “Three, Sir.” He noted the strain in her voice. Whether the position was becoming difficult to maintain or she was desperate for orgasm, he wasn’t sure.

  “Here we go, hang on.” He placed his left hand on her belly ensuring she wouldn’t move while he gave her three hard swats. Dropping the paddle on the loveseat, he wrapped his arms around her and showered kisses along her neck.

  “I’m so proud of you, Angel. I’d love to take you to our bedroom and fuck you in the comfort of our bed, but I can’t wait.” Keeping one arm around her waist to connect them, he toed off his shoes and worked the buttons to shed his pants. He was grateful there was no need for lubricant, allowing him to easily enter her pussy.

  Laura’s moan mingled with his. “God, you feel like Heaven, Laura. I’m not going last long. You have me so fucking hot, Angel.”

  “Please, Master, right here, right now, fuck me fast and hard.”

  “You come when I say you can and not before.”

  “I can’t move my legs.” She panted, frustration evident in her tone. “I can’t come like this.”

  Nick knew he was only a stroke or two away. He’d never been so large in his life. “Trust your Master, subbie!”

  “Always.”

  Unbelievably, his cock grew harder still. Laura’s submission was the most precious gift Nick could ever receive. Reaching up to the clamps, he removed them both at the same time, then spun his right hand down to her clit and pinched his girl. “Now. Come for me now, Angel!”

  Nick felt the air rush from her body as the blood returned to her nipples. Laura’s pussy throbbed and clenched around his dick. The sensations were so intense his body shook.

  She screamed as her vaginal walls gripped his cock and sent him rocketing over the edge. The orgasm he’d been holding back since he’d watched his lovely wife practice her submissive pose was finally allowed free rein. He caressed her clit until the spasms milking his cock began to weaken, but like a man possessed, he continued to rock in and out of her pussy. Nick wrapped his arms tightly around Laura, holding her, whispering in her ear the reassurances she needed to hear after such a powerful experience.

  When he was sure his legs would hold them both, he released her arm cuffs, allowing the chains to swing back and bounce against the wall. He was pretty sure his arm around Laura’s waist was the only thing keeping her upright. Kneeling as best he could, he unfastened the cuffs around her ankles. Once she was free, he swung her into his arms and carried her to bed.

  “How are you doing, my sweet Angel?”

  Somewhere along the first floor staircase, Laura began to stir. “Oh, dear God, I’ve never experienced anything like that before in my life.” She rested her head against Nick’s shoulder and melted into him. “I never knew sex could be like that. Every time I looked at my nipples chained to the wall I wanted to come. If my legs hadn’t been chained apart, I would have come on the spot.

  “And you!” She glared at him accusingly. “It felt like you kept me waiting for years before you touched my clit.” Her expression immediately softened, “Then my whole world exploded. Fireworks went off in my brain. I saw colors.”

  Nick’s smile reached from ear to ear.

  “Every nerve ending lit up in a chain reaction. I think I passed out! Holy cow, Nick. If you do that again, it might kill me.”

  “Not doing it again would kill me. So, it’s a good thing I’m the Dom and my vo
te wins.”

  Chapter Three

  Nick woke just after sunrise. As always, he found himself curled around his lovely wife. As always, he had the urge to cup her breasts and bury his cock deep inside her pussy. In years past, she would slap his hands, tell him no or make an excuse. He’d started going to work early. His staff joked about his devotion to his law firm. It had nothing to do with his commitment to his practice and everything to do with saving his marriage.

  Laura’s hands-off, ‘I’m too busy for sex’ attitude had pissed him off. Rather than constantly fight with her, morning after morning, he left temptation alone and headed to the office. He was in charge there. At home, he tried to curb his Dominant nature.

  Nick should have taken control sooner and fully accepted the lion’s share of the blame. He’d believed by suppressing his dominant side and allowing her to take the reins in the bedroom, he was meeting her needs—that her compulsion to control every aspect of her life included sex.

  His confidence in his ability to know what Laura needed had been virtually shattered when he’d discovered her submissive fantasies. While he had known she had a strong need to please, he’d thought her obsession with control overrode everything else. Misreading that one nearly cost him his marriage. It could have all been avoided had he communicated his wants and desires with her.

  And that wasn’t the only mistake he had made. To avoid a confrontation, he’d neglected to tell her they were part owners in a chain of sex clubs and kink paraphernalia stores.

  The founder of the clubs, André Devereaux, had come to him for legal advice. To do his job, he’d toured the clubs, developed the training regime for Doms to earn Master’s rights, and became intimately aware of the lifestyle.

  It wasn’t until he’d discovered Laura’s rather extensive BDSM library, that he’d told her the truth. They’d spent their anniversary getaway reinventing their relationship. It was still so new and fresh, it felt fragile, tentative. His lie of omission had shaken her trust in him. One day at a time, he was building it back.

  Though she’d made it clear she only wanted their D/s to pertain to sexual matters, she’d accepted his dominance twenty-four seven during their get-away. Now that real life was intruding, they were scaling it back. Nick didn’t like it. While he wouldn’t push her, he fully intended to make his wishes known. By sending her the collar, he’d let her know he was serious. He didn’t give it to her in person because that would have been too much pressure. This way, when she was ready, she didn’t have to worry about how to tell him. Just hand him the collar and it was done.

  Her submission was the most erotic enticement he’d ever known. Last night had been incredible. She’d met him stroke for stroke. Every challenge he had thrown her way she’d accepted. He would never go back to their old relationship. Moving forward was the only option.

  They talked so much more, but they still had a long way to go. Laura found it difficult to show vulnerability. Until he proved he was worthy of her trust, capable of taking care of her, she wouldn’t feel safe showing that side of her personality. And until then, he’d have to use every tool in his arsenal to plot the correct course in their relationship. He hoped and prayed he got it right this time.

  Nick pushed the sheet from Laura’s torso. The sun streaming through the window illuminated her flawless skin while the rush of cool air pebbled her nipples into hard peaks. With his thumb and index finger, he teased her unmercifully until he heard her breathing change.

  Her moan sent a zing through his cock. “Put your hands above your head and leave them there.”

  She whispered against his chest. “Please, Sir, I want more.”

  “Are the girls sore from our play last night?”

  Laura arched her back giving him better access. “I love what you’re doing, Sir.” Lately, he’d noticed her voice sounded breathy and needy every time she spoke to him.

  Nick stopped and waited for her to meet his gaze. “You didn’t answer me.” Just because his heart was beating overly fast and his cock had come to life with a vengeance, didn’t mean he’d let Laura sidestep a direct question.

  Her secret smile told him he’d passed a test. His little subbie liked him strict.

  “Tender, not sore. Your touch was helping a great deal, Sir.”

  “If you want my touch, then ask for it.” His tone was demanding. So different from BBA. Before their Bondage Anniversary. Somehow he doubted Hallmark would ever add that to their suggested gift list, but he would never forget it.

  The butterflies were taking flight in Laura’s stomach. “Sir, please touch my breasts.”

  “So clinical. Sorry, that doesn’t do much for me. Try again.”

  She wasn’t sure what he wanted her to say. “Please play with my nipples, Sir.”

  “Good girl. Play how?”

  “Suck them, pinch them, I don’t care. Just touch me, Master, please.” His voice, the feel of his hands, hell just thinking about him, put her body in meltdown mode. She’d been having such a bad dream. Now she couldn’t remember what it was even about. She could only focus on her body and the sex she hoped they’d be having soon.

  “My subbie, is so demanding. I love it.” He began kissing the valley between her breasts.

  Oh, how the tension was building. His hands caressed her sides. “I want to touch you, Sir.”

  His voice laced in amusement reminded her, “But I won’t allow it. You must have my permission. How does that make you feel, subbie?”

  “Wet. Wanting. Restricted.”

  “That’s right, my Angel, I’m in control. Your beautiful body belongs to me. I decide what it touches and what touches it.”

  Why was that so hot? Her entire pussy clenched when he talked like that. Shouldn’t it set her teeth on edge? Allowing another person to dictate her every action seemed belittling or demeaning and yet with Nick it was totally hot. Her clit ached every time he reminded her of their positions. His dominance was such a turn on.

  Nick moved slightly off to the side. “Turn over.”

  Laura immediately rolled over. It was awkward leaving her hands above her head. She wondered if she should lay flat or move onto her hands and knees. After a moment she decided to follow his direction to the letter. Sure her mischievous smile was hidden by her arms, she was surprised to feel a hard smack on her ass cheek.

  “How do you acknowledge a command from your Dom?”

  Feeling bratty, she decided to push back, hoping to watch her caveman lay down the law. “I did as you requested, Sir. Isn’t following orders acknowledging them?”

  “I see more training is required. Up on all fours, spread your legs and show me your ass.”

  That got her attention. Her stomach tightened and her smile dropped away. Did he intend to take her ass? “Yes, Sir.” Maybe she’d pushed him too far. She didn’t like this change of events. Showing him her butt was really embarrassing. They had discussed anal sex and he’d used plugs on her. She wasn’t sure how she felt about his cock being in there. She thought they’d talk more about it before he actually tried it. Had being bratty accelerated the time schedule?

  Her hands shook a little as she reached behind her and pulled her cheeks apart. Her stomach felt heavy, a pressure pushing down on her pussy. Was it nerves or excitement? She wasn’t sure. As Nick ran his finger around the rim of her ass, she couldn’t help jumping forward and away.

  His right hand landed soundly on her thigh as his left hand wrapped around her hips and pulled her back into place. “My body. Your choices are obey or safeword. Do you understand, subbie?”

  “Yes, Sir. Sir, what if I have a question?” She craned her neck around so she could look at him.

  “Would you like a safeword for slowing down or pausing a scene?”

  “I don’t know that I need one. You’re very attentive.” She didn’t want to hurt his feelings. He checked in with her often. She felt comfortable with their arrangement.

  “What’s your question, Angel?”

 
She had to consider how to word her concerns. If Nick thought she was second guessing him, he’d likely punish her. While the idea was exciting if it was a spanking or even a flogging, Nick could be very creative and that was a little on the frightening side. Especially where anal sex was concerned. “Will we talk about anal sex, before you do it?”

  “Before we do it, Angel,” he corrected. “And yes, we will discuss it further, if you wish. What worries you?”

  “You’re so much bigger than any of the plugs we’ve tried. It just doesn’t seem possible that it would fit.” His arm was still around her waist holding her in position. With his right hand he soothed her by rubbing her back and ass cheeks. She turned her head and watched his expressions, gauging his mood. “And there’s the whole movement aspect that scares me a bit. When the plugs are stationary they’re tolerable, but entry and exit aren’t a walk in the park. I somehow doubt you’re willing to go in and stay perfectly still.”

  “First, I want to thank you for telling me. I know it isn’t easy for you to talk about your concerns. And, no, Angel, I have no intention of staying still. You’re overthinking this. You aren’t ready for my cock yet. I’ll be honest, though, the first time will be an experience. Relaxing is the key. If you can do that, I can make it good for you.”

  Laura laughed a little harshly. “Experience? Is that code for painful?”

  “It all depends on your level of stimulation. If I put clamps on your nipples without arousing them properly, it would feel much differently than what you are used to.” Nick ran his finger around the rim causing Laura to shiver. “Trust me Angel, I plan to be in here frequently. I’m not going to rush it though. You have nothing to fear.”

  Laura did trust him. Knowing it wasn’t going to happen immediately allowed her to relax. She rested her forehead on the bed, ready for whatever he had in mind.

  “You honor me, Angel, with your trust. If you’re worried about something, I expect you to tell me. We can talk through your fears. However, there will be times when I will choose not to explain my actions and short of you safewording, my decisions stand. You need to be prepared to trust me.”