Rose shivered in the dry coolness of the hotel room. Goosebumps erupted on her skin as she settled
herself more comfortably on the bed. She
was naked except for a black, silk, blindfold that she’d knotted around her
eyes as instructed. She’d folded the
scarf twice to make sure that nothing was visible before covering her
eyes. Once before, she’d made the
mistake of leaving herself the ability to see.
The punishment had been sound and she’d not made that mistake
again. Rose didn’t like pain. Light spanking during sex was one thing,
punishment was quite another. She went
out of her way to avoid punishment and today was no exception. Rose followed Aidan’s instructions to the
letter. She’d showered and applied the
lilac-scented body oil that he preferred.
Aidan liked her hair to dry naturally so she’d left it wet. After straightening up the bathroom, she’d
blindfolded herself and arranged her body lengthwise on the bed as he’d
instructed. She lay on her back, legs pressed
together and her hands resting lightly on her ribs, just under her full round
breasts. Her long, black hair spilled
out over the pillow like an ebony curtain.
Everything was exactly as Aidan had demanded. Rose did her best to relax and be
patient. There was no way to know how
long she’d have to wait for Aidan to come.
Sometimes it was five minutes; sometimes it could be an hour. The waiting was its own form of torture. Her body thrummed with anticipation at what
he might do to her. Her nipples
tightened and her core flooded as images of Aidan’s mouth and hands on her body
raced through her mind. Rose loved him.
Loved the games they played. Her utter
submission to him was thrilling. It was
a release that she craved and one that she wasn’t willing to live without. Only Aidan had ever been able to claim her
true submission and she was utterly devoted to him.
Outside of the bedroom Rose was a Certified Public
Accountant at one of the biggest global accounting firms in the world. She was on the youngest executives in the
firm and she ruled her division with an iron fist. She was fair and her employees enjoyed
working for Rose, but she lived by one rule … encourage good behavior and
punish bad behavior. That didn’t leave
her many friends, but the competition was fierce and she couldn’t let her guard
down for even an instant or else be run out on her ass so fast she wouldn’t
know what hit her. For years that
attitude had followed her into the bedroom.
Rose chose men she could control.
Ones who would do her bidding and let her walk all over them. It had been as satisfying as drinking flat
soda. There’d been no life to the sex,
no thrill or excitement. Her dominance over
her lovers had dissatisfied her and left her restless. She hated having to spell out everything she
wanted. She despised them for seeking
her approval rather than just taking her body and demanding her
compliance. None had lasted very
long. That changed when Rose met
Aidan.
Aidan’s looks had first attracted Rose attention. He was tall, six feet to her five, but lean
with an athletically muscled body. His
hair was a rich, velvety brown and close cropped. His lips were full and set off even, white
teeth. His brown eyes were dark, more
midnight than azure and when he smiled, his eyes smiled too. They were his best feature. Aidan attended Rose Company’s 10th
anniversary celebration with his sister who worked in the Marketing
division. He’d been laughing and joking
with her and a few of the other Marketing employees when she’d walked up the refreshment
table next to them. Aidan spotted her
and excused himself to come to speak to Rose.
By then, she’d overhead enough of their conversation to know that he was
a software developer and apparently a PlayStation junkie. In other words, he was a big kid and a
computer geek. No, thank you Rose
thought. He was gorgeous, but she had
enough geeks to deal with in her line of work.
When Aidan introduced himself and suggested they go out for coffee she’d
blown him off, been slightly rude actually, but he shocked her by telling her
he wasn’t asking, he was telling her when and where to show up. She’d just started at him dumbfounded, both
by being given an order and by her body’s reaction to it. The thong she wore was soaked and her nipples
had hardened under the thin silk of her evening dress. Before she’d been able to recover Aidan
stepped closer, leaned in and said, “I can see you’re used to giving orders,
but somehow I don’t think that pleases you.
I think you need someone to command you.” “You have no idea what you’re
talking about.” Rose sputtered. “Oh I
think I do,” Aidan smiled, shifted to position himself slightly in front of her
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t be late. I’ll
be very disappointed if you are.”
Rose arrived at Starbucks the next day precisely at 1 o’clock
in the afternoon just as Aidan instructed.
He had been pleased and her reward had been one of the most sensuous and
raw sexual experiences of her life. That
had been a year ago. During that time
Aidan mastered both her body and her heart.
Aidan had done things to her that she’d never have admitted desiring to
anyone else. It was more than his sexual
dominance that captured her. It was his
devotion to her and their relationship.
He may be the master of her body, but she was his partner in all other
things and Rose flourished within their relationship. Her life was complete in ways it never had
been before and she was content. In
fact, today was the anniversary of the night they’d met, which was why she was
now laid out like a pagan sacrifice awaiting her master on the bed at the
Monaco Hotel downtown. Aidan had planned
something special, but he hadn’t been willing to share the details. He’d only promised her that she’d be
pleased. The suite was luxurious with a
sitting area, a large, wall-mounted flat screen TV and, dominating the room a
plush, king-sized, bed. The coverlet was
suede and felt like velvet under her sensitized skin. It was fluffy and soft and cocooned around
her, wrapping her in its softness and lulling her into sleep as she waited.
Rose awoke to warm, wet heat enveloping her nipple. A velvet tongue rasped around the tip leaving
a trail of dampness in its wake. Rose
nipple tightened under his ministrations.
Warm fingers toyed with her other nipple. Tugging gently and then squeezing hard, just
to the point of pain. Rose gasped as
pleasure spiked from her nipples to her pelvis.
She grew instantly wet and arched into the moist heat surround her
nipple. Rose said nothing though. She
wasn’t allowed to speak unless Aidan gave her permission. That was part of the game. She must to submit to his will. Her body belonged to him completely to do
with as he chose. If she argued or
disobeyed him, she was punished. Usually
that meant a spanking, but sometimes it meant she wasn’t allowed to cum and
hated that more than anything. His mouth
grew urgent, sucking harder, biting at the tips and pulling each one over and
over until her nipples were swollen and aching.
Rose bit her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure. She could feel the warmth of his body
stretched out along her right side. He
felt different thought, smaller, learner.
Aidan wasn’t a small man by any means.
Today he felt lighter, less substantial.
She wasn’t sure what to make of that.
His hand left her breast and stoked down her belly stopping just short
of her mound. His fingers played in the
curls at the juncture of her thighs.
Over and over he stroked, but he stayed to the edges of her nether lips
and ignored the tight, aching bud underneath.
She squirmed and pressed her hips up.
She wanted him to touch her fully, she hated to be teased. “Eat her pussy,” Aidan said in the
darkness. His voice came from the left
side of the bed. She hadn’t noticed with
the pleasure overwhelming her senses, but the bed dipped slightly there. Rose froze.
If Aidan wasn’t the one touching her, who was? She struggled to sit up
then, reaching for the blindfold. “Rose,”
Aidan said her name, nothing more and she relaxed back onto the bed. She knew that tone. It was his “master” voice. Whatever was going on here, he expected her
obedience. Rose heard him whisper to
the unknown person in the room to wait and then she felt him stretch out next
to her. Aidan nuzzled into her neck,
licking at the base of her ear and nipping at her earlobe. “Relax, baby,” he soothed. “I told you I had a surprise for you. Don’t you remember?” Rose nodded. “I made a promise once that I would fulfill
all of your fantasies. Do you remember?”
He asked as he squeezed her full, round breast.
Rose nodded again. “Did you think
I meant only the fantasies you were willing to admit too?” Rose went very
still, barely breathing. Aidan meant
everything to Rose. She never wanted him
to think he wasn’t enough. Tears flooded
her eyes at the possibility of causing him any pain. Aidan stroked her trembling lower lip with a
gentle fingertip. “What’s wrong, darling?
Don’t you want to do this?” Taking his question for permission to speak, Rose
whispered, “You’re all I need Aidan. I
never needed more, that’s why I didn’t say anything.” Aidan chuckled softly. “Darling, you’re forgetting the most
fundamental rule of our games. Now, tell
me what I’m referring to.” Rose thought
for a moment and said quietly, “My body is yours to do with what you want.” “That’s right. And, that includes share you
if I desire. Tonight, for our anniversary,
I wanted to fulfill one of your secret fantasies as a surprise.” Rose shivered again as his warm breath blew
across her nipple before he sucked the tip into his mouth. Rose arched up into his mouth, straining to
get closer to him. For long moments,
Aidan tongued the pebbled tip softly rasping its circumference with his tongue
then flicking it gently. Her nipples had
always been very sensitive and Aidan was using that to his advantage now. Rose whimpered and moaned as he played.
Suddenly, he shifted and pulled her to a sitting
position. Positioning himself behind
her, he pulled her against him. She
reclined along his hard, abdomen as if her were a chair. She felt his erection press into the softness
of her buttocks. Aidan rode the cleft of
her ass, pressing against her as she relaxed into him. Reaching around, he cupped both breasts,
massaging them firmly and stroking her nipples, teasing them into tight
points. Warm hands dipped lower as he
nuzzled into her neck and callous-roughened palms stoked her belly. “Bend your knees and open your legs for
me. I want you spread wide.” Rose complied letting her legs fall open over
his taut thighs. Aidan continued his
exploration, stroking the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs with light
fingers, raising gooseflesh with each touch.
“Open your pussy for me baby,” Aidan murmured in her ear. “It’s time to
eat your cunt.” Aidan’s words shivered
though her. Rose loved it when he spoke
so graphically. She complied, spreading
her pussy open and exposing her clitoris.
The bed dipped and rolled as their guest settled between her
thighs. Soft lips nuzzled warmly against
her core followed by a slow, we lap up her slit. Their guest played with her for long
moments. Kissing and nuzzling before
finally settling in to suck and nibble at her clitoris. Small bursts of fire flowed through her body
starting at her core and ending at her toes.
Her feet literally burned. She
squirmed and writhed as he dallied with her pussy. While their guest ate her pussy like candy,
Aidan tortured her nipples with gentle tugs ad firm squeezes. He plucked and played, thumbed and teased
relentlessly. Her nipples were hard to
the point of pain. Rose arched into him,
silently begging for more. Between Aidan
and their guest, the pleasure was overwhelming.
Rose began to writhe under their dual assault. “Aidan… ““Silence.” His tone was gentle, but
brooked no disobedience. She’d intended
to ask who joined them, but he clearly didn’t plan to tell her. They mystery intensified the pleasure. With no clear picture of the person touching
her, she could only focus on the sensations evoked. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot through her
body. She was riding a wave of ecstasy
so high, that she was afraid she wouldn’t survive when it broke. Engulfing her
clitoris gently tugging and pinching the sensitive bud, Rose cried out as new
waves of pleasure coursed through her. “Finger
her. Do it hard,” Aidan commanded. To
Rose, Aidan said, “I want you to cum for me, baby.” While their guest fingered her vigorously,
Aidan squeezed her nipples hard, rolling and tugging them over and over. Rose climbed higher and higher as pleasure
built within her. She gasped and
writhed, groaning and whimpering as they assaulted her. Aidan whispered naughty things in her
ear. Telling her how beautiful she
looked as she was pleasured at his command.
And then, just when she thought she couldn’t bear another minute, their
guest bit down gently on her clit. Rose
shrieked as her orgasm overwhelmed her.
She rode wave after wave of pleasure.
It was all she could do to hang onto consciousness. She clutched the coverlet as she arched
up. Rose lay shuddering in the aftermath
of the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced. Aidan stroked her gently, but her body had
morphed into a single nerve ending.
Every touch tingled almost painfully.
She whimpered and cuddled into him. He whispered to her, soothing,
nonsensical words meant to comfort. “You
are so fucking beautiful,” he growled.
Strong fingers tilted her chin up and she felt Aidan’s tongue lick into
her mouth. She kissed him with all of
the passion she possessed.
Rose must have dozed off briefly for when she was next aware
of her surroundings, no one was in the bed with her, but she heard them
conferring softly and the sound of foil ripping. The bed dipped as Aidan reached for her,
helping her to sit up. “Come over to the
chair, baby.” He said. “We’re not done
yet.” There was a smile in his voice
despite the urgency that underlay his words.
Aidan guided her to where he wanted her. Warm hands, his hands reached
out and stroked her thighs and hips. He
leaned in and placed a lingering kiss on her belly. “Turn around and face me, darling,” Aidan
urged. Rose complied only to be engulfed
in a deep, passionate kiss. Aidan
ravished her mouth. As he explored her
with his tongue, his hands traveled down her back to cup her buttocks. Aidan fondled the round globes squeezing and
then parting them gently, exposing her anus.
Rose tensed, not sure where this was going, she and Aidan had anal sex
regularly, but he was the only person she’d ever done that with and she wasn’t
sure she wanted to do it with anyone else.
“Relax baby,” Aidan soothed. “Trust
me to take care of you.” Rose felt a cool wetness as Aidan pressed lubricant into
her opening. Aidan continued to message
her buttocks, but he distracted her by sucking long and hard on her nipples. Pleasure raced from nipples to clitoris and
soon she was squirming between two people feeling empty and needing to be
filled. As if Aidan heard her thoughts,
he inserted a finger into her back passage.
He pulled out and inserted another scissoring his fingers to stretch her.
Pleasure shot through Rose, her pussy
convulsed as sensation flooded the underside of her clitoris. It was as if her asshole was connected to her
clit. Every thrust of his fingers
increased the pressure in her pelvis until she ached with need. She writhed
between the two of them as Aidan continued to fuck her ass with long, strong
thrust of his fingers. Sweat broke out
on her body as the pleasure built. Her
orgasm was barreling down on her as she welcomed the release. “Stop!” Aidan barked. “You don’t cum until I give you permission.” Rose froze, clenching her muscles as she
strained to hold off the pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. She panted with the strain. Aidan gripped her chin and kissed her
roughly. “Not yet,” he growled. “Baby, you
have no idea what you are doing to me.”
In her blindness, every sensation was magnified. The hot pulsing of his cock in her ass; The
silky scratch of his leg hair against her smooth thighs; His warm, calloused palms gripping her hips
as he levered her up and down along this erection. Rose squeezed him hard and felt him shudder
as pleasure shot through her. She was
rewarded with a deep, guttural moan. As
Aidan filled Rose from behind their guest delved into her pussy with a warm wet
tongue. Licking up her slit and around
her clitoris over and over, each velvety tongue-lashing increased the throbbing
in her clit and brought the pleasure to a fever pitch. The noises she made were inhuman. She mewled and groaned, wordlessly begging
and pleading for release. The gentle
stokes of their guest tongue combined with the fierce pressure of Aidan’s cock
in her ass were a dual assault on her senses that she couldn’t combat. She fought her orgasm. Panting and writhing against it. She struggled to hold it at bay. “Aidan,” she begged, no longer caring if she
was punished. “I don’t…. I can’t,” she panted and whimpered. “Please, Aidan.” Rose body thrummed and rippled with ecstasy
at each thrust. Her toes burned and her
intimate muscles clenched and unclenched convulsively against the
onslaught. “Aidan?” Rose whimpered. “Cum, baby. Now!” Aidan barked as he reached between her legs
and pinched her clit hard. Rose wailed
her pleasure loud and long. She screamed
Aidan’s name, telling him over and over that she loved him. She arched and writhed ad ground herself between
the two them. Rose felt Aidan flood her
with his semen. His warmth spurted into
her filling her, marking her as his. She
was consumed by the pleasure as her orgasm spiraled on and on and she was lost
to it.
Long, long moments later, Rose felt herself being lifted by
Aidan’s strong arms and settled against his chest as he lad her down on the bed
beside him. He snuggled her into his
body and spooned himself around her. How
she loved this man. He was more than she’d
ever imagined she would find for herself.
He loved her, and respected her and he mastered her. Rose heard water running in the bathroom and
the sound of cloth rustling. A few
moments later, she heard a soft click as the door was opened to the
bathroom. To Rose amazement a beautiful woman stepped
out, waved good-bye and left the room without saying a word. So many questions raced through her mind.
Rose looked into the midnight depths of Aidan’s eyes. He stared down into her eyes with an
intensity she’d never seen from him before.
“You belong to me and me alone,” he said. His voice was even, but his eyes burned. “I did this for you, because I will do
whatever I am able to please you and fulfill you, but you belong to me. Do you understand me?” Rose reached a shaking
hand up to his face, she was utterly exhausted. “Yes, Aidan. Never doubt it.” Aidan turned and kissed her gently. When he finally released her lips, he
squeezed her against him tightly and said, “Marry me, Rose.” Then, as if he
realized his words sounded more like an order than a request, he added a
gentle, “Please.” Tears swam in Rose
eyes, threatening to spill as she started in wonder at this gently, dominant
man she loved so much. He’d just given
her the greatest present she could have ever hoped for. Not the crazy, indescribable sex she’d just
been a party to, that was amazing, but no, he’d given her his trust to take
care of his heart. She was humbled and
moved beyond words. She gripped his face
in her hands and kissed him fiercely, ravaging his mouth this time and claiming
him for her own. Only when they were
both panting for air did she release him and whisper, “Yes, Aidan. I’ll marry
you.” And, this time, when the tears threatened, she let them fall
