The Gift

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 10^th 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