Chapter 17 #3
I pulled the flogger away and replaced it with my lips, tasting the honey that only she could provide. The mewl she gave was swallowed by me, as was the soft moan of pure need she couldn’t withhold. Pulling back, I asked, “Would you like to come for me, babygirl?”
“Oh, yes, very much so, Master.”
“Well then, open your mouth and hold your flogger while I go fetch your new toy.”
Her mouth opened so fast that I chuckled.
“So eager to please.” Once she held the flogger between her teeth again, I returned to the bag and retrieved her next toy.
It was time for a little surprise. I was just about to place it when I realized she’d most likely be unable to keep hold of the flogger.
Or perhaps bite down so hard it would leave an imprint in the leather.
Smiling at the image, I reached up and ordered her to release.
With the flogger in one hand, I moved behind her and ran its falls down the length of her spine as I placed the toy against her sex which was dripping like a faucet.
With a simple movement of my thumb, her head arched back and her mewl turned into a little shriek of shock as the vibrations of the Hitachi wand hit her clit.
“Oh… oh… oh—”
“My,” I offered, completing her unfinished cry.
“Now, let’s see how long you can hold out before you come.
” At her strangled cry, I grinned, though she couldn’t see me.
“You know what? I’m feeling pretty generous tonight, so I’m not even going to require you to seek permission.
You just feel free to come whenever you want, as many times as you want.
Like I said, I really want to see you come. ”
I’d barely made it to the end of my little speech before her arse cheeks tensed, her legs stiffened and her head thrashed before she exploded.
Watching her come was a sight I’d never grow tired of witnessing.
In fact, I loved it so much, I didn’t even bother to shift the vibrator away from her core.
I was going to draw every single spasm from her before I was satisfied.
I could practically see the spring inside her starting to coil again before she’d had a chance to recover from the first climax.
I tucked the flogger’s handle into my back pocket and then ran my fingertips along her vulva, the slickness making every glide as easy and smooth as a hot knife through butter.
When I saw her muscles begin to tighten, I grinned and waited another moment and with her first indrawn breath, I thrust two fingers deep into her and pumped them hard and fast.
“Fuck!” she screamed, her body actually bowing a bit, her cuffs assuring she’d not fall.
“Naughty girl,” I said as she came down, sliding my fingers free I pulled the Hitachi wand away and moved so she could see me again.
The fingers I’d fucked her with made their way to my mouth.
Hers opened in shock as I made a big show of sucking and then withdrawing and taking long, languid licks along each one.
Her little mewl sounded almost like torment, but the girl had just enjoyed two orgasms. It was time for her Dom to play a game.
“You taste like honey, babygirl. Which reminds me, I do believe I mentioned a certain little rosebud that I needed to examine. Do you remember?”
Her nostrils flared and her cheeks pinkened, but she nodded and when I arched my brow, she gave a ragged, “Ye-yes, M-master.”
“What a good girl you are.” I kissed her shoulder. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
“Hurry,” she said.
“Just going to get your new toy.”
Her head turned back at that and I shook my finger. “Naughty, it’s not nice to peek. Eyes forward.”
She turned her head back and I gave her arse a little pop of my palm as I stepped away. Once at my bag, I found the two items I’d recently purchased. I pulled one out of its bag and then returned to her.
“Now, where were we? Oh, right, about to play a little game. Tell me, Zellie, can you say ‘peek-a-boo’?”
“Oh my god,” she said with a groan.
“Sorry, Guess Who is not the game we’re playing,” I said, reaching up to smack her arse cheek. “Try again?”
“Peek-a-boo,” she said, but the giggle she gave at the end told me she wasn’t all that embarrassed.
“Or I suppose we could play, I Spy.”
“I’m gonna tell Master Derek you’re a very naughty man,” Hazel said.
I just chuckled. “Babygirl, I’m pretty sure Master Derek had a hand in the definition of a very naughty man. And if I’m anywhere near as good at it as he is, then I consider that a very high honor indeed.”
She groaned and her shoulders shook with laughter. I couldn’t recall ever doing a scene with any submissive where she actually laughed and I found it utterly delightful.
I also found it delightful when she gave a full body shudder as I ran my fingertips over her arse and then dipped them into the cleft. “Ready?”
“I-I…”
“Rhetorical question, babygirl,” I teased and then pulled the globes apart. “Peek-a-boo! I spy with my little eye, the prettiest little rose in my honeybee’s garden.”
She mumbled but not “yellow” or “Kali”. Nope, the minx said, “You’re certifiable, you know.”
I laughed, running my thumbnail around the puckered rim of her anus. “I can certify that you’ve got the sweetest little arsehole, and I can most definitely certify that training it to open its petals begins right now.”
Her head fell forward again, her cheeks turned pink and yet a simple glance told me she was smiling.
The smile did slip a bit once I drizzled a good size dollop of cold lube against the heated skin, but I took care of that by warming it up with my fingertips.
I’d just begun to sink a finger into her arse when her body shuddered as she came for a third time.
“Well, color me surprised. Seems like my girl is anal erotic. You know what that means, don’t you?” I asked after she’d stopped twitching from the climax.
“N-no-nooo,” she managed.
I leaned forward again, not bothering to stop my invasion into her ass, my finger sinking to the hilt as I spoke into her ear again.
“It means that your Master is going to plant his staff into your little rose garden quite often, and every time you try to pretend you don’t like it, we’ll both know that’s a little fib, won’t we, babygirl? ”
This time her words were nothing but gibberish, but her body spoke for her, the flush having spread all over her body, millions of goosebumps covering her flesh. “Ready for the finale?” I asked softly, flicking the tip of my tongue against her ear.
Her groan was all I needed to know she was indeed ready.
Or at least thought she was. I kissed her cheek, then sat back and inserted a second finger, cherishing every groan and muffled moan.
Enjoyed every yip when I began to scissor my fingers to encourage her body to open to me, and once it had, I slipped my fingers free and picked up the final item I’d chosen.
“I’m going to want a fourth,” I informed her as I applied lube to the last of tonight’s toys.
“I-I can’t.”
“Oh, I beg to differ”—I tsked a few times—“I say not only that you can, but you will.” With that, I once again pressed the Hitachi against her clit. I knew the exact moment it hit the right spot because Hazel’s head came back and she gave the most beautiful, mournful moan.
“Sing to me, babygirl,” I encouraged as I warmed it between my palms. I didn’t mind the fact that she’d most likely shriek a bit with its insertion, but there was no need to shock her system by introducing a cold item into a place that was extremely warm.
Once it was ready, I placed the tip against her rosebud.
“Take a breath and push against me,” I said and though it took her a second, she obeyed, the slight assistance helping me to insert the plug just a bit.
I didn’t force it in, I played with her.
Pressing in a bit further each time after withdrawing it until her hips were shifting and her arousal was pooling on the floor beneath her.
When I was sure she was ever so close, I pressed the wand harder against her clit at the same time I pushed the plug home and watched as my submissive flew without benefit of wings.
Her scream of pure bliss echoed around the room as her entire body contracted and released, spasms rocking through her for several minutes, every single one of which I’d replay and treasure for the rest of my life.
When she fell limp, I bent forward and kissed the center of each of her buttocks and placed a kiss on the flange of the plug.
I knew she’d both be embarrassed and secretly pleased that the plug I’d chosen was a red rose bud, exactly like the one holding the plug in place.
I kissed the nape of her neck and then took a nip of one of my favorite spots on her body, her ear lobe before speaking into it. “You’re incredible, babygirl.”
I turned at a new sound and found a circle of people had gathered to watch the scene, their smiles and their clapping attesting to the fact they enjoyed it immensely.
Luna was smiling ear to ear and stepped forward with bottles of water, a bar of chocolate and most importantly a warmed blanket.
As soon as I released the restraints, I scooped Hazel into my arms and carried her to the loveseat, taking a seat and settling her on my lap.
“Hazel, you were amazing. That was really beautiful to watch, Master Nigel.”
“She was,” I agreed, looking down at Hazel who was so sated she had a beatific look on her face, her lips curled into a smile.
While Luna took care of cleaning the floor, I took care of Hazel.
When she slowly came back to me, I uncapped the bottle and held it to her lips, helping her to take small sips until she pushed my hand away.
I knew she was truly back when she made a gimmee motion with her fingers and said, “Chocolate!”
I chuckled but fed her one small rectangle at a time until she shook her head. “No more, Master.”
Still I didn’t rush her, simply held her as others played around us, wondering how anyone could ever think there was something wrong about what we did with those we loved. Love could never be wrong when it was safe, sane, and consensual. I ate a piece of the chocolate myself and chuckled.
“What’s funny?” Hazel asked, now fully aware.
“I was just wondering how anyone on this planet could actually prefer vanilla.”
She laughed. “Exactly what I started asking years ago.” She bent forward to kiss me softly. “Thank you for proving that girl was right all along. That was incredible and so were you.”
“Only because I have the most incredible submissive in the universe and—”
The gurgle was loud and cause me to stop mid-word. She slapped her hand over her belly and I laughed. “And someone worked up an appetite. How about a hamburger and this time you might actually even finish a shake.”
“Are you gonna make fun of my macaroni and cheese?”
“Nope, Sadie informed me that was basically sacrilegious, but if you start dropping your tots into your shake, I can’t promise anything.”
“Eww, that’s kinda gross.”
I stood and set her on her feet and then bent to position her panties for her to step into.
“Um, what about the plug?”
“It stays.”
Her eyes widened. “How long?”
“Until I take it out.”
“Oh, um, okay.” With that, she lightly placed her hands on my forearms and moved to step into the panties I was holding. She got one foot in and then seem to freeze. Not even wobbling on those “fuck me” heels as she started giggling.
“What’s funny?”
“Ummm…”
“Yes?”
“Hold on, I’m trying to think of how to say this diplomatically,” she said, still not straightening.
“How about just spitting it out?” I suggested.
“Okay, it looks like you had an accident.”
“What?”
“You know”—she finally stood straight and waved her hands toward me—“down there.”
“Down there?” I followed her gaze and saw the crotch of my pants looked like I’d peed myself.
Evidently, every time I’d bent forward to speak into Hazel’s ear, the fabric had become a sponge, soaking up the liquid she’d been dripping.
At least that answered the question as to why the puddle beneath the cross hadn’t been as large as I’d expected
She laughed and then slapped her hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry! I know it’s my fault. We don’t have to go eat. We can just go back to my place.”
“Hell no,” I said, as she stepped her other foot into her undies.
I pulled them up her legs as I straightened, caressing her bare arse cheeks as the thong slid into place.
Giving her now covered mons a kiss, I finally straightened and offered her my hand.
“It’s a badge of honor any Dom is proud to wear as it lets everyone know that he satisfied his submissive. ”
She took my hand and entwined her fingers with mine. “You did far more than satisfy, Sir, you took a giant leap of faith and set me free to fly.” She paused and then her brow furrowed.
“What is it?”
“What about you? I mean, you didn’t come.”
“Why do you think I’m about to feed you? The night’s not over and some subbie is going to need all the energy she can get.” I gave a waggle of my brows.
She giggled and went up onto her tiptoes. I grinned and bent down enough for her to be able to kiss me.
“Oh, and remember how you said you weren’t doing a very good job?”
The conversation we’d had in the hospital instantly flashed into my head and I nodded.
“Well, you were wrong, because Dr. Berringer, I’m definitely in love with you.”
I whooped and she startled but then laughed as I picked her up and twirled around in a circle as those around us began to clap and cheer all over again.