Reuben Chapter 10
While I could’ve done without the little confrontation with Scarlet, it had brought about my declaration to Cristiana of my true feelings and intentions toward her. I had been waiting for what I thought would be the right time. Thank God, she declared that she had the same feelings for me.
The short interlude to play with her plug and heat her blood had aroused me, too.
But I had a surprise that I refused to ruin.
And until it was time, I planned to bring Cristiana to the brink of orgasm without allowing her to tip over.
How was I to accomplish that? I grinned and slid my hand into the pocket of my pants. I found what I needed.
We’d been back on the floor for about four minutes.
I was back to doing my rounds. I saw the looks and heard whispers as we passed by some patrons.
They undoubtedly saw or heard about Scarlet’s little scene.
Christ, that woman was delusional. I hadn’t played with her in the past six months.
I’d been praying she’d latch onto another Dom.
I made it clear she wasn’t exclusive to me and was free to be with others.
I stopped us to watch one of the performers on the raised dais we had scattered around the second floor.
They were for employees whom we hired to perform primarily titillating dances to excite the patrons.
This dancer was one of the guys who used a stripper pole to display his incredible physique and awe the men and women with his strength and body.
When I knew Cristiana was absorbed in his act, I pressed a button on the remote in my pocket.
I knew it was set to the lowest setting.
Her body jerked, I heard a gasp, then she swung her head sideways to look at me. I pretended to be absorbed in the act.
Cristiana grabbed my arm and tugged on it. I glanced at her, wearing a puzzled expression. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?” I asked.
“What are you doing, Reuben?” she whispered.
“Doing? The same as you. Watching the show.” It was hard not to grin or chuckle.
My hand was still in my pocket. I felt around the control and kicked the vibration up another notch. Cristiana jerked again.
“D-Don’t pretend you don’t know. Stop it. I can’t stand it,” she said.
“Stand what?” I asked, then I shut it off.
She narrowed her eyes on me. I loved the flush to her skin and the faster pace of her breathing. “You know what I mean,” was all she said back.
I shrugged and went back to watching the performance.
Not long afterward, we moved on. I waited for six or seven minutes, then repeated the process.
Over the next forty-five minutes, I enjoyed the fuck out of teasing her and seeing my woman grow more aroused and desperate to be fucked.
I didn’t bother to hide the erection pushing on my zipper.
It was hardly the only one in this place.
I maneuvered us so that by the end of the hour, we were outside one of the themed rooms. There were two men and a woman inside one.
They had the window blind open so anyone could enjoy them.
One man was fucking the woman’s mouth as she was restrained to a table and blindfolded.
The other guy was between her legs, plowing in and out of her pussy.
It was mildly arousing, but I wasn’t wishing I was one of those guys.
Lowering my head, I whispered to Cristiana, who wasn’t moving.
I’d kicked on the vibrating plug a minute ago and left it running at the highest speed yet. She was panting, and her body spasmed.
“Do you wish that were you?” I asked her. She shook her head.
“Why not?”
“B-because… I only want you,” she said raggedly.
Her answer did it. I shut off the plug, swept her up in my arms, and strolled rapidly over to another themed room. It had a reserved sign on it. Good. I’d instructed Freddy to do it earlier today, before I came to work. I kicked the door shut with my foot, then flipped the lock with one hand.
“What are you doing?” she asked weakly.
“I’m giving you the rest of your surprise like I promised.”
I placed her on a nearby couch. This room was set up to resemble a living room combined with a bedroom.
Everything was sumptuous and screamed sensual.
It was the perfect room for a pleasure Dom to take care of his sub.
The couch was covered in a soft fur throw.
It would feel incredible against her naked skin.
Standing straight, I kicked off my shoes, took off my socks, then unbuttoned and removed my shirt. Cristiana’s eyes never left me. Her cheeks were flushing more—her breathing was ragged still. When I was down to only my pants, I dropped to my knees next to the couch.
“You were such a good girl. I loved watching you get excited by my toy. And the way you’d gasp and moan when it vibrated that sweet asshole. Fuck, I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so many times,” I confessed.
“And I wanted you to. You could’ve done it. As crazy as you have me, I couldn’t care less who saw us,” she admitted.
“But I don’t want anyone to see you but me.
See, the shade is drawn. That’s so no one sees what’s mine.
Your body, your cries will be only for me.
I’ve never cared before who saw or heard what I did.
I swore I didn’t have a possessive bone in my body.
I was wrong. When it comes to you, I’m very much so. ”
“Reuben, I need you,” she moaned.
“And I need you, but not yet. Just hang with me, nina. I swear on my life, you’ll experience ecstasy if you do.
Can you do that for me? Will you be my perfect bebé?
Let me do with you what I want, knowing it will eventually culminate in you having the best orgasms of your life, and I have no doubt I’ll have the same. You want to make me happy, don’t you?”
“God, yes. I’ll do whatever you want me to do,” she promised, almost sobbing.
Knowing she was about to break, I leaned forward and kissed her. It was a gentle mating of our mouths. When I was done, I shifted away, and my hands went to her tank.
“I’m going to undress you, Tiana. Let me unwrap my gift.” I phrased it as almost a question.
“Please do,” she replied.
In seconds, I had her boots and tank off. I could’ve done it slower, but I wanted to get to her naked skin. The playing I’d done hadn’t only affected her. I was desperate to have her. Sensuous undressing could wait for another time.
The sight of her plump tits in the lace and satin peach-colored bra she had on made my heart speed up, and my cock jerk.
I felt precum leaking from the tip. I slid the straps down her arms, allowing me to tug the cups underneath her tits.
That plumped them up even more. I cupped one in my hand and lowered my mouth to the other.
I made love to her breasts. My mouth performed every move I had on one while I played with the other: kneading, tugging, and pinching. Her moans were frequent, and she panted. I made sure to give them each equal treatment before I tore myself away. I needed all her clothes off.
Swiftly unhooking her bra, I tossed it over onto her tank.
Pressing her flat, I found and unzipped her skirt and then worked it down her hips and legs.
The sight of her with only the harness holding the butt plug inside of her almost made me forget what I had planned.
Almost. Standing up, I went to the box that Freddy had placed here for me.
Inside were more implements I’d purchased for her.
“Reuben, please, don’t go,” she cried out, half sitting up as if to follow me.
“I’m not leaving you, Tiana. I’ve got something for you,” I assured her. She lay back down but watched me. Opening it, I removed a few items.
I had a bottle of lube, a BDSM pinwheel, or a wartenberg wheel, as it was properly called. In addition, there was a soft feather wand. The last item I retrieved was from the small fridge in the corner: a glass filled with small ice cubes. I took them to the couch.
Cristiana’s eyes were sparkling with anticipation when she saw what I had. I put them aside except for the feather wand. Reaching into my back pocket, I removed one more thing: a blindfold. I held it up.
“I want you to wear this for me. I want you to be able to concentrate on your other senses. Let me put this on you.”
Cristiana knew that if I asked for anything she absolutely didn’t want, she could say no.
It was clear in our contract. However, we’d been fairly detailed about the kinds of things we would and wouldn’t want or do.
But it was impossible to cover every possibility when drafting a contract, which was why there was the ability to veto during a scene.
She raised her head enough for me to easily apply the blindfold.
When it was in place, I began preparing her for my ultimate possession of her.
I took the feather wand and lightly tickled it over her skin.
However, I jumped around her body, never letting her know where I might go next.
She wiggled and sighed. Her nipples remained tight buds.
When I’d thoroughly covered the front of her, I gave her another command—always spoken in a hypnotic tone. “Spread your legs for me. Put one up on the back of the couch and the other on the floor like my good girl.”
Cristiana did it instantly. I took in the incredible sight of her swollen pussy lips, drenched in her cum.
Her scent intensified, and I inhaled deeply.
I held back from dropping down and devouring it.
That was coming. First, though, I feathered over her pussy, making sure to touch her clit. She moaned.
I did that for a minute or two. When I lifted it away, she assumed I was moving to another part of her body, except I wasn’t. Instead, I picked up the pinwheel. I lightly ran it up the inside of her thigh. Cristiana jerked as she gasped.