Chapter 20 Ian
It was time to bring her up from the basement. I wanted to see how she did in a more normal environment. Would she obey? Or would we have to start all over?
There was one little thing that we had to take care of before she was released into the world—a butt plug.
Unsure of how she would react to it, I wanted to be the one to put it in that first time. After that, she would have to do the upkeep because I wouldn’t be around to take it in and out for her each time.
Her excitement at coming upstairs could be felt when the elevator doors opened. She barely even balked at being asked to take off her pants.
Maybe she would be open to sex much faster than the others.
Sex didn’t bother her, but being cold did. She was such a strange woman, and I was starting to enjoy her different moods.
The sight of her ass sticking up at me made my pants get suddenly tight.
Control, I told myself. It was for the best that I didn’t just take my cock out and stick it in that ready and willing pussy. Didn’t mean that I didn’t take long languid looks at her.
Deliberately, I walked over to the dresser where I’d laid out the plug and lubricant. I had to reinforce that Holdt control.
My fingers itched to touch her, but I put the lube on the butt plug.
“Ass cheeks apart, please.”
Sliding it over her puckered hole, she jumped at the intrusion.
“What the fuck!”
While I wanted to laugh at her reaction, I couldn’t let her behavior stop me from this moment. Her ass needed to be stretched if she was going to be able to take my large cock. There wasn’t another way to do it that wasn’t extremely painful.
I was into pain but not that kind of pain. The first time in someone’s ass should be a pleasant and memorable experience for all the right reasons.
That I was her first was something I took seriously. I didn’t want her to remember our time together as horrible. Just like a virgin, the pleasure should far outweigh the pain. Taking the correct measures would prevent that from happening. It was for her own good after all.
With patience, I explained the whys of what I was doing. She didn’t have to have my explanation, but I wanted to keep her updated.
There were things I couldn’t tell her, but this was something that was about her body. She needed to have a say about what did or didn’t go in it.
When she didn’t protest beyond that initial what are you doing screech that I found quite endearing, I moved the plug up and down to get her used to the idea for a minute.
As she held her cheeks open for me, I pushed it past her resistance point until it settled into place.
“Pull your pants up, now.”
I spoke more gruffly than I’d planned to, but if I was gentle, I would cave and wind up fucking her brains out. Then all of this prep work, ruined.
Confusion covered her face as she did as I asked, but the disappointment that I hadn’t had sex with her was written all over her face.
My cock twitched.
There would be a moment when she asked me to have sex, but until then, I wasn’t going to cross that boundary.
I held out my arm to her. With a frown, she took it. I could tell she had so many questions that she was holding in for fear I’d take away her time out of the basement.
To do so would be cruel and something that my father would have done just for spite. I wasn’t going to follow in his footsteps like that. He didn’t have that control over me and I wouldn’t debase myself doing something he would have done.
Still unable to stop comparing myself to him, I sat in the limo across from the most intriguing woman I’d ever met.
Maybe it was time to let go of the past and focus on a future that might be brighter in so many ways.
***
Collette hadn’t been pleased to find out that she wasn’t allowed at the table. It was a form of control I needed to make sure that she ate like she was supposed to.
It wasn’t meant as a punishment or form of degradation as many would see it. More of a loving gesture to make sure that I provided for her in the way she needed. I had to care for her. She was my responsibility.
I flashed back to the reason I was so adamant about feeding my girls by hand.
About the time I turned ten something happened between my mother and father. I still had no idea what the fight had been about, but my mother had been banished to her quarters.
Food was taken to her, and I was allowed partial visits—unless I snuck in, which could have other consequences if I wasn’t careful.
After a couple of years, he realized that I’d been seeing her and cut off all access.
The only person in and out was the one that brought her meals each day. What my father didn’t count on was the fact that she might not want to live if she couldn’t see her child. She gave up, and he never noticed that she wasn’t eating.
He never visited her either, or he would’ve had to have seen her withering away. I couldn’t help but think she would’ve lived longer if he had done more care. The bastard.
That was why I would always make sure that my girls had enough nutrition to stay alive even when they didn’t want to. Forcing people to eat hadn’t been something I’d thought I’d have to do, but it was necessary so that I didn’t lose them in the same way I’d lost my mother.
Reliving the past was never good, and I needed to focus on the present. Collette was alive. She was here with me and it was my job to keep her safe. As soon as she signed that contract, she’d become my responsibility. I had to make sure that while she was in my care, I took care of her.
Dinner finished, I headed to the living room for what I considered my moment of indulgence. Watching the evening news while taking my tie and shoes off for the day. It was the closest I came to relaxing.
I put a pillow on my lap and patted it.
Collette considered it for a half a second before laying her head in my lap.
The only reason I’d placed a pillow there was to keep a barrier between my hard dick and her head. Otherwise, we’d be naked in less time than it took me to work out the process.
Her body called out to me in so many ways. When she just responded to prompts or gestures without a question, it made my cock jump up, turned on immediately.
It was why I kept from touching her skin to skin. I didn’t want to take a chance that I might lose control and do something that I’d regret later.
None of the other women had made my body or my mind respond in the way Collette did. Not even close.
As the evening wore on, I found myself playing with her hair once her body relaxed. It was the place I’d been waiting for her to arrive at from the beginning.
I just hadn’t known that she would be this difficult to convince to relax. It was as if she had no idea how the concept worked. Maybe in her world there hadn’t been time for relaxation, but now that she was mine, it was time for her to realize that the rules weren’t the same.
At ten, I stirred, having been able to relax as well. She sat up, looking groggy and so sexy.
All of the thoughts I’d been keeping at bay returned full force. I ground my teeth to keep from commanding her to strip right then and there.
“Bedtime.”
My voice sounded gruff even to my ears. I paused at the door to her room until she was inside.
“Remember that you chose this.”
By the contented look on her face, I could imagine that she wasn’t too unhappy with her choice right then.
Hurrying to my room, I shut the door and had my cock in my hands before the lock could click.
Rubbing my hand up and down, I ran a finger over the tip, using the precum for lube. There was no time to get to my nightstand to get more. The long hard shaft felt so stiff as I pictured her ass taking that plug with ease.
“God, Collette, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
I gripped my cock and formed a circle with my fingers, a type of suction that made me groan.
“When I finally do get my hands on you, you’re not going to know what happened to you after my cock pounds your pussy again and again.”
I spoke out loud as if she could hear me from her room.
The need for release was straining as I felt the hardest I had in years. Jerking my flesh in quick movements, I came like a teenager. Spurts of cum shooting from the tip as I imagined it covering her round ass instead of the carpet.
Spent in a way I hadn’t been in ages, I slid to the floor against the closed door, exhausted.
How on earth was I going to make it through one weekend with her in close proximity to me without losing all of my control?
***
When she arrived freshly showered, I barely contained the groan as I pictured her naked body with soap running down it.
I had it bad. There was only one way to cure this and that was to do as many non-sexual things as possible today.
“Is there anything you’d like to do today?”
Her shocked expression was so comical.
“You’re giving me a choice?”
“Within reason, yes.”
The wheels continued to turn in her head for just a moment before she gave me an answer I hadn’t counted on.
“Go for a walk.”
Not only was that about as non-sexual as possible, it could include lots of people in a public place where I wouldn’t be tempted to do things to her.
“Perfect. I do have a few guidelines for you to follow.”
I laid them out in an efficient manner and she didn’t bat an eyelash.
After breakfast and a change of clothes for both of us, I got into the limo with an excited expectation.
The fresh air was marvelous, but it was the expressions on her face that I enjoyed the most.
It was as if she had never been anywhere other than home and work before. A sense of wonderment and delight continued to bring a smile to her features—brightening them.
What had been done to her as a child that she hadn’t been able to enjoy a Saturday in the park before?
When I noticed the booths for the market, I moved us in that direction. If she had been so excited to see the normal things at a park, how much better would it be for her to experience all of the different cultures featured at an open market?
Anything she paused to look at or made a remark about were instantly bought and put into one of the numerous bags we collected.
A carefree atmosphere was established as we comfortably existed together that helped cut down on the sexual tension that had been present since she’d first stepped into that elevator.
Watching her, she shined. I wanted to experience this with her for our whole year.
Nothing was too expensive or too much for me to get for her. I wanted to shower her in things simply to see the way she lit up at the small gestures of kindness.
Lunch was another look into her character as she consumed all the food I placed before her.
Unconsciously, she moaned when a bite was especially tasty, and it was all I could do not to pull her into one of the family restrooms and fuck her against the wall right then and there.
As my need for her grew stronger, I decided that we’d spent enough time out in the open and it was time for us to return home.
Not a hint of complaint escaped her lips as we carried the purchases to the limo for the trip back to my condo.
She went to her room, and I deviated to my own room for some space.
Lying on the bed, I pulled my cock out and stroked it. Hard again for the second time in less than twenty-four hours, I imagined what it would be like for her mouth to engulf me. Fingers threaded through her hair, I would push her down until I hit the back of her throat, only to yank her up for a breath of air before forcing her down my hard shaft again.
Her hands would be braced on my thighs and her eyes would meet mine as she took all of me.
I exploded at the thought with a groan.
She would have swallowed all of the hot cum that released in large gulps until she straightened, licking her lips, not wanting to waste a drop.
These fantasies were only going to last me so long. She had to come to me soon or my dick was going to be one overworked piece of meat.
A knock on my door startled me. I smiled, Rossi always did have a knack for timing.
“Yes?”
I called through the door.
“Check your email,”
Rossi replied softly.
Yanking off my shirt, I used it to clean up before grabbing my laptop from the nightstand.
Work was never far away from me. I let it start up and waited for my email to load.
“What the fuck?”
My fist hit the bed. “Where did this information come from?”
After changing clothes, I met Rossi in the office doorway.
“This needs to be handled.”
“I assumed so, sir. Would you like me to handle it?”
He stood there with his hands in front of him waiting for my thoughts.
“The new information doesn’t change our plans. We have to continue as if nothing is different. Things need to appear normal. We’ll find out shortly if this is the break we’ve been waiting for or not.”
I ran a frustrated hand through my perfectly straight hair. “I need to have this resolved.”
“Sir, I do think this might be the chance to get the information that we’ve been waiting on. I’ll continue to monitor the situation and move on it when we have more information.”
“Just don’t make a move without informing me first.”
I ordered gruffly.
“Yes, sir.”
Rossi gave me a slight nod and left the room.
Something needed to give, and right now, it wasn’t going to be Collette and the sexual tension that we’d created. I needed to find another outlet for my needs.
Even though I’d just dismissed him, I stood and went to find Rossi.
“Bring the car around.”
“The usual place?”
Rossi asked with a sigh.
With a terse nod, I made sure that my weapon was securely in place.
“Let’s do this.”
I could only hope that Collette was still sleeping when I returned. The chance she might see another side of me wasn’t something I wanted to happen right now.