Chapter 6 ZEE
For once the traffic wasn’t getting to him because he had decided to play hooky and leave the office before noon.
Zee hummed as he pulled into the driveway, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Spending time with their friends at Club Bandit and a buzzing night where all the members were happy, and the place throbbed with energy.Exactly what Zee needed.
Amidst the kittens and the ponies and the puppies last night, the most gorgeous pet of all was his.What he needed was exactly what his submissive gave him last night.
She’d come up behind him as he turned off the security on the back door.
“Please.”
“Please what?” Zee had asked, slightly startled.
“Kiss me?”
He grabbed a fistful of her hair but gently pulled her close to him and kissed her tenderly, loving the sweet noises she made, as if this was what she’d been starved for.
Zee broke off the kiss and cupped her face. “You looked beautiful tonight.”
He laced his hand through hers and brought them back to the main area, where he sat in a wingback chair, with Ella standing between his legs.
“Tonight I was a sweaty mess, running around like a chicken.”
“You’re no chicken, dear heart. You keep this place running.” Zee combed his fingers in her hand.
“I wouldn’t be brave enough to do a pony race on stage. Not on my own.”
“No? But if you had a pony buddy? Or if I ordered you?” Zee brought up his leg onto her waist and pulled her in, closer.
She laughed and tumbled onto his lap.
“Yes, Master. I know you love having me on stage, and if you ordered me to, I would. Please.”
Her tone dropped to a breathy whisper and made Zee’s cock twitch.
“Please put you on stage?” He traced a nipple through her corset until her breath hitched.
“No… yes… please use me, Master.” The wistful way she said it froze his heart.
“Have I been ignoring you, my love?”
He pinched her nipple and tugged it until she looked up at him and tilted her neck. He leaned in and sucked the hollow of her throat.
“It’s like you haven’t touched me much since telling me I can’t go to Annie’s thing.”
“Ella…” His throat tightened. “We have our daily routines, and I thought giving you space aside from that to help you process was the right thing to do. I should have brought you closer. Should have reminded you that you’re mine and you’re going to do what I say, even when it’s tough.”
He pushed his palms against both her nipples.“I’m yours.” Ella’s gaze held nothing but love, and her admission eased the cold drought that had held his heart.
“You’re a good slave.” Zee tugged on her nipples until she leaned forward and he kissed her pink glossy lips until his lips bruised and a tear fell down Ella’s cheeks.
“Strip, my dear heart, and get in that cage.” He let go of her nipples. She winced as the blood came back to her nipples.
As she walked across the room, he watched her take off her sexy corset and stockings and lay them carefully down on the floor before opening the cage door and climbing in.He waited a full minute before he got up, the small flogger hitting his hip as he walked.
“You look so pretty here, for me to admire you. Is it comfortable?” He drummed his fingers on the cool black bar.
“This one is almost big enough to stand up in, and I can get my hands through the bars.” Ella touched the padded cushion. “And it’s comfy.”
“I like it a lot. You stay right here, kneeling like that. I’ll be back.” Zee made a show of locking the cage, slipping the padlock closed.
Turning, he whistled and heard Ella’s little gasps as he went to his kit and took out two pairs of velvet-lined handcuffs.
Coming back, he walked a slow circle around the cage.
“I know what a well-trained submissive you are, girl, but sometimes you need a reminder that you belong to me. That I own you. Give me your wrist.”
Ella raised her arm, her slender wrist against the cage. He threaded the cuff through the cage and snapped it to the bar, then gave it a tug.
“Your tits are so beautiful. Fuck, I’ve always loved them.” Zee reached in and pinched the side of her breast. Ella blushed, and her eyes went wide. Reaching further through the cage, he flicked her nipple with his thumb and forefinger.
She moaned, licking her lips.
Her breasts jiggled as she sighed, the sound echoing in the empty space.
“I don’t like them. They’re too jiggly.”
“What was that?” Zee stilled. Slowly, deliberately, he unhooked the suede flogger from his belt and let it drop against the bars with a sharp smack.
His gaze cut to her chest. He threw the flogger again, this time the tip landed on her tit.
He drew the flogger back, twirled it in the air for that sharp crackle and gave his submissive that look.
“It’s true.” Ella lifted her chin, a small flare of defiance she already knew he’d catch.
“I thought I heard my sub make a negative comment about herself. I like them jiggly. Give me your wrist. That’s a good girl.”
He cuffed her other wrist securely to the bar and drank her in, noticing the tension in her shoulders, the slight smirk on her face.
Naked, she kneeled in the cage, with her arms spread, her wrists cuffed to the cage.
“Spread those legs for me.”
He reached in the cage as she spread her knees and swiped a finger through along her seam with a light touch.
She let out a gasp, even though she tried not too and he grinned, swiping his finger through her pussy.
“You're soaked. You love being in the cag, don't you?“ He fingered her as her hips rocked, arching into his hand for more.
“Please, Master!“
Her plea went right to his Domly heart.
She hadn't had an orgasm in awhile and he was in the mood to play.
“Perfectly displayed for me to do as I wish. I might keep you in there all night. Or I might call some friends over to look at my prize.“
A startled giggle broke through her lips, and Zee groaned, loving what his teasing did to her.
“But for now, you’re going to put on a show for me and give me what I want.”
Zee wiped his fingers on her shin and threw the flogger, hitting the other breast hard enough to leave a red mark.
Ella yelped.
He turned and purposefully stomped across the floor, hoping the vibration would penetrate through the bars of the cage and dragged a stool from the bar in front of the cage.
“Yeah, I want to watch my slave perform for my pleasure. I want you to jiggle those breasts for me.”
“Zee! You’re cruel,” she protested, and her cheeks flamed, but how she squirmed on the cushion told him she was into this and going to obey.
She swayed back and forth, and her huge, full breasts swung from side to side.
“Oh, I think you can do better than that.” Zee unlaced his leathers and stepped out of them, his cock springing free, swollen and leaking pre-cum.
“I want you to jiggle those full, perfect, sexy fucking breasts so hard the cage rattles. I want you to thrust those gorgeous wide hips of yours, showing me your needy pussy. Maybe I’ll let you orgasm next week if you do what I say.
“Master!”
Ella’s protest made him laugh, and he stroked his cock, gliding his hand up and down the shaft.
“Now, girl, you hear me. Or I will put you on stage without the cage and make you dance.”
“Yes, Master!
Ella moaned but got to work, her fingers curled around the bar of the cage, and in her confined space, she rolled her hips, thrust her hips, and swayed side to side as fast as she could
“More. I want you to work, Ella. I love your body, every roll and stretch mark, and your pillowy breasts, and I want you to show me what you’ve got.”
The cry that ripped from her lips was gravely and low, and the second she gave over to the task, he knew it by the cry and how she moved her whole body freely with abandon, surrendering, letting her composure fall behind.
Fuck, she was sexy and gorgeous as she enticed him with those breasts, and her pussy gleamed.
She shook the cage with how hard she swayed from side to side, extending her arms as much as she could, raising her hips, thrusting into the air with breathy, gaspy sounds.
Hot electricity zinged down his spine, his balls grew tight and heavy, and he let out a groan that joined her cries.
He got off the stool so quickly it fell to the floor, and he stalked over to the cage. “Gorgeous girl.”
Pressing himself against the cage, he thrust his hips in time to her movements, rolled his hips and thrust through the cage, lining up his cock so Ella could reach.
She opened her mouth and, because she was his perfect submissive, still kept swaying her breasts, making them bounce and jiggle as he requested.
Her hot mouth closed over his sensitive head and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
So fucking good.
He pumped into her mouth, the rush of dominance as strong now as it always was and pleasure licked up his spine.
She struggled to close her lips around his girth and that made his balls tighten in response. “Don’t stop.”
Her eyes widened at his sharp command and he smiled, sliding a finger against her cheek, needing to touch her. He knew by how relaxed she was, her limbs all heavy with pleasure, that she was gone.
Fuck, he loved her like this, in a space only he could get to.
She gurgled around his cock her eyes wild and desperate as she swallowed around his length. He was so close, sweat breaking out on his brow.
“Yeah, that’s my slave doing as she’s commanded.”
She whimpered and her neediness turned him all the way on, the sweet swallow of her jaw, enough to send him over the edge, his balls bursting.“Ella! You do that so well! I’m going to come!”
He emptied long ropey shots of cum down her throat, even as she gasped and gagged, her cheeks turning red from the effort. So fucking hot. She was his to use how he wished and that gave him a high that rushed to his head as he panted through his release.
“You take it and close those lips around my cock until it’s empty.”
But she couldn’t, and his cum dribbled down onto her breasts and she licked her lips, giving him that satisfied smile that told him she was deep in pleasure of her own.