Chapter 15 ELLA #2
“That’s my girl.” He rocked in her once, and she was all buzzing and floaty with the aftereffects before he pulled out and rolled over beside her.
“I love you.”
“Love you too, Master.” He cleared his throat, took her hand, placing it on his softening penis.
“Please let me, Master.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Master, it’s my pleasure.” She gripped him for balance, and he helped her, steadying her.
A different pleasure zipped through her as she met his eyes.
All routines and rituals were still suspended but this, she needed this, and her Master knew it.
Zee let out a guttural animal groan as her hot tongue swiped his sensitive softening cock.
“Fucking bliss.” He wound his hand through her hair, wrapping the silky strands around his palm.
Ella’s tongue flicked the tip of his cock, and she loved how it jumped under her tongue.
She sucked their combined slickness with slow little laps of her tongue obedient before Zee drew her firmly against his chest.
“Good girl, Ella. Did we push the shoulder?” “Maybe a little.”
“You wake me up in the night if you need anything. Promise?”
“Yes, Master.” Her eyelids were heavy, and she needed to sleep.
“You’re feeling better?”
“The pain isn’t as sharp. It’s not as intense.”
“I don’t like you being in pain.”
“I know. Except for the kind you administer.”
He chuckled and dropped a forehead kiss that made her purr and feel all content.
But the expression on his face changed and she shuffled so she was sitting up.
“Sir, what is it?”
“The swim team wants me to travel with them to their next competition in Montreal.”
“We knew that was part of the job.” “I leave tomorrow.” She glanced up at him, her chest tightening and a hollow ache settling in her stomach.
“I can go with you.”
“Not this time, Ella. You have to stay here, keep resting and follow your doctor’s orders. You are not going to leave the house.”
“I’m not helpless!” Ella snapped. The loss of her composure was so surprising to her, before Zee could admonish her in any way, tears filled her eyes.
“I’m sorry, Zee. I don’t want to stay behind. I want to have adventures with you.”
“I’ll take you on an adventure. Look, we said a year for this job. There are only a few more months left.”
“And then you’re going to renew the contract.” Ella scrambled up, her head against the headboard.
“Ella.” His voice came out clipped, his pinched expression. “I’ll talk to you before I renew the contract.”
“Like you did last time?” She covered her face with her hand and shook her head, tears spilling hotly down her cheeks.
“We can get through this. I have friends lined up to take you to your appointment with the physio, and Helena and Oliver are going to check on you.”
“No, I don’t want help and I don’t want people coming around. If I can’t be with you, I don’t want to endure anybody else’s company.”
“That’s enough, girl. Get over here.”
The cool command in his tone snapped her head up.
She glared at him, her anger making her jaw tense.
Ella knew she wasn’t being respectful and she was being ridiculous but her frustration had welled up too much for her to trample it down.
She dragged herself off the bed, standing there while Zee walked into the closet.
He came out with the implement she hated the most.
“Master…” The words stuck in her throat but she she knew better than to argue.
“You know what you’ve earned, don’t you?” His gruff tone made her curl her toes into the carpet.
She swallowed, trying to fight the frustration building in her chest.
“Yes, Master.” But she didn’t know if she meant it.
He held a thick piece of leather with a wooden handle—literally a strap, and it hurt like hell.
But she knew she deserved it.
“Did I tell you what was going to happen this week?” He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and she nuzzled into them, wanting to make amends.
“Yes, Master.”
“Did you snap back at me and tell me no?” The question made her shrink inward, shoulders curving as if she could make herself smaller.
“I’m sorry, Master. I’m not myself tonight.”
He slid his hand down, pressing his palm on the centre of her back and she exhaled, his touch was warm and gentle and she squirmed, shrinking like she didn’t deserve it.
But it wasn’t up to her.
“I know. But I’m not going to let this outburst go unaddressed. I will admit that I should have talked to you before I accepted the full-time job. It was a change that affected us both. But like the fool I am, I rushed in.”
He swept his palm up between her shoulder blades. A small smile tugged at her lips, the tension easing from her shoulders.
“I know you couldn’t help it.”
“I appreciate the apology, dear heart. I know my news shocked you. If I thought it was best to stay at home with you I would but I can’t say no to the demands of my job.
Lay over the end of the bed and take five for me.
I want you to count each one.” He cupped her cheek, his palm warm against her skin, then let his fingers trail down to her collarbone before withdrawing.
Her stomach tightened and for the first time in years, she considered saying no.
Of giving an actual no.
The silence between them crackled with intensity and her stomach tightened with nerves.
But she turned and walked to the end of the bed, clutching the blankets in her hands as she obeyed.
“That’s my girl,” Zee slid his hands to her waist, his strong chest covering her back as he hovered on his forearms.
He pressed a kiss to her nape.
“How is your shoulder?”
“It doesn’t hurt like this, Sir.” She gritted the words out, not wanting to be in this position.
Her exhaustion made her stifle a yawn.
“I’m not leaving you with these emotions unaddressed, Ella. That’s not how we operate.” He rubbed her backside in a rough circle and she cried out.
She sensed him stepping back. Her shoulders tensed, her mouth dry anticipating the sting of the strap.
The leather whistled through the air a moment before it landed hard across her ass, branding her with a streak of fire, making her roll her hips as her pulse throbbed.
“One, Master.”
“That’s a perfect mark.” He traced the raised flesh on her ass and she gasped as he rubbed his thumb over the heated spot.
Ella tensed as he stepped back again, her stomach knotting in anticipation, her fingers trembled.
The leather struck higher, sharp and searing and she yelped, trying to move her hips from side to side to avoid the next strike but his palm clamped down on her ass, holding her in place.
Her pulse spiked with both pain and anticipation.
“Two, Master,” she gasped out, heat and shame pooled inside her.
“That’s it. Keep counting for me, girl.” The strap flicked against her ass, hard and sharp.
Her hips lifted reflexively, trembling under the strap, but she fought to stay still.
She choked out a sob. “That hurts, Master. Three.”
“Yeah, it does hurt and you’re taking it like a good girl.” Zee pressed the cool leather against her burning ass, making her stretch on her tip toes.
He pressed the edge of the strap against her ass, following the path of the strikes he laid down.
A squeal escaped her lips, part shame, part craving, as the leather struck again.
The strap lashed her so fast she gasped, the sting scorching her skin.
“Four, Master.” And before the words were out of her mouth, the thick leather struck her again, searing her skin.
“Fuck!”
It hurt so much she choked back a sob but the tears rolled down her cheeks and she twisted her hips from side to side.
“You’re taking this so well for me, dear heart,” his palm flattened in the middle of her back, soothing her. “Going to give you the last one quickly.”
Her stomach fluttered and she drew in a breath, willing herself to stay still but couldn’t stop herself from arching her back, offering him her ass.
He always meant what he said but the next strike had hot tears splashing onto her cheeks.
Her body jerked, her heartbeat hammering.
Yet, a deep, desperate part of her thrilled at being taken this way, at being completely his.
She swallowed hard over the tears in her throat and the last strike came down so hard it made her body shake.
“Five, Master,” she shivered, hot and cold shivers raising on her skin.
“Thank you.” And then the tears flowed rolling down her cheeks, a hot flood that she couldn’t stop.
“There, my dear heart. You’re okay.” Zee dragged the back of his knuckles over her heated flesh, pausing at her crack.
“Even good girls slip sometimes. Are you done being naughty?”
He let the words hang in the air, voice low and calm, almost tender.
Her shoulder ached as it tightened and she wanted to get up but she stayed where she was until she could get herself under control enough to answer him.
“Yes, Master. I am sorry again for my outburst. My emotions have been overwhelming since I fell. I should have handled it all better.”
“Is it always fair, Ella?” He ran his fingertips over her marked ass.
“No, Master.” Her voice was breathless and needy.
“Is fair the point?”
“No.”
“Tell me how it is between us?” Zee cupped her ass, the pressure of his hand making her heated skin flare again.
“I obey you,” her voice caught in her throat and a mix of pride bloomed low in her belly.
“That’s my good girl.” He helped her rise off the bed and gathered her in his arms.
“I love you.”
“Love you too, thank you, Master.” She choked out the words over a sob, let out a sob and the next thing she knew, tears fell down her cheeks.
She needed this outlet, needed him to put her back in her place and she needed to cry like this.
“Come on, love, it’s way past your bedtime.”
He tucked her in again and slid in next to her, slinging an arm across her, mindful of her shoulder.
His palm strayed down to her ass.
“I think it’s still giving off its own heat.”
“I’ll remember that tomorrow,” she whispered.
“That pleases me very much, dear heart.”
And there was nowhere else she’d ever want to be than in his arms.