21. Page III
Colin helped Olivia prepare, having them both shower, and then dressed her lightly in a thin short dress and nothing else. He pulled her hair up and clipped the mass onto the top of her head and carried her into the room off their closet that he’d had built for this purpose but hadn’t yet shown her. He bent slightly, setting her on her feet with an arm around her arm to help her balance.
She had the green tie she’d gifted him around her eyes, blocking her sight so she was unable to see anything. Her flesh pebbled up as Colin helped her kneel on a cushion.
“You don’t know where we are because I haven’t yet shown you this room. But before I take the tie off, we need to have a talk. First of all, are you comfortable, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Scared?”
“…No. Nervous, but not scared.” Olivia licked her lips, adjusting her weight on her knees. She was thankful for the thin dress he’d had her put on before carrying her to the room.
“Good.” Olivia heard a thunk as Colin put a chair in front of where she knelt and sat momentarily. He lit a cigar and puffed for a second before speaking. “Tell me what you remember of page three of our contract.”
Olivia hesitated, not expecting the question.“Uhm…we can only do this two times a year. There’s stuff in there like suspension, board binding, water, fire use, electricity use.” She stopped and swallowed hard, feeling her skin become hot. She shivered, feeling her nipples distend.
His words from when they were signing the contract came to the forefront of her mind.
”Now, imagine tiny bolts of electricity on these sensitive nipples while I have my lips wrapped around your clit, making you orgasm over and over again. Making you take it like the good girl I know you can be.”
Olivia bit her lip, feeling dizzy.
“Yes. Toys too, whips, rope, other things…but I’m curious as to which one of these things scares or intimidates you the most?” Colin tilted his head, regarding her sitting quietly on the cushion.
“I think…I think the fire makes me scared.”
“What about it scares you?”
“I’m okay with being hit. I just don’t want to be burned,” she said a little louder.
“What if I told you I could make it feel good?”
Olivia gave a half laugh. “Come on, Sir. I know you’re good at sex, but even you can’t control the elements?”
Colin leaned forward and took the tie off, staring at her.
“Can’t I?” he whispered, and Olivia felt the sweet hot weight of desire weighing her down at his blatantly confident tone. His eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips as her jaw dropped open and her eyes widened, taking in their surroundings.
“What is this place?” she breathed, her face and chest flushing as her eyes darted here and there, trying to take everything in at once.
“I was busy having this built, while we were looking for you,” Colin said simply, standing up and moving the chair to the other side of the room. He walked back to her and spread his legs. Folding his arms behind his back. “It took a lot of my time and did much to keep me sane. Sometimes the only thing keeping me going was knowing that I was going to get you back, and then beat the fuck out of you for running.”
He stood silent, watching her breathing deepen the more she was able to take in and process.
Olivia shivered, seeing the entire room the size of their bedroom colored in a deep charcoal gray color. Even the ceiling was the same color as the walls, making the room feel more intimate. The floor was huge tiles of gray slate and the walls were lit with recessed lighting in the perimeter of the room, currently on a dimmed setting creating a romantic atmosphere. The lights highlighted a wall of wooden cabinets, and a floor to ceiling wall of mirrors behind Colin’s back.
Suddenly, her eyes landed on a spot above his head, and he smiled as she stilled, seeing a huge, formidable looking iron rack, her eyes lowered, seeing ropes that hung down, the pulley system that controlled them, and what was underneath. Just a simple, small elegant looking firepit that was covered.
“S-Sir, where’s the bed? Why is there no bed?” she breathed. Her eyes went impossibly wide.
“We have a bed sweetie, it’s in our bedroom. This room is not for comfort. It’s for pain.” he stood there calmly while her eyes did another slow perusal. Olivia nodded almost absentmindedly. “The room leads out into our bathroom… if we need it.”
Her eyes traveled back up his body before meeting his. She stayed silent.
“I need you to trust me, Olivia. Do you trust me?” he said, his voice coming out hoarse. “I can give you what we both so desperately need. I know your body hurts, let me make it better.” He brought a hand up to her cheek, caressing her gently.
Olivia stared into his eyes, seeing the love there. Feeling nurtured. “Please don’t hurt me, not like that,” she whispered, her lips tightened.
“I’ll make it hurt just enough. Just enough baby…to give you relief.” His fingers tightened on her cheek.
Olivia stayed quiet, but her chest heaved nervously. She licked her trembling lips, trying to speak, to say something.
Colin squatted in front of her, placing his lips harshly to hers, and Olivia could feel the tension within him, the same tension that mirrored her own. The knowledge that this situation they were partaking in excited him made her feel powerful, almost giddy. He pulled away from her mouth too soon and placed a hand along her jaw.
“I’m going to hang you from that rack,” his eyes settled unwaveringly on hers, lending her comfort. “And I’m going to warm you up for a bit. Then, I’m going to use the thruster machine on you while I am whipping your back, while I have the electrical clamps attached to your nipples.”
Olivia suddenly made a keening sound at his words, her arms wrapped around her torso and she bowed her head, bending slightly as the weight of his words entered her brain and began a torturing echo.
Oh fuck yes, I need it. I want it, she whimpered to herself, rocking back and forth gently.
“Do you know how to use one of those?” Olivia asked. Her voice was small, shaky.
Her body tightened, imagining the lick of the whip as it touched her skin and she moaned miserably, feeling her essence slick down her thighs. The thought excited her almost unbearably and she gritted her teeth as her sex began to throb. “Please tell me you know how to use a whip,” her voice came out strangled and she bit back a sob, her mind’s eye going back to the porn video of the woman being whipped while she sat on a dildo. The banging between her legs ramped up.
“Honey, I just need you to trust me,” he said quietly. “Just trust me,”
Trust me to give this to the both of us amor,he thought to himself. His chest swelled uncomfortably tight as he waited.
“Yes,” she sobbed.
“Red is the safe word. Say that, and everything stops. Do you remember why you use red? It’s not your normal safe word. You cannot use that one.”
Olivia nodded, remembering very well. “Yes, sir. Red, only for if I feel like injury is imminent, like a broken or dislocated bone. That’s it. No safe word permissible,”
“Why? Olivia, I need to hear it,” Colin stayed quiet.
“Because this is the ultimate act of trust. I have to trust myself entirely with you,” she said just as quietly.
“Correct, let us begin,” Colin waited as Olivia stood up and walked to his outstretched hand. He paused for a second, staring down at her. Her eyes flickered from his, to the suspension ropes and then back again. “Is there anything you need from me, amor, before we begin?”
Olivia rolled her lips and nodded. “Yes, sir. Can you please kiss me. Just for a little while?” she spoke the words softly. Colin smiled wickedly, taking her wrists and hauling her to the chair that he abandoned earlier. Turning, he sat down lazily, stretching his legs out.
Olivia squealed as he yanked her to him and crashed her into his chest before he hauled her into his lap, making her legs straddle his thick thighs. Placing a broad hand onto the back of her head, he pushed her lips onto hers and slanted his head, licking into her mouth lewdly with a groan.
“God, I love your mouth baby, you’re so delectable,” he gritted in between wet kisses.
Olivia ground herself against him, her dress riding up her thighs. “Sir…”
“What is it baby?”
“It turned me on when you used the knife on me,” she whispered against his lips, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth and giving it a sharp nibble. She gasped as he jerked her even harder against him.
“Oh yeah? Qué otros deseos secretos se esconden en estas profundidades?” he growled, lost in desire he pulled his lips away and sank his teeth into the juncture of her shoulder and neck, making her jerk on top of him.
Olivia moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as she fought her body’s instincts to protect her neck. She wiggled on top of him, feeling his lips and teeth pull strongly at her.
“What sir? I don’t understand…” she said breathlessly as her hands came up to sink into his hair.
“I said what other secret desires are hidden within these depths? What else are you hiding from me, huh Lilith?” he whispered, his hand trailed down her stomach to the plump flesh between her legs. He found her clit and grasped it, rolling it between his fingers. “Hmmm. God you’re always so wet for me.” Thrusting two fingers into her, he scissored them slightly, pulling back to regard her face tightly.
“Nothing…I’m not hiding anything sir,” she said before biting her lip, feeling him manipulate her g-spot.
“Hmm…” he conceded. Cocking his head, he looked down between them and saw her nipples standing out against her thin dress.
“Sir, please suck them,” she moaned, pushing up higher on her knees. She thrust her breasts out, offering them to him.
Any other time he’d gladly take the bait, but not right now. Colin glanced at her sharply, his thumb fluttered against her clit, making her skin feel hot, too tight for her body to handle. He smiled at her gently, seeing her eyes dilate.
“No. I’m getting ready to take care of you, amor. How I want to. What I’ve been waiting for all these months,” his thumb rubbed harder, and he reveled in the feel of her clenching his fingers tighter. She came suddenly, gushing wetly over his fingers.
He put them to his mouth quickly, sucking her juices off. He grasped her under her buttocks and stood swiftly, carrying her to a small mat by the center of the room, next to a small pile of ropes.
“Onto your side and bend your legs back,” he ordered, grasping a rope and waiting for her to comply. He worked swiftly, ignoring her gasps of shock as he tied a rope around her lower thigh and her calf, bending her heel to her thigh and tying another rope around her ankle and her upper thigh. He did the other leg, and then began to loop a complicated tie around her torso, roping it around her shoulders and breasts.
Olivia lay patiently quiet as he worked, concentrating on his work. Her eyes landed on a wall that was nothing but mirrors and watched enraptured as he continued to efficiently tie her into several more complicated knots. Standing, he hauled her up and sat her on her knees on a padded raised table. Reaching over to grab a rope, he attached the fastener at the end to the back of the rope, one on each side of her legs, and then hit a button on a remote, causing her to suddenly lift a couple inches off the table.
Olivia’s mouth dropped at the feeling of her body weight settling into the ropes.
“How is it, are you ok? Anything hurt, or pulling?” Colin asked, standing before her with his arms folded, he assessed every rope and where they were attached to the suspension ropes hanging from the iron railing above them.
“No sir…” she said, biting her lip as he suddenly reached forward and pushed her hard, sending her flying through the air. She squealed, feeling her heart slam into her chest, stealing her breath. He caught her easily, making her motionless again.
“Just to get the blood pumping,” he said with a wicked grin. And with that he stepped back and walked to a side of the room where there was a cabinet, and out of it he grabbed a fire extinguisher.
Olivia’s eyes widened at the sight as she panted, still feeling shocked after swinging around. “Wait!” she whispered, clearing her throat of her nerves. “Coli-” she cut her words off at his sudden sharp, narrow eyed stare. “Sir,” she said quietly. “Please don’t set me on fire.”
“What if I want to set you on fire, amor?” he tilted his head at her. “Are you within your rights to tell me no?” he asked calmly, placing the extinguisher down with a clunk he stood back up and regarded her once again.
Olivia turned her eyes to the wall of mirrors again and paused, seeing herself for the first time. Oh my god…she said quietly in her head. She swallowed thickly. “No sir, I’m not.”
She was hanging from ropes in the middle of the room, her legs completely restrained and spread open, her pussy just there, for whatever he wanted; vulnerable, not able to call any shots. She began to pant as he walked around the room and grabbed more things, putting them on the table he’d sat her on before he hauled her into the air.
“You know, I wasn’t going to go this easy on you, but I think I’ll let you be able to clench your fingers and toes for this, so I won’t be binding them…this time,” Colin said nonchalantly as he fiddled with a machine. He put the machine down then turned and walked to her, bending down and hauling the device that was under her up a few feet, about five feet beneath her. He took the lid off the device and pushed a button, starting a flame under her.
Olivia gasped as the heat met her sensitive skin and wiggled hard, trying to move but only managing to make herself swing slightly. “Colin!” she screeched, feeling the warmth lick at her pussy.
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!she screamed inside of her head, feeling her body temperature begin to rise. She moaned miserably, not able to get away from the heat tormenting her. She jerked, feeling a sudden slap on her pussy.
“What’s my name?” Colin said calmly, his eyes staring up at her as she began to pant. He lowered his hand palm down just under her vagina, holding it there for several long seconds, making sure the heat wasn’t too hot. Despite what she thought, he didn’t want to burn her.
“It’s sir…I’m sorry sirrrr…” Olivia panted, knowing without looking that her face and chest were turning red.
“Are you ok Olivia, is it too hot? Tell me the truth,” he murmured, removing his hand from the source of the heat, and giving it back to her full force.
Olivia shook her head slowly, not wanting to lie to him. Not while she was currently in the state she was in.
“Good girl. Now that we’re getting that pussy warmed up, let’s give your nipples a little love, hmm? How does that sound, amor?” he waited till she raised her head and trained her green eyes on his before he gave her a devilish smile and turned back to his table. He pushed it closer, taking a clamp that was connected by a wire to the small machine and he slowly reached for her nipple, clamping it down. Olivia hissed and then moaned, the pain feeling so good. He waited a second, watching her reaction carefully before attaching the other clamp.
“Now, these are going to send little electrical currents through your nipples. I’m going to start off light, because in a minute, I’m going to place the thruster machine inside you and then I’m going to start working on your back. Are you listening to me, Amor?”
Olivia, who’d begun shaking at the knowledge of what she knew was about to be one hell of a sexual experience at the hands of her husband who didn’t just have a sadistic side, but a crazy, wildly imaginative one as well.
“Yes, I hear you,” she whispered. “You did NOT tell me you were like this. Who thinks like this, sir?” she chanced, not meaning to be offensive, but she couldn’t think straight with the fires of hell right at her pussy.
Colin’s eyes met hers, a flash of surprise crossing his features before he began to laugh. A truly dark chuckle that he couldn’t stop.
“Sweetheart, you signed the contract. You knew what was in there,” he said through his laughter. He reached over and turned the current on to the second to lowest setting, and his smile became brighter as she suddenly threw her head back on a harsh wail.
Olivia jerked in the ropes as the current ran through her nipples and exploded on her clit, which was currently burning up from the inside out. She heaved a harsh breath, feeling her skin shrink too small for her body.
“FFUUUCCCKKKK!” Olivia screamed, not able to stop wiggling as she hung there miserably. Inhaling hard, she screamed again, feeling Colins wet lips wrap around her clit and suckle her strongly into his mouth. Shocked at the unexpected contact, she came almost immediately. Her face flushed bright red when she heard her essence splash against the ground. She stared rather unseeingly at the mirrors behind him, her chest heaving as she struggled to right all the sensations rolling through her at once.
Pulling away, he looked down at the floor under them. Amused, his eyes raised back to hers, seeing her body had broken out into a sheen of sweat. He turned, leaving her to it and walked to another cabinet, grabbing a small package and what looked to be a small briefcase. Returning to the table by her again, he opened it, setting it up and pulling out the various attachments.
Taking a small plastic structure attached to some straps he turned to her and wrapped the straps around her hips, snapping it in place, then settling a fleshy soft silicone piece against her clit. He took a remote and clicked a button and it began to buzz on her clit. Olivia felt her temperature rise even higher and a sheen of sweat broke out on her body, making her feel slightly dizzy. He turned back to the briefcase dismissively.
Olivia looked miserably at him working, wanting to cry, feeling like she was strung so tight. She licked her lips on a soft whimper.
“Siiirrrrr,” she pleaded. “I don’t think…I don’t know…” she tried, not able to express herself.
Colin remained quiet. Listening, but not feeling the need to respond. He took out a medium-large dildo and attached it to the thruster machine.
Olivia’s eyes widened once more and her mouth fell open, seeing him work over the machine, preparing it for her. Colin looked at her, a small smile on his face when he caught her facial expression.
“I’m just going to venture to guess you didn’t know what a thruster machine was when you signed page three, huh?” he chuckled again. The sadistic side of him was truly getting a kick out of rendering her speechless, knowing the state of her emotions had to be quite interesting and discombobulating. “That’s unfortunate. I’m going to teach you all about contracts, pretty thing. We won’t be making this mistake again,”
Shaking her head no, Olivia began trembling as he turned the fire onto a lower setting, giving her a very small temporary relief. He pushed the table closer, aiming the dildo at her twitching pussy.
“I’m turning it down because I don’t want the machine to get hot and potentially burn you,” he explained simply.
“Coliiinnnnn-sir, sir, sir, sir…” closing her eyes, she shut him from her sight, suddenly feeling almost too vulnerable. She tensed, feeling the thick silicone head of the toy nudge her entrance. Her mouth dropped open as he moved it closer, shoving it gently forward inch by inch until it was almost completely inside of her. She couldn’t meet his eyes. Something about him using a sex machine on her shattered all her defenses and that last wall between them that she’d kept erected subconsciously.
Oh my Gooooood-
Jerking in the ropes, Olivia threw her head back, screaming in earnest as Colin turned the toy on and it began to thrust inside of her at the same time he turned up the current on her nipples. He watched her face carefully, before turning it slightly higher. Olivia made a small sound as her eyes began to water and her vagina throbbed as a heavy pressure settled into her sex, wanting to be fulfilled.
Oh fuuuck, it’s painful but it feels so good.
Colin appeared next to her face, yanking her to the side by her hair to look at him. His own features were pulled tight with desire as he struggled to not undo all the work it took to get her to this point so he could take her body the way he wanted. With a firm hand, he adjusted his painful erection and a muscle ticked in his jaw as he groaned, seemingly barely able to restrain himself. Olivia opened her eyes in shock and there was a tense moment where they just stared silently at each other. Him, letting her know that she was his to do with as he pleased. Her, helpless, giving up control she knew he so desperately needed and craved.
Olivia gasped, feeling her face snap to the side as he suddenly smacked her, turning her face away from him. She inhaled through her nose as she orgasmed again, gritting her teeth hard. She blew out a breath as her toes and fingers clenched hard against the hot heady feeling weighing her down.
“You say my name again, then you’re truly in trouble. Do you understand?” he whispered, bringing her head back to face him.
“Yes sirrrrrrr,” Olivia sighed weakly.
“Now, are you okay? Answer me truthfully, amor.”
“Yes sir,” Olivia squeezed her eyes shut, feeling her heartbeat ramp up uncomfortably.
Colin nodded, leaning over to smack a hard kiss onto her lips before turning away from her once more. He clicked a button on the remote and the clit vibrator ramped up slightly making her wail in pleasured agony. Ignoring her, he walked to another cabinet and pulled a long, deadly looking single tailed whip out.
Oh God, I’ve never even used one of those,she whispered to herself, licking her lips.
Olivia threw her head back, shuddering at the sight. Already feeling the tip hitting her, even though he was still standing a few feet away uncoiling it. She flinched again, hearing the deadly snap of the whip as he gave it a test and then his voice as he spoke loudly to her from across the room.
“Olivia, you must breathe. Breathe, amor.”
She relaxed, not even realizing she’d been holding her breath in anticipation. Obediently she let out a whimpering breath, eyeing the machine thrusting steadily inside of her. Throwing her head back, she bit her lip, moaning in earnest as she struggled, attempting to refrain from orgasming again. She twitched, fearing she wasn’t going to make it through this experience. Her nipples burned, the electrical current like a live wire from her breasts to her clit, which was enduring a burning of its own under the vibrator’s ministrations. She shuddered, feeling a bead of sweat work its way down her temple and between her breasts.
“Enjoy them amor, they may slow down a bit, depending on how hard I hit you. We’re about to find out just how you react to what I love most,” Colin said to her, his voice confident as he got himself into position several feet behind her.
Olivia raised her head to look at them in the mirror and her eyes widened, seeing the change in her husband. The shift had happened so incrementally that she’d missed it. She assessed his reflection greedily.
Colin’s features were standing out in sharp relief, his muscles tight with tension, and the veins in his arms roped almost sensually up under his tattoos. He rolled his neck as he slowly took his stance several feet behind her. He was calm, collected, and seemed at peace.
He’d taken his shirt off, exposing his tattoos and bare skin to her gaze. His thick muscles rippled, his skin shiny as he put one foot in front of the other and ground his foot slightly against the floor. She watched, entranced, as he took the tail of the whip in his hand and pulled it slowly through the space in between his thumb and forefinger, caressing it almost lovingly with his hand before he tossed it behind him. His eyes met hers briefly in the mirror and he treated her to a slow, wicked smile before his arm snapped forward on a quiet grunt.
And as if in slow motion, Olivia watched the tail of the whip come closer and closer to her, and an almost feral look crossed over Colin’s face before the tip connected with her back.
Too stunned to make a sound, Olivia flinched and readjusted her grip on the ropes as her heart expanded painfully in her chest. She closed her eyes, rejoicing as she felt something in her soul slowly shift into place.
She took a slow steadying breath as the whip connected lightly once more and she relaxed. She hung there silent, feeling her pussy clamp on the dildo hard as he snapped the whip against her repeatedly, giving her warmup taps against her skin. She yelped and inhaled sharply as the next one made contact hard on the delicate skin of her left shoulder blade, hey eyes flying open, meeting his in surprise. He gave her another sexy grin as the next one hit just as hard.
She kept her eyes on him, crying out as the next lash licked the top of her shin.
“What was that, amor?” Colin said in his elegant voice, as he brought the whip forward again, this time landing on her right buttock. Olivia’s head fell to the side and she twitched, biting her lip hard and squealing as his hits came faster and slightly harder. Her back smarted and she took joy in the feeling.
“I said it feels so good sir, m-magical,” she moaned, she wiggled, feeling herself orgasm on the dildo. Her eyes narrowed, as her pussy suddenly felt overstimulated. The soles of her feet burned, and her fingernails dug into her palms as she tensed up hard. She almost choked on the next sharp inhale of breath as she screamed almost manically as she orgasmed once more, right as Colin hit her the hardest he’d hit her so far, right on the fleshy skin of her left buttock.
Oh my God is this what I’ve been missing my whole life?She shivered with happiness as the next lash landed almost whisper soft against her shoulder blade, reminding her of Colin’s loving touches as he soothed her through her sad moments.
She was struck aback at the realization that she hadn’t felt the need to tell him how hard or soft to hit, it was like he just knew.
He knew what she needed.
“There we go, amor! That’s what I’m talking about. Now it’s time to really play,” Colin said, tossing the whip down. Walking swiftly to the table, he turned the speed on the dildo up one more notch, turned the vibrator down a bit, and turned the flame completely off. Olivia blinked at the duality of the switching of sensations and licked her lips as he then took one of the clamps off one her nipples and left the other one attached, making her feel suddenly off kilter.
“No, oh no please,” she whispered, her eyes widening in surprise. Her heart began to beat painfully as shockwaves rolled through her body, and she felt her sex spasm painfully around the dildo which suddenly felt thicker inside her, battering against her tender, swollen tissues. She almost choked on a shocked breath as her body temperature rose almost unbearably.
“No!” she screamed, panicking as her body fell out of control, the loss of some of the sensation, and the increase of the thrusting making her body confused. She swallowed hard, feeling tears come to her eyes. Colin walked swiftly past her and grabbed the whip once more.
“I’m about to make it all better, Olivia,” he assured her right as he swung the whip forward and Olivia barely had time to hear the sharp crack before she began screaming as he really let loose. Every crack rendered the air around them, confusing her even further. Some hit her back, others hit on her legs, on her arm, her shoulder, her buttocks. He varied between light taps, and harsh ones. Her body burned, despite the lack of flame under her, and she could hear her juices hit the floor as she squirted in earnest. She struggled against the ropes, fighting the next orgasm, the strength of it making her dizzy.
She blinked hazily, seeing his arm raise the whip before he flicked it and she screamed hard, feeling drool hitting her chin as she suddenly orgasmed the hardest she ever had in her life.
She barely heard him drop the whip as he walked up behind her and swiped his hands gently down her back and legs, soothing her.
“So fucking beautiful amor,” he praised as her screams broke off into sobs as she began to cry. He smoothed his hand to her front and manipulated her free nipple with the fingers of one hand, and moved the vibrator aside he grasped her clit with the other, rolling them both. “Almost done, beautiful,” Olivia thrashed her head, her back was burning, her nipples were so tight they were painful, and her clit was so engorged every tug and flick made her gush wetly.
“Sir plleeaassseeeee,” she moaned miserably, tensing up as he dug his fingernail into her nipple and twisted it gently. Colin chuckled.
“I don’t even know what you’re begging for, because once I turn everything off, it’s my turn. You know that right?” he whispered against her ear, hiding his smile.
Joy. It was a beautiful feeling, and he took pleasure in her shocked eyes meeting his before she turned away, screwing her face up in another orgasm, this one sounding like a torturous one.
He bent to her, licking into her mouth, licking up her chin that was covered in her spit and swallowing her screams as he played with her some more, loving the hot feel of her skin from being pleasured too long. He pulled away reluctantly and turned off the machines, freeing her from them gently. Not able to help himself, he leaned forward and softly sucked her overstimulated nipples, eating up her small whimpers as she hung there helplessly. He smiled as her cum splashed against the ground once more when he pulled the dildo out.
Helping her out of the suspension and the ropes, he stretched her out on the mat and massaged her lovingly. Wrapping her up in a robe hanging by the door, he carried her through the closet and into their bedroom where he laid her down and talked to her while he fucked her nice and soft, chasing his own release.
”Do you have any idea how settled you make me feel? How long I”ve waited for you baby?” he whispered to her, his hips moving slowly against hers as he ran a hand through her hair, cupping her head to keep her still while he moved his lips just as slow against her.
Olivia moaned, arching under him and running her hands down his back. She smiled against his mouth. ”Well, I know it wasn”t near as long as I waited for you. You are thirty nine years old after all.”
They shared a chuckle and he gave her a surprisingly rough circle of his hips.
”Aahh,” she sighed, feeling sore and on such a high.
”Yeah?” he chuckled against her lips. ”You like when I do that?”
Olivia nodded. Licking along his bottom lip, she nibbled on it before pulling back and looking into his dark eyes. ”As long as you keep it nice and slow for me.” She tightened hard around him, making him grunt. He gave her a smile.
”Yes Ma”am.” he chuckled again and feathered his finger across her cheek as he repeated the movement.
”Ohhh…” she gave him a teasing look, arching her eyebrow. ”I think I like the sound of that.”
Colin raised his eyebrows as he kept his movements nice and slow. ”Hmmm…I wouldn”t get used to it.” He leaned further into her face and kissed the side of her mouth. ”Did you like me whipping you baby? What was your favorite thing we did in there? Tell me…you know I want to hear.” Colin ceased moving as she suddenly flooded his dick. He lowered his head to her neck and breathed deeply as he held himself high and hard inside of her. ”God, that was such a great nonverbal answer… you feel so hot.”
Olivia whimpered through a slow wicked orgasm, replaying the way the whip felt hitting her back, and the way he looked when he welded it. ”Oh Colin, you looked so sexy behind me, whipping me.” She rippled around him again, getting off on replaying what happened just an hour before. She looped her arms around his neck and held him close. ”You”re the most handsome man I”ve ever seen. And you”re all mine.”
Colin pulled back, and gave her a wicked smile. Noting that their Page III session brought out a different side of Olivia than he was used to getting. ”Oh baby, nothing beats how you looked up there, your red hair, pink flushed cheeks, the way your skin reddened for me so deliciously. Ohhhh.” He groaned, the sound almost her undoing and Colin hissed as he felt her slick over him once more. ”There”s way more to come. I hope you”re ready.”
Olivia”s eyes flashed in a challenge at him. ”I was born ready.” She licked her lips, throwing her head back as he suddenly leaned down and took a sensitive distended nipple into his wet, warm mouth and suckled at her. He took a second to switch between her breasts, giving her love there before he settled even deeper into her and placed his lips to her ear.
”Once upon a time, there was a lonely man who, despite all his wealth and connections, seemed to live a life with only half of a heart in his chest. And every day he searched for the other half. He would walk around and look for it within other people, seeing theirs didn”t quite fit. They were too whole, not cracked like his.”
Olivia whimpered, slapping a hand to her mouth as her eyes welled up with tears. Colin continued, still moving nice and slow against her, feeling tremors begin to rack her body.
”Or they were a different color, a different size. He looked everywhere he could, coffee shops, parties, book stores. And still, no one could help him. Their hearts all belonged to someone else. The man became desperate, looking for the other half of his heart in things instead of people, so he began to search elsewhere, and yet still nothing fulfilled him. Eventually, his light became dimmer and dimmer as the years went on until he gave up, fearing that no one would ever see and match his light.”
Olivia quietly cried, his admission and the way he was working her body so sweetly after making her so discombobulated in their sex room unraveling her.
”One day, he went for a ride and saw a beautiful red flame in the window of a diner, and when he got closer, realized a woman was inside. And when she stood up, he saw her chest glowed just like his, the same color. When he got closer, he saw her heart”s cracks matched his. And the man felt bone shattering relief knowing that he finally found her. He found the other half of his soul. And baby, you light me up so bright.”
He moved his lips to hers and kissed her deeply through her tears, now telling her without words what she meant to him. Olivia wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him close while they shared something much deeper than sex. Deeper than love.
By the time he disengaged from her, he was of the opinion that their first venture into the Page III activities was successful, and turned his mind to wanting her to help plan the next one, wondering if she would like to do this more than twice a year.
Her answer was a resounding yes, but she didn’t want to help plan it every time. He chuckled at her request for him to always surprise her with something new, as she adored how creative he was in the bedroom. They’d decided to make Page III a monthly venture and would revise the contract accordingly.
And Olivia”s revision? For him to make up a new fairytale for them every time, and tell it to her while they got busy.