Chapter 7
SEVEN
Aiden
Aiden stepped through the doorway to the apartment. He tossed his keys onto the counter as he headed toward the bar.
He stopped mid-pour and noticed the kneeling figure waiting in front of the couch.
Aiden walked closer and circled the perfectly poised submissive—such a lovely addition to their space.
“Isn't this a nice surprise?” Aiden lifted Sophie's chin. “I could get used to coming home to you.” A flutter ran through his chest at the thought.
She couldn't hide her frustrated frown. “I didn't think you'd be in so late.”
“Are we on a clock?” He looked at his watch then back to Sophie.
“An overwound one.”
He offered his hand and helped Sophie to her feet. Aiden took in her outfit: a long-sleeved V-neck and plum colored skirt. The colors accentuated her beautiful obsidian hair. Aiden’s hands itched to run through the silky strands.
Upon closer inspection, he could see that she was disheveled and in a state of duress. She tugged the hem of her skirt, reminding him of the night they met at Surrender. What did Zack do this time?
“Alright.” He led them to the couch and bundled Sophie in his lap.
“Daddy, please.” She leaned in and brushed her lips against his neck, playfully nipping at his ear.
“Please, what, little one?”
“My pussy’s needy.” He smacked her ass once, moving the metal balls inside the plug Zack had left her with.
“No fair!”
“What isn’t fair?”
“That you have a perfectly magical tongue while I’ve a full ass and a leaking pussy.”
Aiden laughed.
“Now you’re laughing at me!” She pressed her thighs together, unable to get the friction she needed. She was too much of a good girl to take it upon herself to release the ache.
“You’re the numbers guy, doesn’t that problem solve itself?”
“You’re going to have to explain to me how you got into this situation.” He laid her across his lap, ignoring her protests.
“Daddy, respectfully, Sir is a meanie head.”
“I believe we call that a sadist. That still doesn’t explain how you ended up here.” Aiden slipped his hand between her thighs, cupping her mound. She resisted the urge to grind for relief, afraid his touch would disappear.
“Oh, Sophie, you poor thing, you’re soaked.” She pressed her face into the cushion and grunted her frustration.
“Daddy Aiden, don’t tease!” Sophie kicked her legs.
Aiden smacked her thigh hard.
“Master Zack fucked my ass wearing a cock ring.” Sophie closed her eyes and hid her flushed face in her hands. “I begged him to come, Daddy. I was so full and too much.”
He brushed her hair from her eyes and kissed her cheek. “We know you can handle it, princess.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Aiden’s finger slipped against her clit, and Sophie parted her thighs in silent invitation.
“He came and plugged me. Telling me it has to stay in until morning.”
“I see.” He tugged the base of the plug.
“But he came, and I’m not allowed to touch.” Her eyes and smile brightened into mischief. “But you can.” She ground her clit against the palm of his hand.
“Is that so?” Aiden reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
The call was answered before the second ring. “Do you like your present?” Zack’s chuckle echoed over the speaker.
“I seem to have received a plugged and frustrated sub. I wanted to see if she was on restriction.”
“It’s always fun when she is. She whines so well when she’s needy.”
“That she does.”
“I thought I’d leave you two well wound up while I’m gone.”
“Because it’s fun to play the game of ‘Frustrate the subby’?” Sophie mumbled sarcastically over her shoulder. She leaned on the arm of the couch with her elbows.
“I’ll remember that.”
“So will I,” Aiden hummed, his eyes darkening in a wicked promise. “It will be nice having you at my mercy all week, Sophie.” The glint in his eye begged to wonder if he was going to make a challenge for Sadist without Zack around.
With a quick goodbye, Aiden closed the phone and grabbed Sophie by the neck, kissing her soundly. She moaned and melted against him, nipping at his bottom lip and darting her tongue over his.
He pulled away with a growl. “Naughty little one, you are. I’ll make you come, but not until I spank that luscious ass a few times.” Aiden’s quick movements put Sophie face down over his lap, her plugged ass and wet pussy on display.
“Daddy!”
Aiden smacked her ass in quick succession, making sure every one caught her plug and igniting her need even more.
“It’s not every day I have you at my mercy. I could draw it out and taunt you until the sun comes up.” Sophie’s frustrated cry made his cock throb. Her whine was heaven.
His hand rested on her ass, his fingers slipping between her thighs. “Yes, babygirl?”
“Please touch me, Daddy.”
“I will, but only while you tell the story.” He held firm, even though the idea of throwing her on the couch and wrapping her thighs around his neck thrummed in his mind.
“W-what story?” She turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder.
“You’re going to tell me what happened with Sir, and I’m only going to touch you while you tell me what mean ol' Sir did to you. Understand?”
The slow movement of his finger around the base of the plug honed in his meaning, and Sophie nodded quickly, arching into his touch.
“Thank you, Daddy!”
“Don’t thank me, you owe me a story. It can be as long as you want, but I hope it’s enough to make you come.”
Sophie rested her cheek against the arm of the chair, rocking her hips in time with his slow movements. “I went to his office to make sure he had everything and say goodbye.” Her breathing was shallow and focused.
Aiden hummed. “We both know what you really wanted.”
“I needed him, too. He had me kneel beneath his desk with his cock in my mouth while he finished his work. I accidentally drooled on his pants, and he made me bend over the corner chair in the office.” The thought made Aiden’s cock throb.
Sophie parted her thighs, placing one foot on the floor and leaving her fully exposed to her Daddy. He slipped two fingers inside her, pressing against the plug through her sensitive walls and bringing her back to her task.
Retelling her painful humiliation was worth the orgasm that came after.
“He used his belt.”
“How many times?”
“Five, Daddy,” she moaned, running her fingers through her hair and pulling it away from her eyes. “Oh, thank you, Daddy. M-more, please.”
Aiden smacked her ass with the hand from between her thighs. It made a wet sound against her pussy. “How did you end up with this?” Aiden pulled the base to the plug, stretching her sore muscles, then pushed it back into place.
“Master Zack wet his cock with my pussy–yes, there, please–He fucked my ass until I was begging him to come. I was so close, Daddy. Like now, OH!”
Sophie bucked her hips against her Daddy’s hand and continued telling him how Zack choked and slammed his hips into hers until her carefully applied makeup was ruined. Allowing any member who she passed would know whose whore she was.
“He asked me if I wanted to come so he would finish, and I hesitated. I-I promise–oh, thank you–I told him both. So, he clamped my clit and said he would finish with my ass–” Sophie’s words stopped with a whimper, her fists digging into the arm of the couch. “Daddy!”
“Almost, princess.” Aiden slipped three fingers inside her, pressing against her weighted plug. “Daddy can’t wait until he fills this swollen pussy with his cock.”
“I’ll be a good girl, I promise!”
“Oh, I have no doubt.”
“Sir said he’d stop when he was ready, and he wasn’t going to make me come.
I-I had until he came. I couldn’t, Daddy, I tried!
My ass was so full and on fire. I needed to come.
He came in my ass before I could, and plugged me to ‘keep it in to know your place.’ He kissed my forehead and sent me home,” she blurted quickly through frustrated tears.
Sophie reached behind and grasped the back of Aiden's shirt.
“Hmmm, sounds like I missed a good session.”
Aiden grabbed a fistful of her hair and she gasped, jerked back by his pull. He pressed his lips against her ear. “No, princess. I'm just getting started.”
Sophie squeaked.
“Careful there, little one, before I decide you're stretched and lubed enough to take my cock in that pretty little asshole of yours. Now come for Daddy.”
With a shift of his fingers, her muscles tightened, and she came hard. Sophie's knees clamped against Aiden's leg, unable to close as she cried her release.
“Thank you, Daddy!”
“Who's my dirty girl?” He pressed his thumb against the base of the plug, reigniting her orgasm.
“I am! I'm your dirty girl!”
*
Aiden woke in the dark light of the bedroom. He reached his arm out and sat up when he touched cold sheets.
Sophie was curled up in the window seat, wrapped in Zack’s oversized robe.
Aiden padded over to her, his bare feet moving quickly across the cool hardwood. “Hey.”
“Hey.” She smiled sleepily, leaning against his frame. “I couldn’t stay asleep.”
“Is there anything I can do? Are you sore? You know how to turn the air down.”
“No, I get restless sometimes.” Sophie stretched her legs and wiggled her toes. “I didn’t want to wake you. I told Lidia I was staying here so she didn’t have to expect me home.”
“Such a responsible girl I have.”
Sophie glowed under his praise. She shifted herself deeper into his side. Aiden brushed her hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear.
“Aiden.” She looked pensive and deep in thought. Not something he’d see after a scene.
“Hmm.”
“Do you ever think he’ll open up?”
Aiden hefted a deep sigh and closed his eyes. He rested his lips against her temple, wrapping an arm around her middle. “He's never opened up to anyone like this before. Give him time to find his balance.”
Even with the leaps and bounds of communication they had to go, Aiden hadn't seen Zack this close to becoming undone than they had in their entire friendship. The shift in dynamics was changing him.
Aiden knew that they would be there to support him when he did crack open.
“Okay.”