Claimed for the Master's Pleasure(18)

As he wandered aimlessly around the large, silent rooms, he could only blame himself. He’d acted badly toward her, and even his words of affection early this morning hadn’t convinced her to stay.

Jake thought of all the wonderful things that he’d wanted to share with her. All the plans he’d been making were now of no importance. Lia had set him free from the shackles of his past, but she clearly didn’t want to be involved in his future.

His life lay empty before him. Long, lonely days stretched into infinity. All he had left was work, but that wasn’t enough to keep body and soul together.

He walked into the master suite. There was nothing of hers left in the room. Her clothes and personal effects had gone. There was not even a note to say good-bye. Jake sat on a chair and pulled off his boots. He tossed them carelessly aside and then began removing the rest of his clothes. He’d have a shower and then prepare himself a TV dinner.

Life fucking sucks.

“Boy, oh boy,” he murmured out loud. He shook his head, reluctantly smiling at the irony of it all.

Perhaps he’d misjudged Lia after all. He shook his head again. He’d been convinced they were on the same wavelength, but she obviously didn’t think so. How he longed to see her beautiful smiling face again.

The odds of her staying had been fifty-fifty. Early this morning when he’d spoken with her, he would have laid bets on her being here when he got home. It just went to show how unpredictable women were.

Jake turned on the shower and stepped under the fast-flowing water. He chose a colder setting than normal to clear his head. After five minutes of enduring the agonizingly cold torrent, he toweled himself dry, and changed into some casual clothes.

“Guess I’m eating alone,” he murmured dejectedly at his reflection in the mirror. He ran his hand through his damp hair and grimaced. “Serves you right, prick. You tried to force the lady to be with you, when she clearly didn’t want to.”

Jake entered the kitchen, and began rummaging through the freezer, trying to find something to eat. He wasn’t remotely hungry. Everything looked unappetizing, especially with the knowledge that he would be eating alone. In the end, he pulled out a pepperoni pizza. Not the haute cuisine he was used to eating in the casino restaurant, but something he could at least manage to prepare for himself.

Just as he was about to close the freezer door, a shadow fell across him. When he peered over his shoulder, Lia stood just a few feet from him. A look of pure surprise must have been etched on his face, because the blood froze in his veins.

“Lia!”

She wore a long white robe buttoned up at the front and a pair of gold sandals. He’d never seen such a vision of feminine beauty. Lia hadn’t left him. She wanted to be with him. His heart soared. She’d stayed because she wanted to share her life with him.

His gaze slowly drifted down her gorgeous body and the thin material covering it. Her breasts rose and fell enticingly, and her nipples were hard and protruded. Like only a woman could, she’d deliberately hidden from him to make her entrance far more dramatic. He could tell from her breathing that she was as horny as hell.

“If it pleases you, Sir, I have already prepared you something to eat.”

“Come here, slave.” Jake closed the freezer door and leaned back against it. He stared into her beautiful green eyes, losing himself in their multicolored depths. When she was within reach he stroked his hand up her arm, feeling the tiny tremors that racked through her body. It made him want her even more. He cupped her chin and angled her face to his. He kissed her lips, pressing his body against hers, letting her feel his hard cock straining between them. He cupped her buttocks, lifting her slightly, and forcing her pussy against his erect prick. The way she clung to his shoulders and her breathy cries sent even more blood pulsing to his groin.

“You minx,” he whispered against her ear as he threaded his fingers in to her silky blonde hair. “You wanted me to think you weren’t here. You’re such a naughty, naughty girl. This deception can’t go unpunished.” He grazed his lips against her forehead, reveling in her womanly scent. She intoxicated him. He breathed deeply, savoring the moment.

“Do I please you, Sir?” Her breathy words made him want to be inside her.

“Oh, yes, you please me.” He loved it when she was submissive. He stared down into her eyes. “Your presence pleases me, slave, but you are late. Lateness will not be tolerated, and must be disciplined. Now go to the bedroom and wait for me there.” He watched her hurry from the kitchen. “I will be along shortly,” he called after her.

“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”

When he was left alone, he selected a decent champagne from his collection. He placed it in the refrigerator. Later, they would celebrate their new life together, but first, Lia required a little correction from her Master. It was something they both needed in their lives to feel truly complete.

At the top of the stairs, Jake entered his secret lair. The place where he kept all his implements of sexual desire and torture. He carefully selected several items that would enhance their evening together.

As he entered the bedroom, he stripped off his T-shirt, and cast it to the floor. Lia sat on the bed, looking a little wary. Her fantasies may have fuelled the desire for his punishment, but now that it was actually about to happen, it was different matter entirely.

“Take off your robe, slave,” he ordered her. She complied immediately and without question. That simple act of submission turned him on even more, making his cock strain against his pants.

When she was completely naked and standing in front of him, he spoke. “You must understand that deceiving your Master is not acceptable.”

“Yes, Sir, I’m sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again.”

“You led me to believe that you’d left your Master for good, and that made me very unhappy.”

“I couldn’t leave you, Sir. I’m sorry I upset you, but I wanted it to be a surprise.” His heart embraced the words that spilled from her lips, and his spirit soared.

“It was certainly that, my slave, but you realize you can’t go unpunished?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Jake sat on the bed. “Now lie across my knees. I’m going to give you a bare ass spanking for deceiving me.”

Lia did as he demanded, lying across his thighs, her bare butt lifted high in the air, her head almost touching the floor. He placed his left arm around her waist and secured her legs to the floor with his own. He palmed a hand over her beautiful, peachy ass. “It’s a shame your Master has to redden such sexy, creamy globes, but you know you deserve it.”

“Yes, Sir, I deserve it, Sir.”

He raised his right hand and noisily spanked her bare butt hard, six times in quick succession, never once hitting the same spot twice.

“Are you sorry, my slave?”

“Please, Sir, it hurts, Sir.”

“It’s meant to, otherwise it would serve no purpose. Such a juicy ass, my slave. Ripe and pristine.” He gently squeezed her flesh, then smoothed his hand over her reddened cheeks. He felt the heat rising beneath his fingers. “I take it you’ve had anal sex before?” he asked.

“Not recently, Sir.” Her voice trembled. “I didn’t like it much, Sir.”

“I think we can reintroduce you to it, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”

Jake raised the tempo, delivering spank after spank to her beautiful ass. The noise reverberated around the bedroom, mixed with her whimpers of enjoyment. To feel her squirm on his lap from sexual frustration made his pulse race. His cock pushed hard against her stomach as she lay writhing across his thighs.

He smoothed his hand over her reddened ass once more, caressing and comforting the tender flesh with his fingers and thumb. Pushing a hand between her legs, he slipped a finger into her aroused cunt.

“Your pussy is so wet. Is my slave having naughty thoughts?”

“Oh, Sir, please, Sir.”

“What is it, slave?”

“I feel so horny, Sir.”

He looked down into her face. Her cheeks glowed bright pink. Tears ran from her eyes and dripped unchecked onto the floor. He loved this power play. It turned him on. Lia knew what excited him, and she would deliver it now.

“I’m begging you, Sir.” Her words filled him with immeasurable pleasure. His cock strengthened with a need to be inside her.

“Very well, my slave. I know exactly what you need.”





Chapter Twenty-One



Lia’s heart beat rapidly as Jake moved her to the bed. “Scoot into the middle and lie on your back,” she heard him say from behind her. His hand caressed her stinging butt until she moved out of reach.

Jake certainly knew how to deliver a little punishment, leaving her begging for more. The spanking had made her severely aroused. Her pussy burned with desire. She was so hot for him, she could barely stop herself from squirming.

When she’d surprised him in the kitchen, she hadn’t quite known what to expect. She’d seen the look of relief and pleasure in his eyes. She knew then that he wanted her, desired her.

Originally, she’d intended to greet him at the door, but that wouldn’t have been so exciting. Apart from teaching him that he couldn’t take her for granted, she’d wanted to make a grand entrance. She’d been hiding inside the cloakroom. Peeping through a crack in the door, she’d had a perfect view of the entrance lobby. When Jake had stepped into the hallway, and the alarm sounded, he’d looked genuinely saddened by her absence. At that moment she’d known what he’d said to her the night before had been the truth. Jake thought they shared a connection on so many levels, and had a real chance of love. And she did, too. That’s why she’d stayed.