Subordination:Chronicles of a Domme(34)
A half of a smile appeared on his lips. “Am I?”
I ran my finger from his Adam’s apple down his chest to his circle his navel. “You’ll be showing off that fabulous chest of yours, not to mention how great your ass will look in those pants.”
It was William’s turn to snort. “My ass is covered in fur.”
“Yes, but unlike some of the other men who will be there, yours isn’t natural.”
William and I both broke into hysterics then. “I don’t even want to think about the body hair you saw when you were a Domme.”
“It was seriously scary. I used to suggest having a business on the side to do waxing.” I brought my lips to his. “Thank goodness, you don’t have that problem.”
“Likewise,” he teased. When I playfully smacked his arm, he replied, “What’s wrong with appreciating a shaved or waxed vagina?”
“Just when you think our conversations couldn’t get any weirder, here we go.”
With a chuckle, William pushed me off him. “Come on. We need to get going.”
When I stepped off the elevator and onto the main floor of 1740, it felt like I was at a family or high school reunion . Well, a family or high school reunion where people were either half-naked or in leather. After I saw Lyle working the bar, I dragged William over to see him.
“Hey stranger,” he drawled.
I leaned in over the bar to hug Lyle. “It’s so good seeing you again,” I shouted over the music.
At the sight of William, Lyle’s eyes widened. “Don’t tell me you two are a ‘thing’.”
With a grin, I replied, “Yep. We are.” Jerking on William’s leash, I teasingly added, “I’ve even collared him.”
“You’ve what?” someone demanded behind us.
When I whirled around to see Calla, I groaned. She was dressed appropriately as a demon complete with sparkly devil horns. She didn’t bother looking at me. Instead, she focused all her attention on William. “You let her collar you?”
Before I could say no, William, answered, “Not formally. But yes, we’re committed.”
Calla’s smoldering expression of hate turned into one of anguish. “You said you didn’t want to be collared.” Her voice had turned achingly sad. If she hadn’t been such a bitch to me, I might’ve felt sorry for her.
“I’m sorry, Calla, but I just didn’t want to be collared to you.”
All the sadness in Calla’s demeanor evaporated and was once again replaced by a fiery bitch. “How could you possible want her? She isn’t even a lifestyle Domme! She can’t give you what I can!”
“She’s giving me exactly what I need and more,” William countered.
Calla gave a contemptuous snort. “You’re delusional.”
William smiled. “No. I’m happy.”
His words and tone appeared to crush Calla. I knew it was time to put her out of her misery. “Come on, William. We’re wasting valuable playing time.” I didn’t wait for William’s response. Instead, I began leading him away by the leash.
Once we were out of earshot, I exhaled raggedly. “That wasn’t awkward at all.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. We should have anticipated she would be here tonight.”
“I’m just glad this is the only place we ever have to see her.”
“I agree.” Peering through my mask, I surveyed the scenes of play around us. “What are you in the mood for?”
“You and only you.”
I grinned. “I’m glad to hear you say that. I booked the Versailles Room.”
William’s dark eyes flared with lust. “You did?”
“Hell yes. You only turn thirty-three at a BDSM club once, right?”
He laughed. “Damned straight.”
“Ready to play?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
The Versailles room was the nicest one in the club. It was really more of a suite than a room. It boasted its own bathroom with marble on the floors and in the shower. In the middle of the room was a huge medieval looking bed with intricate carvings in the wood. The canopy was made for restraints while the black silk sheets heightened the senses. I’d probably only been in the room two other times in the entire five years I worked at 1740.
The moment we entered the room William immediately went into the Attention position.
“Take off your clothes,” I ordered.
He quickly and obediently stripped and folded his clothes before going back to Attention. “Go over to the bed, and lie down on your back.”
Once William was on the mattress, I joined him at the bed. I answered his inquisitive glance. “Spread-eagle position.”
After he was ready, I smiled. “Since it’s your birthday, tonight you get cuffs.”
William smiled. “Thank you, Mistress.”
When I buckled him in, I made sure to make them extra tight. I remembered our first scene when William said he liked to feel the leather biting into his skin. “No blindfolds tonight. I want your eyes on mine through everything.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Yeah, I wonder if you’ll still be so agreeable in a minute. My boot heels clicked across the tile floor as I went into the closet. Tonight was about pushing William on one of his hard limits. Oh yeah, I was busting out the anal play. I opened one of the drawers and peered in at the contents. Since I knew I had to do baby steps with William, I went for the smallest butt plug in the drawer. Not only was the size good, but the fact it vibrated would intensity William’s pleasure.
Opening another drawer, I took out several condoms along with some lube. I sheathed the condom over the plug and then coated the condom in lube. I didn’t mind that I was getting it all over my hands because the more lube the better for William.
When I came back into the room, William’s gaze was averted. “Look at me.”
He immediately swept his head up to look at my face. I held the butt plug up for him to see. His eyes widened. “Are you willing to face one of your hard limits?”
Chewing on his bottom lip, William hesitated for a moment. It appeared as if he was waging a war inside his head. Just when I thought I was going to have to discard the plug, he said, “Yes, Mistress.”
I cocked my brows in surprise. “You are?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
I climbed onto the bed, sitting to his right side. “Widen your legs as far as you can in the restraints.” I reached between his legs to bring my fingertip to encircle his anus. He jumped at the touch, pulling against the cuffs. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Turning the plug on, I slid it between his sac and his rectum. His breathing began to increase, and his cock swelled larger. Even if he hated to admit it, he was becoming aroused by the idea of anal play. “Once this is inside you, it’s going to stimulate your prostate, giving you a mind blowing orgasm.”
“If you’ll forgive me, mistress, you can do that without the plug.”
I laughed. “Nice try.” I slid the plug’s tip at the entrance to William’s anus. “Whistle,” I instructed.
If the moment hadn’t been so serious, I might’ve laughed at the expression of sheer shock and disbelief on William’s face. “I’m proud of you for not questioning me. Whistling is a little trick that helps relax you down there. It’ll make the plug go in easier.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he replied. His tone told me that he thought I had lost my mind. He pursed his lips together and began to whistle. Slowly, I pushed the plug’s tip in.
Although he kept whistling, William tensed slightly. “How does that feel?”
“A little tight...really stretchy.”
“Good. That’s how it’s supposed to feel. But you need to safe word out if it starts to hurt.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I continued to ease the plug inside William. “Keep breathing, and press down like you’re going to poop.”
His face wrinkled in disgust. “Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.”
Even though he had doubts, William remained obedient and did as he was told. Once the plug was all the way in, I sat back. “How’s that?”
“Not bad.” His chest rose and fell harshly. “Actually, it feels really good—the pressure and the stretching.”
“That’s kind of how it feels having you inside me.” I took his cock in my hand and began to stroke him. “I think it’s time I gave this Birthday Boy a little attention.”
“Yes, please, Mistress.”
Dipping my head, I slid his cock deep inside my throat. I began to bob up and down, working him in and out. I stopped each time I came to the top to suction the head and throbbing main vein.
“Let’s enjoy this together, why don’t we?” I climbed on top of him, straddling him in the reverse cowgirl position. I then bent forward to enable us to do the classic 69 position. Sticking my ass in the air, I eased back until William’s mouth covered my core. “Oh yes,” I murmured as he began to lick my clit like it was an ice cream cone.
As he sucked my clit, I sucked his cock. We each worked each other into a dripping mess of arousal. When William’s balls tightened, I suctioned him harder and deeper. After he began to fuck me with his tongue while his teeth grazed my clit, I let his dick fall free of my mouth, and I came shouting his name.