Anything for Him: Dominated (#1) (9 page)

They had discussed all options and it had
been decided that many of Lowry’s employees would go to work for Danny’s
various companies while financial questions and concerns were answered and
settled.

He had been there for her during what had
been some very hard and difficult nights and she felt pure joy flowing through
her as she handed him the key back.

The metal, warmed by her hand, hit his
palm and Danny felt a grin break out across his face. He reached over to the
small nightstand where he had laid the collar and he unlocked it. It was a
cunningly made circle of gold inlaid with a strip of emeralds, stones that
reminded him of her eyes. His breath caught as he clasped it around her neck,
fitting its two pieces together and then locking them together with the tiny
gold screw and key.

“I take you as my submissive, my
responsibility. I will love you, take care of you and protect you. I will never
let anyone else cause you harm. You will always have a home here, in my house,
and in my heart.”

Tears stained her cheeks as the lock
clicked shut. “I will be yours forever, Sir.”

Danny fastened a solid gold leash to her
collar and she crawled beside him to the bed, feeling the gentle tug of the
leash against the collar on her neck. The weight of the collar was unfamiliar
but welcome and when he told her to get into the bed she did, arranging herself
against the colorful pillows so that he could see every inch of her.

“I want to see every inch of you.” Danny instructed.

The toys were already on the bed. The
dildo sat beside the small tube of lubricant and the vibrator and she oiled her
fingers before she flicked them across her nipples. The sensation of touching
herself was not new, but having someone watch her while she did it was and for
a moment she had to wrestle with a sense of shame and discomfort.

Looking at him she saw approval in his
eyes, and when her eyes traveled lower she saw the telltale bulge in his
slacks. That hard bulge made her cheeks flare with color and heightened her
arousal. She bit her bottom lip as her fingers spread her own labia and she
stroked the delicate flesh of her clit. Her ass jerked forward when she slid
one questing finger inside of herself. Heat blossomed and a fire followed as
she rubbed at her clit again, enjoying it. She pressed harder and rubbed
faster, then slowed down, the subtle shift delaying an orgasm that she could
feel building.

She wanted it to last; she wanted to show
him that she was willing to do whatever he wished. But that was not all, she
knew, instinctively, that what he was doing by ordering her to do this was
asking her to trust him when she was the most vulnerable, to show him her most
secret of places.

She brought her fingers to her mouth.
Danny gasped softly as she licked them and suckled at them, her senses
exploding as she took in her own juices.

She knew she could not slow it down much
longer so she parted her legs farther, drawing them close to her chest. She
lubed up the rubber cock and then slid it just between her lips, teasing and
playing with it and him even as she played with herself. The head of it slipped
inside and she shuddered in bliss, the cock was large and she could feel its
weight. She had to rearrange her lower body a bit before she could slide more
of it into her slippery tunnel. It bumped along her walls, its ribbed belly
making her whimper and gasp. Her nipples pointed at the ceiling as she arched
higher and backwards, shame and fear forgotten in the wave of sheer pleasure
that had moved over her.

“Take it,” Danny ordered as he undid his
slacks and dropped them to the floor. His cock, rigid and pulsing, came into
view and he gripped the head of it tightly, squeezing hard as Meghan’s pussy
swallowed the dick.

He climbed up on the bed, kneeling
between her spread legs. His fingers stroked his prick’s head, drops of
pre-come dribbled out and he used them for lubricant, drawing the slick moisture
down the shaft and then tightly fisting the belly again. He felt like he was
fucking her even though he was not. He began to fall into her rhythm and she
noticed it. Her eyes half-closed and color stained her cheeks as his purple
cockhead vanished and reappeared. Her fingers worked harder, the juices pouring
out of her soaking the bed below her ass cheeks.

“I want you to come. Right now.”

She did not need to be told twice. Come
spilled from her, spooling down her thighs. “Thank you! Thank you Sir!” She screamed
as she felt her pussy opening and closing on the soaked cock.

“Take it out of your pussy.”

Meghan tossed the dildo aside and Danny
thrust into her. There was no pause, no need for words. His mouth came down on
hers hard, teeth colliding momentarily in their hunger. He thrust hard and
fast, his cock riding along the pleasure-swollen walls of her pussy. She
groaned and whimpered his name, her fingers coming up to his back to feel the
hard muscles moving under his smooth skin.

Danny realized he had forgotten the
condom but he didn’t care. The tight wetness surrounding his cock was the most
incredible sensation he had ever felt in his life. Sliding into her was like
sliding into well-heated oil and he wanted to feel that for as long as
possible.

He tried to remove his mind so he could
hold out longer but she locked her ankles around his narrow waist, her feet
bumped against the small of his back and she began to make the small mewling
noise that meant she was going to come.

“Please Sir,” she pleaded gutturally.
“Please can I come on your cock?”

“You may,” he said, “But only if you come
right now with me.”

“Oh please,” Meghan muttered as her pussy
clenched and contracted.

“Do it,” Danny snarled. “Come with me,
come to me my sweet girl, my good girl, come for me. Give me your pussy.”

She came, hard. Her inner thighs
literally shook and a low moan turned into a scream as she was brought to
orgasm after orgasm. Dimly she felt his cock throbbing inside her, felt his
head dropping to her shoulder and his breath on her neck and in her ear but the
tides would not let her go until she was spent and limp.

Danny cuddled her close and she put her
hands up to his face while he undid the long thin gold leash.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“You are welcome. Now get some sleep.
Tomorrow we begin your training.”

Meghan blinked. “Training Sir?”

Danny let a devilish grin light his face.
“Oh yes. I have a lot to teach you.”

Meghan laughed and curled closer. She was
not sure what the training would consist of but one thing was certain, she was
home. And that was all that mattered.