Arrested By Love (13 page)

"Pear, Sir," she answered immediately.

Jim nodded again. "That'll be fine. So, do you wish to use your new safe word now, Kelly?"

Kelly bit on her lower lip uncertainly, then said, "May I ask you a question first, Sir?"

With a nod of permission, Jim said, "You may."

"Sir, do you intend to punish me now, Sir?" Her voice sounded small and scared.

"Why do you think I would punish you?" Jim asked, his expression genuinely curious.

"Because I yelped out, Sir, after you told me not to make a sound," she admitted, her breath coming in hitches now.

Giving a thoughtful nod, Jim ran a finger along the edge of her cheek. "Very good, Kelly. Though you're right, that would be a punishable offense, I'm not gonna punish you for it now."

Kelly let out a sigh of relief, then whispered, "Thank you, Sir."

Jim glanced curiously back at Kyle. Kelly was not acting like a sub who sought pain. She actually looked scared at the thought that Jim might punish her. Interesting. Kelly had her gaze lowered to the floor as she stood tensely before Jim, so he put a finger under her chin to force her face up.

"Look at me for a moment, Kelly girl," Jim said softly.

When she obeyed, her lower lip trembled. Then surprisingly, Jim drew her into his arms.

"It's all right, darlin'. You're safe. I'm not gonna hurt you."

Kelly actually burst into tears at that revelation. Jim spoke soothingly and held her until she calmed in his arms. "Good girl," he praised, taking a tissue out of his pocket and drying her tears. "Better?" he asked, though all he was seeking was a verbal confirmation from Kelly, so he could determine the strength of her response.

"Yes, Sir," she answered looking up at him. "I'm sorry, Sir."

Jim shook his head. "You never have to be sorry for bein' scared, Kelly, though you do need to be honest with me if we are to work together. I can determine a lot from your expression, but I cannot read your mind."

She gave a nod, then said, "I understand, Sir."

"Very good. Now I'd like to chain you up, just to continue lookin' at you. I have no intention of punishin' you in any way right now. Do you have any objection to being chained? Any fears I should know about?"

Kelly shook her head. "No, Sir."

"Good. Then I will proceed," Jim replied lifting Kelly's wrists so he could chain them above her head, then he glanced down at her again. "Just breathe naturally, Kelly," he instructed, and she obeyed.

With a nod, Jim pulled the chains taut until Kelly almost had to stand on tiptoe. "Nice stretch," he complimented and Kelly blushed. "Any issue with stretcher bars?" he asked next.

This time Kelly smiled at him. "No, Sir."

He gave her a smile back. "Very good," he praised again as he knelt down and positioned her feet where he wanted them. "You have a very pretty smile, darlin'" he drawled as he locked her ankles into place with the spreader bar. Then rose smoothly to his feet. "You should use it more often," he suggested, giving her another smile back.

Kelly was fully stretched now and held immobile in the shape of an "X."

Jim took a step back. "You look very pretty in chains, darlin'. Lovely, in fact," he complimented, stepping back close to her again.

"Thank you, Sir," she answered gazing up at him, and Kyle could see her responding to Jim's gentler touches like a flower bending toward the sun.

"All right now, Kelly. So you and I can get to know each other a little better, I'm gonna ask you a few questions. Some of them may be difficult for you, but I expect you to answer them all truthfully, anyway. If I see that you are lyin' to me, you will be punished. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Sir," she replied in a tremulous voice.

"Very good." Jim reached out and cupped her left breast, then ran his fingers over it with an expert touch. "Do you masturbate, Kelly?"

She immediately swallowed and looked back at Kyle, undoubtedly not wanting to let him know that she did.

Jim immediately gave the breast he was fondling a pinch. Kelly jerked and gasped, then snapped her gaze back to Jim. "Keep your eyes on me, sub. He is not your Master tonight, I am. So, I am the one you need to please. Also, I do not like repeatin' myself. That pinch was only a warnin', but it is the only one you're gonna get from me. Delay in answering me again, and I won't be nearly as gentle."

"Yes, Sir," she answered, tears flowing more smoothly now.

Jim was clearly an expert at this. He was being firm with Kelly without being cruel. He let her know exactly what he expected and what the consequences would be if she didn't immediately obey him. Kyle rested his hip against the couch positioned near the chaining station as a viewing area for the Doms. Though right now, only Jim, Kyle and Kelly occupied the corner.

Then Jim stepped back and crossed his arms over his chest again. "I await your answer, sub."

Kelly bit her lip again, a sure sign she was worried. "I forgot the question, Sir," she admitted on a small sob.

Jim arched one eyebrow. "Do you masturbate?" he repeated a little more firmly.

"Yes, Sir," she admitted.

With a nod he stepped forward and continue to run his hands over her. He was letting her know that he had the right to touch her body anywhere and as often as he pleased. For tonight, at least, her body was his to do with as he wanted. "And do you come?" he asked silkily.

"Sometimes, Sir."

He stepped back to look at her again. "Only sometimes?"

"Yes, Sir."

"I see," he answered, placing a hand between her legs and inserting a single finger into her pussy. "And what is it you do differently that keeps you from comin' sometimes?" he asked, casually moving his finger in and out of her.

"I don't know, Sir," she replied, the pitch of her voice a little higher as she tried to move, except Jim had her firmly restrained. Kelly wasn't going anywhere unless Jim wanted her to, and at that moment, he obviously wanted her right where she was.

Kyle saw Kelly close her eyes, and watched as Jim leaned in closer while smoothly removing one finger and inserting two in its place. Kelly whimpered.

"I want you to open your eyes, sub, and keep them fixed on me. You are not to close them, no matter what I do."

"Yes, Sir," she answered a little hoarsely, keeping her eyes fixed on him.

Kyle could tell she was scared, but he also knew that Jim wasn't hurting her, nor was he the sort who liked a cringing, frightened sub. He was simply testing her.

"You are very tight and wet, Kelly," Jim said, watching her expression closely as he moved his fingers in and out of her. When she moaned and closed her eyes, he gave her a pinch.

Kelly's eyes flashed open then, as she jerked and gave a little yip. Jim kept a close watch on her face as he continued to work his fingers in and out of her. She struggled to keep her eyes open and on him as he had ordered, except Kyle could tell it was getting more and more difficult for her. After a few more seconds, she closed her eyes again and was rewarded with another pinch. This one had to have been harder, since she actually yelped this time and went up on tiptoe.

"You may not come, until I tell you to, Kelly."

"What?" she asked, slightly breathless. Then her hips surged up and she did a little dance that was greatly hampered by the stretcher bar as she cried, "Oww!"

"That's for making me repeat myself, sub. I said you are not to come without permission." She moaned as his fingers continued to work her.

"If you come before I've said you may, you will be punished for it."

Kelly groaned, struggling to keep her eyes open and on him. Kyle could see she wanted to move her hips to match Jim's thrusts, but the chains didn't permit her much if any movement at all. After a few seconds she opened her mouth.

"Ahh. Please, Sir. I really need to come now--"

"No, Kelly. You do not have my permission. I expect you to stand there, keep your eyes on me, and hold back your orgasm."

"Oh, God, Sir. I can't."

Jim didn't answer as he continued to bring Kelly closer and closer to a climax. She was beginning to pant with the effort not to come. Kyle could tell she was trying very hard to do exactly what Jim asked of her, and the Dom was deliberately making sure it was a torture for her to do so. Kyle was impressed.

"Ahh," Kelly murmured again.

Kyle knew Kelly well enough that he could tell she was so close to coming that he really didn't think she'd be able to hold it back, then Jim must have pinched her again, because her head fell forward and she said, "Thank you, Sir."

"Good girl," Jim praised. "You feel so snug and warm when you grip my fingers like that, Kelly, and your face takes on a lovely glow. I suspect you are going to be very beautiful when you finally come for me," he said, his fingers continuing to work her.

Kelly went back up on her tiptoes, though it definitely wasn't pain that pushed her there.

"Ahh. Please, Sir. Please. I beg you--"

"All right, Kelly. You've been a very good girl, and I am pleased. You may come now."

Kyle's eyebrow went up as Kelly screamed in a way he'd never heard her scream before as she came. Jim milked her orgasm until she went limp, then turned his head to look back at Kyle.

"I think we'll be able to work together. She needs a bit more tutoring on obedience, but she appears to want to please me, which is good. I'd like to give her a little down time with me first, then take her over to the medical station to give her a full examination, and a thorough cleaning before I measure her for a couple of toys. Any objections?"

Kyle shook his head and moved to leave, then stopped. "Look me up tomorrow, when you get the chance. I'd like to know how things go."

"Will do," Jim answered with a curt nod, taking care to rub the feeling back into Kelly's arms and legs before he released her from her bondage, then with one smooth motion, he lifted her up into his arms and placed a small kiss on top of her head.

She gave a soft moan of pleasure, then immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and curled into him with a whispered sigh.

"I'll make sure she gets home safely," Jim promised, then with a nod he strode off with her.

Little Kelly would no doubt get quite a work out tonight, and be more than a little sore tomorrow. Still, for the first time since Kyle had tried to pair her up with another Dom, he actually had hope. Jim appeared to master with pain and praise equally, and Kelly was responding to both, very nicely. With a wave at the club's receptionist, Kyle left the building whistling a merry tune.

Chapter Nine

The next day Kyle was getting ready to go out on patrol when he saw Jim approaching with a frown etched on his face. "How'd it go?" Kyle asked, fighting a sudden sunken feeling in his stomach at Jim's displeased expression.

"Well, she's a screamer, and a yeller, all right. After you left, I held and cuddled her for a bit, and made sure she was back to her usual self before I put her on the examinin' table. She was fully awake by then and let me know she didn't care at all for me pokin' around inside her.

"I tell ya, Kyle, I spoke real gentle to her, and soothed her with reassurin' touches and strokes, but when I started to give her an anal, the little she-wolf actually arched up and started screamin'. She couldn't go far, since I'd restrained her good. And I used plenty of lube, so I know I wasn't hurtin' her. Still, she raised up such a fuss with all her cussin' and spittin' at me, I had to take her down and punish her before we could finish up what I had planned in there.

She's a smart girl, so it didn't take her long to realize I was serious. Through her tears, she apologized and settled down real quick after that. Though I could tell she wasn't exactly happy about it, she let me do pretty much anythin' I wanted after that until we got to the cleansin' part that is.

"I used every ounce of patience I had, coaxin' and soothin' her as gently as I would a new born babe, but she still cried, whimpered and complained through most of it. You'd think the girl had never had an enema before. Jheesh!"

"Maybe she hasn't," Kyle suggested, more than a little worried over what Jim was telling him. Kelly had only raised fusses with him when she was angry, never because she was scared.

"Nope. Asked her that, too. She snapped back that yes, she'd had one and she didn't like it because it hurt. She actually had the nerve to tell me she thought I was invadin' her privacy by insistin' she accept one from me."

Kyle snorted at that. A sub's privacy was totally up to the Dom in the D/s world, and Kelly had enough experience in the lifestyle to know that.

"Yeah, that's what I thought, too. I didn't punish for it, however, I let her know that none of what we did together was up to her. That I was the one to decide what she got and when, and her job was to obey, serve and accept. And if she didn't like it, she could use her safe word and I'd see her cleaned up, dressed and home before she even realized where she was.

"Well, that's when all the real boo-hooin' started. She did everything I asked her to, but didn't turn off the water works until it was all over. I dunno. Maybe it was my fault. I probably should have spent more time soothin' than scoldin', except she was havin' a real hard time listenin' to me."

"So, how did you punish her?" Kyle asked, hoping he hadn't been mistaken about Jim's style of domination.

"The old fashioned way. Put her over my knee and gave her a proper paddlin' with my hand. Took no more than seven good swats before she was burbling out a tear-filled apology and beggin' for my forgiveness, so I let her up and held her.

"Hell, I don't think I did anythin' right last night. I should have tanned her hide good for what she did, instead of givin' her just seven measly swats. Now, I'm sure she thinks that a tearful apology and hurt, woeful eyes will get her out of bein' punished as hard as she should be. I did scold her a little for being difficult, but wrapped her up good and tight in a subbie blanket and cuddled with her until she'd stopped cryin' and calmed.

"Don't get me wrong. I loved huggin' her close, and she curled into me like a love-starved puppy desperate for words of approval and affection. So, I praised her for the way she took her punishment and warned her to be a good girl, so I wouldn't have to do it again. Didn't have a lick of trouble with her after that, other than that one brief show of insolence over the cleansin', and the tears and the whimperin', of course."