Bondage Seduction (11 page)

“Let me lift you.” He didn’t wait for her to answer, he just picked her up.

As her feet touched the ground, she stared at his bulging muscles. Hell, she wasn’t any better than Brandy. “Thanks, I feel a lot better now. I think when the pain was so much more than I expected, I worked myself into a panic.” That and a serious case of guilt when she saw how truly distraught Ted was over her predicament. She felt like an utter cad for orchestrating this disastrous evening.

She could feel his eyes moving over her body and she started to squirm. It was too erotic to be the focus of his attention. There was no way to hide the wetness glistening on her pussy. Unable to stand his scrutiny, she tossed her hair in front of her face.

Ted slid a finger from her forehead down her chin then pushed her hair behind her ear. “First rule of training, Meri—don’t hide from me. Not physically or mentally. I need to know what you’re thinking and feeling.” Ted circled her wrists with his hands and pulled them away from her body. He continued to hold them there while he took another long, slow look at her.

“I want to see every inch of your gorgeous body. You’re very sexy and you should be proud to show your body off to me.” He took her right hand and held it against his large, firm erection. “This is what you do to me. In my line of business, I see a lot of nude bodies.”

His smile was a little sad and she didn’t understand that. Most men would love to see naked women all evening long…wouldn’t they?

“It’s your breasts, your curves”—he glided his finger down her side—“that I’m responding to.”

Meri felt heat wash over her face. “Thank you.” Out of habit, she twisted her head sharply which sent her hair tumbling down around her again.

“You do not want to earn a punishment, my pet, and I certainly don’t want to administer one. You’ve been through enough this evening. Listen to me closely, Meri. Do. Not. Move. Until I tell you otherwise.”

When she continued to hold her arms in place, he praised her. “That’s a good pet. Take a deep breath and let it out slowly.” He waited for her to follow his instructions. “Keep your eyes on me and remain perfectly still.” Ted ran a hand through her hair and pushed it behind her shoulders. “I’ve had more than one fantasy about your hair. I think I’ll keep them to myself for the moment, but know I have plans. Have you ever looked at your neck in the mirror, Meri?”

She started to shake her head, but stopped immediately. He’d said not to move. “Not really. Is something wrong with it?” She sounded timid and she hated that. Where had her confidence gone? She was a strong woman, maybe her body image was a bit lacking, but she was proud of the person inside the less than perfect covering.

“Only that I want to wrap my fingers around it and spend hours caressing it with my lips and tongue.” He drew his finger, just one, from her jaw to her collar bone.

How could such a simple touch affect her so?

“Your breasts are large and responsive, just the way I like them.” His touch was rough as he palmed her left tit, massaging as he swirled his thumb over her nipple. “And just that fast, they harden for me.”

His other hand still held hers pressed against him, allowing her to feel his cock throb as he played with her breast. It was a heady feeling that she rather enjoyed.

“I’ve always been a sucker for an hourglass figure.” Moving from her breast, he caressed her cut-in waist.

She’d always been pleased with her waistline. Not with what the tape measure said, but with the shape. Meri was surprised to see raw desire in Ted’s eyes. She’d never felt particularly sexy until now. In her head, she knew she shouldn’t need affirmation from anyone else, but the truth was, it mattered. More specifically, Ted’s opinion mattered, and his throbbing erection was a pretty strong indication that she was sexy, at least to him.

“I think there’s little doubt that I’m infatuated with your hips and ass.” He let go of her wrist so he could grip both her hips.

Meri wasn’t sure if she should continue to touch him or pull back. He’d told her not to move.

“I see those wheels turning. What are you thinking?” His voice was laced with amusement.

She smiled and blushed. “I was wondering what to do with my hand.”

Ted chuckled and blew raspberries on her side. “Did I tell you to move?”

She giggled and squirmed away from his mouth as he continued his assault. “No, but I’m ticklish.”

“Good to know, but not what I meant.”

“Oh. Well, no. You told me to remain still.”

“Let’s get a couple of things straight. I will always make my demands reasonable. I wouldn’t expect you to remain perfectly still while I’m deliberately tickling you. That doesn’t mean there won’t be consequences, but there won’t be a punishment handed out. And stop overthinking. If I wanted you to move, I would let you know.”

“So, if I’m holding you and I can’t help but squeeze and stroke, I won’t get in trouble?” She tested her theory and gave an exaggerated pouty face when he drew his hips out of her reach.

Ted raised an eyebrow. “I see I’m going to have my hands full with you as my pet. Tonight, normal discipline methods would be inappropriate, but some form of retaliation is in order. Spread your legs, my naughty pet.”

She wasn’t sure what he had in mind, but she was anxious to find out. Without hesitation she moved her feet about shoulder width apart.

With his eyes locked to hers, Ted sank to the floor in a tailor position. Holding her by the hips, he drew her to him. “Rule two—you come when I give you permission. It doesn’t matter if you’re home alone or if we’re together. All your orgasms belong to me from this point on.”

“Yes, Sir.” As he’d spoken, his bottom lip had rubbed against her clit, his breath teasing and arousing her before he’d even started.

His tongue circled her clit and her knees threatened to buckle. She immediately felt his arms holding her up, but it didn’t slow his assault. Meri dropped her hands to his shoulders to help steady her as she rocked her hips towards him. She couldn’t stay quiet when he set her heart racing.

Her muscles tightened and her nerve endings started a rapid-fire pulse that threatened to shatter her into a million pieces. She felt him take one last slow, leisurely swipe with his tongue before he pulled back.
Oh, God.
The expression on his face almost sent her over the edge without his touch. His ‘I have you exactly where I want you’ look was devastatingly sexy.

“Please don’t stop.” She’d worried his goatee would be prickly and maybe it was, but as hot as she felt, it only added to the sensations.

“Naughty girls who stroke and arouse their Doms without permission will not be rewarded with an orgasm. I may choose to edge you all evening. Bring you close to release and pull back at the last moment. Now the club is closed for the next two days and you will not be allowed to come without me there. If I choose, I may have you edge yourself a couple of times each night while we talk on the phone or Skype. Then if you’re a really good girl, I may let you come on Tuesday or maybe I’ll wait until Friday night. I’ll reserve the north stage and bring you to orgasm in front of an audience.”

She couldn’t breathe and she wasn’t sure if it was from arousal or fear. She needed to come, was even afraid to close her legs for fear she would spontaneously combust without permission. His tone told her he wasn’t kidding. Her mouth was watering at the ideas he’d presented to her. She forced herself to swallow and finally air passed to her lungs. “As you wish, Sir.”

Ted leant forward and circled her clit one last time with his tongue. “Good answer, my pet. Now shall we go and watch a few scenes together?”

“Yes, Sir.” She wasn’t sure she could walk, but she was going to try. Every moment she spent with Ted only proved to her that he was exactly what she wanted in a man. Scary, yet safe. Tender, yet rough. They were contradictory terms, but described his appeal perfectly.

With his hands on her hips, he moved her back about a foot so he could stand with ease. He took his shirt he’d thrown over his shoulder and held it out for her. “Slide your arm through. This is linen and it will be gentle on your skin.”

Meri shook her head. “That’s a nice shirt, Ted. I don’t want to ruin it.”

Ted frowned. “You’re determined to be punished tonight, aren’t you?” He gave her a look that bespoke annoyed frustration. “Put on the shirt, Meri. We’ll go to my office, I have plenty more and I know the perfect discipline to help you remember to address me with respect and to stop arguing.”

Since she wanted to have his scent wrapped around her, she put on his shirt without further complaint. “I’m sorry for not addressing you properly, Sir. I’m a little unclear when it is appropriate to call you by your name.”

“You’ve agreed to be my trainee and as such you will address me as Sir or Master Ted, always.”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you for clarifying.” She wondered if that meant outside the club as well. What if they met for lunch or if he accompanied her to a function? Would she have to call him Sir then? That would be too awkward to contemplate.

Ted handed her the skirt she’d been wearing. “My shirt is long enough that you won’t need this. You can put it in your locker before we head to my office.” He held the door open for her.

As they walked down the dark corridor, Meri buttoned his shirt, leaving only a few open near her neck.

“I’ll wait here,” Ted assured her as she entered the ladies locker room.

The first thing she did was check her phone. Brandy had sent her a text
.

I made it out of the building without any trouble. Text me and let me know how it went.

The plan worked perfectly. I’ll call you tomorrow.

She replied then put her phone back in her purse. After folding her skirt and laying it on top, she closed the locker and returned to Ted.

His smile made her blush. Brandy had accused Ted of looking scary and maybe he did. To Meri that was part of his appeal. All day long she worked with milk-sop men. Pudgy, soft, yes-men.
Yuck.
Ted was none of those things. He was tall and intimidating, but her gut told her that where women were concerned, he was a cuddle bunny. Well, a cuddle bunny who liked to be in control.

Ted held out his arm and she grasped his biceps. They walked past the wax station and Meri was excited to see it in use. A Domme had her submissive restrained. She had a different coloured candle in each hand and was creating a beautiful masterpiece along her sub’s skin. Ted paused and allowed Meri to watch the scene for a few moments.

As they passed the next station, she saw another sub restrained to the massage table. Her Dom was using a purple wand. It emitted a low hum that Meri could just barely make out over the music. It wasn’t that it was particularly loud, but the frequency was different and she instinctively knew it was coming from the device. The look on the sub’s face was a little terrifying. Meri wasn’t sure if she was experiencing intense pleasure or pain. Maybe it was both. She’d have to speak to Ted about that one. Hopefully, he remembered she’d marked ‘no’ to electricity. Or at least she thought she had…

Meri squeezed his arm and he moved on. Once they were behind his office door, he waved her to the couch.

“What did you think about the sensation play?” Ted asked as he pulled a leather satchel out from under his desk.

“The wax looked beautiful and the man was obviously enjoying the experience. The second one bothered me a bit. I couldn’t tell what the sub was feeling and I’m not sure it was pleasure.”

Ted put a few things in his pocket and one item she couldn’t see on his desk before he put his satchel back where it was.

“Good call. Scenes aren’t always about sexual excitement. Knowing the two members, I suspect it was more therapeutic than sexual. Some people find the wand can ease sore muscles and such. The sub had been in a car crash a few months back and she still suffers from muscle spasms.”

Meri nodded, her attention focused on the toy he had dangling from his hand. “Is there a reason why you’re holding a ball gag, Sir?”

“Yes. You spoke out of turn. I really don’t want to use an impact discipline after the experience you had this evening. So, I’m improvising.”

“I guess chalking it up to a newbie mistake would be too much to hope for.”

“Since your eyes dilated the instant you saw it, I don’t know how much of a discipline it will turn out to be. I suspect that if I were to check, I’d find you were getting wet.”

Meri blushed. It was true.

“My pet, you marked no to anal sex on your interest inventory. However, in the course of our conversation, you seemed curious. My question to you, and there is no wrong answer, is, would you like to experiment with it during your training?”

“Oh my. I feel like I’ve got my hand on the ladder for the high dive now.” She didn’t know why she kept going back to the swimming analogy, but it seemed to fit. “Can we start with me jumping off the side of the pool first and work up to that?”

Ted flashed her a warm smile before shaking his head in exasperation. “Yes, of course we would start out slowly. We would need to stretch that beautiful ass of yours to ensure it wasn’t painful. Don’t misunderstand, Meri, at first there is discomfort, but if we take steps to prepare you, I believe you will find it very pleasurable. My question was—do you want to include that in your training?”

Meri thought about it for only a moment or two. Many of the books she read had anal sex scenes and she was curious. “Yes, Sir. I would like to do the prep work. If I find it too uncomfortable, I can change my mind, right?”

“Absolutely. I would prefer that you discuss it with me first though, before you completely decide something is a hard limit. Communication is key, Meri. You have to be willing to talk to me. Especially if you’re feeling mental or physical discomfort, come to me. I’ve found that newbies don’t always have all the facts and can jump to the wrong conclusion based on something they’ve read or seen on the Internet. Honestly, I think the Internet has hurt our community more than it has helped.”

“Yeah, I’ve steered away from Internet images.” She laughed. “I’ve discovered there is truth to the saying, once seen it cannot be unseen.”