Controlling Interest (13 page)

For a couple of minutes there was silence. She could feel
Tor shifting on the bed, but she didn’t know what he was doing. Her belly
fluttered and she paused, trying to listen, but by the time she thought of
using her other senses he’d quit moving around.

“Master?”

“Yes, love?”

“What are you doing?”

“Making love to you.”

“You aren’t even touching me.”

“I will be,” he chuckled. It was a low, sexy sound. She
hadn’t really appreciated that before.

Something brushed her nipple, but it wasn’t his finger. She
shivered as it happened again. What the hell was it? A scarf? It was soft…there
it was on her belly. Mouse twitched. Then she felt it against her inner thighs.
Her pussy lips. She gasped when she felt it against her other breast. Her belly
again.

“What
is
that?”

“Guess.”

“I don’t know, Master. Really.”

Instead of responding, he caressed her again. As it brushed
her waist, an involuntary giggle erupted from her. Damn. It was the feather.
She felt it against the ball of her foot and she jumped. She tried to pull her
foot away from the feather, but her movements were too restricted.

Mouse giggled again. Then the teasing sensation was gone. He
trailed the softness against the back of her thigh. The curve of her buttock.
Each touch of the feather drew forth a mixture of giggles and twitches. She
wanted to be annoyed, but every time she moved, the knots he’d placed so
carefully worked to torment her clit and ass.

“Oh God,” she cried.

Again the feather moved over her tight nipple. Lingering
there to tantalize her senses. Tracing along the edge of her areola. Grazing
her nipple. Over and over until she went from trying to escape the feather’s
caress to seeking it. Arching under it.

His hand brushed against her belly. Her abdomen tightened.
Then he caught the rope in his hand, tugging gently. Drawing the knot against
her clit. She moaned as her pussy dampened and her clit throbbed. He tugged
again, this time she felt the rope pull against the bud of her ass too.
Pressing into her.

“Beautiful,” he whispered as she whimpered and rolled her
hips. “Do you know how hard you make me, Mouse?”

“No. I can’t
see
you,” she cried.

“But I can see you, and I like what I see.”

He took the feather away, leaving her panting. She heard a
click and then the sound of a whirring motor.

“Oh no…” she wailed.

“Oh yesss…” he growled. She tensed, waiting to see where
he’d rub the vibrator.

Mouse shivered as she felt a vibration near her nipple. She
shifted, but still it didn’t touch her. Yet she still felt it. Almost as if Tor
was holding the vibe just above her, disturbing the air space just above her
taut nipple. She arched, but still he didn’t touch her. Then the sensation was
gone and she groaned.

Suddenly, she felt it again. This time near her clit. She
tried to lift her hips to reach the vibe without success. Yet she could almost
feel it as the vibrations sent waves of awareness surging through her pussy.
She raised her pelvis, seeking release.

“Master, pleeease…”

“Not yet, love.”

While she sought the vibrator, she squeaked as the feather
tapped against her painfully erect nipples. No amount of twisting eased her
need. It only left her gasping and sobbing.

“Please…”

“I love the way you beg.”

While she was distracted by the torment of the feather, he
ran the vibrator along her inner labia. She arched into the vibrations, raising
her hips in search of more.

“Yes. Oh God. Please give me more.”

He took her at her word and pressed the vibrator against the
knot over her clit, making her jerk at the intense surge of pleasure. It was
electric. Like a live wire completing a circuit. She thrust into the vibrator.
God, she was so close. Mouse rocked her hips against the vibe while Tor
continued to stroke her nipples with the feather. She strained upward.

“Oh yeah. Don’t stop. God…”

Then it was gone. No feather. No vibrator. She rocked and
twisted, her frustration dragging a scream from her.

“Damn it, don’t stop now! I was going to come.”

“I know.”

He shifted on the bed. Was he finally going to fuck
her…please God? She heard a swish of air then she yelped as the slap of a
flogger struck her pussy.

“What are you doing?”

“You told me not to stop, sweetheart.”

“I was talking about the vibrator, not a flogger.”

“Next time you’ll need to be more specific.”

Again he struck with the flogger and she gasped. Mouse tried
to close her legs, but he caught one to keep her spread for him. The light
blows continued, and as Tor developed a rhythm the heat from the flogger
against her pussy and lower abdomen transformed from pain to pleasure. She moaned
and started to lift her pelvis to meet the blows. Searching for them.

“Oh God.”

“Don’t come yet.”

“But…”

“I’m not done with you yet. Don’t come.”

But she couldn’t stop herself from moving with the flogger.
Then he paused and she sighed with relief…until he brought the vibe back to her
pussy. He rubbed it over her clit and labia. She sobbed when he worked the vibe
between the strands of rope and eased it inside her wet cunt. It was
diabolically clever because he could use the rope to anchor the vibe inside
her. When she thought he couldn’t torment her any more, he flogged her again.

“Oh please…”

Mouse groaned, raising her hips as much as she was able so
she could meet the downward stroke of the flogger. All the while the vibrator
took her closer and closer to an orgasm more intense than she’d experienced in
her entire life. He turned the vibe up and pushed it a little deeper inside her
then returned to flogging her.

“Please can I come? Please?”

Her body was slick with sweat now. Tor drove her closer and closer
to orgasm with each blow of the flogger. God, this was so good. She twisted,
not knowing whether she wanted to escape the sensations surging through her or
beg for more. It was so much more than she’d ever expected. More than she’d
hoped.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes. Oh please… Please, Master.”

“Please what?”

“Please can I come? Please?”

One minute she was riding the steady throb of the vibrator
and the rhythm of the flogger, and the next, he’d stopped flogging her. Then he
pulled the vibe out of her pussy.

She screeched. “
No!
”

Then she felt his fingers pulling at the strands of rope
covering her cunt. He tugged it apart and the knot pressed against her clit and
she whimpered.

“I think you’ll like this, love. I know I will.”

She gasped as he eased his cock into her wet pussy.

“Yes please, Master. Please fuck me.”

The penetration felt like slow motion. She froze on the
knife edge of orgasm, but she wanted this more. She wanted him to fill her.
Fuck her until she broke into a million pieces that only he could reassemble.

“Oh God, that’s so fucking good,” he grunted as he settled
deep inside her and moved over her.

She brought her legs in and clutched at his hips, sighing as
he kissed her. She was wide open. Vulnerable, but she couldn’t imagine anything
else. This was what she’d been missing all her life. Belonging to someone. Tor
lifted his head and licked droplets of sweat from her neck, nipping at her
chin. She sobbed as he withdrew. Then with painful slowness, he drove back into
her.

“Ah, yeah. The ropes are like an extension of your sweet
cunt.”

She pressed kisses to any part of him she could reach as he
withdrew and entered again. Her movements were limited, but she gave as much to
him as she could. She clenched on him as he withdrew and opened for him
hungrily as he surged back into her.

“Harder. Please, Tor. Harder!”

He grunted and his thrusts picked up speed. They moved
together like professional dancers. Trained to move as one. She gasped as the
knots continued their job, one tormenting her clit and the other pressing
tightly into her sensitive asshole. She bucked under him.

Faster. Faster. She met him stroke for stroke, accepting his
forceful kiss. Reveling in it and twining her tongue with his while he thrust
inside her.

“Yes. Oh God, I’m going to come.”

“Hold on. Not yet.”

“Please…”

“No.” He breathed into her mouth. Somehow he picked up speed
and she met him. Accepting anything he wanted to give her. He sucked her
nipples then reached up to pinch. Twisting slightly.

Mouse arched under him as he pounded into her, unable to
stop her rising climax this time.

“Master, I need to come. Pleeease.”

He groaned. “Come for me, sweetheart. Give yourself to
me…now.”

She obeyed, screaming as her pussy pulsed around him. He
held on for only a few strokes before he too shouted and spasmed with pleasure.
They shook together…becoming one in a way Mouse had never expected. Pleasure
rolled through her. Tearing her apart and remaking her. When they collapsed
together, she felt like an entirely new person. And this woman was well and
truly owned by her lover, and she liked it. Liked being owned.

The only sound she could hear in the bedroom was their harsh
breathing as they gasped and groaned in the aftermath of their shared release.

Tor lifted his head from her shoulder and removed her
blindfold. She blinked her eyes and met his gaze. His adoring gaze.

“I love you, Mouse. I asked you to wear my collar before.
Now I’m asking if you’ll marry me too.”

She opened her mouth to speak, and suddenly she was crying
again. He gathered her close.

“I hope these are good tears.”

She nodded, trying to form words. But nothing came out.

“So is your answer yes?”

He lifted his head to look into her eyes, gently wiping away
tears.

“Yes, Master. I love you and I’ll marry you.”

“Good. You’ll belong to me in every way a woman can belong
to a man. I promise I’ll cherish you for the rest of our lives—both as my wife
and as my submissive.”

She smiled up at him. “And I’ll cherish you. I’ll even obey
you…when it’s appropriate.”

He threw back his head and laughed. “I’d expect nothing
less, Mouse my love.”

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