Perception (24 page)

Once he
was sure he’d washed all of the soap from her creamy skin, Xander turned off
the water, took her hand and helped her out of the bath onto the plush rug
sitting in front of the tub. From there, he retrieved a towel and proceeded to
dry her completely. When he was satisfied, he took his terry cloth robe from
the back of the door and wrapped it around her.

Mercedes
smiled up at him, and Xander’s heart skipped a beat. He was beginning to crave
those smiles.

Taking
her hand in his, Xander led her down the hall to another room on the second
floor. There were two additional bedrooms, but this one he’d had converted.

Into his
own personal dungeon.

Keeping
his eye on Mercedes, he watched for her reaction.

She
already knew about the dungeon, but he’d never actually shown it to her. Mainly
because she had never asked, and he’d never had a reason to.

Until
tonight.

Mercedes
had been essentially boneless after her bath. But as she allowed Xander to lead
her to his dungeon, she knew her stress was about to come back tenfold.

It wasn’t
that she’d thought she wouldn’t visit his dungeon at least once during the five
days she’d be there, but honestly, she’d been hoping for longer – preferably a
month – to acclimate to her new
temporary
life before he ventured this
direction. Although that wasn’t part of the deal.

Apparently
Xander had other ideas.

Xander
flipped on the lights in a rather impressive room and allowed her to step
inside before he put his hands on her shoulders and eased the robe down and off
of her, leaving her very, very naked. As naked as he was.

An
involuntary shiver wracked her body, and it had nothing to do with being cold.
In fact, the air was comfortable, and her body was warming nicely just from the
idea of what was to come, yet there was a little bit of hesitancy that was
lingering in the forefront of her mind.

Her fight
or flight instinct was kicking in as well, warning her that she might soon
regret what she’d signed on for.

Then
again, he’d openly punished her in front of a large group of people at
Devotion, and she’d found out just how much she could enjoy that type of
submission.

Even if
she was still confused by it.

All of that
aside, if she really thought about it, this place had some positive things
going for it. One, it was nice. Not seedy or dirty, just immaculately clean and
well designed. And two, they did not have an audience which meant she’d be able
to maintain a little of her dignity while he did whatever he had planned for
her.

Mercedes
would openly admit that she was impressed with Xander’s setup. He’d gone all
out by incorporating the necessary equipment for all of his kinks, including a
rather intricate suspension rig that would rival any she’d seen in any club –
it was equipped with a narrow padded platform that appeared to act as a bed
with a number of straps to secure his submissives. He also had a medical setup
in one corner – for those extremely kinky play scenes. Another corner had a St.
Andrew’s cross. And the final section had a rather plain looking bench –
probably used for regular whipping – if there was such a thing.

All in
all, Mercedes liked it. The floors and walls were an inky black, the lights
were blue which offered a seductive, eerie glow to the room.

“I’m
going to go easy on you tonight,” he told her.

She
would’ve believed him too if it weren’t for the wicked glint in his eyes and
the smirk on his sexy lips.

“Let’s
play, shall we?” he said, taking her hand and leading her toward the suspension
rig.

Another
shiver raced down her spine.

“Are you
cold?” he asked, pulling her against him.

Mercedes
pressed up against his equally naked body, relishing the heat of him as he
wrapped his arms around her.

“No,” she
said honestly. She wasn’t cold, but she would definitely take whatever warmth
he was willing to share with her.

“Good.”

After
pressing a kiss to her forehead, Xander led her to the suspended bed. Stopping
in front of it, he let her go and then worked the rigs until the bed lowered
just a little, making it easier for her to sit on the edge. She did so without
argument, knowing it wasn’t going to do her any good tonight.

The next
thing Mercedes knew, she was expertly secured. Her wrists were attached to
cuffs above her head. Her feet rested on brackets that protruded from the end
of the bed and her ankles were cuffed in padded leather. The position of her
feet left her legs spread wide.

Completely
exposed.

Once
again.

“You’re
so fucking beautiful,” Xander said gruffly, the desire in his tone apparent.

Mercedes
watched him closely. Not because she was scared, but because she just wanted to
watch him. The way he moved, the way he appeared so comfortable in his own
skin.

He moved
over to a setup on the wall, grabbing items left and right, opening packages
before finally returning to the foot of the makeshift bed and standing between
her thighs.

“Does
your housekeeper clean this room too?” she asked, her anxiety getting the best
of her.

Xander
grinned, his eyes lighting with his amusement. “Yes, she does.”

She heard
a cap being opened, and she knew what he was going to do. The position he had
her in left her ass slightly hanging over the edge.

“Has she
ever asked you about it?” Her voice wavered with the question, her nervousness
ringing loudly in the room.

Xander
chuckled low and deep. “No, we haven’t sat down to discuss it.”

Just like
the last time he’d played with her ass, Xander pulled on a latex glove before
coating his fingers with lube, making her body clench accordingly. She knew
what he was preparing her for, and there was absolutely no fear.

In fact,
Mercedes was anxious for him to do what he’d promised the other night at the
club. She’d known then that he was going to prepare her, and she was grateful
for that. Anal sex wasn’t on her list of things she usually engaged in – ok, so
it was on her list of things she never did, at least not with another person.

But that
didn’t mean she wasn’t anticipating it.

Her body
burned hot, almost immediately when he pressed his finger against her anus,
teasing her slowly.

“You’ve
never taken another man here?” he asked, obviously wanting her to clarify for
him again what she’d said at Devotion.

“No,
Sir.” Her words vibrated with… oh, good grief. She wasn’t sure if it was nerves
or anticipation that filled her more.

The look
he shot her was fully of passion and… possessiveness, maybe?

“Do you
know how much I want to slide my cock right here?”

Mercedes
shook her head no as he teased her with the tip of his fingers.

“I’ve
dreamed about it, pet.”

She
watched as he reached for the butt plug he’d opened a moment before. As though
he was tormenting her, which he kind of was, he coated the end generously with
lube before he returned his fingers to her anus. This time he slid one finger
inside of her slowly.

Mercedes
closed her eyes as the initial bite of pain came and went. It wasn’t long
before he began fucking her with slow, deliberate thrusts of his finger in her
ass. Her pussy was wet, her entire body in tune with the strange intrusion.

“So
tight. I can’t wait to slide my cock in your ass and fuck you hard. Do you want
that, M?”

“Yes,
Sir,” she answered immediately, too turned on to be appalled by her behavior.

This man
knew her too well, knew just how to play her body to make her crazy with lust.
It was as though he’d paid attention to her through the years.

And maybe
he had.

Either
way, Mercedes wanted this.

This she
could handle. Play time. In a dungeon. It wasn’t about romance and emotion;
this was about pure, unadulterated fucking. Something that would keep her from
getting too attached to this man.

At least
more so than she already was.

Refusing
to think about that, Mercedes focused on his fingers – plural because he’d
added a second – as he penetrated her, thrusting a little deeper, a little
harder.

“Oh,
God,” she moaned when her insides tightened.

“Feel
good?”

“Yes,”
she moaned.

And it
did. It felt so good.

His
fingers retreated, and she felt the blunt head of the anal plug as he pressed
it against her.

“Breathe,
pet. Bear down for me.”

Mercedes
did as she was told, and it wasn’t long before the plug was lodged in her ass.

“So
fucking pretty,” he exhaled roughly.

She was
breathing, just like he told her. In fact, she was panting, willing the pain to
ease. And it did, within a few brief minutes. By the time he stepped away to
remove the glove, she just felt full.

“I’m
going to lift you up some more,” he told her as he used the levers on the side
of the machine.

And he did,
he actually lifted her several inches. It was slow going, but she was suspended
even higher off of the floor.

“You’ve
got such a pretty pussy, pet,” he told her as he stepped between her legs once
again. “So pretty.”

She
watched as he leaned forward, his head lowering between her thighs before the
warmth of his mouth caressed her sensitive flesh. God, yes! She wanted to beg
and plead, but she knew if she did, he wouldn’t continue, and she wanted
nothing more than for him to continue.

And he
did.

Oh, God,
how he did.

Xander
used his fingers to separate her pussy lips, holding her open as he sucked her
labia first, then slid his tongue over her, lightly grazing her clit, sliding
down to her vaginal opening, and then back up. He repeated the movements several
times, making her squirm.

“Is this
what you want? For me to eat your pussy?”

“Yes,”
she whispered.

“Yes,
what?”

“Yes,
Sir.”

“Beg me,
pet. Beg me to eat your sweet pussy.”

“Please
eat my pussy, Sir,” she said without an ounce of shame. It felt too good.

At this
point, she was way past caring what he made her do. As long as he didn’t stop
doing that.

~~*~~*~~

Xander
took his time. He wanted to tease Mercedes until she was begging him to fuck
her. Ever since he’d walked into the dungeon with her, noticing the way she
seemed to easily accept what they were about to do, he’d been hard as stone.

Even when
he’d retrieved the anal plug, the haze of lust he could see burning in her eyes
didn’t dissipate. She might’ve burned hotter at that point.

Just the
knowledge that he was the first and only to take her ass was nearly his
undoing. She awed him with her trust.

And now,
as he drove his tongue inside of her, he knew it wouldn’t be much longer before
he’d be sliding into her body.

He wasn’t
going to promise to go easy on her tonight.

Seeing
her strapped down, naked, and writhing was hotter than hell. It was a dream
come true, one he’d had for more years than he could count. And now that he had
her there, at his mercy, he wanted to do nothing more than to take her in every
way possible.

“Xander.
Oh, God, I’m going to come.”

Rather
than say anything, he increased his efforts, wanting to drive her wild, to make
her scream his name.

“Yes! Oh,
God, it feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

While
Mercedes rambled, her body tensing, he directed his efforts to her clit,
flicking his tongue over the engorged bundle of nerves over and over. Knowing
that she’d fly apart as soon as he thrust his fingers into her tight cunt, he
held off for as long as he could. But finally, the need to be inside of her, to
fuck her until he couldn’t see straight took over, and he couldn’t wait.

Driving
two fingers into her pussy, Xander doubled his efforts, focusing on her clit.

“Oh,
fuck! Yes!”

Mercedes
screamed beautifully as she came, her pussy clamping down on his fingers as her
body convulsed with her orgasm.

He only
stepped away briefly, retrieving a condom and the clit stimulating vibrator
he’d opened earlier from the counter. Once at her side again, he covered
himself and then grabbed the lube, coating his cock hurriedly.

Working
the plug out of her, he tossed it into the sink nearby.

“I need
to be inside you,” he told her, his eyes focused on her. “I’m going to fuck
your ass, Mercedes. I’m going to take you right here. Right now.” He wanted to
say,
the only one who would ever take her like this
, but he didn’t add
that part. “And when you come again, I expect you to scream my name. Do you
understand me?”

“Yes,
Sir” she moaned, but she didn’t look at him.

He moved
around near her head, fiddling with the suspension chains, lifting the front of
the bed so that she could see exactly what he was doing. When he was satisfied,
he returned to the foot of the padded platform.

“Eyes on
what I’m doing. I want you to watch while I take you.”

Mercedes
glanced up at his face and then back down between her legs. “Hurry,” she
pleaded.

Smiling,
Xander gripped his cock firmly and then prodded her ass slowly, pushing into
her. He continued to watch her, doing his best to ensure he didn’t hurt her.

“So
tight,” he growled as sweat trickled down his temple.

His cock
was slowly sliding deeper, but he still had a ways to go before he was fully
inside of her. When he took her pussy before, it always took some finesse to
fill her completely because he wasn’t a little man, nor was he average. But
like this, shit, he wasn’t sure she’d be able to take him all the way.

“Please,
fuck me, Master,” she begged, her raspy voice sending a chill down his spine.

Master.

Aww,
fuck.

When she
called him that, there was no way he could resist. He went as slow as he could
until finally his balls were pressed against her bottom and sweat was coating
his neck.

“I’m
going to fuck you hard. Can you handle it?” he asked, praying like hell she
didn’t say no.

“Yes,
Master. Fuck me,” she begged.

Xander
slid out of her slowly, but this time, he didn’t ease his way into her ass. He
thrust forward, swallowing a groan as the pleasure accosted him. She was so
tight. And in this position, with her propped up, she was even tighter. But he
couldn’t stop.

He pulled
out, thrust forward. Repeating over and over as their breathing increased, soft
growls and moans filling the air as they both headed toward release. With the
tiny vibrator on his finger, Xander pressed against her clit and Mercedes’s
eyes widened.