Perfectly Too Far (15 page)

“
Hello,
little Sparrow,” he mumbled, sounding like he was more pleased
than he wanted to admit. Something touched the top of her head,
curling down to trace her jaw. It was clearly his hand when he tilted
her head up, smiling into her anxious face. “Did you miss me?”

“
Yes,
Master,” she whispered, knowing it was true.

He only chuckled, rich and dark as molasses. “Follow me,”
he said, letting her go and turning to walk. She could feel where he
had touched her, it left her skin scalding with anticipation.
Standing quickly, she followed behind him down the tunnel.

From behind, she watched how he moved, enjoying the gentle sway of
his wide shoulders. He had a powerful grace, it reminded her of some
giant jungle cat. Not paying attention to where they were going,
Judith almost didn't recognize that she had been down that passage
before. But when they passed through the open curtains, and she saw
the familiar couches, that unforgettable table.

This
is the room I wandered into the first night!

Inside,
there were no other people, yet her nerves still sparked as she
stared around.
Why did he bring me here?

“
Come,”
he motioned, having moved to stand by that foreboding table, his tone
revealing he couldn't even conceive of her resisting. On legs as
unstable as wet spaghetti, the girl walked towards him.

Mere feet away, the pair sized each other up. Judith was trying to
judge his face, the cut of his smile, looking for any sign that this
situation was not going to turn into what her paranoid mind expected.

For his part, Onyx only parted his lips in a toothy grin. “You
look lovely tonight. It's a shame you won't be wearing that dress for
long.”

Those
words, mentioned so calmly and factually, caused her to almost swoon.
Her mouth was dry, keeping her from speaking, which she knew she
should be grateful for.
Arguing with him would only make
this worse.

“
Take
it off, girl,” he flicked a finger at her, strict as ever.

If
I don't listen, will he spank me again?
The concept filled her with a burning lust, quick as lightning.
Excited by his firm instructions, the way he stood there unwavering
in his position of power, Judith forced her hands to the hem of her
dress.

Inching it up, she pulled it over her head, like tearing off a band
aid. If she gave herself too much time to ponder her actions, she was
worried she'd panic and back out. Her mask, caught in the motion,
almost pulled free. Flustered, she adjusted it and let the green
garment fall to the floor.

Standing there in her lingerie, Judith fidgeted, tempted to cover
herself. Her master nodded his head, silently approving. “Now
the rest.”

Of
course, did I expect any less?

Reaching back, she unclasped the bra, shooting a look at the entrance
as she did so. Still, no one entered, and she calmed at the idea they
would remain alone. Soon, she gripped her panties, sliding them down
her creamy thighs, adding them to the growing collection at her feet.

In only her simple flats, Judith waited patiently for Onyx to
instruct her again.

“
Good
girl. Lay across the table on your stomach, reach for the far end and
grab the ledge.”

Even
though her intuition had expected this, her stomach still coiled and
twisted like she had eaten live snakes.
It's going to
happen, I'm going to end up like that blonde woman.
It
struck her, then, how odd it was to not even know that girl's name.

Stepping forward, Judith leaned over the long table, the surface cool
on her belly. It pressed on her skin, her body stretching as far as
it could to hold the far edge. The temperature made her shiver, her
nipples hardening where they were crushed beneath.

Lifting her head, she glanced back to see Onyx standing behind her,
openly admiring the view. With her feet slightly apart, her ass
exposed, she was sure he had a good eyeful. Blushing furiously, she
started to bring her legs together to keep some of her dignity.

“
No,”
he snapped, making her freeze. “Spread your legs, wide as you
can, and don't you dare try to move them.”

This
is humiliating,
she thought
silently, but despite that, her loins were starting to throb with
sudden lust. Knowing he had his eyes fixed on her, she slid her heels
to the sides.

When
she was sure it was far enough, Onyx kicked them out even wider. Her
legs strained, trembling in their extreme position.

I
don't know if I can hold this.

Firm, familiar, his gloves gripped her ankles, shackling them into
place. Judith gasped, understanding how vulnerable she truly was. He
was bent low, so she could hardly see him from her angle.

But she could feel him.

Languidly, Onyx ran his palms up her calves, on and on until he
tickled the back of her firm hamstrings. His voice rang with the
smirk she couldn't see. “Your scent is amazing.”

The rush of desire coursed through, making her moan, even though she
bit her tongue to try and quell it. Onyx rose up, standing between
her wide thighs, his hands resting on her hips. It was lewd, Judith
knew, for her to be in this position. If he wanted to, he could pull
his manhood free and slide it into her right then.

And
why is that so hot? I don't understand anything anymore!

She thought she should have been more scared, but her attention was
focused acutely on the feel of his gloves. He rolled them up, grazing
lightly across the top of her ass. “I see I left some marks
last time, I hope they served to remind you to behave today?”

“
Y—yes,
Master,” she breathed out, licking her lips and wishing he
would just touch her a bit lower. Her quim tingled, wanting
attention, but he didn't seem keen to offer it.

“
Tonight,”
he said, “I'm going to teach you a lesson in patience, as well
as worth. I want you to understand what it means to belong to
someone, to be a possession, everything it entails.”

That
doesn't sound good,
she thought,
her eyes widening behind her mask.

“
I've
decided I want to put on a show for everyone, and you'll be the
star.” He squeezed her pliant rear, making her flinch. “I'm
going to show you I can do
whatever I want
to you, little Sparrow. Doesn't that sound good?”

Her answer wavered, her heart choking her where it rose in her
throat. “Yes, Master.”

What
is he going to do to me?

Onyx
smiled, a look that made every bit of her tremble. Moving away, he
wandered over to a small desk she hadn't noticed before. As he
rustled in it, Judith heard the first foot steps.
Oh, god,
no!

They entered quietly, but not because they needed to. The men waved
to Onyx, who nodded his head as they settled in. Judith saw there
were some women with them, realizing they all wore various collars
around their throats. She didn't know if she hadn't noticed them
before, or if perhaps none of the women she had met had worn them.

I
probably didn't know what to look for, but now...

The
only girl without a collar lifted her head, long enough to meet
Judith's eyes. Startled, she realized she knew the woman.
One
of the other new submissives, I think her name was Tara?
Toying
with her curly brown hair, she looked away quickly, as if ashamed to
be witnessing Judith on the table.
Will she go through
this, too, eventually? Why is Onyx doing this to me now, and none of
the others?

Confused by the situation, she closed her eyes, placing her forehead
on the flat surface. If she could have stayed like that, pretended no
one was even around, she would have.

Something firm brushed her lower back, causing her to jump and let go
of the table.

Instantly, Onyx spanked her, his voice barking. “Did I tell you
to let go of the edge?”

“
No,
no, sorry, Master!” Red as a beet, she grabbed again, but it
didn't satisfy him. Setting whatever he had touched her with on her
back, as if she herself were a table, he moved around and bound her
wrists to the wood. The shackles clicked into place, unyielding.

She
was truly trapped.

Looking up, she saw how close he was, to the verge of almost seeing
through the eye holes of his mask. But then he was gone, removing the
weight from her spine and heading behind her. Judith looked over her
shoulder, anxious about what he had planned.

She didn't understand what she was seeing. Onyx held something in his
glove, it was silvery and attached to a bundle of cloth. He didn't
seem intent on explaining it, either, for he lowered it towards her
thighs, wordlessly pressing it against her pussy.

Judith jumped, but couldn't move away. With her muscles tight and her
belly quivering, she felt him hooking straps around her hips, until
he had fastened something that pressed against her lower lips and
along the crease of her ass.

“
There,”
he purred, stroking up her spine and lifting goosebumps where he
went. “This should be fun. Little Sparrow, what I have here is
a fun show for myself and my friends.” He waved out, indicating
the people reclining on the sofas, girls kneeling by the feet of
some. “I'm going to turn on this device, and we're all going to
watch you orgasm over, and over, and over,” he smirked. “Until
I decide you're done.”

Her eyes widened, she couldn't stop herself. “No!” Judith
gasped, her blush full body in nature. Onyx scowled, his glove
slapping down onto one of her ass cheeks.

“
I
thought you learned not to speak out last night.”

“
Sorry,
Master, but I...”
I can't do this! It's too much, no!

Onyx turned, not responding to her dismay. In disbelief, she watched
him go, his back to her as he approached the group. The room was
small, the gathering was really only a few yards away from her
obscene display. Lowering his head, he spoke softly to someone,
leaving her wondering what was going on.

Did
he decide not to turn this thing on? Is it broken, maybe, and he
doesn't know?

He twisted, looking her way slowly with a sideways smile. Then, she
saw it; in his hand, lifted at eye level. The remote was tiny, no
bigger than a matchstick box. If she hadn't been looking, she
wouldn't have seen his thumb press the button.

It didn't matter, she felt the result soon enough.

The vibrations poured through her pelvis, making her clit throb in
seconds. Any hope she had of keeping herself quiet, it vanished as
the device's electric waves grew higher. Judith thrummed, feeling
like a live wire, her breathing coming in hard and fast gasps.

No,
not this... I can't take this!

It was too powerful, and despite that everyone was watching her,
observing how her skin was shining from exertion, how her lips were
parted in wanton passion, Judith couldn't control herself. Wrapped in
a world of forceful pleasure, the red-head began to buckle.

I'm
really going to do it—oh my god, I'm going to cum, in front of
everyone!

She squeezed everything, pulled at her bonds, but there was no
escape. Not from the table, not from the eyes, and certainly not from
the device driving her to orgasm. Onyx wanted to show her his power,
how he could bend her to his will and make her do things she'd never
normally allow.

Who
is he... how can he...

Judith couldn't focus, she squeezed her eyes shut and groaned,
remembering how the blonde woman had done the same. The pressure was
building, her core a bundle of nerves, her pussy soaked and hot.
Closer to the edge she crawled, the vibrations unrelenting.

Finally, she crashed helplessly over the cliff, her climax quaking
through, making her squeal. She wished she could bite her tongue, or
close her mouth, but her body wouldn't obey her. It seemed to listen
to only one person right then, the man who wanted her to cum for a
crowd.

Shivering, the sparks of color exploding behind her eyes, Judith let
the last of the orgasm wash through, down her legs and to her toes.
She'd have curled them, if they weren't pressed so hard into her
flats from her spread position.

Somewhere, beyond the blood pounding in her ears, she thought she
heard someone chuckling. Lifting her head, she looked back through
bleary eyes and saw her Master smiling at her. He was reclining on a
sofa, sipping from a glass and appearing more relaxed than ever.

On
cue, the device between her legs continued to buzz, her throbbing
clit given no relief. Moaning, Judith arched her back, shaking her
head.
This is too much, I can't, not again!

Her
body didn't agree, it pushed along on her heightened senses, her
searing skin and fluttering heart making her next orgasm roll through
even easier. There was no time to prepare, she was shaking before it
hit, and long after it vanished.
Am I really doing this? Am
I cumming so easily?

It was cruel, the pleasure was soon more than was comfortable. She
wanted more, her slick tunnel wanted to be filled. Her form gyrated
what little it could as she cried out.

When the vibrations still insisted she sustain the torture, that she
fall deeper into the pit of wild lust, Judith was sure she'd go
insane if she didn't black out first.

Abruptly, the device shut off, her flesh shivering with phantom
buzzing. In the quiet room, the sounds she made were more obscene
than she had noticed, and if possible, she blushed harder.