River Walk: Ten Kinky Collaborations (33 page)

“I’m sorry, Libby.” I haven’t even noticed that Akiyo has both of my hands clasped in hers.

“Don’t be,” I have a lopsided grin on my face. “Hey, let’s talk about my night with Rodney again. Heaven knows, I love to relive that one over and over and over.”

She shakes her dark curls and giggles, “And I don’t mind hearing it.”

CHAPTER SIX

The hot air and blinding sun actually caresses my skin. After so long bedridden, being able to walk outside is glorious, even if it is close to blazing hot. Today, I get to sleep in my own bed. Akiyo is taking me there now in her sporty little red coupe.

“So, Libby, I stocked the fridge with some easy things to prepare, made a few little dinners so that you don’t have to worry about it for a few days either. I straightened up and freshened up your linens so that you can take it easy.”

I guffaw, “Haven’t I been taking it easy for long enough? You really didn’t have to do all of that… but I sure appreciate it. My gosh, Akiyo, it’s going to be so different not chatting with you every day. Maybe now you can get that social life since you won’t be keeping my old bum company all the time.”

“I think that I need to reevaluate my social life now. You’ve got me all interested in things I never knew of,” she winks at me.

“Oh dear, will I have to take you out shopping for a good corset now?” I tease.

“Corset? Do I need one?” she is completely serious.

My eyes roll involuntarily, and I good naturedly pat her shoulder. “You don’t need anything, Akiyo. But, if you want to talk or have questions, you know how to find me.”

“I hope you know that I will be ringing your phone a lot, and maybe we can do lunch or dinner? Libby, you’ve become a great friend to me.” She is staring straight ahead.

“You too, Akiyo,” I decide to lighten the mood. “Are you sure you want to be seen out with an archaic kinkster?”

Her chuckle is a snort, “You’re crazy, Libby. Look at you. You are one classy chick,” she rummages with one hand in her bag retrieving a silver cylinder with a pink ribbon. “Little gift. Put on that red lipstick, celebrate being a hot momma, Libby.”

I pull down her visor to apply the red stain. Well, not too shabby, I laugh inwardly. Though my hair is white, it’s perfectly styled. The old skin has its color back and smooth enough with just a few laugh lines around my eyes. I suppose that I have held up pretty well.

There is a sense of contentment as we roll into my driveway. I open the car door, and straighten my black slacks and white top. I have no clue why Akiyo picked this outfit to bring me instead of some of my yoga pants. She has retrieved my little bag from the car and is slowly following me up the walk to the door. I turn the key in the lock opening the door. All the familiar smells float to me letting me know I am indeed free from the sterile hospital and home. I take two steps inside, waiting for Akiyo to follow. Instead, she just places my bag on the floor inside the door.

“Give me a call later, Libby.”

I am confused, “You’re not coming in? Akiyo, after all you’ve done, let me fix you something to eat or tea or…”

Akiyo’s smile is from ear to ear, all white teeth shining as she peers over my shoulder and shakes her head, “No, Libby, later!” And she turns and skips to her car before I can get another word out.

“Oh well,” I close the door and walk around the foyer immersed in the familiarity. I do not even feel as though I have been gone for well over a month. Entering the sitting room, I am stopped in my tracks.

Those forest green eyes, a ghost from the past, a ghost that I never thought I would see again. The years have been especially kind to him, as it is to many men. Though his hair is grayed, and his face a little more weathered, there is no denying him.

“How?” is almost imperceptible.

I am frozen, so he makes the trek to me. He nods to the door, “Your friend, Akiyo, she found me. These young people know all the ways to find anyone with the internet now it seems. You mentioning that you remembered that I was from Toronto, helped narrow the search, I guess, according to her. I’m glad she did find me,” he smiles, and his face is warm and shows an authentic happiness. “We had quite a few interesting conversations, Libby. You see, I thought there was no chance for me after that night. I approached Jimi, hoping the two of you were not seriously attached. I wanted to somehow steal you away from him. He made it clear that you were his. In fact, he told me that you were married to him, and that night was a special circumstance. He told me I was to never come near you again. If I had known that he was lying and you were not married yet, nothing could have stopped me from pursuing you, Libby.” Rodney raises a single perfect red rose between us. “Through all of these years, I have never stopped thinking about you and that night.” The velvet petals stroke my cheek as his words flow like warm water over my skin. “When, Akiyo expressed that you, perhaps felt the same and suggested that I come, I didn’t hesitate. I meant it when I told you were flawless, and I wanted you, Libby. I still do.”

My breathing is labored, short little airy gasps, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the condition that I have suffered through. His fingers hold the blood red rose to me in offering. Gently I steal it away and breathe in its heady fragrance.

“Libby?” his voice is stern.

“Yes,” I nod.

Rodney’s hands travel to his waist around the buckle of his black leather belt, beginning to loosen it. “I’d like to take up where we left off.”

Through the ages, I never thought I would be able to say this to him again, “Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

THE END

First Journey. Second Thoughts

CHAPTER ONE

“Is the blindfold on tight enough?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good girl. Now I want you to empty your mind of any thoughts, any fears and any feelings of inhibition. You lie naked in front of me, your Sir, baring your soul, your lust, your passion and your pleasure. Lia, I have been your Sir for several months now. My main concern is to make sure you are well taken care of. That you feel comfortable not only with me but with your own sexuality. You know I would never ask you to do anything that you didn’t want to do, but I will push you to find pleasure that you never knew existed. So now, I want you to take both of your hands and starting at your neck, slowly touch your body as if they were my hands. Allow your body to feel both pain and pleasure until you can no longer tell the difference between the two. I want you to feel your pussy; explore it; insert your fingers as if it’s my cock inside of you fucking you long and hard. I want you to beg me to let you cum. To plead with me as tears run down your face and your legs are shaking from holding in your orgasm. You will continue to finger fuck yourself and rub your clit until I decide if you are allowed to cum. As with anything I ask of you, if you do not follow my instructions precisely, a punishment will be issued.”

“Are my instructions clear and understood?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Now, start at your neck and work slowly down your body. Caressing your skin as I would. Open your body to me and let me feel what you feel.”

My fingers lightly caress my neck. Subconsciously I turn my head to the right, allowing more of my neck to be exposed; hungering for the touch of soft lips making their way from the shell of my ear to the dip of my shoulder.

My hands lower to my breasts. I cup them both as if feeling their weight for the first time. I bring my left breast up to my mouth and circle the nipple with my tongue. Instantly the skin draws up and begins to pebble. My nipple hardens and I take the tip into my mouth and begin to suck on it. A small moan escapes my mouth as I gently nip at it with my teeth. That small amount of pain sends a feeling of pleasure straight to my core and I immediately feel the wetness between my legs. I never knew touching myself could make my pussy so wet. As I continue to twist and lick my nipple; I slip my right hand down to my pussy. My legs automatically open and I feel the rush of cool air against the wetness, making my body shiver. Ever so lightly, I run a single finger along the slit of my lips, opening myself totally to my Sir. I dip a finger into the flowing juices and bring it up to my clit, circling it gently at first, enjoying that first touch. Gradually I add more pressure until it is taut and feels like it will explode. My other hand slides down and I push two fingers inside. As I start finger fucking myself, my hips push up to get them deeper. I am so wet that I can hear the suction as my fingers go in and out of my pussy. I can feel my orgasm starting, but I need that extra push of pain to push me over the top. Rolling over on my stomach; I place my head on the bed and my ass in the air. Spreading my legs as wide as they will go, I am giving all of me to Sir. My nipples are sore as they rub against the sheet, but it’s a sweet pain. My hands go back to my pussy, now inserting three fingers in me, along with rubbing my clit. My hips are now pushing down on my fingers, almost as if I am fucking them. Suddenly my orgasm overtakes me and instead of slowing down, I fuck myself in a frantic pace, wanting this orgasm to last as long as it can. My legs are tired and my hands are tired, but I continue just to get that last rush, that ecstatic feeling you get when you orgasm. Finally I can’t keep it up any longer. I’m exhausted and sweating and my heart is beating so quickly that I feel like I will pass out at any moment. I roll on my back to catch my breath. And as I pull my fingers out, I smear them with as much of my juices as I can, bringing my hand to my lips and slowly sucking on each finger, not missing a single drop of my sweetness.

“Lia?”

“Hmmmmmm?”

“How do you feel?”

“Words cannot describe how I feel. I’m elated, yet exhausted. It’s the best orgasm that I have ever had and it felt like it went on forever. In my mind, I felt like it was your hands, your cock bringing me this pleasure. I wanted it to be you.”

“Lia, you surpassed all of my expectations at how well you let go of all of your inhibitions, knowing that I was watching you. You surrendered every inch of your body to me, without hesitation, giving me the greatest gift any Dom could ask for. But as much as I’m grateful for in your responses; you did not follow my instructions exactly. You were to ask, if not beg me to cum and you did not comply. I know this is your first journey into this lifestyle, but my job, as your Dom, is to guide you and teach you. When you follow my instructions you will be rewarded and when you don’t, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir, but I feel like such a disappointment to you.”

“Lia, you can never be a disappointment to me. A big part of this lifestyle is learning control over your body and my job, as your Dom, is to teach you how. And trust me, I will enjoy every minute of it. Right now, my cock is so hard that it’s painful. There is nothing more I’d rather do than to fuck you until you are screaming my name and begging for me to fuck you even more. But I have to get ready for my business trip this week, and my cock will have to be taken care of later.”

“Oh Sir, I wish I could go with you. You would wake up every morning with a warm mouth around your cock. Sucking and licking it until you came in my mouth and I swallowed every drop. And every night you could go to sleep with your arms around me and your cock nestled inside of me.”

“Lia, you know there is nothing I’d rather do than to take you with me. Unfortunately, if you were there, I would get absolutely no work done and I’d be walking around with a hard on all day during my meetings. Plus you have your own job to go to. Don’t worry, I’ll stay in touch to make sure you are following your instructions for both your punishment and your other assignments.”

“After waking up in the morning, I want you to check outside of your front door for a box. In it, you will find several smaller boxes that are numbered with a set of instructions that you must follow exactly. You are not to open any box until the instructions tell you to do so. Are you clear on this?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Do you have any questions or concerns about what we’ve done so far or about your punishment this week? Lia, please feel free to ask me anything. This relationship is based on trust and honesty and I need to make sure you are totally on board with me and that you’re not having any second thoughts.”

“No Sir. I trust you and know you would never do anything to hurt me. I have never felt so alive nor have I ever felt so in tune with my body. Second thoughts about our relationship have never entered my mind. Please believe me.”

“I do believe you Lia. I just wanted to make sure as this is your first real punishment. Just try to think of it as a learning tool. You’ll understand more tomorrow. Now go to bed! Sweet dreams Lia.”

“Goodnight Sir.”

CHAPTER TWO

To say that I got a good night’s sleep would be a huge lie. I tossed and turned and couldn’t keep my mind from thinking about what was in store for me. Finally my alarm goes off and I jump out of the bed. I run to the front door, and open it very slowly, peeping around to see if anyone is outside. Reaching down I pick up the box and as I straighten up, I see the creepy guy that lives across the street. He’s getting his newspaper and lifts his hand to say good morning. I grab my box, smile at him and quickly close the door. I don’t know his name; I just know that he gives me the creeps every time he looks at me.