Saved by Submission (8 page)

When he moved his mouth away, cool air brushed over her pussy. His hands moved behind her and held her ass firmly, and then his mouth returned to her once more.

This time, his lips closed around her swollen nub, and he sucked firmly.

Megan’s senses went into overdrive, and she screamed, her orgasm breaking over her in long, shattering explosions of pleasure.

Her hips bucked, and his grip on her bottom tightened. He gave her no time to recover; his tongue flicking over her engorged clit again and again. Every muscle in her body was taut, and her screams echoed around the room while he brought her over the edge twice more.

When he finally knelt back, Megan’s body went limp and her head hung forward. Jacob grinned, and then released her from the chains and the spreader bar. She stumbled when she tried to move away from the frame, and he stepped forward, quickly, scooping her up into his arms and walking over to a comfy looking chair in a quieter area of the club.

He sat down and arranged her in his lap, and reaching over, he grabbed a blanket from the low table behind the seating area and wrapped it around Megan.

She had seen Doms do this dozens of times when she had been working, but experiencing it for herself made her feel like a child. Even though her body was spent, and she felt emotionally exhausted, she struggled to stand up.

Jacob pulled her back on to his lap, in one, swift movement.

“Stay where I put you, sub,” he said firmly and smacked her ass just hard enough for her to yelp.

She glared at him, and he chuckled.

“Frowning at your Dom like that usually results in a good, bare-assed spanking, sweetheart. Is that what you’re aiming for?”

“No…Sir,” she added quickly.

“I’m glad to hear it,” he replied; “because right now, what you need is some aftercare. Some subs deal with their emotions after a scene, quite easily, and some need a lot of care and attention. So we’ll sit here for a while until I’m satisfied that you’re completely okay.”

A waitress appeared, and Jacob ordered a bottle of water for Megan and a beer for himself. When it arrived, Megan drank thirstily until almost half the water was gone.

She had to admit, her legs were still a little wobbly, and even though she was naked, being warm, and so close to Jacob made her feel special, and cared for, which was something she hadn’t felt in a long, long time.

Instinctively, she snuggled closer to him, and Jacob relaxed, his sub was a nice handful to have against his chest. It was a long time since he had been able to give someone aftercare. The subs that he had played with, and there hadn’t been too many of those recently, had not wanted to be that close after a scene. Not like the warm, satisfied woman he was holding right now.

He kissed the top of her head. “I’m very proud of you, Megan. You are so beautiful and brave, to trust me like that. Thank you, sweetheart.”

Megan didn’t answer as, horrified, her eyes began to burn and tears threatened to spill over. What the hell was the matter with her? She never cried. For years she had taught herself to be strong, and not let her emotions get the better of her; not to show weakness, and here she was, starting to cry like a baby.

Jacob, however, realizing her body had tensed up, knew what was happening, and when she tried to hide her face, deep into his chest, he pulled her gently away from him.

“You know, what just happened between us was an emotional experience. It makes everything you’re feeling more exaggerated, just for a while. Right now, I would guess that would be vulnerable, maybe a little lost; and that’s okay. It’s better to let it out, and have a cry, baby.”

Megan managed a watery grin as the tears ran unchecked down her cheeks. “Did you just say I’m just a crybaby, Sir?”

Jacob gave a deep laugh. “Strike two, sub. First the glare and the frown, and now you’re trying to accuse your innocent Dom of calling you a crybaby. I think you must really want to go over my knee.”

Megan smiled while she wiped the tears from her face. “Oh, no, Sir, I promise you, I don’t want that.”

She snuggled back against him, and they sat, for a minute or two, quietly, both enjoying the closeness of the other.

Then Megan broke the silence. “I think part of the reason I got so upset was that it’s a very long time since anyone said they were proud of me.”

Jacob heard the sadness in her voice, and knew there was a lot more behind those words. However, this was not the best time to push her, emotionally.

He tightened his arms around her curvy body. “We all make bad decisions, now and again.”

She glanced up at him. This would be a good time to ask him about his life, and deter him from trying to find out more about hers. She seemed to have made such a mess of it up till now, and she knew he’d think a great deal less of her if he found out about how she’d screwed up so spectacularly back home, and then left to become a stripper in the big city.

“So, you’ve made some mistakes along the way then, Sir?”

Jacob grinned. “Nice try at changing the conversation around to me. But, I’ll go with it. For now.”

He shifted in the chair, and stretched his legs out, getting more comfortable. “Let’s see. After my dad walked out when I was thirteen, I went wild for a few years. Got in a little trouble with the law, nothing too serious, but enough to upset my mother, who, I think was more worried about what her friends and the neighbors would think, than anything else.”

He paused, and then gave her a grim smile, before continuing. “My mother was not exactly the loving, caring type, to say the least. So when I was sixteen, I just packed up my stuff and left, moved in with my grandmother, and got back on track.

“It took me a few years, but I finally managed to start my own small haulage business, and after a while, things really took off.

“Of course, my next big mistake was a woman. Or girl, I should say. She was cute, sassy, and both of us were way too young. It lasted less than three years, before I walked in from work one evening, earlier than usual, and found her kneeling in front of her boss, in the middle of the living room, with his cock in her mouth.”

Megan sat up and took in the grim look on Jacob’s face. “I’m really sorry,” she said, softly. “That must have been awful.”

His voice was a growl, “It was worse for him by the time I’d finished with him.”

Jacob pulled her to his chest and wrapped his large arms around her again. “Anyway, after I divorced her, I lost just about everything, including my business, so I got a job long-distance trucking, and finally saved enough for a down payment on my own rig.

“I’ve had my own company for the last five years, which means I can take care of my grandmother now, as a thank you for all the years she did the same for me.”

“She must be so proud of you,” Megan said, smiling up at him. “Um…I was thinking…, well, speaking of taking care of things, you took care of me so well, and I was wondering if I should…you know, offer to take care of…you.”

She blushed furiously, and Jacob chuckled as her meaning became clear.

“Little Megan, I don’t want you to feel like you owe me anything in return for what we did earlier, but I admit, I would love to see, and feel your lips around my cock.”

He took the blanket from around her body, and tossed it onto the chair next to him. “Climb off my lap, and kneel in front of me, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Sir.” She was grateful for the quietness of the area they were in. The rest of the club pulsed around them, the music adding to the atmosphere, and she was aware of the noises of BDSM around her: the sound of leather on skin, moans of desire and screams of release.

She knelt as gracefully as she could, suddenly nervous. It was a long time since she had given a blow job to anyone, let alone a person like Jacob, who probably had women falling at his feet on a regular basis, to service him.

“Look at me, sub.” His voice was gentle, yet firm enough that she lifted her head at once.

Obviously her nervousness had not gone unnoticed.

“It’s been a while since you did this.”

It was a statement, not a question, and she nodded. “I’m sorry in advance if I’m no good,” she replied.

“You are a lovely, sensuous woman, and I admire you for giving your control to me and submitting to me so bravely.”

His words gave her some of the confidence she had been lacking. “Thank you, Sir.”

He leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth. “Now, undo my jeans and take me in your mouth, sub.”

Megan reached up and undid Jacob’s zipper. His shaft sprang free, large, and very erect. Obviously not one for underwear, Megan thought. She seriously hoped so much that she could pleasure him, but only too aware of her last boyfriend’s scathing remarks about her ability in that department.

She leaned forward and wrapped her hand around the base of his penis. It was hard as a rock, but the skin itself was soft with a velvety feel to it.

With trepidation, she took just the tip of him in her mouth and sucked gently. Then she let her tongue swirl around the rim of the head. When she flicked over the end, she tasted his pre-cum, and her confidence grew at his obvious enjoyment.

She put her other hand around him, and then took him much deeper into her mouth, hearing him give a sigh of contentment.

Megan licked him up one side and then down the other, and then sucked the whole length of him, pulling him further and further into her mouth until the tip of his cock reached the back of her throat.

When she heard his sharp intake of breath, she quickened her pace, and then jumped, when his hands become tangled in her hair.

After a minute or so, he pulled her head gently away from him, and she looked up, in confusion. “Did I do something wrong, Sir?” she asked, dismayed.

He grinned down at her. “No, sweetheart, just the opposite.”

With that, he stood up, his hands still buried in her copper curls. His balls were freed by him standing, and Megan instinctively knew what he wanted her to do.

“Put your hands behind your back, sub,” he commanded.

She did as she was told before taking each of his balls in turn, into her mouth, and sucking on them.

His hands tightened their grip and her nipples hardened as they came in contact with the rough material of his jeans. She wrapped her lips back around his thick shaft, and sucked him deep into her mouth again.

Jacob’s hands dictated the speed at which he wanted her to go, and when she sensed his body stiffening, she knew that her Dom was about to come.

He gave a loud growl of satisfaction and then came, his hot cum exploding into her mouth. Megan swallowed it all, forcing her hands to stay where he wanted them even though she longed to hold onto his body.

When she felt his cock start to soften, she released him and knelt back.

He reached down, re-fastened his jeans, and then tipped her chin up, until their eyes locked. “Thank you, little Megan, that was wonderful. Now come here so I can hold you.”

Megan stood up and Jacob pulled her arms to the front and then wound them around his neck.

Jacob pressed her naked body tight against him, keeping one hand on her back and the other on her ass. Her body felt just right to him; soft, curvy and luscious, which was just how he liked a woman to feel.

After tonight, he had no doubt that there was a connection between them, and he hoped she felt it too. He had offered to help her explore the world of D/s, in a teacher/student type way, and his feelings had taken him by surprise as he realized it went beyond that.

It was important to find out now, rather than later, if she had come to the same conclusion.

He released her and then took her hand, leading her back over to her discarded clothes. When she went to pick them up, he stopped her.

“No, Megan, not yet, I want to talk to you first.” He grabbed her skirt and halter top himself and sat down. “Kneel, sub.”

She did as he’d ordered and knelt in front of him, trying hard to be graceful in her movements.

“Now, spread your legs, and put your hands, palm upwards on your thighs.”

Again, Megan followed his instructions, a faint blush on her cheeks, as she opened her thigh, and her pussy was exposed once more.

“Good girl,” he said.

Megan was surprised at how his praise made her feel warm and cared for. Even in this short time, knowing she had pleased him meant a lot.

Then she took in the serious expression on his face, and her heart skipped a beat. What if she had got it completely wrong in her mind, and he had had enough now? What if he was about to tell her that she was ready to go out on her own and find a Dom?

She had tried hard not to have any feelings for him, but she knew, if she was honest with herself, that she really liked him. Certainly more than the teacher type figure they had agreed he should be.

She swallowed and breathed deeply. Whatever he said, she would have to accept it.

But his words took her completely by surprise.

“Honesty is important in any kind of relationship, and in this lifestyle, it is essential. Megan, I think there could be something between us, more than we discussed last week. I know I haven’t opened up to any woman about myself for a long, long time, and here we are, only the second time we’ve met, and you know more about me than any woman I’ve been with since I was married.”

He stopped, and waited for her to respond, knowing he would be disappointed if she felt differently.

She had butterflies in her stomach, but the good kind, like when something amazing happens. “I thought you were about to tell me that you’d changed your mind, and after tonight I should go and try to find my own Dom, or something awful like that. You looked so serious.”

He saw the look of relief on her face and waited for her to continue.

“Yes…I mean I feel the same way. I just had no idea you did.” She smiled. “Yes, I really want to see where this could go.”

He yanked her out of the chair and onto his lap. “Little sub, I need to have my cock inside you very soon. One thing you ought to know about me is that I’m not very good at waiting.”

“But you only just…you know… came, Sir. I mean can you, you know…already?”