Submission Dance (6 page)

Chapter 5

M
arley didn’t hesitate this time. She wanted this
enough to overcome her own fears about it, so she did the only thing she could
think of. Rising from his lap to her feet, she reached up under her skirt, and tugged
her G-string down her thighs, letting it fall to the ground at her feet, and
then stepped free of it. A quick glance at Lex assured her that she had his
complete attention as she lowered herself to her knees. This time she held her
back straight, and slowly spread her thighs until the bare skin of her aching
pussy was revealed.

He rose to stand in front of her.
“Fucking hell, that’s a pretty pussy. I wouldn’t have taken you for a bare skin
kind of girl, princess.”

Marley kept her head down, her
eyes on the ground, but she responded quietly, “I had it done the day before
yesterday because I read that it was popular in the BDSM community. It hurt
like hell, but I like the way it feels, Sir.”

“Mmm, well I like the way it
looks. I’m curious if it tastes just as sweet. Take your clothes off, princess,
while I see what goodies Killian keeps in this emergency bag.”

Lex moved across the room without
another glance at her, seemingly confident that she would follow his
instructions. She managed to wiggle out of her skirt, and camisole, before he
turned back around, and when his eyes touched on her almost naked form, he
groaned.

“Jesus, if I thought your pussy
was pretty…fuck. Take the bra off, love. Let me see those gorgeous tits.” He
stood frozen in place, holding the duffel bag in his hands, as she released the
front clasp on her bra. Her breasts bounced free, and she sighed with pleasure.
There was nothing better for a woman than the feeling after removing her bra. Okay,
maybe a few things, but still, it was a relief after wearing the lacy piece of
lingerie created for visual effect instead of comfort.

With only her silver slave
sandals and jewelry on, she waited for him to instruct her further. Lex took
his time looking her over, putting the bag on the bed, and moving to walk around
her, surveying her from the back. She jumped a little when his large hand
cupped her ass, and he rubbed the front of his slacks over her bare skin there.

“It’s a good thing you warned me
about your ass, princess, because otherwise, I might have bitten into this
peach too quickly. It’s perfectly ripe for the picking. Lean over, and reach
for your toes.”

She felt awkward, but did as he
instructed, feeling her ass cheeks spread and her bare pussy lift towards his
fabric covered crotch. With their height difference, his cock ended up about
level with the top curve of her tailbone instead of her pussy, and they both
seemed to sigh in frustration.

“That’s no good.” Lex said,
before his arm encircled her hips, and he lifted her straight up in the air,
still bent almost in half. He carried her to the king size bed, and laid her on
top. The bed was massive, and taller than average, bringing her aching slit
into better position for his use, but leaving her toes dangling off the ground.
“Oh yeah, that’s much better.”

Not giving her a second to
respond, Lex slid his fingers through her dripping wet pussy, and they both
groaned their pleasure simultaneously. “So wet for me.” He murmured, pressing
one long finger into her snug passage, as he stroked another fingertip over her
swollen clit.

She jerked upwards, stopped only
by his other hand, which he planted right over her lower back, holding her in
place. She was able to move her top half, and her legs, but her hips remained
immobilized. Desire rushed through her. She never imagined it would be like
this, but having him take what he wanted lit her on fire from the inside out.

“Oh god!” she whimpered.

“Not God—Sir.” He said in a
hard, deep voice that ricocheted through her, making her pussy pulse around his
finger. “Say it, Marley.”

“Sir! Please, Sir, help me!” She
had both hands braced palms down on the bed next to her shoulders, holding her
upper body up as she panted for air. Balancing her forehead on the comforter,
she focused on the vibrations his fingers were causing in her slippery cunt.

Without responding to her pretty
pleas Lex shifted his free hand from her spine to her ass, and squeezed the
soft mound of one cheek hard. Instead of pulling away, Marley felt herself
pressing her hips upwards toward him. Begging him for more. Just the feeling of
his skin against hers was a wicked aphrodisiac.

“Fuck if I can wait. Hang on,
princess, we both need this now, or we’ll never make it through the night.”

She felt him shifting to reach
for the duffel bag next to her head, but only his free hand moved away from
her. He pushed another thick finger into her pussy, making her scream with
pleasure. Her body was clenching down on him, and she could feel her orgasm
building.

“Don’t come yet, sub. Not until I
say you can.” He ordered. Her whole body lurched and she bit into her bottom
lip, tasting her own blood on her tongue. How the hell was she supposed to stop
an orgasm? Especially with his fingers fucking in and out of her.

 A moment later, she heard
the unmistakable rip of a condom package, and then felt the fat mushroom head
of his cock replacing his fingers at her opening. She didn’t even consider
resisting. She needed to feel him inside her, filling her full.

It was erotic. It was slightly
painful. And it was absolutely the best thing she’d ever experienced in her
life as his cock stretched her passage to the brink, making her burn with need,
and babble incoherently.

“Shh…you’re okay, princess. I’ve
got you.” His words were comforting as he blanketed her back, the silk of his
shirt, skimming across her hot skin. He pressed a sweet kiss between her
shoulder blades, and then roughly grabbed a handful of her hair, tugging her
head up so that he could growl his words into her ear. “Your pussy is so
fucking sweet, Marley. I’ve never felt anything like it. You wanted to know
what it feels like to give up control. This is it. You’re mine body, mind and
soul right now. Every cell in your body is in tune with mine, waiting for me to
move, begging me to give it what it needs, and it’s fucking awesome.”

She felt him pull back before he thrust
into her again, making her cry out from a mixture of pleasure and pain as he tugged
her hair. He changed positions, lifting up off of her back so that he could
piston his cock into her heat.

He pounded her into the mattress,
filling her and claiming her as no one else ever had. Her mind went blank, as
wave after wave of pleasure rocked through her, and she screamed his name as she
exploded in a violent orgasm.

He didn’t stop his movements.
Instead he gripped her tighter, thrusting harder, and drawing out the pleasure
of the moment. When he finally shouted his own orgasm, she felt his cock
twitching inside of her, and she clamped down on him, making him groan, and
twitch again.

He slowly released his grip on
her hair, and let her head fall limply back onto the bed before he pulled out
of her body. The only sound in the room was their harsh breathing. She didn’t
even realize she was crying until his thumb brushed a tear from her cheek.

~ ~ ~

“Did I truly hurt you?” he
murmured, concerned. He’d had partners cry before from pleasure, and some from
a cathartic scene, but everything with Marley left him feeling unsettled and
unsure of himself.

She shook her head, and tried to
roll onto her back. His body was still between her spread legs preventing the
movement so that she ended up half twisted giving him a sexy view of her
breasts and ass at the same time.

“I’m not sure why I’m crying.
That was really good—”

Lex was offended, “Good? You call
that good?”

“Okay it was outstanding, superb,
two thumbs up! What do you want me to say, Le—Sir?”

Lex tried to frown at her
menacingly, but his lips curled up on their own. She was a terrible student. It
was going to be a long time before he trained the brat out of her.

“You owe me twenty for coming
without permission, princess.”

She looked aghast, “Twenty
dollars? What? You’re a gigolo now?”

Laughter bubbled up from his
chest, and he dropped down to sit on the bed next to her as he broke down. “Twenty
dollars! Oh Christ, that’s funny. You’re sure turning out to be a crappy
research student, Marley. When I say you owe me twenty, I mean you will be
getting a punishment of twenty swats because you didn’t do as you were told.”

“Oh.” She flushed, and then
wrinkled her nose. “But technically,
Sir
, you were the one who made me
come, so shouldn’t you get the swats?”

Lex could only sigh. “You’re
going to be a terrible sub. Are you sure you’re not a switch at heart,
princess?”

“I don’t think so. I can’t
imagine myself holding a flogger much less using it on someone.” She answered.

He stared at her for a moment,
lost in her beauty as she rolled onto her back, and propped her sandaled feet
up on the edge of the bed. Her breasts rose high on her chest, hard berry-colored
nipples pointing almost straight up. A sleek indentation ran from the base of
her rib cage down to the valley of her navel and beyond. Her hips spread wide,
and her plush thighs framed the sweetest pussy he’d ever been balls deep in. He
couldn’t remember any woman in his lifetime who had ever stirred him like she
did. He didn’t care that she wasn’t perfectly submissive. In fact, he was just
as turned on by her smart mouth and wit.

“Your shirt is ruined,” she said
softly, reaching out to run her hand over the front hem of his shirt where it
was now spotted with pre-cum and sweat. Genuine concern registered on her face,
and a small frown line appeared between her eyebrows. “If there’s club soda
downstairs at the bar we can probably get the stain out, but if you let it set
you’ll have to throw the whole shirt out.”

Instead of responding, Lex moved lightning
fast, to roll on top of her, wrap his arms around her, and kiss her soundly. He
heard her squeak in surprise, and then her surprise turned to desire and she
was moaning into his mouth again.

She tasted like some sort of
sweet cinnamon gum, and she felt like heaven pressed against him. Ripping at
the front of his own shirt he didn’t flinch when buttons flew across the room.
He had to get his skin against hers as quickly as possible or the pressure
building in his chest might make his heart explode.

Marley helped him push the shirt
off his shoulders, kissing her way along his jawline, down his throat, and then
over his collarbone. Her hot little hands moved over his chest, cupping his
pecks, and tugging at the dark hair that formed a triangle between his nipples.
He let her have her way, enjoying her touch as much as he enjoyed touching her.
In the back of his mind he knew that he should put a stop to it, and make her
submit, but it was too perfect to have this moment with her. A moment of mutual
exploration and sexual appreciation.

He remembered the spent condom
still wrapped around his dick when he started to grow hard again, and he cursed
and pulled away from her. “Hold that thought. I need to take care of this and
wash up, and then we’ll get back to business.”

Those sweetly seductive hands of
hers fell away and landed with a loud thump on the bed beside her, and she
stretched like a cat. “Okay, I should probably clean up too.”

“Come with me, and we’ll see what
kind of luxurious bathroom amenities Killian provides for his guests.” Lex
pulled her up to a sitting position, and removed the rest of his clothes, as
she took off her sandals. Then hand-in-hand they padded into the bathroom.

Chap
ter 6

M
arley gasped as she stepped into the spacious
room first. If she hadn’t already suspected that Killian owned the best of
everything she knew it now. A massive walk-in shower lined one end of the room,
but it was tucked behind a wall, so it was necessary to walk through a
passageway to access it. Total privacy. A single door opened to the commode and
bidet, while double sinks with dark wood cabinets were opposite the shower, and
a deep soaking tub sat in front of a large window that faced out into the
night.

It only took her a moment to
realize that anyone outside might be able to see through the massive sheet of
glass, and she scurried around behind him, leaving him to the view of any
peepers.

“Why would anyone have a window
like that in the bathroom?” she huffed, wondering exactly how many people might
be loitering in the landscaped backyard right this very moment getting an
eyeful.

Lex laughed as he looked around
the room; he seemed to be searching for something. Sure enough, next to the
soaker tub was a matching pair of light switches. When the top one was flipped
the windows were transformed, frosting automatically, and when the bottom one
was flipped the main lights dimmed, and twinkling lights on the ceiling bathed
the room in a soft romantic glow. It was sexy, and it set the mood perfectly.

“Killian knows quality, princess.
Trust me, he’s left nothing to chance. If you look in the cabinet I guarantee
you’ll find everything you need for several weeks’ stay.”

Marley instantly reached for the
cabinet and then giggled when she found brand new toiletries inside, and
luxurious linens. “Wow. This is better than any hotel I’ve stayed in.”

“Me too,” he murmured with a
frown, turning to dispose of the used condom in the trash.

“Really? I thought surely you
would have stayed in more swanky digs when you travelled with him,” she said,
as she withdrew shampoo and soap along with towels and facecloths from the
cabinets. She wondered now about what kind of a place Lex might have with his
daughter. It was hard to picture her pirate as a papa, but the idea was growing
on her now that she’d seen the softer edges of his Dom persona.

“Sometimes, yes, but I guess I’ve
never taken the time to really process the luxury around me. It’s always temporary.
I make a good living working for Killian, but I certainly don’t live like this.”
Lex answered.

“Me neither. In fact I think my
whole condo could fit into this one bedroom suite. I went for the bare basics
when I bought it, and honestly it’s just been too much of a hassle to move, so
I’ve stayed put.”

She was pleased when he reached
for her, and she moved willingly into his arms. “I’m not sure what’s happening
here, Marley. Usually, if I take a sub, I enjoy the scene and the aftercare,
and then leave, but I can’t even seem to manage a scene with you. The moment
you start moaning and panting I just want to sink into you and hold you against
me.”

“So what are you waiting for?” she
asked, noting how quickly his cock thickened in response.

“Fuck if I know,” he said, before
bending to lift her into his arms. She still held all of the items she’d
collected as he carried her into the enormous shower, but he paused to allow
her to hang the towels on chrome hooks just outside of the waterline. He set
her on her feet, and reached for the shower controls. “Hot or scorching?”

His hand lurched on the control,
jerking it to cold when her fingers wrapped around his semi-hard cock, and she
murmured, “Scorching.”

“Naughty sub,
what do you think you’re doing touching me without permission?” Just like that
he’d pulled his arrogant Dom armor back in place, and he shoved her hand away
with decidedly less force than his words implied. “On your knees.”

She hesitated, and his jaw
flexed. Dropping to her knees on the cold tile, she tried to mesh the sweet man
who just carried her into the shower with the powerful one that seemed to replace
him in front of her eyes. His voice took on a deeper, huskier tone, and his
spine stiffened as she continued to look at him. “Your eyes should be down,
Marley. I know we’ve started this relationship backwards, but I don’t intend to
let you have control anytime soon. Now, why don’t you take this soap and cloth
and help me get clean before we work to get dirty again.”

When she accepted the directive
without argument, he reached over her head and turned on the second shower
head. Warm water sprayed over her back, and she sighed contentedly, spreading
the soap on the washcloth before she reached for him. He groaned appreciatively
as she started soaping each individual toe delicately. It delighted her to find
out he was ticklish on the soles of his feet. Fighting back a smile, she tried
to focus on her task, running the cloth up over his muscular calves, and knees,
to his powerful thighs. Thighs that he used to pump his cock into her just a
few minutes ago. Her pussy clenched with remembered pleasure, and she bit her
lip.

Lex grabbed her hair, and tilted
her head back, “What was that thought, princess?”

Her mouth opened and closed as
she struggled to think clearly. His cock was mere inches from her face, and his
hand was once again causing ripples of joy to course through her just by
pulling at her hair.

“Yes,
that
thought. I want
to hear it in detail, because it made your eyes glaze over and your nipples
hard, lover. Anything that creates that kind of reaction is important to me.”
Lex murmured, releasing his pull to stroke her head, and down to cup her jaw.

“I was thinking about the way
your cock filled me up perfectly.” She murmured, her words quiet enough she
wondered if he even heard her. Swallowing hard, she added, “Sir.”

 Lex’s face remained
emotionless, but his cock twitched in front of her, drawing her eyes. She hadn’t
really had a chance to survey it up close until now, and she wasn’t disappointed.
Thick and long, his uncut length was impressive above a pair of large, heavy-hanging
balls. The line of curly hair that started between his nipples ended here, in a
neatly trimmed patch of hair at the base of his shaft. It displayed the V of
muscle between his hips and his groin perfectly, and she ached to lick that
groove.

“May I finish washing you now,
Sir?” she asked, feeling more confident about her skills of seduction when his
eyes darkened, and his lips parted with a breath.

“Yes.”

Only one word, but it gave her
permission to put her hands back on his body and explore him to her heart’s
content. She traced the tight line of muscle that rode the column of his thigh,
and danced her cloth over the indentation at the back of his knees. Avoiding
the prize for the moment, she rose to her feet, and moved around to face his
broad back.

Pressing a kiss to the strong
line of his spine, she reached up and started washing at the base of his neck,
moving her way down one shoulder and arm, before moving to the next. Then she
focused on his massive expanse of a back, and down to his lean hips. His ass
was tight and perfect, and she slid the cloth over the tight muscles, enjoying
the feeling of them flexing under her touch. When she slid the cloth between his
cheeks to wash his hidden skin, he spun on her, and grabbed her wrist tightly.

“Ah-ah-ah. Now you’re venturing
into off-limits territory. No one touches me there, princess. I’ll take care of
that area myself.” His words were firm, but not harsh, so she shrugged it off,
and began washing his chest.

She’d never had her hands on a
chest so perfectly cut in her life. Muscular ridges under smooth golden skin
were lightly covered with dark curly hair. Fuck, she was in deep. His control, combined
with his beautiful body, and soft edges made her weak in the knees, and she
wasn’t entirely comfortable with that feeling.

~ ~ ~

Lex frowned down at the petite,
curvy woman in front of him. Her open, easy actions were suddenly drawn and
tight, and he had no idea what happened. Did she think he was upset with her
for touching his ass? Good grief, she was a sensitive one.

Without words he reached for the
hand that held the soapy cloth, and pushed it to his groin. “I believe this is
next, sub.”

Marley’s eyes widened as she
gripped his cock and smoothed the cloth over it. Waves of lust crashed over him
at her gentle touch. She wasn’t trying to tease him, but knowing that just made
her actions more lethal to his control. She washed him with purpose and a
single-minded focus that would have been admirable in any other circumstance,
even sliding the foreskin of his cock back to wash him clean.

Once she’d run the soapy cloth
over his balls, and rinsed away the bubbles, he placed his hands on her
shoulders, and pushed her back to her knees. Wordlessly, she knelt,
understanding his desires without him having to voice them.

Her mouth was sinfully hot as she
took his cock between her lips. Her tongue skirted the head, before undulating
against the veined underside. Wet strands of her dark hair were spread across
the pale skin of her back and shoulders, and one particularly enticing piece
curled around one of her nipples. On her knees in front of him, looking like a
mermaid sent from the deep for his pleasure, he fought to keep a tight lid on
his lust.

It wouldn’t do if he cracked
again and let her lead. No, he needed to get back into the scene and focus. He
owed her that much considering she came to the party tonight to experience submission.

“Enough.” He said, taking a step
back from her. His cock left her lips with a loud popping sound, and she looked
up at him from under heavy eyelids, and smiled—a wicked, ball-busting
smile—and he almost shoved his cock back into her mouth so that he could
come long and hard down her throat. It was insane how sexy she was.

Pulling her to her feet, he took
her hands, and placed them on the wall under the shower head. “Don’t move,
princess, or I’ll add swats to what you already owe me.” She nodded and
remained positioned with her hands braced, and her legs spread shoulder-width
apart. Moving around her body carefully, so as not to change her beautifully
submissive position he bathed her. It didn’t take him long to wash her body
from the top of her head to the tips of her dainty toes. He didn’t waste time
tormenting her already tight nipples, but he did pay special attention to her
pussy and ass. Pushing his big hand and the damp cloth into each crevice and
fold until her cream was dripping from her slit, and her clit was bright pink
and swollen.

With a flip of his wrist, he shut
the water off, and retrieved their towels. Marley hadn’t spoken a single word
during the washing, but her face was flushed and her walnut-colored eyes were
dark with desire.

“Finish drying, and wait for me
on the bed, sub. I’ll be there in a moment.” Lex watched her walk silently from
the bathroom, and he felt the air in his lungs catch as she disappeared from
his view. He could still feel her hands on his body, her tongue on his cock,
and smell the sweet fragrance of her need in the air.

His hand tingled at the knowledge
that it would soon connect with her ass, and he couldn’t remember a time in his
life when his cock was harder for a woman.

She was hell on his control, and
he had a feeling letting her leave tomorrow would be like ripping out his own
heart.