Tempest (23 page)

The smile almost faded from her face when I asked the question. Her eyes were sad, which concerned me. Finally, after what seemed as though she were mustering the energy to blurt out the words, she looked up at us and uttered, “my husband and i are about to go through a divorce, Goddess. i confronted him at Mistress Sin's cabin after watching him fucking tiger, after which he told me he was in love with him.”

shamise quickly placed her hand on sajira's shoulder. “It's okay, sis, there's nothing he can do to hurt you now.”

“Wait, I'm a little confused here.” Ramesses's protective instincts took over. “your husband…my shotgun partner when we roll out on the bikes…is in love with another man? And he had the
nerve
to express this to you like it was supposed to be old news?”

“Daddy, looking back on it now, it honestly wasn't exactly breaking news,” sajira explained. “i ignored him after a series of events that resulted in us no longer having sex with each other about six months ago. The truth is, he should have told me this a while back, it would have saved us the trouble, but he honestly did me a favor
because now i can use his infidelity against him in court. he knew i would have never allowed him to be with another man sexually.”

“I'll kill him,” Ramesses bellowed.

“Daddy, for my sake, leave it alone, please?” sajira's eyes pleaded with him. “i'm not exactly innocent in this, either.”

“she has a point, Beloved.” I wrapped my arms around his waist to keep him calm. “Besides, from her demeanor, it looks like she's got everything well under control.”

“Especially when he won't be Mistress Sin's property after tonight.” amani dropped that tidbit out of the blue, refocusing all of our attention in his direction.

“I'm sorry, would you mind running that by us again?” I hadn't even talked to Sin yet, and the incident with Lyrical kind of sidetracked that discussion, too. Hearing my boi rattle off information that neither I nor Ramesses knew about was interesting, to say the least. “Who did you hear that from, amani?”

“Goddess, Mistress Blaze informed me after i spent time with Her and my friend, Jelani,” amani mentioned. He straightened up in his kneeling position, continuing to spill what he knew to his captive audience. “She said Sin was fed up, and this trip was going to be his final as a member of Her House. It seems he's been misrepresenting the House on several occasions when he was not under Her watchful eye, and tiger had been charged with setting him up to give cause for release.”

“Damn!” The collective response from the four of us was enough to cause him to laugh.

He looked over toward sajira and kissed her on the cheek. “i had been saving that information to tell you privately, but under the circumstances, i couldn't help myself. shamise and i told you he would get what was coming to him.”

“Yeah, he said he wanted out of the lifestyle,” shamise confirmed. “This was a helluva way to do it!”

I didn't know what to think at that moment, it was all coming so fast. Our submissives had already dealt with all of this while Ramesses and I put things back together so the House would be intact. I sat back and took notice of the blessing that those three were. Lesser submissives might have stood by, meek and acting helpless, waiting for their Dominant to “save the day,” but they handled things beautifully while chaos ensued.

I couldn't have been prouder of them.

“Okay, since there isn't anything that we need to take care of, your Daddy and I have are going to relax for a change and send you back to the task at hand.” I looked in the girls' direction and nodded. “Once you're done, we want you to do the same thing, which means you have all day to rest, relax, and enjoy the island to do whatever you want to do without us around. Tomorrow night is going to be extremely interesting, and you're doing to need your rest.”

TWENTY-NINE
sajira

“Daddy, i need to talk to You.”

I didn't realize I needed him so badly until our eyes connected.

We'd been friends longer than we'd been in this D/s relationship, and whenever I needed to talk to him as a friend, he always dropped protocol so we could. I think that's how I allowed my husband to do whatever he wanted when things went sour. I replaced him with the other men in my life.

Life took you on some interesting journeys and in directions you never thought possible. I couldn't say monogamy was for my husband and me; it was one of the reasons we started swinging in the first place. I didn't care who he fucked because his heart belonged to me, and he felt the same way about me.

By the time we'd hooked up with them—at the time it was Kane and Mercedes—before the D/s part showed itself, we were in a natural progression. The sex was amazing, the friendships we made with him and Jay while I got closer to her and Candy; things just felt good. Not perfect, but good.

Then, a couple of years ago, things began changing.

When we got curious about D/s, I thought it would be the same as it was when we were swinging, for me and for him. I was sorely mistaken. While I enjoyed how things flowed with Daddy and Goddess, he plunged headfirst into all things Sinsual.

His personality changed, and not for the better…

The sex drive and his appetite, not just for me, but for women in our swinger circles, diminished to the point to where I wondered if he was thirty-five or fifty-five.

When he did have the urge to fuck me, it was absolutely horrible! We went from the adventurous positions and locations to missionary, doggie-style on rare occasions, and nowhere else but in bed.

I tried to call him on his shit. When shamise moved in with us, she and I tried to seduce him into a threesome. He turned us both down, saying it was against Sin's wishes unless she set it up.

I was nearly at my wit's end, and it started to affect my ability to be appealing to Daddy and Goddess. That's how I'd ended up doing the phone sex line as a part of my slut training, as a way to snap me out of my haze. Thank God it had worked because my husband wasn't helping at all.

The straw that broke the camel's back was catching him with the gay porn videos. I hit the roof I was so angry! He tried to explain it away, trying to use my fetish for watching male-on-male sex as his reason for trying to find something to get “us” in the mood to have sex. He even called himself proving it by fucking my brains out while watching the video.

I'll admit, that was one of the hottest nights of sex we'd ever had, but my intuition kept tingling as though something wasn't right.

Watching him and tiger together was a surreal moment. While it did turn me on, it sickened me because it was “my” husband who was involved. I simply wasn't mentally evolved enough to deal with it, as hypocritical as that may sound. By then, we were more like roommates than husband-and-wife, and I shouldn't have cared, but I did. We were together for ten years, and you simply don't throw that away overnight.

Hearing him say he was in love with tiger would have ripped my heart out, if I were still in love with him. Yes, I loved him…I always will…but everything he did to stay in Sin's good graces pushed me further away from him and into the arms of my D/s family.

“What's wrong, baby girl?” He saw the look in my eyes and instinctively knew something was wrong. My heart smiled when I saw the concern in his eyes. “I thought you were going to take the yacht to Nassau to enjoy the city?”

He sat down on the couch and I straddled his lap in moments, kissing him before he could adjust and figure out what was going on with me.

“sajira…precious…wait…stop.” He tried to slow me down, but I didn't want to stop. I wanted the negative thoughts in my head to be erased. “Stop, baby…stop…talk to Me.”

He finally managed to get a tight grip on my arms, holding me in place. It took everything within me to keep the tears at bay, but the moment he forced me to look at him, I completely lost it. I couldn't hide my true emotions or thoughts from him, or from Goddess, for that matter, because they'd trained me so intensely that it became second nature to be an open book.

He let my arms go and I wrapped them around his neck as his arms locked around my waist to keep me from moving. I wasn't going anywhere, and I didn't
want
to go anywhere. If I could've stayed within the safety of his arms for the rest of the day, I would've been content.

He waited for the tears to subside before he asked his first question. “What's this about, sajira? you've never been so desperate.”

“i want these evil thoughts in my head to go away, Daddy.” I couldn't stop sounding like a teenager around him, but I didn't
care. I wanted
him
to make it all better. “i'm all out of sorts, and i'm losing focus.”

“Listen to Me, baby.” He caressed my face, knowing from past experience it would calm me down and have my attention focused on him. “This storm will pass, and we will be there to help you through it. lynx will be dealt with, wait and see.”

“But i want these feelings to go away now!”

“I know you do, baby, and I have just the thing to help with that.” His smirk had me wet already.

My ears perked up when I heard that. My body took notice of his manhood rising between my legs, straining against the fabric of his shorts. He was turned on, but he needed to know if I was okay first.

I would be, as soon as I took the Chairman out and proceeded to give him my latest oral presentation.

“What do You have planned for me, Daddy?” I cooed in his ear. I was in full-blown, teenage baby-girl mode now, and there was nothing either of us could do to stop it. “Is it something tasty for me to suck on?”

He laughed as he slid my hand to feel the answer to my question. My eyes widened and I licked my lips in anticipation of his next command. “you'd like that, wouldn't you, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I slipped off his lap, tugging at the waistline of his shorts, trying my best to keep from looking like I was rushing to give my presentation. “I haven't had him all week and i'm already wet with thoughts of having him enjoy my oral presentation.”

“Mmmmm, damn, baby, you have Me weak.” He leaned back against the cushions, lacing his fingers in my hair. I had him where I wanted him, and I didn't want him to say or do anything. All he needed to do was lie back and let me do all the work. “If you keep this up, you're gonna put Me to sleep.”

“You know i wouldn't have it any other way, Daddy,” I purred as I slipped his shorts off. His shaft sprang to life once freed, and I didn't know whether I wanted to suck him or ride him, I was so horny I didn't care which one I did first! “Your wish is my command; my body is Yours to control and enjoy.”

The next thing I knew, he lifted me off my knees and I was on top of his lap again, my pussy inches away from being completely engorged with his girth. “your body will be pleasing to a few tonight, My sexy girl.”

“A few?” I asked, gritting my teeth as I slid down on top of him. God, he felt so full inside me, and I hadn't hit the base of his shaft yet.
Fuck
. “As long as I get You at the end, I don't care, Daddy.”

He took control of my hips, moving me up and down slowly, making me feel every single inch of him, my body trembling with each downward stroke to feel him deep inside of me. His hands were so damn strong, for a moment, it felt like he had total control of my body, moving me the way he saw fit.

“I'll be there, precious, I promise.” He groaned as I squeezed tightly around his dick, determined to make him lose control and let me do the work. The grip on my hips began to loosen, enough for me to move his hands to my ass so I could really go to work.

His eyes narrowed. It was his usual tendency to alert me he knew what I was trying to do, but he never stopped me. I wasn't about to stop, not until I got what I wanted. I grinned as I felt the negativity slipping away from the recesses of my mind, replacing them with all kinds of delectable, deviant and evil thoughts of what he might command of me later tonight.

My mind was ablaze with any and all possibilities, and I secretly wished a few of my darker fantasies would be realized while in this tropical paradise. I wanted to be used and abused in every way possible, with my skin kissed by more than a few dragon tails and
bull whips being at the top of the list. I wanted to feel the stinging sensation, the near burning that came with the skin being broken as I submitted to several whips being thrown at me at once.

I was so entranced in my own thoughts I didn't realize Daddy had picked me up and had me pinned under him on the couch. The plush pillows and his drilling deep inside of me with no hesitation awoke me from the fantasies I enjoyed to realize I was still in the middle of one with him!

“Daddy, shit!” I screamed, every nerve ending at its most sensitive, begging to be released into a symphonic cascade of orgasmic waves that would threaten to take me at least twenty-thousand leagues deep. “Daddy, i'm coming!!!!”