Through the Dom's Lens (4 page)

His
dark skin was such a contrast to her pale complexion, and she swallowed hard,
mesmerized by the sight.

"What
about
Maddy
?"
She hated how
wobbly her voice sounded, but she couldn't invade on her sister's territory,
and she wouldn't just be a convenient fuck, no matter how attracted she was to
him.

"What
about her, pet?"

He
nudged her chin up with his free hand, and she shivered under the intensity of
his quiet regard.

"You
and her?"

He
smiled, and every feminine cell in her body sighed in submission at the sheer
sinful nature of that grin.

"I
met your sister years ago when she was starting in the model industry. We had a
brief and mutually satisfying affair. I haven't seen her in years, though I've
followed her career with interest. She's done well for herself, even if she's
too thin these days." His smile deepened when she couldn't help but react
to that, and he trailed the hand on her leg higher up her thigh. Sally opened
up for him automatically, and she bit back a groan when his fingertips grazed
her wet slit.

He
removed his hand and held his glistening digits up for her to see and then
sucked the tips clean. Her stomach tightened at his groan of appreciation.

"I
knew you'd taste delicious, pet, and I love how wet you are for me already,
when we've barely started."

She
opened her mouth to say something, anything to defuse the sexually charged
atmosphere between them, but, really, what was there to say? Her body gave her
away as surely as though she'd have hung a neon sign around her neck, blatantly
advertising her arousal.

"I
phoned her to ask her what she was playing at. She knew I'd realize immediately
that you weren't her, and do you know what she said?"

His
voice dropped an octave, his accent thickening, and blood rushed in Sally's
ears, as her body drew tight in need. She could come from listening to his
voice alone. Deep, dark, and sensual it pulled her under until she was ready to
do just about anything for him. He clearly knew the effect he was having on
her, because he smiled and balled his hands into her hair to tug her head back.
Junsako leant in closer and inhaled against the rapidly beating pulse point in
her neck, and then licked a path up to her ear. His hot breath skittered across
her senses, and she closed her eyes against the myriad of sensations assaulting
her when he whispered in her ear.

"Ask
me what she said, pet."

Sally
swallowed several times to get her voice to work and then somehow squeaked her
question.

"What
did she say?"

"That
she was sorry to deceive me, but that you needed taking care of. She also said,
and I quote, ‘
Sally is a born sub, and she needs to get laid. I wouldn't
trust anyone but you with my little sister, so take care of her.’"

Sally
pulled away from him to be able to see his expression, but she could read
nothing but sincerity in his amazing eyes, and for the second time this evening
her world tilted a little.

"Are
you telling me she made herself ill on purpose so that she could send me
instead?"

Junsako
shrugged his massive shoulders and pulled her back until he could sink his
teeth into the soft flesh of her ear lobe. The sharp sting shot straight to her
clit, and she pulled a shuddering breath into her lungs.

"As
to that, you would have to ask her. I wouldn't put it past her. She's always
been impulsive, as I'm sure you know, and forgive me, but I really don't care
too much about the mechanics." He delivered little bites along her neck,
his teeth just sinking in enough to cause the most delicious erotic pain that
meant her nipples hardened, her breasts grew heavy, and her pussy grew so wet
it was getting uncomfortable.

"Now,
if that covers all your objections, I'm mighty hungry, and I want to eat."

Chapter Four

Sally's
heartbeat went into overdrive, and her breaths grew shallow. Her amazing tits
rose and fell in rapid succession, and even through the cover of the soft
blanket Junsako could see her nipples firm into hard little beacons. He could
smell the sweet musk of her arousal, laced with her nervousness. His little
subbie
was thinking too much.
His?

Junsako
shook his head at his fanciful notions, but there was no denying the connection
between them. She didn't know him, yet the trust in her expressive eyes blew
him away. Then again,
Maddy
had said she'd found the
collection of articles on his work that Sally had collected, so maybe that
explained her willingness to trust him.
That and her sister's
approval, of course.

He
made a mental note to send
Maddy
a huge bunch of
flowers and to speak to her agent about an exclusive shoot with her. The man
had pestered him about that often enough, as a major designer was starting a
fetish line, and had decided that she wanted Junsako to shoot the pictures.

Sally
moaned softly as he kissed her shoulder and tugged at the blanket, and he
pushed all thoughts of business to the back of his mind. Right now, he wanted
to enjoy his new pet. He wanted to hear her scream his name until any thought
of leaving him would flee.

"Let
go, my lovely, and lie down on the blanket for me instead."

She
swallowed hard, but she did let go and lie back.

"
Wh
-
what
are you going to do?"

He
took her hands and kissed each one and then lifted them high above her head
until they touched the headboard. Junsako brought out the hidden wrist
restraints and wrapped her fingers around them.

"I'm
going to restrain you with these, pet. They are quick release, so no need to
panic."

A
shudder went through her frame, and she exhaled in a whoosh when he wrapped the
first Velcro cuff around her wrist, and the other.

"Color?"
he asked.

"Green,
Sir." Her voice was barely above a whisper, and again he marveled at how
instantaneous her response was to being restrained.

"That's
my girl. Spread your legs for me, so I can cuff your ankles, too. I want you
still for this."

"Yes,
Sir."

She
complied immediately, and he repeated the process with her ankles. By the time
he was done her body was covered in the fine sheen of arousal, and the most
adorable blush heated her cheeks.

He
stepped back to admire his handiwork, and pulled his shirt over his head in one
fluid move at the same time.

Sally
gasped, and the open admiration with which she ran her gaze over his chest
appeased his inner cave man. Junsako wasn't a vain man, but seeing her eyes
darken in lust and the way her gaze snared on his groin and she licked her
lips—yeah, that was a hell of a turn on.

 
He checked one last time to make sure her
restraints weren't too tight, and then crawled up the bed, dropping kisses
along her soft skin. The pink flesh of her pussy called him, and he indulged
himself by licking her slit once. With her legs spread wide open he had the
perfect view of her cunt. Puffy and oh so wet, her labial lips opened to him,
and he groaned as her unique taste invaded his mouth. Her little nubbin swelled,
and her thighs tensed when he blew against it and then looked up at her.

Their
gazes locked, and she yanked on her restraints when he kissed the quivering
folds of her tummy and then withdrew. Sally had soft curves in all the right
places, and it took all of his willpower to not yank down his jeans and drive
his throbbing cock into her soft flesh and seek his release.

However,
his pleasure could wait. He wanted to worship every one of his Sally's generous
curves, until he knew she believed him when he said she was beautiful.

"Ready
to be devoured, pet?" he asked, and Sally's eyes grew huge again. She
tensed when he approached with the food dishes, and he bent to kiss her. It was
supposed to be a mere brush of his lips against hers, meant to reassure, but
once there he just had to take possession of her mouth. Sally kissed him back,
and he fucked her mouth with his tongue until he had to pull away or lose what
little control he had left. Damn it, if she didn't call to him like a siren of
old, though. There was so much leashed passion in her that she literally stole
his breath.

She
jumped as far as her restraints would let her, which wasn't far at all, when he
laid a path of food along the valley of her breasts.

"Relax,
pet. This is just warm now. It won't hurt you. Shut your eyes for me and just
feel."

Her
eyes fluttered shut, and with every new scoop he put on her skin she relaxed
further.

He
covered her nipples, drew a pattern across her belly, and then built a little
mountain on her shaven mound. Bits of rice fell into her wet slit and stuck to
her sensitive flesh, and her pussy contracted in front of his eyes.

"You're
so beautiful, my love."

****

His
reverent tones soothed the last flutters of nervousness away and bathed her in
the glow of his approval before the first swipe of his tongue made her forget
anything else.

With
infinite care and agonizing slowness he licked his dinner off her body.
Starting with the trail he left between her breasts he showed his appreciation
of the food and her body with his husky words delivered in Japanese. Somehow,
not knowing what he was saying made the whole thing hotter. Sally had to see
what he was doing, so she forced her eyes open, and watched his dark head as he
paid homage to her curves, her need for him climbing with every lick and nip of
his teeth. When he ran his tongue down the underside of her breast and then
closed his mouth over the food hiding her stiff nipple, she lost the fight with
herself and shut her eyes again.

"That's
my girl. Relax for me." His hot breath felt cool on her moist skin, and
she shivered and let her head fall back. She arched her back automatically when
he ran his tongue around her areola again and again, until he finally sucked
the tip of her throbbing nipple into his mouth and suckled hard. The leftover rice
in his mouth created delicious friction, and the slight pain shot darts of
white hot arousal to her clit, as though it was attached to her nipples by
invisible string. More of her wetness seeped out of her desperately clenching
pussy as her body drew taut.

She
thrashed her head from side to side, and she could feel his smile in the kisses
against her sweat slicked skin as he swapped to the other breast.
 
He repeated his sweet torture on the other
side, whilst rolling the other nipple between his fingers.

The
dual sensation was almost too much, and Sally yanked on her restraints,
desperate to touch him. She didn't recognize the needy sounds coming from her,
as she pleaded with him to go faster, to
please, please
make her come.

The
sharp sting to her thigh hurt, as he what? Bit her? Her head flew up, and her
eyes opened when he delivered several openhanded swats to her outer thighs,
hard enough to bring tears to her eyes.

"You
will not rush me,
girl
." The edge of steel to his voice did strange
things to her insides, and the disapproval in his voice cut her to the quick.
She blinked the tears away, and his harsh expression softened at her whispered,
“Sorry, Sir."

"Better,
pet, better.
You're new to this, so I shall let that pass. And
I'm hungry still, so lie still and let me eat you."

The
sinful images those last words painted in her mind stoked her arousal to fever
pitch again, and she could do nothing but take what he gave. He followed the
trail of rice down her tummy, paused to dip his tongue into her belly button
repeatedly, and then finally nibbled the little mountain of her mound. Her
pussy
spasmed
and her clit contracted as more rice
trickled into her slit, and his hot breath so close to where she needed him,
had her teetering on the edge.

She
was so wet that her juices trickled down the cleft of her ass cheeks, and she
tried to squirm, but his hand on her belly stopped her.

"Do.
Not.
Move."

The
deep almost growl against her mound had everything in her tighten in need, as
Junsako ate the last bit of foods off her vulva. He raised his head briefly,
and the intensity of his dark eyes took her breath away. It pinned her in place
until the whole world narrowed, and all she was aware of was him.

"You
may come as often as you like…"

And
with those ominous words he attacked her pussy like man starved of sustenance.
She was so worked up that the first swipe of his tongue against her sensitive
bud had all the tightness inside her explode in an orgasm that stole her voice
and seemed to go on forever. Every time she came down from her high, Junsako's
clever tongue and fingers pushed her right back up the rungs of arousal, until
she couldn't think straight and time lost all meaning.