To Love and Obey (Boundaries) (16 page)

The only place no one licked, though, was her pussy. It was the one place that really needed it, but it seemed that Adam had silently made it off limits. Damn! Her whole body was burning with sensation now and the throbbing between her legs was begging for some attention.

Then, finally, someone knelt in front of her, wedged between her legs and the wooden post, and licked some sauce from her bare, smooth mound.
Ooh yes.
Nice. Slowly, the tongue moved down to the top of her slit. It pushed past the hood of her clitoris and gently flicked over her pulsing bud. Her whole body shuddered violently but the tongue moved on, nipping her right labia then the left, before hovering over the entrance to her pussy. It lingered, tasting the chocolate. Tasting her.

She didn’t care at that moment whose tongue it was, although she hoped it was Adam’s, and she didn’t care how many people were watching. In fact, knowing she was on display somehow added to her excitement and she shamelessly tried to buck her hips forward so the tongue would press harder against her.

Then, rough lips nipped her clit and she groaned as the pain heightened her pleasure.

“Please…” she begged. She honestly didn’t care who heard her begging for this, all she knew was that she needed to come and she needed it now.

The tongue thrust deeply into her, making her cry out and her inner muscles started to contract around it. Just a little more…

But the tongue pulled out again, leaving her with tears rolling free from under the blindfold. Everyone around them was silent, waiting for her moment and she knew she wouldn’t disappoint them. She was so close now.

Teeth nibbled her labia and gently grazed her clit and the burn inside her intensified to the point of being almost unbearable. Then, suddenly, several fingers thrust deeply into her pussy at the same time as the lips clamping hard onto her clit and she screamed as she finally came in a spectacular and glorious grand finale.

As she slowly recovered and the stars in front of her eyes gradually dimmed, she was finally brought back to earth with a brutal bump when the crowd around her started clapping. Adam removed the blindfold so she could see the huge crowd surrounding her. They were all laughing and applauding. At first shame washed over her, but then she saw that their smiles were friendly and their eyes, warm.

How many of them had licked her body? Which ones? Her faces burned as her sticky body shivered in the cool air conditioning.

“Okay, guys. Show’s over,” said Adam. He swiftly unlocked the padlock and lifted the plank up, finally freeing her. Scooping her into his arms, he carried her over to a sofa and sat down with her on his knees. Someone brought over a blanket and Adam wrapped it around her chilled body. She smiled as she snuggled into his arms and savored his warmth. Wow, that had been intense.

She looked quizzically up into Adam’s face. “Was it you?” she asked. She couldn’t imagine him letting anyone else get her off like that, but still…

Adam just laughed and kissed her softly. “I guess you’ll never know.”

Later, as the crowds diminished and the music became quieter, Rachel waited for Adam to finish his brief with the Dungeon Monitors. Adam had insisted on washing her after their scene and she felt cared for and pampered as she waited for him to return. She was sitting on a high stool in the bar, chatting to Chrissie, when Victoria approached her, looking apprehensive.

“Rachel. Could I have a quick word, please?” She sounded shy. Unsure.

“Of course.” Rachel smiled warmly and patted the stool next to her.

Chrissie moved discreetly away to the other end of the bar. This should be interesting, she thought as she watched Victoria climb awkwardly onto the stool.

“I want to apologize for the way I acted before. You know, when you invited me out for a coffee.” Victoria’s hands were clenched as she spoke and Rachel could see she was clearly uncomfortable.

“No worries. Forget it.” She smiled to show Victoria there were no hard feelings, but an explanation would have been nice.

Victoria smiled back, shyly, and looked as though she was struggling for something to say.

“So, how are you enjoying the job?” asked Rachel, keen to put Victoria at ease.

“The job?” Victoria’s face was blank for a moment before she suddenly forced a smile on her face. “Oh, the job. Yeah, I love it.”

“Have you spotted any Doms you like the look of yet?”

Victoria sighed. “It’s so much harder than I thought,” she quietly. “I just don’t know who to trust.”

Rachel frowned. Something wasn’t right, here. “Victoria. What’s wrong?”

Tears welled in Victoria’s eyes and she shifted uncomfortably on her stool. “I had a bad experience. Before…” She inhaled deeply and looked at the floor as she spoke. “I was raped.”

Rachel gasped and took Victoria’s hand. “Oh, Victoria, I’m so sorry. What happened?”

“I’d rather not go into detail, but he claimed he was a Dom and that he would take care of me.” Victoria shivered as she recalled her horrific ordeal. “He violated me in every way you could imagine. Ignored my safe word and hurt me in more ways you could know. That’s why I came here. I thought it would help me get to know people. You know, who to trust…”

Rachel squeezed Victoria’s hand. “I think it’s incredibly brave, and clever, of you to get a job at Boundaries so you can move on. Most people would have hidden away and not gone near anything to do with BDSM again.”

Victoria’s face crumbled though and she whispered, “I’m not brave or clever. Just very stupid and gullible. I’m sorry.”

“For what? You don’t have to be sorry for anything, Victoria. It’s not your fault.” Rachel was furious that the poor girl thought that she was in any way to blame for what had happened.

Victoria slipped off the stool, and smiled sadly at Rachel. “You’re such a nice person.” Then, to Rachel’s amazement, she turned and ran off without another word.

How strange. Rachel frowned as Victoria disappeared from view. What the hell was going on? Victoria had just confided something deeply personal to her. That must mean that Victoria considered her a friend. So why had she run off like that? It didn’t make sense. And why would she apologize? Maybe she meant that she was sorry for the way she’d reacted over the coffee thing? But Rachel had a feeling that Victoria hadn’t told her everything. There was more to this, and Rachel was determined to find out what it was.

“Rachel? Are you ready to leave?”

Adam appeared in front of her and she blinked. She had been so absorbed thinking about Victoria that she hadn’t even noticed him approaching. That was definitely not like her. She resolved to have another chat with Victoria as soon as she could and smiled up at Adam.

“Yes, I’m ready.” She slid off the stool, waved goodnight to Chrissie and followed Adam out to the car park.

All the way home, Rachel couldn’t stop thinking about Victoria, but as soon as Rob pulled up outside Adam’s house, a nervous flutter in her stomach reminded her that she had something else to worry about. There was something very important she needed to discuss with Adam. She’d deliberately decided to wait until they got home from the club because she wanted to be on an equal footing with him, and it couldn’t wait until morning because she might bottle it by then.

They were greeted by Thor and Freya and she watched silently as Adam fed the two hungry felines.

“Would you like a hot chocolate before bed?” he asked, as he ruffled Freya’s fur affectionately.

“Yes, please.” She smiled in relief when she saw the Dom in him had gone for the night. She had a feeling he wasn’t going to like what she had to say, but with the engagement party only days away, she knew she had to say it now or she may not get another chance.

When the drinks were made, Adam carried them through to the living room and they snuggled up on the sofa. Everything was quiet. Only the ticking of the clock broke the early morning silence.

“Did you enjoy tonight?” he asked, nuzzling her neck.

“Hmm, yes. It was sexy, but I wish you’d tell me for sure that it was you who…you know.”

Adam laughed, but didn’t reply.

“Er…Adam? There’s something I’d like to say before we go to bed.” Rachel knew he’d hear the nervous edge to her voice. There was no going back now.

His eyebrows rose slightly and he pulled slightly away so he could look at her properly. “Go on.”

She cleared her throat.
Here goes
. “When we get married, I don’t want to say the words ‘to obey’ in the wedding vows.” There, she’d said it.

Adam’s face remained blank, but his voice was slightly sharp when he replied, “Why?”

Oh, shit.
“Well. We agreed that neither of us want a TPE, right? I take my marriage vows to you very seriously and I fully intend to honor them. But, I don’t intend to always obey you, because I have my own mind, my own opinions and I’ll be damned if I’m going to agree with everything you say if I don’t actually agree with you. Don’t get me wrong, when you’re the Dom—you’ll always have my complete obedience and surrender, but as your wife I want us to be equals. End of!” She took a deep breath, relieved that she had finally been able to tell him how she felt. If only she’d done that the first time around.

Adam remained infuriatingly silent and she hoped she hadn’t just started a huge argument. She remained equally silent though, deciding that it was up to him to speak first. When he did, she was surprised by the laid-back tone of his voice.

“Rachel. When did I say that I wanted to keep the words ‘to obey’ in our wedding vows?”

“Well, you haven’t, but you must have thought it.”

Adam gently took her chin in his hand and held her face so she couldn’t look away from him. “Let me remind you. I love you for who you are. I love your stubbornness, your sassiness and your spirit—everything. When it comes to sex, though, I expect nothing short of your complete surrender. Got that?”

“Yes, Sir.” Why the hell did she just address him as Sir? Duh!

He grinned, knowing she’d picked up on her Freudian slip. “This is what we’ll do. We’ll leave the ‘to obey’ out of the wedding vows, but I want a formal collaring ceremony after the wedding, where you will promise to obey when we’re in a D/s setting. I told you I wanted to collar you and I meant it. That is non-negotiable.”

God, he was sexy when he was firm. She smiled happily at him, her eyes telling him that she was more than happy with that. “Thank you, Sir.”

He grinned. “You seem to have slipped back into sub mode. I think I’ll take advantage of that and give you a good, hard spanking for your insolence.”

“Yes, please,” she sighed, and surrendered herself completely as he pulled her in for a deep, hard kiss.

Chapter Twelve

It was the night of the engagement party and Rachel was as excited as a child going to the funfair. Adam had told her they were leaving home extra early, and she had spent nearly two hours getting ready in anticipation of going somewhere special before the party. She’d tried to guess where they were going, but Adam had been annoyingly coy. Now, she looked at him in surprise as Rob pulled up outside Boundaries. It was only six o’clock and the party wasn’t due to start until nine.

“Why are we here so early?” she asked, as they climbed out of the car.

Adam walked around the car, took her chin in his hand and held her gaze firmly as he spoke, “We’re on the club premises now, so you no longer have permission to speak freely,” he said gruffly.

What the fuck?
She stomped after him into the club and couldn’t help the frown that she knew gave her discontentment away. This was supposed to be the night of their engagement party. Surely he was going to give her some leeway?

Her frown deepened as he led her into the main bar area, stopped in the middle of the dance floor then ordered her to strip.

“Why?” she challenged, crossing her arms stubbornly.

She barely had a second to think before he took hold of her shoulders and pushed her firmly to the floor. Once she was on her knees, he took a handful of her hair and glared angrily down at her.

“Because we are in the club and I have plans for you tonight. I can easily change those plans, but I’m pretty sure you won’t like the alternative version. Now, I’ll say it one more time.
Strip!
”

Oh, for fuck sake.
Why did he have to be so melodramatic? But she knew he was only putting her into the right headspace for what he had planned, and she also knew he wouldn’t have planned anything she wouldn’t enjoy, so she grudgingly gave in and started undressing.

“That’s better,” said Adam gravely. “Because of your insolence though, you will follow me on your hands and knees.”

“You mean crawl through the club?” she said, her frown returning with a vengeance.

“No, I mean you should crawl naked through Trafalgar Square. Of course, I mean through the club.” He rolled his eyes as if he couldn’t believe she’d asked such a stupid question.

But she knew it wasn’t the question that was the problem. It was the fact that she had challenged him. Again.

“Sorry,” she said sheepishly. “I just need to get my head around the fact that we’re at the club so early in the evening.” What she meant was, that she couldn’t understand why they weren’t in some fancy restaurant celebrating their engagement before the party. But she didn’t want to sound like a spoiled brat, so she leaned forward onto her hands and dutifully crawled across the dance floor, following Adam as he strode toward the aftercare lounge. The aftercare lounge? But they hadn’t even played yet.

Adam pulled the curtain across and Rachel gasped as she finally understood what he was up to. The room was full of flickering candles, creating an intimate and romantic ambiance, and rose petals covered the floor and sofas. Lots and lots of beautiful red rose petals. He picked up a couple of the plump cushions from the sofas, placed them on the floor and nodded at them.

She smiled as she crawled onto the soft cushions. She should never have doubted him. He sat down on the sofa in front of her, bent down and kissed her softly on the lips. “I’m going to blindfold you and restrain your hands, and then I’m going to feed you. I want to show you how special you are to me and how much I treasure you.”