Writes of Submission (14 page)

He let his last comment hang in the air between them, watching her fidget and wondering how long she would be able to wait. It was less than a minute later that she burst out, “Okay. What problem?”

He smiled. “I thought you would never ask. The guys in our story are still über rich. They’re not regular guys at all.”

She was so cute when she got upset. He just couldn’t help himself. He had to tease her a little. Her face went white and then red and she sputtered, “But you said I could keep them that way. They feel rich to me. They don’t want to be poor. I don’t want to be poor. Everyone wants them to be rich.”

He nodded philosophically. “Stick with me, kid, and you will be. Now, I
am
a firm believer in listening to your characters. If you fight them on important issues, they will get even, trust me. However, as I remember the conversation, they got to stay rich as long as you did a scene with us and then wrote about it. You agreed to do it, but so far all we’ve done is ogle each other while dislocating limbs in Dante’s torture class.”

“Now? You mean now?” Her voice was a squeak, her eyes wide and round in horror.

“Yes, now.”

Dante rose from his seat. “Guess that’s my cue to exit stage right.”

“I thought we’d straightened that all out earlier.” Kane raised his eyebrows as he spoke, his voice almost visibly hardening until each word rang like steel.

“I don’t want to intrude,” Dante said, hesitating. “Are you sure you want me there?”

Kane pointed to the dark green T-shirt he had changed into after the yoga experience. He was pleased to see both of them staring at the words “Trust me. I’m not a doctor, but I play one on TV.” Chuckling, he looked from one to the other. “Have either of you changed your minds?”

“No. I just don’t want to interfere.”

“For the last time, you’re
not
interfering. It would be pretty hard to teach her about threesomes with only two people,” Kane pointed out. “By definition it takes three. You’re kind of required.”

“Well, far be it from me to throw a monkey wrench into the math lesson.” Dante laughed nervously.

At the stunned look on Nikki’s face, Kane smiled at her. “Relax, there are no monkeys—or math—in the scene, I promise. Of course, if you’ve changed your mind, there are no trust fund babies either. The choice is yours. We can make the story work either way.”

He waited as she stared at him for a long minute, obviously trying to decide how to react. Finally she nodded. “Okay, I’m in.”

“I don’t want you claiming you were forced into anything later,” he said sternly. “We can make this work with regular guys and only me writing the sex scenes, but I think you’ll regret not trying this at least. It really will make your writing stronger and more believable.”

She sat up straighter in her chair and placed her hands firmly on the table. “No, you’re right. I’m a big girl and I have to at least see what it’s all about. It’s just—”

He tilted his head. “Just?”

She blushed. “Nothing too crazy, okay?”

“Beautiful, this lifestyle is all about consent and negotiation. I promise I won’t do anything to cause you harm. Do you believe me?”

She looked deeply into his eyes and he could see some of her hesitation give way to the beginnings of excitement. “Yes, Kane.”

Kane motioned for Dante to come closer. “Now, normally we would have an extensive negotiation about what the scene will entail, and we did a little of it earlier. In this case, however, I want to leave most of the BDSM stuff for later and focus on the ménage experience. It should help you to see what submissiveness can feel like. If you will trust me, I will design tonight’s activities and we will get into more in-depth negotiation aspects another night.”

Nikki looked apprehensive, but both of them nodded in agreement. “Thank you. Now, if you have no objection, Nikki, I would like for us to use your room this time. Is that okay?”

“Sure. Why?”

“I’m hoping that being in as familiar a place as possible will help you relax and enjoy the evening. It should be both fun and educational.”

“All right.”

“Excellent. Then let’s get up there and, as they say, ‘Get this party started.’” He stopped to grab a small duffel bag from the floor next to his chair as he followed them from the dining room and up the stairs.

Chapter 12

Kane closed the door and turned to the two standing nervously in front of him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, holding it for a second before slowly releasing it through his nose. As the last of the air escaped, he opened his eyes, took another breath and spoke in the firm, commanding tone of an experienced Dominant. “Get undressed, please. You may leave your underwear and bra on, but everything else comes off.”

Dante immediately stripped down to a pair of bright red briefs. Nikki hesitated, plucking at the hem of her shirt. Stepping directly in front of her, Kane placed a hand on either side of her face and tilted it up until she was looking into his. He switched to the voice so many submissives had responded to in the past. “You are beautiful, Nikki. You have nothing to fear. I will let nothing harm you.”

Seeing her resistance starting to thaw, he went on. “For tonight, you belong to us. You are desired and wanted. Do you understand?” His thumbs began softly stroking her jaw line in time with his words.

It took a minute, but she began to respond. Her half-lidded eyes and dreamy smile confirmed that he was reaching the natural submissive he knew was buried inside of her. He allowed his thumbs to continue their movement and instructed, “Now, take off your clothes, gorgeous. Leave your bra and panties on if you want. I would love for you to be as comfortable as you are willing to be, but I need you to get undressed now.”

He stepped back slightly to give her room and watched as she obeyed. Slowly she lifted the thin blouse over her head and tossed it to the side with only a slight hesitation.

“Good girl. You’re doing wonderfully.” He knew it would be easier for her the first time if he could help her sink deeper into the subspace she was obviously floating in at his tone and words.

Next she slid her shorts down her legs and kicked them to one side. When she had straightened back up, he continued, “You are amazing, Nikki. So sexy.”

Kane had spent a lot of time learning to read body language and he could see from the expression on Nikki’s face that she was trying to make a decision about something. He hoped he hadn’t taken her too far. Then a resolve settled into her eyes and she looked straight at him. Silently she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, allowing the lacy garment to fall to the ground at her feet.

Closing the half step distance between them, he twined his fingers into the hair on either side of her head and brought their faces so close they almost touched. He stopped as his lips just met hers and whispered into her mouth, “You are amazing. Thank you.”

Before she could answer, he pressed forward, bringing their lips into full contact. He was gentle at first, pressing his lips against hers tentatively. But when she responded, they quickly became more heated. He allowed his kiss to become firmer, his tongue invading her mouth while his right hand gripped the hair at the back of her head. He tugged at it, then released just as quickly. Her breath went out in a rush and he had to catch her as her knees buckled a little.

He broke the kiss and supported her until she was steady again. “You, my dear, are absolutely gorgeous.”

He became aware of Dante shifting his feet in the background. Turning, he said, “Okay, climb up onto the bed and sit with your legs spread. You might want to adjust yourself now while you still can.”

The other man did as directed and he turned Nikki to face Dante so she could watch as he reached into his underwear and straightened his quickly stiffening cock. Kane was pleased to see that she didn’t shy away from seeing the hardened tip of the young man’s dick peeking over the waistband of his jockeys or the way Dante’s eyes were glued to her bare tits. He didn’t blame Dante at all. Nikki’s breasts were smaller than he had guessed, but were perfectly shaped with sexy little nubs set in the tight, pink circle of her areolas.

Breaking the tableau, Kane instructed, “Nikki, crawl up there and sit between his legs facing out.”

Once she was in place, he opened the duffle bag and pulled out several coils of rope. Seeing the surprised look on both of their faces he said, “I think you’ll really like this. Many people have told me that the ropes give them a feeling of security that they never expected. Now Nikki, snuggle back into Dante.”

When she had pressed her back to the front of the other man, Kane smiled. “Nikki, place your right hand over your left breast and your left hand over your pussy.”

Nikki gave him a questioning look.

“Trust me, beautiful. Do as I say.”

Slowly her hands took the places he had indicated. He nodded his approval at her. “Okay. Now, Dante, put your hands on top of hers.”

There was no hesitation in Dante’s response. Kane watched Nikki’s face as the other man’s arms encircled her and then molded to her own, drawing her closer to his body. He seemed to make sure as much of his front was in contact with her back as possible. Nikki looked self-conscious, as if she was starting to slide out of the altered state of mind he had gotten her into earlier.

Leaning forward and bracing one arm on the bed between her spread legs, Kane placed another kiss on her lips. “That’s our girl. It feels good having him hold you like that, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.” Her voice went soft and dreamy again.

“Ah, I see a problem. I forgot to tell you how to address me tonight. I want you to call me ‘Sir.’ That goes for you too, Dante.” He continued to use the tone he had perfected with previous submissives and was pleased to see that she responded to it immediately. Dante nodded his understanding.

“Yes, Sir.” She amended her answer with only the slightest hesitation. Kane smiled to himself. It wouldn’t take much to get her used to calling him that.

“Wonderful.” He turned to Dante. “Lean forward, please. I need to move those pillows for a few minutes. I’ll put them back when I’m done.” He then pulled them away from the pair and noticed Dante’s hips hunch into Nikki’s ass as he moved. He suspected the movement wasn’t actually necessary for what he had asked, but he could hardly blame the man. His own dick was already hard enough to drive a six-inch spike through a board, and he wasn’t even touching that sexy ass like Dante was. The slight smile on Dante’s face told him he had guessed right.

Kane looped the coils of rope around and around the pair on the bed, binding them together tightly, making sure his fingers trailed across Nikki’s skin as much as possible. She sighed and closed her eyes, obviously enjoying the sensual touch. Kane smiled and went a little slower, prolonging the contact as much as possible. When he was done, Dante could no longer move his hands away from Nikki’s bare breast or panty-covered pussy even if he had wanted to—which no one was likely to believe anyway from the way his fingers kept twitching. It was obvious the man wanted nothing more than to play with the mostly naked woman in his arms, but Kane was pleased to note that Dante waited for instructions. They could make a good team to bring this shy woman into full bloom.

Once they were securely fastened together and the pillows returned to their original position, Kane said, “All righty, boys and girls. We are ready for the real fun to begin. Are you willing to do what I tell you?”

“Fuck, yeah.” Dante hunched his hips again enthusiastically.

Kane eyed him. “Is that how you are to answer me?”

“Oh, shit. Sorry, bro. I mean, Sir.”

“That’s better.”

Kane transferred his gaze to Nikki and waited.

“Yes, Sir.” There was no hesitation this time.

“Excellent. Thank you, beautiful.”

Kane withdrew a fur mitt from the bag on the floor and slipped it onto his right hand. With slow and deliberate strokes he began running the mitt across the skin of her inner thighs. Up and down her leg his hand traveled, each time drawing nearer to the combined hands covering her pussy. Her breath caught each time his hand rose, with an increasing shudder each time she released it. Stopping, he leaned forward and again brought his mouth right to the edge of hers and spoke the words directly into her. “You like this, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered back.

“You want more, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then stroke yourself for me. Make yourself come for me, baby.” He closed the remaining distance and kissed her with a heat that left him nearly breathless.

Pulling away from her, he directed Dante, “Be a gentleman and help the lady out. I bound you so your hands overlay hers. Help her use them to make herself come for us both. Don’t neglect her neck either. I have a hunch she’ll like it bitten when she gets wound up.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Kane returned to stroking her inner thigh with the mitt, watching her reaction and the movements of the combined hands on her body. He had intentionally positioned her own hands against her body to minimize any issues about being touched in intimate areas. That was why he had left her underwear on as well. He only hoped they wouldn’t be in the way and prevent her release. Leaning in, he continued to explore her mouth with his tongue as he felt her body rocking with the ministrations of both her and Dante.