Two for Alex

Alex nodded. She could feel her heart thudding against her ribs. Nevertheless, she was determined to obey him. Despite her nervous anticipation, she had to admit she was aroused as hell by the situation. To be naked and tied down while an extremely sexy guy touched her cunt—frankly it didn’t seem like much of a punishment.

His large hands glided over her breasts, finding and tweaking her nipples, which rose hard against his fingers. In her mind’s eye, she imagined him draping his strong body over hers, slipping his hard cock into her willing wetness…

She couldn’t help the small sigh as he moved a hand down her belly to her bare, spread cunt. Using her own juices, he lubricated her clit and rubbed in slow circles around it. Alex began to breathe hard, grunting as he thrust a finger inside her. Jesus, she was going to come. She started to close her knees but remembered his admonition to keep her legs spread. Shit, this was harder than she thought.

All at once the warm, melting pleasure he was wresting from her was replaced with a stinging pain as his hand came down hard against her spread, defenseless cunt. “Ow!” Alex screamed reflexively. Again she nearly shut her legs but somehow managed not to. He smacked her three more times in rapid succession, each blow harder than the last. Alex squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lips to keep from squealing again.

Suddenly the hard palm was again replaced with soft fingertips expertly swirling over her sensitive flesh. The sensation was heightened, her cunt still pulsing and tingling from his palm. They were in the playroom, the stool placed in the center of the room, Alex’s head leaning back toward the mirrored wall. She opened her eyes and saw upside down the image of herself, breasts pointing toward the ceiling, her hair trailing the floor, Daniel in front of her, kneeling between her knees.

She watched as his head dipped, his lips parting. Oh shit, he was going to lick her. There was no way she could avoid orgasm if he did that. Squeezing her eyes shut to block out the sexy image, Alex tried to distract herself with thoughts having nothing to do with Daniel or Liam or this whole crazy setup. She thought about her quarterly tax payment that was due next week and about the oil change her car needed. She tried to focus on the plot of the book she was working on but found she couldn’t even recall the storyline.

Pleasure coiled inside her like a spring, ready to explode. His tongue moved in long, sure strokes, alighting at last on her clit, doing a wet, hot dance as she struggled to resist the irresistible. Fuck, she whispered, aware she was going to come despite her best efforts not to. Surely, he’d planned it this way, just as Liam had ordered him not to come when she sucked his cock. Her thoughts veered toward last night, to the hot, sexy image of Liam taking Daniel’s cock deep into his throat as his hands cupped and massaged Daniel’s balls. He’d played Daniel like a fine musical instrument, controlling his pleasure with practiced ease until he gave him permission to come. But no permission was forthcoming here. Hold on, she told herself. Don’t give in.

All at once his warm, wet tongue was gone. Her spread cunt throbbed between her legs. Alex became aware of the sound of her own panting in the otherwise quiet room. She took a deep, shuddering breath. Daniel’s palm came down hard against her swollen cunt. The blow was so unexpected she forgot herself, jerking her knees closed as best she could with her ankles tethered to the stool’s legs. Just as quickly she spread them again, waiting for Daniel’s rebuke.

Instead, he unknotted the nylon rope around her ankles. She heard him move behind her. He lifted her to a sitting position. She was nearly overcome with dizziness as the blood rushed away from her head. Daniel’s arms wrapped protectively around her. Gratefully, she leaned back against him. His erection was hard against the small of her back.

“That was good,” he said softly. “You managed to control yourself for once. I should warn you, you won’t be coming for a while. Not until you show you deserve it.” Gently he tucked errant strands of her hair behind her ears. Impulsively she turned her face, trying to kiss his hand. Instead of being angry at being denied a much-needed orgasm, Alex experienced something new. A slow burn of desire had been ignited deep in her belly, something she sensed had more power and potential than anything she’d experienced to this point.

She found herself looking at Daniel differently. Instead of another submissive, Daniel had changed at that moment into a real Dom. He had punished her not because Liam had ordered him to but at his own discretion. He had been sexy and utterly masterful. She’d truly been at his mercy. This made the experience so much more intense than if he’d simply been acting on someone else’s orders.