He waited for the barrage of protests and excuses. Instead, to his surprise, Alex nodded, saying quietly, “I’m ready to try, Sir.” She knelt up, her hands clasped loosely in front of her, her eyes closed, lips parted, the very picture of submission.
Daniel moved close, again nudging his cock head between her lips. His erection, which had flagged somewhat at her resistance, stiffened in the warm wetness of her mouth. Again he held her head on either side as he guided himself into her throat. He felt her tense, the muscles of her throat contracting. “Easy,” he said gently. “You can do it. Take it for me. Take it for your Master. Become what you know you’re longing to be.”
She relaxed, her shoulders dropping, her jaw becoming lax. He pushed deeper and she gagged slightly but managed to control the reflex. “That’s it. Open yourself to me. Surrender yourself.”
Slowly he pulled back, reveling in her velvet tongue, which moved to caress the underside of his shaft. He didn’t pull out completely but waited while she inhaled deeply through her nose before pressing back into her throat. She gagged but caught herself, managing to stop the spasm before it took her over. Daniel was impressed despite himself. He’d expected more struggle and less grace.
He stayed lodged in her throat until she began to fidget, her face reddening. He knew she couldn’t breathe and he pulled back, this time withdrawing completely. “You have potential,” he said with a small smile. She made a face, which made him laugh. No doubt she was used to driving her straight boyfriends wild.
“Now we’ll try it again.”
~*~
Liam entered the front hall, stopping short as he saw the naked man and woman kneeling back on their haunches, their eyes downcast, their hands resting palms up on bare thighs. Daniel’s cock was erect as always, which pleased him. Was the girl as aroused? Her nipples were perking toward him but that might only be a result of the breeze stirred by the ceiling fan whirring above them.
He set down his briefcase and stepped toward his lover. Daniel had given him a full account by phone of the day’s activities, including Alex’s straying fingers, the subsequent punishment and her lesson in oral sex. Daniel had been animated as he talked, clearly excited by having his own personal slave girl to use and command. The punishment had been entirely Daniel’s devising. As Liam listened to his description, he found himself wishing he could have been there watching instead of plowing through legal documents and papers.
“I’m jealous,” he said when they spoke on the phone earlier that day. “I want to be there for all this.”
“Why don’t you then?”
“Any other week. Several deals are coming to a head. I have to be here. As it is, I’m leaving earlier than I should. Don’t worry, Saturday will be here before we know it. Anyway, I want to give you the space you need to explore your new role as a Dom without me being there to interfere.” He waited a beat for Daniel to protest, to say he wanted Liam there every step of the way.
“Okay, I guess that makes sense,” Daniel said. “And we still have the evenings together.”
Now Liam walked over to Daniel, bending down to lift his face with a finger under his chin. Daniel closed his eyes for a kiss. Liam touched his shoulder, a gesture indicating Daniel should stand. He did and Liam took him into his arms, kissing him deep and long. He loved pressing Daniel’s naked body to his clothed one. The position of power implied between them never ceased to thrill him.
He let Daniel go at last, stepping over to Alex, who remained with eyes downcast, her pretty breasts heaving slightly. On an impulse, he knelt before her and slid his finger between the spread cleft of her cunt. She gasped as he pressed a finger into the tight entrance. She was slick with desire. He laughed triumphantly toward Daniel. “Is she always this wet?”
“Always,” Daniel affirmed, grinning back. Liam smeared his wet finger along her soft cheek. They both watched with amusement as her cheeks reddened, though she managed to maintain her position, her eyes modestly downcast, her hands still resting palm up on her knees.
Liam turned away from the girl, focusing on Daniel. “What’s for dinner? It smells fantastic.”
“Eggplant parmesan, garlic bread and salad. Alex picked the herbs for the salad dressing.” He smiled briefly toward her and then addressed Liam again. “I thought that Cabernet you bought recently would go well with the meal. Oh, and I made homemade peach ice cream for dessert.”
“You spoil me. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m so glad you’re in my life.” Liam meant it. He could hardly believe this sexy, loving man wanted to tend his house, cook his food and meet his every need with submissive devotion and love. Liam was glad they’d found Alex if it made Daniel happy. By the same token, the minute she displeased him or he no longer wanted her around, she would be gone. He looked toward her now.