Two for Alex

She ate her second bowl of ice cream while the two men looked on with amused tolerance. She’d always had a huge appetite for her petite size, and with the amazing food Daniel put on the table, she wasn’t about to waste the opportunity. For all she knew, in a week’s time she’d be back in her efficiency apartment, staring at the frozen dinners stacked like bricks in her tiny freezer.

Finally, her bowl was empty and she could delay no longer. Liam went to take a quick shower after conferring privately with Daniel for a moment about the course of the evening’s events.

Alex and Daniel now stood side by side over the open chest set against the wall where the whip collection hung. Inside were myriad toys, including wrist and ankle cuffs of both leather and steel, nipple clamps, blindfolds, collars, cock rings and the dreaded anal plugs that ranged in size from small to absurdly large, at least in Alex’s virginal estimation.

Daniel laughed. “Well, don’t you think maybe you picked the wrong type of guys if you’re not interested in anal sex?”

“I like to watch it. Just not do it,” Alex retorted.

“Have you ever tried it?”

“Well, no, but—”

“Why not?”

“Why should I? I’ve got something better.”

“Matter of opinion,” Daniel snorted, and Alex bristled. He patted her head condescendingly. “All I’m saying is don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it. You’ve been shutting yourself off from a whole realm of pleasure. Luckily for you, your sheltered days are over. Liam wants you to wear a butt plug tonight. I’m going to insert it for you while he watches.”

“No!” Alex burst out before she could stop herself. Reflexively she put her hands over her bottom. She had been permitted to put on a sundress for dinner, which she still wore, but panties and bra had been forbidden.

“No?” Daniel said. His eyes narrowed dangerously.

Alex hastened to explain. “I mean, it’s just, I’ve never done it. It will hurt. You said I wouldn’t be harmed.”

“Of course we won’t harm you, but you know as well as I do that a little erotic pain is a good thing. Don’t pretend to be so naïve. Do you want to submit to us or not? And it doesn’t have to hurt either. The key is to relax. To receive it as you receive everything from your Master—with openness and complete trust.”

He stroked her arm, his voice gentle. His expression was kind and Alex relaxed, at least a little. “I’m glad in a way you’ve never used a plug. I’m even glad you’re afraid. What I mean is, because of that, this will be a true act of submission for you. You’ll allow this to happen not because it gets you off but because it pleases us that you do so. You want that, don’t you?”

Alex looked into his earnest, expressive eyes. She thought about the way he and Liam stared into one another’s eyes with such complete understanding and mutual adoration. Was such a connection forged because of their D/s relationship? Could she ever hope to aspire to such a connection?

“Yes,” she whispered. “I do.” Though she was frightened of having that ominous-looking thing penetrate her tight nether entrance, she found herself thrilling on a primal level to the submissive aspect of it all. Perhaps she could redeem herself just a little bit in their eyes if she managed to handle this without making a fool of herself in the process.

When Liam entered a few moments later, he found Alex draped over the same wide, low stool Daniel had tied her to earlier in the day for her punishment, only this time she was lying face down, her ass pointed toward the ceiling, her hair hanging down in sheets of gold touching the rug.

She heard rather than saw Liam come in. Daniel had promised they would start with the smallest plug. Start with it. She hoped they ended with it, but she tried not to dwell on that, focusing only on relaxing her body and opening her mind to this latest bit of erotic torture.

Alex knew it might be considered odd she’d never had anal sex, given all the sexual experimentation she’d done over the years. Even Cheryl and Greg had done it on occasion, as Cheryl had confided to Alex. She’d said she kind of liked it mainly because Greg had been so excited to try it and he’d filled the room with scented candles and rose petals strewn over the bed to make it romantic for an at first hesitant Cheryl. She’d been pleased, she said, to have finally done something Alex had never tried.

She wasn’t entirely sure herself about her hesitation. A few of her lovers had suggested it, but she’d always managed to avoid it, even with dominant lovers. They had been happy enough to stick to the more traditional routes of sexual satisfaction.