Two for Alex

He sat again beside her, his dark eyes glittering. Something hard in them nearly frightened her but she was too aroused to give this much credence. “I want you, Alexandra. That kiss only confirmed what I knew the moment I saw you. We are already bound together. I hope you have the courage to realize this with me.

“Let me show you what true submission is really about. Not the playacting games those men put you through for their own titillation and amusement. I’m talking about real submission. Giving yourself one hundred percent. The ultimate exchange of power. Do you have the courage, Alexandra? Do you dare?”

He reached for her, slipping his hand past her blouse and bra. Sure fingers found her erect nipple. He twisted until she gasped. She felt herself slipping and tumbling into that submissive headspace where she would do anything to please her Master. She was at once thrilled and terrified by her own strong response to him.

Still grasping her nipple, his eyes bore into her soul. “I already own you, Alexandra. Now it’s up to you what you do with it. Will you stay?”

Chapter 14

“Tell me what you need.”

“I need this, Sir.”

“Tell me.” Liam jerked at the black rope wound tight around Daniel’s cock and balls. Daniel winced and closed his eyes.

“Open your eyes. Look at me and tell me what you need, slave boy.”

Daniel’s eyes opened, the pupils dilated and rimmed with silver blue. “I need to be whipped, Sir. I need to be beaten and I need to be fucked.”

“That’s right.” Liam flicked the snake over Daniel’s bare chest, letting the tip catch the round coin of his nipple. Daniel gasped with pain but his cock betrayed him, rigid in its confines and straining toward Liam.

It was Saturday afternoon and they were in the playroom. Alex had been gone since Monday. They had talked incessantly the first two days about what had gone wrong, what had gone right and how they could fix things.

They went back and forth over whether they could really make it work with a woman in their lives. Daniel finally said the words that resonated in Liam’s heart. “It isn’t really so much can we make it work or not. It’s do we want it to? If the will is there, if the love is there, we can make anything work.”

They waited, expecting each day she would return to them, but she didn’t. After a few initial texts and calls, they let her be. She was young, they reminded each other. She needed time and space to work things through.

Now they were both coming to the sad conclusion that she wouldn’t be returning to them. Maybe it was for the best. Somehow, they would have to put the aching emptiness she’d left in their hearts behind them.

By some unspoken agreement, they stopped talking about her. Over the last several nights they threw themselves into their D/s play with ferocious passion and then fell into bed to make love until they passed out. This helped to keep memories of her at bay. It helped to try to prove they didn’t need her to be happy.

Of course they didn’t need her. They had each other. They would always have each other.

Liam refocused on the sexy naked man bound before him. His arms were pulled taut over his head, tied in several feet of thin black rope, wound round and round his arms and wrists and secured to the chain that hung from the eyehook in the ceiling. His legs were forced apart by a metal spreader bar, the ankles cuffed at each end. His cock and balls were cruelly bound with more of the black rope, the erect shaft nearly purple.

His back, ass and chest were reddened from a long, sensual flogging and now Liam was ratcheting up the pain with the snake whip. He stepped behind Daniel and flicked the whip against his ass several times in stinging succession. Daniel jerked forward. Liam massaged his aching cock. Just a little more to take Daniel right to the edge. Then he’d let him down and fuck him for all he was worth.

When he was satisfied Daniel had suffered enough, Liam dropped the snake and knelt to open the ankle cuffs. He retrieved the small footstool they used to reach Daniel’s tethered wrists. He released them from the chain and unwound the rope along the length of his arms.

Daniel sagged against him and Liam held him fast. Gently he lowered him to the ground and knelt beside him, carefully unwinding the rope from his cock and balls. Unable to resist, he took Daniel’s erect shaft into his mouth, licking and caressing it with his lips and tongue.

That curious blend of aching love and fierce dominant desire warred in him as it often did when he sexually tortured Daniel. He didn’t know whether to kiss him tenderly—suckling his cock until Daniel came, or take him cruelly, ramming his hard cock deep into Daniel’s tight ass until he came, leaving Daniel burning and begging for release.