More than a Dare (Masters Club 4)

Moving behind her, he crouched down to lock the metal cuffs around her ankles, forcing her legs wide apart. Standing, he cuffed her wrists to the second horizontal bar so her arms were extended along the backs of her thighs. The position forced her to thrust her breasts forward. She shivered, feeling at once helpless and deeply aroused.

She bit her lower lip anxiously when he brought over what looked like a small microphone stand. But instead of a mic, it held what she recognized from her favorite sex toy website as a Hitachi wand.

He had a tube of lubricant in his hand as well. He squeezed a large dollop directly on the head of the wand. He wiped the excess lube onto her spread labia, his touch sending an electric jolt of pleasure through her sex. Again crouching in front of her, he positioned the stand so that the soft head of the vibrator was nestled firmly against her clit.

He took a step back, letting his gaze move slowly over her naked body. As he did so, he reached into his jeans, the fly of which was still open, and massaged his cock through his underwear. Despite his recent orgasm, it appeared to be fully erect.

“You look so perfect there, Dahlia. Shoulders proudly back, breasts offered, legs spread wide. Here’s the deal. If you can take what I give you, you’ll be rewarded. The only rule is that you ask for permission before climax. Make sure you do, because sub girls who come without permission are soundly punished.”

A sense of the surreal settled over her. It was as if she were both in the room and watching the scene unfold as if it were happening to someone else. Too nervous to speak, she could only nod.

He left her a moment, returning with a long-handled leather riding crop dyed a rich burgundy red, along with a small remote control. She stared at the crop, her mouth going suddenly dry, her heart stuttering in her chest.

He pushed a button, and the wand vibrated to life against her forcibly spread sex in a low, steady thrum. Shivery pleasure cascaded through her, zinging along her nerve endings and stiffening her nipples. Hayden smacked her left breast lightly with the crop, leaving behind a pleasant sting. He struck the right breast with the flapping leather in a series of stinging strokes that made her catch her breath.

The head of the wand sent powerful spirals of tickly pleasure through her groin. She tried to shift so the sensation wasn’t quite so intense, but the head was too large, and too firmly pressed between her labia to allow for much wiggle room. The metal cuffs holding her in place made it impossible to move or twist away.

Then he struck her left breast again, this time directly on the distended nipple. The pain was sudden and shocking, yanking a cry from her lips and bringing tears to her eyes. This was far more intense than any fantasy she’d ever had. She’d been asking for more, and man, oh, man, was he giving it to her now. She was at once terrified and thrilled to her bones.

“Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god,” she heard herself chanting, though she’d made no conscious decision to speak. It was almost too much to bear. At the same time, she never wanted it to stop.

“Take it,” Hayden demanded in a dominant, sexy voice that left her weak in the knees. “Suffer for me.”

He smacked her other breast, drawing another cry from her lips.

“Such pretty nipples,” he commented, smacking one and then the other again and again. “They would look so nice clamped, a chain swaying between them.”

Dahlia bit her lip, determined to power through the pain. She focused instead on the pleasure between her legs. As if reading her mind, Hayden clicked the remote, ratcheting up the vibration a notch. She moaned, writhing as she struggled to handle the increased sensation. Now it was definitely too much. She could already feel the swell of a climax surging inside her.

Another explosion of pain on her left nipple distracted her, and the orgasm receded. “Fuck,” she breathed. “It hurts, Hayden. That really hurts.”

“Good,” he replied, his smile cruel.

The balance between fear and wild desire tipped in favor of fear. “I can’t,” she cried. “I can’t take any more.”

“Of course you can,” Hayden replied calmly. “Remember, with the pleasure comes the pain.” He smacked the other nipple.

She could use her safeword. She had the power to end this right now.

But something held her tongue. In spite of the fear, she was on fire with lust, her entire body in flames. While her brain wanted the pain to stop, her body needed it to continue.

She lifted her chin, determined to power through. But a whimper escaped her lips, a tear sliding down her cheek.