Thrusting delicately, I eventually managed to get them all the way in, preparing her to take me. After giving her a few deep thrusts, I removed my fingers, causing her to whimper in protest, which made me slap her other cheek in warning.
My little subbie needed to learn to take what she was given without begging for more.
Grabbing hold of my cock, I trailed the head of it up and down her crack before lining it up with the slippery rosette. Even though I had prepped her, it would still be a battle to get in her tight hole and uncomfortable for her. One hand dipped around her leg to return to teasing her clit as my other one planted firmly on the top of her ass. Slowly, I pushed forward until her body opened up, welcoming me into its warmth.
“Oh,” Alix gasped, and a shiver worked its way down her back. Still she didn’t move, but I could see her hands fisted into the bed sheets.
Pulling out gently, I thrust back in, slightly deeper. Little by little, I sank my dick into her ass while teasing her clit the whole time. By the time my hips pressed against her beautiful bottom, she was moaning while rocking back and forth on her knees.
“Sir. Please. I need to come,” Alix cried as she turned her head to try to look at me.
“Not yet, you don’t,” I snarled, releasing her clit from its torture. Digging both hands into her hips, I pulled back and let loose on her. I’d been as patient and caring as I could. The beast demanded to be let free and I let him take over, pounding into her ass relentlessly.
With each thrust, the harness shoved the dildo in and out. Alix was getting well and truly fucked. The first time with her had been nice, but that wasn’t what I had been talking about when I told her she’d never forget our first time. Me taking her ass while my seed was still being shoved deep in her pussy. That was what I had been talking about. Making sure she was marked in every way possible. She was mine. Even little bits of my come were down her throat from her sucking my dick so well. I would make sure to fill her throat with my seed soon to make sure she remembered whose cock owned her body.
All I had left was to learn every part of her beautiful mind and make it mine as well. I had already started working on that.
“Master. Please,” Alix whined.
Since I could feel my own release growing near, I growled, “Come, Precious.”
The shriek that left her made my balls tighten with pride and my own orgasm washed over me as I spilled inside her. Once I could feel my legs again, I sadly pulled my dick from her before quickly undoing the harness straps and easing the dildo from her pussy.
Alix’s knees slid out from under her and she lay still for a few moments before slowly rolling over to gaze at me. “Amazing.” Her eyelids slowly closed before opening again.
“I need to go, but there is one thing I would like to do first,” I said, pulling on my briefs again.
“What’s that?” Alix breathed, taking longer to open her eyes.
I retrieved an item from my trouser pocket before dropping them back to the ground again. Returning to the bed, I sat next to her. “Something I’ve been wanting to return to you.”
I held up a hand, letting the strand of pearls drop from my fingers to swing between us.
“More pearls.” Alix smiled.
“No. These are your pearls. The first strand. Your collar. The ones you are never to take off. The other ones can be added or taken off whenever you’d like, but these are to always stay on unless I take them off or you decide you no longer want to be my submissive.” Using both hands, I clasped the necklace around her neck before pulling her hair out from it. “They look beautiful. You make them beautiful.”
“Thank you, Master,” Alix exhaled as she trailed her fingers along the strand.
Chapter 3
Alix
After Master gave me back my necklace, he redressed before leaving me on the bed with a soft kiss to my forehead. I was worn out. Never before had I been so thoroughly fucked or so incredibly relaxed. There was a peacefulness surrounding me that made me never want to move.
Eventually I managed to make myself get out of the bed and go home. I didn’t want to, but it wasn’t as much fun to be in our playroom when Master wasn’t there. Not to mention it had to be the middle of the night or extremely early morning hours. At least I didn’t have to work tomorrow so I could spend all day at home in my bed.
Except by the time I pulled into my driveway, I realized I had multiple texts that I would have to answer before crashing. Most of them were from Jennifer, who apparently had a lot to say. The last one was from Master. I responded to his first. He’d simply asked me to let him know when I got home.
I am now home. Thank you for my necklace back. I missed it. I can’t wait for our date.
Falling back onto the couch, I opened the string of messages from Jennifer. She was rambling on and on about her night and how crazy it was and how she’d happened to run into this guy she’d hooked up with in the past. After many long messages, I made it to the most recent one.
I’m glad you found the man who knocked your socks off again. Long night here. Just getting to bed. Talk to you later.
Yawning, I tried to find the energy to make it to my bedroom. Instead, I leaned over and kicked my feet up on the couch so I was lying down. As my eyes drifted closed, my phone alerted me to an incoming text. It was from Master.
I look forward to it as well. Does tonight work for you?
I don’t have to work so it would be perfect.
Send me your address and I’ll be there at six to pick you up.
I quickly entered my address and sent it to him before tucking the phone under one arm as I drifted off to sleep. I meant to listen for a return message, but my body had other ideas and I was out cold in seconds.
When I awoke it was definitely past noon from the way the sun shone through the curtains. A glance at the clock let me know I still had hours before John was due to show. Knowing I had a date with nothing except work clothes in my closet, I hurriedly put on clean jeans with a t-shirt and drove to a nearby strip mall, where there were a few boutiques.
It took much longer than I wanted, but I finally found a dress that I felt comfortable yet sexy in. Long, lace sleeves made me feel covered even though there was a low dip in the back of the dress.
After rushing home, I showered before blowing my hair completely straight. Slipping the dress on, I admired it in the mirror for a moment, noting that the mid-thigh length was just sexy enough for me. I knew I didn’t have much time left so I hastily put on darker than normal smoky eyeshadow with eyeliner. A dash of mascara and lip gloss finished my look. As I stepped into a pair of four-inch black heels, the door bell rang.
I practically ran to the door, then forced myself to take a deep breath and run a hand through my hair before opening it. There he was.
John was dressed in a perfectly-tailored suit that showed off his lean, muscular body. It was almost sinful simply to look at him, he looked that good. As soon as he saw me, a smile spread over his face and he stepped forward.
“Alix,” he said in that husky, delicious voice with a slight British accent.
“John,” I fought the urge to look down as my nerves skyrocketed. I had tried not to think about it all day, but I was finally getting the one thing I’d wanted for so long.
“Can I come in?” he asked, yet took another step closer, knowing I wouldn’t refuse him.
“Absolutely.” I opened the door wider to accommodate his larger frame. Once he was through, I closed it and leaned back, taking deep breaths.