Authors: Jan Bowles
He smiled as he opened a foil pack with his teeth and began slowly rolling a condom down his magnificent, erect penis. “Kat, you should know by now that I make all the rules. You do what I tell you to do, and what you need is a good hard fucking up against this wall. I can see it’s long overdue.” His voice was deep and sexually charged.
He cupped her chin and rubbed his thumb across her parched lips. His eyes held hers. “Now, I’m gonna spread you wide open. You need breaking in to my way of thinking.” Her pulse rate increased at the sheer intensity in his gaze. Colt raised her one leg, and then slid his hand underneath to cup her buttock. He did the same with the other leg, physically lifting her from the floor until her thighs were hooked over his forearms. The contact with his warm skin sent her senses into overdrive. Kat could feel his hard cock press deliciously against her pussy. Spread-eagled with her arms chained above her head, she had never felt more like a sexual woman.
“Colt,” she murmured breathlessly as he invaded her just an inch. She squirmed, needing more, much more.
Her whole body arched, and her head tipped back as he slowly slid inside her. He was so huge every nerve ending pulsed around him as he pressed her harder against the wall. He ground his hips against hers over and over, pumping his shaft deep inside her. His strength and vigor overwhelmed her. His masculine scent intoxicated her.
Like a piston, he drove inside her, rocking his hips back and forth until she screamed with pleasure. “Colt.”
“This is what I’ve been wanting to do since the first time I saw you. Fill your cunt with my rock hard cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Colt.”
He pumped harder still. “Who’s in charge?”
“You are.”
“Say it again.”
“You are, Colt.”
A delicious wanton feeling built inside her, and she arched her back into his deep penetrating strokes. He lowered his head and circled her nipple with his tongue, drawing the peak into his mouth, nipping at it with his teeth.
She watched his stomach muscles flex as he continued to pump his thick shaft deep inside her. Her womb seemed to pulsate and quiver, and she felt her pussy clamp down on his cock. Every nerve ending appeared supercharged as ripples of pleasure began to radiate around her body.
Colt slowed the pace, working his prick in long penetrating strokes. He stared into her eyes. Suddenly, her whole body went into a delicious spasm that twisted deep inside her pussy. “This can’t be happening.”
“It is, just go with it.”
“I can’t.”
“You can, and you will. Understand.”
Kat gasped as another ripple pulsated through her. Then it happened, one spasm after another flooded her body. She cried out, “Oh, my God, Colt.” Her breasts heaved as her stomach undulated with the most wonderful, intense pleasure imaginable.
Colt made two bold inward strokes, and his face fractured with his own release. All her emotions suddenly surfaced. The feeling of sexual failure, as far back as she could remember, lifted from her shoulders. She wanted to thank him, and hold him in her arms. Tears flowed unchecked down her cheeks at the monumental change in her life.
Kat Masters wasn’t frigid, after all.
Chapter Seven
Colt lifted Kat into his arms. He stroked her head against his shoulder. “It’s okay, Kat,” he soothed as he unclasped the manacles from her wrists. Her first orgasm had ensured her submission. Though instinctively he knew it would take a lot more than that to bring Kat Masters fully under control. The woman had a wild streak that might never be broken.
As he sat down, he nestled her against his chest. Tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto his bare flesh. He kissed her forehead and whispered, “Shh, you’re supposed to be happy.”
“I am,” she sniffled, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.
“You could have fooled me.”
She looked up with tear-stained eyes, and his heart melted. He’d only known her a short while, but already he could tell that if he gained her complete trust, and unconditional surrender, then he might just have found the perfect woman. Although, he realized if he was to win her trust, he would have to take things really slowly.
“Thank you, Colt. I guess I was a little overwhelmed by my first orgasm. I’ve always thought there was something physically wrong with me.”
“No, you just needed to make an emotional connection with the right man first.”
“I’ve had my share of lovers, so why didn’t it happen before?”
“Like I said, you need an emotional connection.” He raised her chin with his fingers and kissed her lips. “By controlling you, I heightened your arousal. Some women need the extra stimulation, visual, verbal, and physical. I guess you’re one of them, Kat.”
“Does this mean I’m your sub?”
Colt smiled into her eyes. “Girlfriend, yes, but as for sub, I don’t think you really know what that means.”
Her lips pouted petulantly. “You had me chained to the wall. If that’s not submissive, I don’t know what is.” Kat’s feistiness had already returned.
“A Ds lifestyle encompasses the entire range of BDSM practices. I think you’ll find I only used bondage. Domination was barely touched upon, and as for sadomasochism, forget it.”
“Oh, I guess you mean spanking and humiliation.”
“Kat.” He cupped her chin and forced her to look at him. “I think you need to do some serious reading on this matter, because spanking is just a light form of control. There are other far more pleasing methods of, shall we say, reaching a lover’s limits.”
Her brows drew together in puzzlement. “What exactly do you get out of it, Colt?”
He took a deep breath. He’d tell it how it is, no holds barred. “It makes me feel incredibly powerful to have complete control over a woman. And I mean complete control, Kat. When a woman trusts me enough with the pain and pleasure that they feel, that turns me on more than anything.” The immense enjoyment he experienced when they pleaded for release was simply immeasurable.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t feel able to trust anyone that much.” She touched his cheek and he turned and caressed her palm with his lips.
“Always be true to yourself. I wouldn’t want you to do anything you’re not happy with.”
“If you like extreme lovemaking, won’t it bore you being with me?”
He held her close in his arms and kissed her hair. “I like you, Kat, and I really enjoyed the sex we’ve just had. A Ds relationship is built on trust. It doesn’t happen overnight. It develops over time. Now I want you to tell me all about yourself.”
“Why?”
“I want to know everything.”
She shook her head. “I’m quite a private person, Colt. Talking about myself doesn’t come easy.” She raised her arms above her head and yawned. “It’s gone five in the morning, and I need to get some sleep.” He knew Kat was being evasive. In order to gain her compliance, he had to know everything about her.
“Very well.” He stroked his hand into her beautiful dark glossy hair. “You’re gonna stay in my bed from now on. Understand. All you have to do is tell me something new about yourself, every night, just before you go to sleep, that’s all I ask.”
“I wouldn’t know where to start.”
“You can start at the beginning when you first left Fairfax.”
* * * *
Kat felt a serene calmness as Colt carried her up the short flight of stairs. It was strange she felt so calm, considering he wanted to know everything about her, things she’d never told anyone before.
She giggled when he pushed open the door to the bedroom with his foot. The whole room was painted an opulent red and bordered on being gothic, with large, ornate mirrors and fine white drapes on the windows. “I might have known you’d have some handcuffs.” Two sets hung from his big cast-iron bedstead. When he set her down on the bed, she pointed at the walls. “I guess Angie, your ex, had something to do with the decoration.”
He smiled and tossed the handcuffs into the bedside drawer. “Amongst other things. How did you know?”
“A hunch. Downstairs is very tasteful, but this is terrible.”
He laughed. “Did you just insult my ex-girlfriend?”
“Yes. If you want me to stay here, I’m going to redecorate.”
“Not to your taste?”
“No.” She guessed it was okay, but she just didn’t want to feel his ex-girlfriend had any roots left here. The idea of lying in a room that Angie had created just didn’t do it for her. Kat figured that she was really jealous of his ex.
He pulled back the covers and slid inside the bed. “Come on in. We’ll talk about that in the morning.”
Kat settled in the bed, and he put his arm around her, drawing her against his naked flesh. He felt so warm as his whole body spooned against her back. She closed her eyes and breathed in. “Oh, Colt, your powers of recovery are remarkable. I can feel it pressed between my ass cheeks.”
“You bet, honey.” He leaned across her and switched off the bedside lamp, sending the room into total darkness. It made her doubly aware of him. “So, you left Fairfax when you were eighteen. Still just a girl, really.”
“That’s right. I think I had about a hundred dollars to my name. I’d been saving for years, doing small jobs around the neighborhood. To finally be able to leave the place that had caused so much distress felt like bliss. Fairfax is a godforsaken hole.”
“Go on,” he urged.
“I took the Greyhound to Pasadena. I figured it was as good a place as any to start afresh. Things started to look up when I found a job at the local Walmart store. It didn’t matter to me what job I did, just so long as I could support myself. I managed for six months on my own, and then I met Bobby.” Kat could feel her whole body stiffen just mentioning his name. She guessed Colt could feel it, too, because he began stroking her arm with light caresses of his fingers.
He kissed her cheek. “What did Bobby do?”
“He was an assistant manager at the store. I was just gaining in confidence.” She breathed in. “With the money I was earning I was able to buy some neat clothes, and I managed to get my nails and hair done. I was flattered when Bobby took an interest. He was really good-looking. Bobby was twenty-one and had gorgeous green eyes. He seemed so worldly compared to me. I’d always been the geeky girl at school. You know, the one with bad hair, unfashionable clothes, and thick glasses. The other girls considered me an oddball. No boy ever invited me to the senior prom.” Her voice cracked. She didn’t want to remember anymore. “Can’t I leave the rest until tomorrow, Colt? I’m tired out.”
He held her tighter in his arms. “I’m sure if you tell me, you’ll feel better.”
“I don’t think so, but here goes. I was a virgin when I met Bobby. I didn’t know what to expect. One evening he invited me back to his place. Bobby liked to play rough. I guess he didn’t like it when I changed my mind and wanted to leave. He sort of calmed down after that and suggested I have one more drink before he drove me home. The next thing I knew, I woke up. It was seven in the morning, and my clothes were all disheveled.”
Colt exhaled a long slow breath. “He raped you?”
“I don’t know for sure. I didn’t go to the cops. I knew I’d lost my virginity, but I couldn’t remember anything about it.”
“Rohypnol, the date rape drug?”
“Looking back, yes, I think it was that, but I was only eighteen and didn’t know about such things then.” Kat remembered the utter feeling of loneliness that had descended on her afterward. “I left the store soon after the incident. I couldn’t stand working with him.”
“Why didn’t you come back home to Fairfax?”
“Things became complicated.”
Colt stroked a hand down her arm, and she turned into his embrace. Although her eyes were open, she could only just make out the outline of his shape in the darkness. Even though she couldn’t see him, she took great comfort from his nearness. He made her feel far safer than she’d ever felt before. “How complicated?” he asked eventually when the silence between them drifted into minutes.
The idea of continuing the conversation into the early hours of the morning just didn’t appeal to Kat. Her whole body felt stiff and not relaxed. Some things were best left unsaid. “I’ve kept to my side of the bargain, Colt. I don’t want to say anymore.”
“Okay, baby,” he whispered close to her ear. His hot breath fanned against her neck as he spoke. “I’ll hold you tonight. I’ll keep you safe.”
Kat closed her eyes and held her breath. She didn’t want to become emotional. She turned on her side and bit her bottom lip, holding everything in check. The past threatened to break through her defenses. The dam of indifference she’d placed in her heart almost crumbled. In silent determination, she clenched her fists into tight balls. Her self-control hardened as a tear slid down her cheek and fell onto the pillow. Just because Colt had been nice to her, it didn’t mean she had to reveal all. Some things were best left unexplored. That way they couldn’t hurt you.
Colt’s strong arms wrapped around her and she melted back against his torso. “I’ll look after you, Kat. Nothing can harm you now.”
She breathed in. If only she could trust him enough to believe that. Life would be so simple.
Chapter Eight