Requested Surrender (32 page)

“Look at me.”

He kept his hand on her head even when she tilted it back. This was the first time she’d ever seen him in a t-shirt. It was black and looked as if it had been painted on him, showcasing his chest and biceps to perfection. If she weren’t on her knees they probably would have wobbled. He was the epitome of a dark and sexy Dom, dressed as he was in the color of night.

“First I’m going to introduce you to some of my freaky stuff. I know you’re curious, and then we’re going to do some maintenance.” He touched her breast and then dragged his hand up to brush against her neck. “My marks have faded some. I like them prominent. Especially when I’m going to be looking at all of them, very closely tonight. Unclasp your hands and bring them around front so you can take this.” He held the silk bag out for her, waiting until she did. “Good, now let me help you up.”

With the heaviness of the bag in her palm, each and every position she’d imagined played like a movie reel in her head. She tried to ignore them as she stood and stepped back from the bookcase, but they wouldn’t go away. Her heart pounded and she knew, just knew, she was probably blushing right now.

As he opened the door he told her, “Everything is ready. Come on.”

He pulled her through the door, but it wasn’t until it closed behind them with a quiet
thud
, that she jumped.

“I wanted to show you these.” He made no mention of her anxiety and picked up the remote to slide that closet panel open. “Some of this stuff is for training purposes, but I’m sure you already knew that.”

She let him position her in front of him. Basking in the hard, long and warm length of him. The material of his pants and top were soft in direct contrast with the leather and steel of his belt that pressed into her back. He wound his arms around her and rested his chin on top of her head. It was so cozy she almost forgot to ask, but then she remembered.

“Why would I know that?”

“You already know I’m not accustomed to bringing women in my home to play, so why else would I have a dungeon with all this equipment, if not to train Doms?”

Elaina.

Oh God. This was no time to be thinking about her.

The letter.

She squashed her eyes shut and silently willed those thoughts away. “Oh. Yeah. Sure.”

He walked them closer to the open enclave and went from right to left. She was sure she’d never remember half of the items, but she listened to him just the same.

“Those are leather arm binders, leg binders and the ones hanging up there are splints.” He pointed. “A couple sets of thigh spreaders, bondage mittens, forced orgasm belt, fleeced lined cuffs, various leather and metal collars and—”

“Wait, can you go back a couple. Did you say
forced
orgasm belt?”

“Yes, it’s right there.” He waved his arm, which could have indicated to any number of things and went on as if she never interrupted him. “An assortment of floggers, whips, canes, crops, slappers and straps. But I’m glad you noticed the belt because that’s one of the things we’re going to be playing with tonight.”

She dropped her head to the side to look back at him. “I trust you.”

“Good.” He shot a curt nod in the direction of his stuff and asked, “Do you have any questions?”

All she could do was shake her head.

“All right. But just to let you know, before we ever use anything out of my collection, I will always tell you what it is and how it’s used. I will do this until you’re experienced enough that I don’t have to.”

Lacy hoped she nodded. It felt so great being in his arms. Naked while he was dressed, just as he predicted. “Thank you.”

“I love your tits.” He cupped both breasts in his hand and then played with her nipples. He was a little rough, which had them responding immediately as they were still sensitive from the other night in the rodeo room.

“David…”

He gave one final tug on each and then whispered in her ear, “Time for some maintenance. Come on. Over here.” He stepped away from her but only to take her hand and bring her to the center of the room where there were two lengths of chains hanging down. “Give me the silk.”

She handed the little bag to him and then bowed her head. She trusted him, no matter what. She knew him well enough to know that he wouldn’t do anything crazy. Even when he could have, with the Joe situation, when he had a whole screen porch filled with light industrial equipment to go
Jason
on her, and instead he’d chosen the one type of saw that was the least scary. Thinking about it, he’d been consistent in his care of her. That made her frown.

He’d said they weren’t Dom/sub yet. So maybe tonight was the deal breaker. Not for her. She wanted this, and him, more than she’d ever wanted anything in her whole life. But for him, if she didn’t surrender herself to the moment and prove she was committed, it might be a problem. Not that she didn’t have a pile of those. Yeah, she’d made a thousand mistakes, the worst was reading that letter, but that was before she understood who she was. Hell, before she knew who he was. It was different now. She was different.

“Open your mouth.”

She did as he ordered, so caught up in her own thoughts, that it didn’t register that he’d placed the plug between her lips backwards. She had to work to keep it there. Compressing her lips and depressing her tongue.

“Chin up. Before I put this on you.” He held up a thick black leather collar that had an ‘O’ ring on it. “I want to darken the ‘D’ and ‘H’ on your throat. Tilt your chin to the right.” He took hold of the metal protruding out of her mouth and used it to guide her sideways. “Very good.”

His hot wet mouth latching onto her as he sucked made her restless and needy. If he hadn’t been all business-like and firmly direct, she would have been toast. As it was, she was clenching her jaw against the metal.

He leaned back and examined his handiwork. “That’s better. Now I’m going to put this on you. Not too tight.”

When the weight of the collar was locked, it made her stand up straighter and pay attention. But then he walked around behind her and took hold of her hands. “I’m going to bring your arms up and I want you to stretch them with your hands toward the ceiling. Good, now arch that back and press your ass against me. That’s right. Now do it again. No, not just your ass, arms and hands up too. Good. Now down.”

David massaged her shoulders and upper arms for a full minute. He didn’t want her injuring herself first time out of the gate. When he felt she was relaxed enough he said, “Now I’m going to get the fleece-lined cuffs. After I put those on you, I’ll fasten them to the chains here so your arms are above your head. I want you stretched out. Arms and legs spread, so I can redo my marks on you.” He checked the metal she was biting down on, and murmured, “Make sure to keep a good hold of this.”

The point of leaving the metal in her mouth was twofold. By the time he took it out, she’d be so grateful to be rid of it, she’d likely be more accommodating when he chose to put it somewhere else. Also it would be warm. This initial time he didn’t need to shock her more than the experience itself would.

Once he had her positioned just as he wanted her, he took his time, running his hands over the length or her taut little body. Forcing her legs farther apart. Adjusting the collar on her neck. Making sure her braid was centered down the line of her spine. Oh yeah, she was fucking beautiful in her heels and nothing but his leather.

“This is mine,” he whispered as he redid the marks at one breast. When he was done with that one he shifted to fit his mouth over the next. “And this is mine too.”

Over and over he worked his way down the front of her body. Redefining his initials on her. The biggest marks he’d made were above her hips, he’d get there soon enough. Right now he dropped to his haunches to work on the last two on her front. Right between her thighs. So close to her gorgeous and glistening pussy, he had to steel himself from taking a lick. God he was tempted.

Once he was stood, he spoke in her ear, “I’m feeling generous tonight, as you’re being so cooperative. I’m going to give you a choice. Are you ready? You may nod or shake your head in way of answering.”

Her eyes were closed, and she was trembling just a little bit, when she nodded.

“All right.” He satisfied his previous urge and licked the lobe of her ear before he sucked it in and then let go. “These are the two choices you’ll have. I’ll ask you if you want the vibrating wand fixed in the leather saddle of the belt put on you, or if you want me to use the wand on you without the belt.”

He wasn’t being fair. He was paying her neck some serious attention with his mouth and using both hands to stroke in just the right places to keep her off balance. “Lacy? You need to nod to let me know you understand.”

She did. It may have been stiff but she nodded.

“Very good. Now, do you want the belt locked on you with the wand attached?”

He hadn’t even gotten finished with the question when she vigorously shook her head.

“No? Then you want me to use the wand on you myself.”

When she affirmed with a nod, he caught her chin and angled until she looked him in the eyes.

“Why did you make that choice? Did you think it was a matter of the lesser of two evils?” She did, he read it in her eyes. “Oh, angel, you’d be wrong about that. Very, very wrong.”

He let go of her then, but before he went to work on the backside of her, he needed supplies. Here again, he took his time as he went to the alcove and checked through drawers. He knew exactly where everything was, he just wanted to make sure she’d know that he was getting things…for her.

He placed the various items on a steel server. The same kind of rolling cart the dinner in the library had arrived on. Only he didn’t bring it in front of her. Instead he made sure to keep it, and all the things on it, out of her line of vision.

“Lacy.” He gave her bottom a firm smack when she tried to twist around and see behind her. “Eyes straight ahead. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

He waited until she did as he told her and then he started on her back. He’d made two marks on either side of her rib cage, so he darkened those first before he took the first item off the tray and walked around to face her.

“Open up.” Gently he withdrew the metal out of her mouth and said, “Suck on this, it tastes better.”

“Wh-what is it?” She may have asked, but she didn’t wait for an answer when she let him popped it into her mouth.

“A mint. Spearmint, actually. I want you to suck it slowly and no biting it. I’d like it to take some time to dissolve.”

She nodded as he checked her arms. By his calculations, he had about another five minutes before she’d start to get restless and uncomfortable. So far she’d done well.

He looked down at the warm metal and wondered how well she’d do with it? Time to see.

  “I’m going to park this right here for now,” he told her, wedging the pointed part of the plug horizontally into her crease. Slowly sliding the metal until her ass cheeks hugged it tight. “Now I’m going to darken these last two initials while you think about those positions. Ready?”

Leaning down, he blew on her skin. Right over the faint outline of his initial, smiling as she shivered. Then he straightened and picked up the wand.

“Before I do that, though, I want to introduce you to something. A toy that I think you’re going to love to hate tonight.” He plugged it in and then took his time dripping the mint lube on the sphere, making sure to coat the whole golf ball-like head before he whispered, “No belt, only me and the wand. That’s what you wanted, remember?”

Setting the control to low, he turned it on. Content to stand and hold it for a few moments while she got used to the sound. Then he reached around her and slowly brought the powerfully vibrating toy to her clit. Just as expected, she jerked and bucked. She even tried to move away from it.

“No, Lacy. Stay still.” He turned the toy off, but continued to press it against her as he nipped and bit the back of her shoulder. “I wanted you to get a taste of what you’re in for later. Right now I’ll slow things down.” And by that he meant he’d manually manipulate the thing while he darkened those initials.

Two minutes in doing that, he was pleased. She was relaxed again and even pressing forward, albeit ever so slightly, in to the hard ball of the vibrator. No doubt the mint-tinged lube had her all tingly. With that in mind, and without taking his mouth of the path of darkening those initials, he used his free hand to pick up the opened bottle of lube, waiting until he shifted to work on her left hip before he poured it. Right in the middle of the twin dimples at the base of her spine, letting the liquid run into her crease, against the metal and hopefully over the tight little ring of muscle he wanted to explore.

As expected, she squirmed. So he reached to put the mint concoction back on the tray before he took hold of the flared end of the metal. Slowly he pulled up and then back down, creating friction that was made smoother by the oil. When he was done with her left hip, he leaned back and watched the glide of the metal split her bottom cheeks apart even as he noted she wasn’t squirming now, but she would be.

He moved the plug so it was horizontal instead of vertical. Using the tip, he pushed her cheeks apart and dragged the tip down the intimate inner line of her ass. He felt the puckered skin as the metal skated over it and saw how she squirmed, but that didn’t stop him. Slow and easy. He worked the metal nearly all the way up to those dimples and back down within inches of the tops of her thighs. Over and over while he worked the ball of the toy in circles around her clit. There was no need for him to power up the wand, as his careful manipulations produced the desired response. She was so wet that the toy slid against her with an ease that had his heart hammering and his cock pulsing in time with each loop. But then when she began to push back. Arch her spine. Lift her ass in a sexy and silent bid for him to do more than slide that metal plug against her, he moved in close.

“What do you want, Lacy. Tell me.”

She pushed back again so he increased the rotations around her clit.