Read A Taste of Submission Online

Authors: Jamie Fairfax

A Taste of Submission (5 page)

As she recovered her senses she felt Charles still rhythmically fucking her. He then took her legs and put them on his shoulders, rising up on his arms to stretch up and over her. With this angle his cock was even deeper in her. She had never been fucked like this. She didn’t know she
could
be fucked like this.

He grabbed her wrists and held them down on the bed above her head. She was pinned down, completely under his control as he continued to pound her.
I got what I wanted,
she thought,
he is ravishing me
,
I’ve never had anyone take me like this
,
I’m powerless
, and she felt a thrill of energy run up her spine.

Soon she realized with this new position he was actually rubbing against her clit. Charles was going to take her over the top again. And a few minutes later she buried her face in his shoulder and came for the third time.

Now she knew what she wanted and it was another reason why he had been right to not use a condom. She pulled Charles’s head down and whispered into his ear, “Charles I want to feel your cum inside me. Please fill me.”

Her words had a definite effect on him and he switched into an even higher gear, it now felt like a piston was driving into her. She wrapped her legs tight around his back, holding him deep inside her, while she was still pinned under him.

“Keep fucking me, Charles… I love your hard cock!”

“I’m going to come inside you, Jenni!”

“Yes, Charles I want to feel you come, I want your cum to fill my pussy—give it to me baby, give it to me!”

His thrusting into her hot wet sex became even faster as his climax built, and with a loud “I’m coming!” He shot his sperm deep inside her pussy.

Because she was already so aroused, she felt his hot sperm strike the walls of her pussy and the feeling actually gave her another small orgasm. Charles pumped a few more times and then finally spent, he stopped moving inside her. He let her wrists go and pulled her to him, holding her tightly. Jenni wrapped her arms around him and she still had her legs wrapped around him, his cock still inside her. They lay there not moving, just breathing hard, entwined together.

She felt his cock slowly shrinking, losing the erection until finally, inevitably, it slipped out of her pussy. They both moaned a little, neither one wanting to lose the special connection of being joined.

They continued to lay there holding each other—feeling each other breathing—wrapped together. Finally she unclenched her legs and stretched out a bit. He shifted and propped himself up on one arm and looked down at Jenni’s glowing face.

“Holy crap that was amazing!” He exclaimed, smiling.

She looked back with smiling eyes, “You think?” And they both burst out laughing.

He leaned down and kissed her. “I knew it would be special but that was crazy good. You are so sensual and sexy, Jenni. I loved the way you moved to meet my thrusts. And may I say you’re an amazing cock sucker, in fact I would say the best I’ve ever had,” he said appreciatively.

“Well, thank you, sir,” she responded with a laugh. “And may I say I’ve never had my pussy licked so expertly and I’ve never been fucked like that before.”

He smiled down at her, “I aim to please.” Jenni grinned in reply.

They had lain together for a while when she turned to him with a lazy smile, “So… did I pass the test?”

Charles laughed, “Not only did you pass the test I would have to say you’re now officially teacher’s pet.”

He moved closer to her and kissed her deeply. She reached down to caress his cock and felt it growing in her hand. This time they made love more softly, tenderly and sweetly and then, totally exhausted and totally happy, they fell asleep wrapped together in each others arms.

Chapter Seven

 

 

When Jenni walked into her office on Monday morning there was a lovely flower arrangement waiting for her on her desk. The card read simply, “Thanks for a great job—Charles.” Jenni had to stifle an amused laugh, to all her colleagues it would seem like a gift from a grateful client. Little would they suspect it also had a completely different meaning. She was very touched by Charles’s gesture, and enjoyed how his bouquet perfumed her office.

They had made plans to get together again Friday night. During the week she saw Charles once at his office. They spoke briefly but they didn’t want others in the office to sense the passion between them, so they kept their conversation short and business-oriented. But the evenings were different, they talked almost every night, even doing a little phone sex a couple of times.

Jenni could hardly wait for Friday night. Charles was fun and interesting, and she really enjoyed his company. Not only that but she kept thinking back to Saturday, to the best sex she had ever had. Even though they had only been on two dates, they had known each other for a few weeks and it already felt like a relationship had started.

At the same time there was also a little personal conflict going on inside her. She loved the way Charles had taken control. His strength, his confidence and the way he had directed everything had really turned her on, she knew it was a big reason being with Charles had been the most exciting sexual experience of her life.

But that control over her also made her feel conflicted. Jenni took pride in being a strong and independent woman. She was fashioning out a good career, was able to buy herself nice things and was even helping her Mom with her younger sister’s college expenses.

She had never been a girl who dreamed of some man coming along and sweeping her up in his arms. But now she could not stop thinking of Charles doing just that; the way he had carried her to the bed Saturday night had made her feel something she had never felt before. It was like she was protected and desired and controlled all at the same time and she had to admit she loved the feeling. But the last time she had fallen hard for a guy was Kurt and that was a disaster. Was she losing control too quickly again?

None of those thoughts, however, quelled her excitement as Friday night rolled around. She took a long, hot bath and then made sure she was freshly shaved as she had enjoyed it when Charles had complimented her bare pussy.

They had made plans for a more casual night out—sushi and a movie—so she went with a fashionable but short skirt and a nice top. She added thigh high stockings and heels to give it extra sex appeal. She also decided to leave off her bra and panties. She had a feeling Charles might like that and it also might put her in control a bit.

He picked her up and gave her a big kiss. “I’ve been waiting for this night all week!”

She was glad to hear she had not been the only one anticipating the date. “Me too,” she exclaimed, smiling widely at him.

They headed off to one of the better sushi restaurants in San Francisco. Jenni had been there several times and loved it. Charles suggested they sit at the sushi bar and she agreed.

“You get specials at the bar not on the menu,” she remarked and Charles agreed.

They took seats at the bar and started in on the lovely delicacies, along with some premium sake, served chilled of course. After a little sake, they started feeding each other sushi.

Charles and Jenni ate with their fingers, the way sushi is eaten in Japan, and as they fed each other, they could not help letting their lips linger on each other’s fingers. The air was charged with their sexual tension and Jenni wondered if others noticed.

Charles leaned into Jenni and whispered “You make me so hot it’s hard to keep my hands off of you.”

“Hmmm, well, I probably shouldn’t tell you this then—” she leaned close to him and whispered, “—I’m not wearing any panties.” Then gave him a wicked look.

She had expected this would cause him to want to get the check and to get her home as fast as possible. She thought she could use his lust for her to get some control of the situation. But she quickly realized she had underestimated Charles again. He gave a quick glance around to get the lay of the room around them and then positioned his chair so he was blocking the person sitting next to him.

He commanded Jenni, “Turn your chair a little bit toward me.”

As she turned her chair a bit she asked “What are you doing?”

“If you thought you could tease me without me doing something, you don’t fully know me yet, my darling.”

“I just thought it would spur you to take me home quicker.”
What did I start?

“That will happen too, but I can’t pass up an opportunity like this. Now discreetly spread your legs a bit.”

She did as she was told, her heart beating faster, wondering if she would be banned from one of her favorite restaurants if they were noticed. Charles leaned in casually as if he were going to whisper or talk into her ear. His position allowed him to drop his hand into her lap. He then carefully and slowly worked it under her skirt, pushing it up a bit.

He spoke softly, “I’m so glad you came out with me dressed like this. It’s exactly how I want you to be with me.” His fingers slid along the lips of her pussy, feeling how wet she was. “I always want to have access to this amazing and wet cunt of yours.”

Charles then got one finger inside her, moving it back and forth, even tracing it over her clit. Jenni was trying to maintain her composure; she was excited, scared, and horny. None of her previous sexual partners had ever made her feel like this while out in public.

“You like making yourself available to me, don’t you,” he whispered, as he felt Jenni shudder.

“Yes I do,” Jenni admitted. She had no idea where this was going but she realized once again she had lost control. Just being close to him made her feel out of control and the fingers in her wet sex were pushing her over the edge. She felt like she could climax very easily right here in public. He then slid a second finger in her hot pussy.

“I should make you come right now, perhaps make you scream right here in public.”

“No, Charles, please don’t,” she pleaded; she really did want to come back for more sushi some time. She wanted him to stop and yet wanted him to keep going. This man was having an affect on her like no one ever had.

“I will let you go if you agree to do what I want for the rest of the evening—to surrender totally to my control.”

Jenni hesitated; what did ‘surrender totally’ mean? Perhaps he was only playing around, he wouldn’t actually cause a scene in public would he? But Charles sensed her hesitation and began moving his fingers even faster inside her. She stifled a moan but she knew she could not hold out much longer.

“Okay, okay, I agree, please stop,” she whimpered.

“I have your surrender?”

“Yes,” she replied meekly, and Charles slowly removed his fingers.

“Great,” he responded with a big smile. “Let’s finish up and get out of here,” he said, downing the last of his sake.

Jenni’s mind was reeling as they walked back to his car and she had to ask, “Would you really have made me come? We would have been kicked out of there and banned. And I love that restaurant!”

“If we were banned then I would have failed,” he explained. “But I had the utmost confidence you didn’t want that to happen, so I knew you would agree to my terms. Also, there were two parts to what I said—I told you I would make you come, and I said perhaps you would scream in public. If you had challenged me, I would have made you come, but I would have found a way to keep you from screaming out loud—most likely by kissing you and covering your scream with my mouth. So either I would have made you come in a public restaurant, or I would have gotten you to surrender to me. It was a win/win for both of us,” he laughed in that wicked way of his.

“By the way,” he continued, “now is probably a good time to mention I like being dominant. I’m in fact what, in some circles, is referred to as a dom,” he explained, looking at Jenni with that damn grin of his—warm and yet a bit arrogant at the same time.

“Yeah,” she replied wryly, “I may be a bit slow on the uptake but I think I figured that out a few minutes ago when you had a finger jammed up my pussy in public and made me totally surrender to you.”

As she climbed into Charles’s car she wondered exactly what she had gotten herself into.

Chapter Eight

 

 

Before he started the car Charles leaned over to Jenni, took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. He then leaned back so he could look directly into her eyes.

“We will have plenty of time to talk about things later, but tonight I would like to just play, you have surrendered to me tonight and we will have some fun with that. But I want you to know something and remember it always.

“You have my solemn word that you will always, and I mean always, be safe with me. We would never have been thrown out of the restaurant because then I would not have been protecting you properly. Okay?”

“Okay,” she nodded, with a smile. Jenni was relieved to hear Charles’s words and she could see how serious he was and it made her believe that protecting her was very important to him.

At the same time she could not stop thinking about what was happening; she had surrendered to him for the night and he had admitted he was what they call a dom. She had heard the term before and she was not too surprised by the revelation, but also unsure exactly what it meant; did it mean he thought she was submissive? She would have never described herself in such a way and didn’t think anyone who knew her would either.

She did not have time to dwell on the subject because all of a sudden she felt Charles’s fingers tapping lightly on her legs.

“Let’s get those legs separated, sweetie,” he instructed in a firm tone. As he pulled his car out and headed back to his apartment she complied readily.

“Now use the button on the side of your seat to recline your seat back a little.” She adjusted the seat back a little.

“Move it back a bit more,” he instructed and she did so.

“Good, perfect position.”

She was at about a forty-five degree angle. She could still see out the car and where they were going but was in a bit of a prone position. It felt like a more submissive position—she was now sitting much lower than Charles, with her legs spread—which was not a big shock, given how the night had been going.

Other books

Thunder Dog by Michael Hingson
City Lives by Patricia Scanlan
Magick Marked (The DarqRealm Series) by Baughman, Chauntelle
Saboteur: A Novel by J. Travis Phelps
Sweet Filthy Boy by Christina Lauren
Rabble Starkey by Lois Lowry


readsbookonline.com Copyright 2016 - 2024