Part II (5 page)

"Okay,” He sipped his wine, “I'll take them back."

"No!" Mariana almost shouted to Scott's amusement. "I meant…these are really expensive and you barely know me."

"I know you well enough to know you deserve them. If I gave you those gifts as your boss, you wouldn’t hesitate to take them.” He pointed out.

“So that begs the question,” Mariana took a sip of wine to prepare herself for rejection, “what are you giving me these gifts as?”

The word
boyfriend
was stuck in Scott’s throat. He didn’t want to call himself that despite the fact it was exactly what he was. A man doesn’t spend thousands of dollars on just a female
friend.
“Your lover.”

Mariana knew he wanted to say
boyfriend
but she would accept it anyways. “That works.”

“If it will make you feel better, the last gift only cost five dollars," he smiled, "open it."

Mariana hurriedly opened the last gift. It was a yellow satin wrap. She looked inside the box to see if it was covering something more expensive but that was all there was to it. For some reason, Mariana felt cheated. "What? What's this?"

Scott got up from his chair and walked over to his girlfriend. He gestured her to stand up and he stood behind her. "The satin wrap goes around your eyes," He explained, “what you have there is an ensemble and all you'll be wearing for the rest of the night. I suggest you hurry up and change. It’s been a month since I last had sex and quite frankly, I'm getting impatient."

Chapter Six

It only took a few minutes but Mariana sobered up.

It was moments like this Mariana wished she spent a little extra time grooming herself earlier. She could’ve sworn she was hairy. Her mound had a nice little stubble forming. Not very hairy at all but enough where it was a bit more than peach fuzz. Did she bathe everywhere? She thought she smelled a little funky. She did put on deodorant, right? Her underarms didn’t smell that fresh. How did her feet look? She should’ve gotten that pedicure like she planned. What about her eyebrows? Where's the nearest tweezer?

She dissected herself in the mirror for much longer than she intended. She had hoped her and Scott would make love with the lights off and maybe he would be so caught up in the throes of passion, he wouldn’t notice her leg stubble. Instead, Scott flipped the script and wanted her bare for his examination later.
Mind-fucking.
That’s exactly what it was.
You fuck someone’s mind before you move onto their body
, Scott once told her.

Yeah, no kidding.

Mariana carefully put on the diamond earrings and briefly admired them in the mirror. They sparkled brightly and were a nice contrast to her skin tone. With her hair up in a bun, it was guaranteed the earrings would be the only things standing out against her naked flesh.

Well played, Scott.
 

She slid on the Louboutins and walked to the bed, where she saw the yellow scarf. She was about to put it on when Scott approached her from behind. “Wait,” he instructed.  He stood behind Mariana and slid his hands up and down her body. “Turn around.”

Mariana turned around and faced Scott. Her face was still as he carefully examined her body. He trailed his fingers up her arms and moved down to her breasts. They were perfect, a full B cup. Her nipples hardened upon his touch. He cupped them in His hands moved down to her waist, then her mound. She had a little peach fuzz covering the area and Scott thought it looked cute.

Even though she had an idea on what he was planning, Mariana really had no clue what he was up to. She decided to play it safe just in case. “Yes,
Master
?”

“Good girl,” He kissed her forehead. He reached down and grabbed the yellow scarf and turned her around. His lips brushed her earlobe. “We’re going to have safety words whenever we play. A safety word is something creative that doesn't involve any form of 'no', 'stop' and 'don't.' It'll have to be something so outrageous I will
have
to stop if I'm going too far. Since you’re a novice to
The Lifestyle
, I’ve taken the liberty to give safety words for you. Green means you like what I’m doing and want to keep going. Yellow means you like what I’m doing but you’re almost at your limit. Red means I need to stop. Just like the traffic lights.”

“Yes,
Master
,” Mariana felt a growing desire inside her.

“So, let’s begin,” Scott slowly wrapped the scarf around Mariana’s head, covering her eyes. He tied it in the back. “How are you doing?”

“Green,
Master
.”

“Good girl. Now get on the bed.” He instructed and Mariana complied. He took off His clothes and unlocked the top drawer. He pulled out a heart-shaped paddle and a small box of Magnums. He walked over to the bed and joined Mariana. “Get on all fours.”

Mariana repositioned herself for a doggystyle position.  Scott kneeled behind her and rubbed her ass. “Are you comfortable?”

“Yes,
Master
.”

“Good.” He lifted the paddle and slapped it against Mariana’s ass. “Does it hurt?”

Mariana winced a little. The paddle did sting but it wasn’t very painful. She actually
preferred
the paddle as oppose to Scott’s hand. “No,
Master
.”

“Good girl.” Scott slapped it against Mariana’s ass a few more times. Her chocolate brown cheeks had a nice shade of rose to them now. “Slowly, get off the bed and wait for my next command.” He ordered.

Mariana got off the bed and waited for Scott’s next direction. He grabbed her hand and walked her to the dining room where they had dinner. “Get on the chair, it’s right in front of you and bend over.”  Mariana kneeled on the chair and gripped the back of it.

She felt Scott behind her. He moved her hips until their bodies pressed together. He kissed the small of her back and reached over for a condom. He tore it up and slipped it on his stiff cock. He reached down and brushed his fingers against Mariana’s slit. She was soft and wet. He slid his cock inside her and Mariana whimpered. “Shh…” He rubbed her back. “I’ll take it easy.”

Mariana nodded and braced herself. She gripped the chair harder as Scott began to thrust inside her. It seemed every stroke he gave her, her heat wrapped tighter around his cock. She felt so incredible.  He held onto her hips for support as he moved faster inside her. Meanwhile, Mariana’s moans echoed throughout the spacious home as Scott’s grunts matched his thrusts.

Scott suddenly stopped and pulled out. “Get up,” He instructed her and Mariana followed direction. He sat down on the chair and pulled Mariana on top of him, with her back facing him. He slid himself inside her and guided her body up and down. He reached up and massaged her breasts as his tongue trailed her neck. "Ride me, Mari," he moaned.

Mariana steadied herself on the chair arms as she rolled her body back and forth on Scott's cock. She switched tempo and began to softly bounce on him. Meanwhile, Scott’s fingers played with her clit. “You like how your
Master
is fucking you?” He asked.

“Mmm…ye...yes,
Master
,” Mariana breathed.

“Good girl,” Scott moved Mariana down his cock harder.  He rubbed her clit faster, creating more moans from her.

Mariana’s legs began shaking and her body was trembling. She leaned back against her lover and braced herself for an explosive orgasm. “I’m going…I’m going to cum…” she moaned.

Scott’s tongue played with hers. He kept rubbing her clit. “I want you to,” He moaned.

Mariana cried out as her body spasmed and shook as she came. She collapsed against her lover’s chest. “We’re not done, baby,” Scott lifted Mariana off him. He picked her up, carried her to the sofa, and spread her legs. He sat up on the sofa with her legs flanked on both sides of his waist. He slid himself inside her heat and moved slowly, watching her reaction. Her lips cooed in pleasure and she occasionally gasped. He reached down and grabbed her soft breasts as they moved with each thrust. 

“You like how my cock feels inside you, baby?”

“Yes,
Master
,” she whimpered.

“You’re so tight for me.” He whispered. “Is it just for me?”

“It’s yours,
Master
,” she moaned.

“That’s what I want to hear,” He laid on top of Mariana and moved faster inside her. He groaned louder, his body tensed up, and he came soon afterwards. He slid down Mariana’s body, stopping to kiss and suck on her breasts. Her nipples were still erect and they bounced lightly against his tongue. He trailed his tongue down her navel and reached her heat. He stopped to admire it.

Her pussy. It was just like their first time together. It was just for Him and Him only. It was the color of brown sugar and her lips were closed.  She was delicate, soft, and wet. He brushed his fingers against her opening and Mariana squirmed and moaned a little. He inhaled her scent and he closed his eyes and nodded in acceptance. She was clean, trimmed and perfect for him.  

He licked her clit, rolling the sweet pearl around his tongue. Mariana’s back arched off the sofa and she softly moaned. She grabbed her breasts and massaged them as Scott continued to lick her. “
Master
…” she called out.  

Scott wrapped his hands around Mariana’s thighs and sucked on her clit. He glanced up to watch her reaction; her soft moans morphed into screams and it appeared she was speaking in tongues. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and Scott had to use a bit more force to keep her down. “I’m cumming!” Mariana screamed before her body slammed back into the sofa.

Scott still held onto her for fear she was going to fall off the sofa. Once her body calmed down, he picked her up and carried her back to his bedroom. He removed her shoes and undid her blindfold. Mariana briefly smiled at her lover but soon fell asleep from exhaustion. They both needed a good fucking and it was well worth the wait.

Scott brushed Mariana’s hair with his fingers and caressed her face. She looked beautiful and peaceful. For as long as they were together, she was his; no sharing with anyone. It was a feeling Scott had never experienced before – he wanted to protect her, love her, nurture her, and keep her.  She was his and that was all there was to it. He didn’t know what the future would bring but he was excited about it.

Introducing her to his family, however, was going to be an interesting experience.

Chapter Seven

The sunlight crept through the sheer curtain and kissed her face. Mariana slowly opened her eyes and blinked to focus. She picked up her iPhone and read the time. It was seven o’clock in the morning.  Scott snuggled next to her and she quietly removed his arms from her so she could go to the bathroom.

The walk to the bathroom was more painful than she expected. She was sore everywhere. When she sat down, she realized how sore her ass was. It seemed during their sexual trysts, Scott had taken a liking to smacking her ass. She turned around and faced herself in the mirror; her chocolate cheeks were tinged with pink.  Her thighs ached, her legs felt like jelly, and her throat was parched.

 It turned out the blindfolded escapade in the living room was only the
beginning
of the night. As further punishment for going into the top drawer, Mariana had to suck Scott’s cock until
he
was tired of it.

"Oh good, the Angels won. Wow, what a line drive to second base!" Scott commented as Mariana sucked him. He was watching SportsCenter and had a Samuel Adams in one hand, while his free hand caressed Mariana's hair. "Do you like baseball, baby? I'm going to take you to an Angels game. I think you'll like it."

Two hours and a locked jaw later, he finally came. But that wasn’t the end of it. Scott hoisted her against a wall and fucked her until her back was sore from being banged up against it.

"Wrap your legs around my waist, baby. Yes, just like that." Scott grunted as he began to move inside her. "Look at me. Don't take your eyes off me."

She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed a small bruise forming on her arm.
The counter.
She smiled as she remembered what happened.
"Grab the knobs in front of you. Now hold on to them. No, tighter." He instructed as he fucked her from behind. "Good girl."

It was when Scott bent her over the kitchen counter and she bumped into the soft corner edge. She lightly touched it and it was sore.