Trev gave me a wide predatory smile. "Get undress. If that cute little thing is not gone in two seconds, I'm going to rip it."I stepped away from him until I felt the edge of the bed hit the back of my knees. I grasped the edge of my nightgown then whipped it up and over my head as if it were a Band-Aid on a wound.Trev drew in a breath while I dropped the gown and peeked up eager to see his reaction. His eyes were devouring me, and I felt my heart pound in my chest as he continued to look at me."Now, your panties. As sexy as they are, I'm more interested in what is underneath them," Trev demanded.I grabbed the sides and pushed them down as best I could, but found it mostly awkward with the limited spot I was in. Silently I cursed myself for not thinking this through and losing the small ounce of the sexiness I had. When I finally got the damn things off, I kicked them to the side viciously then stood up straight and crossed my arms behind my back in the standard sub inspection pose
He grasped my hands and pulled them away from my face. I had been so far gone in my self-pity that I hadn't even noticed he had gotten up and was now bending over me."Baby, don't be upset. I know it's hard for you to say these things, but I loved hearing those words come out of your sexy little mouth," Trev soothed me."I just feel like such a little slut," I responded horrifyingly.He chuckled and gave me a gentle kiss. "In the bedroom, it's okay to be a little slutty. I love the fact that you're a little dirty. As long as it's only for me."The sound of possession in his voice squeezed my heart. I gave him another shy smile feeling a lot better about my outburst."So, let's see… where were we?" he said, looking down my body. "Oh yes, that's right… you were just begging me to touch your pussy."I nodded. Trev smiled and reached down to brush just his fingertips across the top of it. Moaning, I raised my hips to urge him to go further, but he stopped instead."I'm not ready yet," he s
His lips and tongue came tantalizingly close to those aching peaks but never actually touched them, driving me out of my mind with his teasing. They circled the pouting globes time after time until I thought for sure I was going to break the bindings just to get to him."Please, Sir," I begged, unable to stand the torture any longer."Patience, my dear. I'll get to it when I'm ready," Trev whispered.His lips pressed another gentle kiss to the side of my breast and his hot breath brushed over the wet trails his tongue had left behind."Please, Sir. I can't take it anymore," I whimpered.Trev just chuckled and blew on the little trail again. The whimpering and the moaning became more desperate, yet he still ignored it."Please!" I begged again."I love the sounds you are making," Trev whispered.He punctuated the statement by finally licking my nipple. I cried out again and tugged against my bindings, desperate to hold his head to the spot I wanted his mouth on."I love hearing you beg
Trev's finger moved inside me slightly, just enough to let me know that it was still there, sending another wave of tingling pleasure through me. I moaned gently and thrust back against it enjoying the feelings immensely. He started to pull his finger out and my inner muscles tightened to beg him to keep it in.It was his turn to let out a tortured moan and in front of my eyes, I watched him struggle to hold himself in check. The desire to have him lose control became so overwhelming I knew I would do anything to make it happen. An idea came to mind and summoning up my courage along with the desire that still held me in its grasp, I decided to put it to the test."Sir?" I whispered to get his attention.Trev's body tightened at the sound of my voice and he took a deep breath before he looked up at me."Yes?" he groaned out.I opened my mouth to say what I wanted to say next, but my voice squeaked out. I cursed silently and cleared my throat to try again."Yes?" Trev repeated, almost fr
I slowly awoke to the smell of delicious bacon and coffee tickling my nose. I stretched slowly, feeling an odd, unusual ache in my muscles... and that is when it hit me.Oh God, I had slept with Trev.Worse, I had begged him to sleep with me like I was a horny drunk sorority girl. Oh, god, the bondage. Wow, he had to be thinking that I was nothing but a kinky little slut that slept with any man she could get her hands on. Oh shit… I had to get out of there.Now.I slid out of bed silently and got dressed in a hurry before he could even think about coming back up the stairs. I snuck down the stairs as quietly as I could. My purse and phone were sitting down the staircase and, gratefully, scooped them up as I crept to the front door. I could hear Trev fumbling around in the kitchen as he made breakfast. A twinge of guilt hit me knowing he was doing something so sweet for me, and I was leaving like a thief in the middle of the night. But after the things I had said last night, I couldn't
He was leaning against the far wall with his arms and legs crossed, just watching me with a dark look in his eyes. I scrambled off the floor hoping that my trembling legs would hold me up. I began to straighten my hair and clothes, trying to look as if I hadn't just been pole dancing… even if it was a stupid idea."Hi, ummm…" I began to try and explain what was going on, but I was not sure where to start or which I was more embarrassed about.He shoved away from the wall and stalked towards me. His face was a myriad of emotions. Anger, fear, and desire seemed to be fighting for dominance of his expression. There was an air of dark danger surrounding him that sent shivers down my spine, and I knew… oh I knew I was in BIG TROUBLE."I-I-I," I tried again but didn't get any further before he was on top of me.Grabbing my arms swiftly, he pinned them to the pole above my head before I could move."Do not talk. Do not move," Trev demanded in a growl.He grabbed the belt from around his waist
"Of what?"I looked down to the floor, ashamed of the way I was behaving. Ashamed of the things I had said and done. But most of all, ashamed that I didn't dare to be what he wanted me to be. His feet came into view before he lifted my chin and forced me to look at him."Of what, honey?" Trev repeated."I don't want to be a whore or a slut. I don't want to be a bad girl," I whispered in a small voice."Oh, baby." He laid his head on mine and sighed. "Baby, you are not a bad girl if you act like the amazing sexy woman that you are. Have you heard the phrase, a lady in public and a freak in bed?"I shook my head and sniffled."That's what every man wants. I'd love you to be a bit slutty when we're in the bedroom. When you asked me to fuck you last night, I about lost it like I was a virgin teen boy and you were my first lay," he explained with a gentle smile. "But when we go out, you can be polite without having to bow down to everyone out there."I gave him a disbelieving look."You tru
The sound of someone clapping caught our attention and we both looked up at the same time to find Kevin standing in the doorway. Trev immediately moved so that I was completely obscured by his body. I hid my head in the crook of his neck and tried hard to blend it into the background."That had to be a very beautiful moment. It is great to see you finally enjoying bondage, Miss Vie. Trev, you might want to untie your little sub there. I know from personal experience that a leather belt, while quite useful, chaffs a bit if on too long," Kevin said.Trev immediately looked at me with a raised eyebrow as if he were silently asking me if Kevin was right. I ducked my head guiltily and bit my lip before nodding. I laid my head on his chest as he reached up and untied me. I knew he would see the red marks that his belt had caused, but I had to wonder if he would keep his promise about the punishment. Honestly, the chaffing hadn't hurt much and what it did was continue to remind me I was tied
I reached up with both of my hands and cupped my breasts gently at first. Just feeling the weight of them in my hands. I was shocked when my body actually did respond. I did not know if I was just starving for the touch or reaction to the sight, but I didn't care either. A rush of pleasure went through me, and I needed more. I ran a finger over my nipples, feeling them harden and grow more sensitive. I rewarded them with a pinch, which drew a sharp breath out of me."You liked that didn't you, sub?" Trev asked."Yes, Master," I answered."Lick your fingers and do it again," he demanded.I did, and this time I couldn't stop the moan that exploded. The wet, slick pads of my fingers made it hard to grip the tiny nub, but that only forced me to pinch them harder. I arched my back as I continued to play with them, enjoying the pleasure that streaked through me into my pulsating pussy."I can see the hard little nub of your clit poking out. I think it wants its turn, don't you?""Yes, Master
"I guess your mouth is so bored it must insult me. Well, I have something for it to do. My cock has been aching to be inside of it again."My eyes widened at his words. He really did sound like a Master, and I found the sub in me rising in response."I'm sorry, Master. It just sort of fell out… I-I didn't really mean it," I explain quickly."Well… don't let this fallout," he demanded as he unbuttoned his pants. "Open your mouth."His hard cock sprung out and practically jumped at me as he stepped forward. I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and allowed him to slide inside. A soft moan spilled from his lips as I began to alternate between sucking and licking the head. This was quickly becoming my favorite spot to play with. Loving the way, he responded when I flicked my tongue around the soft, fleshy ridge."Mmm, that's a very good sub. Much better use of that smart mouth, don't you think?" Trev suggested gently.A quiet moan of agreement was all I could do as he thrust gently in a
The room was bathed in the soft romantic glow of a single lamp in the corner. This room was unique among the others because most of the restraints were on the wall but nowhere else. Call it sort of a trial playroom. Most of the Dom's used it to break in new subs to the whole bondage thing. In the corner, there was a small wooden box with various toys and equipment. The bed off to the side looked like an average bed, but I could see the hint of under-the-mattress restraints peeking out from the sides. I had picked this room purposely so Trev wouldn't see another dungeon like the one Kevin had. Just in case he was still dealing with the aversion to BDSM.I went to step away from him to find the lotion, but he pulled me back. The moment our eyes met, he gripped my hair in a powerful grasp and his mouth descended on mine, devouring it hungrily. A soft moan parted my lips and I had to grab his shoulders as desire slammed into me. His tongue swept in and took over, leaving me trembling aga
Trev's one-word took the wind out of my sails, and I just gapped at him; my mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water."I'm sorry, what?" was all the brainpower I had left."Good for you."I just continued to stare at him, not quite able to comprehend what he said. Was he agreeing with me or patronizing me?"What exactly do you mean by that?" I asked cautiously."Just what I said. Good for you. You are submissive, but you are no one's doormat and I'm glad you finally realized that. I hate that I had something to do with it, but I'm glad it's finally there. This is the real Vie. The strong amazing woman that has been hiding under the shy uncertain girl," he replied… proudly, oddly enough.His praise warmed my heart even more. It was odd after the turbulent emotions I had felt recently that I suddenly would find a sort of tranquility."Oh… thank you.""You are welcome. Now that you've had your say and I agree with every word of it. I have been an asshole, and a dumbass, and everyt
"Bethany, I really don't want to go!" I said firmly over the phone.Bethany had called right when I was getting ready to head out and go apartment hunting… again."Please, Vie. I really don't want to go by myself, and Lizzie is insisting that I be at this party. It's really important to her and I don't want to let her down," Bethany begged."I-I don't know, Bethy. I'm really not ready to see Trev again," I said softly."Come on, Vie. Show him that he can't get you down like that. Find those lady balls that you have grown. Strut in there with your head held high and your sexiest outfit on," she encouraged.I groaned in dismay. "All of my sexy outfits are still tied up in storage.""Ahh. Well… go to my house and pick one.""Yours are two sizes smaller than me. It'll be illicit," I insisted."Oh, stop finding excuses and show up. The parties at 5. Be there or I'll send someone to find you.""Bethany," I whined.There was a harsh sigh on the other end. "Look, Kevin and Alyssa are going to
"Trever Allen Moore!!!"The high-pitched angry screech bounced off the poorly insulated walls in Trev's house. He jumped and grabbed for his gun under the pillow before he recognized the voice that was still screaming his name. Moving the pillow that he had cradled in his arms all night, he set the pistol down on the nightstand and groggily untangled his legs from the tentacle-like grip of the blankets.He glanced almost longingly at the pile of pillows next to him. It wasn't that he wanted anymore to sleep, it was just the fact that he hadn't wanted to let go of the one thing that still held Vie scent. He did not want to take the chance of washing it away, it was all he had left of her. Although after the shitty way he had treated her and the shitty things he had said to her he knew he had no one to blame but himself for her absence.Karma was kicking him in the ass right now. He felt like he was missing a limb and been kicked in the chest by a horse. Not to mention the raging hard-on
The drive home was quiet for a little while. I was deep in thought and Bethany was kind enough to just leave it that way. Her phone rang and I paid little heed to it until she answered it."Yes, Sir?" she said into her Bluetooth.Was it just my imagination or did her voice become a little breathy?"Yes, I have her.""Me?" I asked curiously.Who was she talking to? I wondered, but she barely spared me a nod before ignoring me again."I'm going to take her home with me tonight," she continued."Just drop me off at a hotel, Bethany. I'll be fine," I insisted.She gave me a nasty look. "Yes, Sir. Please pass on a giant kick in the balls from me while you're there."When I raised an eyebrow at that comment, she mouthed the word 'Trev.' My heart jumped just at his name, and I hated the stupid sigh my heart gave. Hey, heart… you do recall he called us a whore, right? I yelled inwardly. Yeah, but he didn't really mean it and he said he loved us!!! My dumb-as-bricks heart replied.I turned back
My breath was stuck in my throat as I stared at the spot where he disappeared. The words he said kept playing through my head like a broken record.My mother had said… he loved me… my mother had said… he loved me… my mother… my mother, my mother, my mother… oh dear god my mother."MOTHER!" I screeched.I had never made it to her house so fast in all my life. Slamming the door open, I screamed her name through the house. She came racing out of the kitchen in her bathrobe with curlers still in her hair."Goodness, Vie, what happened?" she asked, taking in my disheveled look with one glance."How dare you?" I ground out between clenched teeth.Her mouth dropped to her knees and her brown eyes gave me an indignant look. "You need to watch how you speak to me, young lady.""How dare you speak to anyone the way you do? Especially spewing your bullshit about classes and elitist societies to the man I love!" I screamed at her. "To tell him that he's not good enough for me because he's not ric
I relented to his dominance. Not that I had a choice at this moment, I wanted his touch, I needed it. Now that I had it only served to whet my appetite. If he were to leave now, I would melt into the ground and cease to be.His finger did not plan on stopping it pressed forward and found my sopping whole."God, you are very wet. I don't know what I want more right now, to eat that sweet little pussy or fuck you 'til you scream."A pitiful moan came out again as I tightened around his finger that was thrusting into me with a slow, deliberate procession. I pressed my hips back against him and widened my stance even more so I could move with his hand."Yeah. That's right, baby. Ride my hand," he encouraged me.Trev ground his palm into my sensitive clit, and he added another finger to the one that was still thrusting into me. I tipped my head back against his shoulder and gave a gentle cry as he brought me closer to an orgasm. It had been so long that I could feel it hurtling towards me a