Part One: I Dare YouShannon Gregory tossed her keys and her purse on the hall table kicked off her very uncomfortable shoes and wondered if her week could possibly get any crappier. The new junior partner at her law firm was turning out to be the bitch of the world, starting the week by copping a case Shannon has been babysitting for weeks. Then her secretary had quit without notice, and thank you so much for that touch of professionalism. Tonight she'd come out of the office to find a flat tire on her car and roadside service backed up the wazoo.But now, well after eight o'clock, the final blow landed. She'd come home to find a note from Mike taped to the door: "Took my stuff, key in usual place."Ah, yes, Mr. Macho Michael Houston, who had simply walked out of her life rather than discuss what was really wrong between them. It wouldn't have taken much time, either. She could sum it all up in one short word-sex! Or lack of it.You'd think people who'd been together for six mon
The tenor of the exchange changed so subtly she almost didn't notice. Then one day she realized everything he said was a command, and given in a way he knew she would obey. It frightened her, aware that everything about her was changing, and in a panic she'd shut down the computer and not even gone near it for almost a week. But the restless need that plagued her overrode any other feelings. Finally she gave in and logged back on. All his messages were there waiting for her. They all said the same thing-"Where are you? Why have you run away?"When she didn't answer he wrote, "Don't be frightened. I would never hurt you. Ever. That's not what I'm about."Just like that she was back into the role.They'd been emailing back and forth again for two weeks now. Their conversation continued to grow bolder, his commands more graphic. They made her squirm in the beginning but she soon found the whole thing was an incredible turn-on. The first time she actually fucked herself with her fingers
Shannon barely made it through the next day at work. Her mind was constantly dwelling on the web sites she'd seen the night before, and Cock Robin's last message to her. She was so distracted her secretary had to remind her three times she was late for a meeting. Finally, finally, she was out of the building and racing home, anxious to get to her computer.She took time for a brief shower, sprayed herself with the scent she favored and wrapped a bath towel around herself. Tonight she wouldn't have any clothes to remove because she wouldn't be wearing any. Opening a new bottle of wine, she carried it along with a glass to her computer desk, logged into her special email box...and there he was!"Hi, Misty. Been waiting for you."She poured the wine into the glass and took a healthy swallow before typing back "I'm here.""Are you naked?"For a moment she was tempted to lie, but she knew, even across cyberspace, he'd catch her out."I showered. I'm wearing a towel.""If I were there
Her watch showed one minute shy of seven when Shannon walked into the Hot Java. It was crowded, as she expected it to be on a Saturday night. The first stop off for people on the hunt before they hit the bars. She took a sip at the end of the bar, prepared to order a coffee until she cold figure how who to ask about her packageShe'd taken great pains to prepare for the evening, shaving every bit of excess hair from her body, soaking in the tub for hours, then massaging her special lavender cream into every inch of skin. Even her insides were squeaky clean. And she'd taken great pains with her makeup-not too much, not too little.She was indulging in one of her favorite pastimes, imagining what Cock Robin looked like, when the perky server behind the counter approached her."Are you Misty?" she asked.Shannon nodded. "Why? Do I look like a Misty?"The girl laughed. "No, but you look the only person in here about to jump out of her skin. You came for this, right?" She reached under
Michael just stood in the doorway, with his lopsided smile that still made her heart race. But what was he doing here? How had all this happened?"Misty, I presume?" His grin widened and his hand reached out to clasp gently over her elbow, tugging her inside. "Come on in, sugar. Have you enjoyed your little treasure hunt?"Shannon wobbled into the cabin on legs that could have been made of rubber. She'd been prepared for a stranger yet here was Michael! The man who had simply walked out of her life."I-I don't understand.""You will. Come sit down."Still trying to steady herself and absorb the shock of what was happening, she pulled her cell phone from her pocket, said, "It's okay. You're done for the night," and disconnected, Marti who had cursed Michael until a fly wouldn't light on him, would be furious, but there was no physical threat from Michael, her life was not in danger and Marti didn't need to come to this party.Michael raised his eyebrows. "You had Marti on an open
Michael let out a breath. "All right, then." Fingers pinched her swollen nipples before he bent to lick each one with his tongue. "Magnificent. I always loved your breasts, and dreamed of seeing them so swollen from clamps like these that they looked like over ripe berries." When he bit each one gently Shannon couldn't keep herself from crying out. "But there is pleasure in the pain, isn't there, sugar."His eyes when he looked at her were dark with passion."Well, Shannon? Answer me. Do you enjoy the pain? Does it give you a rush?"She nodded once. "Y-Yes, Master.""He took the wine glass from her and set it aside, held both of her hands and leaned closer. "Shannon, I want to be your master. I want you to feel comfortable with the things I want to do to you. With you. I want to teach you how great the pleasure in submission can be. The fact that you're here, that you've done everything I've told you to, makes me believe this will work. Am I right?""Yes." The word was barely a wh
Lifting Shannon from her position on his lap, Michael stood her on her feet, hands still behind her back, and reached out to lightly pinch her nipples. She would never have believed the streaks of pain would give her such intense pleasure. And when he leaned forward and licked the tip of each one, she had all she could do to control herself."Now," he said, palming her breasts. 'The next thing for you to remember is you must never come until I tell you to. Is that understood?"Shannon gritted her teeth, knowing a climax roiled just beneath the surface, and nodded."I didn't hear you," Mike said, pinching a nipple."Yes, Master," she gasped out. "I understand.""Good. You may unclasp you hands. I want to see you on your knees. Now."Shannon was grateful for the relief the movement of her arms gave her, and dropped to her knees as gracefully as she could."Open my trousers and take out my cock," Mike ordered.His slacks didn't require a belt, so she unbuttoned the waist, pulled t
Four hands caressed her ass, switching back and forth so she was sure which were Adam's and which were Michael's. Fingers drifted down to her pussy, gathering her cream and rubbing it into the tight muscle around her anus. Then one pair of hands gently parted the cheeks of her ass while other fingers inserted more of the cooling gel. This time it was two fingers, exploring her dark channel, rubbing the softening tissues, touching nerves she'd never realized existed there.A hand left her buttock and dropped to her cunt, rubbing her slit from front to back."God, Shannon/" Mike's voice was husky. "I can't believe how wet and open you are. You were made for this sugar.""Shannon?" Adam's voice. "I'm going to replace my fingers with a plug. It will burn a little at first but if you relax it will go in much better. So. Take in a deep breath, but don't let it out until I tell you. Nod if you understand."She nodded and wriggled her ass for them.Adam laughed. "I believe the little witc