Authors: Kathryn R. Blake
Then her anus gripped his fingers as if wanting them even deeper, and he knew it wasn’t pain or fear which brought on that reaction, so he began to massage the small pleasure spot inside her rectum as he pushed in and pulled out with a steady rhythm.
Her bottom lifted and she got up on her knees. He moved with her. This was her ride, and though he’d originally set the course, he let her take over the driving. When she began pumping back with small grunting sounds, he placed his left hand between her thighs and found her other sensitive pleasure spot.
“Ahhh!” she moaned, head down, bottom up as she ground against him. Then her head came up and she let out a cry of pleasure as her pucker hole clamped down on his finger with erotic spasms and her vagina leaked out a little fluid. She’d done far better than he’d ever dared to even imagine.
* * * *
Kelly curled around Jim as she came down from her climax. Her bones and muscles so relaxed, she didn’t think she could move if she had to. Wow. She doubted she’d ever be able to come when stretched that way after her surgery, which made the experience even more special in her opinion. Jim continued to run his hand along her hair and back telling her how proud he was of her for trusting him to see to her pleasure and she basked in his praise, her skin warming with an inner glow. She was so comfortable, she protested even the thought of moving, but her Dom started to insist she get up and at least wash her face and brush her teeth before she fell asleep.
Groaning in complaint, Kelly did as he commanded, pleased when he followed her. He continued to lightly stroke and pet her while she performed her nightly ritual. When she was done, he gave her a playful swat to shoo her out of the bathroom, then saw to his own needs for a moment before joining her back in bed.
Once there, he extended his left arm toward her, but rather than cuddle as he invited her to do, Kelly let out a gasp and grabbed his wrist to have a better look. “What happened to you? Where did you get all those deep, dark marks.”
“It’s nothin’,” he insisted, pulling his hand back then patting his side for her to come close and snuggle, and she was torn. He’d always been so careful with her, and here he was with blood-rimmed, crescent-shaped impressions decorating his forearm, which she hadn’t even noticed until now.
“Those aren’t nothing, Jim. What caused them?”
“Kelly,” he warned, his tone firm, “I told you it was nothin’, so I expect you to let it go.”
She sat up. “Would you let it go if my arm was injured?”
He sighed and laid his marked arm over his eyes. “No, I wouldn’t,” he answered her truthfully. “And that’s where this relationship becomes a bit unequal. If I’m really hurt by somethin’, I’ll tell you what happened, but I don’t want to have to be accountable to you for every little scratch I get.”
“Those aren’t mere scratches, Jim,” she insisted pointing at them. “They’re gouges.”
He put his arm down and scowled at her. “So, what are you lookin’ for? A detailed catalog of all my injuries? Will that make you happy?” he snapped.
Kelly blinked back her tears. She wanted to be his helpmate, but that clearly wasn’t what he wanted, so she shrugged. “No. Not unless you want to share with me.”
“They’re from your nails,” he admitted finally, his voice cool with reproach.
“What? What are you talking about?”
“You were in a lot of pain, so you grabbed my arm. You didn’t realize what you were doin’ at the time, and I didn’t think it was worthwhile bringin’ up, so I didn’t mention it. It’s not that I’m holdin’ things back from you. I’m not. But I knew tellin’ you wasn’t gonna make you feel any better. So, there will be times when I’m gonna need you to trust me and let things go when I tell you to. Unfortunately, I’m beginnin’ to think that’s not possible for you.”
“I don’t know,” she answered honestly, feeling tears trickle down her cheeks. She felt awful. She’d left deep marks and bruises on his arm and he’d been trying to protect her. “I don’t want you upset with me, but I do want you to share things, and I’m not sure you want to do that.”
“I’m not used to sharin’ things, Kellian. With anyone. And I’m really not used to havin’ my orders ignored. In fact, to tell you the truth, I don’t like it much.”
He was angry with her now, she knew it. Perhaps this wouldn’t work between them. She loved him, but if he got riled every time she questioned what he said or did, they would have a lot of problems. He was a Dom. And Doms expected to be obeyed. They did not like having their decisions disputed. She knew that. So, what did she want and expect from him?”
“I’m sorry, Sir,” she answered softly. “I didn’t mean to anger you with my concern…. Perhaps we should turn off the light and go to sleep now.”
“Perhaps we should,” he agreed. “Good night.” Rolling over, he clicked off the light.
Kelly sat next to him for a moment, unsure what she should do. In a D/s relationship the answer was simple. She would offer herself for punishment, receive it, and all would be forgiven. In a less restrictive relationship, which he appeared to be offering by confiding in her, things weren’t quite so cut and dried. It looked like a couple could go to bed while still angry with each other, and she didn’t like that. Not at all.
“You’re thinkin’ too much, Kellian. Now lie down and go to sleep,” he ordered with his back facing her.
“Sir…?”
She heard his sigh. “Yes?”
“I don’t like going to bed with things unresolved between us in this way.”
“I don’t either. But this ain’t somethin’ we can solve in an evenin’s conversation. So, put it out of your mind for now and we’ll talk about it another time. All right?”
She inched a little closer to him. “Is Sir really very angry with me right now?” He didn’t answer her. “Would Sir feel better if he punished his disobedient sub?” she asked softly.
Rolling over, he moved up on one elbow and gazed at her. “Why? Is his sub feeling guilty for some reason?”
“Yes, Sir. She’s feeling very unhappy at the moment.”
“And would a spankin’ help her feel better?”
“If it would mean Sir would cuddle with her again, then yes. It would.”
“You don’t have to be spanked for me to cuddle with you, Kelly.”
“I don’t?”
“No.”
“Do you forgive me?”
He leaned forward a bit and kissed her. “You’re a trial, I’ll give you that, but I can understand your reasonin’.” He ran his hand over her hair. “You were a brave girl tonight, and I was proud of you. However, that doesn’t grant you license to simply ignore me when I tell you to do somethin.’ You keep doin’ that and we’re gonna tangle somethin’ fierce. You understand?”
She scrunched her eyes together and nodded.
He tapped her chin. “Inappropriate response, especially in the dark.”
“Yes, Sir.” She thought she could see him smile, and it made her feel one hundred percent better.
“Good. A little show of respect is always appreciated.” He lay back down and put his arm out again. “Now how ‘bout you scoot in next to me and settle down. I have a feelin’ tomorrow’s gonna hold even more challenges for us.”
Moving in close, Kelly stretched out and lay her head on his arm. He immediately curled it around her and gave her a light hug. Pressing her nose in the curve between his arm and his chest, she inhaled deeply, loving his woodsy, male scent. It both calmed and excited her, and at the moment, it caused tiny tingles of desire to course through her. Then she tentatively reached over and kissed his nipple.
His response was a light smack on her butt.
“Go. To. Sleep. You’re distractin’ me.”
She giggled then ran her nose along his rib cage.
He grabbed her and pulled her up on top of him so her stomach lay over his groin. “You wanna spankin’? ‘Cause you’re not doin what I’m tellin’ you to, and that will earn you one quicker than you can say, ‘Ow.’”
She crossed her arms on his chest and placed her chin on her hands as she gazed at him with an impish smile. She could tell she’d definitely caught his interest.
“No,” he said sharply, giving her another swat. This one fell a little sharper and harder, making her wince. “Enough frisky business. You’ll run out of towels, and I need to take a shower in the mornin’.”
She laughed, then sighed and rolled off of him. “Okay. You’re the boss.”
“Hallelujah! Saints be praised. The lady finally understands.”
She gave him a light punch in the ribs, then gasped when he suddenly rose over her.
“That’s it, missy,” he said, frowning down at her. “Roll over.”
“No, I–”
“You heard me, and if I have to say it again, it’ll mean extra.”
“I was only teasing,” she complained, obediently rolling over onto her stomach.
He knelt on his haunches by her side and pressed his left hand at the small of her back. The first smack he delivered was lighter than the last … almost playful. “What do you say when your Dom gives you an order?” he asked sternly.
“Yes, Sir.”
“And did you say that?”
“I was trying to, but my Dom wasn’t listening.”
She could feel him laughing, so she took a chance and gave her butt a little wiggle.
That time he actually laughed out loud. “Yeah, you’re a sassy one all right. What am I gonna do with you?”
She peeked back at him. “Love me?”
He shook his head. “You, my lady, are truly desire wrapped in temptation. And I find you almost irresistible. But, it’s late, and if I take you now, we’ll–”
“We could take a shower together, and that way you won’t need another one in the morning and–”
His hand came down even harder then, causing her to jerk and give out a small yelp. That felt like a warning swat. So, she lay down in submission.
“Better. Now, do you feel sufficiently chastised, or should I continue.”
“Sufficiently chastised, Sir.”
“Good. Now what are you going to do?”
“Do as my Dom suggests, and go to sleep now, Sir.”
“Very good.” He lay back down, then drew her close. “No frisky business,” he warned.
“No, Sir,” she agreed. He may have been gently teasing to start, but he was also serious she listen and obey. Pillowing her head on his chest, Kelly closed her eyes. Strict demanding Doms could really be a pain in the butt sometimes, but right then, she wouldn’t have it any other way.
Actually, despite her lover’s prickly side, she had to admit she was pretty damn content, as well as totally, thoroughly and completely in love.
The next morning when Jim left, Kelly was still asleep. He left her a note warning her to keep away from the windows and listen to the officer there to protect her, then headed directly for the station while Officer Riley stayed with her again. Since she had Tuesday off as well, he suspected he was going to hear from her before lunch. The asshole hadn’t called after yesterday to threaten her again, so Jim knew if the scum was really out to terrify Kelly, he’d be calling soon.
When Jim saw Kyle, he waved at him. The younger man was looking tired and upset, which reminded him how Kelly’s little scene on Friday had caused Kyle’s girlfriend, Tiffany, to storm out of the station with the words, “Happy Birthday, you sick fucker.” Yup, Kyle no doubt had his hands full with that one.
“How’s Kelly?” Kyle asked, his concern obvious.
Jim was equally concerned, but not about her safety. She was as safe as she could be for the moment. “Fine. We’ve got her under protective custody now. I’ve a feelin’ the bastard who’d fucked her up inside is the same scumbag we’re lookin’ for. Nothin’ new on that front, I’m afraid to say.
“But hey, bud, what’s goin’ on between you and Tiffany? Here I am yappin’ away about my problems, and haven’t even asked about yours.”
Kyle shrugged, although Jim could tell the younger man was deeply worried. “She won’t see me. Her father talked to me and basically asked me to leave her alone and let her heal.”
“Gee, that’s a bummer. I was hopin’ you guys had a fun ‘n frisky weekend together at least.”
Kyle shook his head, then asked, “So, have you two finally got things straightened out?”
That’s a tricky one.
“We’re workin’ on it. I need to loosen up a bit, and she needs to come to heel quicker. It’s not easy, but I think we’ll find our way. Right now, I just wanna catch the bastard who’s cuttin’ up those girls. I don’t want any more young ladies havin’ to go through surgery because of what that pervert is doin’ to ‘em.”
“So you really think Kelly may be one of your perp’s earlier victims?”
Jim winced. The thought of her being tortured still turned his guts. “Yeah, I do. It makes me sick to think how she must have suffered under that guy. I gotta give her credit, though. She’s a lot stronger than I realized. I’m sorry she stayed with him as long as she did, but she deserves kudos for survivin’ the torment he put her through, and gettin’ away.”
“Did she actually admit that Mike had hurt her?”
Yeah, she did, but it took a spanking to get the information out of her.
However, Kyle didn’t need to know that part. “Sort of. She had to go through some surgery herself, since I’m pretty sure she was bleedin’ heavily when she finally ran away. From what she said they wasted no time wheelin’ her into the operatin’ room.”
“I can’t believe I never realized something like that had happened to her.”
Jim clapped Kyle on the shoulder. “Don’t beat yourself up, bud. She tried to lie to me about it, too, and I don’t think I would have discovered the truth for quite some time if she hadn’t gotten that phone call. It sorta sped things up a bit.”
“Let me know if I can do anything, okay?”
“Will do. See you later.”
When Jim got to his desk, two guys on his team sounded excited. Jeff said, “He called again, and we caught him on tape!”
“He called? How’s Kelly doin’?”
Jeff shrugged. “Bill said she was a little upset by it, but glad that he was there when it happened.”
Jim was surprised she hadn’t called him, but decided to listen to the tape first.
The voice was gravelly, almost indistinct, and creepy. “Kelly. I know where you live. I know who is visiting you. And I know exactly how I’m going to get you, girl. You really shouldn’t have run from me, Kelly. You naughty, naughty girl. And I’m going to have to punish you for that. You’re not going to like it, I’m afraid, but you made me very mad, Kelly. So mad, I’ve had to punish other girls in your place until I could find you. But I’ve got my sights fixed on you now, so this time, you aren’t going to get away from me ever again.”