Bondage Ranch 6: Taming the Mistress (17 page)

He smiled. “You don’t think we’re done, do you? It’s a symbol. It is one thing to believe that Mistress Sue can be collared. Another to believe she can serve.”

She looked back at him and smiled. “You have a plan?”

“Please me as best you can. That is my only plan. I want more than your obedience. I want your creativity.”

Please him
. Exactly what she wanted to do. She tried to think how best to do it. If she were good at dancing, she’d have danced for him, naked and as if no one was watching. Maybe she could learn to do that at some point, but she wasn’t sure it would come across well now. There was one thing she knew he’d like. She leaned forward, putting her hands on his thighs. Then she had an idea. Until she’d been a domme, she would never have thought about it, but it could be done submissively as well, she thought. She hoped Dane agreed.

“Master, I have an idea to make it better for you. May I use the toy bag?”

He looked at her curiously and then nodded.

She put her hand in the bag, rummaging to find what she was looking for. It was all organized, but it wasn’t her organization. Finally, she found it—a bottle of lube. She grinned at him. “Scoot forward, please, Master?”

He moved forward in the chair.

She lifted his kilt and was gratified to find his cock already hard and at full extension. She wrapped her hand around it and then lowered her mouth to the glans. A small bead of precum had formed at the tip. She licked it off and looked up at him for approval. He smiled at her.
Good.

She took her hand off his cock and let more of him in. His hand nested in her hair, asserting control. She couldn’t take all of him in her mouth, and she trusted him not to push too far. Still, it felt good to surrender to him and let him set a rhythm. His cock nudged against the back of her throat, almost but not quite triggering her gag reflex. He seemed to like what she did.
I will get even better at this.

A moan behind her reminded her she was not alone with Dane. It was so easy to tell a sub to ignore everyone else and focus, and so hard to do it. Having a plan helped, however. She flipped open the top of the bottle of lube and poured some onto the tip of her right index finger. Then she cradled his balls in the rest of her hand, feeling their heaviness.

He groaned, which sounded encouraging. She slid her hand forward, questing blindly until she found his puckered opening. Then she touched her finger to it and spread lube around the sensitive area. He took in a sharp breath, and his hand tightened on her hair. She focused on the feeling of his cock in her mouth, pushing her tongue against the underside to give him as much pleasure as she could.

He hadn’t asked her to stop. Her left hand shook as she poured some more lube onto her right index finger, and some of the lube dribbled onto her palm or the floor. It was difficult to focus when she was trying so hard not to miss a beat with her mouth. Fortunately, his hand was reminding her of the rhythm.

She slipped her hand back under him and found his slickened hole again. She pushed. He groaned, but this time, he was ready for it. For a moment, there was resistance, and then he relaxed. She slid her finger farther inside and curled it to press against his prostate. If one did it right, one could make a man spill his cum without the satisfaction of orgasm, but that wasn’t her intent. She wanted to heighten the experience, not deaden it. So she stroked inside softly and went back to focusing on giving him the best blowjob she could.

He loosened his grip on her head, rocking his hips instead to guide her pace. She responded eagerly, trying to take him as far in as possible when he rocked up and letting him slide slowly out of her mouth when he lowered again. His breath was quickening. She could feel his fingers quivering in her hair. He was close, very close. She took him back deep in her throat and wiggled her finger.

He came hard, squirting so far down her throat she could barely even taste it as she tried to swallow. Unable to help it, she pulled back for the second jet, and it landed on her tongue, salty and strong like whiskey. She took him back in deeply, focusing on swallowing everything he gave her. She wanted to be perfect for him.

He stroked her cheek, and she looked up. A broad smile formed on his lips. She pulled off, her eyes wet with emotion, and smiled back.

“You are such a pleasing submissive, Sue.”

“Only because you’re the right master, Dane.”

He chuckled. “I have heard you can be quite the bitch with others.”

She giggled. “Only because they wanted it that way. Now I’m just your b—”

He kissed her suddenly, shutting her up. She knew he could taste his cum in her mouth, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he kissed her as hungrily as ever. Maybe the taste reminded him of what she’d been doing to him, and would do again anytime he asked.

“A slave girl is enough, Sue. I don’t want you to use that word to describe yourself. We can unleash our animal passions on each other without that.”

“Yes, Master.” She marveled at what a complex man he was. She reached up to touch the collar around her neck. She couldn’t help but give it a tug to see if it would come off. It didn’t. That reassured her. And he’d found something she could wear that wouldn’t cause suspicion at work. “You take such good care of me. I am proud to be your slave girl.”

“You, Sue, are perfect. And I love you.”

She smiled up at him. “I love you too.”

She looked around at her friends. They’d gone back to doing their own things, for the most part. Emma was on a St. Andrew’s cross, facing outward, and Diego was flogging her breasts. Bruce and Laera were helping Veronica suspend Marcia from the suspension frame. Aidan was introducing Constance to the curious sensation of having hot wax dripped on her. For a moment, she thought of all the skills she’d acquired as a domme and thought it was a shame they would be going to waste. But then she looked back at Dane.
No. It was good, but I’m exactly where I want to be now, and for a long, long time to come.

Loose Id Titles by Sindra van Yssel

A Haunted Romance

In the Middle

Secretary for Two

Submissive by Moonlight

The Barbarian and the Witch

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The BONDAGE RANCH Series

Roped In

Pushing Limits

Moving On

His Little Tart

His Little Treasure

Taming the Mistress

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The EXCESS Series

Dome and Domme

Blonde and Owner

Brat and Master

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The LE PETIT MORT Series

Purple Passion

Red Lust

Blue Desire

Sindra van Yssel

I’ve been writing all my life, but I published my first book in 2009 and since then have published over twenty romances, all with some element of BDSM in them. Along the way, I’ve received five star and top pick reviews from a wide variety of sources, and have had the pleasure of hearing from many readers.

I write about hot, dominant men and strong, submissive women. I have a soft spot for happy endings but I love torturing my characters. It’s fun to watch them overcome obstacles, and enjoy some hot kinky sex along the way. Hopefully you’ll enjoy watching them squirm as much as I do.

I’ve developed a passion for rope and all its kinky uses, and have enjoyed visiting play parties, clubs, and munches—all in the name of research, of course! It all helps to make my books as authentic and as sexy as I can possibly make them.

When I’m not writing, I enjoy playing disc golf, and board games with friends. I’m a fan of Australian rules football (go Eagles!) and travel to Australia occasionally. I’m also a big fan of European soccer, especially the English Premier League. I don’t like my men in helmets. I currently live in Virginia with a son who is just about to go off to college, and work a day job in the public library.

Having readers is what makes writing worthwhile. I still get a shiver out of knowing that readers are reading my books.

For more about me, check out my Web site at
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