Master (23 page)

Authors: Raven McAllan

Anna lifted her rear off her legs and looked up at him. Her
eyes were misty, and he could see the soft sheen of tears where they clung to
her lashes. How he didn't just cuddle her he had no idea.

"Then assume the position, love."

The look she gave him almost had him opening up, telling her
he had already decided he wanted only her, but some dark emotion deep inside
him wanted her total submission, albeit on those terms.

She fell back onto her legs and bent her head. Her long hair
spilled forward and teased him by highlighting her breasts.

"Yes, Sir."
Her voice was uneven, and he
could see how erratically she breathed.

He waited for as long as he felt both of them could cope and
then bent to hunker down in front of her.

"Color, love?”
He wondered how she'd answer
that. It had
always
been yellow or red before.

"Oh, green, Sir."

Green?
Shit.

"Well done, love. Now we're going to have to improvise
here. I thought I'd come away for a few days break with Daisy and Marco, not to
rediscover my lovely wife and sub's body."

"Please, Sir," she said with a giggle, "Oh,
sorry, but that is so like Oliver Twist. Um, Sir, I've had to improvise as
well, but I do have a couple of things that you might like."

"Oh? Show me."

Anna scrambled to her feet and walked straight-backed and,
for once he saw, at ease with herself toward the shoulder bag she'd put down on
the floor. She hesitated and took out a
hessian
bag
and brought it back to him. He took it from her and opened it.

"Well, well. Who did you say you've been playing
with?"

"Athol, sort of, only I couldn't. It's got to be you.
That's why I brought the recorder thing. The bugger taped me saying so, so if
you didn't believe I said it
fi
… oh fuck." The
dismay on her face was comical. There was no way he intended to tell her he'd
found out that Daisy had recorded their phone conversation. Or that Athol had
told him days earlier that if and when Anna came to him,
Cade
didn't believe her, that Athol would use him for fucking practice—without lube.
Cade
had reassured Athol he knew Anna wouldn't lie
and told him what he'd told Daisy. The show and share part of his life was
over, whether Anna returned to him or not.

"I guessed," he said. "And I need to tell you
that I've no need of…"

"I know. I heard the phone call. But I'd said my bit
before that."

"Anna. Love, stop talking,
get
those clothes off, and let's play. I believe you, you believe me, and we trust
each other. Yes?"

"Oh yes."

She pulled her plain top over her head, and
Cade
salivated. The purple bustier barely skimmed her
nipples.

"
Er
, what else are you
wearing?" He asked hoarsely. Her smile was all secure, all loving, and all
siren. Now he knew how a tethered lamb felt as the wolf approached.

"Just this."
With a slow deliberation that
he knew was designed to torture, she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it.
He ignored the glimpse of purple thong he saw her drag down with it and
drooled. Under stockings and suspenders she was as naked as the day she was
born. Her beautiful pussy was bare, and her nether lips peeked out from under
their hood to tease him.

"Ah, what did you bring with you?"
Damn, my
brain's
scrambled.
It stayed that way as she took out the contents of the bag and
brought them to him.

"All we had that I thought was appropriate, I'm afraid,
Sir."

He took the flogger and cuffs and turned them over in his
hand
.
"And if I tell you I'm
going to use these on you? Cuff you to the bed."—Thank goodness it had a
rail top and bottom—"and
flog
that delectable ass
until it's as rosy as your cheeks. What's your color?"

He saw her chest rise and fall rapidly until he wondered
just how her breasts stayed confined under the bustier.

"Green, sir, and yes, please?"

He laughed. "And you'll let me make love to you then?
However I want?"

There was no way
could he call it anything other than lovemaking.

"Yes, Sir."
That was clear enough.

"Then give me your hands, sub." He'd never seen
her hold her hands out so fast.
Cade
clipped the
cuffs on and tugged. "Okay?"

"Yes, Sir, and green."
She smiled.
"Though at the risk of being disrespectful, I'm getting very
wet and very impatient."

Cade
ran his hand over her slit
and smiled. "Getting?"

"Am then, Sir."

Cade
bit his lip to stop the smirk
that formed on them. He was enjoying himself, but his dick was pushing against
his zipper and demanding it got into the action.

"Then go to the bed. I'm going to fasten you and redden
your cheeks before I put my cock deep inside you. And you know what?" He
kept his tone as conversational as he could manage. "You won't climax
until I say so."

"No, Sir."
She sounded doubtful.

"Turn round and grip the rail, love."

"Yes, Sir."
Cade
fastened the cuffs to the rail with hands that weren't as steady as they could
have been. Never mind that he wanted to forgo the formalities and fuck her
until neither had any strength to move. It was important they enjoyed something
more.
Not
Shibari
, not this time.
Even though he did have a rope with him.
That was
something he wanted to save. Not for an anonymous hotel room, but for their
home, wherever they chose to live.

“Ready, sub?"
He tested the weight of the
flogger. He'd bet his newest set of wax it belonged to Athol; it was a perfect
weight and size to sting and thud.

"Yes, Sir."
He'd never heard Anna sound
so at ease with
herself
or so confident. Dare he push
her a little?

"Set of twenty, love? Count for me?" There was no
way he could
not
make it a question.
"And color?"

"Yes, Sir, yes, Sir, and
green."

He swung the flogger
and hit it over her left cheek with a thwack he knew would sting. She jerked
and moaned. It was the most perfect noise she could have made. Even after that
first strike he heard her arousal.

"One, Sir…" The next strike to her right cheek he
made sting somewhat more.

"Ah, Sir, oh so green.
Two…"

He watched as with each sting or thud she rolled with the
pain until her arousal coated her legs.

"Twenty.
Still green."

As much as he'd like to see how far he could push,
Cade
knew he had to stop and let his cock play.

He rubbed her glowing
arse
with
one hand and listened to her soft moans and gasps, as he unzipped his jeans
with the other. Then he used his toes to help get the tight denim off. His
prick, now released from the confines of clothes, showed its intention by the
amount of pre-cum that glistened along its length.

With no finesse whatsoever,
Cade
kicked her legs open and leaned forward. It took very little effort to guide
his dick forward and to tease the entrance to her channel. Anna pushed back to
entice him in.

Cade
didn't need the encouragement. He drove hard and fast until his balls slapped
her body.

"Sod
the don't
come," he
said. "I can't hold back, it's been too bloody long."
Cade
reached around her, found her clit, and pinched hard
even as he felt his climax begin to bubble. "Come for me, Anna. Scream and
show me how much you want this." He thrust hard. Premature ejaculation had
never been a problem before, but now it seemed his staying power was minimal.
As his cum filled her, Anna tightened her muscles around him and did as he
asked.

She screamed and shook.

Caden
managed not to add his
screams to hers, but it was a close call. He groaned as she held him inside
her, milking him until he decided drained had taken on a whole new meaning.

"Lord,
Cade
, I'm
knackered." Anna's voice was soft, and her body still trembled. It took
immense effort for him to make his fingers work and loosen the cuffs, even if
it was just Velcro to rip open. He managed, and Anna collapsed the top half of
herself onto the bed. Her legs hung over the edge, and her feet were still on
the floor.

Cade
pulled himself together and
helped her to stretch out on the bed before he joined her.

She sighed, snuggled
into his side, and let her fingers tangle in the hairs on his chest.
Cade
out his arm around her and held her tightly.

"If you can promise me that every time we have a break,
Cade
, then let's go for one a day at least."
Anna sniggered. "But I vote the break is no more than five minutes at a
time."

Cade
grinned and kissed her long
and hard. "I'll second that, love. So are we okay?" He held his
breath.

Anna pulled herself up onto her elbows to look down at him.
"More than okay.
And you know? I'm so looking forward
to everything else we're going to do." She nibbled her lip.
"Starting whenever."

"Sounds good to me.
Oh, I can't promise you there
won't be ups and downs. We're human, but yeah, we're in it for the long ride.
But for now, even though for some reason Daisy insisted on me packing my new
Shibari
rope, I reckon we'd better head to the pub where
I'm guessing three eager and nosy people will be waiting for us.
Shibari
can wait, but I'm damn sure they can't. I really don't
want one of them butting in and putting lie to my promises of no
audience."

Anna rolled her eyes.
“
Er
no, I'm with you there. And no, I wouldn't put it
past them. Good things are worth waiting for, and
ohhh
I'm sure whatever happens will be one of those. I might need a supply of
tissues though, and not for my eyes." She giggled again and then sobered.
"
Cade
—
Caden
—Sir, I
know we've a long way to go. But this really is the end of the nightmares,
isn’t it?"