Pleasing the Shifter: The Complete Series (BBW Paranormal Bear Shape Shifter Romance) (5 page)

“You,” she said, “want me to give him a blow job? Like, right here?”

He nodded.

Still not sure if he was serious or not. How could he be? “I don’t understand,” she said.

“Well, let me explain it to you then,” he said, speaking slowly and clearly as if to someone who spoke English as a second language. “You need to learn some discipline. I was busy with other things and neglected you yesterday. Perhaps that’s my fault. Now we find ourselves in this unfortunate situation. You’ve offended Bill and that reflects poorly on me. You sucking his dick accomplishes two things: first, it will prove to Bill that you’re truly sorry. And second, it will prove to me that you’re willing and able to learn from me. If that’s not something you want then you can collect your clothes and go back to your room. I’ll have the driver take you home as soon as possible. But if you do want to learn to take orders from me, and I suspect you do by the little show you put on today by the pool, then you can start by taking Bill’s dick into your mouth right now. Think carefully before you act.”

She swallowed hard. He was definitely serious. Everything about
 
him–the look on his face, his unwavering stare–screamed serious to her and she suddenly had the urge to jump up out of the water and run away from these two power-hungry men. Run away and never look back.

But there was an even greater urge in her. Her pussy began to throb at the thought of Ethan having complete control over her. Ordering her to do things. Dirty, secret things like sucking Bill’s cock in front of him. And afterwards would he make her suck his cock? That prospect alone was worth any freedom she might be sacrificing by agreeing to this. From the little bit she knew of Ethan it would definitely mean sacrificing something. She thought back to what Sofia told her. Don’t get involved. Well, now she was involved.

In the end, the decision was easy. The idea of this man having his way with her in front of Ethan excited her beyond anything she could imagine and any possible consequences of agreeing to this–what would you even call it? an arrangement?–any possible consequences of agreeing to this arrangement were so far from her mind it was no wonder that later, much later, she would look back on this moment in her life and marvel at how sometimes decisions of such great magnitude could be made with nearly no thought whatsoever.

“Hand me that towel?” She didn’t want to get Bill’s tuxedo wet with chlorine water.

“You,” Ethan said, “will address me as Sir and will always say please when appropriate.”

“Will you hand me that towel please, Sir?” Liking this game already.

She stood up on the step in front of Bill. It was the perfect height for her to reach his cock. Ethan handed her the towel and she dried off her hands, then her breasts and the rest of her body as the men watched her. Taking her time, showing off every inch of her hard, young body. No expressions on their faces but she knew they must be enjoying this as much as she was.

When she finished drying herself she looked up at Bill and said, “May I suck your cock now Bill?” And after a brief pause adding, “Please?”

“Go ahead,” he said.

His fly was still open from before and his erection pressed against the thin material of his pants. She reached her hand in and placed it over his throbbing dick. He wore silk boxers and she found an opening at the front of them, working his cock out through the hole and into the night air.

Looking up at him, she wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft, then opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and, starting from the base, she licked the smooth underside of his dick all the way to the end, circling around the opening before letting his head enter between her parted lips.
 

Wrapping her warm mouth tightly around his throbbing cock she moved her head forward, sliding him into her as far as she thought she could take it, before pulling her head back, all the while looking up at him. As she let his cock out of her mouth, a thin line of saliva reached from the tip and connected to her bottom lip. She brought her hand up and wiped it away then kissed the soft head, teasing him, savoring the moment. This was the sexiest thing she’d ever done and her pussy agreed by dripping juices down her leg.

“This is all rather sweet,” Bill said, “but I don’t have all day.” He tossed his cigar in the hot tub then threw his glass down hard to the side. It shattered against the concrete, startling her. He grabbed the back of her hair between his strong fingers, gripping it tightly, the roots pulling at her scalp.
 

It hurt but she didn’t want him to see her pain and she wanted Ethan to see that she could do as she was told.

“Open,” Bill said.

She opened her mouth wide and he plunged himself in. She grabbed onto the base of his shaft, struggling to keep him from going too deep, already feeling like she might gag any moment. Her throat strained open as wide as it would go and he fucked her face relentlessly, pushing her head down as he thrusted his hips hard against her young mouth, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

“Take that cock like a good little slut,” Bill said.

She tried to reply but all that came out was a gurgled moan, vibrating against his dick. The more she tried to keep him from going too deep, to keep him from choking her with his huge cock, the more he tried to do it. And only after she resigned herself to the face fucking, relaxing completely, taking her hand from the base of his cock, letting him have his way, only then did he let up–ever so slightly–pulling back when she started to gag, releasing the grip on her hair enough that she wasn’t in pain anymore.

While Bill fucked her face, she stole a glance over to Ethan. He stood there expressionless, arms crossed over his chest, watching.

Once she got into a rhythm–relaxed her throat to the point where she didn’t feel like she was choking with each thrust–the throbbing between her own legs became even more prominent. She reached her hand down and ran a finger along the length of her slit, gathering moisture, then circled around her engorged clitoris, rubbing it fast and hard, matching Bill’s dick in her mouth. She plunged her fingers deep inside her wet pussy, looking at Ethan while she did it, moaning in pleasure against Bill’s huge cock. It wouldn’t take long for her to come like this, and she rubbed faster anticipating the rush of pleasure that would soon follow. As she fingered herself, rubbing furiously against her clit, she imagined it was Ethan’s cock that was filling her mouth and throat. That sent her close to the edge of orgasm.

Before she had a chance to come, Bill suddenly groaned and gripped hair tightly, ramming his dick deep into her skull. His warm seed exploded into her throat and she slurped it as best she could, swallowing the entire load. He pulled out and gripped himself, sending two more shots of cum onto her face. It dripped down her nose and cheek and she stuck her tongue out as far as she could licking it up, making sure she swallowed all of it. That seemed the appropriate thing to do.

Bill finally let go of her head and she used her finger, wet from her pussy, to slide the remaining streaks of cum from her face to her mouth, licking it off her finger as she looked up at him.

He put himself back in his pants as he caught his breath, looking down at her, smirking. “Not bad,” he said.

Ethan was still just standing there with his arms across his chest, not saying anything. But she did see the outline of his cock pressing against his pants. Her pussy tingled and she knew she was so close; if he put his dick in her she would come instantly.

Bill said, “Well, I’ll leave you two. Hope, it was nice to meet you.” He winked at her then turned and left, leaving her naked and alone with Ethan, wishing she knew what was going on behind those stoic, blue eyes of his.

He held is hand out to her and helped her out of the hot tub, giving her a towel. They were right in front of each other now, so close she could see the moistness on his lips. His perfect lips she’d wanted to kiss again so badly.

She let the towel drop to the ground and reached her hand out to his crotch, squeezing his erection, biting her lip while she looked into his eyes.

Without moving, he said, “What are you doing?”

“I need you, Sir,” she said. “Please?” Stroking his hard shaft through his pants, her pussy dripping wet as she felt him for the first time.

“Take your hand away now,” he said flatly.

She drew her hand away quickly and said, “I’m sorry, I just thought–“

“You thought what? That I would fuck you right after you sucked off Bill? Kiss you while his cock is still on your breath? While his cum is still in your mouth?”

She looked away, the night air suddenly cold against her bare skin, and wrapped her arms tightly across her chest.

“You’ve done a good job so far–” he said.

She looked back to him, meeting his gaze.

“–But you haven’t earned the right to be touched by me in that way. Do you understand?”

She nodded.

“First, you’ll have to prove your loyalty and show me how disciplined you are. But since you did as you were told with Bill then I’ll let you come to the party.”

“Really?” she said, wanting to jump up and hug him but holding herself back.

“Get dried off and go up to your room. I’ll have a maid bring a dress up for you to wear. When you come down I’ll take you around and introduce you.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she said, a wide smile on her lips.

“You’re welcome,” he said. “But listen to me carefully. I’m taking you under my guidance now. I’m going to teach you how to behave and if you learn well then I promise you the rewards will be beyond anything you can imagine. But if you disobey me–“ He held is finger up in front of her face. “–in the slightest way, the punishment will be swift and severe.”

She nodded, doing her best to hide the excitement threatening to burst out of her body.

“Okay,” he said. “Get dressed and go straight up to your room.” He turned, leaving her alone and stripped of the boredom she’d experienced earlier in the evening.

Hope sat in her room, replaying the events from the hot tub over and over in her mind as she waited for her dress. The way they’d shifted into bears then back to people. Like it was something completely normal. And what did he say? Something about needing to know the rules if she was going to play the game. And the rough way he’d treated her while Ethan just watched. The way she felt like she’d given up all control of her body over to him. It surprised her but it was such a turn on to be used that way.

A light knock came at her door.

“Come in,” she said.

Sofia came in carrying a black evening gown, not making eye contact.

“Sofia,” she said. “Oh my god. You’ll never believe–“

“Miss Whitehall,” Sofia snapped. “Your Sir has commanded me to help you dress. Nothing more.”

“Help me?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Sofia glared at her, still holding the dress in her arms.

“I didn’t mean to get involved. I promise. It just happened.”

“It’s too late now. You’re deep into it. And I hope you know what you’re doing. Just get dressed and don’t say anything else. Trust me. It’s better that way.”

Hope didn’t know what to think of it all but the dress did look expensive. She stripped down to her underwear then went to her closet and found a strapless black bra and matching thong panties, put them on then came back out to find Sofia in the same spot, looking at the floor.

“Okay, let’s see what it looks like on me. I hope it fits.”

Sofia looked up at her now, scanned her body. “Hope?” she said.

“Yes?”

“Your Sir said for you to not wear any panties.”

“Did he?”

Her friend’s face was turning colors and it was obvious she was trying to hide her anger.

“Well, my Sir does know best.” She quickly pulled the panties down and noted the moisture in them from her still-excited pussy, then went and stood in front of the mirror looking at her bare slit.

Sofia brought the dress over and helped Hope into it, zipping the back up for her, then stood off to the side looking at the floor.

“What do you think?” Hope said. It fit perfectly and she was impressed with how grown up she looked.

Sofia quickly looked at her then turned away and said, “It’s fine.”

Hope could tell she wanted to leave but of course wouldn’t go until Sofia told her she could. “Would you mind helping me with my makeup?” she asked, putting on her sweet and innocent voice, maybe a little drunk on power now.

As she walked down the large front staircase to they party, Hope couldn’t help but notice the heads turning to look at her and she loved the attention, still playing her part. Maybe the best part she’d ever had. Ethan was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, smiling, the stern look from before completely gone from his face. Him playing a part too.

He kissed her cheek. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you, Sir. I love the dress.”

“You’re welcome.” Then he leaned over to whisper in her ear.

As he did his manly scent enveloped her and she inhaled deeply, the smell intoxicating.

He said, “Did the maid give you my message?” His breath warm and his voice soothing against her ear.

She put her hand on his shoulder and whispered back to him, “Yes, my panties are safely upstairs and my pussy is bare and ready for whatever you need of it.”

He smiled at her. “Excellent.”

Then he took her around the party, introducing her to everyone. “I’d like you to meet my friend, Hope,” he would say. And then afterwards, moving on to the next group of people, he would confide in her ear what he thought of them–their business, the rumors about them, how they might be able to hurt him and how he would retaliate if they were dumb enough to try. The things he was telling her were deeply personal and she couldn’t help but feel vulnerable herself with him telling her these things. It either meant that he could trust or wasn’t afraid at all of her trying to hurt him. And she knew he didn’t trust people so easily so it had to be the latter.

She tried very hard to keep it all straight in her head but after a while the names began to run together and her mouth was tiring from smiling so much.