Silken Desires (23 page)

“Did you ever mix pleasure with pain?” He
held up the finger vibe for Liam to see.

Liam shook his head. “Only pain, it’s how I
do things.”

“Understood.” He squatted and reached under
her ass, ripping off her thong. He swiped fingers through the folds
between her legs, and then he rubbed the vibe teasingly everywhere
but her clit. He smacked her ass with his free hand. She wriggled
it in his face, seeming to enjoy it. He smiled to himself.
This
is going better than I thought
. He continued for a few minutes
and then stopped once he noticed her breathing growing heavier.
Blowing a breath between her legs, he watched as her body trembled.
He stood and whacked her ass good and hard a few times.

Liam walked over and pulled Jonathan aside.
“What would you like me to do?”

“Let’s go have a drink.” He grinned. Taking
one last look at her before leaving the room his heart warmed
seeing his collar around her neck.

Drinks in hand the men walked out to the
pool. “Thank you for coming today Liam, it means a lot to me. As
you know, I love that woman in there with all of my heart and have
for as long as I can remember. I know you love her, too, and if you
hadn’t told us, I would have known anyway. I can see it on your
face. The way you look at her, the way you care about her, it’s
obvious. She’s mine now, but you can still care for her at a
distance.” Jonathan kept his gaze on Liam.

“I’m not sure what that means, but I have to
be honest, the only thing that’s holding me together right now, is
you. I know she’ll be happy, and well taken care of.” Liam glanced
around the yard and behind him at the house. “I could never offer
her a life like this.” He motioned to the house with his glass.

Jonathan glanced over the pool, watching the
sunlight play on the water. “I don’t want you to disappear from her
life. Keep in touch with her. Call, text, email or even come visit
every now and then if you’d like, that’s all I ask. I know Rox, and
you’re important to her. She would hurt if you disappeared from her
life completely.” He chuckled. “About the house and what I can
offer her, she could care less. I bet she asks me to move into her
small apartment before the week’s up.”

“I might not be able to get in touch with
her for a little while after I leave. I need to get myself
together. I knew there’d be a chance she would turn down my offer
again, but I had to try, I had to know, part of me hoped she’d come
with me.” He grew quiet and Jonathan didn’t know what to say. “But
I’ll be in touch eventually. I promise.”

“Good.” Trying to lighten the mood and get
some more background on the guy, he asked, “So Roxi was really a
slave to you? Did she have her own life? Do her own thing? I’m
sorry to ask these questions, but if you knew the real Roxi you’d
be as stunned as I am.”

“I won’t go into much detail, but she was my
slave 24/7. I did try to encourage her to go out every now and then
but she refused, probably for the punishment though. I see now that
wasn’t in her nature, and probably a depression of sorts she was
going through. Seeing her here, even though troubled, she’s much
more full of life being close to you than she ever was for me. That
also makes it a little easier to leave her behind.” Liam was a good
man, and Jonathan felt bad for him, he knew the pain of living
without Roxi. “Tell me, what’s the real Roxanne like?”

Jonathan laughed a good-natured laugh.
“She’s hell on wheels, man. Very vibrant, independent, and doesn’t
take shit from anyone. She’s one tough cookie. We’ve always been
equals and when the kink eventually became a part of our lives, we
took it day by day. She didn’t like being submissive so much, but
it wasn’t in her nature to dominate me, so we worked on it and I
trained her as my sub. Just as I thought we were getting to a
comfortable point in our relationship, she bailed on me.” He ran
his hand over the back of his neck.

“I never met that Roxi. Apparently I’m in
love with a woman that doesn’t exist. I don’t know if that makes it
any easier, though.” He held up his empty glass. “I guess I should
be heading out.”

Almost in a panic, Jonathan’s hands flew out
in front of him. “No, stay please, I meant it when I asked for your
assistance. Come with me to the playroom. I need some
guidance.”

Liam didn’t speak for a long moment, and
then he said, “All right.”

Inside the playroom, Jonathan went to check
on Roxi. Leaning against her, he put his lips to her ear. “Angel,
I’m back. I’m going to make you feel good, and then I’ll whip you,
and
please
use your safeword if you have to.”

Feeling between her legs with a slow drag of
his fingers, his dick stiffened at how wet she was. “Good girl.” He
rubbed her ass and swatted it several times, one right after
another, and she moaned. He pulled a four-foot single tail whip off
the wall and backed up. He cracked the whip a half dozen times in
the air for effect, and to loosen his shoulders to prepare. He
positioned himself and popped the whip close to Roxi’s ass but
didn’t allow it to connect. The next one however, did. Roxi moaned
in an erotic way that made his dick harden completely. He whipped
her left cheek several times leaving a red mark, but he hadn’t
anticipated it and stiffened at the sight. “You’re doing well,
Jonathan.” Liam was at his side.

He dropped his head and shook it. The man
rested a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, she wants it. Can’t you
hear it in her moaning, she’s practically begging for it?” He spoke
softly. “Go a little harder. You can do this. For her.”

With the extra encouragement, when he looked
he did see that she wanted more. She writhed around on the cross
whimpering, she was worked up and needed release. Jonathan looked
at Liam and a smile passed between the two of them. Wanting to make
her feel good, he raised the whip and hit her harder. Not a little
harder but a lot harder. That one would leave a mark. It felt good
to not hold back, but as soon as he pulled the whip back, he felt
guilt gnaw at his stomach. At the same time he registered the
guilt, he heard Roxi cry out in ecstasy as her orgasm took over.
“Oh God yes! Yes!”

Tortured, confused feelings hit him with a
vengeance. His head said “do it again” at the same time his heart
said “stop”, all the while his dick was hard as steel.

“She still wants more,” Liam offered. “See
how her breathing isn’t slowing?”

Needing to compose himself, Jonathan went to
Roxi and ran his fingers through her sopping wet pussy. He closed
his eyes and his breath caught. Fingering over her clit, it
twitched and she tried to pull away. She was sensitive after her
orgasm. “Fuck,” he muttered breathlessly.

He shoved two fingers in her and pumped them
furiously as she bucked and arched her back. He stopped suddenly
and pulled her by the hair. He kissed her lips and whispered, “You
are so fucking sexy. I’m going to whip your ass, come for me again
my slut.”

She nodded.

He went back to his position and cracked the
whip a few times to fuck around with her. Looking over his
shoulder, he saw Liam rubbing his cock through his pants. He jerked
his head toward the man’s dick. “Go ahead, relieve yourself, I
would.”

Liam looked unsure, but when Jonathan turned
around, he heard the man’s zipper. Cracking the whip in the air, he
chose to hit her left cheek again on the next pass. Admiring the
whiteness of her right cheek next to the red swollen one made him
want to fuck her right then and there in the playroom. It was on
odd turn of events, this play session. From behind him, he heard
Liam stroking his cock in controlled movements.

Jonathan continued to mark Roxi’s ass as she
came hard and screamed. In between her cries of joy, he heard
Liam’s rhythm pick up and shortly after, the man moaned. It sounded
like a stifled cry.

Jonathan got some baby wipes and tissues for
him. “Here, clean up, and join me.”

Liam slumped against the wall. “Sorry, it’s
been awhile and she’s so—so…” he trailed off, out of breath.

“Yeah, I know.” Jonathan offered him a small
smile and returned to Roxi. Checking her pussy, it was beyond wet
and her juices ran down her thighs. He wanted to drop and lap it
up. Instead, he reached down and pinched her clit. Hard. She gasped
and then groaned. “I want to call you bad things and then I want to
fuck you, but that can wait. I want Liam to whip you one last time
before he has to leave.” Roxi bit her lip, moaned and nodded her
head.

Jonathan turned and offered the whip to him.
“One last time?” Liam shook his head. “Please? We’d both like you
too. The right side is for you.” He pointed toward her pale ass
cheek. “Leave her one last marking of your doing, as a gift.”

Liam stepped forward shrugging his jacket
off, and neatly placed it on a nearby chair. He unbuttoned his
cuffs and rolled up his sleeves. Extending his hand to take the
whip from Jonathan, he looked sad. “I thank you both for allowing
me to be a part of your special day.” He cracked the whip a few
times, and rolled his shoulders. “This is my gift to you, my love,
one last time.” He unleashed the whip without batting an eye; it
was harder than Jonathan could ever hit Roxi, even though he could
see the joy in her face when her eyes rolled back in her head and
her lips parted.

Her head of brown hair flipped back in sheer
ecstasy, and the sexy noises coming from her mouth made him
reconsider. He might have to toughen up for her if this was the
only way for her to enjoy herself. He reached down to press on the
head of his cock, trying to stave off his urgent need to come.
Watching the two of them was the most erotic scene he’d ever seen.
Liam gave, and Roxi received, like they’d been doing this their
whole lives. It was sexy as hell.

After marking Roxi’s ass much redder than
Jonathan had, Liam reeled it in and wrapped the whip in a circle,
placing it on a nearby table. “She’s had enough.” He glanced at his
watch. “It’s time for me to go.” He walked over to Roxi and spoke
quietly in her ear with a hand on the small of her back. He then
pressed a small kiss to the top of her head, and waited a moment
until she nodded, and then he headed toward Jonathan.

“Thank you. I’ll treasure this day, and
remember it always.” Liam extended a hand to Jonathan.

They shook hands firmly with the most
emotional handshake Jonathan ever experienced. “Even though it’s
not so, I feel like I’m taking her from you.” Jonathan looked away
from the pained expression on Liam’s face.

“She was never mine to take.” Jonathan’s
head snapped up and Liam’s eyes were threatening to tear, he could
see at any moment the man might cry. “Even in New York, she was
with you, heart and soul. I see that now. Take care of her
Jonathan. I’ll be in touch.” Liam looked from him to Roxi and back
to him again. He gave a curt nod and left the room.

Jonathan approached Roxi and uncuffed her
from the cross. “How are you doing, Angel?” She fell into his arms
when she was free, and cried against his chest. He carried her to a
small bed off in the corner to apply ice and ointment to her
reddened backside while she sobbed. Then he lay with her under the
covers. “Shhh, it’s all right, Angel. I’m here for you.” She began
to shiver and he rubbed her arms.

Hours later, he woke to Roxi up on her elbow
looking down at him. “Thank you.” She fingered her collar. “I love
it, and I love you.”

He pulled her down to his chest and crushed
her against him. “I love you, too.”

“And thank you for allowing Liam to be here
today, it was special having him help us with our impromptu
ceremony, bearing witness to our commitment and all of that stuff.”
She sighed. “And I needed closure. He’s a wonderful man, but I
could never give myself to him completely. You always had a part of
me with you. Even when you didn’t feel like it, I was right here.”
She rested her hand over his heart.

“I’m glad he was here too.” He pulled Roxi
in for a light kiss.

“And I’ll try harder next time. I know I’m
not as good as he is. More practice is what I need.” He stroked his
hand down her back.

“The play was fine, you did a good job. You
made me feel floaty.” Her lips pulled up into a smile.

“And I think this was good closure for you
too. You don’t have to say anything or admit anything, what you had
with Liam should remain private and your business, but I do know
you felt something for him, and that’s okay.” He ran his fingers
through her hair. She remained quiet.

“Rox, know that I’ll be here for you no
matter what. I don’t want to share you or let anyone near you
because you’re mine, but if I can’t meet your needs we’ll find
someone else to get the job done. Maybe Frank can be our go-to guy.
I trust him.”

“No.” Roxi pulled him down and kissed him
desperately. Her frenzied lips were all over his. Pulling away from
him, she said, “No, Jonathan. Only you.” Her fingers trailed down
his face and to his lips where she traced them. “I don’t want, or
belong to anyone else. We can make this work. Only you, it’s only
ever been you.”

A few days later, Jonathan asked Roxi if she
would attend a demo at Underground Decadence. He’d spoken to Kyle
and they hashed things out so he could get back to work. Jonathan
promised to never have a momentary lapse during work hours again,
and if he’d been drinking or felt off kilter, he would let someone
know, and that seemed to appease Kyle.

That night’s demo was something of a variety
show. Kyle wanted three different scenes at once on the stage. It
hadn’t been done before, and attendees were by special invite only.
That peaked Jonathan’s interest.

Roxi didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

He grinned like a loon. “I’m happy that
you’re so eager to join me, but you haven’t heard my request yet,
Angel.
” She stiffened and he glared into her eyes until she
bowed her head.