Authors: Vera Roberts
“Just doing my job, Ms. Waters,” he replied.
“You know I meant what I said earlier,” she said.
“I know.”
Caprina pulled out a pair of lace panties and stuffed them inside Scott’s tailored suit. She wrapped her hands around his head and whispered in his ear. Her breath was hot. “I want you to think about me when you’re fucking her.”
“As you were, Ms. Waters,” Scott replied.
Caprina winked and walked away. “We’ll be in touch, Scotty.”
Scott waited for Caprina to be out of eyesight and walked over to the nearest trashcan. He stuffed her underwear in there.
T
WENTY-
S
EVEN
Mariana cleansed her body no fewer than three times. She had to smell perfect. She had to smell fresh. She had to smell clean. She left her hair down and put light mousse in it to give it a wet look.
She was nervous about tonight. She had always wanted to go to a
play party
and now was her chance. Scott was going to bring her as His guest. She didn’t know what to expect from Him or from the party. All she knew was that she had to be perfect. She was representing Him as she had done so many times in the past. She was representing Him in front of others in His social circle. Mariana felt just as nervous going to the
play party
as she had meeting Scott’s family a few weeks prior.
Be perfect for your Lord.
She slipped on the corset and micro-mini and they hugged her curves. She put on the Tiffany earrings he purchased for her when they reunited and the strappy Louboutin shoes he left at her desk.
Now all she could do was wait.
She waited in their bedroom and tried to stay as relaxed as possible. She couldn’t. She was worried about her appearance. She was worried about pleasing Him. She was worried about that night. Everything, her Lord decided, was up to her. If she didn’t want to participate, all she had to do was say the word and they would stay home.
Maybe some champagne would help me.
Mariana walked to the dining room and opened the refrigerator. No champagne. Plenty of beer and other hard liquor. She was tempted to crack open a Blue Moon, but she stopped. She didn’t want to smell like beer for her first outing as a
submissive.
It went against her perfect plan.
She suddenly heard the garage door open and the roaring engine of Scott’s Maserati. Mariana had to steady her breath. She just hoped she looked good for Him.
Scott entered the foyer, looking every bit as if he had stepped out of a GQ photo shoot. He was wearing a casual suit with a white shirt slightly opened at the top. His hair was gelled and slicked back. He looked and smelled like sex. “I see my baby is ready for this evening,” Scott approached her. He was carrying a champagne bottle in his hand.
“Yes, my Lord.” There was nervousness in Mariana’s voice.
“Shhh…” Scott wrapped his arms around her and kissed her temple. “No need to be afraid, My pet. I won’t let any harm come to your way.”
Feeling Scott’s arms wrapped around her made Mariana forget any apprehension she just had minutes prior. “Okay, my Lord.”
Scott pulled away and took out two champagne glasses. He popped open the bottle and began to pour. He handed Mariana a glass. “This will take the edge off.” His voice was like silk.
Mariana waited for Scott to pour the other glass and raised hers for a toast. “To new memories,” Scott promised.
“To new memories,” Mariana smiled. She sipped the sweet liquor and then quickly finished it. Within minutes, she instantly felt better. She could’ve gone for another glass but she didn’t want to push her luck. Her Lord had a lot waiting for her still.
“Let’s go over the rules for tonight,” Scott began, “we’ll do the traffic light system as always. You’re to never leave My side unless you need to go to the bathroom or otherwise directed by Me.”
“Yes, my Lord,” Mariana nodded.
“Any ground rules?” Scott asked.
“No spitting, slapping, or choking,” Mariana thought about anything else she learned. “Definitely no
age
or
race play
.”
“Got it. Anything else?”
“You can cum on my face, pull my hair, slap my ass and my thighs, and tie me up however You want. But I draw the line at You calling me a slut,” Mariana stood her ground.
Scott only heard the important part of her speech.
Cum on her face?
“Perfect,” He nodded. He pulled out a crystal-studded cowhide collar. His initials were on it. “I also got you a gift for you to wear tonight. Take a look at it.”
Mariana picked up the collar and admired it. It was so beautiful, and no matter how she turned it, the crystals sparkled with every movement. She was also happy for another reason: to everyone in the
scene,
she officially belonged to Scott and no one else. “It’s beautiful, my Lord.”
Scott took the collar back and turned Mariana around so He could put it on her. “I had it custom-made just for you,” He whispered in her ear, “I want everyone know you belong to Me.”
“Yes, my Lord,” she nodded as she caressed the collar.
“Good,” Scott smiled, “let’s go.”
****
The
play party
was located at a mansion in Hollywood Hills. Numerous cars lined up in the driveway, and guests were treated to hors d’oeuvres and champagne upon entry. Mariana gripped Scott’s arm as she passed many other
submissives
with their Doms and FemDommes. She felt like the least experienced of the bunch at the party, and her nervousness was beginning to seep through again.
Scott felt Mariana’s energy. She gripped His arm so tightly, He thought she was going to break it. “If you want to leave, My pet, just say the word,” He whispered.
“No,” Mariana found her strength. “We’ve made it this far and it’s too late to back out now.”
“It’s never too late,” Scott reminded her.
“I don’t want to, my Lord,” Mariana pressed, “I’m doing this for me.”
Scott nodded. He was proud of her. “Very well, then. Let’s enjoy our night.”
He led her to the exhibitionist/voyeur room. It was large room with many lighted candelabras on the walls. A large four-post bed was in the center, surrounded by many chairs and sofas. There was already a small crowded forming. Scott led Mariana to the back of the room and sat down on one of the sofas. He pulled her on top of Him, with her back facing Him. “Whenever you’re ready, and I’ll know when you will be, we’ll go,” He caressed her breasts.
Mariana knew what Scott meant. She felt ready at that moment but she knew her Lord was testing her. “Yes, my Lord.”
The lights suddenly dimmed. “Shh…they’re about to start,” Scott said.
A man and a woman entered the room. They both were wearing feathered masks. The woman was wearing a short, tight dress while the man was business casual. The pair spoke privately to one another for a few moments before proceeding.
“They went over ground rules,” Scott whispered to Mariana, “so one knows how far to push the other.”
“Who’s the submissive, my Lord?” She asked.
“Watch. You’ll find out soon,” He replied.
The man stayed dressed while His female counterpart quickly undressed. He pulled a rope out and tied her body up in various twists and knots, using the
karada
method. The rope cupped the woman’s breasts and went in between her legs. “Any movement she makes, the rope will press against her body,” Scott whispered as Mariana pressed back against Him. “That should be familiar to you.”
After a short while, the Dom untied His submissive. The submissive immediately got down on her hands and knees, waiting for the next command. The Dom took a small paddle and laid it against the sub’s ass. The Dom continued until the submissive screamed out,
abracadabra
.
“Safety word,” Scott whispered.
Mariana watched as the Dom poured some salve into His hands and rubbed it on His submissive.
After care
, Mariana remembered. After a short while, the Dom helped His submissive up and led her to the bed, where He bound her wrists to the headboard. He pushed her legs up so her knees were bent but spread open and bound them to the bed. He placed a satin wrap around her eyes as a finishing touch.
The Dom quickly undressed and revealed a hard cock. He got on top of His submissive and entered her while the submissive sucked in air. “Fuck me, Master,” she begged, loud enough for the audience to hear.
Mariana found herself leaning forward as she watched the pair. The Dom was methodical but gentle as He moved inside His submissive. The young woman twitched and twisted her body as if she was trying to escape her Master. Mariana was mesmerized by what she saw. Other couples and singles began to masturbate as they watched the action but Mariana was focused on the couple before her. They brought her to new heights of pleasure, and she was thirsty for more.
Mariana felt her breathing become sporadic. She clutched her neck as the fire rose inside her body. She tightly closed her legs to contain the heat forming between her thighs. She wanted to masturbate as she had seen others do around her. She needed that sweet release, and her Lord was not giving it to her.
“You’re ready,” Scott felt Mariana’s heat, “let’s go.”
Scott led Mariana to another room surrounded by mirrors. Italy memories flooded His being and Scott simply smiled upon the connection. He knew that somewhere behind one of those mirrors, She was there, ready to watch them both.
“Get undressed,” He ordered Mariana and she complied. He walked over to a nearby drawer and pulled out a vibrator, a riding crop, nipple pinchers, lubrication, and rope. He was going to use all of them on her tonight.
“Get on your hands and knees, Mari,” He ordered her and once again she complied. Scott stood behind her and lightly tapped her ass with the riding crop. “Do you like that?”
She loved it and wanted more. She needed to be patient. “Yes, my Lord,” Mariana replied.
Scott struck her ass again with the crop, this time a bit harder. “What was that?”
“Yes, my Lord,” Mariana loudly said.
“Good girl,” Scott nodded. He tossed the crop on the bed and pulled out a heart-shaped paddle. He walked over to Mariana’s face and blindfolded her before He walked back to her feet. He smoothed the paddle on Mariana’s ass so she could get a feel for what was coming to her. Moments later, He struck her with the paddle. Her body slightly moved with the tap and she concentrated again on her posture to remain steady.
Scott struck Mariana few more times with the paddle until her cheeks were a bright pink. “Stand up,” He ordered.
Mariana stood up and waited for her Lord. “Yes, my Lord?”
Scott walked in front of her and examined her body. “Give Me your hand. Mine’s in front of yours.”
Mariana put her hand in Scott’s and He led her to a padded table. “Lay on your back,” He instructed.
“Yes, my Lord.” Mariana climbed on the table and waited for her Dom’s next instruction.
Scott took some rope and tied Mariana’s arms above her head. There was a holster hanging from the ceiling and He held up her legs and tied her ankles to the holster, separating them a wide distance. “Are you comfortable, My pet?”
“Yes, my Lord,” Mariana nodded. She was surprisingly comfortable.
“Good,” Scott removed his clothing and grabbed the vibrator. He turned it on and pressed it against His submissive’s clit. “I’m going to take you to your limit tonight. Don’t worry about anyone else, just the pleasure you’re getting.”
“Yes, my Lord,” she softly replied.
“You need my permission to cum, understand?”
Mariana tried to close her thighs to remove the pressure of the vibrator away from her heat but she remembered she was still tied up. “Yes, my Lord.”
Scott carefully put the pinchers on Mariana’s nipples and tugged on them and Mariana cooed in response. “Good girl,” Scott smiled. He stroked His cock a little as He rolled the vibrator on Mariana’s swollen nub. When He was hard, He slid inside her and reached up to her chest and slightly tugged on the pinchers. Mariana twisted and turned her body and softly moaned.
Scott forgot about those behind the mirrors and focused on His girlfriend’s reaction. Her lips were pursed together, her head was thrown back, and her hands gripped the rope above her. Her back naturally arched as her walls clenched tightly around His cock. It felt as if they were the only two people on earth at that moment and time. Scott wanted to savor it for as long as He could.
He let go of the pinchers and held one of Mariana’s legs to steady himself while his other hand pressed the vibrator against her clit. He moved faster inside her, never taking His eyes off her. “Say My name,” He directed.
“Scott,” Mariana moaned.
“Louder!” He barked.
“Scott!” Mariana cried out.
“Ooh, good girl,” He smiled.
Behind the mirrors, Caprina leaned forward as she watched the action. Scott was driving Mariana wild; a far cry from the sad, sick puppy submissive she had encountered years ago. He didn’t once moan as He thrust inside her. Scott was got off by hearing His girlfriend getting off.
“My Lord,” Mariana’s body twisted and turned, “can I please cum?”
“No,” Scott kept moving inside her, “not until I want you to.”
Mariana felt her body shake and knew she was going to cum soon. If she did, her Lord would punish her in front of everyone. She didn’t want to risk that. “Please, my Lord…” she moaned.
“Beg for it,” Scott taunted.
“Can I please cum?” Mariana moaned.
Scott turned the vibrator on the highest setting. “I couldn’t hear you.”
Mariana let out a loud shriek. “Can I please cum?” She cried.
“Yes, My pet,” Scott smiled down at her, “cum on My cock, My pet.”
Mariana cried out as her body convulsed and the orgasm washed over her body. It was the most intense climax she ever had. She would’ve been content with just that but she soon realized her Lord hadn’t cum yet. She knew then the night was just getting started.
Scott turned off the vibrator and pulled out. He was still hard. He untied Mariana’s legs and gently lowered them to the table. He walked over to Mariana’s face and untied her arms and lowered them as well. He slightly bent over to remove the blindfold and massaged her face. Mariana opened her eyes and briefly smiled at her Lord. He simply smiled back at her.