Surrender to Me (12 page)

“It’s a collar.” Martin never expected to collar anyone after Gracie. “Of sorts.”

“Isn’t a collar supposed to go around my neck?”

“It could, but for us, I think a more subtle one is in order. It represents our unique relationship, and you don’t have to wear it all the time. Just when we’re in the club.”

“To show I’m yours?”

“If that’s what you want.” He brushed his lips against hers. “I want you to belong to me in every aspect of my life, not just in my playroom, but I know it will take time for us to build that relationship. I didn’t see you coming, Arianna. I’m learning as I go.”

“You can be vulnerable.” She kissed him as she pressed the bracelet in his palm. “I’m yours. I’d be honored to wear this. Thank you.” She held out her wrist. “Will you put it on me?”

“You don’t have to wear it now.”

“I want to.” She smiled. “I want to belong to you.”

Martin felt a sense of relief once he clasped the bracelet onto her wrist. “We’ll make this work.”

She ran her finger along her new collar. “Will you show me the playroom now?”

* * * *

A half hour later, Martin led Ari into a room at the end of the main hall. The room wasn’t massive, but it was spacious. Ari noticed it was cooler than the rest of the house. The room wasn’t as elaborate as the one in Connecticut. There was no bed, just a table in the center. She noticed chains hanging from the ceiling and an X-shaped object similar to the Saint Andrew’s cross in his other playroom.

“As you can see, this is a very basic room, but it serves its purpose.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing the back of her neck as she took in the new environment. “Remember, nothing happens in here that you don’t want.”

“Can you tell me the rules again?” Her voice came off soft and timid. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“You never disappoint me, but I appreciate you asking.” He turned her to face him. “We’ll take our time. Nothing too intense tonight. Today you can talk and ask questions throughout our playtime. I want you to learn.”

He took her hand and led her over to the table. He lifted her up and placed her on the edge. “You look very sexy.”

When she had gone upstairs to change, all she found was a simple black lace bra and matching thong.

“Next time we enter my playroom, you’ll be naked and on your knees, waiting for me with your hands resting on your lap. There are different ways to kneel before me. We’ll find one you’re comfortable with.”

“Can kneeling be a hard limit?” Ari didn’t like the idea of kneeling but knew it was an essential part of this lifestyle.

“No.” He smiled. “Kneeling shows you want to submit to me. You’ll come into the playroom before me to compose yourself and get in the right frame of mind to serve me. You should take that time to clear your head of any outside burdens or responsibilities. When we’re in here, I’m your only concern.”

In or out of here, you’re my only concern.

He walked over to a large chest of drawers and rummaged through them, pulling out a silver item. When he came back to the table he held out the piece in front of her. The two shiny clothespin-like objects were joined by a short chain, connecting them together. “These are nipple clamps. If you allow me, I’ll put them on you. They are the mildest ones I have. Very basic, but they will still be more pressure than you’re used to.”

“I want to try.”

“You can safe word at any point and I’ll take them off. Tell me your safe word.”

“Objection, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

He slipped the straps of her bra from her shoulders and then unclasped the hook in front, freeing her from the garment. He moved his thumb along her nipples before clamping each one.

She winced when he tugged on the chain.

“You can handle this, my strong, beautiful girl.”

His confidence in her knew no bounds. She felt that every time they were together.

“I promise to cherish and worship you.” He trailed his hand along her breasts. “You’ve agreed to submit to me but you have to let me take care of you. You have to accept that I know what’s best for you, my sub.”

“I’m not used to being taken care of. I’ve always been independent. I’m used to being in…” She stopped because the purpose of being with Martin like this was to let go. He wanted to be the one to carry all of the weight.

“Control.” He ran his hands up her thighs. “I’ve relinquished a lot of mine to be with you. I know sometimes it can be difficult to give into another’s demands. We can feel weak and inadequate.”

“Is that how you feel when we’re together?”

“Not at all.” He kissed along her jaw as he toyed with the waistband of her panties. “I wasn’t sure I’d be able to have a normal relationship with you. I didn’t know if it was in my nature, but I trusted in you, Arianna. I believed you could show me the way.”

She gasped when he slipped his hand inside her panties and rubbed her pussy. “Have I?” She breathed out.

“Yes.” He moved his fingers against her slit. “Can you do for me what I’ve done for you? Can you believe in me enough to help you achieve what you want?”

“I want you.” She rested her head on his shoulder as he moved his fingers in and out of her.

“You have me.” He pulled down on the clamps harder and longer this time. Her elongated nipples burned, causing the sensation to settle between her legs.

The more he touched her, the wetter she became. The pressure building within her body threatened to take over if he continued at his quick pace. She clenched her muscles, trying to hold off, but it was no use. The unyielding torture of his fingers and the impression the nipple clamps created each time he pulled on the chain had her raw and ready much faster than she expected.

“Let me dominate you.” He added another finger, pushing as far as he could. “It’s what you want. I’m the only one who will ever make you feel this way. You have to surrender to me and give me everything.”

She closed her eyes and let her climax take over. “I need you to dominate me.” She gripped his shoulders and shook against his chest. “I want to surrender to you, Sir.”

He swept his lips across her neck as he continued to tug at the clamps. “Are these okay for you?”

“Yes.” When he first put them on her, they were uncomfortable, but now that she had gotten used to them they didn’t bother her and they did heightened the sensation of her orgasm.

“I won’t take your commitment lightly. A vow to surrender to me is very important to me. We are different than what I’m used to because if you were just my sub, you’d be expected to obey me all the time. We both know that won’t happen.” He smirked, lightening up the mood.

“I’m doing the best I can.”

“You’re doing a fantastic job, but what I’m trying to say is that we have more than a Dominant and submissive relationship. We always will. Just as I expect you not to cross certain lines in my club, you can expect that I won’t cross boundaries in our relationship. I won’t dominate you when it isn’t appropriate.”

“I know.”

“I just wanted you to hear me say it.”

“I appreciate that,” she said. Martin understood her apprehensions. He always made sure to reassure her that their relationship came before any BDSM lifestyle.

“Do you want to see what else we can do with these clamps?”

“There’s more?”

“So much more.” He traced a line down her stomach with his finger and over her panties. “If I add another chain to the center of this one, I can insert a magic bullet inside here.” He pressed on her slit.

“A vibrator?” She swallowed hard because she’d only ever used one of those alone.

“You told me you’d used one before.”

“By myself,” she whispered.

“Hmm, well, maybe now I’ll show you how much fun you can have when I control the vibrator.” He kissed her. “We have all night.”

Chapter 12

Ari and Martin made plans to return to Connecticut for a couple weeks. Ari looked forward to the time they would spend there. Summer was coming to an end and all the paperwork had been completed on the building Martin had purchased in Manhattan. He wanted to get back to the property in Hartford and close that deal. Ari was more than up for the challenge, especially after seeing how impressed Martin had been with her for securing the New York building so efficiently. She liked pleasing him, both in his business and in his bedroom.

Despite the new collar and agreement, Ari hadn’t been to the club that often. Martin seemed to be distancing himself from
Master M’s
and she wondered if she was the reason. They had plans to have dinner at a new restaurant not far from the club, so she told him she would meet him at his office there.

Roxy greeted her when she stepped off the elevator. “Hey, Ari. How are you?”

“I’m good.”

“Did you get a chance to read those articles I sent you?”

Roxy and Ari met for lunch a few days ago and talked about the lifestyle a bit. Martin encouraged her to develop a relationship with another sub because he felt it would help her see why people chose a submissive lifestyle. Ari found Roxy to be carefree and happy. Not at all the way Ari had perceived her the few times they had spoken in the club. Roxy was in love with Alex, not just as her Master, but as her partner. Ari hadn’t realized they had more than a physical relationship, but after spending the afternoon with Roxy she saw a different side of the woman. She helped Ari to see that the bond between a sub and a Dom could take on many different levels.

“I did,” Ari said. “I found them very helpful, especially the one about switching from sub to girlfriend and back.”

“I thought you’d like that one. When Alex and I realized we were more than Dom and sub he introduced me to the author of that article. She’s written a few books on the subject, and she’s very informative and open. I’m sure Master M can introduce you.”

“You’ve never referred to your Master by name before.”

“That’s part of finding the balance. Before you and I became friends, it wouldn’t have been acceptable for me to refer to him by his given name, but now that I’ve gotten to know you I feel comfortable enough to do it. Of course, I asked his permission first, but that’s part of my submissive nature.”

Ari admired Roxy’s honesty and how comfortable she was in her skin. Martin had been right to encourage a friendship between them.

“I’ll send you a few more links I think you’ll find interesting.”

“I look forward to it.”

Roxy stared across the bar. Her bright smile suddenly disappeared.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” She lowered her gaze. “I’m working on minding my business.”

Ari looked in the direction Roxy had just seconds before and saw Nico and Nadia. He sat in a booth while she knelt at his feet. Her hands were in his lap and he played with the long strands of her hair while they talked.

“Are they together?”

“Nadia isn’t supposed to do much more than observe. Nico knows that, but I guess he feels her waiting period is over and she’s fair game.”

“Does Martin know?” Ari shouldn’t interfere, but Martin had confided in her a few times that Nadia had more emotional problems than he felt comfortable with. He still wasn’t convinced she was a sub. He’d been digging into her past. He thought she’d been hanging out at the club because she had no place else to go.

“I’m sure he’s aware they’re together. Not much gets by him.” Roxy fidgeted with her hands.

Ari didn’t feel right about the two of them. “I don’t know. If Nadia is as fragile as Martin believes she is then Nico probably shouldn’t be in a booth with her. Is Martin available now?”

“He’s on a call and has asked not to be disturbed.”

“I’m sure he didn’t mean me.” She headed for his office because she was certain he’d want to know what was going on.

“Wait! I think I may have done something wrong.”

“What do you mean?”

“If Martin and Alex find out, I’m going to be punished, maybe even thrown out of the club.”

“Martin would never do that. What’s wrong? I can help you.”

“Nadia has been staying here.” Roxy teetered on the verge of tears. “At night, I’ve been letting her stay in the back. She doesn’t have anywhere else to go. She has no one.”

“Why didn’t you tell Martin or Alex?” Martin would have helped the girl.

“Nadia begged me not to. Her boyfriend had been hitting her and she couldn’t take it anymore. When she told him she wanted to leave, he threw her out and told her not to come back. She doesn’t have much at all. Just a backpack with some clothes, but not much else.”

“How did she end up here?”

“Her friend works in the bar downstairs. She’s a Domme and told her about the club. She came as a guest one night and decided she wanted to stay. I brought her to Alex and he said Martin would have to evaluate the situation. One night I was locking up and I found her in the bathroom. I told her we were closing and she had to leave. She broke down. I wanted to go to Alex, but she begged me not to because she didn’t want him to tell Martin for fear he would think she was looking for more than a Dom.”

“Then she isn’t a submissive. Martin was right. I have to tell him so he can put a stop to this.”

“No!” Roxy grabbed her wrist and tugged at Ari’s collar. “You told me that by wearing this you promised to follow the rules of the club. You can’t barge into his office and interfere with another Dom. Plus, when he finds out he’ll tell Alex what I’ve done.”

Ari recognized the fear on Roxy’s face.

“You were trying to help someone. You won’t get into trouble. They will understand.”

“Please, Ari. I’m doing better with following the rules and Alex and I are in such a good place. I can’t lose him. Don’t you understand?”

“I do, but—” She watched as Nico stood and extended his hand for Nadia. Once he helped her off the floor they headed for the elevators. “Where are they going?”

“It looks like they’re leaving.”

I don’t think so.

“It might not be a bad thing. Nadia needs someone. Nico could take care of her.”

Ari went back to the elevators, ignoring Roxy’s pleas. There was no way Ari would let Nadia leave with Nico. Martin wouldn’t want that either.