The Silken Edge (Silken Edge 1) (9 page)

“Stay where you are and watch.” He walked back to the closet and removed a black metal bar with cuffs attached to both ends, and a pair of handcuffs hanging from the bar. “See? Master Jay has asked I put this on you. Will that be all right?” She didn’t answer so he continued. “You seem to be good submissive material, and I know you’re confused right now, but you have to want to do this for your Top or your Dom. That is, if you’re looking to pair up with someone, but you should know Master Jay is not someone who settles down.”

She felt a pang of disappointment.
Why does that bother me?
“Can I ask you something?”

He nodded. “Shoot.”

“Why do this? I mean, why do
you
do this? What does a Top or a Dom get from all of this?”

“Each person is different. I’m a Dominant through and through. Some do it for the rush of having power over someone, some for the money at places where they’re hired help, and me personally? Well, there is nothing better in this world than setting up a scene, taking control over another, and pushing them past their limits to another realm of pleasure they didn’t know they could handle. It’s very…satisfying.”

“Master Jay? Is he a Dom?”

“He is more so in his personal life than here where he’s mostly a Service Top. Depends on the client and their needs.” Jonathan shrugged.

She pointed to the bar in his hand. “And this thing, Master Jay wants me to wear it?”

He nodded. “Yes, Master Jay wants you to wear this spreader bar. It can be very rewarding once you allow yourself to enjoy it.”

She fell back into her submissiveness. “Very well, Sir.” She bowed her head.

“He will be pleased, as am I.” He squatted down to her feet and captured the first ankle in a cuff. When he looked up at her, she tried to avoid his gaze. “You may look at me, cutie. And if at any time you need to, do as you did before and tell me your color. You hold the key.” She locked gazes with him and nodded.

“Spread your legs far apart.” When she did, it wasn’t far enough for the bar. “More, cutie, I need more room to get this bar in place.” She tried but her short legs were having difficulty. “Hang on.” He picked her up and carried her closer to the bed. “Eyes on me,” he said. “Just because I’m setting you up for someone else it doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun. Bend over the bed.” He massaged her ass then gave it a good smack. A small gasp forced from her mouth, and he gave her a few more swats. She liked it. Jonathan stopped and turned her to face him, and then picked her up.

The door opened and closed. Kristy tried her damnedest not to look. Without looking directly at him, she could see that Master Jonathan's head turned toward the door. He gave a curt nod. Turning his attention back to her, he kissed her forehead and placed her down facing the bed. “Lean over the bed, face on the mattress, and turn your head toward the headboard.”

Since someone entered the room Master Jonathan’s voice took on a whole new life. It was rough, and loud, and scary.

She leaned on the bed. “Yes, Sir.”

“Let’s finish putting this bar on you.” His foot nudged between hers, and she spread as far as she could. He tried to strap the second cuff on but in order to do so he had to shorten the length of the bar before he could get it fastened around her ankle.

“Color?”

“Green. It’s for my Master.”

“Oh,
your
Master, huh?” He slapped her on the ass, hard. She jumped at the contact. “He most certainly is not
your
master. Learn your place.”

“Sorry, Sir.”

“As well you should be.” He smacked her other cheek. This time she didn’t make a sound.

Master Jonathan pressed his erection into her ass as he reached over her. He tugged her hands up above her head and handcuffed her wrists together. “Do not move a muscle.”

She remained bent over the bed, feet spread, and hands cuffed. She should be scared shitless, but she wasn’t. “Yes, Sir. I’m at green.”

“Thank you for telling me.” He remained there for a moment, and then whispered, “I have to go soon, but meet me upstairs later. I’ll buy you a drink.” His hard dick brushed against her ass one final time, and then the warmth of his body disappeared. His footsteps crossed the room.

“Wait.” Master Jay said. “Stay.” Not a question, but a strong suggestion.

Master Jay
. Kristy’s insides went to mush at his voice. She remained still, listening to hear what was next.

“You are not done here. Warm her ass up.” The command came serious and hard. It made her quiver in need.

Footsteps headed back in her direction and hands softly rubbed her ass. “I’m going to use a flogger on you, cutie. Remember your colors. Here’s what it looks like.” Master Jonathan held it in her line of vision. “It’s good for beginners since its suede and soft, and I’ll go easy.”

“Okay, Sir.”

He swatted her butt with it a few times gently. Somehow it was too soft. She wiggled her hips wanting more. The touches on her skin came harder but still didn’t hurt like she thought it would. A few thuds on each cheek, and one in the center of her sex caused the over sensitized feelings to ripple through her body. Jonathan continued his rhythm until she whined in bliss.

On her other side, the bed sank down under someone’s weight. She saw the blindfold at the same time it went over her eyes and the world went dark. Two sets of hands lifted and placed her on her back in the bed.

She felt the flogger tendrils gliding softly all over her body. A cold chill ran through her and she involuntarily shuddered. She didn’t know who was touching her, and she didn’t care. Her body started to feel things. Good things. Her heart pounded in excitement, her stomach fluttered, and her pussy throbbed in anticipation.

Someone reached down and pinched her nipples hard through her bra. She didn’t move or breathe. Her nub responded instead, silently begging for attention.

“Color?” Master Jonathan asked. “I can’t tell what you are thinking. If you like this, your body isn’t telling and I’m hearing nothing from you. You can moan, in fact, it’s encouraged, but no talking unless spoken too.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m at green. It feels good, and I’d like more, please.”

He chuckled as did Master Jay. “Very well.”

The flogger focused on her breasts, first moving slowly and sensually over the thin fabric of her bra. Her nipples hardened after a few passes, and they became even more sensitive. She whimpered.

“That’s it, little one.” Master Jay encouraged.

If he liked to hear her, she would do it for him. She was at his mercy, whatever he wanted she would give.

The flogger lifted and slapped down on her chest, putting a little bite on her hardened peaks and the mounds spilling from her bra. She moaned louder and the flogger came down harder and harder, and then stopped.

“Green.” She whispered into the silent air.

The flogger traveled up and down her body in small quick soft swats.  Finally it landed on her sheer panties and stroked over and over on her neatly manicured mound. The flogger lifted again and slapped down on her pussy and her nub responded with a jolt of pleasure shooting through.

She let out a rasping groan. The scent of her arousal filled the air, and she felt like she should be embarrassed, but her body wouldn’t allow it. It craved more.

She wanted to press her legs together to put pressure on her nub, but the bar prevented it. That somehow turned her on more, and her clit throbbed like never before. She wanted to cry from the extreme jolt of need she experienced.

“You like that,” Master Jonathan stated. “I can tell.”

As he continued to flog her pussy, Master Jay’s hands rubbed silky fabric over the swells of her breasts. The fabric then followed her body down her to stomach and along her legs. She let loose, moaning freely, allowing the emotions and the sensations envelop her. The silk continued to travel as the flogger danced all over her body.

The two at the same time pushed her over the edge and she came, and screamed, “Yes, Sir. Oh God, yes, Sirs.”

“So beautiful,” Master Jonathan whispered hot in her ear.

That night Jake went out with some friends to avoid seeing Kristy at the Gym. It was her night to work out, and he left her with Roy again. He felt guilty but couldn’t be so near to her. Not yet. Unable to handle his emotions or physical needs around her could prove to be the end of a friendship.

At the bar he looked up at nothing in particular but was thrown off when he spotted Kristy with Jonathan and Stan. That could only mean one thing.
Shit.

She didn’t belong to him, but he didn’t like the idea of her being with someone else, and that’s exactly why he knew she needed to be. No matter what though, he planned to be there when it happened.

He had his long-time friend Jonathan begin the session for him, but when he entered the room and saw her with the spreader bar being attached he almost exploded in his pants. He didn’t bother to change from his street clothes. No hood. He couldn’t let her see him, when the opportunity came up, he’d be blindfolding her. He avoided her eyes and knew she wouldn’t look up, at least he hoped she wouldn’t.

He sat and watched as Jonathan worked on her. Jealousy swam up around him, but he couldn’t let it show. When Jonathan was about to leave, Jake wouldn’t allow it. He didn’t want to be alone with her.

He told Jonathan to stay, and motioned for him to carry on. Jake only watched, except to rub the silk fabric on her that she enjoyed during their last encounter. Seeing her come undone at the ministrations of the two of them, he knew it would be branded in his memory for life. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.

When the session ended, they set her body free from the cuffs and she relaxed. Not a moment later she started shivering. Both men moved to care for her.

Leaving the blindfold on, they sandwiched her in between them on the bed under a blanket. She shuddered despite their body heat surrounding her. After a while she finally warmed and fell asleep. That’s when Jake found it the perfect time to leave.

“I have to go,” he said to Jonathan in a hushed tone. “I’ll be upstairs.”

“I understand. See you soon.”

Jake put a hand on the doorknob to leave and took one last look at her.

Jonathan looked at him as if he wanted to speak, but his friend kept his mouth closed.

“Thank you,” Jake said, and left the room.

***

Jake kicked back two beers before Jonathan and Kristy appeared. Jonathan left her off at the bar with Stan, everyone’s favorite bartender, who gave her a glass of white wine and a bowl of snacks along with his best and brightest smile.

Jake watched her, unable to look away. She was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, and so responsive. But he wouldn’t think that now. He couldn’t, or he’d have himself a problem.

“I’ve never seen you this way, man, and I don’t know what to make of it." Jonathan stood beside him. "This one has you under her spell doesn’t she?”

Jake said nothing. He continued to watch her as she flipped her long hair over her shoulder.

“It’s easy to see, really. She is not the usual that comes in here. That alone is an attractive idea. At first I found her to be cute, but after seeing her submissive side, I see her beauty. So I get it. I understand.”

Jake nodded in agreement. She
was
beautiful, and he was screwed. “You know that’s Kristy, right?”

Jonathan looked at him with wide eyes. “No, way.
The
Kristy? The one you’ve talked about forever from the gym? No, I didn’t. I’m sorry. Had I known…I wouldn’t have taken her on tonight. I knew she requested you, and obviously has a thing for you, but—“

“If you ever came to my gym, you’d know who she was, but don’t worry about it. She needed to experience someone else.” He shrugged. “I’m not good enough for someone like her.”

What the hell am I thinking? I shouldn’t have been at their session, but she wouldn’t have gone if I wasn’t there. She doesn’t know any better. There are other Dom’s out there and she needs to try them out if she’s looking for a long-term commitment.
He sighed. Commitment wasn’t something he could do.

“Man, don’t say that. You still don’t think very much of yourself, do you? High school is long past. You are a different person. Not the skinny, scrawny boy anymore.”

Both men looked at her as she snaked her way through hordes of people at the same time she tried not to spill her drink. There was an unusual amount of people who came out to hear the band that was in the midst of setting up. When she found Jonathan and Jake, she froze. Her eyes went between the men and she looked like a scared little fawn.

Jonathan looked at Jake then headed over to greet her. He said something in her ear and she slowly moved forward toward the table.

“Hey, Kristy, I’d like you to meet my friend Jake. Jake, this is Kristy.”

Jake smiled and shook her hand for whatever reason, and she shook his back. “We know each other, Jonathan. She’s a member at my gym, and my new tenant.”