Two Doms for Christmas (16 page)

Haley stood up and hugged him again. “You have no idea
how happy you have made me. She wants to see me. She doesn’t hate me. Her
father is such an asshole. Wasn’t it enough that he took her away from me? Why
did he need to make me think he’d turned her against me?”

“He’s a Dom and he likes to be in total control.”

Was this a situation of it takes one to know one? Was
it a warning about her future with him? Why had he taken a perfect moment and
ruined it with his comment? Austin stroked her cheek. “I, on the other hand,
would never do something like that. I know what it feels like, although I can
go see my sons if I want to. I’m also not a cheat. I find that single act
appalling because a relationship is based on mutual trust and that is an
unforgivable thing to betray.”

And just as quickly he had made her feel better.
“Good, because I can’t go through that again. It’s too hard.”

“I agree. Still want to be clipped or is your mood
gone?”

Around him, her mood was never gone. She had spent the
last three days in a perpetual state of arousal and he damn well knew it. “When
is Med coming home?”

“No idea. Why are you considering allowing him to join
us?”

“Is that what you want? You are the one who forbid me
to respond to any sexual advance he makes.”

“Ah, yes. Okay, as of this moment, I rescind that
request. Now answer my question.”

Haley shrugged coyly. Med was hot and he was certainly
charming. She still wondered what it would be like to have sex with the two of
them. “I wouldn’t be against the idea, but you are my primary Dom, so it is
ultimately your call.”

“Let me think about it. I’m kind of enjoying keeping
you to myself.”

That was fine with her.

A thought suddenly occurred to her and she frowned.
“You never showed me the game room.”

“You want to see it
now
?” If they were going to
have sex, it might be a good time. She nodded. With a groan, he urged her down
the stairs and opened an inner door.

“You could have come down here during the day. I have
nothing to hide from you.”

She glanced around and realized she had completely
distorted the idea of an adult room. It had a pool table in the center, two
pinball machines, and a couple of the older stand up video games. She giggled.
“Somehow I thought you were talking about a dungeon.”

Austin laughed. “That might be interesting.”

In the corner, she spotted a glass cabinet and walked
up to it. It was filled with beautifully detailed animals. “Did you do these?”

“Yes. I took some pictures to do one of your dogs, but
haven’t had time or the energy to do it. Maybe I will sculpt now considering
you are so disinterested in sex.”

She turned, glaring at him. “I am not disinterested. I
just told you, I was thinking dungeon, a good place to play around with things
that cause pain.”

Laughing, Austin took her hand and led her up to the
bedroom. He gestured to the bed and she lay down, trying not to make herself
overly nervous. It couldn’t be much worse than him pinching her with his
fingernails and she hadn’t minded that.

From his dresser he removed a box and laid it on the
bed, opening the cover. “Hum, should I blindfold you? Tie you up? I don’t think
so. This one is going to be free will on you. You will get to watch what I’m
doing, but not touch.”

His questions were spoken only to himself as he played
with the contents. He removed two old fashion clothespins from the box and laid
them on her stomach. “I think that’s a good place to start. Now spread your
legs wide for me with your knees bent. I want to play with your clit. You are
welcome to climax as a way to show me how much you approve of what I’m doing.
Okay?”

 
Had she really
agreed to this? Those damn clips were going to hurt more than his fingernail
and they were going to last a hell of a lot longer. He put one back and then
took out a bright red clip that would be used to seal up a bag of chips. It had
a wide, flatly-rounded end on it, but it looked no less menacing as he held it
out and examined it. Little white swirls of nervousness were drifting around in
her stomach, her breathing slightly elevated as she swallowed hard. “Okay,” she
squeaked in reply.

He put the clip on her ribs, picking up the clothespin
and then pinching her nipple to make it perk. Once he was satisfied, her pulled
the flesh upward and closed the clip so the very tip of her nipple was sticking
over the top. It hurt far more than she had anticipated. It was a sharp,
burning pain that was not subsiding, but holding steady. It sent an odd electrical
charge through her entire body that made her cry out as she stared at her
ever-reddening nipple tip. He touched her other nipple, making her jump. Her
mind was totally focused on the pain, but as he began to pluck and pull on the
opposite one, it split her concentration in two.

Haley wanted so badly to take it off, her fingers were
itching with the desire, but she simply balled the blanket up in her fist. This
time he put the flat tip over the top and then slowly closed it so it was
sticking straight up in the air, encasing her entire nipple. It didn’t hurt
quite as much as the clothespin, but was rather an irritatingly hard pinch. She
was trying not to move and shift the clips, but the minute he began to encircle
her clit with his lube-moistened finger, she bucked and rocked her hips. Her
body was completely out of control, rocking and swaying into his touch.

His finger slid around in circles, back and forth,
building in pressure and speed. She could do nothing but whine piteously. Her
nipples were on fire, every movement making the items pinned there wiggle and
twitch. Her cunt was burning. She wanted it so badly. The inner muscles flashed
and released, sensation building so quickly.

He reached out with his other hand, flicking the
clothespin with his fingers, jarring it, and making it move. Flashes of red-hot
pain flared and danced in her mind and then zipped downward to collide with her
building climax. She wanted him to stop, wanted him to finish it. If he moved
away and left her at this very moment, she was going to scream.

Her pussy was grabbing at air, searching for the warm,
filling feel of his cock. It was not there, the muscles slamming hard together,
her entire body rising to greet his touch. Haley cried out, shattered whimpers
filling the air as she was caught in a startling rush of pleasure.

He slowly stopped rubbing her clit, grinning impishly
at her. “Interesting, isn’t it? How pain can alter perceptions and bring about
an inconceivable climax.”

He gently removed the clothespin, rubbing her nipple
briskly between his fingers to cool some of the burn. “I actually like the
plastic clips better. They deliver more sensation without the constant
distraction of pain. I know, because I have tried them on myself.”

That was an interesting thought. Had he really clipped
them to his own tiny nipples and jerked off?

“What shall I introduce you to now? What do you think
about being paddled?”

She had no idea. The clothespin had certainly supplied
intensity she had never anticipated. “I’m willing to try.”

A beautiful smile flashed on his face and he leaned
forward, drawing her into a very soft and sexual kiss. How she loved the feel
of his lips and tongue.

Sliding back, he sat beside her. “I just want you to
know I’m planning on slowly introducing you to different sensations. Some you
will like and others you might not. This is how we establish your limits and
desires. It won’t always be one clip on one single part of your body. I might
not always remove them slowly and softly. It provides an interesting twist when
they are linked together and removed one after the other by pulling them off.
That is also too dramatic for now. Sometime in the future. Fair?”

She nodded, not really sure if she would like that.
Over time, would her body become accustomed to the pinches and pain so she
would need more dramatic stimuli to get the same result? It was quite possible.
For now she had no hard limits and would allow him to try whatever he wanted.
Should she give him free range by telling him that? “Austin. I trust you completely
and know you won’t do anything I’m not ready for. You don’t have to ask me
every time.”

“But I want to ask you. I don’t like doing things that
might break the trust you have in me. Truth and conversation on both sides is
very important.”

“Okay. I just wanted to let you know that.”

“Thank you.” He got up, putting the box away and
withdrawing a paddle from the drawer. It was waffled yellow plastic and looked
harmless enough. He set it on the bed and then removed a wide strip of leather
with wrist cuffs on the ends. In the center was a blue keychain clip that could
be pushed open on one side to allow for more keys. Stepping up onto the
mattress, he pushed it open and threaded it through a large eyebolt on the
ceiling. “Please get up and stand in front of me with your ass facing me.”

She did as he asked and he laced the bands around her
wrist, closing them tightly. Her arms were tethered slightly upward and out of
his way, but she could still move them and flex her elbows. He stacked two
pillows in front of her feet. “Now kneel down.”

That changed things completely. Once she was kneeling,
her arms were taut above her head with almost no slack at all. “Let me know if
your arms hurt or start to go numb. Actually, now is a good time to choose a
safe word.”

“Snow globe.”

He chuckled. “I saw that one coming.”

It was kind of predictable. Austin slid the paddle
over her ass cheeks. It felt cold and hard, but nothing bad. Doing it a second
time, he then lightly hit her with it. That was fine. He hit her again and then
again. Each repetition was coming slightly faster and harder. Her skin began to
sting, the sensation of heat increasing until it was a full-fledged burn that
was searing through her ass like a firestorm. He stopped, leaning over and
kissing the skin with his lips. They felt almost cold in comparison. What
surprised her was the throbbing feel of her cunt. It was as red hot as her
skin. She could hear him panting for air. Had it really turned him on that
much? Austin hopped upward with his feet to her sides and unclipped her arms.
They fell lifeless in front of her.

“Uh,” she murmured in sudden discomfort. Pins and
needles flooded her flesh, uncomfortable in their own intensity. She had been
so focused on what he was doing she hadn’t even realized they had gone numb. He
pushed her over onto her back, glaring at her as he removed the wrist buckles
and started to vigorously rub her arms. Her hands were white with lack of
blood. “Haley, you should have told me.”

“I didn’t feel it until you released them.”

“Okay, so I will never tether you again with your arms
over your head.” Shaking his head, he alternated between rubbing one arm and
then the other. She felt somewhat stupid for not noticing, but
she
honesty hadn’t. “Try moving them and see if they feel better.”

She did and the prickly sensation almost instantly
faded. “They feel fine.”

“I’m glad. Now do me a favor and crawl back onto the
bed. Spanking you got my cock as hard as a rocket.”

She boosted herself up and slid back, her ass scraping
against the otherwise soft quilt. She wondered how long it was going to hurt.
He had made quite an impression with that move. “Is my ass going to be black
and blue in the morning?”

“Maybe a little. You weren’t the only one who was
totally focused. I love the sensations that sends into my mind.” He crawled
over her like an alligator, slowly and menacing. “Does it hurt much?”

“Some. It’s more of a burn.”

“I could tell. I saw it. That is my favorite color of
red.” Grabbing her thighs, he brought them up to his sides. “How flexible are
your legs?”

“Pretty flexible, why?” He slowly ran his hands up her
calves, straightening her legs and then urging them downward toward her
stomach. She bent her knees to take the strain off them and he grinned. “I’m
impressed. Not bad for an old lady.”

She leered at him in a truly perturbed fashion and he
chuckled, his cock hitting the spot dead on center as he filled her with it.
There was no slow and gentle, the thrust of his hips filling her hard and
completely. She cried out, her mouth open as she whimpered rapidly. She was
pinned beneath him, his body leaning on her legs, forcing her down so that each
forward up and down movement crushed the sensitive inner nerves and made her
cunt flare ever higher toward bliss.

It was amazing, her ass burning, her pussy grabbing as
his cock. It felt marvelous, the sensations flaring through her, his eyes
boring downward into hers. It was such a personal connection during sex to have
him looking at her with lust in his gaze.

He moved faster, harder, and she howled, her hips
struggling to arch against him as he gritted his teeth and grunted before
collapsing on top of her. Her cunt was still pulsing softly as he withdrew and
slowly lowered her legs.

Austin lay beside her, toying with her hair. He leaned
in to kiss her. He moaned his enjoyment against her lips, and she returned the
sound as he dragged the quilt up over them and curled her into his chest. They
were done for the night, but tomorrow was a new day. It would bring new games
and new experiences, and she was open to anything he suggested.