Witness Protection (The Witness Series) (8 page)

“You are wrong. A
dominant, a true dominant know
s what a woman wants, knows how she wants it and where. If she can’t take spankings, he doesn’t give them because it’s his job to know her and her reactions. Not all subs get whipped or spanked, some just like to be tied or cuffed.”

“You don’t hit them all?”

“No, of course not.”

“Does normal sex bore you Ryder?”

“No, making love when you are in love beats all the sexual fantasies in the world.”

“And if you aren’t in love?”

“Sex should be fun, if you aren’t in love like me and you are doing it for fun, then it should be just that. I am a dominant in the bedroom because it’s what I enjoy. The women I pick up enjoy it too, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy vanilla sex.”

“Vanilla sex?”

“Just normal sex.”

“Ryder?”

“Hmmm?”

“Would you enjoy normal sex with me?”

“Oh baby, yeah.”

“Why?”

“Because you are beautiful, fresh, so innocent.
Those other women, they fuck around like rabbits, they have lost that beauty but you…you are different.”

“So you wouldn’t want to tie me?”

“Oh, I would tie you, even spank you but I would never do anything harsher to you because it isn’t who you
a
re.”

“Do you think you would get bored though, with someone like me?”

“Women and sex would never bore me.”

“If it was with just one it would.”

“No, you are wrong about me Ari, I am not what you think.”

“Then why aren’t you in a relationship?”

“I got burnt that’s why and after that I haven’t found anyone I have connected with. I am not a pig, nor do I treat women badly. I treat women how they treat me.
If a woman is respectful to me, I am respectful to her, if she is a bitch, I will be an ass. I treat my subs the way I treat them because they love it, not because I am a prick.

“I guess that’s a fair call.”

“You aren’t like the other
ones,
you always gave me a hard time.”

I giggle. “Someone broke the mould when they made me GI Joe.”

“That they did. So tell me, how do you feel?”

“I guess…I guess you are right. I do feel more comfortable and now I know…you won’t make me do things I don’t want.”

“You think you ever want to give it more of a go?”

I think about it for a long moment, I know one
thing,
right now I want more, not sex but more.

“I would like more.”

“Well, you tell me when and I will go
slow
.”

“Now.”

He rolls and looks at me. “Say again?”

“I want more now Ryder, not
sex just…show
me something, something not over the top. Show me what you might do with someone who isn’t an extreme submissive.”

“Are you sure?”

I nod, swallowing. “Yes.”

“You say stop, at
any time
and I will stop ok.”

“Ok.”

“You will listen to everything I say?”

“Y-y-yes.”

“Tell me what your limits are for right now.”

“No whips or things like that.”

“Spanking?”

I flush. “That’s ok.”

“Good, I have just the thing.”

He stands and
walks out of the room.
He comes back
in a moment later
with some fluffy cuffs and I giggle.

“Fluffy cuffs?”

He grins. “They are gentle.”

He grips my ankles and drags me down the bed. He hooks the cuffs around them,
then
attaches
them to the bed poles so I am spread eagle.

“I won’t do your hands tonight.”

“W-w-what are you going to do?”

“We are going to do a little control baby, you ready?”

“Yes.”

He grins, tossing me a towel.

“Bite it, don’t scream or make a sound. If you do, I will spank you. It is fairly straight forward.”

“O-ok.”

Easy, I won’t scream. He will lose this battle. He kneels between my legs and swipes his finger through my sex. I grit my teeth, crap, I might be wrong about the screaming.

“Gorgeous, wet and gorgeous.
I am going to use my tongue to make you come, remem
ber, one noise and my hand land
s on your ass.”

I lean back and close my eyes, my heart is thumping. At the first touch of his tongue, I squirm, oh sweet
Jesus
. He slides it up and down, slowly,
softly
. He strokes
it around and around my clit
and then bites down. I moan. His hand comes down onto my thigh in a hard whack and
I yelp, it comes down again
.

“Next time, I give you four swats for every noise. Don’t scream or I won’t let you come.”

“Please.” I beg.

He slides his tongue through again and I clench my teeth so hard my jaw hurts. I decide the towel was a good thing and put it into my mouth and bite down. The pleasure is coursing through me hard and fast, his tongue is moving with such skill. It should be illegal to be this good. He flicks and swirls, sucks and plunges until my body is shuddering violently. I come with force, but I don’t scream. I bite down so hard onto the towel I catch my tongue and draw blood. Sweat beads on my forehead.

“Good girl,” He murmurs against my wet flesh. “Good girl.”

He slides up my body and removes the towel, then leans down and plunges his tongue into my mouth. The taste of me, combined with him is erotic. I kiss him furiously, finally letting a moan slide out. When he pulls back, I am panting.

“You are bleeding.”

I forgot about my tongue, I touch it and wince. “Sorry.”

“Did you bite it?”

“Yes.”

“You did real
good
, you have some serious
self-control
.”

“I told you I do.”

“You taste beautiful.”

I smile and put my
forearm
over my face with a pleasured sigh.

“I want to keep going Ari, I will do this until you trust me enough to fuck you and the
n I am going to fuck you in ways you couldn’t imagine,
you
won’t know what’s hit you. Think about that tonight, because this was just the beginning for us.”

He kisses me and then leaves the room, and leaves me panting and completely content.

* *
* * * *

Stupid girl.
She thought I was kidding, thought I was joking. I sent her that note, left it perfectly on that idiot Vicky’s body and there sh
e is banging that cop
like a whore. She just can’t see it can she? Can’t see I am coming, watching. She
thinks
she is safe. It is time to ark it up a little, get her heart racing once more.

I look over at the squirming girl on my bed. Ah, little Rose. Stupid little bitch was banging her boyfriend in his car, then the idiot snuck home
in hopes of remaining unseen. I snagged her easily. Now she is looking at me with big grey eyes, very similar to mine really. I walk over to her, palming the knife in my hand.

“Now now, you wish you weren’t such a bad girl don’t you?”

She nods frantically.

“You are sorry aren’t you?”

Nods again.

“You don’t want me to hurt you?”

She shakes her head.

“Well,” I say pressing the knife to her stomach. “You should have thought of that before you fucked your little boyfriend in the car.”

She screams as the blade drags across her skin. No one can hear her out here though, no, we are all alone and it is dead quiet. I adjust my cock, it is throbbing to get out and fuck her until she can’t breathe. Might jam this one in her mouth, stupid little whore likes it in her mouth. I pull my cock out and she gapes, this should be fun.

* * * * * *

“Nice house.” Ryder says as
we pull up at my
foster home a few days later.
I have been desperate to see my sister and the two men finally agreed to take me.

“Yeah
this family are
well off.” I say.

“This family?”

“Foster family.”

“This is a foster home?” Ryder asks shocked.

“Yes, we were raised in the system.
Stayed with this family most of our lives.”

Both men turn and stare at me. “What?”

Ok, I hadn’t told them about my family. What was there
to say? My mother and father
abandoned
me and my sister when she was three and I was five. They disappeared of
f
the face of the earth but I know they are still alive somewhere.

“Long story.
We grew up with this family, they are great.”

“What the fuck? Why didn’t you say? Where are you parents.” Ryder snaps.

“Can we not do this now?”

“That your sis?” Nate a
sks, cutting me off from my glaring.

I glance at the blonde girl bounding down the path. I squeal and leap out of the car and into her arms.

“Oh Maya, I have missed you.”

“Ari,
it’s
Ari.” I remind her.


God
, it has bee
n so boring around here. Oh my
God
is that them?”

I turn and see what she can see. Two gorgeous men in uniform stepping out of the car, their shirts untucked, their hair unruly.

“Sandy
this is Ryder and Nate.”

“Please to meet you miss.”

She shakes both their hands with a blush. “
Sandy, call me Sandy
.”

“Nice to meet
you Sandy
.”
Ryder grins.

“Oh….” She flushes.

“My baby!”

I turn and see my
foster
mother
bounding
out,
I let go of Sandy
and bound into her arms. We
hug and laugh, enjoying the comfort. She has been our rock, fostering us from a young age and taking care of us.
After introductions and saucy little glances from my mother and sister, w
e all head inside, and sit down in the sitting room.

“You have a lovely home here mam.” Nate says.

My mother smiles at him. “Well thank you.”

“Nice view
.” Ryder murmurs, staring out the window.

“Nice view indeed.”

I shove my mother and she grins at me.
“Tea, coffee?”

“Coffee mam.”

“Yes, coffee.”

“Ari, will you help me?” My mother smiles innocently.

We w
alk off into the kitchen, Sandy
follows with a giggle. When we are out of sight, I glare at them both.

“Could you two be more obvious, nice view, really mom?”

My mother smiles innocently. “It was a nice view.”


God
, they are so hot!” Sandy
swoons. She is coming on seventeen, and
peaking
her beauty. She is blonde, brown
eyed
and gorgeous.

“I have to agree with your sister, they are very nice looking men.”

“You get to live with them, see them shirtless, oh my.”
Sandy
fans herself.

“They are really good people, I love hanging around with them.”

“Was that a blush?” My mother teases.

“It was
defiantly
a blush.”
Sandy
taunts.

“Stop it, I like being with them.”

“So which do you like the most?”

I could lie, but it isn’t worth it. They will see right through me.


Nate is gay, and is a great friend. So, I guess Ryder..
.”

“I knew it!”
Sandy
squeals.

“Oh honey,
he is dazzling
.”

“Tell me about it!”

My mother pr
epares some coffee and
biscuits
and we head back out.
Ryder and Nate are sitting on the couch chatting. Ryder’s phone rings and he stands to answer it. As he passes me, his hand grazes my back. I shiver and hope no one saw. Nate winks at me and thanks my mother for the coffee. All afternoon we chat and drink coffee, the men absolutely adore my mother and sister, and the feeling is
definitely
mutual.

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