Choosing Her Lover

“So, I’m not hurting you, and I don’t believe that you are not enjoying this. You like what I do to you. So, my only answer is that you are getting cold feet. I thought you had more nerve than this, Kirstie.

“A woman who bottles out at her first test is no good to me. You asked me to dominate you. And now, when I do, you argue and tell me to stop. You brought me into this, Kirstie, and I find that I have acquired a taste for Domination. And I want you to submit to me and to enjoy doing it. So…. are you going to submit? Or, are you standing by your safe word?” There is contempt and…. disappointment in his voice.

I lie, panting, trembling from my own disquiet, and the vibe working inside me. My body aches for orgasm….

…. I don’t answer.

“Very well then,” he says, “as you insist.” And within me, the vibe stops and his finger moves away from my clit.

“I don’t want you to stop, I just don’t…”

“You don’t what?” He leans over me, his body pressed against mine. “You have never said that you objected to anything I wanted to do. Do you want to submit to me or not? Either you will do what I ask, or you won’t, and right now, I want to fill you, everywhere you are fillable, and play with your clit until you scream.”

“We’re in public.” But despite my protests, my hips shudder and tremble. I want him inside me.

“We are not in public. Look around you. Do you want me to fuck you or not?”

From my prone position, I scan the parking lot. There are walkers, cars, people passing by, but they are all busy, distracted, elsewhere. “Yes, I want you to fuck me.”

“Then ask me.”

“Please, fuck me.”

“You know that’s not how you ask.”

“Please fuck me, Master.”

“And how do want me to fuck you? Shall I reinsert the vibe?”

“Yes.”

“Then ask me.”

“Please reinsert the vibe, Master.”

“And…”

“Please …. please, get inside me.”

“Inside you? You are asking me to fuck you up the ass? And vibe your cunt? And play with your clit?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Then ask me. You stopped it before. If you want me to start again, then ask me properly.”

“Please, Master, play with my clit, vibe my cunt and fuck my ass…. Please….”

“That’s better.” And once more, the vibe pushes inside me, humming its song to my heated core, and the blunt head of his cock presses in then penetrates deep.

I bite my lip, groaning at the sheer intensity of the sensation. My circled clit, my spasming pussy and the intense pressure against my inner walls from the thick shaft pumping me slowly to the rear.

He plays me, making my body dance to his song. Leaning atop me, his body contours to mine.

How does he do this?

I am aching to come, but all the while, he works me with an exquisite precision that never quite allows me to tip over the edge.

I want to fall wailing into the precipice. My whole body is screaming for it. He whispers, “Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

me. His cock is buried in my heat. His

let me come, Ryan. Please, let

me

fingers withdraw and he

beg me to let

my cunt twitches. I’m breathing so hard that the edges of my

Ryan…. please…. Master.

vibe powers up to a shriek inside me, and

turns

or not, uncontrollably, I scream. His hand claps around my mouth, blocking

volcanic vehemence of the climax, I spasm and jerk, powerless to regain control of my own body. My heart yammering, pulse racing, cunt throbbing,

my thighs, the other is knotted into my scalp, he jerks

the storm passes, we lie there,

am dripping with sweat. He withdraws, lifting his weight from me. He reaches around, kisses me on the cheek. “You

limp, my heartbeat still slowing to a

okay?”

I nod.

scoops me upright, then glancing down, reaches and pulls up my panties, brushes down my dress to some semblance

“That sounds wonderful.”

*****

the group for lunch includes Michael and

with the jade-eyed redhead on his arm, I hesitate, unsure of her feelings towards me, but she smiles, walking

*Relief*

“That would be nice.”

the Haswells arrive. He is as described, tall and dark, although greying, and so

No!

unwrapped, woman. He’s

men who behave like that are invariably wannabe Alphas. Haswell carries himself like a lord, with an easy authority

you can walk with Kings—nor lose the

who recently started as concierge in the main building reception. I was telling you about her the other day if you recall…. and this is her….” he pauses, ever so briefly, “…. partner, Ryan Dougherty, who I invited here today to discuss a possible tender in which he

meet you Mr Haswell, Mrs Haswell….” I hold out my hand to shake, as does Ryan, but as I set eyes on Elizabeth Haswell, I double-take between her and Charlotte. So does

“Everybody goes through that the first time they

of you twins, Mrs Haswell?” asks

are related at

Beth,”

take the seat next to him. “I have looked through the information you supplied.” he begins. “You’ve achieved a lot for a relatively young company.

of

are certificated to ISO 6001? Is

“That’s right.”

many companies have that certification, certainly not at such an early

“Oh, they made us jump through hoops, I can tell you that; but I knew that if

sliding an envelope across to him. “Here is the specification for a contract in the new retail complex for which I am inviting you to tender. When you have had the opportunity to study it, let me have your costed offer and we can take

“Thank you, Mr

“James.”

I’ll be in

forward to

next to me, opens the envelope, studying the contents.

considered what we

yes, and I’m happy to go through

an eyebrow, but his attention is mainly on the documents he is reading

feed from the outside security cameras sent to your laptop as well. That way you can keep an eye on the whole of the building surroundings, not

Security do

it has been you that has alerted them to

want me to watch for,

bottom lip. “I don’t

trust me enough to do your dirty work, but not enough to

his attention now solely on me and