Becoming His Slave (66 page)

Trenton didn’t stop, not even to slow down, devouring one then the other, over and over. The ache between her legs ramped up again. She arched toward him as more moisture seeped from her core. He must know how wet she was. Surely, he could feel it. But he merely continued his single-minded, voracious devouring of her nipples. They swelled, pulsing like little supernovas of tingling heat. So hard, the pain became pleasure under the assault of his warm tongue’s caress. Still, he didn’t let up, didn’t relent. With every lick and nuzzle she fell more under his power.

“Please!” She begged and despite the clamp holding tight to her hooded pearl she ground into him—like striking a match, fire shot up her clit and sent a blaze of fire inside her wet cunt. Her head tossed, her arms trying to break free, she needed to grasp hold of him, needed to hang on, but he gave her no allowance for movement.

“Damn I love your nipples baby.” He pressed in sucking harder. “They are incredible.” He lapped at the stiff points, taking turns making them even more rigid, more sensitive. “I’m never going to get enough.”  He knew he wouldn’t, he couldn’t now. His hips jutting up to grind into her rolling hips. He could feel the wetness through his jeans, burning for him to drive deep inside her.

Trenton let out a fierce growl against her skin, cupping one breast in his hand his thumb strumming too close to the clamp then flicked it.

She let out a small mouse like sound. Then he bit down tenderly on the rigid tip. And her arousal surged, so close to the edge. Katianna panted as lightning pulsed between her legs, leaving her on the edge of orgasm. “What are you doing to me?”

“Showing you the way inside my world.” He grinned. Strumming over the clip once again.

Katianna wailed, the sound high-pitched and desperate. Her body bowed, recoiling away from him involuntarily. The room filling instantly with the high pitched cry when he pulled the first clamp free.

The onslaught of blood returning to her nipple proved to be just as painful as receiving the clamp in the first act. Her nipple throbbed with heat and his mouth came over it to tenderize it further with his tongue and gentle pulls of the hard button held in his lips. Giving new depth and meaning to the phrase kiss and make it better. Had he released her and pulled away, refused further nurturing of his mouth to her tortured nipple she would surely have whimpered and attempted to follow his lips. Her poor nipple needing him more then she had ever yearned for. Her breathing coming in tremulous pants as her body absorbed the enormity of the shift in the balance of pain and pleasure.

Too soon the second came off, she’d hardly had the chance to catch her breath from the first release and as his mouth sucked it in, his hand moved further down slipping between her legs and in an instant the clamp leg go, blood charged her distended clit and his fingers dove deep inside her. Kat’s whole body bucked and jerked letting out a scream she wasn’t aware of as she fell victim to the violent orgasm.

Oh god she was helpless against him. As the last of her release vibrated through her in tormenting aftershocks steeling her breath away, “Why?” Her head falling forward against his shoulder as he held her close.

“Why what baby?” He whispered in her hair, holding her as she lay, having folded over in his lap from her release.

“Why no safe words?”

He nearly laughed, of all the things she would grasp onto, to find some anchor. “Because you are surrendering everything to me, your whole life.” He grinned watching her come unraveled. He hadn’t expected her to orgasm just now, but he wasn’t complaining for the sweet delight.

“So shall we start tonight then?” He whispered the ultimate question.

She shivered, “I’m afraid.”

“Do you need to insert one of your safe words here while you still have them to use.” He felt her nod against his cheek “Which one?”

“Yellow.” She whimpered, “Please let it be yellow.” She was near begging if only fleetingly since he barely heard her say it and she drew back, her head falling forward weakly.

Trenton released his hold on her arms, gently bring them around to her front. He rubbed at them gently where he had been gripping them. He didn’t take any offense to her safe word. He knew she wouldn’t say
yes
to start tonight, but he had enjoyed teasing her with it and the prize alone was worth the physical torment he was causing to his own body.

His hand went up to play with her nipples, tweaking the hard sensitive nubs in his fingers playfully. Enjoying their tortured hard appearance now and tweaked her piercings to add to his playtime. He loved how she had planned out her body piercings. One breast for looking at, the other for nibbling on. That’s what she had told him and it was true. Though he nibbled on them both anyways. And they were well devoured and still looking completely scrumptious right now. He tugged on the ring on her left nipple. Two piercings in one nipple. Arranged perfectly on her. A bar placed deep in the nipple itself held up a half shield that covered part of her areola with a silver scrolling design. The second piercing was a small ring placed in front of the first, closer to the tip and from the ring dangled a charm with a small diamond. The two complimented each other perfectly on her body, yet he still looked forward to picking out new jewelry for her.

“How wet are you?”

Katianna’s face was still fallen over, shaded by her long hair, but she managed to turn up a scowling glare at him that peeked through the long strands of brown waves. “Very.” She dared to fuss. He knew that answer, he made her this way.

Trenton grinned pulling her back into him so he could suck on the bright red bud once more.

“Must you start up the teasing again?” She let out a painful protest. Oh god she was going to go insane. He’d already tormented her nipples for nearly an hour. Sucking, and nibbling and biting—then clamping them. They were so swollen and hard they hurt painfully and they’d likely do so through to the next day.

“That’s what our courtship is about—I tease you till you can’t stand it any longer and agree to give in to me on my terms.”

She hissed at him, “It’s not fair—what you do to me.”

“Fear and loss of control matched with trust makes for a heavy tonic. The greatest aphrodisiac.”

“And what about you? You’re not afraid of anything?”

“You’re my aphrodisiac.” He started kissing her. The realization of what he said ringing all too true for him. He was so damn hard he was going to explode and he rocked his hips up to grind into her burning hot mound as before. The need to be inside her was too painful, “Fuck.” He bit out through gritted teeth when he tore away from her kiss. He sucked in his breath fighting to regain some self control. “I should go.” He confessed, “Or I’m going to rape you right here and now.” He kissed her face again and again. “Besides it’s getting late and I need to stop by Diesel’s to check on the Slaves.”

“And feed your monster?” She teased playfully.

Trenton laughed, “No. I’m saving it all for you, I promise.” He sat up in his seat his mouth coming over hers in a deep heated kiss again. Feeling the fullness of her lips on his, tasting her tongue. The kiss burned so deep, it made him want to be inside her all the more. That despite her petit body, she could take his kiss, she didn’t break under him. Rather it stripped him of his control. He broke their kiss allowing them both to get their breath, “See—only for you.” He whispered.

Katianna shook her head with disbelief. She hadn’t ever expected Trenton to deny his slaves for her. Especially since he refused to go all the way until she willingly surrendered to be his Life Slave. “Trenton, I would never expect you to not use your Subs to find release.” She offered sheepishly.

“
Oh?
You’d have me fucking one of my Subs to my cock’s delight while you remained here suffering through heightened and unfulfilled arousal?” He dropped back on the sofa now as if completely relaxed showing not an ounce of the sexual frustration she was suffering from.

She blinked. Well now that he put it that way. “Well—wait. Can I have my vibrator back?”

“Not a chance Katianna.” His voice tightened, as did his expression. No way in hell was she allowed to have any release unless he gave it to her.  “Like your body, your orgasms are mine. You don’t get to have them unless I say you can, Katianna.”

She felt the strange melting sensation his commands caused inside her body, weakening her resistance even more. He could just command her to give to him what he wanted and she melt in his palms like ice cream on a hot summer day, but he wouldn’t. Trenton commanded restrictions and behavior, commanded her body’s response, but he would not command her final submission. That she had to give willingly and freely. “Then I retract my earlier statement.”

“Fine baby—my cock is yours.” His smiled returned with pleasant agreement.

She melted under that smile, and that he would save himself all for her. That even in his world of BD, he was her’s as much as she would be his and she liked that very much. God she could stay right here in his arms all day—if only he would stop tormenting her nipples. At least for a little while.

“Is it?” She licked her lips, contemplating her own torment now and she dropped her hands down to stroke him trough the fabric of his jeans. Shooting him a wicked glance through the long lashes that shaded her eyes from the tilted angle of her head.

Trenton watched her intently, his eyes tightening; she was stepping on that line he had warned her about— topping from the bottom.

Katianna moved her fingers to the zipper and started to pull it open.

“Stop.” Her fingers froze in mid motion, but only momentarily and she started up again. “Don’t do it Kat.” He warned. “I will not hesitate to turn you over my knee and paddle that bottom of yours.”

Okay that got her attention and she stilled in his lap.

Trenton grimaced. He’d almost half hoped she’d challenge him on that. He so wanted to spank her, feel his hand hard against the firm roundness of her ass.

“But you said it was mine.” She cooed, shifting on his lap. Her hands not moving from their place over the zipper.

Trenton could see she was looking for another way. Perhaps he’d get the chance to spank that ass after all. “And it is, but it gets delivered under my terms. Do you want to start the ritual tonight?”

She shook her head feebly. “But I can go down on you.” She offered as she leaned over him kissing him, pushing her tongue out to lick at his lips, teasing him with what he knew she could do.

“
Oh
you could, could you?” He allowed her kissing and accepted them readily, breaking off only to question her further. “And what makes you so sure of that?”

“Because you let me once before… why fuss over something we’ve already done?” Her lips moved past his and traveling down his neck. He dropped his head back to give her more access to the sensitive area of his body. His neck being one of his favorite androgynous zones. He was a lush for the nuzzling and for kisses there. Though he rarely allowed anyone access to them, but Katianna wasn’t just anyone. He planned a life time of experiences with her.

He couldn’t deny he wanted to feel her lips kissing his hard shaft again, feel his cock enveloped by her sweet hot mouth. It had been so incredible that one night, he thought of no other mouth sucking him since. And with the auction event coming up, he couldn’t possible start the ritual with her—not the way he had it all planned out. He reached down, unzipping his jeans the rest of the way and pushed the edges open giving her permission to suck him and already his breath deepened, throwing him off balance to feel her tongue lap at his hard aching flesh. He needed it so badly.

Katianna moved lower, her lips trailing down his chest then moved to the side to find a nipple and licked over it with her tongue playing with it between her lips. While her hands stroked over the firm muscles of his pecks then down the rippled abs sliding between his legs bypassing the erection that was ready and waiting for her. Her fingers groping at the sensitive insides of his thighs.

The mix of sensations had Trenton’s breath heaving with anticipation and he stroked over her back with a firm contact. Too often a person would get so focused on one sensational delivery they didn’t do anything else. Not Kat, she was so well adept at multitasking she made his blood race with need.

Katianna licked her way down the happy trail of fine dark hairs, then back up to retrieve his nipple once again. God she loved how he felt under her fingers. Smooth warm skin packed tight with hard muscles. She loved how it felt when her hands rippled over them, like sweeping over a chain of roller coaster hills. She loved it even more when he held her, restraining her in his grip. To feel his strength holding her firmly yet with all the tenderness of a lover.  A girl could melt from such things and of course she did every time. But touching him now as she tasted the small taught buds of his nipples on her tongue and licked at them till he hissed at the sensation, she still couldn’t get enough. Couldn't taste enough or feel enough. She wanted to crawl all over him like when she had first laid eyes on him… grand opening night at Club Pain. All she wanted to do was climb his body and drown in his alpha lust.

She switched sides to assault his other nipple with equal attention. First licking then sucking at it, teasing it with her teeth all while her hands roamed the playground of male muscle. She licked at the nipple and the dark tan areola to get it good and moist then parted her lips slightly, keeping them around the tender nub and sucked a long steady stream of air in around it. Creating a whirling vortex of sensation that spiraled around the small manly nipple. She knew it was an exquisite sensation when she heard him sucking his breath in and his hand pressed against her back to solidify the contact of her mouth over his nipple. So he didn’t like being teased any more than she did. She smiled as she lavished him further, then made her trail of kisses.

Slowly, lick by greedy little lick she made her way south. Smiling all the way as she listened to the strained breathing in his chest.

Trenton reached down to his pants and pushed them open, pulling the hard erection free. His other hand moving to the back of her head and gently pushed her lips toward his raging hard on. Hell if he was going to let her suck him she had to do it now or he was going to forgo the ritual and fuck her brains out any second.