Dominate Me (2 page)

The submissive man had flipped over. As the dominant man on top looked at the man underneath him, his expression took my breath away. It was filled with love even as he cuffed his lover’s hands to the bed post. The submissive looked up with adoration. The men rocked the bed with their hard pounding. I heard words, this time I strained to listen.

“Harder. Please, Master.” The submissive bit his lip.

I whimpered. I wanted that. I wanted harder. I wanted to come.

“Is it the cuffs or the men that has you dripping?”
Ren
asked.

His voice startled me out of watching the couple in the room. The background noise continued, but my focus was now on
Ren
.

Blue. His eyes were a bright blue, but they darkened as I looked at him, craning my neck to peer into his face. I licked my lips, but I couldn’t answer.

“I asked you a question, Elli. Is it the men? The cuffs? The exposure? Me?” he whispered the last.

My pussy clenched on his fingers, milking them like his cock was inside me. I was so close—his voice was pulling me over the edge.

“Do you want my cock in you? Pumping inside your pussy so hard you have to hang onto the bed so you don’t hit your head. Or do you want me here?”
Ren
moved his fingers and I almost whimpered, but bit my lip to keep it locked inside me.

Empty. I needed—oh god. He circled my rosette with his finger. He wouldn’t. Oh God, oh damn. He did. A finger breached my ass. It was weird at first, but I didn’t hate it. Was this what the men on the bed felt?

Ren
moved his other hand to my pussy. I was cradled in his arms. He had his fingers in both holes. My senses were on overload. I wanted to rock back and forth between the digits. I moved and he stopped, so I stilled again. I didn’t want this to end.

“How about two men? Me taking your ass while another man services your cunt? You’d be so full, but I wouldn’t let you come. You’d be forced to enjoy it.” His words flowed threw me.

“I—”

“Come for me, pretty.” His words did it. I plummeted over the edge. My hands were still clutched together behind my back, resting against his hard cock. How would that feel inside me? I wanted to know. I didn’t care that we were in the hallway where anyone could come by. I wanted this. Wanted him to take me against the wall. I was so crazy with desire that I didn’t care which he took, either. I’d welcome him in my ass. Hell, I’d beg for it. My whole body tensed and I whimpered. I couldn’t stop shaking. I’d never come so hard in my life.

“Can’t—”

Ren
didn’t let me finish. “You can. Take it.” He kept moving his hands inside me, taking me higher and higher. My skin was on fire. My sounds mingled with the others in the hallway. The men in front of me. The woman in the room down the hallway. The sounds of sex were loud in my ears, but his soothing voice was the one I grabbed onto. I had no idea what he was saying, but he petted my back and eased my skirt down. My underwear was around my ankles. I didn’t even remember them being pushed down.

I came to my senses and moved away, stumbling a little, but he didn’t touch me. I was mortified that I’d lost myself in the middle of an exposed area where anyone could see. I reached down and pulled up my panties. That wild person wasn’t me. I laid my forehead against the cool wall after I’d adjusted my clothing. The men in the room had come too. It was quiet in there. I could hear only murmurs. I wanted that comfort. The support of a lone lover who understood my wants and needs. Someone who could tell me what I wanted so I could give myself freely and be safe.

“It’s okay, my pretty. You’re free here. Just feel. Sex is fun as long as both people are having a good time. Do you want to stop? Just say your word and I’ll take you up front.”

I shook my head. How could he tell how uptight I was? But that wasn’t going to be me any longer. No. I might have been embarrassed, but I wanted more. The hint of wild passion was a taste I wanted to have again. I had to explore this part of myself that I’d kept hidden for too long.

“Give me your hand and let’s explore.”

I took a deep breath.
One,
in through my nose.
Two,
out through my mouth. And again. My body had stopped its quivering and I was ready. I turned and placed myself in his capable hands, both literally and figuratively—I was his.

He led me to an empty room. I supposed the voyeurism part of my exploring was over for now. He stopped just inside the door giving me a chance to look around. I really needed the breather—there was so much to take in. The room was a dark burgundy with the bed taking up much of the space. It was bigger than a king—three or four could fit on it comfortably. Draped in white sheets, it seemed out of sync with the rest of the lush room. I figured there’d be silk or at least satin sheets on the bed making it more decadent, but once
Ren
moved to it and started to strip it down I understood. It probably kept the cost lower with all the linens they had to go through. I couldn’t begin to imagine the cost of keeping silks and satins clean from all the sex that must be had in these rooms. In made me happy that
Ren
cared enough to make sure everything was perfect. He didn’t have to change the sheets. They appeared cleaned, but he went that extra step to ensure I’d be comfortable. I moved my gaze around the room. The rest was just as dark as the walls and a black dresser was situated where
Ren
had retrieved the sheets from. A black stand was positioned by the bed with a basket on top and I could see it was overflowing with lube and condoms.

Safety first. I’m a safety girl.

Why the movie Pretty Woman came to me I had no idea.
It’s not like I’m a prostitute
. I chuckled. My nerve was coming back somewhat. I rubbed my hands along my arms for warmth and turned to see
Ren
watching me. I bit my lip and lowered my eyes. The carpet was—lovely.

“No need to be embarrassed, we’ll take it slow. You’re in control here.”

Ren
shut the door and I released a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. I felt more secure in myself knowing that we would have privacy. Maybe I liked to watch, but being completely naked where anyone could see scared the shit out of me—the public display from earlier notwithstanding.

“Now relax. It’s just you and me.”

I couldn’t look at him. Not yet. I moved away and explored the rest of the room. In the corner a cross stood big and tall. I thought it was called a St. Andrew’s cross, but I wasn’t a hundred percent sure. I wasn’t completely sure of anything, really, just that I was still turned on.

Nothing else jumped out at me. I didn’t know what I had been expecting. Chains hanging from the ceiling? Crops and whips strapped to the walls? I wandered over to the dresser and opened a couple of drawers. There definitely weren’t just sheets in there.

Wow.

I let my fingers linger over the items. The idea of being spanked had my pulse racing. One item in particular drew my eye—a dark red paddle. I ran my hands along it, finding it furry and soft. That couldn’t really hurt, right?

Ren
had moved closer—to see what had captured my attention, I assumed.

“You like this one, do you?”
Ren
picked it up.

It wasn’t just fur—the other side was leather.
Ren
slapped his hand with the paddle and I jumped, my fingers going to my throat. My pulse still raced but I wanted to feel that against my skin.

Was I really going to do this? One of my biggest fantasies was to be tied down and have someone spank my ass. It was all vague in my imagination as I didn’t have any experience to draw from. Porn wasn’t to my taste—I didn’t like to watch it because it seemed so fake. I’d read things about spanking and role playing. But reading about how the burn of a good paddling might feel against my skin was something I could have only imagined in the past with no reference. I had no idea how to make the fiction into a reality. Tonight could be my time to figure out what I really wanted, what I needed to make me whole.

I turned my body into
Ren’s
.

“I don’t know about all this.” I waved my hand around the room and gulped, still unsure if I could go through with whatever he wanted from me. I needed him to reassure me.

“Trust me.” He gazed into my eyes steadily, not wavering for even an instant. I burned for him.

“I don’t know you,” I managed to get out.

“But you will.” He ran a hand along my side, soothing me like he would a skittish colt. “Have I done anything you’ve opposed to? You can always use your safe word. Are you ready to quit?” He continued to stroke me. He put the paddle on the dresser and used both hands to calm me down.

I didn’t want to disappoint him, because it wasn’t in my nature. I lived to please and I wanted to make the man in front of me happy. But I still didn’t know anything about him—only his name. Could I really turn myself completely over to him? I couldn’t stop thinking. That was one of my problems—my thoughts wouldn’t shut off.

Except for in the hallway.

My mind had closed down and I could only feel. He did that for me. I looked up at him in awe when I realised that this stranger had given me something that no other lover had been able to. The bliss of silence.

“N—” I tried again. “No. I want this.”

“Good girl. Why don’t you go sit on the bed.”

Ren
moved to a mini fridge that I hadn’t seen before. He took out a two bottles of water and handed one to me. He was giving me time to adjust to the situation. I may not know him, but he somehow
knew
me.

I tugged off the cap and took a small drink. The liquid felt good going down. I used the bottle to cool my burning face.

Ren
took the bottle from my hand and put it on the dresser alongside his. He held out his hands and I took them in mine and stood as he moved me away from the bed until we were in the middle of the room. Just the two of us.

I spread my legs shoulder-width apart and clasped my hands behind my back. It was the pose he’d asked me to take in the hallway. I must have pleased him because he gave a little hum and circled my body. He took my shoulders and squared them, so I was straight and tall. He ran his hands down my leg. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but he made me unlock my knees. Probably a good thing—I really didn’t want to pass out.

Ren
completed his journey and faced me. His touch was strong and firm, but surprisingly tender. I wasn’t sure what I really expected.

“Do you have anything important in your pockets?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Speak to me, Elli. I want to hear you.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t apologise. Just tell me,” he chided.

“Yes. My wallet and my cell phone.” I swallowed.

“Good.”

Ren
put his hands on my hips and stroked down my legs and around to my ass. He reached into my pocket and removed my personal items. He fiddled with my phone and put them both on the dresser next to our water.

He still kept his caresses soft. He knelt in front of me and unzipped my skirt and let it pool at my feet along with my panties. I didn’t wear hose because it was too hot. He lifted first one foot, then the other, removing my strappy sandals. It was hard to keep my balance with my hands behind my back, but I managed. I was now bare from the waist down.

I looked anywhere but directly at him. He didn’t let me get away with it for long. He buried his face in my pussy. His nose tickled and I squirmed, but he held firm. He placed a light kiss on my clit then rose to stand before me.

Every touch was gentle and sure. He took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. I was mesmerised by his blue orbs.
Ren’s
face got closer and closer, his body invading my personal space. His pants were rough against my legs.

He brushed his lips against mine, but he didn’t demand anything. I opened my mouth and he pulled back.

“No. You take and I’ll give.”
Ren
peppered kisses over my face. I wanted to taste him, but I also wanted him to continue.

He came back to my mouth. His tongue touched my lips, but I didn’t move. My breathing picked up speed, I was so turned on.

“Open,” he whispered against my lips.

I opened my mouth a little and our breaths mingled. I was panting and we hadn’t even really done anything.

“That’s it,” he murmured and his tongue glided into my mouth all satiny smooth.

I didn’t move even though I wanted to open wider because he hadn’t given me permission to.
Ren
cupped my face, tilting it to get a better angle, making me moan, but I didn’t kiss back. I let him have my mouth. It was his.

He rewarded me by grabbing my ass and rubbing his cock against my pussy. Even behind the fabric, I could feel how hard he was for me. I was so hot for him and wanted to feel his length inside because I ached for what he’d described earlier—him pounding me into the bed.

The image of him deep inside me caused me to whimper, the sound slipping past my lips.

“Calm down, my pet. Control your breathing. In and out. There you go. We’re going slow so you can enjoy every sensation. Each touch and kiss I give you because I want to. That’s good. Yes. Calm.”