Love and Chemistry (3 page)

This guy was so very much
not
joking! Her pussy went wet at the possibilities.

“I don’t care for the disarray of a dungeon. I tried it; I learned a great deal. But I prefer the safety, order, and cleanliness of my own playroom.”

“I like it. Do you really sleep here?” she asked.

“There are two other bedrooms. One is for sleeping, and one is a guest room. You may explore.” He nodded.

She opened the drawer in the long dresser and found it lined with cuffs. The next drawer was full of sex toys, all lined up like little soldiers awaiting orders. What would he use on her?

Turning to him, she slid out of her shoes and put them carefully out of the way. “I’m not sure I’m up to your standards, but I can try.”

“You’ll learn if you want to. I don’t expect graduate-level performance from an undergraduate student.” He removed his shirt.

Was that a dig at her lack of schooling? She wasn’t dumb despite her high school grades. She tugged off her dress and removed her bra before sliding her thong down to the ground. Folding it all neatly, she tucked her hair behind her ears and waited. “I’ll do my best.”

“You look very nice.” He led her to stand in the middle of the room a foot from the end of the bed. He walked around her and inspected her body.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“You have a safe word you prefer?” he asked.

“Red is good.” She nodded. Basics were safest, at least at first.

“Fair enough.” He nudged her legs apart. “You want to submit and play with me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Say it,” he said sharply.

“I want to submit to you and play. To please you, Sir.” She bowed her head and folded her hands waiting for instruction.

She heard his pants and belt hit the floor and closed her eyes for a second. His cock had been hard and large earlier. It wasn’t her imagination or fantasy. She longed to see him but kept her eyes on the floor.

He guided her forward and wrapped leather cuffs around her wrists. He hooked them to the ring high on the bed. “Just stand there.”

When she tried to see what he was doing, a blindfold appeared, and her world went dark. Moaning, she tugged on the cuffs. There was some slack in the chain but not enough to kneel or sit. He smacked her ass with his bare hand, and she knew he was testing her.

He nuzzled the back of her neck, and she relaxed as he kissed her shoulders. Finally, his hands cupped her breasts and relieved some of the desperate ache.

“Did you think of me today?” he asked.

“All day, Sir. I needed more.” She pressed her ass back and brushed his cock.

“You need discipline first.” He pinched her nipples then his touch was gone.

“I’m sorry, I need both. It’s been so long.” She hated being without attention.

“How long?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Does it matter?” She didn’t want to think now.

A flogger brushed her ass gently. “How long?”

“A few years. Doms always grow tired of me.” She rested her head on the bed post.

“We’ll see about that. You want to be spanked? You understand you’re not to attend college parties?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir. I need to be punished.” She never dreamed last night at the party she’d get a flogging for it.

“Your safe word?” he asked.

“Red. But please work me over now.” She arched her back and offered her ass.

He swung the flogger expertly. The stinging impact grew slowly, and he covered her ass fully. The throbbing between her legs persisted, but the sweet shame of wanting that tool won out.

“You think you deserved to win over those girls?” he asked.

“I did win,” she said.

“Did you play with any of the men there? Even a kiss?” he demanded.

“No, Sir. I swear. I got out as soon as I won. I needed to know I was sexy.” She gasped as he snapped that implement harder.

“What of the other girls? Younger, less confident women who might’ve needed that ego boost?” He stopped the flogging and ran his fingers over her ass.

She gasped and moaned. He hadn’t been gentle for a first play session. Thank God! “Please don’t stop,” she said.

“What about the other women?” He pinched her ass.

“Oh God.” Her pussy ached for relief, and the pain sank into her with a familiar rush that satisfied and tempted her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think about them.”

“You were selfish. If you need attention, you know how to get it. Instead of being patient, you took the easy road.”

Damn! He was right. Not just a kinky guy who liked to fuck and spank girls. “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, I didn’t think about it that way.”

“You won’t do it again,” he ordered.

“No, Sir. I swear I won’t. Does my body please you?” she asked.

There was a thud, and it had to be the flogger hitting the hardwood floor. She loved this room already. Big bed, properly equipped. Simple wood furniture and everything they needed for kink. It was wonderful, but what if he didn’t want her? He hadn’t even let her suck him off in the office.

He pressed his body to her side and caressed her ass. “You’re somewhere else. You don’t really care if I like your body?”

“I do! I’m sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Thinking. About?” he asked.

“How much I love the room, and I want to see it and your body.” She rubbed to him for the heat of his hard, muscled form.

“So you don’t care if I like your body?” He flicked her nipple.

“More, please. I do care, but I can’t change my body. I hope you appreciate it, but what I’m willing to do for you is more in my control.” She licked her lips.

“I see.” He slid his fingers between her folds and gently massaged her cunt.

The relief and torment made her knees give. The chain caught her, and Colin’s strong arm held her waist.

“Oh, please, Sir. Fuck me. I need it so badly. I’ve been thinking of your cock all day,” she begged.

“You like sex. That’s a good sign.” He chuckled. “You also like showing off your body.”

“I won’t dress as if I’m a nun.” She braced herself for conditions. Some doms were so possessive they stifled her.

“I wouldn’t want that. But teasing college boys isn’t nice. When they’re drunk, they are unpredictable. I expect them to be responsible for their actions, but you’re older. Smarter. You don’t need to get off on their attention then leave them horny and frustrated. You can get what you need without them.” He eased one finger into her cunt.

Part of her brain realized he was worried she’d be attacked. There was zero tolerance for sexual assault on campus, but it didn’t make it easier on a victim. She was playing games those boys weren’t fully able to comprehend. Even if they were adults, they weren’t in the lifestyle. They didn’t have the control or the experience to play safely. The reality hit her, and she was thankful a better outlet had found her.

Her body tightened on his digit. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to win. To feel sexy.”

“You are sexy. Every straight man on campus would love to be where I am now. Don’t you dare test anyone but me. You understand?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir. I like this so much better,” she moaned.

“You do. I like your ass. It’s nice and pink already.” He blew on her rump.

The sting made her tense. “Thank you, Sir. I love it. Please. My pussy really needs attention.”

“And I thought you wanted my cock.” He plucked off the blindfold.

She squinted and saw his beautiful, hard body for a few seconds. The view of his erection made her insides ripple. His member stood long and thick, a perfect, straight dick she could ride for days. “I do want your dick. Fuck me, Sir.”

“Not just yet. I think your pussy has been ignored too long.” He knelt down in front of her and grabbed her thighs. Slowly he spread them and lapped at her slit.

“Please.” She rubbed her cunt to his face.

Then one hand grabbed her ass, and she froze. Sweet pain and stimulation were the perfect tools to control her. Colin seemed so confident and at ease, she gave in. His tongue worked her inner folds as his thumb fucked her pussy.

“I’ll be good. Please fuck me!” she screamed.

He smiled up at her and pinched her ass. Then slowly he slid his tongue inside of her and rubbed her clit with his fingers.

“I want your cock, Sir. I’ll do anything.” She sobbed as the pleasure and stinging sensations drove her close to a climax.

She wanted to get off on him with her body stuffed. It was the only way she felt fully satisfied. She had to get him off, too. Damn, she hated that deep sub side of her coming out, but it wasn’t just fucking. It was pleasing her dom, as well. They were so new to this together, and she craved him so much it scared her.

He kissed her clit and pressed two fingers into her. “You’ll do anything. Tell me why you didn’t go to college.”

She shook her head. “Who cares? What the hell does it matter why? My grades sucked. I’m a dumb blonde okay? Get off on me!”

“Not yet.” He added a third finger, and she gasped.

Her legs trembled, trying to hold her weight and fuck those digits at the same time. She pulled on the chains for reassurance she was anchored. “May I come, Sir?”

“You can come all you want. I’m not fucking you until you answer me.” He flicked his tongue on her clit as he finger-fucked her. Then his other hand reached up and smacked her breast. “Those are award-winning tits, though.”

The bastard knew just what he was doing! Her release hit and his approval freed her. She came, yanking on the cuffs and rubbing her pussy on his face as she stared at him. The throbbing and pounding in her body were a sharp contrast to the soft kisses he dropped on her cunt.

As she took deep breaths, she whimpered when he removed his fingers. Slowly he stood, and she stared at his cock. He rubbed her juices over her breasts and sucked it off.

“That was a nice warm up.” He kissed her mouth and swatted her ass.

“Yes, Sir. Thank you.” Moaning, she couldn’t even focus on what he might do next. But she couldn’t wait for it either.

* * * *

Colin loved a power struggle. She wasn’t being bratty exactly, but she was challenging him. He unhooked her cuffs from the bedpost and laid her on the bed. Her eyes kept taking him in as though she’d expected some soft, old, dull geek under his clothes.

“Please let me suck you off,” she said.

“That’s progress. Not only thinking about yourself.” He locked her chains to the headboard. She could move her arms but not escape the bed.

“I’ll play the game however you want. Please, just tell me what to do!” She looked him in the eye and sat up.

He grinned and put the flogger back in its spot. “You haven’t told me why you didn’t go to college. Answer the question.”

“My grades in high school sucked.” She shrugged.

“Too busy chasing boys to do your homework?” He stood by the wall of spanking implements and watched her. Shameless about her nudity, she kept staring at his cock. She was sex deprived, no doubt.

“No, I wasn’t chasing boys. They chased me but…it doesn’t matter why. Bad grades so I didn’t get in. I see what you meant about taking away the college experience for the girl who would’ve won if I wasn’t there. And about giving the college guys the wrong idea. I’m sorry.”

He actually believed her. “You swear you didn’t do anything with any of those young men?”

She smirked. “I swear on my award-winning tits. You like them. All men do.”

He grabbed a paddle from the wall and sat on the bed before rolling her onto her hands and knees. “There’s nothing not to like on your body. Men are visual and simple creatures. I think you love to play with them. Tease them.”

“Please let me suck you off. What man doesn’t love a blow job?” she demanded.

“I love them.” The control was killing him. Her ass was right there, sticking up. Her pussy wet. Her mouth eager. He could have her a dozen ways, and she’d be grateful. Fingering her cunt, he felt her eager body respond without hesitation.

“Let me show you what I can do,” she begged.

“I want to know why you got bad grades in high school and robbed yourself of the college experience.” He swatted her ass with the simple leather paddle.

“Oh God. It’s personal. Please don’t,” she gasped.

“Don’t paddle you? You have a safe word for that.” He gave her another to take his focus off his erection.

“No, it’s too personal. Don’t make me talk about it!”

Minny sounded scared, and Colin slid off the bed. Putting the paddle away, he leaned down and kissed her mouth. “You will tell me one day.”

She frowned at the wall. “Why are you so anal about that? About everything?”

He laughed. Growing up as an army brat, he’d had plenty of discipline and order. She hadn’t asked about him though, not really. “Because everything has a place and a time. College included. Your time to be twenty and wild is over. Now you must be who you are.”

“So fuck me already and prove I’m a sub,” she shouted.

He slapped her ass. “Give me a clue about your high school troubles. Not boys?” He needed to know if she was always so needy or if some man or boy was behind it. A sub with a bad history with men was different from one who just loved it. The mental game was unique to everyone.

“No. It was my family life. Okay? Not everyone has it so easy. Home affects school. Now seriously! Do you get off on denial or do you like men? Do you not want to fuck me?” Her lips quivered.

He kissed her. “I want to fuck you so badly, if I didn’t have control, you’d be worn out by now.”

“Prove it.” She kissed him back, and he let her tongue in his mouth.

She could’ve been abused at home by a family member. She could’ve been controlled or locked up. He wouldn’t assume anything or dismiss her pain. He had to build trust and obedience…the passion was there. They had chemistry, and it was a start.

Tightening a Velcro cock ring around the base of his member, he then slid on protection as he watched her hold the position. She’d made progress by sharing a little bit with him. Their change in relationship from coworkers to kink partners was new and sudden. He’d get the whole truth out of her and help her when the time was right.

“Roll over on your back. Spread your legs. Cuffed hands behind your head.” He knelt between her thighs.