My Body-Mine (19 page)

“
Good,” I said, hugging him with my whole body.

“
And … I’m rather upset with you as well.”

I glanced up at him and said, “I’m sorry about the text. I had my phone in my purse and it was loud in the club.”

“
I think my heart stopped when I arrived home to find the driveway empty, and the only way I’m going to feel better about what you have done is to discipline you. As I already owe you a spanking, I think something more intense might be in order.”

“
Yes, Sir,” I said, my body already responding to the pending punishment. My pussy throbbed and flared, pulsing the energy along my spine and around to my nipples.

He lowered his head and pillaged my mouth, bringing my body fully on top of his. Wrapping his arms around my back, he drew me tight against him. His hard phallus poked against my belly as he devoured my bottom lip, sucking and biting it at the same time.

“
Marcello,” I moaned out between kisses.

He plundered my mouth, marking me as his and only his. He owned my mouth and tongue as his hands traveled up my back, lodging in my hair and clutching my head. He came up for air, glowered at me with his sable stare and said, “You owe me, Jane.”

“
Yes, Sir,” I said coyly.

“
First, I want to hear all about your night.”

“
Can’t you punish me first?” He might be kinder before he had all the information from last night. Plus I had no desire for the kissing to cease.

I nuzzled his neck and although he let me play for a moment, he roughly tugged my hair to get my attention again. Sitting up, he easily lifted me, setting me down beside him.

“
Okay,” I said, giving in.
I
plan
ned
to get through the explanation and back to playing as quickly as possible. “I got to the club and Parker and I hung out for around ten minutes before Chase and Andre came and got us. We relocated to a table near the stage. Have you ever been to the Jazzed for Blues Café?”

“
No.”

“
We should go sometime. The place is extraordinary. Chase and I danced one song together.”

“
Fast or slow?”

“
Very fast. We walked outside in the park for a bit between sets.”

“
Just you and Chase?”

“
Yes, I needed some fresh air.”

“
Then?”

“
We shared some calamari and when the band started their second set—Andre and Parker had already switched seats—Andre initiated his conversation with me. He seemed worried that I would take advantage of Chase.”

“
I can see why you might be offended.”

“
Well, he also said that Chase is attracted to damsels in distress as if that described me. That pissed me off as well.”

“
Are you distressed?”

“
Not in the least,” I said throwing myself onto Marcello’s lap and hugging his neck. I kissed his mouth, coaxing his full lips to take mine.

“
Aren’t you
the horny girl,” he said, lifting me off of him again. “Finish.”

“
Fine!” I said, pouting. Chase and our flirtatious chats unwittingly came to the fore but I stuffed the thought away and continued, “I planned to leave and call a cab but Chase offered—insisted, rather—on bringing me home. He offered to drive my car and take a taxi back to the club but I thought that a bit much. I wanted to go by the beach and let the breeze blow away the past. I had shared a dream I had about the house and he suggested we go by there.”

“
Did you?” he asked, his tone unfathomable.

“
Yes. I didn’t let him in the house but we hung out at the edge of the deck near the stairs that go down to the beach.”

“
And how did you think I’d feel about that?”

“
I didn’t think you’d be thrilled with it.”

“
Interesting.” His voice sounded calm but the tension in the room ratcheted up.

I continued, “We talked and he told me about the bad past relationship that made Andre feel he needs to look out for him.”

“
I see.”

“
He dropped me here and that’s it.”

“
Did he kiss you?”

“
Of course not.”

“
Did he want to?”

“
Marcello, I have no idea and it wouldn’t matter if he did. I do need to tell you something else.”

“
About Chase?”

“
Yes. I have chatted with him on Facebook.”

“
About?”

“
Mostly just about meeting up but he did ask me to meet him at the beach for a run.”

“
And did you?”

“
Meet him at the beach? No, of course not.”

“
I see. Well, Jane, it’s apparent to me you need reminding of my expectations, and I have a very clear idea of how to make that happen.
And
if what you need is to be taken by two men, that can be easily arranged.
Men
, being the operative word.”

“
Yes, Sir,” I responded, realizing I had said far too much.

“
Standing position two,” he ordered.

I skittered quickly off the bed and stood with my elbows out and hands behind my neck.

He swiftly spanked my ass and said, “
Jane
.”

“
Yes, Sir, sorry, Sir,” I hurriedly responded, keeping my eyes downcast.

He clutched my upper arm and carted me along with him. “Do you remember the party at my house?”

“
Yes, Sir,” I said, my pulse thudding out of control.

“
I wanted to take you that night while my guests watched.”

I suspected as much and wished he had as well. I responded with a “Yes, Sir.”

“
I’m going to paddle that ass of yours with my favorite leather two-ply; you will be strapped down on the horse the way you were for the party. It’s going to hurt, Jane. Do you understand?”

“
Yes, Sir.”

“
And you are going to take it to please me.”

“
Yes, Sir, I will, Sir.”

“
Good.” In the middle of the living room, he let go of my arm. The leather apparatus stood in the center and his favorite couch had been spun around to face it. I wondered why the couch had been moved if we were the only ones in the house. “Keep those eyes down,” he ordered. “Spread those legs wide.” Reaching down, he ran his fingers through my wetness. “Such a horny girl you are. Should I thank Chase for this?”

I thought it wisest to say nothing.

“
Play with your dripping cunt while I tell you what I expect of you. Keep one arm up with your palm on your neck.”

“
Yes, Sir.” I trailed my right hand down and began to roll my fingers over my clit. I wanted to see what Marcello was doing but instead followed his command.

“
You’re going to do something for me before I affix you to the leather horse. I don’t want you to think. There’s nothing for you to do but listen to me and do as I say. Do you understand?”

“
Yes, Sir,” I said, trembling convulsively. My rock hard nipples jutted out, longing to be pulled and pinched. The juices from my pussy coated my
fingers
. I hovered on the edge of extreme arousal and he had barely touched me. I was scared and thrilled by what he might ask me to do.

“
Standing Position Three,” he called, his voice coming from the left of me.

I held my hands behind me and pushed out my chest, careful to maintain my balance, which was not easy with my legs so widespread.

“
Listen carefully, my sexy whore, you’re going to get yourself off for me but you cannot use your hands. Your hands will stay firmly clasped behind your back the entire time. Do you understand what I’m asking of you?”

The trembling turned into real shaking. “I think so, Sir.”

“
Good girl. Now show me what you’re made of,
bella
. Not only did I miss having you each and every day in whatever manner I wished, but I loathed the idea that that ‘boy’ enjoyed your company instead. Start now.”

Turning slightly to the right to see if the leather horse held any possibilities, I found the height all wrong.
The corner of the end table?
I went over to the couch where Marcello casually lounged, a glass of scotch in hand. I could see the bulge in his pants. He loved dominating my sex, and although I should’ve been embarrassed, instead I felt crazy turned on, wanting to please him.
I would repent my attraction to Chase by giving myself over to Marcello.

The corner arm of the couch would have to suffice. The dark brown seam-stitch resembled a leather thong. The friction it might provide and how it might feel made the pounding in my chest increase. I panted with excitement as I straddled the corner of the couch and lowered my pussy.

I felt like the whore and slut he wanted me to be and I reveled in it. Back and forth I rubbed my hot wet slit across the leather.

Marcello shifted closer and blessedly tugged and squeezed my nipples. “I have something for you.”

Peering down at his hand, I watched him spread open clamps and attach them to my nipples over my piercings. “Oh my god,” I groaned. The exquisite, intense pressure caused more juices to flood my already soaked pussy. Then he hung a small weight on each that swayed each time I fucked myself against the leather corner. “Uh … uh … uh,” I moaned. The stimulation of my cunt and nipples had me rocking on the edge of orgasm.

As I rolled my hips, Marcello approached me from behind. He clutched my ass cheeks and started to knead them open and closed. Then he spread my buttocks wide and spit on my anus. His fat fingers slid in and around my vagina, gathering as much moisture as he could. He brought the fluid up and coated my asshole with it. Forcefully penetrating my anus with his large middle finger, he rode the in and out of my sway.

“
Oh please, oh please, oh please,” I begged.

“
Tell me first Jane, are you my whore? Do you belong to me?” His voice sounded deeper than before, his desire evident.

“
Only … yours,” I grunted out.

“
Remember that, Jane. I’ll let you cum soon but know I will not be easy on you once you’re strapped down.”

“
Yes, Sir.”

He swirled his fingers in and out of my ass, forcing me to slow the rhythm down so I wouldn’t cum without permission.

“
Do not slow down,” he admonished.

“
Please, Sir … oh… I have to … I need to … so badly.”

“
Wait for it, Jane. One more minute, you can hold off for me. Do it!”

I resumed my frantic pace, circling my hips around, rubbing my clit against the stitched leather. The weights swung, tugging on my hard nipples, making the climb so high I could no longer see the ground or anything else. Nothing else existed in that moment but sex and sensation.

“
Now,” he growled to me and I obeyed.

“
Oh yes, oh yes, Sir. Oh god … so good, so damn hard! Oh, oh, oh …” I broke apart into a million pieces as the rush of my climax shot through every facet of my being. I collapsed over the couch, so high on endorphins, I couldn’t see straight.

Not giving me the chance to recover, Marcello snatched off the nipple clamps. I screamed out, “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Clutching my upper arm again, he hauled me to the leather horse. Feeling the tension increase all around us, I hurriedly draped myself over and placed my wrist in the cuffs in front of me. He spread my legs wide and affixed my calves to my corresponding thigh. My pussy gaped open to him and my ass was easily available. My breasts dangled over the side, nipples protruding. My mouth hung at the perfect height for his phallus. He prowled around, secured my hands and quickly undressed. His beautifully large, erect cock stood straight out. The thick veins pulsed all around his massive
shaft
.

“
Jane, this is one of my favorite devices for discipline,” he said, waving the black leather in front of my eyes.

The three inch wide paddle had a narrow handle. Solid leather showed on one side but the other had holes of various sizes throughout. More excited than scared, I wondered how much more the side with the cutouts would hurt.

“
I think I need some of that mouth first.” He rubbed his cock and balls against my face and I breathed in his masculine fragrance. I wanted to tell him how much I wanted him, wanted to please him, wanted him to take me, but Luke had taught me that once Marcello set out to exact a punishment, he would not be deterred.
And
I should shut the fuck up.

He guided his erection into my mouth, pulsing until he hit the back of my throat but not going deeper. “Suck it hard,” he said, using my hair to direct my mouth. “Oh, that’s good. I can’t take your throat now, but I will. Yes, I will. Our next contract will be very different, Jane. I do hope you understand that.”

“
Yes, Sir,” I garbled around his cock. At that moment in time, he could have had anything he wanted. So wholly intoxicated with our sex play, I only awaited his order.

“
It’s time, and make sure to count. I must say, that spread open pussy looks rather inviting to spank as well. What do you think? And those incredibly big nipples of yours? Will you take that from me as well? I guess we’re about to find out.”

He trailed the paddle down my back and between my ass cheeks and then began. The smacking sounds of my discipline reverberated in the room.