PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels) (19 page)

She admired the multiple lines of pale pink that striped across Mathers’ flesh. Her fingertips softly traced their direction. She knew this soothing action would make the next stroke more frighteningly anticipated and therefore more effective than the actual pain delivered. Jake had been masterful at teaching her that. Her nipples glowed in the remembered feeling of being whipped by Jake, and she soothed them with her fingers.

‘See what this is doing to me, Joe.’ She walked around in front of his eyes, teasing her nipples as he watched intently, forgetting his own pain in her pleasure. ‘When you submit to me, through force of the lash, it makes me hot and horny too.’

She allowed her mouth to soften and her tongue to snake out and lick her lips as she teased her nipples to peaks beneath the black fabric of her dress. Her hand slipped inside and she caressed her breast firmly, moaning her pleasure. She could see Mathers’ cock straining against his boxers and his body squirming in its need for her touch.

She approached him, softly grazing her lips against his. He leant into her as she withdrew.

‘I see you are still trying to take your own pleasure and that is not what I will allow. I will only allow you to come, Joe, when you please me first.’

Cally took up the whip again and moved behind him, yanked down his boxers to expose his buttocks and delivered a second stinging blow upon them. This was followed by a firm massage.

Cally rubbed her body up against his naked back before whipping his buttocks a third and fourth time, until he was writhing under its warming caress.

Cally found her pussy getting wet and engorged from the erotic pleasure of treating her sex slave Mathers with discipline. And why shouldn’t he pleasure her? But how was she going to do it while denying him his own?

Her mind wandered the office to think what was available to her. That was it. Ever good at improvisation, she went to the desk drawer and opened it. Full of office stationery. Her hand quickly alighted on a pile of elastic bands and she withdrew a couple, slipping them over her wrist.

She turned and looked across at Mathers who was watching her with intent and no mean measure of apprehension in his eyes. She wanted to deny him the pleasure she was planning to indulge in. Why should he get to come, just because she wanted to? Picking up another strip of the fabric from his trousers, she fashioned a blindfold and tied it around his eyes.

It gave her such a thrill to see the man, tied wrist and ankle, legs spread apart, with his boxers pulled down around his thighs, revealing a stiff cock that desired an orgasm desperately. The effect was intensified by his gag and blindfold. She viewed his firm erection at length and commented on it, both to keep it keen and to intensify his submission to her.

‘I’m glad to see your shaft is ready to service its mistress’s will, Joe. Now you make sure you keep it good and hard until I am ready for it.’

She supposed Mathers’ erection was the equivalent of when she was tied up, her creamy pussy signalling its desire to be fucked every way it knew how. A desire that Jakehad long denied her. And which she would long deny Mathers.

She slipped her hand around Mathers’ cock and pumped it to full stiffness. ‘That’s it, Joe, let it get nice and hard for me. I want to ride your big, hard shaft until I come. Not that you will be allowed to.’

Her words, as much as her firm actions, had the desired effect. Holding his engorged cock strongly in her encircling palm, Cally slipped the pair of small, strong elastic bands off her wrist, down over her hand, and placed them tightly around the base of his penis. He tried to pull away, unsure of what she was doing to him, giving a wary little yip in the back of his throat.

‘Don’t fight it, Joe. You have no choice. I want your cock firm for me and the tight elastic bands will keep it that way, without you getting to come and spoil the effect.’

Cally was ready to search out her orgasm just thinking about Joe Mathers, trussed up for her pleasure. Now she had to mount an upright man, unaided. She slithered the dress off her shoulders and let it fall in a whisper at her feet. ‘I’m taking my dress off, Joe,’ she teased the sightless man. ‘And I’m about to pull off my little thong, so I can fuck you.’

Mathers writhed in discomfort. She could tell he was ready to explode but prevented from doing so. ‘Please me enough, Joe, and I might allow you to come too. Sometime soon enough.’

Freed from her thong, Cally stood close and naked. She rubbed her sensitive breasts against his chest and he moaned his enjoyment and frustration at not being able to see, or to touch. She could tell he was as desperate to yank his cock as she had been to stimulate her swollen clit when Jake had tormented her by denying her the means to orgasm at will.

Cally tweaked her own nipples and groaned her pleasure by Mathers’ ear. ‘Oh, it feels so good, when I touch my nipples until they are hard and pointed. But I want my sex slave to tongue them.’

She dragged across a chair and stood on it, directing Mathers to stretch up and place his lips around her hard tips. ‘Flick them with your tongue, Joe. Harder and faster.’ She moaned with delight. ‘Now suck them. I want you to work at it. I want to feel the pull. Oh yes, that’s it. Keep that going, until I tell you to stop.’

Only partially surprised that he was so willing to comply, she allowed Mathers to work a little magic on her body. The promise of sex was a powerful tool for obedience, she knew only too well. First his attentions were directed by her to one breast, and then to the other, until she was yearning for his cock to pleasure her craving pussy.

‘Enough. It’s time that you put your cock to use in my service, Joe.’

As she jumped down from the chair and pulled it aside, she could tell Joe’s cock was twitching to fuck her pussy.

Cally decided those pole-dancing exercise classes she had been taking would come in pretty handy. Wrapping her toned arms around his neck, she swung her legs up about his waist. He strained initially to take up the unexpected weight but was clearly fit enough to do so with ease. Cally eased first one hand, then the other, up into the chain holding Mathers’ wrists above his head. That gave her leverage and she pulled herself up a little, letting her nipple tease his mouth until he licked and sucked her furiously again. She wriggled down until she felt the tip of Mathers’ cock nudging along her soft, moist slit.

Cally worked up and down for a time, allowing his cock’s thrusting head to stimulate her clit and itself, mercilessly. She gave full voice to her intense, growing excitement. ‘Oh, that feels so good, Joe. My clit is just bursting, but my hole wants to be filled with something big. Is your cock big enough to satisfy me, Joe?’

The desperate man murmured his assent through the gag. He wanted the fucking to commence, but didn’t yet realise only one of them would be getting any real satisfaction.

Cally released one hand, gripping more tightly with her other, her legs about Mathers’ waist for support and reached down below her. She grasped Joe’s cock, sliding her thumb over its tip before manoeuvring it into position at the entrance to her slick yearning chasm.

He twitched with the need to drive it inside her. She suspected he’d never been made to wait this long for anything he wanted.

By now, Cally was ready to shatter on touch. Transferring her arms around Mathers’ neck, she slowly lowered her body to drive his stiff rod inside, to stretch and fill her, inch by increasing inch.

Purring her satisfaction, Cally pulled herself upward again, rising fully until his shaft almost sprang free of her grasping cunny and then descended at her own slow pace, to achieve maximum stimulation throughout the intimate confines of her nerve-filled sex tunnel. She closed her eyes and began fantasising it was Jake’s thick cock she was impaled upon. She intended to do some punishing pole-dancing with him too, before she was done.

Rapidly her breath came faster and more shallow, her pace quickened over his rod, alternately swallowing and disgorging the stiffly swollen member until she was seconds from dissolving. Her cunt was slick with her own hot juices, making the slide between their bodies like silk. It was like masturbating with a real-life dildo and Cally soaked up each sensation as it coursed throughout her body, not caring how Mathers felt one little bit. She was using him as he would have used her, and it felt so good.

Mathers twitched and thrust frantically, trying to wrench a more pleasurable sensation from the event, driving himself toward a futile finish. Cally was aware of what he was attempting and she would punish him for it later, but she knew, with great satisfaction, that he had no control at all over his penetration of her pleasure-seeking gorge or the rate and speed of ingress and egress which she maintained to suit only her own desires, without reference to his. She bounced rapidly and shallowly a few times to heighten her excitement.

The restricting stranglehold of the tight bands of elastic she had placed around Mathers’ engorged cock ensured he lost not a single millimetre of the dimensions of sensation she chose to wrench from his body. She was the one who controlled the thrust of her tight sheath over his erect weapon, raised in its mistress’s service. All without being able to allow the pressure he must have felt building inside him, to come to a head before she had finished with him and discarded him, like a used Kleenex.

Her feeling of ultimate power over this man erupted just as orgasm hit her body violently, her vagina gripping and pulsing over his cock. She yapped like a bitch on heat as the thrilling, sensual ride lifted like a barrage and peaked and gradually subsided.

Cally was exhausted in every way. The only muscles that still contracted at will were those around Mathers’ still-engorged cock. She lifted herself from his rampant shaft and lowered herself weakly to the ground.

It took a few moments for her to recover breath enough to speak. ‘I enjoyed that so much. I needed that. You’re a good fuck, Joe. Maybe you’ll get to enjoy one yourself, eventually. But that depends on how quickly you submit your will to mine.’

Cally smiled as she could see Mathers’ hips pressing forward, his wayward cock seeking the pleasure of orgasm that she had denied him. She took his cock in her hand and released the elastic restraint in a reversal of the manner in which she had applied it.

‘No, Joe. You’re not getting to come just yet. In fact, I don’t think you tried hard enough. Your training in pleasing a woman has only just begun.’

He tried to speak, but it came out another incoherent mutter from the back of his throat.

Cally continued. ‘You think you got away with it, don’t you? You think just because I was using your body for my pleasure that I didn’t notice you trying to take some pleasure of your own, from me. So now you are going to be punished. Then I will remove your gag and allow you to thank me for correcting your glaring faults.’

Shegave him a few moments to think about that while she put on her dress again and went for the whip.

Chapter Fifteen

C
ALLY UNTIED
M
ATHERS
’ gag. He took a moment to wriggle his jaw to ease it, before he started begging.

‘Come on, Cally, you’ve had your fun with me. Play fair. Isn’t it time you let a real man show you how to have a good time?’

‘Oh Joe. I thought we might be getting somewhere. But I suppose a man who has run wild as long as you have will take a lot of taming.’

‘Let me out of here,’ he growled, twisting in his restraints. ‘I’ll show you everything you need to know about being tamed.’

‘I’m not even going to remove your blindfold. You won’t even get to see what’s coming next. Now apologise for your outburst.’

‘Never.’

The first clamp bit into Mathers’ nipple and he yelped. The drag of the chain attached to it pulled downward as he tried to shake it off.

Cally could see him listening for her movements as she drew her hand back and let rip with the whip on his buttocks. She watched as he danced around under its sting.

‘Count!’ she ordered.

Mathers pressed his lips together as if he was fearful the words would just jump out of their own accord. Cally could tell he was fighting to hang on to his own free will as she lashed him again, harder.

‘I’m going to give you ten lashes, Joe, but the count doesn’t begin until you start it.’

Her third whip raised a warm glow to his buttocks. She could remember the feeling as her own buttocks echoed the memory of being under both Jake’s and Mathers’ whip hand.

‘One.’ The sound emitted reluctantly and resentfully from between Mathers’ lips.

She struck again. ‘Two.’

By the time they were at five, Mathers was beginning to whimper. Cally ducked around him and attached the second clamp, swiftly, to his free nipple. She tugged on the chain, raising a sorry murmur and a sharp intake of breath.

She stroked his warm buttock flesh with a cool hand, before finishing the count.

‘Ten.’

Mathers didn’t sound so full of rage any more. Cally knew he must be hurting somewhat.

‘As you have begun to listen to my orders, Joe, I will allow you to remain untouched to recover. Just as soon as you have thanked me for my correction of your faults.’

She waited for a bit, listening to silence, then trailed the lash slowly over his skin as a reminder.

The reply, when it came, was forced, but it was a start. ‘Thank you for correcting my faults.’

Cally rewarded Mathers by cupping his balls and working his cock back to a full erection again, stopping before she allowed him to come too close to orgasm. She wanted the frustration to weaken his stubborn mind, as she knew it would do eventually.

‘I am pleased at your initial progress, Joe. The sooner you show me you are ready to submit willingly to a woman, the sooner you will be allowed to leave under the control of your true mistress.’

Mathers’ frown showed Cally he had no idea to whom she was alluding.

‘Katherine,’ Cally enlightened him, enjoying the look of disbelief on his face. She was happy to see that he thought better of contradicting her, though. ‘This is not about you and me, Joe. There never was any you and me. This is about you and Katherine.’

She gave his nipple clamp a punishing yank and walked away to let him think about his position. In every sense. She took her mobile to the kitchen to phone Jake and check on his progress with Mathers’ long-suffering wife.

Being left to hangthere for the next hour and a half had Mathers a bit more ready to comply with Cally’s demands, if only to get out of that excruciating posture. She brought him news of a little development.

‘I am quite willing to hand you back to Katherine,’ Cally begun.

Mathers interrupted her with relief. ‘Thank God.’

‘It is not quite as simple as that, Joe. I need to do your handover. Katherine will need instruction on how to handle you properly. The way you need handling.’

‘Handle me?’ He sounded as if he was about to snort derisively.

Cally warned him off. ‘I have a butt-plug in my hand, Joe. I have it nicely oiled up and I’m going to insert it into your anus.’

His skin went pale as Cally continued. ‘I’ve spoken to Katherine on the phone. We’ve had a little heart to heart, you could say.’

‘You’ve talked to Katherine?’

‘We’ve agreed on the next part of your submission training, between us.’

‘You’ve agreed?’ Joe obviously had some difficulty believing it. Whether he was dubious that Cally had spoken to Katherine or that Katherine had agreed to go along with this she wasn’t sure.

‘Katherine has told me how you like to butt-fuck her. Even though she doesn’t like it. She’s confided how rough you are. That you hurt her, humiliate her. Now that I cannot tolerate. You need to learn, Joe.’

Cally could see by Mathers’ shocked expression that he now believed she had spoken to Katherine and that his wife was complicit.

‘Don’t bring Katherine into this, Cally. She doesn’t have to know.’

‘Doesn’t have to know what, Joe? That you tried to fuck your intern? That you duped her into submission training ready for your exclusive use? That you’re now getting the same training you inflicted on me? Or that you’re a serial adulterer?’ Joe looked ready to collapse. ‘It’s too late for that, Joe. She knows everything. And after Jake explained everything to her, she is more than happy to let this go on for as long as it takes.’

‘As long as it takes?’

‘Until you are ready to become sexually submissive to her. She has even put money on it.’

‘Katherine doesn’t bet.’ Mathers plucked a pathetic little triumph out of Cally’s assertions.

‘I meant she has paid the fee for you to be trained. A significant fee. She has organised the newspaper to continue without your presence. Apparently you are taking some time to recover from a funny little turn you took last night.’ It was hard for Cally to keep the note of amusement out of her voice. ‘You could say Katherine is taking the same interest in journalism that she had before you married her and took her away from all that.’ The sarcasm was evident.

‘Katherine?’ Mathers could only weakly repeat his wife’s name. It was as if he couldn’t believe his meek, downtrodden doormat of a wife could behave in this way.

‘Yes, Katherine. The woman you married for her money before you set about destroying her mentally and emotionally. Well, let me tell you something, Joe Mathers. You didn’t manage to destroy her and Jake Stone and I are going to show her how to rebuild your relationship, the way it ought to be. With her in control of you, a man who obviously cannot control himself.’

Cally was behind Mathers and positioned the plug between his bottom cheeks, spread apart with one hand. No matter that he squirmed and pleaded, Cally put one hand around him and grasped his cock in her hand to control him. If he so much as pulled away, she twisted until he had no choice but to submit to the penetration, the way he had forced Katherine to submit to it. And Cally too, she recalled.

The narrowest part slipped in and Cally continued to twist and push against his repulsion until several incremental rings were firmly in place.

The discomfort was worse as Mathers refused to accept it and Cally told him so. ‘The more you fight the inevitable, Joe,’ she crooned, ‘the worse it will be for you. Now thank me for that lesson. Unless you want a little more inserted?’

He obviously didn’t and showed signs of compliance. ‘Thank you for teaching me that lesson.’

Mathers didn’t look quite so tough and scary any more. He was like a lot of bullying men who picked on women they believed to be weaker and easier to control. Like interns. When they were stood up to, they often caved in. It was a lesson for Cally too.

‘I’m going to leave the plug in you for a while, Joe. I want you to get used to it because it pleases me to see you like that.’ Even Cally knew she was twisting the knife. ‘I want you to know that I’m going to screw you every way I choose to.’

Again, she caressed his cock back to full erection.

This time, as she stopped too soon for Mathers’ liking, he spoke a word she recognised. ‘Please, Cally.’ She recalled begging Jake that way to finally allow her to orgasm.

‘Only when you are obedient to my wishes, Joe. Only when you please me enough by submitting fully.’

She tweaked his nipple clamp subtly, adding to his excitement rather than his pain. The involuntary thrusting of his hips and twitching of his throbbing shaft told her he desperately sought the ultimate relief at her hands.

Cally left him in silence for another hour before she removed the clamps and anal plug, and teased his shaft to life once more. His will was sufficiently weakened for the next stage.

Jake finally returned, bringing in his visitor. Cally spoke to Katherine Mathers over a coffee in the kitchen while Jake prepared the blindfolded Mathers for the handover. Cally prepared Katherine for what she was about to encounter. The two women soon reached an understanding of what was to follow. Katherine was tougher than Mathers took her to be. Another woman, underestimated by a man.

Cally lead Katherine into the office to find that Jake had manhandled Mathers over to the big desk and tied him spread-eagled upon it. Each wrist and ankle was securely tied to the legs at the four corners. He lay, blindfolded and passively awaiting his fate.

Jake whispered to Cally in the corner of the room as Katherine walked over to inspect her nakedly pathetic, adulterous husband in fascination. ‘You amaze me, Cally. You’ve got the lion tamed and eating out of your hand already.’

‘Don’t misjudge me, Jake Stone. I might have played your games but that doesn’t mean you can push me around. You and I have unfinished business.’

Cally went across to assist Katherine. ‘Well, here he is, Katherine.’ Mathers started in alarm at hearing her name.

‘Katherine.’

‘Don’t even speak to me, Joseph. I’m not ready to hear anything you have to say to me yet.’

His wife sounded angry with him, to Cally’s ears. Furious, in fact. Cally liked the woman already.

Mathers clearly wanted to plead his case, despite his obvious embarrassment at being seen in such a position, naked and chained to a desk, by his wife. ‘Katherine, please.’

Cally lashed the whip lightly across his genitals, making him wince. ‘You heard Katherine, Joe. She told you not to speak. She will decide when she wants to hear from you. You are here to obey her.’

She handed the whip to Katherine, telling Joe she was doing so. ‘This is for you, Katherine. Use it to punish his misdemeanours.’ Cally almost felt sorry for Joe when she saw the look of long bottled-up rage building across Katherine’s face. ‘And if you wish him to service your needs, you will find him most willing to oblige.’

Cally had explained a few of the tricks of delayed orgasm and the use of elastic bands to a rather shocked Katherine as they stood in the kitchen. Pain interspersed with punishment, as a method of controlling her husband, seemed to both fascinate and repulse her.

She encouraged the older woman to be adventurous. ‘Try the whip on him. See how well it makes him comply.’

Cally returned to Jake’s side and saw him cringe a little as Katherine’s first half-hearted attempt to whip the bullying man she had submitted to all their married life, the man who had cheated on her countless times and who had appropriated her own inherited wealth to give him the power to do so, grew in viciousness. The tickle of the whip in her hand rapidly turned to a monstrous lashing across his chest and belly and lustful genitals, as Katherine beat the years of distress and humiliation out of her soul.

Soon Mathers was pleading and begging. ‘Katherine, I’m sorry.’

‘You will beby the time I’m done with you, Joseph Mathers,’ she replied curtly.

‘Remember the rewards, for both of you,’ Cally gently reminded her.

Cally smiled as she glanced back through the crack of the door, just before she closed it behind her and Jake as they left. She saw Katherine pick up a couple of elastic bands and slip them over her wrist, the way Cally had shown her. Cally knew then that Katherine was a smart woman who could sort her errant husband out. She’d just needed a little nudge in the right direction.

Cally believed she had done a good job for the woman. And she was going to get paid for it. It was a good feeling. One she expected Jake had, when he provided the same service for men.

As Jake and Cally left the pair alone, Cally saw, with satisfaction, Katherine bending over her husband’s poor whipped cock to soothe it with her lips and tongue until, on the point of being hopeful of a volcanic eruption, she would dash his dreams against the rock of orgasmic despair. Again and again and again.

Cally knew Joe Mathers’ punishment couldn’t be carried out in better hands than those of the woman he’d scorned. But right now, she had her own battles to fight.

‘You and I need to talk,’ she told Jake.

‘Could we do it over dinner? I’m starving and you’re dressed for it,’ he replied.

Cally narrowed her eyes at him. ‘I hope you’re referring to dinner.’

‘What else?’ Jake grinned.

He wasn’t even the tiniest bit nervous about what she had to say. ‘Dinner’s fine. You’re paying.’

Jake drove them to a nice restaurant. When he ordered her a Greek salad and himself a rare steak, she realised he was doing it to be provocative. He was waiting for a reaction. Cally made him wait. He got it when the plates were finally placed on the table by the waiter.

Cally leant over and picked up Jake’s plate. His look dared her to try throwing it at him. She calmly swapped her plate for his.

Jake laughed as if she’d surprised him. She smiled back. It had become another battle of wills. If he thought he was going to beat her at it, he could think again. She kept cool, watching him stretch his hand out and settle the plates back in their original places. ‘I ordered the steak, Cally.’

Cally picked up her fork to eat, leant over and speared his meat from his plate, slapping it down amongst her salad. ‘And I intend to eat it.’

‘OK, Cally, you win,’ Jake conceded. He carefully leant over, keeping his eyes closely fixed on the fork she was still holding the meat firmly to her plate with, and cut the steak in half with his knife. ‘We can share the steak.’ He lifted half back onto his own plate again. The bigger half.