Playing for Keeps (6 page)

Matt watched her throughout the meal. Her nipples were pushing against the flimsy bra top and he was able to smell her arousal. The soft flush, which colored her skin, betrayed her heightened state of arousal. He wanted the meal over and done with. He intended to spend the rest of the night feasting on her alone.

Cassie could hardly believe he had arranged all of this for her benefit. Wow – what a birthday this was turning out to be. Oh God, just the thought of what was to come, was making her wet! Her insides were turning to cream, and the pearl thong held nothing. She felt the moisture on her thighs.

They fed each other by hand, teasing each other by nibbling and sucking fingers. Without cutlery, it was the quickest and sexiest way to get clean. She was so turned on she couldn’t sit still.

When they had consumed the food, he looked at her and said, “Pile the dishes on the tray and put it away over in the corner.”

“Yes, Master,” she replied meekly.

“Your Master wants to be entertained.” She looked around but didn’t see any kind of music system or TV screen.

Puzzled she looked to him for help. He frowned and looked at the floor, “Eyes down.” She quickly lowered her head.

“Dance for me,” he commanded.

Yeek! What kind of dance did he want? A belly dance maybe? After all, she was wearing the costume. A costume that made her feel incredibly sexy and wanton. She felt a little self-conscious, yet at the same time compelled to make it good for him. He was her master and she needed to please him. He’d said if she pleased him, he would reward her. She needed him to make love to her again. She thought back to their lovemaking earlier in the day. He had been so forceful, so dominant. He had taken charge and refused to let her hide her passionate nature any longer. Her core pulsed with renewed need. Perhaps she could seduce him into being forceful again.

She walked to the center of the tent then paused to turn and face him. She twirled directly in front of him and started to swivel her hips. Bazooka type music came on over some kind of internal system though she spied no speakers. She noticed Matt had a remote in his hand and she reasoned that he must have control of some kind of sound system.

As the music grew and swelled within the tent, she let it take her over and started to gyrate more suggestively raising her arms in the air to swirl around. She tried to emulate the graceful belly dancers she had seen on holiday in Turkey and as she slowly got into the act, her eyes closed and the music became faster. She twirled and dipped her hips in time with the music, and she became turned on just knowing Matt was watching her. The pearl thong was doing magical things between her folds, the small beads rubbing gently up and down on her clitoris. If she did not stop soon she would end up coming on the spot. How much longer would she have to wait for him to do something?

Matt could hardly contain himself. Her breathing was becoming harsh and ragged so fast were her dips and turns. He couldn’t stand much more of this – she was killing him. His erection strained against the silk pants and he already had a wet patch of pre-cum on the front. He felt like he was resting on a knife-edge. He had to slow things down until he had a chance to get himself back under control. He turned the music off and Cassie stopped dancing. She stood swaying in the center of the tent with her eyes downcast.

“You have pleased your Master. Take a rest.” He pointed to a group of cushions over to the left of the room. His stomach muscles clenched tight in anticipation. If he let her anywhere near him, he would not be responsible for his actions. She cast him a quick crestfallen look before she turned and made her way over to the cushions.

He sensed her keen disappointment that he hadn’t brought her to his side. He was also aware of her arousal. Her nipples protruded against the flimsy fabric of her top and she fidgeted where she sat, seeming unable to get comfortable. He imagined the havoc the pearl beads had played with her senses. He knew she would be in a heightened state of arousal and feeling frustrated that he hadn’t yet rewarded her efforts. He reveled in his domination and looked forward to giving her the release her body was now craving. First, he wanted to up the tension, increase her anticipation, have her begging for completion. The thought of her screaming as he granted her release sent the blood flowing south and he emitted a low groan of need.

As she sat to catch her breath, he pondered on what surprise he could treat her to next. He had several treats planned for the evening it was just a case of deciding which one came next. He really wanted to put his hands on her and he considered his options carefully. Finally, he decided. He would present her with the unusual kink gift he had bought for her birthday. His breath hitched as he thought of her likely reaction.

Chapter 4

She knelt down on the cushions, head bowed. He shook his head to try to clear his mind. Christ, she had just about fried his brain. He needed to get back in control. What kind of Dom was he going to be if he couldn’t control himself, never mind her? He rose, poured two glasses of iced water from a pitcher on the side table and took one over to her. After all that gyrating she had to be thirsty – it had been hard work just watching her. He bent over, raised her head and kissed her gently, “Thank you – the dance was amazing.”

Amazingly erotic, but he didn’t tell her that. She smiled gratefully when he passed her the drink. She was smirking, and he was aware that she knew she had pleased him. He was starting to enjoy himself in their role-playing game and could tell that she was curious about what other surprises he had in store.

He went back to the divan and finished his own drink while his breathing returned to normal. He pondered his next move, and mind made up, he stalked across the room to gather a pile of cushions. He laid the cushions on the floor in front of the divan.

“Cassie, come here,” he commanded.

With legs which were almost bare to the waist she rose from her kneeling position to walk towards him. His body immediately went into overdrive and he felt like he had swallowed his tongue. He cleared his throat, trying to cover it up with a cough.

“Sit on the cushions facing me.” She sat down, making herself comfortable with her knees drawn under herself, her gaze downcast. The sight of her obeying his command, without question, nearly caused his mind to shut down and he had trouble remembering what he wanted her to do next.

After taking a moment or two to get himself back together, he told her, “I have a present for you. A Birthday gift for my slave.” He slipped his hand under her chin to look directly into her eyes. “Remove your top.”

Her eyes widened and he saw the burst of lust that she quickly tried to hide by lowering her lashes. Without comment, she unfastened the buttons between her breasts and slowly peeled the top down her arms to let it drop behind her back. Her eyes locked onto his, as she sat still and awaited his next move. Her tongue crept out to wet her dry lips and he couldn’t resist leaning forward to lick along the seam of her mouth.

He kissed her hard when she eagerly opened her mouth to him, thoroughly enjoying her response. He felt a twinge of guilt, when she moaned in disappointment as he pulled away from her.

“Stroke your nipples for me. I want to see them erect and begging to be kissed.”

Frustrated at his inaction and sorely disappointed, Cassie looked down at her breasts and then back at him. What was the point if she was going to play by herself ? He was an idiot! Couldn’t he see they were already erect? How much more did he think they would enlarge? He had said ‘begging to be kissed.’ If he didn’t kiss them soon, she would be reduced to begging. She was so turned on her nipples were standing proud and her stomach muscles quivered in anticipation of his next move.

As if he had read her thoughts, he growled, “I want them harder!”

Cassie brought her hands up and across her breasts; the palms of her hands massaged and rolled her nipples. She was already highly aroused and her nipples were very sensitive to her gentle touch. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back on her shoulders, thrusting her aching breasts towards him. She teased and pinched her nipples. Christ, if he didn’t get his act together soon, and join her on the floor, she was going to come without him. What was he waiting for?

“Stop!”

What did he mean stop! She would die of frustration if he didn’t make his move soon. “Put your hands behind your back.” Aiming to please, and hoping he would now get things moving, she quickly put her arms behind her back and sat on her hands. There. Done. Asshole.

He leaned forward and took her right nipple between his thumb and index finger, rubbing it almost painfully as he tugged on it sharply. The sensation was overwhelming, the pain erotic in a way she struggled to understand. She kept her eyes on his fingers, watching him as he played with her nipple. When he pulled extra hard a shaft of sensation coursed straight to her core and her inner muscles pulsed with need. He was driving her mad. She needed him to stop playing. Her need came out as a moan. The passion within that he had unleashed, was driving her mad. She felt raw. Primal. She wanted fucked and she wanted it now. She couldn’t hold on much longer. She needed to feel him driving into her with force, claiming her with every stroke.

Matt released her nipple and reached behind the divan to fetch a jeweler’s box. “You will only wear these for me.” He told her, his look serious.

Christ, she thought, for a man who hadn’t wanted to role-play, he was sure getting into his role tonight.

He opened the box to reveal what looked like a pair of extra large gold hoop earrings with small screws attached. They reminded her of the type of ring a bull would wear through its nose. Without another word, he leaned forward, pinched her nipple again and brought the first of the rings to her nipple.

“This is a nipple clamp. I am going to fasten this on you.”

He lifted her head and looked straight into her eyes, “tell me if it gets too tight.”

She couldn’t move, didn’t dare breathe. Christ, he was really getting into this Dom thing. He leaned forward and drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking so hard she would have sworn that her womb contracted. He released her now moist nipple from his mouth, pinched it between his fingers and positioned the clamp. Matt slowly started turning the side screw to fasten the clamp upon her nipple. It was slightly painful, sharper than him pinching her nipple, but at the same time surprisingly erotic. He turned the screw tighter, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning. Again, he turned the screw.

“Enough – it’s tight enough!” she cried. Shit, that hurt.

He took possession of her mouth, his kiss hot and hard; at the same time, he gave the screw another turn. “Aagh…..” Oh God, the pain, what the hell did he think he was doing? Tears sprung to her eyes.

“Relax, breathe, deep steady breaths -embrace the pain – it will soon fade.”

She wasn’t sure about that and wondered how he would feel if his nipple was clamped tight. He lowered his mouth to cover her nipple, which was now forced into permanent erection by the clamp, and slowly laved both her nipple and the ring with his tongue, alternatively sucking and blowing on her nipple. Oh God, it felt so good. She would never have believed that something so painful could make her feel so horny.

“Now, let’s fit the other one.”

Oh, God. She wondered if she was going to be able to bear the pain of having both nipples clamped. Before she had chance to voice her concerns, he produced the second ring and proceeded to fit that to her other nipple in the same manner as the first. Her first nipple had stopped tingling so much. Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad. She braced herself to allow him to fit the second nipple clamp. She took deep breaths to steady herself as he prepared to tighten the clamp. Her heart was racing. Blood pounded through her body. Her internal walls pulsed hard with need and warm moisture flowed onto her thighs from between her sensitive folds. Surely now he had given her the rings, her present, he would make love to her.

Matt leaned back and looked his fill. Her head was tipped back, her eyes closed and her hands were still behind her back all of which had the effect of pushing her breasts forward and up. The nipple clamps he had attached fit at the base of her nipples, and the small dark nibs were now fully erect and just begging to be kissed. He loved the way the clamps framed her engorged nipples like a brand. Mine. Mine. The thought pounded in his head in time with his beating heart. He couldn’t resist any longer. He bent and took one nipple in his mouth sucking and nibbling with his teeth until she was panting her need. The moans and whimpers coming from her throat told him how turned on she was. With pleasure he admitted to himself that she had done everything she could to please him; he decided it was time she had her reward. Now, he would let her come, let her have the release that her body was crying out for.

“Look at me.” He wanted to see her reaction to his next request. “Lie back and open your legs.” Shit, had he really asked her to do that?

Her eyes locked onto his and he noted her eyes flare with uncertainty at his request. Was she going to agree to his demand? He released a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding when she lay back against the cushions. He had piled the cushions in such a way that she was half sitting, half reclining. Slowly she opened her legs as requested, but damn, the scarves of her skirt were hiding what he most wanted to see.

“Move the scarves so that I can see you.” He saw the blush creep up her chest and over her face. “Now Cassie.” He kept his tone firm.

Her hands moved uncertainly, but she did as she had been told. At last, he could see her in all her glory. Her pussy was swollen and dripping wet. He didn’t even have to feel her – he saw the dew glistening on her folds and the pearls of the thong shimmered with moisture.

“Play with your beads.” He told her, his excitement building as he gave the command.

Her eyes opened wide and she looked shocked. She shook her head negatively and made to cover herself with her skirt.