Push The Button (3 page)

She had endurance, so this command was no issue for her. She continued to “service” Him for the next 30 minutes or so. She could feel Him reaching His end.

“God, baby, I’ve missed this. You are the fucking best, Nicole. Shit. Ahhhh fuck… FUCK!!”

He exploded in her mouth, deep into her throat, grabbing her head and forcing Himself as far down her throat as He could go. He heard her gag a bit, but knew she could handle it; this was her best skill. He allowed her a moment to swallow Him and clean Him up with her tongue.

“Did I please you?”

“Oh, fuck yes. Nicole, I can’t ever give this shit up. Your mouth is a fucking goldmine!”

She smiled, sweetly, having received the praise she needed for the evening. He slid down further under the sheets and pulled her close and tightly to Him. He kissed her on her forehead.

“You are one of the smartest people I’ve ever encountered in my entire life. You’re beautiful, inside and out. There will be other opportunities to present your idea and garner support. All is not lost. You didn’t fail me. You didn’t fail yourself”

He kissed her forehead again.

“Get some rest. You’re going to need it for the morning”

She knew that meant he was going to fuck her silly when they woke up and she giggled to herself. She closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep, wrapped up in His protective, reassuring embrace.

“I love you, baby girl. You’re my most valued prize”

“I love you, too, David. Glad you’re home…”

“
We’re going to play this weekend, Star” David whispered into her ear eight minutes before her alarm went off. Nicole smiled, as her eyes closed, and backed herself closer to Him, aligning the roundness of her bottom with the now-pulsing hardness of His obvious desire. In that moment, they were separate entities. In the next, they were one, as He spread her cheeks and entered her, claimed her for the day.

Gasping, she opened her eyes and stared straight ahead at the lamp on the nightstand, still lying on her left side. He grabbed her right leg, lifting it and drawing it back over His thigh and pushed deeper into her. An errant moan escaped her lips and was immediately followed by a stinging smack to her thigh, then His strong hand around her throat.

“Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”

David and Nicole awoke in a foreign bed together at a hotel paid for by her company. She had a conference to attend for three days and two nights and David joined her for the second night, arriving from California the day before. They both knew He shouldn’t have been there, especially since a colleague she never got along with was in the next suite, but they also didn’t care much because it had been almost two weeks since they had seen each other. Still, she couldn’t be as loud as she normally was.

“I swear, on everything, I’ll never stop being impressed by how fucking good you take this dick. Shit. God, woman…” He muttered as He quickened the pace and deepened the penetration. With every stroke, she seemed to get wetter, which only made Him fuck her more furiously. He pushed her onto her stomach, pushed her legs together and straddled her cheeks. He spread her cheeks wide so He could watch Himself go in and out of her. 
Mine, 
He thought to Himself. After several minutes in this, her favorite position, He grabbed her neck again, this time turning her face so she was face down into the pillows. Nicole stretched her arms out in both directions and grabbed the sheets, clenching them. It was coming.

“Breathe.”

She drew in a deep breath just in time. Within seconds a pillow descended onto her face and she was eclipsed in white.  One, two, three, five, ten, twelve of the slowest seconds passed as she felt herself falling deeper into sub-space, her mental, physical, spiritual, and emotional place of peace and freedom, embracing her temporary loss of breath and reveling in the strength and love He provided. Fifteen, eighteen, twenty seconds and assaults on her pussy later, she knew she was about to release. She let go of the sheets, her sign to Him that she was ready. As if that ever mattered…much. She wanted to cum and she was seeking permission to do so.

“Nah.”

He removed the pillow from her face, pinched her cheek, and she drew in a deep, gasping breath, eyelids fluttering as she abruptly came back to her senses.

“You have a speech to give in an hour,” He said with a laugh. “Get up and go brush your teeth, then come back here.”

She fought the urge to pout. She quickly got out of bed and hastened to the bathroom, doing as instructed. A few minutes later, she came back to where He sat on the side of the bed stroking Himself, still hard and thick as He was moments prior.

“Open up.”

She got on her knees and opened her mouth wide and He immediately shoved Himself down her throat. After a few quick deep strokes, He eased back and unleashed in her mouth. A little bit spilled out of the side and He quickly pushed it back in.

“Swallow.”

She swallowed every drop of Him and licked her lips. She started to get up to go and gargle one more time. Of course, He knew her intention and grabbed her arm.

“Nope. Not today,” He said with a wink. “It’ll be like we’re giving the speech together.” David laughed at His corny humor and Nicole shook her head. She didn’t gargle, though. She knew better.

“Speak.”

“
Sadist.
”

“Yeah, well…” He laughed again.

“
We’re playing this weekend, Sir?
”

“Yes. We’ve both been busting our asses these past couple of weeks. We deserve a break, don’t you think?”

“
Agreed. One hundred percent. Where are we going?
”

“Sapphire, of course.”

“
Of course.
”

“Have I become predictable?” He turned to her and raised an eyebrow.

“
Not at all. I just know you love that spot.
”

“And you don’t?”

“
Well, I didn’t say all of that. You know I do.
”

“Alright, then. Stop acting like you aren’t excited, nasty ass” He chided with a laugh.

“
What should I we–
”

“The red-and-black striped cocktail dress. Red heels. Scene collar. I packed them in my bag before I left.”

“
So you planned this already? You were going to surprise me, Sir?
” she asked with a smile and cheerful, giddy clap.

“All these questions,” He began, shaking His head. “Get dressed. You have work to do and so do I.” He turned away from her and walked towards the desk to turn on His laptop.

“Fix your face, baby girl.”

He said that just as she was scrunching her nose at Him behind His back. Busted. She got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and go over the key points of her speech. She’d ironed their clothing the night before, so she didn’t have to worry about that. With a few deep breaths, she prepared to take on the final day of the conference without being distracted by the sperm swimming in her teeth.

****

Sapphire was an out-of-the way social club for “adult” party-goers. It was the only spot in a 200-mile radius that combined a Dungeon and a Swing Club in one. Usually, swing clubs focused primarily on dancing and sex, often in private rooms, one of which might have a BDSM theme to it. Most dungeons didn’t allow people to engage in sexual activity and, more specifically, didn’t allow fluid exchanges. Sapphire was the one place people who were both into BDSM and the Swinging lifestyle could come and enjoy themselves in a night of complete hedonistic indulgence. David and Nicole purchased a membership six months prior and had gone three times since. Each time, they discovered something or someone new and always left feeling closer to each other; it was a great enhancement to both their relationship and their sex life.

There was a BDSM convention in town, and though David was unable to register them for the workshops and panels, He was able to get passes for entry that night, as the convention organizers rented the location out for their private use. Literally hundreds of people in The Life had convened for the weekend and at least half were expected to be at Sapphire that night. At least they knew that there would be people there who were more into playing than just watching, which is the focus of many of the people who normally go to Sapphire. The first time David and Nicole went, they agreed they wouldn’t “play” with others and keep to themselves, which they did. Of course, the environment was arousing and He required servicing from her, but that didn’t really count…or at least that’s what they rationalized at the time. The second time, He let her play with a woman who was part of another couple while He and the woman’s husband watched. The third time, she was actually on punishment, so He used various devices and tools to give her a strong lesson in disobedience that left her almost unable to stand on her own. He then made her lie on a bed and watch Him give another woman the fucking she would have received, were she not such a petulant, disobedient brat. Lesson learned.

This time was a bit different, as they both knew quite a few of the people in attendance. Both David and Nicole were active on a social media site for people in The Life, she more than Him but they both had profiles. They’d met other people at previous events and gatherings and were embraced by their peers as a D/s couple in The Life. While in line to get into the club, Nicole ran into one of her girlfriends, Aaliyah, who came down with her Master for the convention. She curtsied in deference to Aaliyah’s Master, out of respect, as did Aaliyah to David. They chatted a bit as sub sisters do, catching up on what was going on in and out of The Life, while their Sirs talked a bit. It was a reunion of sorts, as both David’s and Nicole’s schedule didn’t allow them free time to be as involved in Lifestyle events as others. They did what they could, when they could.

The music in the club was bumping heavy bass and there was already a large crowd on the dance floor. People were crowding around the bar, chatting, laughing, catching up it seemed. People were dressed in everything from scant club attire to sexy fetish gear. There was a plethora of leather and lace, black, red, purple everywhere. It was the type of sexy environment Nicole loved and from which she drew her most sensual energy. She felt herself becoming charged by the electricity in the room already. David’s hand made it to the small of Nicole’s back and grabbed a bit of the material on her dress, a subtle possessive gesture that she immediately recognized. She didn’t ask what prompted it, but she became more mindful of her behavior and her representation of Him and their union.

“
Sir, would you like a drink?
”

“Not yet, Star. I do have to use the restroom though.”

She began to walk towards the restroom to escort Him, but He stopped her. He pulled out His wallet and handed her a $20 bill.

“Get yourself a drink, baby girl. I’ll be right back. I expect you’ll conduct yourself accordingly,” He said with a smile.

“
Of course, Sir,
” returning His smile in kind.

He kissed her forehead and as He walked off, she turned around and placed an order at the bar. Vodka and cranberry was the drink of the night, she decided. The deep red would match her outfit sexily. While she waited for her drink, her hand went to her collar which felt a bit tighter than usual. She didn’t dare loosen it; He placed it as tight as He wanted it to be this evening. She tugged at it a bit, to adjust it a bit more comfortably.

“Maybe it shouldn’t be there. Ever think of it that way?” said a voice as dark as a cave and as smooth as the Devil. Nicole dropped her hand, lifted her head up and stared into the darkest eyes she’d ever known. They belonged to a 6’5" ex-professional football player with cinnamon skin, broad shoulders, and legs as thick as tree trunks, and waist-length, neatly-groomed dreadlocks.

Marcus.

“
Shit.
” Nicole turned away from him and focused on the bartender making her drink.

“So you’re not happy to see me? Well, I’m happy to see you. You look good enough to eat, Luna.”

“
Do not call me that.
”

“I’ll call you whatever I want and you will respond. Isn’t that right?”

“
No.
”

“And yet, you just did. I trained you so well…” he said with a smirk. He took out a $10 bill and handed it to the bartender. “Her drink is on me,” he said.

“
I can pay for it myself, Marcus.
”

“What did you call me?”

Nicole glared at him. She wanted nothing more than to punch him in his mouth, but she knew better than to ever disrespect David in such a way.

“Oh, I see. You’ve not had any good direction in your life in quite some time, so you’re acting like any common, disrespectful girl out here. I see how you are. At least you are still fine as hell. You been working out? You’ve lost a lot of weight. You must not be eating good like you used to.”

“
Don’t speak of my Sir in that way
.”

“Your ‘Sir’?” Marcus laughed loudly, mockingly. “Oh, please. Is that why you can pay for your drink yourself? No real man would let his girl pay for her own drinks. Come now, let me buy you a drink and let’s catch up. It’s been a few years, Luna.”

“
My name is Star.
”

Marcus raised the sleeve on his shirt and revealed a tattoo of a Moon with a feminine face, turning towards her. “Luna.”

“Marcus… leave me alone,” she said, with the slightest hint of pleading.

“No, Nicole.”

“I think the lady asked you to leave her alone,” David interjected, having walking up behind Marcus silently. Marcus turned around, facing David with a dismissive smirk. David looked past Marcus and caught Nicole’s eyes. The hint of fear in her eyes flipped a switch in Him.

“And you are?” Marcus asked David. Marcus was taller than David, and he looked down towards Him with annoyance, not knowing how He and Nicole were connected. David walked around Marcus to stand in front of Nicole. He pushed her behind Him, His right arm extended behind Him and resting on her hip. He grabbed Nicole’s drink from the bar with His left hand and took a slow sip. After placing the glass back down on the bar, returned Marcus’ mocking stare with His own declarative one.