Shades of Pleasure: Five Stories of Domination and Submission (16 page)

He knew what she needed but one hand was busy with the toy
and the other was helping support her.

“Touch yourself, baby. Rub your clit.”

“Ohhhh…”

He’d never forget that sound or the glorious scent that
always filled the air as she came.

He fucked her harder with the dildo, thrusting it quickly to
intensify her orgasm. Her moans of pleasure grew louder, louder, until they
filled the room.

He read her body, sensing when it was time to remove both
the dong and the butt plug. When he turned to drop the used toys in his bag, he
wasn’t surprised to find they’d caught the attention of a number of club
members.

He turned around, his body completely blocking Elena’s from
their view and whispered in her ear, “It seems you’ve become an attraction.”

He fully expected her to cover her face, blush. Even though
she’d been to a few play parties with the club, this was her first time
playing. And although she seemed to be taking it all in stride, it was another
thing to share such a private moment with a group of virtual strangers. He had
personally never come in the club. Not once.

“R-really?” She had a nervous smile on her face as she
twisted around to face him. She slid her arms around his waist and pressed her
body against him. “That was so hot.”

Sweet Jesus, he had found a woman who was not only a natural
submissive but also an exhibitionist.

The wanting pounding through his body amplified even more.
He kissed her. Not sweetly, but with all the desperation he felt. And then,
staring into her heavy-lidded eyes, he reached down and pulled the gift box
from the bag.

“This is for you.”

“Me? I was the person you were giving a present to tonight?”

“I won’t ask who you thought it was going to be.” He led her
to a nearby chair.

Sitting, she took the box from him and untied the bow with
trembling hands. At least three times, she lifted her eyes, giving him a teary
smile. She was emotional already and she had no idea yet what was in the box.

When she lifted the lid, he heard her gasp. “K-Kyler?” She
jumped to her feet and threw her arms around his neck. She kissed his cheeks,
his eyes, his mouth, his chin. Then she stumbled back a step and lifted the
delicate collar—really, more of a choker than a typical collar—he’d had his
jeweler custom make for her. Almost thirty carats of small diamonds caught the
light, flashing like brilliant stars, as she lifted the collar from the box and
held it to her throat. “It’s…oh my God! I’m speechless.”

“With this collar, I claim you as my submissive.” He
fastened the collar around Elena’s neck and then reached in his pants pocket,
pulling out a second box, this one much smaller. “And with this…”

His heart had never pounded so heavily in his chest. Afraid
it was too soon, that he was pushing Elena too hard, he hesitated for several
seconds before flipping the top, revealing a perfect three carat Asscher cut
diamond solitaire. “I claim you as my future bride. Will you marry me?”

Elena’s jaw flopped open then snapped shut. Silent, she
stared at the ring. She didn’t reach for it, which set off alarms in his head.

Damn, she was going to refuse the ring.

“Oh, Kyler,” she finally said at least an eternity later.
She pressed her fingers to her lips and stared, first at the ring and then at
his face.

He filled the silence, “I know this is kind of quick. It’s
only been a little over a year, and because we’d talked about waiting, you
probably didn’t see it coming. But I have never felt for another woman the way
I feel about you. Elena, your secrets don’t scare me. I love you. I want you.
But more importantly, I need you. Forever. I lay prostrate at your feet.” He
slowly eased to his knees then dropped his head, resting his forehead on her
feet.

“Oh God, Kyler.”

He lifted his head, watching as the fingers of one hand
traced the diamonds in the collar. The others remained on that lush mouth of
hers.

“I—I…”

He’d known he was taking a chance by doing this here, in
front of all the club members. But many of these people were like family to
him. Master Blade and Mistress Jasmine in particular. He’d wanted to share this
special moment with them.

He glanced over his shoulder, knowing they were there, watching.
Both of them gave him a reassuring smile.

He plucked the ring out of the velvet box with his left
hand, and with his right, he gently lifted her hand. “Please, please tell me
you’ll be my wife. No pressure, but if you tell me no, there’s no telling what
I might do.”

“No pressure, eh?”

Their gazes met, and there was a tense moment when he was
almost certain she wouldn’t accept his proposal. But then something sparked in
her eyes and her smile broadened. He inhaled for the first time in who knew how
long.

“Yes.”

The room erupted into loud cheering.

His eyes blurred by tears of joy, he slid the ring on her
finger, climbed to his feet and kissed her.

He’d found the woman who understood him, who accepted him,
who adored and respected him. And the woman who made his entire world right.

Blade and Jasmine both rushed to him, giving him warm
congratulatory hugs. Then they each hugged Elena as well, welcoming her both to
the club and to the family.

“Now let’s get out of here.” He snatched up his bag from the
floor and led his fiancée through the clapping, congratulating throng. He
didn’t wait for her to redress when they reached the coat room, just wrapped
her fur coat around her and led her outside to the waiting car. The ride was
excruciatingly long, even though it lasted no more than fifteen minutes at
most. He spent the entire time thoroughly kissing her, murmuring promises
against her full mouth.

He would spend the rest of his life showing her how grateful
he was to have her as his wife. And he would start tonight.

* * * * *

Elena just knew she was dreaming now. This couldn’t be real.
Kyler had not just asked her to be his wife. Her. The office manager. The girl
that no one had noticed before, who just a little over a year ago had been
struggling to find a way to keep her health insurance. Who years ago had been
forced to take another person’s identity to keep her brother from being torn
from her.

A wonderful, caring, generous and attentive man loved her.

After a year of searching, she’d finally found the one gift
she could give him. It was such a simple thing. And yet, she knew it was the
one thing Kyler couldn’t buy, no matter how much money he had.

Her love. Her trust. Her heart. Her vow, to love him
forever.

This time, as they went to his bedroom, they didn’t go as
Dom and submissive. They entered the room as future groom and bride. Two people
who ached to become one. They touched each other tenderly, taking the time to
kiss and touch and caress. There was no power play, but only gentle strokes and
murmured promises.

Sex didn’t always have to be about control and surrender.
Hard and hot and intense. Sometimes it could be a quiet, intimate thing. A
sharing of emotions so deep they couldn’t be exchanged any other way.

The fur coat lay on the floor, just inside the bedroom door.
And a trail of Kyler’s clothes led from it to the bed. Kyler eased Elena onto
the mattress, cradling and supporting her as she slowly sank back. Her gaze
never left his face, those dark eyes that now shone with a new light. With love
and the kind of trust and commitment that only came once in a lifetime.

She silently thanked Matt Becker. He had no clue what he’d
done by trying to blackmail her. He’d not only brought her and Kyler together,
but he’d made them both make some changes in their lives.

Ironically, a couple of months after he was named Vice
President of Sales and Marketing, the company’s books were seized by the
government. It seemed a handful of people were fudging the numbers, cheating
shareholders out of earnings and padding their personal bank accounts.

A few weeks later, both Becker and Stacy, Kyler’s former
friend, were collecting severance pay. Shortly after that, they were both
arrested. More recently, she’d read in the paper that during their criminal
trials, they’d claimed they were both being blackmailed by the company’s CFO.
It seemed fate had delivered exactly what they’d both deserved.

Kyler flattened his hands on either side of her face. “What
are you thinking about?”

She couldn’t help smiling. “Becker.”

“While you’re in bed with me?” he teased, nipping her lower
lip.

“Who would’ve thought such a terrible thing would lead to
such a wonderful one?”

“And who would’ve thought you’d be making another name
change,” he quipped as he crawled over top of her.

“I want to fix that. The whole name thing. I want to take my
real first name…with your last name, of course.”

“Done. But first, I need to finish what we’ve started.” He
wedged his hips between her spread thighs and thrust into her.

She moaned, arched her back and lifted her knees higher.

Deeper. Harder. She wanted him. Now. And later. Sweet,
gentle and hard, wild. She wanted to explore the exciting world of Domination and
submission that he’d introduced her to.

But most importantly, she wanted to simply be one with him.
In mind, body, and soul. To face their future together, whatever it might
bring.

The End

by

Tawny Taylor

Smashwords Edition

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Taylor All Rights Reserved