The Innocent (13 page)

Sebastian was right about how safety was a concern to him, even when making rough love, as she craved. If it was Price, he wouldn’t care if her skin was cut and bloody in this same situation. It would feel good for a while, but then she would have to hide her cuts and bruises for days afterwards.

As she stared straight ahead, waiting patiently for Sebastian’s next move, she couldn’t help but think about Sebastian’s words to her…that she deserved to be cherished. Even while being completely and absolutely dominated.

“A doll is fine every once in a while,” Sebastian said as he picked up the horsehair whip.  “But it is a lot of work for one man.”  He cracked the whip in the air.  “I’m tired.  I’m worn out.  I’m weary from all the work you have me do.  I’ve done nothing but treat you like a veritable princess since you’ve arrived.  It’s time I make you my slave.”

He cracked the whip again, and the fine hairs sliced across her calves.

“Yes, Master,” she dutifully replied.

“As if that weren’t enough, you betrayed me yesterday.”

Serena frowned and tried to look back at him.

He responded with a sound slap of the whip against her back. Through her plastic wrapping, she barely felt it.

“You were to be an impassive doll.  I thought I’d given explicit instructions to remain immobile.”  He brought the whip down on her shoulder.

“Yes, Master.”

“Was I not clear in my instructions?”  The whip crashed against her bare thighs and the sting immediately rose to her clitoris.

“You were very clear, Master.”

“Yet, as I diligently washed you off, as I carefully took care of the doll that you were, you shuddered and whimpered.”

“I’m sorry, Master.  I tried.”

With surprising force, he brought the whip down across her back, slicing through the wrapper.  “Trying isn’t enough,” he shouted.

“Let me make it up to you.”

“Not only will I let you, I expect you to.  I also expect you to refrain from climaxing.  This is my day.”  He whipped her ass.  “Do you understand?”

“I only succumbed to the sweet pleasure you brought me, Master.”

Another lashing at the small of her back.  She winced. Closing her eyes, she bit her lip and tried to ignore the pounding of her clitoris that already threatened to betray her.

“Are you blaming me?”

“No.  It is my weakness.  I know I must be stronger.”

After another sound lashing at her back, he came up and pressed his chest into her back.  “You are to be my slave today.  Your every breath is meant to pleasure me.  Your lips and your tongue are simple tools of eroticism, nothing more.  And your body…”  He brought his lips to her ear and flicked the whip so it tickled her calves.  “Your body is mine to do with as I please.”

“My body is yours.”

He forcefully grabbed her chin and looked menacingly into her eyes. It sent a thrill up her spine how darkly sexy he looked with his hair wild and unkempt, and his face lined with freshly grown stubble. He looked like a sexy hot pirate from another century.

Had she not known him, she would have thought him crazy.  His eyes no longer held the warm affection she’d seen earlier and she was intrigued by his capacity to go from one extreme to another.

“Today, I will make you suffer for your betrayal.”

She closed her eyes and prepared for her due punishment.

With his chest, he gave her a final shove into the boulder and backed away.  “Tell me what your safe word is,” he growled.

“You are my master and I have no need for a safe word.”

He cracked the whip.  “Tell me your safe word.”

“Master, my life is in your hands. I have ultimate faith in you.”

“Serena,” he said softly, breaking character.  “We have to have a safe word so I don’t go too far and really hurt you.”

“You can’t go too far, Sebastian.”

He came up beside her.  “You don’t know how far I can go.  I need to know when you’ve reached your limit.”

She looked him squarely in the eye.  “Sebastian, there is no safe word.”

His lips parted in disbelief, while his eyes narrowed with anger and confusion.  “Are you telling me you’ve never used a safe word with Price?”

“We never even discussed the possibility.”

“Then how did you…?”

“There was no limit, Sebastian. Whatever he desired, whatever game, whatever ritual, whatever punishment, I accepted.”  She held his steady gaze and saw the questions and the horrified answers he supplied himself. “He would stop if I lost consciousness.”

He snorted.  “How generous of him.”

“Only to start up again.”

Sebastian visibly gagged. When he recovered, he brought his fingers to the strands of hair on her face.  “Well, it’s not going to be that way with us.  You
will
use a safe word.”

“Sebastian, I assure you…”

“Listen, if I have to constantly wonder if you're okay, I’m not going to enjoy it.  I want to let loose, and believe me, I can be punishing, but I want to be sure it’s within your capacity to withstand.  I don’t want to second guess every lashing.”

“Fine,” she said with a conceding sigh.  Pressing her lips together, she sought an appropriate word and finally said, “Soar.”

Sebastian tilted his head to the side.

“The first time I heard your music it was
When
Lovers Soar
.  I knew right then and there that I wanted to return to music. I wanted a life outside of Price.  I wanted to make it on my own, and I wanted to create beautiful music like yours.  Before I’d even met you, you’d changed my life.”

He smiled and kissed her temple.  “Soar it is,” he whispered in her ear.  The moment he backed away, the fierce scowl creased his brow. The hardened taskmaster had returned.  “You’ve wasted my precious time, you slut.”

The whip crashed against her back time and again as the plastic wrapping slowly gave way, leaving her back bare and open to the full wrath of Sebastian’s anger.  Though the tiny hairs pricked and stung, Serena was eager for more.  He quickly brought the same punishment to her ass, however, once the protective wrapping was gone, he continued to lash out.

Serena swallowed the pain as she closed her eyes and clenched her jaw.  Just as a tear came to her lashes, Sebastian stopped and came up to ram into her between her legs.  His motions were hard and fast as he glided back and forth, though he denied her the pleasure of penetration.

His hot breath brushed across her ear and cheek while his groans grew louder and louder.

Now completely exposed to the elements, her breasts brushed against the punishing surface of the large boulder, scratching the sensitive skin with every push Sebastian gave her.

When he backed away, he reached around to unlock the cuffs from the chain.  “Turn around,” he ordered.

She faced him and was met with a harsh sting of horsehair across her chest.  Her nipples erect and ready for more, she met his gaze, silently begging him not to stop.

He grabbed her cuffed wrists and brought them to the hook above her head.

“I need to show you what happens when you defiantly disobey me.”

Serena nodded submissively and cast her gaze to the ground.

Sebastian picked up two small twigs and sandwiched her nipple between them.  With tiny elastic bands, he bound the twigs together on one end.  When he wrapped the other end of the twigs together, her nipple was painfully pinched between them.

With a gleam in his eye, Sebastian lowered his head to her breast and passed his tongue over her nipple to keep it erect then bound the other nipple in the same fashion.

Like an artist mid masterpiece, he backed away and examined her. 

“Arch your back,” he ordered.

Serena thrust her breasts out toward him.

“More.”

Pressing her head and ass to the rock, she arched her back as much as she could.

“More.”  He reached for the horsehair whip and slashed it across her breasts.

Planting her feet firmly at the base of the boulder, Serena distanced her body from the boulder, essentially blowing out like a sail in the wind.  While the cuffs were tight and pulled painfully at her wrists, she enjoyed the strong sense of vulnerability.

Judging by the spark in Sebastian’s eyes, he enjoyed her vulnerability as well.  The bulge in his drawstring pajamas pants grew visibly larger.  With a savage motion, he pulled the twigs off one breast.

For a moment she thought he’d torn her nipple off, and while the intensity of the pain was new to her, the intensity of arousal was what surprised her.

Sebastian came to her side and, with the twigs, drew a long line from her ankle up to her hips, into the valley of her waist and up her arm to her cuffed wrists.

Light and feathery, the touch was in sharp contrast to the smack he then gave her ass.

“I like this,” he murmured as he looked at her outstretched form.  “I like the strength of your legs, the curve of your ass, the arch of your back and the pull of the cuffs on your arms.”  He ducked under her arms and set a foot on either side of her legs while his hand ran repeatedly over her ass.  “Yes.  I like this a lot.”

He inched closer until his bulge slid into the crevice of her ass.

She swallowed, unsure she’d be able to hold the position much longer.

“Part your legs… just a bit.”

As she did so, he pulled out his enlarged shaft from his pants to rub it against her folds while simultaneously tearing the remaining twigs off her trapped nipple.  The pain and pleasure met at her clitoris, and as she stared out into the vast open air of the Alps, a deep, feral moan rumbled in her gut and crawled slowly up her throat as her orgasm came in full force.

Sebastian rode her, plowing into her with possessive force as he reached around and grabbed a breast in each hand, pounding into her hard and mercilessly while her hips gave into his thrusts. God he was a stallion in heat, and she loved every thrust he pounded into her, reaching so deep and full in her that she felt as though her body would be ripped into two. It was so much pleasure, so intense, she felt her muscles clenching so tightly for release. But he said not to climax.

The thrusting quicken faster and faster deeper. Serena writhed and clenched. Her resolve melting with each earth-shattering thrust until she could no longer take it. Tears ran down her cheeks as the pleasure mounted to extreme pressure. His majestic roar filled the air, along with her own cries of ecstasy, which ended in the word she thought she would not be using with Sebastian.

“Soar!”

Chapter 16

After taking a steaming hot shower, Serena entered the bedroom of the beautiful chalet and found an exquisite red gown laid out on the bed.  At the foot of the bed was a pair of sexy stilettos.

“Are we going out?”

“There’s a limit to how much I want to wear you out.”  Sebastian came up behind her and gently ran the back of his hand over her back.

“I’m not complaining.”

He chuckled and kissed her brow.  “I know.”

“It’s a beautiful and elegant gown.  I take it you're not taking me out for a burger.”

“How perceptive of you.”  He patted her butt.  “Get ready.  We leave in an hour.”

She took her time and put her hair up in an elegant chignon, dappled delicately scented lotion over her skin and applied minimal make-up.  At the dresser table she found a pair of ruby drop earrings and clipped them on.

Just when she thought she was ready, Sebastian came to see her.  “Ready?”

“Wow.  Look at you.”

In an elegant tuxedo, he was the epitome of the finely dressed man. With his refined features and dark beauty, he was transformed from looking like a wild sexy pirate to looking like a handsome prince straight out of a fairy tale.

She flicked invisible dust off his shoulder and patted his chest.  “Lucky me.  I’ll be the envy of every woman.”  She snaked her arm into his.

“Not quite yet.  There’s one more thing.”

She immediately brought her hand to her ears.  “I already put on the earrings.”

“Not that.”  He went to the closet and returned with a small box.  “Turn around and bend over.”

She shot him a curious glance and did as she was told.  With gentle, tender hands, Sebastian lifted the skirt of her gown and collected the fabric at her waist.

“Lift your right leg.”

As she did so, she looked down to see him slip a sturdy pair of latex undies around her ankle.

“When I saw you hadn’t laid out any panties, I thought it was intentional.”

“It was.”  He tapped her other ankle and slipped them on.

He brought the panties to her thighs and she straightened up.  “I’m not finished,” he said as he guided her back down.

From behind her she heard him open the box then felt something long, rigid and smooth between her buttocks. Then she felt Sebastian’s wet and warm tongue licking her folds, slowly and then vigorously, circling it and then plunging deep into her. She was so aroused, she let out a deep moan.

As if realizing how much she was enjoying his mouth devouring her, he abruptly stopped. Without a word, he brought the object over her clitoris a moment before inserting it deep inside her. The impressive girth alerted her clitoris that already pounded with excitement.

Sebastian brought the sturdy latex panties into place.  “All set, love,” he said with a gentle pat on her butt.

Walking with the foreign object was strange at first, but she quickly became accustomed to the constant pressure.  When she sat in the car, the dildo rode higher and she let out a surprised gasp.

The sunset drive was enjoyable in every way, and they were soon at an old opera house.

“I should have known,” Serena said as Sebastian helped her out of the car.

“The acoustics in here are out of this world,” Sebastian said as they entered the regal foyer. “They haven’t changed a thing in over a hundred years for fear of ruining such perfection.”

He led her to a side corridor that brought them to a private balcony.  “On the program tonight, we have Strauss, Chopin and Wagner.”

Serena sat in the cushiony red velvet seat.  “This is spectacular, Sebastian.  I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”