The Silken Edge (Silken Edge 1) (20 page)

“Stan? You’re the Grand Master I’ve heard so much about? I mean…Sir?”

“Yes, love. I am
the
Grand Master Kyle.” He bowed, walked toward her, and ran his fingers through her hair several times as he purred. “I’ve wanted to do that since day one. Your hair is lovely. I think you should wear it up in a hair corset. I will have Crystal take care of you next visit, but right now she’s not being a good girl.” He motioned them into his office two doors down.

Kristy went in first and stopped dead in her tracks. Jake saw her eyes focus on Crystal, who was chained to the desk like a dog and completely naked, except for a dog collar and the tail hanging from a butt plug in her ass. “Oh.” Kristy gasped.

Jake moved her along with his hand on her lower back. “I think she likes it baby, don’t worry. She is always getting in trouble. I suspect she likes the discipline.”

Master Kyle walked in behind them, closing the door. Walking over to a small bar on the wall, he poured a few drinks. “What brings you this way? When I received your call, you piqued my interest by requesting a mid day meeting, Jake. But first, do either of you need anything? Crystal would be happy to fetch it for you, and judging by the act in the hallway I assume you
take care
of one another, but Crystal is ready to please you both if needed.”

Kristy answered quickly, “No thank you, Sir.”

Master turned and looked at Jake with a raised eyebrow. “No, I’m all right Kyle. Thank you for the kind offer.” Jake fell into his Dom role and walked to Crystal and patted her hair. “Sit!” he demanded. She responded immediately and wagged her tail. “Good girl,” he cooed, and rubbed her head.

Jake accepted a shot of scotch and Kristy took her glass of white wine. “Kyle I need to discuss things with you, and I asked Kristy to attend this meeting with me because she is a big part of my life now.”

“It’s about damn time!” he barked, and laughed loudly. “How can I help you kids?”

Jake knew Kristy was probably cringing on the inside being referred to as a kid. “I haven’t scheduled any new sessions. I plan to finish out the existing three month schedule, but after that I’d like to step down and be assigned as a trainer to the Doms and perform occasional demos. And if it’s all right by you, and Kristy, I’d like her to be my bottom for the demos. Then there’s also the matter of changing my status.” His nerves bound so tight he wanted to bolt.

“To what would you change it, Jake?” Kyle’s face crinkled in confusion.

“I’m a switch now Kyle. I’m not sure how that would affect my clients if they knew, so I leave it up to you whether or not to list it on my bio. But I am only submissive to Kristy. I won’t bottom to anyone else.”

“I see.” Kyle rubbed the days-old scruff on his chin in reflection. “So, our little Kristy is a firecracker, huh? She any good?”

“She had me in subspace first try.” Jake beamed and spoke proudly.

“Maybe we can put her to work here.” Kyle suggested.

Jake’s face turned hard as stone, and his fists clenched. “No, she’s
mine
.”

Kyle raised his hands. “Calm down boy, apparently you will always have Dom tendencies, switch or no switch. It was only a suggestion. With my best Top stepping down I need to fill the gap somewhere.” He moved on with the conversation, unaffected by Jake's outburst. “How about Jonathan? Do you think he could fill your spot?”

“I know he could handle it, but with Roxi back in town—”

“No, definitely won’t work then. I hadn’t thought of that. No matter, we will figure it out. I think it best you go off the schedule immediately. I assume you being a Top here at the club
would be problematic for your new relationship?” He stared Kristy down.

Jake nodded, and felt a severe sense of loss over losing his clients so quickly. He wanted to wean himself slowly from the schedule for his sanity. “Yes.”

Jake felt Kristy go stiff next to him and saw what she was looking at. Crystal humped Kyle’s leg while he stroked her head as if it was a normal occurrence. When he noticed them watching, he said, “She’s been a very good girl not barking while I have guests, so she needs to be rewarded.” Turning his attention to the chained up woman, he said, “That’s it my good puppy, rub it until it feels good, but you may not come yet, my pet.” He scratched under her chin.

Crystal threw her head back, whether in pleasure or frustration Jake didn’t know, but she slowed her movements and nuzzled his leg.

Jake winced on the inside at the orgasm torture she was going through. He knew all too well how it felt, and his cock jolted.

Jake blurted out, “Do you mind if we use Room Ten?”

“To finish off what you started in the hallway? By all means. Come back later when you’re finished and we will work on some paperwork. Oh, and I deem it unnecessary for you to change your status, since you won’t be submissive in the club, but we will discuss it later. Go on.” He made motions for them to get up and leave.

***

Once out in the hallway, Kristy let her guard down and practically hyperventilated. She leaned up against the wall and took a deep breath. “Holy shit! If this isn’t the weirdest lunch date ever, I don’t know what is.”

“Sorry baby, I didn’t know Crystal was going to be chained up. Usually she’s clothed and kneeling at his feet quietly.”

“Promise me no animal play, Jake?” She gave him a cold hard stare and he laughed.

“I promise. It’s not my kind of kink.” He smirked at her discomfort over the situation and she swatted his arm. “Oh, no you don’t. We’re on my territory now.” He grabbed and spun her around to press her chest against the wall and ground his hips into her ass.

Her heart rate picked up as the adrenaline spiked. She wanted Jake and wanted him fast.

“Strip now. Everything but the heels.” Tingles spiked hearing his Dom voice.

Room Ten!
She had to rein it in and not get too excited. She was the sub and needed to get into the submissive mindset. “Yes, Sir.” She did as asked and stripped down. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her, as the halls were empty, but the thought of someone catching them made it that much more exciting.

“Kneel.” He took her clothing and she knelt at his feet. He laced his fingers in the back of her hair and pulled her face upwards. “Beautiful. God you make my dick hard. Feel it.”

Her fingers ran the length of his shaft through his jeans, and he felt hard as steel. She moaned and licked her lips.

“You like?” He looked down at her through hooded eyes.

She nodded furiously. Dropping her clothing to the floor, he unleashed his swollen cock in front of her face. He leaned his palms out against the wall for support, and said, “Suck.”

Her lips went around his head hungrily and she teased with her tongue. He made his intentions known and thrust in and out of her mouth slowly a few times. Picking up the pace he let out a moan and began fucking her face. His warm seed shot against the back of her throat, and she almost gagged from the force of it, but she still managed to swallow every last drop.

“Very nice.” From the corner of her eye, she saw Master Kyle with Crystal at his feet.

Her cheeks warmed. Sneaking a peek at Crystal she saw the woman grinning at her with a look of approval.

Jake tucked himself in his jeans without zipping up and helped Kristy rise from the floor. She kept her head down out of respect as Jake picked up her clothes and led her to Room Ten.

“Can you call into work for an extended lunch?” Jake asked.

She nodded and he dug her phone out from her jacket pocket. After she called in, he picked her up and carried her to a vinyl covered table. Once on the table, he spread her legs and cuffed her upper thighs and ankles so she couldn’t move them. “You took care of me. Now it’s your turn.” He flashed a wicked grin and winked at her, it sent spasms to her nether region. His palm cupped her between the legs and she closed her eyes. “Eyes on me.”

She looked at him.
Jake started by patting her outer lips and then smacked them a little harder. She moaned at the new sensation she was experiencing. Her eyes started to close, and he smacked her harder. “Eyes open.”

When she refocused on him, she saw nothing but love in his eyes. Did he love her? The visual contact felt intimate, like she could see into his soul. She wondered for a brief moment what he saw in her eyes,
and then Jake changed tactics and began massaging the skin around her outer lips. His fingers worked, thoroughly pinching them together and massaging up and down their length. Kristy wanted to scream from the intense feeling. He teased around her clit making sure not to touch it.

She began panting and whimpering never taking her gaze off him. She tried to convey a message through her eyes.
Oh please, touch me there, touch my clit.

“Up on your elbows and watch me.” She did a
s told, and was unable to look away from the erotic scene. She gasped when his tongue hit her nub. She knew if she wasn’t restrained, her hips would have lifted off the table. Her clit burned ultra sensitive and felt the beginning of what she knew would be a big one. Her womb tightened and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Her clit throbbed, swollen and hard. Breathing hard she thrashed her head back and forth. Involuntary noises left her mouth. Her orgasm washed over every inch of her body in hot waves. Whiteness blinded her vision as she screamed, “Oh, God, Jake! Yes!”

As she came down from her high, Jake’s tongue began a slow torture around her sensitive nerves. “Oh, God! No Jake! I can’t take it!” She tried to push his head away, but he wouldn’t budge.

He licked again in slow lazy circles.

“No, no, no,” she whimpered, but his tongue continued. The breath left her lungs and she sobbed. It was beyond pleasure now and nothing but pain ran all the way through her body and soul. His tempo picked up and she couldn’t stand it anymore. Letting out a scream that didn’t sound like her, she cried, “No Jake. Red! Red! Red!”

Jake froze between her legs and immediately began removing the cuffs from her legs. Once she was free, he pulled her into his arms and held her tight.

“I’m sorry Jake, I couldn’t do it. It was too much for me.” She continued to sob. He whispered sweet assurances in her ear and stroked her hair for several long minutes calming her.

Eventually she pulled from his embrace and looked at him giving him a coy smile. “Thank you for stopping. That was something I don’t want to do ever again. It was painful.”

Jake spoke quietly. “Thank you for safewording. I got carried away testing your limits.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Are you all right now?” He cupped her face and looked directly in her eyes.

“Yes. I promise. Thank you.” They rose up from the table, cleaned each other, and got dressed. She walked up to Jake and gave him a huge hug and leaned against his chest. “I’ll see you later then?”

“No way. I’ve got you another fifteen minutes. Come with me.”

She tried to protest but he grabbed her hand and led her to Room Eight. Inside it was set up into four sections. Each section held different items. One had a variety of whips; she shuddered at the sight of the bullwhip laid out on a table. Another space had floggers and that’s the one they headed to. She didn’t have time to check out the other areas.

“This is our training room, I want to teach you how to flog. Not that I want you to do it to me anytime soon, but I’d like you to learn regardless.” He pulled a suede one from the wall. “Your favorite kind.” He smiled his sweet sexy smile, and she purred. Even though she was sexually spent, her clit throbbed with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

There was a small decorative rug on the wall near them. He began showing her the basic figure eight technique against the rug. Shaking his head, he explained, “Never practice on a person, and when you do, there are certain areas you should avoid. We’ll get to that another time.” He demonstrated for a few minutes then extended the handle in her direction. “Your turn.”

Unsure, she gripped it tight in her palm looking it over. Feeling the suede with her fingertips she closed her eyes remembering what it felt like against her skin.

Jake reached out and rubbed her arm and her eyes popped open. He watched her with concern.

Lifting it in the air and letting the tendrils hang loose she gave it a shake and giggled. “I think I like holding this.” She took a whack at the rug and heard Jake gasp.

“Not that hard, baby.” He laughed. “This is why we don’t practice on people, although a masochist probably wouldn’t mind. Try again, softer this time.” She tried again and this time it barely made a thudding noise. “Too gentle. Keep trying, you’ll get the hang of it.”

She concentrated and tried over and over again getting better with each swipe. She was so into it that when Jake gripped her wrist, she flinched. “Baby you need to get back to work.” He snorted softly.

She groaned. “Aww, I was just getting into it.”

“Yeah, I saw.” He reached down and she watched as he adjusted his cock. Her lips pulled into a grin.

“You approve?” she asked.

“What do you think?” He wrapped around her and rubbed his hardness into her hip. She turned in his arms and kissed him deeply. He pulled away first. “If you don’t get back to work I will throw you on this floor and bang you right here. Now go!” He used his Dom voice and it resonated down to her core. Then she remembered she still held the flogger in hand. She lifted it and swatted the rug with it. He looked torn. “What am I going to do with you? You drive me out of my fucking mind.”