Two's Company (6 page)

on the edge of orgasm and then she slapped his cock so hard his brain turned off

the desire to ejaculate. Over and over she tortured him until Ian physically

vibrated with need.

“Please, Mistress,” he begged. “My balls are turning blue!”

“I’m going to
uncuff one of your hands so you can roll over onto your

back. But don’t try anything or you get the whip again.”

He nodded and licked his lips.

She turned the key and one cuff slipped off and Ian rolled to his back.

“Raise your hands over your head,” she instructed.

Ian raised one hand and as she reached for the handcuff, he grabbed her

by the wrists, flipped her over onto her back and sat on top of her. He pinned her

hands with his knees, removed the other handcuff and slapped them around

Gillian’s wrists. Sitting on her, he slid the loosely knotted tie from his ankles and

looped it through the chain connecting the handcuffs to secure it. He looped the

other end through the railing of the headboard and tied it off. She squirmed and

thrashed beneath him and he laughed. Her robe was within reach so he pulled

the sash from the loops and fixed one end to one of her ankles, looped it through

the footboard and tied the other end to her other ankle and left her spread eagle

on the bed.

“Let me go,” she shouted, and struggled against the bonds that held her.

Ian laughed again and stuffed a washcloth into her mouth. He leaned over

her and stroked her cheek.

“Well,
Mistress
, it looks like the whip is on the other foot, doesn’t it?” She

tried to buck him off and he laughed again. “Now,” he said, and pulled the cock

ring from his dick, “let’s see what else you have in that little bag of yours.”

He opened the smaller suitcase she’d taken to the bathroom with her and

began laying out an assortment of toys. There were several dildos in an

assortment of sizes and colors. She had vibrators of all sizes and shapes, butt

plugs, nipple pinchers, and various other sex toys.

“You have a serious collection here,” he said. “I find it hard to believe this

is just for occasional use while traveling. One dildo, okay, but this little arsenal

says
pro
to me.” She rolled her eyes and he grinned. “Not a problem,” he said. “But I

think yo
u’re in a little over your head now. You’ve just stepped into the major

league,
Gillian,” he purred and kissed her lightly.

He grasped her nipple through the hole in the nipple-less bra, pulled hard

and she winced. He sucked the other nipple until it was taut, and attached the

nipple pinchers from her bag to each one. A small chain connected the pinchers

so he could tug on both nipples at once. He flicked his tongue over them once

more then moved down her stomach. Once he reached her pussy, he hooked his

finger on the chain and pulled her nipples hard as he sucked her clit into his

mouth. She began bucking beneath him, so he unclamped one nipple and

hooked the nipple pincher to her clit.

Gillian let out a muffled scream, but the washcloth in her mouth didn’t

allow much sound. Ian removed the washcloth and smiled.

“Here.” He held a glass of water to her mouth and she drank. “Better?”

She nodded.

“Now,” he said, tracing a finger over her face. “This is how it’s going to

be. You’re going to do as I say, when I say, how I say, and you’re not going to

scream. You’ll answer when I ask a question, but only when I ask a question.

And you’ll answer, ‘Yes Master Ian’. Got that?”

She nodded.

“Good, then let’s try it.”

“Yes, Master Ian,” she whispered.

“Very good,” he said nuzzling her ear and neck. He kissed a line over her

cheekbone and across her nose, and ran the tip of his tongue down her nose to

her mouth.

Opening her mouth to him, Gillian tried to kiss him.

“No,” he said softly. “Just open your mouth and don’t kiss me back.”

He licked her lips the way she’d licked his. He sucked on her bottom lip,

ran his tongue over her teeth, sealed his mouth over hers and kissed her deeply.

The sensation swam through her head and she fought the urge to kiss him back.

He moved from her mouth down her neck and over her tits. He caressed her

stomach, pulling the chain connecting one nipple to her clit and she writhed

beneath him. When he reached her pussy, he flicked his tongue over her clit and

she whimpered. He made himself comfortable between her legs and using his

fingers, probed her clit and pussy, moving to her asshole. With his fingers and

tongue, he f
ucked both holes until she was wet and bucked beneath his mouth.

He used a large dildo with a butt plug to f
uck her, and turned the

vibrating action on high and touched it to her clit. He watched her face as she

writhed, and turned the monster toy so the butt plug fucked her ass with every

stroke. With both hands he f
ucked her hard, drawing the dildo out of her completely then shoving it deep inside of her over and over.

She screamed, “I’m going to come!”
He pulled the vibrator out of her and

moved away.
“No,” she cried. “Let me come.”

Ian made himself a drink while Gillian calmed down. Once her breathing

returned to normal again and she stopped trying to grind herself into an orgasm,

he filled his mouth with ice and replaced the nipple pincher on her clit with his

mouth. The ice against her hot pussy made her squirm more than ever as she

begged him to make her come. But after a few moments, her clit became frozen

and she couldn’t come no matter the stimulation. Tears streamed down her face

when Ian took the ice and began filling her pussy. He found a string of thunder

beads and began inserting them into her ass.

When he finished filling her, he slid on top of her and rammed his hard

dick into her pussy. Over and over he pummeled her. The icy cold inside of her,

the heat of his own dick, the sound of her mewling and begging drove him over

the edge and he pumped cum deep inside of her. As soon as he came, he slid out

of her and covered her clit with his mouth.

The heat of their bodies had warmed her again, so he moved his tongue in

circles against her clit. She writhed and bucked against his mouth, breathing

heavily and sweating. He watched her face and as she began to come, he jerked

the pearls out of her ass and she screamed when the orgasm ripped through her.

Gasping for air, Gillian’s chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. Ian

gently removed the pincher from her nipple and removed the handcuffs and ties

on her ankles. He paid no heed to the mess they made of the bed as he lay next to

her, stroking her body gently while she came back to herself. When she could

breathe normally again, he cradled her in his arms and kissed her gently.

“Are you gonna make it?” he asked with a smile.

She shook her head. “I don’t think so.”

Ian laughed softly. “Wait right here,” he said and got off the bed. When he

came back, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom and stepped into

the tub with her. Soaping her body gently, he watched as she lay back with her

eyes closed and let him wash her. Carefully moving over her breasts and down

her stomach, he washed her completely. When he reached between her legs, she

lifted her hips to him and opened one eye. Then she reached out and took his

cock in her hand.

“Come here,” she said and pulled him by his cock.

On her knees in front of him, she sucked his dick into her mouth and used

her soapy hands to she massage his balls. Unsure that he’d even be able to get

hard again, Ian used the sides of the tub for support and let her suck. To his

surprise he did harden again. He became very hard, and in a matter of minutes

he shot hot cum into her mouth.

“You’re going to miss your flight, Gillian,” Ian said.

“I’m coming,” she called back to him from the bathroom. “I wanted to

check for anything I might’ve left behind.”

“The bellhop’s here for your bags, and we can make the airport if we leave

now. If I drive like a maniac,” he added.

“Alright, let’s go. I’ve got everything,” she said and they left the room. In

the car Gillian watched out the window as they zipped down the freeway

toward the airport.

“What are you thinking?” Ian asked.

“Just wondering when you’re going to ask,” she replied.

“Ask what?”

“What all the toys were for,” she answered, still looking out the window.

“I’m not going to ask. I figure if you want to tell me, you will.”

“And if I don’t want to tell you,” she said, finally facing him.

Ian shrugged and lifted her hand to his mouth. He kissed it gently and

said, “Then you don’t have to tell me.”

“But you know, don’t you?”

He laughed. ”Yes, I think I do, but it’s okay. You have the right to privacy.

And who am I to judge?”

Gillian nodded. “I wish things were different. I wish I’d met you in some

other time and place.”

“So do I, Gillian. But what’s meant to be will be and what’s not . . . well, I

guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

“I never thought I’d meet someone like you, Ian. It never occurred to me

that my job would get in the way of my life.”

“Your job?” He laughed.

“Stop it,” she said and slapped his hand away. “Okay, so I do the same

thing you do and I don’t want your sister to find out.”

“You keep my secret and I’ll keep yours.”

“Deal,” she agreed. “Have you ever considered giving it up?”

Ian shrugged. “Have you?”

“I could. I have a degree in business from Western.”

“I have a law degree from Harvard,” he answered.

“Hmm,” she said with a mischievous smile.

“Hmm, what?”

“I’ve actually been considering another avenue for my life recently. I’m

not getting any younger.”

Ian laughed again. “Neither am I. It could be nice to have a simpler life.”

“Yes,” she said quietly and smiled to herself. “It certainly could.”