you remove your clothes.” Slowly, she told him as she removed each article of clothes. Climbing up on the bed, she plumped the pillows up behind her and settled down.
“Um, I’m on the bed,” she told him.
“Good girl,” he murmured approval. “Now, cover your breasts with your hands and squeeze them.”
“I—”
“Just listen to my voice and do what I tell you without questioning. Understand?”
“Yes…” She frowned. “What do I call you?”
“Master.”
“Wait a second,” she shook her head. “Your note said you weren’t into the slave-master thing.”
“A dominant is still called ‘ master’ . Serena, are you going to obey me or argue with me about everything?”
She swallowed at the hint of frustration in his 55
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voice. The voice disrupter didn’t hide the tinge of irritation.
“Sorry,” she whispered. “This is new to me and I’m going to have lots of questions.”
“And I’ll answer them,” he promised. “But not now.”
“Yes…master,” she answered hesitantly.
“Now,” he started again. “Lay back and cover your breasts with your hands.”
Serena obeyed. The low, rough voice instructed her and blindly she obeyed. Her fingers kneaded her breasts. Soft, firm breasts swelled in her hands. As if hypnotized, she tugged on her nipples until they were hard nubs. She pinched them until she gasped at the brief pain. And was stunned to feel her hips tilt as her insides clenched.
“How does your body feel?” he asked.
“I…my insides tightened,” she whispered. “Is that normal?”
“Perfectly,” he assured her. “Now, close your eyes. Listen and do what I tell you. Just feel, Serena.
Feel.”
She reached for a clamp and put it on, gasping at the pain. Soothing words had her breathing through it and fastening the other.
His voice deepened as he told her to find her hard little nub.
Her head lolled on the pillows as she teased her clit. He told her to rub herself and feel how wet she was getting. She flicked her fingertips over her clit several times before rubbing with her palm. A low sigh escaped her lips. Relaxing slightly, she felt the moisture. She slid two fingers into her pussy and the muscles clenched around them. Rolling onto her side to face the phone, she whimpered.
“Master!”
At his next words, she pried her eyes open. Lube the vibrator , she told herself. Where the hell was the 56
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lube and… there! It had slipped toward the foot of the bed. She hurriedly put the drops on the vibrator.
Picking up the remote, she put the tip just outside the pussy.
Sliding it in, she pushed the button once and moaned. Her thighs fell open to rest against the comforter.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“Like it’s vibrating every nerve I just touched, but it’s more…everything. Nerves I didn’t know I had,” she managed, trying to breath. “I…OH!” Her upper body knifed up as the vibrations hit her clit. With a moan, she fell back against the pillows.
“What?”
“The little branch hit my…my…”
“Your clit?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Say it. Tell me how you felt.”
“It hit my clit and…and…it was like electricity zapped me,” she panted. “Like I touched a live wire…”
“Do it again,” came his order.
“I can’t…can’t handle it.”
“Put it back on that spot.”
“I can’t!”
“Do it.”
Serena moaned, both unable to resist and half-dreading the zap she knew was coming. Taking a deep breath, she turned the vibrator and whimpered as the soft rubber pressed up the hood and teased her clit.
“Master…”
“Hold it there.”
Serena closed her eyes and tried to fight the sensations that flooded her body. Heat built up in her pussy then spread throughout her body. As her muscles trembled, her breathing came faster.
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Perspiration dampened her skin.
“Master, please,” she whispered, barely able to hear her own voice. “Let me take it out.”
“Press it
“Um, I’m on the bed,” she told him.
“Good girl,” he murmured approval. “Now, cover your breasts with your hands and squeeze them.”
“I—”
“Just listen to my voice and do what I tell you without questioning. Understand?”
“Yes…” She frowned. “What do I call you?”
“Master.”
“Wait a second,” she shook her head. “Your note said you weren’t into the slave-master thing.”
“A dominant is still called ‘ master’ . Serena, are you going to obey me or argue with me about everything?”
She swallowed at the hint of frustration in his 55
Abby Gordon
voice. The voice disrupter didn’t hide the tinge of irritation.
“Sorry,” she whispered. “This is new to me and I’m going to have lots of questions.”
“And I’ll answer them,” he promised. “But not now.”
“Yes…master,” she answered hesitantly.
“Now,” he started again. “Lay back and cover your breasts with your hands.”
Serena obeyed. The low, rough voice instructed her and blindly she obeyed. Her fingers kneaded her breasts. Soft, firm breasts swelled in her hands. As if hypnotized, she tugged on her nipples until they were hard nubs. She pinched them until she gasped at the brief pain. And was stunned to feel her hips tilt as her insides clenched.
“How does your body feel?” he asked.
“I…my insides tightened,” she whispered. “Is that normal?”
“Perfectly,” he assured her. “Now, close your eyes. Listen and do what I tell you. Just feel, Serena.
Feel.”
She reached for a clamp and put it on, gasping at the pain. Soothing words had her breathing through it and fastening the other.
His voice deepened as he told her to find her hard little nub.
Her head lolled on the pillows as she teased her clit. He told her to rub herself and feel how wet she was getting. She flicked her fingertips over her clit several times before rubbing with her palm. A low sigh escaped her lips. Relaxing slightly, she felt the moisture. She slid two fingers into her pussy and the muscles clenched around them. Rolling onto her side to face the phone, she whimpered.
“Master!”
At his next words, she pried her eyes open. Lube the vibrator , she told herself. Where the hell was the 56
Beck And Call
lube and… there! It had slipped toward the foot of the bed. She hurriedly put the drops on the vibrator.
Picking up the remote, she put the tip just outside the pussy.
Sliding it in, she pushed the button once and moaned. Her thighs fell open to rest against the comforter.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“Like it’s vibrating every nerve I just touched, but it’s more…everything. Nerves I didn’t know I had,” she managed, trying to breath. “I…OH!” Her upper body knifed up as the vibrations hit her clit. With a moan, she fell back against the pillows.
“What?”
“The little branch hit my…my…”
“Your clit?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Say it. Tell me how you felt.”
“It hit my clit and…and…it was like electricity zapped me,” she panted. “Like I touched a live wire…”
“Do it again,” came his order.
“I can’t…can’t handle it.”
“Put it back on that spot.”
“I can’t!”
“Do it.”
Serena moaned, both unable to resist and half-dreading the zap she knew was coming. Taking a deep breath, she turned the vibrator and whimpered as the soft rubber pressed up the hood and teased her clit.
“Master…”
“Hold it there.”
Serena closed her eyes and tried to fight the sensations that flooded her body. Heat built up in her pussy then spread throughout her body. As her muscles trembled, her breathing came faster.
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Perspiration dampened her skin.
“Master, please,” she whispered, barely able to hear her own voice. “Let me take it out.”
“Press it
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