want you right now, open to me, feeling vulnerable.”
“You"ve succeeded, because I feel very vulnerable.”
He pulled gently on the chain, sending tendrils of pleasure through her clit. “You like it.” The chain trailed behind him as he walked to the couch and sat down. He let it slack a bit, hitting the floor.
“Tell me what made you come here.” He tightened the slack just a little. “What did you read in the books that intrigued you?”
“Fun sex.”
“No. You can get that anywhere. I have no doubt of that. Something you read made you jump on a plane, specifically ignoring my request that you call first. Tell me what it was.”
Clarissa hadn"t expected this, not exactly. The bondage part was perfect. The interrogation was making her a little nervous. What answer was he looking for?
“Fun sex with a sexy man?”
“Is that a question or a fact?”
“Fact. Hopefully, anyway.”
He gave her a seductive smile. “You"re going to get sex. I want you to answer my question first.” He tugged on the rope, tightening it so that her ring pulled away from her pussy. She groaned at the tension, rocking her hips slightly, the pull pushing her right to the edge.
“Please.”
“Answer me.”
“Maddox, I—”
“Answer me!”
“Because I want to know what it feels like to submit.”
He pulled harder, and she gasped. “Because you"ve kept all your other lovers on a chain, haven"t you? Spoiled little rich girl always got what she wanted. If you wanted to suck cock, that"s what you did. If you wanted your pussy eaten, they dined until you Desert Surrender
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had your fill. If you wanted to get fucked, that"s what you got. You controlled it all, and they submitted to you to keep you happy.”
“That"s a pretty crappy way of looking at it.”
“It"s true, isn"t it?” He released the tension on the chain, and she undulated her hips, trying to move the coin. The pull had felt exquisite, and she wanted more. “It"s why you"ve never stayed with anyone for very long. You got bored because they didn"t present a challenge.”
“Gee, Dr. Freud, who do I send my payment for this session to?” She pulled on her bonds. “Untie me.”
“You need someone who can send you to the edge. That"s why you came to me.”
“Untie me.”
“Untie yourself.” She struggled again. Though the chains looked small and delicate, she couldn"t break them. “You like this, admit it. Someone finally told you no.
Someone"s not kissing your ass. It pisses you off, which is good. Pissed off means you"re feeling emotions instead of just going through the motions.”
“Untie me!” He pulled hard on the chain, and she gasped at the hard pressure on her clit. “Maddox, please.”
“Please what? Please untie me or please make me come?”
“Damn you! Make me come. Please, I"m begging.” Her efforts to break free proved fruitless, and her body trembled. He was driving her insane, physically and mentally, because she knew he was right. Not one of her lovers had ever denied her, made her wait.
He stood quickly, crossing to her. “Ask me very nicely.”
“Oh good Lord! Fine! Please make me come.” She sneered at him, and his answering chuckle made her groan.
“Well, that was nice, and very sarcastic. What I want is a heartfelt plea, a very soft, sweet murmur. „Maddox, please allow me to come." Can you do that, Clarissa?” He whispered the last words in her ear, and her already throbbing clit went into spasms.
She fought the urge to spit out more sarcastic words, knowing they would get her nowhere. Her tongue darted over her lips, and she rubbed them together. “Maddox, please allow me to orgasm. I"m begging you. First the car, now this? I can"t take any more. Please.”
“See, that wasn"t so hard, was it?” He spoke as if to a spoiled child; then he let go of the chain, moved his hand to her pussy, and found her clit. “Come for me, Clarissa.
Scream for me.”
He pinched her clit, and she soared, pleasure
“You"ve succeeded, because I feel very vulnerable.”
He pulled gently on the chain, sending tendrils of pleasure through her clit. “You like it.” The chain trailed behind him as he walked to the couch and sat down. He let it slack a bit, hitting the floor.
“Tell me what made you come here.” He tightened the slack just a little. “What did you read in the books that intrigued you?”
“Fun sex.”
“No. You can get that anywhere. I have no doubt of that. Something you read made you jump on a plane, specifically ignoring my request that you call first. Tell me what it was.”
Clarissa hadn"t expected this, not exactly. The bondage part was perfect. The interrogation was making her a little nervous. What answer was he looking for?
“Fun sex with a sexy man?”
“Is that a question or a fact?”
“Fact. Hopefully, anyway.”
He gave her a seductive smile. “You"re going to get sex. I want you to answer my question first.” He tugged on the rope, tightening it so that her ring pulled away from her pussy. She groaned at the tension, rocking her hips slightly, the pull pushing her right to the edge.
“Please.”
“Answer me.”
“Maddox, I—”
“Answer me!”
“Because I want to know what it feels like to submit.”
He pulled harder, and she gasped. “Because you"ve kept all your other lovers on a chain, haven"t you? Spoiled little rich girl always got what she wanted. If you wanted to suck cock, that"s what you did. If you wanted your pussy eaten, they dined until you Desert Surrender
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had your fill. If you wanted to get fucked, that"s what you got. You controlled it all, and they submitted to you to keep you happy.”
“That"s a pretty crappy way of looking at it.”
“It"s true, isn"t it?” He released the tension on the chain, and she undulated her hips, trying to move the coin. The pull had felt exquisite, and she wanted more. “It"s why you"ve never stayed with anyone for very long. You got bored because they didn"t present a challenge.”
“Gee, Dr. Freud, who do I send my payment for this session to?” She pulled on her bonds. “Untie me.”
“You need someone who can send you to the edge. That"s why you came to me.”
“Untie me.”
“Untie yourself.” She struggled again. Though the chains looked small and delicate, she couldn"t break them. “You like this, admit it. Someone finally told you no.
Someone"s not kissing your ass. It pisses you off, which is good. Pissed off means you"re feeling emotions instead of just going through the motions.”
“Untie me!” He pulled hard on the chain, and she gasped at the hard pressure on her clit. “Maddox, please.”
“Please what? Please untie me or please make me come?”
“Damn you! Make me come. Please, I"m begging.” Her efforts to break free proved fruitless, and her body trembled. He was driving her insane, physically and mentally, because she knew he was right. Not one of her lovers had ever denied her, made her wait.
He stood quickly, crossing to her. “Ask me very nicely.”
“Oh good Lord! Fine! Please make me come.” She sneered at him, and his answering chuckle made her groan.
“Well, that was nice, and very sarcastic. What I want is a heartfelt plea, a very soft, sweet murmur. „Maddox, please allow me to come." Can you do that, Clarissa?” He whispered the last words in her ear, and her already throbbing clit went into spasms.
She fought the urge to spit out more sarcastic words, knowing they would get her nowhere. Her tongue darted over her lips, and she rubbed them together. “Maddox, please allow me to orgasm. I"m begging you. First the car, now this? I can"t take any more. Please.”
“See, that wasn"t so hard, was it?” He spoke as if to a spoiled child; then he let go of the chain, moved his hand to her pussy, and found her clit. “Come for me, Clarissa.
Scream for me.”
He pinched her clit, and she soared, pleasure
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