Dark Desires (3 page)

Risa
slightly
shook as she walked over to the apparatus a
n
d pressed against it. Resting her chin in the curve for her head
,
she placed her hands and her breasts where Master J indicated and waited for him to lock her into it.
The wood was polished and smooth against her skin obviously sanded to prevent splinters from harming a sub.

As he latched each section into place, the realization that she was now completely helpless excited her beyond belief. He could do whatever he chose to her and she was powerless to stop him. The throbbing in her cunt accelerated, vibrating through her body.

“It excites me to have my sub so restrained,” he said as he adjusted all the hinged bars. “It leaves you totally at my mercy.” He paused. “Does that excite you?”

“Yes, Master J. It does.” More than she’d ever expected. Until now
,
she’d
only
had either her wrists or her ankles manacled, never both at the same time
.
A
nd never in a position of
such complete
helplessness
.
With no movement allowed at all and her entire body exposed to whatever her Dom chose to do
.

Yet she had no hesitation about this with Master J. The invisible connection she’d felt almost immediately shimmered between them. The look in his eyes
and the tone of his voice told her she wasn’t alone in
dealing with that
emotion
.
The pulse in her cunt throbbed harder and cream trickled to the inside of her thighs.

Silently
,
he locked the head restraints in place, then the wrists
,
and finally the breasts. Except for her feet Ri
sa was completely immobilized. And she had never been so aroused in her life. The tiny edge of fear, of the unknown, only served to ramp up
her
arousal.

Master J walked around to stand in front of her, a tiny smile of satisfaction curving his lips. His mouth fascinated her and she wondered how it would feel on her nipples and her clit. She had to bite down on her lip to tamp down the excitement rushing through her.

“Afraid already?” Master J asked.

“No, Master.” She swiped her tongue across her lower lip. “May I say, instead, that I am eager to experience what awaits me
?
”

Heat flamed in his eyes. “I’ll do my best to live up to your expectations.”

Moving closer
,
he squeezed her constricted breasts, kneading them with his fingers
before taking each nipple between thumb and forefinger and squeezing them.
Tiny sparks of erotic pain shot though her breasts and spread down to her cunt. He knew how to apply just the right amount of pressure to give her the most pleasure.

“Look at me,” Master J commanded. “Let me see your eyes. Good. I can see the pleasure in them. You enjoy pain. But you’ll tell me when it gets past that edge of sweetness.
”

Risa gritted her teeth at the first edge of pain
.
B
ut as the intensity increased
,
she welcomed it. Pain had always been a great stimulant
. For whatever reason
,
it stimulated her pheromones and put her in a state of sexual need. Even pain that occurred outside the bedroom
,
which could sometimes make for an embarrassing situation. This was
the
major reason why she’
d
wanted to experiment
with higher levels of it.

Master J continued to pinch and twist until her pebbled tips were swollen and pleasantly aching.
He bent his head and licked each nipple then
lightly
bit each one before walking around to her back. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to control the tremors in her pussy.

The next
sensation
was his hand trailing down her spine to her ass, cupping each cheek before probing the hot crevice between
her
globes. She clenched at his touch, trying to trap his hand
,
but he laughed
.
A
low, rough sound
that left her swallowing hard
.

“Not yet,
g
irl. Not just yet.”

She was totally unprepared for the slap on her buttocks
, the hard contact of flesh on flesh,
and
she
jerked
.
B
ut Master J gave that warm as molasses laugh and lightly pinched her. Then his lips were at her ear, his breath a faint breeze against her skin.

“I need to warm up that sweet ass of yours before we move
o
n to the good stuff.
”

Smack!

His hard hand landed again
and the pain began to spread over her entire buttocks and down to her thighs. A pleasurable heat t
h
at made her body
silently
beg for more
.
She wished she could ask him to keep his hand on her just for a moment after the contact
,
so she could feel
his finger
s’
warmth through the s
earing heat
the slap created.

This time she only
slightly
jerked.
She e
ven saucily wiggled her rear end at him.

The next blow was shar
p
er, harder, and then they came in rapid
,
but uneven
,
succession. She had no way to anticipate when the next one would fall
,
which only made her more excited.
The heat and pain continued to spread in waves of
bliss
.
When he stopped she wanted to cry out in protest
,
but she swallowed the words.
When nothing happened for a long moment she wondered if he’d stopped for good.
Had her reaction i
n someway displeased him
? Did he want her to cry out more, to beg him to stop
?
H
er stomach knotted
with tension
.

H
e was in front of her again. With her head locked in the position it was in
,
she couldn’t keep it
submissively
lowered
,
so she
clearly
s
aw
him.
Desire
still flared in his eyes and the muscles in his jaw tightened. Risa had never met a man who aroused her so instantly or to such heights. Or who called to something dark inside her the way Master J did.

She was so ready for whatever he wanted.
It wasn’t just his knowledgeable touch or his expertise
at
administering pain. He knew what to do and exactly how to do it. It was more than that. The man himself gave off such sensual vibes she could feel them surrounding her
with every breath
.

His lips curved in a tiny smile as his gaze locked with her
s
.
He held a crop in his hand,
o
ne that had a short but thin tail, like a miniature whip
.
H
e kept drawing
it slowly
across his palm.

“Has anyone ever used this on your breasts,
g
irl?”

His voice was so mesmerizing she almost forgot to answer him.

“Uh, no. I mean, no Master J.”

“But you’d like that, yes?”

She wet her lips. “Yes. Master.”

As long as it’s you.

And where had
that
thought
come from?

“We’ll begin with some light strokes. This is something you must get used to.”

He trailed the thin strip of leather back and forth across her breasts until she was ready to beg
for him
to get on with it. That was the moment he chose to give the crop a hard flick of his wrist and it stroked across both breasts
, drawing a soft line of pain across her skin
. Master J watched her carefully as he appli
ed the little whip again and
again
. The strokes were never hard
,
but each
o
ne had
a
bite.
And each took her breath away, not from the pain
,
but from the eroticism of
the
sharp sting
on her tender
flesh. Her breasts quivered in response and her nipples hardened to stiff peaks.
Even this quickly she could
sense
her orgasm begin to gather low in her body.

Master J cupped her jaw and looked directly into her eyes.

“You find that stimulating. Good. Suspected you would. And we have barely begun.” He drew his tongue lightly along her lips, her body trembling in response. “But remember. You will not come until I give you permission. Do you
k
now what happens to bad girls who do that?”

She shook her head within its limited motion.

“I arouse them in ways they never imagined
,
then leave them tied
i
n such a way that t
h
ey cannot even bring themselves to
orgasm
.
So you’ll follow the rules.”

I’ll do my best.

He moved away and when he returned, again behind her, she
sensed
the long, round smoothness of what had to be a cane.

“Ruelas said that caning was on your wish
list.” He brought his head close to hers and gently nipped the tender skin where her neck and shoulder met. “I’m
an
expert at this. It’s one of my favorite edge
-
play activities.” He trailed his mouth across her nape and nibbled at the other shoulder. “I use a thin cane because it produces a sharper
, more pleasurable
pain
.
Each one builds on the previous stroke giving you the sensation of a burn. You will feel it on your ass, your thighs, even your cunt.” He drew his tongue along her spine. “
Since this is your first time
,
I’ll only give you ten strokes tonight. Then you’ll tell me how it made you feel.”

She drew in a deep breath, let it out slowly
,
and closed her eyes. She didn’t know which was exciting her more, the anticipation of the cane or Master J’s mouth on her body
. She prayed
he
would use
both
on her
more
.
That and any other instruments that he chose. Because beyond the pain and realization of her sexual fantasies
,
something electrically charged kept zinging between them. While she had desire
d
a lot of men, once they were finished with playtime she never thought of them until she was ready to play again. Master
J had
such
an
intense
emotional impact on her
from the moment she’d seen him
t
h
at she
was unsure
how to deal with
it
.

And unless she was mistaken, the same feelings had wrapped themselves around him.

Risa was
so busy letting her mind
wildly
race over t
h
is idea that she forgot to brace
herself for the first blow
.
I
t fell, sharp and stinging, across her buttock. She bit down on her lip to keep from crying out. The next one fell without warning and after that they
hit
sporadically
, heat spreading from the cheeks of her ass down to her thighs and her pussy
.
As each cry tried to force itself from her mouth
,
she swallowed it back. But by the third or fourth blow
,
the edge of pain had been dulled by the intense pleasure rushing through her.
She couldn’t help the little m
o
an that escaped her.

Master J was running the palm of his hand over her again, smoothing her burning flesh. She was stunned when he
p
laced a kiss on each globe of her buttocks.