Chapter 43

Phoenix

We greet each guest as they arrive, but I can't keep my eyes off of McKenzie. She's in her element. She's learned everyone's name. The women and men that come to be bought, she asks them questions, making sure they're there willingly. I love that she cares so much. Even though we have vigorous requirements for someone to be considered to be put in the auction, she still wants to make sure they haven't changed their mind.

"I saw you at the last auction," McKenzie greets the woman before us.

The woman smiles and nods. "Yes, I went to see how things worked to decide if I wanted to participate."

She's wearing a silver cuff, so people know she will be up for sale later. Instead of only allowing the buyers to put who they wanted, we also allow those who are selling themselves to put their likes and dislikes. What age they want, their experience, if they're willing to have sex, or if they just want to go on dates and see how things go.

"And you liked it?" McKenzie asks.

The woman nods. I didn't catch her name when she said it. "Yes. I got divorced last year and my ex husband he…"

McKenzie grasps her hand. "You don't have to tell us, Wendy."

I know she said her name for my sake, so I give her a grateful smile. She smirks at me before giving Wendy her full attention.

"I feel like I need to tell someone," Wendy says, taking a deep breath. I make sure I'm giving her my full attention because this is important to her. "He never wanted me. He never touched me. He treated me like a roommate or his mother; it depended on the day. I want to feel sexy."

I tilt my head at her and finally force myself to really look at her. She is pretty. She has curly brown hair that stops at her waist. She's wearing a green dress that hugs her curves and makes her green eyes stand out. I lean down and take her hand, kissing her knuckles.

McKenzie smiles at me, and Wendy's face turns a light shade of pink. "You are sexy. I'm positive you'll find someone here tonight that will make you feel that way before you leave and after."

Wendy gives me a grateful smile. "I hope so."

She walks inside and McKenzie turns to me, then kisses my cheek. "You're so smooth, Mr. Stone."

I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her close to me, my hand sliding to caress her ass before resting on her lower back. "I try, Mrs. Stone."

McKenzie

Everything is so perfect. It's everything I imagined it would be. The auction is perfect. Wendy, who has to be in her late thirties or early forties, gets bought by a man in his twenties. I can tell by her expression she's completely caught off guard, but in a good way. I'm happy for her. Hopefully this man will show her how sexy she is and she'll come out of the experience a completely different person.

Anna watches everything intently, Rex at her side the entire night. She's been out over the past year, but this is the first auction she's attended. I thought she would back out at the last minute, but when she showed me her red dress, I knew she was determined to go and overcome that last obstacle. I'm still confused about her and Rex's relationship. There are moments when I think something is there, but I'm not sure. They'll figure it out, eventually.

When the auction is over, Phoenix grabs my hand with a smile and leads me through the crowd. He leads me inside, through the kitchen, and to the other side of the house that he didn't show me earlier. He looks at me over his shoulder. "No one is allowed past the kitchen. This area back here is ours. So, you can be as loud as you want."

I laugh as anticipation builds in my stomach. He stops in front of a door and pulls a key out of his pocket. Once he unlocks it, he looks at me one more time before opening it. He steps in and I step in after him. My eyes can't take in everything quickly enough. The room is black, gold, and gray, with a few red accents. The bed is in the center with a black and gold comforter.

There's a sex chair on the other side of the bed that's black with gold hooks. I walk over to it and run my fingers along the soft leather. In the corner, there's a gold chair by the window that looks very comfortable. On one side of the wall there's an armoire, so I walk to it and open it. I exhale quickly at the sight of the various floggers, vibrators, and cuffs.

I glance at Phoenix, and he smiles at me. We did these things after I was taken the first time and he's slowly started introducing them again over the past year. I love this side of our relationship. It makes me feel desired. He controls everything, but I know the moment I say my safeword, he'll stop. I've only had to use my safeword once.

There's a pillow next to the chair, so I know what he wants me to do, but first he has to help me get out of these shoes. I walk to him and show him my foot. He chuckles and leans down to help me out of them. Once I'm out, I turn and let him unzip my dress. He helps me out of it, so I'm naked before him.

Turning to face him, I wait. He removes his jacket, then his tie, hanging them up and putting them in the armoire. He returns to me, lifts his fingers and runs them along my collarbone. I swallow as goosebumps break out along my skin and heat settles in my core. He runs his fingers down to my breasts and circles my nipple twice before squeezing it slightly.

I close my eyes and suck in a breath. Wet heat engulfs my nipple when he takes it in his mouth and I moan. "So fucking sweet," he murmurs against my skin before giving my other breast the same amount of attention. "I will never get enough of you." His mouth grazes up my neck, then he's taking my lower lip between his teeth and sucking.

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in as his tongue thrusts into my mouth and he massages my tongue with his. One hand slides up my spine and grips the back of my head as the other pulls me so tightly against him I can feel his hardness against my stomach.

I cling to him as he fucks my mouth with his tongue. He pulls away slowly and rests his forehead against mine. "Go to your spot, pet."

I swallow and remove my arms from his neck. "Yes, Sir." I walk to the pillow next to the chair and kneel. Placing my toes together and spreading my legs, I place my hands palm up on my knees. I lower my gaze to the ground and wait.

Fabric slides against skin as he undresses. I inhale slowly as I wait, forcing myself to stare at the ground. I want to look at him under my eyelashes and watch him as he slowly undresses. I know he's watching me to see if I look at him. So, I force myself to be a good girl. I'm sure the pillow beneath me is going to have a wet spot if he takes much longer.

He sits in the chair next to the pillow, his leg just in my peripheral vision. I want to close my eyes so I'm not tempted to look at him; instead I lock every muscle in my body so I don't give into temptation.

What would he do to me if I give in? What kind of punishment would he give me?

He runs his hand through my hair, making me jump slightly. "You're being such a good girl tonight," he murmurs, and my insides melt at his praise. "You may look at me," he says, and I do so immediately. He's completely naked. His cock erect, and waiting for attention. "Come and stand in front of me."

I get to my feet and walk to stand in front of him. He widens his legs so I can stand between them. His hand grips his cock and strokes lazily. "What's your safeword?"

"Peanut butter," I respond automatically.

"Good girl." He leans forward and kisses my stomach just next to my navel. He rubs his large hands down my waist and over my hips. "Turn around." I do so immediately. He kisses the top of my ass and massages it. "Put your legs on the outside of mine and sit on my dick."

I swallow, knowing where this is heading. He puts his legs together so I can straddle him. He wraps one hand around my waist as I sit, and the other is around his cock as he guides me. I gasp as I settle on his cock, making me feel full. He spreads his legs, forcing my legs wide.

"How long do you think you can sit here without moving?" he asks as he puts his large hand on my abdomen. He rubs up my stomach to my sternum and pushes me so I lay back against him. I rest my head on his shoulder and he turns his head and licks my tattoo. "Fuck, this still turns me on," he murmurs as I force myself not to move.

He wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes. I suck in a breath and swallow, trying to force myself not to buck. His other hand rubs from my knee, up my thigh, to where we are joined.

"Nix, please."

"Who?" he says as he slaps my pussy.

I groan. "Sir," I correct myself.

"Good girl." He rubs his hand between my pussy lips and my legs begin to shake with the effort to be still. He bucks up into me and I cry out. I can feel his piercing and I want to rub myself against it. "Ride me."

I lean forward and place my hands on his thighs and ride him. Squeezing my eyes shut, I revel in how good he feels inside me. His fingers swirl around my clit and I know I'll come loud and fast. "Sir, you feel so good," I moan. He leans up and places wet kisses along my spine.

"Such a dirty little slut, riding her master's cock. Milk me, pet," he murmurs against my skin and I ride him harder and faster. His fingers swirl around my clit faster. I arch my back and scream as I come undone. My muscles go limp and he helps me off his lap, still hard.

"Sir?" I gesture to him and he shakes his head.

"Not yet, pet." He lifts me in his arms and takes me to the sex chair. He lays me down, my back curving along the back. He sits on the portion where my hips are raised and pulls me so my legs are draped across his and thrusts into me again.

"Oh, god!" I cry out as he mercilessly pounds into me.

"Do you feel my piercing?" he asks and I nod, unable to speak. It's rubbing against my spot, and I know I'll come within a few seconds again. He grabs my clit between his thumb and forefinger, pinching slightly and I come so quick I see stars.

I claw at his arms as he continues to ram into me. "Sir, oh fuck."

"What's your safeword?"

"Peanut butter," I answer immediately.

"Do you need to say it?"

"No." My body is his for the taking. It's been too long since we've had a night like this. Life has been so busy lately and I've missed him. He pulls out of me and I moan. He's still hard, and it's beginning to upset me that he hasn't come yet.

He takes me to the bed and lays me down gently. I grip his face. "Sir?" He holds himself above me as he gazes down at me.

"Yes, pet?" His fingers come up and trace my face.

"Why haven't you come yet?" I ask. I know he sees the insecurity in me because he leans down and kisses me.

"Because I want to make sure you're completely satisfied before I do," he replies. I open my eyes to stare up at him.

"I am," I promise, and his mouth tips up into a smile.

He gets off the bed and walks to the armoire. Grabbing a vibrator, he returns to me. "Do you remember the time we had to have sex in front of the council and I used this on you?" He climbs back onto the bed, turns the vibrator on, and rubs it along my thigh.

I gasp and arch my back slightly. "Yes."

"I couldn't completely lose myself in you that night because I had to make sure you were okay." He lines himself up with me, kneeling before me. He pulls me so I'm practically in his lap, but my back is against the bed. His cock teases my entrance as he slowly enters me. "I've thought about that night so many times over the past several years, and I told myself one day I would reenact it when we weren't being watched." He turns the vibrator on and I suck in a breath.

He rubs the vibrator from my naval down toward where we're joined. He makes short thrusts, rubbing his piercing against my inner walls. I clutch at the blankets beneath me. "I've wondered how many times I could make you come like this." The vibrator reaches my clit and he places it directly on me as he thrusts hard into me.

I come immediately, but he doesn't stop. He continues to thrust in me and hold the vibrator against my clit. One orgasm turns into another and I squeeze my eyes shut. I know I'm being loud, but I can't help it. I want it to stop, but at the same time I don't. He's grunting above me and I know it's taking everything within him not to come.

"Sir!" I cry out. I can't take it much longer. He turns the vibrator off and throws it somewhere as he thrusts into me over and over again, finally coming and collapses on top of me. I wrap my arms and legs around him, cocooning him in my warmth until he finally rolls off me and pulls me into his side.

I know I'm a mess, but I'm too exhausted to care right now. He kisses my shoulder. "Sleep, love." And I do.