Chapter 11

Easton

Christ, she's incredible. I've dominated a lot of women, and none of them compare to this experience. Faye is so pure.

I keep surprising myself with my ability to bring her to the dark side. I haven't worked with a newbie in so long that I don't remember it.

This isn't some random woman asking me to train her. She didn't ask me to train her at all. I took this on myself. I hardly gave her an option. The thought of letting someone else work with her still makes me cringe. It's not going to happen.

When I decided to bring her to the club before it opened, I hadn't intended to lead her straight to my third-floor play space and keep her all to myself. It just happened, and I'm not sorry. I really do not feel like sharing her.

I love that I'm standing before her naked body, and no one else can see it. I love that she's so fucking hot for me she can't stand still. Her nipples are perfection. Her pussy is dripping. The fact that she shaves nearly brought me to my knees when I first saw her bare pussy.

I will expose her on the second floor another night. I think she needs the experience. I'm not such a greedy bastard that I would deny her something she craves. But for tonight, I want her to myself. I want several of her firsts to be mine alone.

I'm taking my sweet time because it's so delicious watching her squirm and nearly beg. Her ripe body is desperate. She's struggling to focus.

I reach for the nipples I've been admiring and pinch them.

She rises onto her toes again, which is difficult with her feet spread wide. "Ohh…"

I pinch harder and twist, watching her closely to see if she likes the bite of pain. Some women do not. Faye's eyes roll back, though. She loves it.

"Please…"

Damn, I love that word coming from her lips. I love how she keeps licking them, unable to keep them damp. I will give her water as soon as I make her come. I release her nipples and lean in close so I'm breathing in her ear. "You'll come when I tell you to, baby. Not before."

I don't want to set her up for failure. There are few women I've met in my life who could come on command, and I have no idea if Faye might ultimately be one of them, but what I do know is she's very close to orgasm, and I will be able to recognize when she is on the edge. That's when I'll demand she peak for me…when it's inevitable.

"Yes, Sir," she breathes. I adore the shiver that wracks her body yet again.

"I need to taste you, baby. Are you ready for that? Are you ready to have my mouth on your pussy?"

"Yes, Sir…"

I drop to my knees, grab her thighs, and bring my mouth to her dripping pussy. The first lick makes me moan. She tastes like heaven. She's addictive. I'm going to want more. I will wake up tomorrow craving her on my lips.

When I suck her pussy into my mouth, she cries out. "Easton…"

I love my name on her lips. She knows exactly who is dominating her. She's with me and only me.

She's far too close to leave her hanging any longer, so I thrust my tongue into her tight cunt and then trap her clit with my teeth while I flick it.

Her breath hitches. She stops breathing. She's on the edge.

I release her, press my thumb firmly against her clit, and order, "Come, Faye."

She shakes violently as her orgasm washes over her. Her entire body is involved. And she screams. I love how uninhibited she is. She has no idea she's screaming. I need to remember that. If she screamed like that in the main room downstairs, she would interrupt everyone else's scene.

I ease my thumb off her clit only when she starts panting and struggles to hold herself up.

Instantly, I rise, wrap an arm around her middle, and reach up to detach her wrists from the pegs. Two quick jerks on the Velcro, and she collapses against me.

I brace her with my hands on her torso. "Can you hold on to me while I release your ankles, baby?"

She nods and grabs my shoulders as I squat before her.

I'm quick and have her cradled in my arms in seconds. She brings me to my knees. I didn't start this day picturing holding her naked body twelve hours later.

I grab a bottle of water from my minifridge, take a seat on the loveseat, and keep her tucked against me.

She pulls her arms in close to her chest and snuggles into my embrace.

I twist off the lid of the water and bring it to her lips. "You need to drink, baby."

She shakes her head. "Not thirsty."

I chuckle and use one finger to lift her chin so she has to look at me. "Did I ask if you were thirsty?"

Her eyes go wide. "No, Sir."

"Trust me. You're thirsty. It's important to drink plenty of fluids after an intense scene. I'd still like to lower you onto that bench and spank your bottom if you're up to it in a few minutes. Do you want that to be for fun or for punishment?" I lift a brow.

She gasps, sits up straighter on my lap, and opens her mouth to accept the water when I hold it to her lips once again.

"Good girl."

She downs nearly all of it. "You were right."

I grin. "I'm often right. I'm a Dom, after all."

She leans back in my arms and stares at me. "I should be embarrassed."

I cock my head to one side. "Why?"

She brings her arms in to cover her breasts. "I'm naked. You're not. And you just…"

"Ate your pretty cunt?" I supply.

She rolls her eyes. "Yeah, that."

I reach for one of her wrists and lower her arm. "Don't cover yourself, baby. I like looking at you, plus I think you crave the embarrassment. It's part of your need to be exposed. You want me to look at you. You want me to expose you."

She bites her lip. I know I'm right, but I know it's hard for her to admit. "No one has ever made me feel like you do before," she whispers.

I smile. "Sexy?"

"Yes."

"You are so unbelievably sexy. I'm sorry no one else has ever made you feel that truth, but I suspect it's not because no one saw you that way. I bet you didn't notice they were looking."

She slowly nods. "Maybe."

"Are you worn out? Or do you want to try my bench?" I wiggle my brows.

She turns to look at the apparatus in the center of the room. "I want to try it, Sir."

That one word does cruel things to my cock. If she notices it pressing against her, she isn't giving me any indication.

I rise, still holding her, and carry her to my spanking bench. It's my favorite piece of equipment. I had it specially made. It's one of a kind.

I lower Faye to her feet at the end of the bench and pull a hair scrunchie out of my pocket. When she glances to see me holding it between my lips while I remove the clip and gather her curls up on top of her head, she giggles. "Did you pull that out of thin air?"

After plucking it from my mouth to secure her hair, I chuckle. "A prepared Dom always has a hair tie in their pocket." I grab her hips and lift her. "Knees on the padded section below the bench."

She's trembling. I love it.

"Lean over the bench so your breasts hang between the two sections. Your face lines up with the hole in the third section."

The reason I love this bench is because it doesn't leave a woman's breasts flattened on the bench. It has an opening where they can hang below. The hole for her face keeps her from having to turn her head one way or the other.

"Good girl. Put your forearms on the other padded sections."

Her breaths deepen as she settles into position. She's like a piece of art. I want to worship her. I'm going to.

I adjust the armrests slightly, and then I move the kneepads wider and slightly closer to her arms.

She shudders violently. She's so exposed. I doubt she even realizes how fully on display she is with her pussy open like this. I can see her rosebud, too. Pink and tight and waiting for me to train it.

"I'm going to restrain you now. Remember your safeword."

"Yes, Sir."

I have an extensive restraint system on this bench, and I watch her closely as I move around. First, I secure her wrists, then her ankles. I pull a thick strap across the center of her back and then the back of her head.

She moans when I secure her head. Her body stiffens, and she lifts her hips off the bench. It's the only part of her not secured, but since she has tested me, I add yet another strap across her hips.

Now, her breathing is wild and erratic. She tugs and squirms.

I set a hand on the small of her back. "Relax your body, baby. Don't fight it. The restraints help you submit deeper. Give yourself to me."

"I'm nervous," she whispers.

"I know you are, baby, but I will never do anything to hurt you. Do you know why I've restrained you so totally?"

"Why?"

"Because every additional strap drove your arousal higher."

"You can't know that."

I chuckled. "I know everything. I know by the way you breathe, the color of your skin, and how you tense. I know by the soft moans you make, the smell of your pussy, and the arousal leaking out. You're so horny you're going to drip on the floor."

She moans deeply.

"It feels good to turn your power over to me. It feels good to submit."

She whimpers.

I slide my hand down to her fantastic ass. "This is the prettiest bottom I've ever seen." I move around to stand between her spread legs and palm both globes at once. I pull them apart, making her squeak.

"Easton…"

"I won't penetrate your bottom tonight, Faye. You're not ready for that. I haven't even been inside your cunt except with my tongue. But mark my words, one day I will push my finger into your tight bottom and make you come so hard you scream."

She clenches her cheeks as she moans. She's so turned on, and my cock keeps getting harder and harder as she responds to me so delightfully.

I slide my hands down to her thighs and pull her labia apart. I know the cool air in the room will hit her wet folds and drive her crazy.

She tries to lift her head and groans when she comes up short. Her panting is heavy. "Oh, God…"

I haven't done anything yet. My girl is so submissive that she's close to orgasm from the restraints and the fact that she's starting to realize the control I have over her body now that she can't move.

"Your pussy needs more attention, doesn't it, baby?"

"Yes, Sir. Please…"

"How many orgasms can you have in one evening?"

"I don't know. I've only ever had one."

I adjust my cock. Fuck me.

After releasing her perfect globes, I move to her side and reach under to fondle a loose breast.

Faye squirms as much as she can. "Sir…"

"It's powerful, isn't it? Submitting to me. Knowing I can touch you whenever and wherever I want. Knowing I decide when to stroke your skin or leave you wanting. Knowing that, at any moment, I'm going to spank your perfect bottom hard enough to send vibrations to your pussy and drive you mad with need."

The next sound she makes is unintelligible. And so sexy.

I tweak her nipple. "These rosy buds are so gorgeous, all swollen and tight."

When I release it, she whimpers again.

"Are you ready for my palm on your bottom, Faye?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Safeword?"

"Liver, Sir."

"Good girl."

I don't need to steady her, but I set a palm on the small of her back anyway and rub her bottom with my other hand. I land the first swat on one cheek, making her gasp and flinch. Without much hesitation, I spank her other globe.

She flinches again, but not as forcefully.

I spank all around her pretty globes and the backs of her thighs with about a quarter of the intensity I would normally use on a seasoned submissive.

When I pause, I slide my hand into her messy bun and lean toward her ear. "How are you feeling, baby?"

"Mmm."

Oh yeah. She's in subspace. I knew it was possible from how strongly she reacted to our previous scene at the peg board. All I did over there was lightly touch her before sucking her off, and she practically left the stratosphere.

This is more intense. She's more restrained, and I've added impact play.

"Do you want more, Faye?"

"Mmmhmm…"

I smile. "Words, baby. Ask for what you want."

"Please spank me harder, Sir."

"Good girl." I return to her hip and lean over her leg to see her pussy. Soaked. Her folds are swollen and red. I can't wait to make her come. But not before I spank her some more and drive her need higher.

I've never felt this Dominant over another woman. She has given me more power than any submissive I've ever commanded. She doesn't even fully realize that. She can't. She's too new to the lifestyle. She can't grasp the nuances of submission.

I spank her harder, enjoying the way her bottom grows redder. Her skin is pale, so it pinkens easily. It's gorgeous. I want to rub my cheek against her warm skin. I will in time.

I listen closely to the noises she makes, picking up on her arousal as it intensifies until she emits a long, low groan that fills the room. Her body shakes violently with need. She's on the edge.

I immediately reach between her legs and thrust two fingers into her cunt. Fuck, she's tight.

Faye screams. Her channel grips my fingers hard over and over as waves of her release crash through her. Copious amounts of her arousal run down my hand. It's the sexiest thing I've ever witnessed, and I've been a Dom for a long time.

I'm in so much trouble.