Page 15 of On His Terms
“I’m not sure I understand, Sir.”
“I’m happy to show you. If you don’t want another demonstration, afterward you’ll remember your manners.” He cupped her breasts and squeezed mercilessly.
“Oh, God! I understand. I’m sorry, Sir!” she gasped. “Thank you! Thank you!”
“That’s better. Now your nipples.” He pinched her, quick and hard before releasing her.
To catch herself, she had to lock her knees.
“Nothing to say?” He repeated the process, this time using a ridiculous amount of pressure.
“Argh!” Tears welled in her eyes. “Thank you, Sir.”
To drive home his lesson, he slapped between her legs. “I could use an implement.” He leaned toward her, keeping her gaze trained on him. “It would hurt much worse than my hand.”
“Thank you for your kindness, Sir.”
He fingered her beautiful pussy without bringing her any pleasure. When she didn’t thank him quickly enough, he spanked her again. “Now open your mouth.” He donned a new pair of gloves while she watched and waited, wavering back and forth.
As he repeated what he’d done earlier, but without tenderness, she squeezed her eyes shut.
When he gave her a moment’s reprieve, she muttered her gratitude. Then he went on, “Now show me that ass.” Because he’d already stretched her anus, and because her rear passage had already been lubed, he squirted only a small amount of gel onto his fingertips before entering her with no prior verbal warning. This time, he finger-fucked her as she whimpered her gratitude. “Now, girl, kneel back and think about the differences in those experiences and how thankful you are that I was so lenient with you the first time.”
Chapter Three
Emotion, regret, resolve, and the residual pain from his demonstration overwhelmed her. Chelsea had begged him to train her, but she had to admit that he was right. She’d really had no idea what she’d been asking for. It was a long way from kink that made her giggle to…this.
She struggled into the position he’d said, fighting for breath as she placed her upturned hands on her thighs. He draped a blanket around her shoulders.
With resounding clarity, she realized she’d never been with a true Dom before. At the parties she’d attended, she’d observed a couple of scenes. Even here, tonight, she’d observed interactions, and still, she hadn’t understood.
The last ten minutes with Alexander had changed everything for her. She finally understood that being a sub wasn’t just about getting an occasional mind-blowing spanking. It was about transcending or transforming your perceptions. Whips and cuffs might be part of it, but they weren’t all of it.
As she tried to steady the rollercoaster of thoughts and feelings deep inside her, she drank in a few breaths.
“Please look at me,” Master Alexander said in a soft and reassuring voice. He didn’t sound like the same person she’d just been with.
She glanced up to see him standing in front of her, holding an uncapped bottle of water.
Somewhere along the line, he’d removed the cowboy hat. Now that she saw his whole face, he looked even more implacable. His short, dark hair was swept back from his deeply lined forehead. His gaze seemed to penetrate her, as if he saw past the outer facade that almost everyone, including her family, knew, and into the inner depths she’d never revealed to anyone. Maybe not even herself.
“Drink some of this.” He extended the bottle.
Her hand shook as she accepted. Several drops of water splashed over the side. After managing a few sips, she offered it back and swiped her hand across her mouth before resuming the correct position.
“Parsley?” he asked.
Chelsea rose to the challenge in his tone. “No chance, Sir.”
“There’s no shame in stopping this,” he said. “Many people find they want something lighter, that they’re not cut out for anything other than an occasional scene. That’s a perfectly viable option.”
“Even if people rarely indulge, aren’t there still expectations?”
“There are. But not all Doms are as firm as I am about inspections and impeccable service. As long as you’re somewhat well behaved, you’ll satisfy most Tops.”
“But right now I will not satisfy the most discerning Doms, Sir.” Like Master Evan C.
“True. But plenty of people just want a little kink, and maybe get their cock sucked or pussy licked.”