United and Dangerous - Cherie Benjamin (best motivational books for students txt) 📗

cuffed and bound to his whipping bench. 

"You will be getting five warm up slaps, then five punishment slaps.  Maybe next time you will remember that you will only speak when you have permission.  Count out loud with each slap and thank me for your punishment.  If you should forget to count, we will be starting over.  Nod if you are ready."  Ara nodded her head in acknowledgement.

Kane began the warm up slaps, checking after each one to make sure that they were causing only a slight blush to her flesh.  At the end, each of her lush ass cheeks was a lovely shade of pink.  The punishment slaps were strong and caused her ass to turn into a bright red color.  She loudly and consistently counted out each slap. He ran his finger along her folds, and, just as he figured, she was dripping wet.  "So, my little pet likes that?"

Ara did not dare answer; she waited until he gave permission.  Her ass did hurt some, but not painfully so, and she was so turned on she was sure that she could cum at any moment.

"You did so well, my little pet.  Now it is time for the fun." 

He walked over to the cabinet and picked out a small bullet remote control vibrator and a pair of butterfly nipple clamps. 

When he found them in Brook's shop, he knew that he had to have them.  They were going to look so fucking good on her perky, pink nipples.  He unclasped the cuffs from the metal loop at the head of the whipping bench and unclasped the cuffs on her ankles.  "Stand by the bench, my pet."

Ara crawled off the bench, stood in front of the bench, and waited for the next command.

"Come."  He said, leading her over to the suspension system.  Grasping her hands, Kane clamped the cuffs on the system above her head and raised the rack so she was stretched, but only just enough; her feet were still flat on the floor.  Kane bent over and flipped the latch that allowed the rings that were built into the floor to be pulled up and he clamped each of the cuffs on her ankles to each ring.  Walking around the back of Ara, he unclasped her bra and unhooked the straps.  Once it was removed, he threw it out of the way. 

Picking up the bullet vibrator, he slipped his fingers along the edge of her panties and rubbed her folds and slipped one, then two fingers into her slick wet heat.  Satisfied that she was ready, he pushed the vibrator in and returned her panties back into place.  Taking the remote, he turned it on the lowest setting; as soon as he did, her hips shifted forward.  "Does that feel good, my pet?  Is it better than my cock?"  Kane asked, wondering if she would slip again, but, as much as he knew from the look on her face, if she wanted to answer, she didn't. 

"You are not allowed to say anything other than your safe words.  Do you understand?  You may answer me."

"Yes, Master.  This girl understands."  Ara proclaimed. 

"What are your safe words?"

"Green, Yellow, and Red, Master."

"And what color are we now?"

"This girl is green."

"Hmm.  That is so fucking good."  Kane moaned.  Reaching out, he took hold of one of her rose-tipped nipples in between his fingers and began to roll and tuck on it, causing it to pebble.  As he continued with his fingers, he leaned in, and took the other into his lips, and began to suck and bite. 

Ara’s head fell back, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, the feeling of the vibrator pulsating in her pussy, and her Master’s mouth and fingers working over her nipples were quickly building her towards orgasm.  Fuck, she needed to calm down, but it felt so fucking good.  Then, all of a sudden, the vibration of the vibrator turned up higher and she noticed that Kane had attached the nipple clamps to each of her hard nipples.  Fuck, fuck, fuck that felt so good.  She desperately wanted to beg for him to allow her to cum, but she didn't want to disappoint him.  She decided to use the technique of naming all the states in alphabetical order in her head.  As soon as she thought of Arkansas, she felt the heat of a flogger against the underside of her breast.  The pain felt so fucking good, there was nothing she couldn do; she knew she was going to cum any second.  But she didn't have permission, what could she do? 

"YELLOW!"  She screamed.

Kane stopped in mid-stroke and turned off the vibrator.  "What is going on, my pet?"

"This girl was about to cum, Master.  She tried everything, but she couldn't stop it from coming."

Kane rubbed her alabaster arm.  "You did well, my pet.  Do you think you can continue?"

Taking in short, harsh breaths, Ara tried to calm down.  She wanted, no, needed to continue.   After a few minutes, she felt like she could go on.  "Master, this girl is ready."

"Good.  From now on, you can be as vocal as you want." 

Kane started the vibrator again on the medium setting and gave the chain attached to the nipple clamps a tug. 

"Fuck, that feels so good."  Ara moaned.

Kane took that cue to continue with the flogger.  He began hitting the underside of each breast, each of her ass cheeks, and her cloth covered pussy.  Fuck, he was so fucking hard that his cock was jammed against the teeth of his zipper.  Dropping the flogger, he unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor, where he kicked them to the side. 

Taking his long, thick cock in his hand, he gave it a few hard pumps.  He needed to be in that pussy.  Gripping the sides of her panties he ripped them off and reached up and as he stroked her folds, he pulled the vibrator out, causing her to scream. 

"Master, may this girl cum?"  Ara begged.

"No.  Not until I tell you."  Bending down and releasing her ankles from the cuffs, he stood back up and pick up her legs, placing them around his hips, and, in one powerful thrust, he filled her completely.  Fuck, that felt so fucking good. 

Ara arched her hips to meet his powerful thrusts; he was so big. With each thrust, he was bringing her into a frenzy of yearning need.  "Master, please."

Kane thrust once, twice, then, on the third time, he felt his orgasm approaching. Reaching up, he pulled the chain once more and yelled.  "Cum for me now!"  And he felt her convulse around him, which made him to find his erotic release.

Ara felt as if she was drifting along the clouds.  Her body was so lifeless and her mind swirled in ecstasy. 

"Ara, sweetie, come back to me."  Kane implored.  Ara’s eyes were closed and she couldn’t open them, they were so heavy.  He had heard of submissives drifting in sub-space, but had never experienced it with any of his submissives. 

He had taken off her cuffs, took off the nipple clamps, and had her wrapped in a robe before they were sitting on a small couch, and he was holding her tight.

Ara felt so warm, so secure and then she heard his voice.  The voice of her Master, her love calling for her to open her eyes. As hard as it was, she willed them open to come face to face with her Master’s concerned eyes.

"Oh, baby, there you are."

"What happened?"  Ara whispered.

"It is called sub-space.  The scene was so intense that you fell into it.  How are you feeling?"

"Good, but confused."

"Come, let me take care of you, my love." 

Kane carried her out of the room and down the hall to their bedroom.  Taking her into their bathroom, he started running the bath and turned on the jets.  Lowering her into the bath, he climbed in behind her.  He washed every inch of her body, laying loving kisses along the way.  He checked to make sure that there was no damage from his punishment, the flogger, or from the nipple clamps.  After providing her with her second bottle of water, he took her from the tub and laid her across the bed, where he dried her rosy flesh and applied the arnica cream to her still blushed ass.

They spent the remainder of their free weekend discussing the scene, and making love.  They were gentle and caring, but they also fucked like animals.  It was wonderful to just be Kane and Ara, Dom and Submissive, because, soon enough, the demands of their positions in the family would require them to be Don and Donna.  

Chapter 11

 

In a small club in the Upper East Side of New York, Sebastian Morotti was sitting at a table, back in the corner away from the main area of a club.  He had been holed up in his hotel since arriving in New York, but he needed to get out of the room.  Picking up his drink, and taking a long hard drink, he thought about how he could get his family back, not the actual family, but the power of the family.  He knew, at this point, that Kurtus was dead or he would have tried to contact him by this point.  In addition, he knew that Kane Leone had done it; there was no way in hell that it was that little girl.  Fuck, there was no way that shitty bitch could do it.  What the hell was his father thinking when he made this girl ruler over the family and allowing the motherfucking Leones to be a part of it.  He was going to see to it that all the Leones were killed off, but he needed a plan, and he needed help.  Fuck that, he would need a shitload of help. 

"Sir, is there anything else I can get you?"  The waitress asked.

Sebastian looked at the girl up and down as his dick stirred to life.  Fuck, it had been weeks since it had been wet, and Judithe was nowhere around when he needed her.  He needed some relief, and this young little thing might be just do the trick.  "Another drink would be wonderful, and, may I say, you are the most stunning creature I have ever seen."  Sebastian flirted.

Lisa blushed brightly.  She was a college student at NYU, and was working here on the weekends just for fun.  Her roommate was a bartender and had talked her into it.  She was from Chicago and had led a very sheltered life.  She was home schooled by her mother, who did not work out of the home.  Her father was always away on business, something to do with computers.  When she had been accepted to NYU, her father wasn't happy, but after a few phone calls, he seemed more at ease.   Lisa was unsure about the man before her, but she knew from the cut of his suit he had money and lots of it.  Some of the girls in the dorm had been talking about the fact they had found themselves some Sugar Daddies and they always had money, fine clothes, and beautiful jewelry.  It wasn’t something she felt comfortable about until she met this man.  

"Thank you so much, Sir."

"Oh, baby