Doctor's Orders [The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (9 page)

When he finally came in she held herself still, not giving in to the temptation to look up. She heard him moving around the room, making preparations, she was sure, for their evening. She heard the lighter, and then the scent of candles wafted through the room. Another click and the ceiling fan and light turned off. The room was bathed in soft candlelight and a delicious vanilla fragrance.

“This scent always reminds me of you, slave.”

She felt Nate’s fingers stroking her hair. She almost purred in contentment and pleasure. She could feel her pussy starting to cream in anticipation of the pleasure Nate would bring her.

“I am very pleased with how you have prepared yourself for me. Tonight I am going to push your boundaries a little bit. If at any time you want to stop, you say your safe word. What is your safe word, Brianne?”

“Red, Master.”

“Good girl. Let’s begin then.”

* * * *

Nate’s cock was already painfully hard against the zipper of his shorts. One look at Brianne kneeling so submissively and his cock had stood at attention. He had hardened further when she had continued to be still while he prepared the room. Now he knew he would never make it through the evening he had planned unless he took the edge off a little. He stroked Brianne’s silky hair before tangling his fingers in it and gently but firmly turning her face up to his.

“I think you will show me oral service to start this evening off, slave.”

“Yes, Master.”

Nate quickly shed his clothes. It really wasn’t fair of him to come first like this, but he was just too far gone to be able to hold back. He would make it up to her later with two orgasms for his one. He stood before her and spread his legs a little. She lifted up and took his balls in her left hand, caressing them, while her tongue snaked out and licked him from root to tip. His eyes almost rolled back in his head at the sensation. He knew he wouldn’t last long. He started reciting multiplication tables in his head to hold back and enjoy the pleasure.

Her soft pink tongue laved his balls, and then she opened wide to suck one into her mouth, scraping her teeth gently over him.
Holy shit.
He had taught her exactly how he liked to be sucked, and she had proved to be a star pupil. By the smile on her face, he could tell that she knew that at this moment it was she who was firmly in control. She might be the one on her knees, but she was the boss.

He tangled his hands in her hair to try and get some control back, but she chose that moment to suck the head of his cock in her mouth while flitting her tongue over the underside. He groaned as he realized that he had completely forgotten to continue reciting multiplication tables and his balls had drawn up, ready to explode.

Her head bobbed up and down, and the gentle suction combined with her torturous tongue had him teetering on the edge of orgasm. He could feel the climax start in his lower back and the pressure start to build with each stroke of her warm tongue. Her mouth felt like a hot, wet glove, and he gave up trying to hold back.

He groaned one last time, and his fingers tightened in her hair, holding her head in place, his cock in her hot mouth. The climax exploded from his balls and almost sent him to his knees. He spurted his cum into her mouth and watched, mesmerized, as she greedily swallowed every drop he gifted to her. She licked him clean and then sat back on her heels, waiting for his next command. She had a ghost of a smile on her face. The little witch knew that he was trying to fucking pull himself together after her devastating mouth and tongue. He shook his head a little to free himself from his daze and get the scene back under his control.

“That was excellent, Brianne. You have pleased your Master. We will continue now. I have many plans for you tonight.”

* * * *

Brianne sat back in satisfaction knowing she had literally rocked Nate’s world. The intense look on his face right before he came had amped up her own arousal. She was wet and swollen, and she desperately wanted to press her legs together to ease her throbbing clit. She knew that would not be allowed.

“Look at me, Brianne.”

Brianne looked up into Nate’s eyes. They were dark blue with desire and—dare she even think it—love?

“I think you need to be shown just how much I worship you, Brianne.”

Brianne watched as Nate reached into his bag and brought out cuffs, which he efficiently wrapped around her wrists and ankles. He ran his finger around each, making sure that the cuffs weren’t too tight. He brought her wrists behind her and clipped the cuffs together before pressing on her back so her shoulders and face were pressed against the floor and her ass was in the air. He reached into his bag again, and she could hear him opening a package.

“Stay in that position, Brianne. I need to give this new toy a quick wash.”

She heard water running, and then Nate returned and knelt next to her. His hands ran up and down her spine, and his mouth followed the same path, sending sparks to her already-tingling pussy. He kissed and nibbled her ass cheeks, and she could hear his chuckle as she squirmed in position. He spread her ass cheeks apart, and she moaned as his tongue explored her back hole. It poked and tickled, and she felt her cream dripping down her thighs and could smell her own arousal.

She jumped a little when the cold lube drizzled into her crack. Nate held her down with a firm hand at the small of her back. His probing finger at her ass was not unexpected. He had been exploring her forbidden hole since that first night, patiently using his fingers to stretch her. She had experienced anal sex before, with Rick, but had never enjoyed it. Rick had never prepared her, and all she had felt was embarrassment and pain. With Nate, it was completely the opposite. His patience never ceased to amaze her when it came to this or anything else. Perhaps he got this from being a surgeon?

She felt one finger press into her, more lube, and then a second finger was added. Her body shook as he moved his fingers in and out, scissoring them and stretching her tight entrance. She felt the pinch and then the burn and a frisson of delight ran up her spine and down to her toes. She whimpered when he removed his fingers, but they were quickly replaced with something else pressing against her hole, demanding entry.

“Breathe, Brianne, and press back against the plug.”

Brianne took a deep breath and pressed back against what felt like a log trying to gain entrance to her ass. She felt him begin to fuck her very slowly with it, and she pressed back with each thrust, becoming bolder as the slight pain changed to pleasure. He gained a little more ground each time, added more lube, and continued pistoning the plug in and out of her ass until it slid in to the hilt. Her breath came out in a hiss as she tried to become accustomed to the pressure of the plug. His hand patted her bottom in praise.

“Good girl, Brianne. I am very proud of you. Tonight, I am going to fuck this ass as is my right as your Master. The plug will make it easier and more pleasurable for you when I do.”

Brianne shuddered and almost came hearing the dark promise in his words. She had known this was coming, just not exactly when. They had discussed this possibility, as they discussed everything, and she had assured Nate she was open and eager for this experience with him. She knew that if she had expressed even the slightest hesitation this wouldn’t be happening, no matter how much he talked about a Master’s rights.

Strong, warm hands helped her to stand, and she lowered her gaze to the floor, her hands cuffed behind her back, legs spread, waiting for his next command. His hands cupped her chin, tilting her face up for his kiss. His firm lips came down on hers, and his tongue demanded entry. Her knees went weak as he slid his tongue sensuously along hers, sucking it into the cavern of his mouth. He lifted his head and nipped at her bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue.

“I have a gift for you, Brianne. A token of my worship.”

Brianne heard Nate rummage in the bag, and then his feet were back in her line of sight.

“Look up, Brianne.”

Brianne looked at, and her eyes fell on the glittering objects in Nate’s hands. They appeared to be chandelier-style earrings with green and blue beads. He held them up for her to inspect.

“Nipple clamps that I had made just for you. These are emeralds for your eyes and sapphires for mine. They symbolize our bond as Dominant and submissive. I hope you enjoy wearing them as much I will enjoy seeing you wear them.”

Holy shit!
They were emeralds and sapphires? What was Nate thinking? She couldn’t even wear these out to dinner. Could she? The thought of wearing them under her clothes in a public place made her blush with excitement.

“What thoughts just went through your head? They must have been good ones from the blush you are sporting. You can tell me later. Let’s see how these look on you.”

He leaned down and took first one then the other nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking until they stood at attention. She bit her lip in anticipation of how these would feel. She had read about them, but she was going to experience them firsthand.

She watched as he placed what looked like tweezers on each side of her nipple and pushed up the gold ring, tightening them until she made a noise of pain. He immediately backed the ring down just a smidge before quickly attaching the other clip to her nipple. She once again groaned at the pain, and he backed off again. The clamps were tight, and she licked her dry lips, unsure how to react to the foreign feeling of her nipples being constantly squeezed.

“Breathe, Brianne.”

She slowly took a breath and then another.

“Tell me how it feels. Do they hurt?” His fingers caressed the delicate undersides of her breasts.

She was about to say yes, but it wasn’t really the truth anymore. The pain was morphing into the most delicious pleasure. His fingers were caressing her breasts, and his hand would brush the beads, causing the clamps to tug slightly on her nipples. The sensation went directly to her clit, and she moaned as he gave the beads another swipe.

“No, Master. They don’t hurt.” Brianne could barely get the words out, the pleasure was so intense.

“I asked you to tell me how they feel, Brianne. You will do this now.” His hard, commanding tone brooked no refusal.

“Tight, Master. Like you are pinching and tugging them.”

“Does this excite you?” He brushed the beads again, sending sparks from her nipples to her clit.

“Yes, Master. It excites me very much. Thank you for the gift.” She almost groaned the answer.

Nate smiled tenderly down at her and continued brushing the beads back and forth.

“I’m glad you like my gift, Brianne. And what a sweet slave you are to thank me for it. My worshipping of you is not complete, of course. Come here, sweetheart.”

Nate led her to the end of the bed and faced her toward the top of the bed. She was standing in front of the footboard of his massive four-poster bed. He unclipped her wrists and massaged her shoulders. Her head lolled back as he kneaded her muscles.

He reached for something at the top of the high finial, raised her right arm, and clipped her wrist to a restraint. He moved to her left side and quickly did the same.

“Spread your legs wide, Brianne.”

She slid her legs far apart, and he restrained her ankles to the bottom of the bedposts. She was left standing in an X position with her arms restrained to the top of each bedpost and her ankles to the bottom, her feet planted firmly on the floor. She tugged on each restraint, but there wasn’t much give. He had restrained her well. His hand glided up her back and tangled in her hair, tugging her head back so she was looking in his eyes.

“You cannot imagine how beautiful you look restrained here for my pleasure. One more thing.”

He reached into his bag and brought out a black strip of fabric. Brianne knew what this was—a blindfold. He wrapped the thick cloth around her eyes, blocking out the subtle candlelit room. Her other senses came alive, and she could smell his scent, feel his breath on her neck, the brush of his hands as he fastened the blindfold snugly.

“Do you need to use your safe word, Brianne?”

Ah, her sweet Nate. She wouldn’t use her safe word for all the money in the world right now.

“No, Master. I don’t need my safe word.”

“Good girl. Let the worship continue.”

* * * *

Nate lifted her hair, breathing in her scent. His cock was already hard again at the sight of Brianne restrained so beautifully, just for him. The nipple clamps decorated her breasts, and he couldn’t help but reach over and give each of them a gentle tug. A moan escaped from her soft, full lips.

He began kissing her neck where it met her shoulder then trailed those kisses down her back, circling her heart-shaped ass. He tugged at the plug that was snug in her ass, jiggling it, and smiled to himself as Brianne tugged at the restraints, her breath coming in pants. She liked that more than she wanted to admit, he was guessing. He knew she had experienced anal sex with Dick, and that experience had been sadly lacking. He was determined that only pleasure would come from her experience with him.

He dropped to his knees, kissing the backs of her thighs while playing with the plug.