Boundless Desires (His Dirty Secret Book 4) (6 page)

Without another word, Tyler leaned down and fastened the leather mask around her head, making sure that it was secure without being too tight. Immediately, Isobel had to fight to catch her breath. She was plunged into a darkness that was so complete that she couldn’t even make out shadows, and the sound of her heart beating was so loud that she could physically hear it.

“Calm your breathing, my pet. Slowly, in and out.” Tyler’s words came from the right side of her, and she was amazed that she hadn’t felt him get up off the bed.

Come on, Isobel, you can do this. Concentrate on listening to try and get some clues as to what he’s doing
. She gave herself a quick talking-to and then tilted her head to one side to try to hear him move.

Isobel felt the mattress dip a little as Tyler got up on it, and she held her breath as she waited for whatever he was about to do. She didn’t have to wait long as she soon felt the warmth of his breath on her left nipple and his tongue circled her areola and flicked over the hardening peak.

Her breath escaped her in a hiss as his tongue was quickly followed by his teeth clamping down onto her nipple, holding it in place while his tongue flicked over the top. While he used his mouth on one tit, his hand came up to caress the other, once again teasing her nipple by rolling it between his thumb and forefinger and then giving it a pinch that made her yelp.

“I’ve always loved how responsive your body is.” He raised his head to murmur the words to her. “The slightest bit of pain turns you on so much, doesn’t it, my little slut?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her words came out on an exhale and she tried to push her chest upwards so that he would resume what he had been doing.

“How does it feel to have your nipples tortured? I want you to describe it to me.” His voice was firm as he gave her the instruction.

Isobel shook her head side to side. She really didn’t think that she would be able to tell him what it was like.

“It wasn’t a request, little slut. You have to at least try because if you don’t the punishment will be much worse than your embarrassment over using words you’re not used to using.”

She took a deep breath and tried to formulate the words in her mind. “It feels amazing.” Her voice was low, almost a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear. “It almost feels as though you’re going to bite my nipples off. And the heat from your breath mingles with the coldness of your saliva and sends tingles straight through to my lower body.” Wow. Was that really her talking?

“Where does it send the tingles, my pet?” As he spoke, Tyler lowered his head back down to suck her right nipple between his lips, flicking his tongue over the pebbled flesh and making her moan in reaction.

Isobel gasped as he bit down. “The tingles go to my…” Her words trailed off and Tyler raised his head once more. “Cunt. They go to my cunt, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Actually it was. Isobel was still mentally cringing at having to describe it so explicitly to him. But she knew that he was nowhere near finished yet so she shook her head to indicate that ‘no, it wasn’t so hard’.

She felt Tyler get back up off the bed and strained to listen to where he might be going and what he might be doing next. She heard the unmistakable sound of a match being struck, and instinctively knew what was about to happen. The soft footsteps of him walking back towards the bed had her squirming and straining against the cuffs, trying to get away from him while she shook her head frantically.

Tyler laughed softly. “You’ve had this done to you before, Isobel, so why are you so scared now? If I remember correctly you actually enjoyed it and begged me for more the last time.”

“That was different. I could see what you were doing then.” She knew she was being unreasonable, but she couldn’t help herself.

“The only difference now is that you won’t be able to see where the next drip of wax is going to land. Would you rather you could see so that you could prepare yourself, or should the element of surprise be an added bonus?” He had his stern voice on now, making Isobel think rationally before she responded.

“I think that Sir should do what he sees fit.” It was the first time that she’d called him Sir when she wasn’t directly answering question, but it just rolled off her tongue naturally and Isobel didn’t give it a second thought.

She was rewarded with another kiss on her forehead. “That was a very good, my pet. I’m proud of you.” She felt herself get warm with his praise and her clit gave another little throb of awareness.

“So me tormenting your nipples turns you on, correct?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Does it make your cunt ache, little slut?”

She felt herself blushing again. “Yes, Sir.”

“If it makes you feel better, you should know that I lit the candle for atmosphere, not to use the wax on your body this time.” Isobel sighed with relief, but it was short lived as she felt a sharp electric current hit her directly on her clit.

“Fuck! What was that?”

“Are you asking me questions, slut? Since when did it become your place to question me?” Isobel felt the object touch her again and she tried to squirm away from it, to no avail. “For your information I’m touching you with a wand. It is exactly what it sounds like, but unlike a vibrator I can alter this to give you pleasure
or
pain.” He touched her clit again, but this time she felt vibrations running through her sensitive nub, rather than an electric shock.

He held the wand to her clit, making her squirm for a completely different reason this time. “Does that feel good?” he asked.

“God yes!” Ribbons of pleasure seemed to be winding their way through her body, and Tyler kept the wand in place and leaned over to suck her nipple back into his mouth. “Yes, just like that, please!”

Immediately the stimulation stopped, and she could have cried. What was he going to do next? Would it hurt or would it feel good? She strained to hear what he was doing, hoping to get a clue but not having any luck.

Tyler touched her with the wand again, this time on her tormented nipple, and her back arched up off the mattress as she gasped for breath. Tyler then removed it and touched her pussy lips with it and she cried out. “Ouch! Shit!”

Isobel felt him move away from the bed again, and didn’t know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to call out for him to come back. She felt him undoing her ankle restraints and frowned in confusion. Then he moved to the top of the bed and did the same with her wrists, untying the ropes and setting her free. Isobel hoped that the blindfold would follow, but she was to be disappointed.

“Roll over, my pet.” She did as he asked without question, rolling over onto her stomach and resting her head on her folded hands. Her tits were pressed into the mattress and he took hold of her hips and raised her buttocks slightly, sliding the pillow underneath her stomach to keep her in position. Tyler then reattached Isobel to her restraints, adjusting their length to accommodate her new position.

With her ass in the air Isobel knew that she was completely open to both his eyes and his body, and she didn’t think that she had ever felt so self-conscious before. She wished that he would remove the blindfold so that she could at least see what he was doing, but she refused to ask him.

Isobel felt Tyler step away from the bed again, and then there was nothing for what felt like an age. She could hear no sound from anywhere in the room, but she also hadn’t heard the door open so Isobel knew he hadn’t left. And in all reality, where exactly would he go? They were in an airplane thousands of feet in the air, so it wasn’t as though he could pop off to the local bar.

After what felt like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, Isobel gave a sigh of relief when she felt rather than heard him return to the bed. Her relief was short lived when she felt something touch the top of her thigh, stroking up and down before she felt the crack of whatever it was strike her skin.

“Fuck!” The pain was instantaneous and she instinctively bucked and pulled against her restraints. Her mouth opened and she let out a yell, but the sound was muffled as some kind of fabric was pushed between her lips. As her tongue touched the cloth she realized that he had pushed her own panties into her mouth and effectively gagged her.

“If you’re not going to be more specific with your words, then you won’t be allowed to speak at all. But I promise you this, little slut; we will be working on your vocabulary very soon.”

He brought what she had figured out to be a cane back down on her opposite thigh, and Isobel let out another muffled moan as the initial sting turned into a radiating heat almost immediately. Again and again he lashed her, pausing for just a moment between strikes and giving her just enough time to brace herself for the next one.

Isobel moaned again, knowing that her pussy was getting wetter with each blow. Instead of dreading the next strike, she actually started to look forward to it, and her cunt ached and longed to be filled.

Tyler stopped hitting her with the cane and then Isobel felt his hand in her hair, pulling her head back firmly as he pulled the panties out of her mouth. She felt the mattress dip underneath her upper body and then the unmistakable feeling of Tyler kneeling at her head. She just had time to gulp in a mouthful of air when he rammed his cock between her lips, pushing his length down her throat and making her gag.

He resumed striking her ass with the cane while he slowly thrust into her mouth, one hand in her hair holding her head up off the bed. Isobel wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Her body ached to be fucked, but she knew that he didn’t intend for that to happen for quite a while yet.

“Do you know what I would like right now?” He didn’t wait for her to even try to answer, knowing that she wouldn’t have been able to anyway. “I’d love to see another man climb up behind you and slide his cock into you while I fuck your mouth.”

Isobel groaned deep in her throat. Being fucked by two men at the same time had always been a fantasy of hers, but it was a fantasy that she had kept secret and not even shared with Tyler. Hearing him say that he wanted it was almost enough to make her come there and then, even if he was just saying it see what kind of reaction he would get from her.

With a shock she realized that if he was serious and it did turn out to be something that he wanted in the future, she would let it happen. At that moment she was struck by the realization that she would do anything and everything this man told her to do.

Tyler grunted as he rammed his cock back down her throat, holding it there for a few seconds before pulling all the way back out. Isobel was panting for breath and drool was dripping off her chin, soaking the sheet beneath her. Her pussy was so swollen and wet that she could feel the stickiness of her juices as they dripped out of her.

“Would you like that, little slut?” His voice was hoarse and shaking, and Isobel knew that he had been close to coming. “To be fucked by two cocks at the same time?”

She didn’t know how to answer him. If she said yes, would he think that he wasn’t satisfying her? But if she said no, her deepest darkest fantasy would probably never come true.

“I want an honest answer, my pet. The only way you’ll piss me off is if you lie to me. Do you want to feel two cocks fucking you at the same time?”

She felt her face flaming red, but she took a deep breath and nodded her head. “Yes, Sir, I think I would.”

Tyler got off the bed and then leaned down to give her a kiss. “Maybe one day in the future we’ll give it a try. But not until I think you’re ready for it.”

He repositioned himself at the foot of the bed, and Isobel heard him pick something up. Something cold was trickled between her ass cheeks, and she knew that he was lubing her up ready for whatever he was going to do next. She moaned as she felt his finger circle her hole, making sure that the puckered flesh was slick enough for him to use without hurting or damaging her in any way.

His fingers slid downwards, slipping between her wet folds until he found her swollen clit. She moaned again as he flicked over the top of it and then withdrew, slipping a finger, or was it two, inside her waiting hole. She felt herself contract around him, gripping his fingers tightly for fear that he would remove them, and he laughed throatily.