Fantasy Encounter with a Dom (14 page)

*****

Tim and Carrie went downstairs.

“Tim, I promise I will tell you if anything is incorrect. We’ve discussed how to hold
the different implements. I want you to show me technique. What do you want to start with?” Carrie asked.

Tim was hesitant and trembling. Surely he didn’t want to do the wrong thing or hurt Carrie, even look foolish.
He shrugged and wrung his hands nervously.

Carrie put her hands on her hips and gave him a
fierce look. “You need to take charge. At least in the bedroom. So pick something.”

“Spanking.” He said with a little gusto.

Carries face curled into a mischievous smile. “Alright then.”

It was the easiest thing for him to pick, so he thought, however Carrie corrected him plenty. Tim had her on the spanking bench, afraid he would become too turned on himself. She requested he try many different things
to spank her with. As he did he began to feel more comfortable. She did have him pull her over his lap.

“You need to ensure she’s correctly aligned on your lap. And that you are firmly holding her. You don’t want to strike her in the wrong spot.” Carrie assured
, as she stood and righted her outfit.

Tim stood and quickly adjusted his pants, annoyed he couldn’t control his own body for five minutes. Then he
could hear Keira screaming and it stabbed right through his chest. Their last tests were separate from each other and it pained him.

Carrie was checking her phone.

“She’s alright.” Carrie reassured him and touched Tim’s arm.

Tim nodded and bit the inside of his cheek. “So what else?
I mean I can’t have sex, no offense I just-”

“None taken. That isn’t necessary for our training.” Carrie smiled a wickedly sly smile.

“What?” Tim asked.

“Jarred has requested I teach you something.” She licked her lips.
“To kiss. I am going to teach you how to kiss.”

Tim was partly grateful and partly mortified when
she said she was going to show him how to kiss properly. “Carrie, I-I’m not sure.”

“It’s only a kiss and it’s for Keira.
” She insisted. “And Tim, let
me
kiss you.” She clarified.

He nodded and watched her eyes as they grazed over his face, his lips. His breathing increased as
she closed the space between them. Her left hand moved up his arm and her right pulled his hand to her waist. He sucked in a breath through slightly parted lips. Her fingers trailed up the back of his neck, which sent him reeling and his eyes closed. She took that moment to gently tug on his lower lip. Her warm breath grazed his sensitive chin, not used to being clean shaven. His hand automatically came to the back of her neck, matching her movement. His other hand slid from her waist to her back; pressing her body closer. Her tongue teased his lips a moment and he opened his mouth further, but she didn’t relent, she continued to nibble along his lips. Her sweet scent and her soft body pressed to his aroused him and he started to try and kiss her, but Carrie maintained control. She pulled back and warned him with her eyes and then continued some more. This time her nails scraped along his neck as she taunted his top lip, sucking it inside her mouth gently which elicited a moan from Tim. Finally, she darted her tongue inside playfully and he seemed to freeze, unsure. She swirled her tongue around his, coaxing him to join in and as his mouth opened more and relaxed the dance truly began. His hands cupped both sides of her head now as the kiss became an equal motion of sway and raw need for more. He began to pull back and gently kissed her now slightly swollen lips to end the kiss, despite his want to go so much further.
Damn she’s intoxicating.

Keira had tried many times to teach him but this was different, she was different. And he was g
rateful she never made him feel like less of a man. And it turned him on that she trusted him in the dungeon, alone. He learned one thing for sure, that he needed to be in better shape. Something Keira had harassed him about for years. For his health, for their sex life, and maybe because her attraction for him had dwindled. Her reaction to just his clean shaven face had put a fire in him to want to do more to please her.

*****

After Tim and Carrie’s ‘training’ they opened the bedroom door and Tim’s heart fell when the scent of sex blasted him; overwhelmed him. Carrie had warned him, told him he didn’t have to go. But he insisted. Jarred and Keira were both asleep. Keira was normally a light sleeper and she was out like a light. She had a smile of peace on her face that warmed Tim and forced his animosity away.
She was right, this is what she needed.
And I intend to be the man to give it to her.

Carrie cleaned up the discarded
implements; unhooked the cuffs from the headboard and pressed the covers around them. She kissed them each on the forehead and closed the door quietly behind Tim and herself when she left.

*****

Keira groaned in torturous pain as she rolled over still pressed against a body. The sun had faded and she realized she spent the day in bed with Jarred.
Oh no. Carrie and Tim, they’re going to hate me
. She brought her hands to her eyes, as they streamed in silent tears.

“Hey.” Jarred freed his arm from under
her and she rolled away. “Angel?”

She didn’t want to say anything, she felt like she betrayed Carrie and Tim, maybe even herself. She felt selfish.

“Keira.” His hand pulled her back. “Tell me.”

“I-we-” She couldn’t even say it as the room darkened.

“Angel-”

And this time she cut him off. “No
, I shouldn’t have. Carrie, I didn’t want to hurt her and Tim. He’ll never forgive me.” She sat up and sobbed.

“First
, Carrie and I talked about it.” Keira looked over at him who also sat up beside her. “Second, I am your Dom for this training. Your husband was fully aware and if he’s upset then I can talk to him. But he was also being trained to be your Dom downstairs with Carrie.”

Keira nodded and bit her lip. Not what she wanted to hear, but what she expected.

“How are you feeling?” He changed the subject as he motioned to her body.

“Sore as hell.” She flopped back.

He chuckled. “Yeah, I was a little rough on your nipples.” He reached to touch them and Keira pushed him away.

“Please, sir
.”

“How about your ass?”

She didn’t need to see his face, she heard the self satisfaction. “Hurts, sir. Honestly never experienced anything like that.” She let out an exhaustive sigh.

“The paddling?”

“That and the orgasm, sir.” She was not ready to get up, but her stomach growled and made her giggle.

“Come on little tiger.”

She tried to stand but her legs wobbled like jello. “I don’t know if I can walk.” She laughed nervously.

He chuckled. “Now that’s what I call a good fucking.”

“Hey. You swore.” She protested. “Sir.” She bowed her head.

“Here.” He lifted her up and carried her.

Keira’s heart palpitated in her chest. Tim hadn’t done that in ages. As they walked by Carrie and Tim, Keira flushed pink and turned into Jarred’s chest, still ashamed. Neither said a thing. He climbed the stairs with her naked body.

He set her on her bed upstairs.
“Get washed up and we’ll order in.”

“Ok
ay. Please.” She took his hand. “Tell them I’m sorry.”

“Angel
listen.” Jarred knelt down. “It was part of your training. There is nothing to be sorry for.”

She nodded. And he left.
Why do I feel like a terrible person then?
She managed to gather her things for a shower and willed her feet to make it over there.

“Keira?” Carrie’s voice came through the bathroom door.

“Yeah, come in.”

“Keira honey, I told Tim I wanted to talk to you first. I hope that’s ok
ay?” She asked.

“Yeah sure.” Keira scrubbed her body to rid the sweat a
nd sex and replaced it with cucumber melon. Her nipples refused to allow water to touch them, so she kept her back to the water. Her butt hurt, however it wasn’t the water that bothered it, it was the sitting. She was worried about the flight back tomorrow. She actually couldn’t believe they had to leave tomorrow. She turned off the shower and slowly grabbed her towel; her body still wouldn’t listen to her requests.

“Keir
a, let me get you some ice and vitamin K” Carrie said when she saw her step from the steam.

“Thanks and ibuprofen?” She turned.

“Brother.” She gasped. “Okay. Hope you can sit tomorrow on the flight back.”

“I was thinking the same thing.” Keira dried her hair and pulled out the blow dryer while she waited for Carries return.

Carrie came in with her bra. “Here, put the baggies of ice inside.” She set the cup of water and a small cup with two capsules in it.

“Thanks. Can I put some down my underwear too?”

Carrie burst out in laughter. Keira smiled and she felt a little better. “So Keira sir said you’re worried about me being upset?”

“Yes. It feels wrong.” Keira’s eyes looked down, she couldn’t face her. “I never expected-”

“Is that it? Or is it Tim?”

“Both, I’d never want to betray him either. I feel like I did this very selfish thing and I hurt you two in the process. I’m sorry.” Keira looked at her now, she always felt for an apology to be truthful
she had to say it as she had to look someone in the eye.

“Sweetie. It was training. You passed
, so I heard.”

“Oh god.” Keira dropped to the floor. “Tim heard it all. Didn’t he?” Tears ran down her cheeks.
The cool floor at least calmed her burnt bottom.

“Keira, talk to him. I think he’s alright.”

She looked at Carrie. “Did he? Did you?”

She smiled “Talk to him sweetie. I just wanted to let you know there is no animosity between us.”

Keira hugged her and then cried out, as the pain shot through her pained breasts. “Thank you Carrie.” She said to her as she left.

Keira just sat there. She knew she should get up, but her body fought her hard.

“Keira?”
Tim came into the bathroom.

“Help me up?”
Keira asked looking up.

Tim helped her all the way to the bed, which Keira reluctantly
eased herself onto. She put on the green dress that Jarred had asked her to buy. She wanted to wear it out and take them out to dinner. It was their last night.

“Keira-” Tim took in a big breath.

“Please don’t hate me.” She turned to him and kneeled before him. Her eyes pleaded forgiveness.

He had a smile that warmed her as his hand slid down her shoulders. “I’ve learned so much honey. But the biggest thing I have learned is that I love you even more.”

Her heart skipped a beat in that moment and despite all the pains on her body she wanted him then and there. No whips, no paddles, no nipple clamps. Just him. “I love you too baby.” She dropped her dress to the floor and straddled him.

“Wait. I um-well I wasn’t too happy
, when I realized that you had sex with him, but I want to be that man you need, and not just in the bedroom.”

Keira caressed his soft cheek and then began to unbutton his shirt. “Yes.” She whispered
and encouraged him.

“I’ve realized I’ve been neglecting you and well taking you for granted.
And you rarely complain. And I’m sorry.”

She kissed him to stop hi
m; pressed him back on the bed. Her body screamed at her, so she kissed down his body. The ibuprofen began to kick in and she pulled his hard dick out.
I’m so going to be in trouble
. She licked up his shaft and around the crown of his penis.

He sat up and pushed her back.

“What?”

“You’ll be punished.”

“So ask.” She knelt on the floor in her ice packed bra; she realized how ridiculous she must look.

“Later Keira. Dinner.”

She nodded.
That was a first, normally he had no control. Hmm. Maybe he was changing.

Keira re-dressed into her green dress and removed the ice. She put some make up on her eyes and lips. They intended to ask them to dinner tonight, their last night. She sent Tim down first to let them know. She came down the steps and all eyes were on her and for once she reveled in it. Enjoyed the attention, she didn’t shy away her eyes, she didn’t blush.
She stood a little taller, her confidence stronger.

Tim had conv
inced them that they were going to take them out this time. They ended up at a dark intimate pub. It was lined with local rugby memorabilia pictures, signed rugby balls in encased clear boxes, flags, and pennants on the naturally stained pine ceiling and walls. There were accents of forest green, including at their table in the booth they sat. Tim and Keira sat opposite Jarred and Carrie. Men and women opposite each other. Conversation was upbeat and lively despite the fact that they were leaving tomorrow, Keira almost felt a sadness about that.