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Epilogue
Conner looked across the truck’s seat at Jessica, who was fidgeting as she always did when she was nervous. “Stop it, Jessie girl.”
Her hands immediately stilled as she looked over at him. “I’m sorry.”
“I know, baby.” His hand cupped her face and she leaned into it, closing her eyes. “Now, you know I love you, but I want you to understand that I expect total obedience. That should go without sayin’, but I want to make a point of it tonight. If you disobey me, I won’t hesitate to punish you. I won’t push beyond your limits, but I will push. Do you understand me?”
“Yes Sir.”
Conner climbed out of the truck and went around to Jessica’s side to help her. It couldn’t be easy getting in and out of a high truck like his with the short, tight vinyl skirt he’d picked out for her to wear tonight. He smiled as he considered how long he should allow her to keep it. Grasping her around the waist, he lowered her to the ground slowly, letting her slide against him all the way down. It tortured him more than her, no doubt, as he was tempted to simply turn her, bend her over the truck seat, lift her skirt and take her right there. He tamped down his raging desire and escorted Jessica into Decadence.
This was the first time they’d come to the club as a couple. The season had just ended and Conner had a lot of thinking to do about his future, but for tonight he just wanted to enjoy his little subbie. They’d been together for months now, and Jessica had moved into his ranch house a few weeks ago. He’d never been happier, but tonight was a test for both of them.
They entered the club and Conner automatically glanced around. Here in the main room nothing kinky was allowed, but there was still plenty of skin on display as people writhed on the dance floor or lounged in small groupings around it. He stepped up to the bar and got them both a bottle of water before stowing them in his bag and taking Jessica’s hand. The longer they stood around, the more nervous she would get. He wanted her filled with anticipation, not anxiety.
When they arrived in the common play area, where they would start their evening, he assessed the situation. At the far end of the room, a spanking bench was free. It was his preferred apparatus, but he still looked over the rest of the room before heading toward it. He dropped his bag and turned to Jessica.
Reaching up, he began to unbutton the sheer shirt that was over her lacy red bra. She stood obediently with her hands at her sides. His Jessie girl had come a long way—so far, in fact, that he’d only had to give her two punishment spankings in the last three months. He was so proud of her.
Next he turned her around and unzipped the skirt, pulling it off, leaving her standing in a pair of French-cut panties and the bra. She shivered a little and he knew it wasn’t from the cold. He helped her kneel on the bench and lean her torso forward to lie over the padded top and then restrained her, his cock hardening further inside his jeans with every buckle he snapped.
When he had her restrained, he stepped back. His girl was gorgeous, all bound and waiting for his attentions. A surge of love burst through his chest and he knew he’d love this woman forever.
Conner walked around to her front and knelt down. “You okay?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Then I’ll begin.” Standing, he unzipped his jeans and sighed in relief as his hard-on finally had some room. Stepping closer, he said, “Open your mouth for me, Jessie girl.” She did and he slid inside, closing his eyes as her warm, wet mouth closed around the head of his dick and then the shaft. He began to fuck her mouth and she kept a nice, tight suction just as he liked. Conner was so jacked up it didn’t take him long to come in her mouth and she swallowed everything he gave her. “That’s my good girl.”
After tucking himself back inside his jeans, he leaned down and placed a kiss on top of Jessica’s head before moving behind her again. He took hold of the sides of her panties and dragged them all the way down to her knees, then ran two fingers through her pussy. Jessica moaned. “Conner, please.”
“What did I tell you to call me tonight?”
“Sir. I’m sorry, Sir. It’s just—”
“Have I ever not given you what you needed, sugar?”
“No Sir.”
“But I’m going to make you wait for it tonight to teach you a lesson.” Jessica whimpered and his groin tightened. Having total control over her and her pleasure was a heady feeling. “First I’m gonna redden up this ass a little.” Reaching into his toy bag, he withdrew his flogger. He began flogging her bare ass and the tops of her thighs, occasionally brushing over her pussy. “No coming, Jessie girl.”
Jessica moaned again and he kept going. When her ass was a nice, uniform pink, he stopped and switched to a small wooden paddle. Conner rained blows all over her ass and thighs and Jessica began to groan with each stroke. He knew if he pushed her now she’d go into sub space, so after landing a few more strokes he hastily dropped the paddle and picked up a strap, hardly pausing before starting to stripe her delectable ass. Her head lolled and he kept going, watching her reactions even as he paid close attention to where the strokes were landing.
He stopped and put the strap down before plunging two fingers into her pussy while rubbing her clit with his other hand. She wasn’t so out of it she wasn’t hearing him, and he said, “Come for me, Jessica.” She jerked on the restraints as her pussy began to convulse around his fingers. She emitted a high-pitched, keening cry, and he knew there was nothing he loved more in the world than making his girl come—not bull riding, not the money he made from it—nothing.
A few moments later he gathered Jessica on a couch in a blanket and snuggled her. She looked up at him, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “I love you, Sir.”
“I love you, Jessie girl.” Shifting her so she was sitting up more, he watched as she winced. “Sorry about that, but I want you to pay attention right now, okay?” She nodded, her brows drawing down. He smoothed them out with his thumb and then took her face in his hands. “Marry me.”
“What?”
“You heard me, baby. You’re it for me and I hope I’m it for you. Marry me.” As soon as he
said the words, his brain, his body, his soul was at peace. She was everything he wanted.
Jessica’s face broke out into a huge grin. “Yes, yes, I’ll marry you!” She threw her arms around him and he squeezed her tight.
After a couple of minutes he pulled away and looked at his woman. “I’m taking you home. I want to celebrate, but I don’t wanna do it here.”
Jessica laid her hand over his heart. “I’ll go anywhere with you.”
The End
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Cassandra Carr is a multi-published author of erotic romance. She thinks the best part of being a writer is how she writes about love and sex all day (and all night!) while most everyone else she knows is struggling with daily commutes, micro-managing bosses and cranky coworkers. The inspiration for her stories comes from everywhere, but she’d particularly like to thank the Buffalo Sabres, the hockey team near and dear to her heart. Yes, she knows way too much about the Sabres and hockey in general, but hey, everyone has to have a hobby, right?
Cassandra lives in Western New York with her husband, Inspiration, and her daughter, Too Cute for Words. When not writing, she enjoys watching a few select shows on television and hanging out on Twitter. For more information about Cassandra, check out her website.
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