On Becoming His - Lessons Learned (15 page)

Inching closer, he slipped his cock from his pants, bot bothering with lowering the material to the floor. Luke pressed the tip of his dick to her pussy lips and gripped her hips. Grunting, he shoved the entire length of his shaft into her cunt, the force pushing her face hard against the comforter.

“Oooohhh!” Her cry was strangled, breathless.

Luke sucked in his breath as her pussy muscles clenched around the forced invasion, licking his dry lips before pulling out his cock. He thrust into her again, this time even harder the sound of his balls slapping savagely against her ass giving him a thrill.

“
Aaahhh!”
Jerking up, she arched her back, her hands gripping the dense material of the comforter.

He repeated the move several times as his heart pumped hard in his chest.

She moaned with every hard plunge, goose bumps popping along her arms and back.

“You’re all mine. Never forget that.” His voice almost unrecognizable, he leaned over her
placing both hands beside her shaking body. “Never.” Luke bit down on the back of her neck, his sharp incisors digging into her tender skin easily.

Her body tensing, Jessie threw her head back, her mouth opening in a silent scream.

Luke remained frozen, biting down even harder until he could taste blood. When he eased back, he removed his cock from her wet pussy, immediately sliding the tip of his dick up to her asshole. His shaft was wet enough he wouldn’t hut her. Without hesitation, he thrust his dick into her dark hole.

“
Ggggggoooooddd!” Her scream was full of anguish, her fingers clawing into the bed. Panting, she shifted back and forth, her body shaking all over.

“Mine.” Grunting, the sound low and husky, he eased his cock out and plunged into her again, relishing at not only the warmth
, but also the way her ass muscles constricted around his shaft. Goddamn she was hot and wet. He closed his eyes as he lowered his head and began to drive in and out of her tight hole, every move becoming more and more brutal.

Jessie never tried to fight him, merely accepted what he was giving her, and her moans of anguish turned into mews of pleasure.

“Yyyeeesss…” Luke kept the pace for several minutes, indulging in the intense sounds of their fucking. As he gripped her hips, digging his nails into her skin, he concentrated on the sounds and smells of their carnal act. He could feel his balls swelling with cum, his needs getting to the uncontrollable point.

“
Ooohhh…” Whimpering, she arched her back as she lifted her head.

Even from his angle, he could see a look of total submission on her face. Pumping harder and faster, Luke couldn’t hold back any longer. His orgasm racing up from his toes to the inside of his thighs, he grunted and growled, every sound more barbaric than the one before. The second he sensed cum shooting up his shaft, he shoved his cock all the way inside and stopped moving. “Fuck!”

“Sir!”

For a few minutes all light and sound stopped, shoving Luke into a vacuum. He opened his eyes and could swear he was in another place and another time. A few minutes later he eased back from her, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Brushing his fingers up from her ass along the length of her spine, he leaned over and kissed her shoulder, the
words said a hoarse whisper. “Right now, you’re a very good girl.”

“Yes…Sir.”

There was nothing more beautiful than the way a woman’s skin shimmered with perspiration after being fucked hard and tonight, Jezebel was positively glowing. He loved cumming in her ass, craved filling her with his sperm. He was a man after all. The thought giving him a slow and fastidious growl, he glanced toward her nightstand, an idea popping into his head. “Tonight you’re going to have me inside of you while we’re out. All night long.”

“Sir?” Jessie cocked her head, trying in vain to see what he was doing.

Nodding, he grinned as he brushed the tip of his finger across the seam of his mouth and closed the distance to the small drawer. He was well aware of the goodies she kept inside, able to gain easy access when she was horny. Hmmm… Now more often than ever before. Tugging the ass plug from the drawer, he grinned. “Tonight you’ll keep my cum inside of your until we return.”

Twisting her head, her eyes opened wide.

While she remained quiet, Luke knew she longed to say something, perhaps push back. To her credit she lowered her head again yet again. As he moved back behind her and slid the tip of the rubber toy up and down the crack of her ass, he knew the piece wouldn’t hurt her. Jessie would feel full enough to remember his cock. The discipline was something he hadn’t attempted before. Taking one hand, he pulled back her ass cheek, exposing her rosy hole. “All night. I’ll take this out when we return. Do you understand me, Jezebel?”

“Yes, Sir.” Jessie’s voice
was guarded.

As he slipped the dildo inside, twisting the shaft back and forth, he grunted. For her to keep his cum inside of her for a few hours was more than just decadent. When the plug was firmly placed inside, he patted her ass. “Very good girl.”

A slow breath escaped her mouth, every part of her body trembling.

Luke took his time unfastening the handcuffs and when she was freed, he sat down on the edge of the bed, drawing her shaking body into his arms. “Jezebel.”

“Sir.” The single word was filled with so much remorse.

He shook his head as he rubbed her arm, then pushed the strands of damp hair from her face. Gazing down, he could tell she was in a heightened state, certainly not the subspace everyone always talked about, but one of quiet peace. Perhaps this was indeed what she needed to make her feel whole.
“You did very well. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she sniffled, nuzzling into his chest. Her hand opened wide, her fingers caressing his skin. “I…well…I’m sorry.”

“I know you are.” Luke held her tightly, rocking her back and forth until her tears subsided. Very gingerly he eased her back and lifted her chin. “I know you are, but even with your spanking, you aren’t absolved of your ugly behavior tonight.”

Jessie’s eyes opened wide. “I was very wrong.
I know. Believe me I know.”

“Yes, you were. I can’t even begin to tell you how disappointed I am. In truth, I don’t even know how to explain what I’m feeling. My blood was boiling, something I never allow to happen. I was enraged. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Sir…I…” Jessie exhaled slowly and sat up, wincing. “I don’t know what happened.”

“I think you do, but we’re going to talk about it later. We’re going out tonight as I promised.
As I said, I refuse to disappoint people because of your behavior. Get dressed. I’m going to go finish getting ready myself. We leave in thirty minutes.” Luke patted her thigh and rose from the bed. He gave her a nod and walked toward the door, sucking in and holding his breath. This was such a defining moment.

“Sir.”

He could tell how upset and concerned she was by the anguished tone of her voice. “Yes, Jezebel?”

“May I… Um, am I allowed to wear my collar?”

Luke stood taller, allowing a full minute to pass by before he answered, and he did so without turning around. “No, Jezebel. Tonight you aren’t going to be wearing your collar.” Very slowing he walked toward the dresser, taking the beautiful piece of jewelry into his hands. Whether of not she knew what he was doing, he couldn’t be certain. Rubbing his finger across the silver band, he envisioned the very day he’d given Jessie the collar. The day and the moment had been one of the most incredible of his life. Taking the very symbol away from her, even for a short period of time, wasn’t something he took lightly. This was such an honor for her, as the acceptance was for him. His heart ached from feeling like he had to do the awful deed, yet he had no other means of having her understand as well as accept her responsibilities in being a true submissive. They needed to move to the next level.

As he walked out of the bedroom and into the master bathroom, he
didn’t utter another sound, refused to even blink. Before he closed the door, he could hear her stifled sob. Dear God, he needed a shower, something to soothe the ache burrowing into every part of his body, his very soul.

He turned on the water, clucking his jaw as he removed his clothes. Luke caught a glimpse of his reflectio
n and was taken aback. So he glared at the man who stood staring at him, no longer certain if he could like the brute hiding behind sophisticated clothing. Shaking his head, he stepped into the shower. Immediately he palmed the tile wall, allowing the water to cascade down his body. He’d never felt like such a total failure and a freak in his life.

****

Jessie re
mained on the bed, watching Luke walk away and into the bathroom. Her ass was aching mostly from the thickness of the plug. Was he really going to make her wear the damn thing all night? She squirmed knowing the answer. This was going to be more embarrassing than…than being without her collar. My God, he took her collar with him. She didn’t need to look toward the dresser to know. He’d taken the single piece of jewelry she loved more than anything away from her. There wasn’t a part of her body that wasn’t tingling. She shifted across the comforter and immediately the material dug into her ass. “Ouch.” The word was said under her breath, mostly because the slip of pain she was feeling on her skin was nothing in comparison to the wretched, disgusting emotions she had boiling into every molecule of her body. She was stupid. Pathetic.
Horrible.

How many a
djectives could she think about labeling herself with? Not enough in her opinion. She touched her neck, fingering the area where the collar should be, missing the weight of the ruby that was usually nestled in the middle of her collarbone. What few people could appreciate was how revered the collar was. She clenched her eyes shut, fisting her hands, and allowed a slow hiss to escape. This was much more horrible than she’d ever imagined. How was she supposed to get ready for tonight without her collar? No, she knew she didn’t deserve to wear the honor. Not after the vile words she’d spewed of. Rubbing her wrists, she turned and the sight of the handcuffs still attached to the headboard gave her shivers instead of a smile. Maybe she needed to be manacled more often.

Jessie heard the sound of the shower and nibbled on her bottom lip. The night was going to be so difficult to get through. There were so many questions that had only recently surfaced and she was having difficulty putting them into a neat box. Maybe there wasn’t any way of doing so. Several minutes had to have passed by while she was daydreaming. Luke would expe
ct her to be beautiful and well coifed when he opened the bathroom door.

She just couldn’t do this and couldn’t believe he’d force her to go without… Her thoughts trailed off. Her behavior alone was the reason for this. Sliding off the bed, she walked toward the mirror and turned, studying her red ass. Served her right. Groaning, she eased her hand behind her back, rubbing her fingers up and down on
e cheek, cringing as a tiny sliver of pain washed through her. The spanking had been minor and still she’d cried. Well, not from the pain. Her tears were totally about being so embarrassed. Throwing a tantrum of that magnitude was stupid. Jessie snared and sniffed before allowing the tip of her index finger to slide back and forth across the end of the dildo. She clenched her ass muscles, shocked at how good the rubber piece actually felt in her ass.

But wearing the thing all night long? She’d never worn one for longer than maybe an hour. Two tops. Yes
, he had made her wear this very one once when they’d gone to the grocery store, but nothing longer. And Lordy she’d been so embarrassed the entire time, as if the customer and staff knew she was walking around with a butt plug up her ass. Jessie wiped her eyes and wiggled back and forth. Yes, the damn dildo gave her wild and crazy tingles racing down her body. Luke was cruel. So cruel. This was a moment she could stamp her foot like a kid. The man knew her oh too well. Damn him. The tears continued to fall, ones of frustration and uncertainly and abhorrence.

Sighing, Jessie wiped her tears and walked toward her closet door. Of course she was going to have to look particularly hot tonight. Luke would accept no less. The moment she opened the door and turned on the light, sorrow washed over her. She was single handedly destroying the best thing in her life. Why? Because she was terrified there was another woman in his life. If there was, she wasn’t certain she had the strength to fight.

As tears slipped out of her eyes, she studied her wardrobe. A few seconds, or minutes or who the hell knew how long passed by. And she realized something important. Why did she give a shit about what she was wearing if he was going to leave her for another woman? No, she wasn’t going to do this. Not to her and certainly not to the man she loved. There had to be a logical explanation for his odd behavior and the way he was being so cagey. Was he being cagey? Maybe she was just being a crazed woman, jealous as hell. But of what? There wasn’t anything tangible to make her feel this way.

Except a deep connection to the only man she’d ever truly loved, one who could change the very face of her worlds with a single look, a few words.
Fuck!
She was sick with anticipation.  Her ass was clenching or perhaps she was doing the clenching. The very effect was drawing the toy even deeper inside her asshole. Tingling all over, she very nonchalantly eased her arm around her hips, twirling the toy. Then guilt flashed through her. She doubted Luke would appreciate the fact she was playing again. Shivering, she wasn’t entirely certain she’d ever play with herself again. Masturbation just wasn’t worth it. Certainly not after indulging in the real thing. Now she was being wicked indeed.