Starr Fated (40 page)

“Very nice,”
he commented dryly, obviously thinking we were both totally mad. I
doubted he’d had any experience of such girly things, seeing as
he’d not had the pleasure of living in mixed occupancy student
houses. Somehow I couldn’t imagine any of his previous blonde
bimbos admitting to owning a very comfortable but highly
unflattering item of clothing such as a onesie.

“What the hell
have you done to your hair, Abbey?” he asked as he frowned at the
screen.

“Do you like
it? It’s a shaved undercut,” she explained as she positioned
herself to show him the brutal look more clearly.

“You’ve
actually shaved part of your hair right off?” he asked
incredulously.

“Yeah, cool
isn’t it?” she beamed at him. “I fricking love it.”

“But you’re a
girl. Girls aren’t meant to shave their heads,” he smiled, knowing
full well she would bite.

“Oh Liam,
you’re so old fashioned and traditional. You crop your hair pretty
short, so why shouldn’t I?” she pointed out.

“Men and women
aren’t meant to look the same. Where’s the fun in that?” he
smirked.

“Liam, clearly
you are a hopeless male chauvinist,” she sighed.

“Why thank
you, I’ll take that as a compliment,” he joked.

“I’ll go make
us some hot chocolate, give you two some privacy.” Abbey jumped up
and headed for the kitchen.

“So, how did
it go today? I got your text with all the hundreds of ouches and
ows in it, but was it really as painful as you expected?” Liam
wanted to know.

“It wasn’t
quite as bad as I thought it might be, but then sugaring is meant
to be less painful and better for sensitive skin, which is why I
opted for that rather than waxing. It was really embarrassing
though, having somebody working on my private bits,” I said.

“Ah, but I'm
sure it was worth it. What did you go for in the end? A Brazilian
or a Hollywood?”

“You’ll have
to wait and see, won’t you? It’ll be a surprise,” I said shyly at
the thought of Liam seeing me in all my bare naked glory.

“I can't wait
to see my surprise, and I still think you’re very mean not to send
me before and after pictures,” Liam grinned. “In fact thinking
about that, and thinking about seeing you in some of that sexy
underwear means I’ll shortly have to take a cold shower.”

“Make sure
it’s really icy cold,” I giggled. “You deserve to suffer to make up
for the pain of me having my bits done.”

“I’m sorry,
especially as you’ve such delicate skin, But I'm glad being so
sensitive means you can't wear perfume. I like your natural scent
so much better.”

“That’s a nice
thing to say,” I smiled at him.

“Well, I'm a
nice person, or at least I'm trying to be,” he smiled back. “So,
are you and Abbey having fun?” he asked.

“Yeah, she’s
such a good mate.”

“Maybe she is,
but for Christ’s sake do
not
let her anywhere near your
hair, Seraphina. I remember you said about her cutting it for you.
Abbey’s hair was bad enough before, but now it looks awful,” he
stated with strong conviction.

“I like it. I
think it suits Abbey, it’s really her.”

“Maybe, but
just remember a style like that most certainly isn’t you. That is,
if you can call it a style,” he insisted.

“Your world is
so conservative, isn’t it? You should see some of the other art
students, what they wear, and how they have their hair. That’d be
an eye opener for you.”

“I think I’ll
pass on that pleasure. So, I’ll be back tomorrow as scheduled. Are
you still happy with the plans we’ve made? No second thoughts?”

“Liam, if
you’re asking if I’ve changed my mind in any way, the answer is no,
I haven’t. I’m really looking forward to it, and I can't wait,” I
whispered.

“That’s good
to hear, but there’s still no pressure, you do know that, don't you
Seraphina?”

“Yes, of
course I do. But do you seriously think I’d have put myself through
all that pain today if I had any doubts about going ahead?”

“That’s a very
fair point.”

“Come on you
two, enough chattering. We need to get back to our girly gossiping,
and anyway it’s nearly time for The Vampire Diaries,” Abbey
insisted as she returned with two mugs of hot chocolate complete
with mini marsh mallows.

Liam and I
finished up our Skype call, knowing that this time tomorrow, he
would be back, and we would be together again after what seemed to
have been a very long week indeed.

I hadn't intended
to introduce Seraphina to the
delights of spanking this early on, but with one thing and another
Sunday had turned out to be a very frustrating day, and I decided
Sera needed a short sharp shock to bring her into line.

Because I was
going away again for the week, for my peace of mind I needed to be
certain that she understood how important it was that she told me
where she was at all times, and that I absolutely would not
tolerate other men being able to see what was for my eyes only. Of
course I loved that Seraphina was so young and naive and
inexperienced. It meant that I would be able to guide her and help
her to discover what she liked and enjoyed as we explored her
sexuality together. But that naivety also meant she’d very little
idea of the effect she had on other men a lot of the time, which
was dangerous and made her very vulnerable. I needed to protect
her, and I would take whatever measures were necessary to do
so.

There was no
denying it felt fantastic to spank that extremely sexy little
bottom of hers, and it certainly focussed her attention. But even
better, I was extremely pleased by the way she responded. She very
nearly had an orgasm after just two light smacks, meaning I had to
control her very carefully to ensure she didn’t fly over the edge
just yet. I didn't want the frustrated arousal I'd been so
carefully building up to be released until I judged it was the
right moment to allow it. I wanted her to be ready and very willing
to let me take her virginity without any fear or trepidation, so
she’d have a highly pleasurable introduction to sex with me.

I knew her
body’s instinctive positive response to the stimulation spanking
provides boded very well indeed for the future, if she was already
this responsive. I was pretty certain that once I'd unleashed
Seraphina’s sexuality, she was going to be absolute dynamite in
bed, even though she had no clue about this herself yet. Naturally,
I couldn’t wait to explore this side of her, and holding myself
back and remaining in control hadn’t been easy, but it had been
necessary.

So when she
became confident enough to start lightly touching my erection
through my trousers, I encouraged her to go a step further. I got
her to undo my zip so she could feel for herself my length and
girth through my boxers, which took immense control on my part to
just sit back while she rubbed and squeezed and fondled my cock and
balls through the thin fabric. But I could see her growing
fascination and curiosity, which was exactly the response I was
looking for. I was planning for us to enjoy each other in so many
ways, and this was a very positive beginning.

Meeting
Seraphina and convincing her to allow me to guide and tutor her had
brought new purpose and direction into my life. It made me realise
how empty and shallow it had been before, and this was what helped
me to take things very slowly with her. It wasn’t just about what I
wanted any more, it was about what was best for her, and for us,
about what would strengthen this bond between us.

Discovering
that we both liked running was good, it showed we had some common
interests. But I was in two minds about taking her down to the
fitness suite where there were usually quite a few other fit guys
hanging around. However, as I wasn’t happy about her safety if she
went out running by herself, on balance I decided the gym was the
lesser of two evils.

The trouble
was, I knew only too well what went on behind the scenes down
there. The manager, Scott Franklin, was the focal point for anyone
interested in finding themselves a discrete sexual play mate. He
was an expert in sourcing out like minded individuals, and he
tasked himself with unofficially interviewing any new faces that
appeared in any of the network of gyms he was connected with to see
if he could recruit new candidates. How did I know all this?
Because I’d personally made use of his services many times.

Telling him
that you were a casual user was an unspoken code for being
interested in casual sex, and he added your name to the list he
kept. If someone was nominated for his list, he assessed them to
make sure they were suitable and followed all the safe sex
guidelines . If Scott had any bad feedback on someone, they were
blacklisted and became persona non grata. He was one of the main
participants, and that was the reason he was happy to run the list,
as it meant he got first pick of any of the new candidates.

So no way was
I letting Seraphina go down to the gym on her own when I knew Scott
worked weekends, because her inexperience could put her at risk of
blindly agreeing to something she didn’t understand and thankfully
had no knowledge of.

Initially it
obviously never occurred to Scott that Seraphina was with me when
he first saw her, because she was not my usual choice of female in
any way at all. He knew that every single one of my previous fuck
buddies had been a big busty blonde. So all he saw with Seraphina
was a beautiful woman that he could potentially sign up to his
list, and naturally he made a beeline for her. I also knew that he
personally liked his females very young and very slim, so his eyes
lit up like a Christmas tree when he saw her. I'd even heard him
boasting about filming himself fucking really tiny Asian women
brutally hard even though he was a huge gorilla of a guy, a former
champion body builder . Truth was, he wasn’t a nice man, but I’d
always told myself that whatever he got up to in his own time with
other consenting adults was none of my business. As long as he
helped provide me with what I wanted, that was all that
mattered.

I certainly
didn’t want him sniffing around Seraphina in any way, so I tried to
head him off by telling him she was with me. But he didn't take the
hint, so I took him into the office to spell it out to him, while
Seraphina waited out of earshot.

“She’s very
young and not your usual type at all Liam, but I have to hand it to
you, that is one hot, sweet little girl you’ve brought in. I got a
hard-on just looking at her. I bet she gives a really good tight
fuck, so I don't blame you for branching out from your usual older
women. She’ll make a great addition to the list, and I’ll certainly
take her off your hands when you're done with her. I guess that’ll
be in about a month’s time, unless you’re up for sharing? We
haven’t done a threesome in a long while. I’ll take her ass and you
can have her pussy if you like, or we could do a spit roast, I'd be
up for that if…”

“Shut your
dirty fucking mouth, Scott. Just shut the fuck up,” I said as I
clenched my fists and resisted the urge to punch him. I didn't want
any reminder of the one time he and I had shared a threesome with a
very willing participant. I've always maintained that you have to
at least try something once before you can say it’s not for you.
But sharing like that was not my scene at all, so it was not an
experience I’d ever cared to repeat, and I’d always regretted
having got that closely involved with Scott that one time. “I told
you Seraphina is with me, and that’s exactly what I meant. She is
mine, and you will
not
be adding her to your fuck list, not
now, not in a month and not at any time in the future. You’re not
to go anywhere near her, and you’re not to touch her in any way. Do
I make myself clear?”

I was standing
right in his face as I said this, so he was left in little doubt
about how serious I was.

The way Scott
spoke about Seraphina disgusted me, but I knew I was being
hypocritical because up to now my behaviour had pretty much
mirrored his. We’d both treated women purely as a commodity, as
mere sex objects, and now I felt pretty ashamed when I saw myself
in the same light as this animal. It convinced me even more that I
needed to change, that I had to become a better man for
Seraphina.

“What’s this,
switching to a new scene because you’ve finally got bored of all
those big tits? Are you exploring your Dominant side and taking
this little girl as your submissive?”

“All you need
to know is that Seraphina is off limits to anyone except me. No one
else is to go near her if she comes down here without me, and that
includes you. You know that I could make your life very difficult
if I chose to, so I hope you understand what I’m saying here,
Scott.”

If he wanted
to think that Seraphina was my submissive, that was fine by me,
because it meant he understood that she was out of bounds to anyone
else. The truth was that although I undeniably had a Dominant
personality, I’d never been interested in that whole scene because
a Dom has to be prepared to be totally responsible for the
wellbeing of his submissive, and I’d never been interested in
taking on that kind of a heavy commitment.
Until now?

“Okay, okay, I
get it. No touching your precious new little toy. Perhaps you
should mark her or collar her in some way as a warning to the other
guys, because you know this is not how it usually works here.”

“If there’s
going to be any kind of a problem, I’ll sign her up to another gym,
but I’d prefer that she doesn't have to go elsewhere. It’s much
more convenient for her to work out here while I'm away. I’d like
to think I could rely on you to look out for her on my behalf, but
I'm doubtful I can trust you. So just be warned. You do not want me
as your enemy.”