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  “So I’m glued to you unless you dismiss me? Does that about sum up your rules?”

  “I would never dismiss you,” he says softly, a hurt tone in his voice. No, maybe he wouldn't, but he does like to push until I dismiss myself. Sometimes he gets mad and storms out, but he’s never told me get out or to leave a room.

  He puts the list down and wraps both arms around me, picking me up and carrying me across the room. He places me on the edge of the bed, and then removes my wings. I scoot to the middle and lie back on the soft red bedding. I’m surrounded by the silky smooth material, and my over-sensitized skin tingles at the sensation.

  “Aren't these against the rules?” I pull at the string of the thong, wondering if I need to take it off. I’m being bold and I don’t care; my body is on edge. A flash of disappointment hits me when he shakes his head. My body is screaming for me to cum.

  “Leave them on, kitten. I need something between us tonight.”

  “You're not going to…” I let the words hang in the air.

  “Not until you beg me.”

  “Hmm. Then I guess this is going to be a long thirty days for you,” I retort, but even I don't believe my words.

  “Oh, but you will beg me, and it will take everything in me not to cum all over myself.”

  It’s crazy how easily his words make my whole body come to life. It’s so different to anything I’ve ever felt before. Charles has awoken something in me; something that has been smoldering there since the first time I met him. That first spark hit, and then it almost died when I found out who he was. Now he’s feeding it again, making it burn brighter and hotter than ever. It’s almost like he can see me better than I can see myself. More importantly, he's making me feel desired. It’s like I'm the most perfect thing he's ever seen and he’s worried I could slip from his hold. Maybe that's just how a Dominant talks, but either way, I like it.

  I’m not sure what Charles is playing at, but what does it hurt to enjoy it for a little while? I want to take something for myself. I’ve spent a large chunk of my life meeting other people's needs and doing what needed to be done for others. I put myself to the back of the line, but right now, if I let myself, I could taste something I really want.

  “Open your legs, kitten.”

  I spread my legs wide, and I watch as Charles removes my heels, placing them on the floor. Circling to the back of the bed, his eyes never leave my body. I feel like he’s devouring me as he stares at me hungrily.

  He reaches for one of the cuffs and secures my wrists to the bed. “When I’m not in the bed with you, you’ll be cuffed to it. If for some reason we go to bed at different times, I want to know your body is ready and waiting for me when I join you. Once I’m in the bed with you, you won't need to be cuffed because you’ll have me locked around you.” I feel moisture flood my pussy as he spreads my legs further apart, cuffing them too. He hasn't even really touched me yet. I think he could send me over with the slightest tap.

  When he starts to walk away from the bed, I bite my tongue from calling out his name. Is he leaving me like this? I shift, trying to ease the pulse I feel in my clit, but it seems like the longer my legs are spread, the worse it gets. I have no way to stop it—only Charles can. His words about me begging for it flash through my mind, and I’m reminded of how wrong I really was.

  I hear shuffling around, and then he’s back in my view, holding a black box in his hand. He stands beside the bed and opens the box to reveal a delicate necklace. It looks like a chain of rubies with a small cluster of diamonds set along every inch. There’s a large diamond set in a buckle at the front, and the clasp at the rear looks to be almost sturdy. He takes the necklace out of the box and crawls onto the bed. Straddling me, he leans over and puts it around my neck, leaving the buckle lying against my throat. I feel the weight of it around my neck, and I hear a click as he stares into my eyes. It’s a powerful moment. I can almost feel tension leave his body at the sound of the click.

  “Your collar is now locked around your neck, and the only thing that can unlock it is the key I have around mine.” He reaches into his shirt and pulls a small key on a long platinum chain. I watch as he kisses it and puts it back under his shirt. “Now, kitten, it’s time for me to play with my prize.”

  6

  Charles

  “I think it’s time for a kiss, don’t you?”

  She looks at me and raises an eyebrow, like she can’t believe I’m serious. I give her a wicked smile and move down her body.

  “Where are you going?” Her voice sounds almost panicked. When I said I wanted a kiss, I didn’t say where.

  Reaching up, I take off my devil horns and throw them to the floor. I’m still fully dressed, so I back off the end of the bed and get undressed. I slowly remove my suit jacket and throw it on the chaise beside the bed. She watches me with wide eyes as I unbutton my dress shirt and remove it. I unbuckle my belt. I see her lick her lips again and it makes my cock ache for her mouth. I take off my shoes, socks, and slacks, I’m left standing in a white undershirt and black boxer briefs. My cock is so fucking hard, it’s nearly creeping out of the bottom of my underwear and down my thigh. I reach behind my neck, grabbing my undershirt and pulling it off in one quick move. I think for just a second about taking off my boxers, but if I do that, this will all be over. Fast.

  Mandy never takes her eyes off me as I stand at the end of the bed, staring at her body. She’s stretched out perfectly on the king-size bed, allowing me to see every inch of her gorgeous body. I want to climb on top of her and fuck her so hard, but more than that, I want her to beg.

  The cool chain of her key around my neck is a gentle reminder that she’s mine. She may think it’s only for the next thirty days, but I don’t plan on ever releasing her. One thing Mandy doesn’t know is that this isn’t a sprint for me, it’s a marathon. I plan on taking my time with her and savoring every minute we are together, and right now, there is something very sweet on her body I need to savor.

  Climbing onto the bed, I move between her legs, leaning down slowly. I don’t break eye contact with her as I pull her panties to the side and press an open-mouthed kiss on her pussy lips. Her eyes close tightly at the contact, and that just won’t do.

  “Eyes on me, kitten.” When she opens her beautiful dark eyes, I can see the need in them. She’s already close to the edge after everything that’s happened tonight. “I want you to lie back and look up. Watch me love this sweet pussy.”

  I see her eyes travel up to the mirror on the ceiling, and I watch as she takes a breath and moans slightly. I had this installed so she could see me on top of her body. I want her eyes always focused on us. I want her to see our bodies intertwined, and I want to show her how fucking beautiful she is as she comes undone. I want the images of us burned into her brain so that every time the idea of leaving me crosses her mind, a picture of her cuffed to our bed while I eat her pussy comes to mind.

  I lick my lips and lean back down, roughly kissing her sweet cunt. I don’t want to tease her too much right now. I’ll save that for later when she’s being punished, because at some point she’s going to need to be punished.

  Her pussy is warm and sugary and she tastes like honey. I moan at the flavor, my mouth watering with every lick. It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted, and the more I have of her, the more I want her. I close my eyes as I savor it, keeping my lips close to her cunt. It’s better than I dreamed possible.

  I hear Mandy moaning, and her hips move with the rhythm of my mouth. I look up and see her staring at the mirror, watching me. It turns me on even more. I grind my erection into the bed, but I won’t let myself cum. I’ve been saving it for over a month, since that night she was so frustrated and couldn’t get off. I’ll wait until I get inside her, and then I’ll let myself do it. Until then, this is all for her pleasure.

  She’s pulling at her cuffs, and her cries of desire are growing louder. “That’s it, kitten. Let me hear how good it is.”

  “Oh God,
please.”

  “Say my name, kitten.” I lean down, nibbling her clit, and she lets out a small cry.

  “Charles!” she shouts, and I smile against her cunt.

  I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue over and over as she shouts into the empty room. Her hips buck off the bed, and I grab them with both hands, pinning her down as I continue to flick her sweet button.

  “Yes, please, Charles, please!”

  Just as she’s about to cum, I lean back, taking my mouth away, and slap her clit with the flat of my fingers. Her back bows off the bed, and she throws her head back, her mouth wide open as she screams her release.

  Her orgasm is fierce as it grips her, and she pulls against all four cuffs, trying to somehow control the pleasure rocketing through her veins. As the echoes of her cries bounce off the wall, I put my mouth back on her and suck the rest of her orgasm from her. I taste her sweetness as it runs from her body, her pleasure hitting my tongue and making me fight to keep from cumming.

  Feeling her cum against my face is pure heaven, and I lie there, enjoying it. I pull away just a little and rest my cheek on the inside of her thigh, rubbing my face on her soft skin there. I look at her pretty pink cunt and think about how badly I want to fuck her. But I’ll wait. Now she knows the orgasm I’m capable of giving her, and I want her addicted to that intensity. I want her to think about it non-stop, so that the next time she wants to get off, she remembers this and begs for it. Begs for my cock to give it to her.

  Kissing her pussy one last time, I pull her tiny thong back over her cunt, covering her up as much as possible. I sit up and go to her ankles, taking the cuffs off and rubbing the skin there to make sure everything is okay.

  “What about you?”

  Mandy’s voice sounds exhausted, and I smile. I doubt she could do much right now but lie here. Although, at this point, I’m so fucking hard she could blow across the tip and I would cum.

  “Not tonight, kitten.” Before I uncuff her wrists, I climb back on top of her and get close to her. She smiles shyly at me, and I see a blush creep across her cheeks. It’s so fucking innocent and adorable, and it makes our first real kiss that much sweeter. Leaning down, I close my eyes and press my lips to hers. She’s tentative at first, but when my tongue touches hers, the flavor of her pussy combines with the taste of her kiss. It’s then I know what heaven is.

  I want our kiss to go on forever, but I want to hold her too. Reluctantly, I pull away and move to the head of the bed, uncuffing one wrist, and then the other. Rubbing the delicate skin there, I check to make sure she’s totally unmarked.

  “That looks pretty painful.”

  She looks down at my cock being strangled in my underwear. Normally they aren’t this tight, but the monster has nowhere to go. I crawl in beside her and pull her to me, spooning behind her, and letting her rest her head on my arm. She fits perfectly against me, every line of her body mirroring my own. It’s as if she was made for me.

  “The next time I cum, kitten, it will be inside your little cunt.”

  I lean down, kissing her neck and shoulder, and I feel her shiver with desire. My words are dirty, but I know she likes them. I run my tongue down her shoulder blade, kissing her gently. She pushes her ass against my cock, and I grip her hip tightly.

  “Do I need to cuff you while you sleep to stop you teasing me?”

  “I believe your mouth was the one starting trouble, Sir.”

  Hearing her call me ‘sir’ has me flipping her onto her back. I crawl on top of her and grabbing both her wrists. I pin them above her head and push my covered cock hard against her pussy, letting her feel how hard I am.

  “You use that name again, it better be when you beg me to fuck you. Are we clear, kitten?”

  Her eyes are wide with shock, but she nods her head, letting me know she understands what I’m saying. I lean down and softly kiss her lips, tasting her sweetness once more.

  ‘Get some sleep. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

  I roll off her and spoon her body once again, holding her close to me, thinking about how perfect this moment is. I don’t want it to end.

  * * *

  When I wake up, I’m nearly on top of Mandy, my arms and legs are wrapped around her so tightly. It’s as if my subconscious was afraid she would escape in the night so I made sure not to let her go. I detangle myself from her sleeping body as gently as possible. I want to let her sleep a little longer, and I want to take care of a couple of things before she wakes up.

  Going to the kitchen, I open the fridge and see Cupid took care of stocking it. I take out everything I need to make a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs, and I get to work. As the breakfast is cooking, I go to the other room and make sure everything is set up, coming back to turn on the coffee pot. Once that’s finished I make it exactly how she likes it and set everything up at the table.

  Going back to the bedroom, I walk in and see Mandy sitting up in bed, a sheet held to her chest, trying to cover herself up. Her look of confusion turns to a look of relief when she sees me. I go over to the side of the bed and sit on the edge beside her.

  “I thought it was a dream. I woke up in this bed and I couldn’t remember where I was, and you were gone.”

  I lean over, kissing her sweet lips, and then tuck her hair behind her ears.

  “Come have breakfast with me, kitten.”

  She blushes and tucks her chin into her chest, nodding slightly. I don’t know why some things make her blush while others don’t, but I certainly love it when it happens. I pull the sheet from her hands and help her stand up. Once she’s steady on her feet, I reach down and peel the thong from her body, leaving her completely naked. When I stand up, she looks at me shyly, but I just take her by the hand, leading her into the dining room.

  I have the table set up with one big plate of food and two coffees. I drink mine with just cream, but she likes hers so sweet it makes my teeth hurt just thinking about it. When we get to the table, I sit down and pull her onto my lap.

  “You’re really going to feed me? I’m a grown woman and I’m perfectly capable of feeding myself.”

  “That’s not the point, kitten. The point is that I want to feed you.” I don’t think she completely understands, but I have this inner need to care for her. I’m dominant in my personality by nature, but I’m different with Mandy. When I hooked up with people in the past, I was complacent and didn’t really care about what was happening. Whoever I spent my time with knew it wasn’t anything serious. With Mandy it’s the complete and total opposite. It’s as if I care too much, and I go off the deep end, caring about every second of every day.

  I’ve obsessed so much over her that I’ve even played around with the idea of trying to make it a full time Dom/sub relationship after the thirty days are up. I’m not sure how far Mandy is willing to take these rules. I want to wait and see how this contract goes, and then we can decide. The thought of her leaving me is torturous. It simply isn’t an option.

  I move her body around so her back is to my front and both her legs bracket mine. I move my thighs wider apart, opening up her naked pussy, letting me have easy access to it.

  Once I have her how I want her, I take the fork and feed her bites from the plate. I carefully hold her coffee so she can take a few sips, and then set it down on the table. I take a few forkfuls for myself here and there, but mostly I want to feed my sweetness and make sure she’s taken care of.

  After a little while of this, she relaxes against me, and I can tell she’s enjoying herself. I kiss her neck gently and pet her body all over. Her skin is buzzing with sexual heat, and my little touches throughout breakfast have her rubbing against me just like a kitten. Her body is beginning to become attuned to mine, and she’s feeling needy. Knowing what she wants, I slowly run my hand down her stomach and over her pussy, cupping it.

  “Do you need to cum, kitten?”

  I feel her nod, and I smile, knowing I’ve already got the power I need over her body
. I spread her labia apart. I reach down between her legs with my other hand and start to rub circles around her clit. She moans loudly at the sensation, and I lick her neck and shoulder to heighten her pleasure.

  Her hips begin to rock up and down, seeking the right touch, and I continue to rub little circles, making it easy for her to move with me. I kiss my way up her neck, biting her as I go, letting her feel the pressure of my teeth. She’s soaking my fingers, and I pull my hand away from her labia, bringing it to my mouth for a taste.

  Once I taste her sugary sweetness, I feel wild with need. I reach down again and rub my fingers on her pussy. This time when I pull away, I bring my honey-covered fingers to her mouth.

  “Suck them clean, Mandy.”

  I hold my fingers to her lips, and after a second of hesitation she sucks them into her mouth, licking me. We both moan at the same time. She’s moaning because of the erotic taste, and I’m losing my mind as her warm wet mouth suck my fingers like I know she’ll suck my cock. I’m so far beyond blue balls right now that when I finally cum, I may never be able to use my cock again.

  I rub her clit fast, but her sucking my fingers has me so worked up. I jerk my hand out of her mouth and bring it to her breast. I pinch her nipple as I bite down on her shoulder. The myriad sensations are enough to send her over the edge, and she cums in my arms.

  Mandy shouts her release loudly as her body tenses, and then she tries to fight against my hold. She’s so fucking beautiful when she’s lost in an orgasm. She doesn’t hold anything back from me, and it makes me so goddamn hard I ache.

  “That’s it, kitten. Let it all out.” I gentle my swift rubbing motions and I pet her clit softly as she comes down from her peak.

  I give her a minute to relax, and then I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. I’ve always thought she was just like a little kitten. She’s always so fierce and so adorable. As I carry her back to our bed, she looks up at me lazily, and I can feel myself smiling so big it hurts. What I wouldn’t give to crawl into bed with her and make love to her all day, but it’s not time yet. She’s almost there.