Ashcroft climbed onto the bed and knelt over me. He gripped my hands and pinned them above my head.
“Most Doms need to tie down their submissives. But I don’t need to tie you down, do I, Carrie?” He released my hands and I kept them where he had placed them.
“What did I say about panties?” he said and tutted as he pulled the lace briefs down over my hips and dumped them over the edge of the bed.
“Are you sure you’re not that kind of woman, Carrie?” Each time he used my name, pleasure rolled through my body.
“I know what kind of woman you are. I know what you want and what you need.” He lowered his body down over mine and drove his cock up into my body.
I cried out as its thickness penetrated me. He pinned me down, his hands holding mine in place as he began to move inside me. He punctuated each thrust with his words.
“You need this, Carrie. You want me to own you. I’m going to make you my bitch. My little submissive slut. You’ll do everything I ask of you. You’ll belong to me and no one else.”
It hit me then. Ashcroft was fucking me but he wasn’t wearing a condom. It had always been my biggest fantasy to have a man take me and just cum inside me. Pleasure tore through my body as his thrusts grew deeper and he worked his cock further inside me.
I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him deeper into my body. He growled against my ear and bit down on my neck. With a cry, I came, my body erupting in the most intense orgasm of my life. It rippled through my core. My pussy clenched and tightened around Ashcroft’s cock, milking him.
“I’m going to cum in you, Carrie. I’m going to flood your cunt with my seed. Mark you inside as mine.”
He groaned and threw back his head, his body tensing as his cock spasmed and jerked. Warm, thick cum squirted into my pussy, soaking it. Ashcroft jerked and spurted, his thrusts ragged as he came. With one final pulse he filled me with his cream.
His breathing was heavy as he slid from my body and lay on the bed beside me. I stared up at the ceiling. I could feel his cum trickling down from my slit and soaking onto the covers beneath. I had never been taken like that before. My muscles ached and my neck was tender where Ashcroft had bitten me.
Leaning up on one elbow, he looked down at my naked body beside his. He trailed his hand across the span of my rounded tummy.
“You are that sort of woman. My sort of woman, Carrie. I’m going to introduce you to a world you never even knew existed. I need to know that no matter what I ask of you, you’ll trust me and do it. Be mine. My submissive. You’ll never want for anything ever again. I promise you.”
Tears clouded my eyes as I nodded my consent. No man had ever wanted to claim me before. Now here was a gorgeous man, one who was way out of my league offering me a place in his bed.
“Good girl.”
Ashcroft slipped from the bed and I sat up. “What... what am I supposed to call you?”
He turned to me with a smile. “In bed and when we’re playing, you will call me Master. When it is just the two of us, you can call me David.”
I nodded and smiled tentatively. “I’m sorry I ruined your dinner plans.”
An evil grin spread across David’s face. “Ruined them? Not at all. In fact, having you full of my cum at the club will be even better.”
“Club?”
“Yes. Private, members only. It’s where some of the richest men go to indulge their fantasies and check out each other’s submissives. You will be the jewel in the crown.”
David extended his hand towards me and helped me up from the bed. “I’ll help you with your corset.” He pulled me in against his hard body. “Trust me, Carrie.” He whispered the words against my ear making my knees weak.
“I do.” The words trembled out between my lips. I wasn’t sure why but I did trust him. I was the one I didn’t trust. I had let him seduce me so easily. What else was I capable of? The thought of that both thrilled and terrified me. What would I allow at the club? How far would I allow David to go?
CHAPTER THREE
David’s fingers deftly pulled the ribbons tighter on the corset. I could feel the air in my lungs being pushed up and out of my chest. If he tightened it much more I wasn’t going to be able to breathe at all.
“It’s very tight.” My voice had gone up a few octaves.
He tugged the ribbons again as though to show me he was in control.
“It’s supposed to be tight. We wouldn’t want you spilling out of it, now would we?” He pressed his lips against my ear as he spoke and my knees grew weak. What was it about this man that caused me to have such a visceral reaction?
One last tug on the ribbons and he was done. When he released them, my knees threatened to buckle beneath me. Why was I doing this? Was I really this desperate for affection that I was willing to let my boss take me to some strange club dressed like... I glanced in the mirror and all of my negative questioning fled my mind.
My breasts heaved against the red corset making my pale skin shimmer. My legs, encased in the leather boots, looked longer than I had ever seen them. There was something different about me that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. David moved closer to me and pressed his hands against my naked hips pulling the lower half of my body closer to his. His breath whispered against my neck and I let my eyes flutter shut.
“You are beautiful, Carrie. Don’t ever doubt it.”
He moved away from me and pulled his tie off the edge of the chair and began to carefully re-knot it. His hands were so strong and they moved with such precision. I remembered the feel of them against my body and it brought a flush to my cheeks.
“Finish getting dressed.” His voice had lost all of its warmth and it was back to the commanding, dominant tone I was used to.
With hands that shook I gathered up the leather skirt and tugged it up over my hips. The material clung to my skin, moulding against my ass. Every curve was visible and emphasised. I may as well have been naked. The slit exposed every inch of my thigh and each time I moved it opened, exposing me a little further.
“I won’t let anything happen to you, Carrie. Trust me. You will be wearing far more clothes than some of the others there.”
“Why are you taking me to this place?” I asked, finally finding my confidence. David looked confused for a moment. Clearly no one had ever questioned him in the past.
“If I am going to own you, if I am going to take you completely as my submissive, then I need to introduce you to my world. You need to know your place.”