Chapter Four

Dani tried each of the music buttons, finally settling for a soft jazz. Her very first Master had loved music, explaining that he found it heightened the senses and increased pleasure. He hadn’t been wrong. Plus, she needed something to level herself out. It shocked her to realize she was more aroused just by looking at Ethan and touching him than she ever had been with any of her Doms.

“Do you enjoy music, Ethan?” she asked.

“Yes. I do.” He cleared his throat, yet when he spoke his voice was still rough and hoarse. “I especially enjoy this kind.”

“Good.” Dani smiled. “Something we have in common.”

“I hope we have more than that in common, Mistress.”

She walked over to stand beside him. “Are you asking me something, Ethan?” She studied his face. An indefinable emotion blazed in his eyes along with the heat that was unmistakable. Dani wasn’t sure she wanted to know yet what it was, but the feeling of connection she’d felt earlier rose up within her again, grabbing her with its power.

Not now, Dani. Pleasure, first. Remember. You only came to play.

Standing on tiptoe, she brushed her mouth against his. His lips were as soft as they looked. She licked her tongue along the closed seam, enjoying his taste and taking a measure of satisfaction in his reaction when he leaned his head slightly closer to hers.

“Later, I will want to kiss you,” she told him. “To feel your tongue in my mouth. Will you like that?”

“My Mistress has a wonderful flavor,” he answered. “It will give me great pleasure.”

She trailed her fingers over his cheeks and down his jawline, enjoying the masculine feel of him. He kept his lashes lowered, as was appropriate, but she knew if she could see his eyes, they’d be ablaze with pleasure. It was obvious he liked being touched, in all ways, and Dani loved tactile stimulation. She could spend hours touching this man everywhere and never tire of it.

“I’m going to give you a different kind of pleasure now, Ethan.” She closed her hand over his cock, squeezing it gently. “But you must not come. Do you understand? Not until I tell you that you can.”

“Yes. I understand.” A muscle twitched in his cheek. “And my Mistress has my thanks.”

“I know the stimulation this can give you. As a sub, my Master used the whip handle on me often. I will try to give you as much pleasure as I received.”

“I am grateful.”

His lashes were still lowered, but Dani could almost see his body vibrating with the effort to control himself. Was he feeling the same things she was? God! She’d come here to explore her real sexual personality and fallen into…what? Something that felt intensely personal, more personal than she’d ever experienced with Alan or her other Masters. She wasn’t sure if she should embrace it or run as fast as she could. The excitement spiraling within her kicked up a notch.

Just get through tonight and see what happens. “Good.”

She coated the handle of the whip liberally with the lube. Separating the cheeks of his ass with one hand, she stared for a long moment at the tight opening of his anus, enjoying the sight of it. Then she pressed the handle to it and pushed until it breached the ring of muscle and eased into his rectum. She took her time, sliding it in carefully. When it was fully seated, she wrapped her fingers around his cock in a loose grip.

“Are you ready, Ethan?”

“Yes.” He nodded once.

She slid the handle in and out of his ass slowly at first, feeling his cock twitch in her hand and watching the expression on his face. The pace of his breathing increased with the speed of her strokes, and his cheeks darkened with a rush of lust. But when he rocked his hips back and forth, she stopped her movement of the whip handle.

“You may not move your body,” she ordered. “If you do, I will stop and we are done. Your pleasure will come only from what I do to you. What I permit you to respond to. Are we clear?”

She could see him fighting his natural reaction, but he nodded.

“Don’t forget that. Not for a minute.”

Dani resumed fucking him with the whip, hardly able to believe the surge of arousal that raced through her and made the walls of her pussy quiver with hunger. She had total control over this man’s sexual enjoyment, and it gave her a feeling of exhilaration she hadn’t thought possible. She wondered if she was going to come without ever having him touch her.

Glancing back toward the cabinet at the toys displayed, an idea occurred to her.

“Do not move,” she ordered him.

Leaving the handle of the whip still inside him, the leather strips dangling toward the floor, she hurried to the cabinet, studied everything in one of the drawers, and pulled out a dildo that caught her eye. When she pressed the bottom, it vibrated and she smiled. Oh, yes, this would do the trick.

There was a small but wide little bench tucked into a corner that would be perfect for her purposes. She dragged it over in front of Ethan.

“Would you like to watch me come, Ethan?” she asked and was rewarded by the flare of excitement in his eyes.

“Yes, Mistress,” he rasped.

“We’re both going to come,” she told him. “Without touching each other. Have you done that before, Ethan?”

“I have.”

“And did you enjoy it?”

The muscles in his body tightened. “I did. Very much.”

“When we are finished, you will tell me if you enjoyed doing it with me as much as with your previous Mistresses.”

“I know yours will be the best,” he assured her.

She pressed her mouth to his, licking his lips again. “We’ll see.”

Removing the whip handle from his ass, she tossed it to the side and liberally greased the dildo. His stomach muscles tightened as she inserted it slowly. It was obvious he wanted to thrust back against it, but he controlled himself as she’d ordered. When it was all the way in, she pressed the bottom and it vibrated with a low rhythm.

“Does that excite you, Ethan? Have you ever come with just a dildo in your ass like that?”

“Yes, Mistress, I have.”

“And did you enjoy it? Look at me and tell me.”

When he lifted his head, the combination of lust and emotion swirling in his eyes nearly brought her to her knees.

“I will enjoy it with you more.” The roughness of his voice rasped over her nerves.

She had not expected to feel so comfortable in her new role, though perhaps comfort wasn’t the right word. It was far from what she felt with Ethan on so many levels. But she loved being in control, being the one who decided what came next and what to do. She finally understood the pleasure her Doms got from the questions they asked her. It wasn’t just vanity. It was the heady rush of excitement.

She wet her lips then pulled up her dress and stepped out of her thong. “You may look at my pussy, sub. Do you like how it looks?”

“Yes.” His voice scraped across her nerves. “Your pussy is beautiful.”

“I didn’t fully wax before tonight, because I wasn’t sure how this would go. If we do this again, would you like to see it completely naked?”

“Yes.” The word hissed from his mouth. “I would. Very much.”

She slipped the tip of her finger across his lower lip. “Then we must make sure the rest of the evening goes well.” She paused. “For both of us.”

The vibrating dildo appeared to be doing its work. Every muscle in Ethan’s body corded and bunched with the effort to control himself. She wondered just how long it would take before he lost it.

Dani sat down on the bench facing him, bent her knees so she could place her feet on the surface and spread her legs wide.

“I’m going to masturbate myself, Ethan. My Masters would often do that while watching me achieve climax without being touched by them. That’s what we’re doing here, so please concentrate.”

The minute she touched herself, she realized how drenched she was. And how turned on. Just the brush of her fingers across her clit sent tremors through her body. She stroked herself with two fingers while she kept her gaze locked on Ethan. She had to time her reactions to his, not wanting to finish too soon or too late. This was a carefully orchestrated dance, choreographed for maximum pleasure. But the signs were easy to read as his orgasm drew nearer and nearer. She rubbed faster and faster, her hot little button so sensitive it was almost painful to touch.

“Do not come until I give you permission,” she warned.

“Yes, Mistress.” His jaw was clenched and sweat covered his body. Every muscle strained with his effort at control.

Faster, faster, faster her finger moved over that hot little button, her eyes locked on his, heat sizzling between them. Almost there, almost there. Ethan’s desperate need etched on his face fed the fire in her body.

Now! Yes, yes, yes. Dani pinched her clit to push herself over the edge.

“Now, Ethan.” She could barely get the words out. “I command you to come now.”

His fingers curled into tight fists over his head. As his body jerked and semen spurted from his pulsing shaft, Dani thrust three fingers into her convulsing pussy. She wanted to come—no, needed to come—as much as her sub.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she rode her fingers, eyes glued in fascination to the thick fluid spilling from Ethan’s swollen cock. She wanted to close her eyes to give herself over to the pleasure, but she had forbidden him to do so. Besides, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from his body.

The orgasm shook her like a tree in a strong wind. She dug her heels into the bench to stabilize herself while she drove her fingers in and out of her sopping pussy as fast and as hard as she could. As she caught her breath, she saw that his cock had softened. It was no longer stiffly erect, but tempting beads of semen still clung to the head. Spent, he hung from the wrist shackles, tremors still skating over his body.

Dani rose from the bench on slightly unsteady legs, took his shaft in her hand, and bent her head to lick the last of the fluid from the skin. She rode her lips down the length and back just once, then pulled back and licked her lips. Reaching up, she pressed her fingers to Ethan’s mouth.

“Lick them,” she commanded, watching avidly as he cleaned every bit of her juices from her fingers.

When he was finished she pressed her mouth to his and pushed her tongue against his lips, forcing him to open so she could thrust inside. Their flavors mingled in an erotic cocktail as she stroked her tongue over his. Then she drew back, walked around him, turned off the dildo, and slowly withdrew it. She placed it and the whip on the little table at the side. Someone would come to clean and sterilize them after she left.

Dani stroked the line of his jaw, just that simple touch making her pussy wetter than ever. “Your reaction tells me this gave you much pleasure.”

“How could it not? My Mistress has a most beautiful cunt.” He paused. “Exquisite, if I may be so bold. I would enjoy watching you come any time.” His mouth almost curved in a smile. “More than seeing anyone else.”

“Excellent.” She bit lightly at his shoulder, then soothed the spot with her tongue. Glancing at her watch, she sighed, realizing their hour was at an end. How had it gone so fast? It seemed they had just begun. She wanted more, a lot more, with a sudden need that both excited and frightened her. What was she getting into here? This was just supposed to be a one-hour session while she tried out her new role.

Swallowing a sigh of regret, she walked to the intercom and pressed the speaker button.

“May I help you?” asked a disembodied voice.

“Yes. I would like to release my sub now, please.”

“Very good.”

It seemed that only seconds passed before the door opened and an attendant came in. This time, it was a male, dressed only in leather pants. Using a key on a chain around his neck, he unlocked the manacles holding Ethan in place and helped ease down his arms. Then he pulled a small jar from the cupboard and handed it to Dani.

“Aftercare,” he told her. “To ease his muscles. They’ve been stretched for a long time. It is a rule of the club to see to the comfort of the subs.”

She knew that. “Of course.”

Guiding Ethan to sit on the bench she’d just used, she uncapped the jar and scooped out some of the cream. She studied his face as she rubbed it slowly into the muscles of his arms. What was he thinking? What did he feel now? Satisfaction? Pleasure? Enjoyment? Yes, all that. And something more. That indefinable something she’d seen before.

He lifted his head and looked directly into her eyes. “This was an excellent session, Mistress. I thank you.”

She smiled. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to say that only to soothe my feelings.”

Heat blazed in his irises. “I don’t lie. You are a natural.”

Did that mean she could book another session with him? Who did she ask? Him? G? Clint Chavez?

When he shifted on the bench and made a slight grimace, she frowned. Was this good pain or bad? “Is your ass too sore?”

“I’m fine,” he assured her.

“You just said you never lie. Don’t start now. I’ll take care of it.”

She remembered how Alan used to tend to her after a sessions. If they had cream for muscle aches here, she was sure they had the other things she needed. She massaged his arms and legs, making sure to work the cream into them thoroughly, swallowing a smile of satisfaction when she felt the muscles relax.

“Okay.” She stood, screwed the cap back on the jar, and set it on the table with the other things. In the cabinet, she easily found what she was looking for. “Ethan, I want you to get down on the floor on your knees. Rest your hands on your forearms.”

“Dani.” It was the first time since they entered the room that he used her name.

“Don’t argue with me. A good sub does as he’s told,” she reminded him.

Reluctantly, he did as she ordered. She knew from her own experiences how sore his rectum would be, and she intended to fix that before she left. Spreading the cheeks of his ass, she dribbled a little of the soothing oil from the bottle in her hand. Working her finger inside him, she made sure to spread it around, soothing the tissues abused by the dildo. It took her five minutes before she was satisfied he’d be completely comfortable when he left. It also amused her to notice that her probing had caused his cock to stiffen and rise to an erect position again.

Her last act was to take the special ointment from the cupboard and rub it carefully across the lash marks on his buttocks. Then she stood up.

“You may rise now, sub.”

He looked down on her from his full height. Even though he was so much taller than she was, she didn’t feel threatened by him. Or intimidated. She had so many things she wanted to do to him. With him. Was it appropriate for her to approach the subject of another meeting? Did it have to be here, or could she invite him to her place?

Wait. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea. What did she know about him, really, except that Rawhide had vouched for him? She had her own safety to consider. She stepped back into her thong, mulling everything over in her mind.

She had to wrench herself away from him, or she would have stood there forever. A pitcher of ice water and crystal glasses had been left for them. It was important to care for a sub after a session as much as while it was happening. She filled a glass for each of them and handed one to Ethan, then motioned for him to join her on the settee against one wall. Her very first session in a club, her Dom had insisted she take time to pull herself together, to let the endorphins abate to a normal level and the arousal racing through her to slow down. She was determined to carry that over into her new role.

They drank in silence, each eyeing the other. Finally, Ethan set his glass down and leaned forward.

“Permission to touch my Mistress?” he asked.

She nodded.

“You’ll make an excellent Mistress, Dani.” He put a finger beneath her chin and tipped it up. “Do you want to have another session with me?”

She nodded mutely, mesmerized by his strong face, then pulled herself together. After all, she was in charge here. “Yes, I would. You are a very good sub, Ethan. I’ll discuss it with G.”

“Good. Because I’d enjoy it, too. “

She rose, went to the intercom button, and announced that they were vacating the room. Ethan opened the door to let her precede him into the corridor.

Clint was leaning against the wall of the lounge, but he came forward the instant he saw her.

“Mistress G is waiting for you,” he told Dani. “Ethan, you’re free to leave if you want to.”

“Thanks. I’ll see.”

Clint guided Dani into the lounge where G was seated at a small table against the wall.

“I monitored you on the camera,” she told Dani. “You did very well tonight. And took excellent care of your sub. You’re going to make a good Mistress, Dani.”

The praise from both G and Ethan warmed her.

“Thank you.” She smiled. “I’m enjoying my new role.”

G returned the smile. “It was obvious. Would you like to schedule another session with Ethan?”

Dani couldn’t hide her smile. “Yes, I would. Very much. He indicated that would be good with him, too. Unless there’s some rule about having a session with the same sub twice.”

“Not at all.” G studied her face. “I should tell you that Ethan has never stayed long with one Mistress. He holds something of himself back from them, although he thinks no one notices. After a few sessions, they tire of it. Most of the Masters and Mistresses who come here are looking for something long term. Not necessarily permanent, but more than a few visits.”

Dani nodded. “I can understand that. All of my relationships up until now have been long term. It helps to…learn and understand each other.”

“I agree.” G paused as if choosing her words. “I have known Ethan for a very long time. I was his first Mistress. I would love to see him find someone who he can really connect with.” She touched Dani’s cheek. “Perhaps that will be you. Maybe not, but then, who knows?” She sighed. “All right. Call the club when you are ready, and someone will set it up for you.”

“Thank you.”

She kissed Dani on the cheek. “I’m very proud to have been your supervisor. Good luck. Ethan is one of the best.”

Clint was waiting when she exited the locker room. He smiled and reached to open the door. “I hope you enjoyed yourself. I look forward to seeing you here again.”

“Thank you. I told G that I will be calling for another session. And I’ll be sure to tell Katie what great care you took of me.”

He winked. “We aim to please.”

When she stepped outside, she was surprised to find Ethan waiting for her.

“Did I forget to do something?” she asked.

“No.” He had a dimple at one corner of his mouth that winked when he grinned. “I just thought I would see you to your car.” He put his hand against her back, guiding her. “Which way?”

“The SUV in the first row.”

They walked along in comfortable silence until they reached her vehicle. She unlocked the door, then turned to face him. “I’m going to call the number to set up another meeting,” she told him. “I’m requesting you again.” She almost asked him if that was all right, but that wouldn’t have been appropriate.

“I was hoping you would. I’ll be waiting.” His gaze slid to her mouth then back to her eyes, as if he was memorizing every inch of her face. “Mistress, I’d like to kiss you goodnight if you will permit me.”

“Yes. Please.” She lifted her face, expecting a gentle brushing of lips.

No way in the world was she prepared for the scorching kiss he delivered. It was hot and open-mouthed, his tongue probing deeply, sweeping across hers. His hands cupped her head, tilting it to give him a better angle. If she had staked a claim on him tonight, he was doing the same to her. She was breathless when he finally lifted his lips from hers, or she might have told him she hadn’t given permission for a kiss so intense. But the kiss seemed to have fried her brain cells.

“Good night, Dani. I’ll be waiting for our next meeting.”

He stood there until she climbed into her car, buckled her seat belt, and put her key in the ignition with trembling hands. He brushed a soft kiss against her cheek, then closed her door. She drove away with him standing there, watching her. Then she inhaled deeply, let her breath out slowly, and wrapped her arms around herself.

What the hell had she gotten herself into?