“Ooh!”Ella’s exasperated plea almost made him change his mind.But he wanted her to anticipate his next move.He wanted her on edge and focused on him and not on the melancholy that she’d wallowed in.
Zee withdrew his fingers and then crammed them into her mouth.She slurped them noisily, her warm tongue delicious on his fingers, and he groaned wanting even more.
“Thank you, Master, for using me.”Her tone was cool, and he heard the note of frustration but ignored it, stepping into his leathers, tucking his now-serviced cock into them before lacing them up.He put the stool back, then from the bar he grabbed a water bottle with a straw and brought it over to her and pushed it through the bars of the cage.
“Sip.”
“Thank you.”
He unlocked the cage door and helped her out.
“Anything cramped or hurting?”
“Only my pussy.”Her eyes were bright, the grin on her face lighting up the room.
He kissed her, a long passionate kiss that was the perfect end to the scene, her those gorgeous breasts soft against his shirt he knew he could hold her here forever.
“I want to take you home to our bed for aftercare.”He kissed the top of her forehead.
“Yes, please.”She snuggled against him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
“Are you more centered, dear heart?”
“Yes, you always give me what I need, Master.”
“Good girl.I loved using the cage.We’ll have to do it again.”
Not that this was their first time playing like this.He chuckled.
“Remember when Madison found the dog cage in the garage?”
“She didn’t believe the story about almost getting a dog,” Ella said wistfully.
“I guess she didn’t.”He held her for a moment longer before giving her a light tap on her ass.“Come on, let’s shut this place down and get home.”
Ella went to tidy the cage, and he went back to shut the lights down and shut off the alarm.
Taking her hand, they walked through the reception area, the track light flickering above them.
“I know.I’ll get it fixed.”
“I didn’t say a word, Master.”
“That’s because you’re a smart slave who knows better and wants an orgasm this year.”
“It’d be nice.”The frustration in her voice was clear.
“Soon.Maybe,” Zee chuckled, holding the door open for her and leading her home.
***
Now Zee pulled into his driveway, excitement charging his veins.The week ended with no strange phone calls and no sightings of the van.The article announcing Coach’s award had had his phone buzzing with calls of congratulations.There were a few hang-ups, but he figured people didn’t want to leave a message just to say “congrats.”
After a long morning of meetings and one practice, he couldn’t wait to surprise Ella.
He grabbed his bag from the passenger side and chose to walk the back path to the back door.Ella had the blinds down, letting in the afternoon sun.
Zee stood there, just out of her sight line, and took her in.
