For the next few minutes, Ian tormented her with the vibrating toy while we both commanded her movements.She was lifting and lowering herself on the dildo, her muscles flexing, her porcelain skin dotted with perspiration.
I knew Ian was going to force her to come, and I wasn’t going to argue.I would not give her permission because I wanted to see her lose that vital grip she had on her control.
“Masters….”Her head tipped back, her hands cupping her breasts as I’d instructed.“I’m going to come.Oh, God.It’s too much.”
“Not enough,” I growled.
Ian pushed a button, causing Everly to cry out, a broken scream as she shattered right there before us, her body taut as the orgasm slammed into her.
She was so fucking beautiful, it was damn near hard to watch.
“What did I tell you?”I asked when she’d settled a few minutes later.
“You instructed me not to come, Master Isaac,” she whispered, remorse ringing every word.She was genuinely upset that she had defied my order, something else I admired in her.
“And did you come?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Come here, little fairy,” I ordered, keeping my tone low and dark.I wanted her to hear my disappointment, to fear what was coming next.
On unsteady legs, Everly got to her feet.She was once again graceful as she walked toward me.
I shifted forward on the chair, and without verbal instruction, Everly lay across my thighs, her palms going flat on the floor as she held herself rigidly in place.
“Five,” I warned her before I smacked her ass.Hard.
The moan that followed surprised me.
I swatted her pretty little ass again, followed quickly by another.
She whimpered, and I was satisfied that she understood this was punishment and not pleasure.
Two more swats and I was helping her to her feet.
“Now you may retire to your bedroom for the evening,” I told her for the sake of the audience outside the room.“Ian or I will inform you where you will be sleeping in a little while.”
She turned to face me, a single tear sliding down her cheek.“Thank you, Master Isaac.”Everly turned to my brother.“Thank you, Master Ian.”
As she walked toward the door, playing her part perfectly, I watched that sweet little reddened ass and wondered, if only briefly, whether or not that little fairy princess had just managed to burrow under my skin.
Without my permission.
CAV
It wasn’t until Jamie had candidly outlined what she’d expected from this endeavor and what she’d actually experienced that I realized we’d both been going about this the wrong way.And through it all, we’d confused the hell out of this woman, making it damn near impossible for her to even know what this lifestyle had to offer.
To make it worse, it seemed she had a preconceived notion about what she expected from a Dominant, which meant her expectations were off course.More so, based on the way we’d handled this situation.
Although Edge and I had done a shitty job of introducing her to the lifestyle up to this point, I knew it was important to her that she understood it.If only for her education.And I wanted to fulfill the promise we’d made.
And while I’d come to the decision I didn’t need it in my everyday to survive, I still wanted to explore these moments.Visiting the club, enjoying the role-playing, having her at my mercy from time to time.However, we were also human.When I’d gotten the feeling Jamie was expecting something predefined from us, I knew it was important that she see a few Dominants in their element.Those who were members of Dichotomy ran the gamut when it came to desires and fetishes.She should’ve known this based on her brother, but perhaps she hadn’t experienced Zeke at his worst.
Which was the reason I wanted to let her observe the two sets of trainers who were the most different, figuring she could watch whatever scene they’d already set up.
Turned out, luck was in our favor.Neither pair of trainers had gotten started on their lesson for the evening.So, after a little suggestion from Edge, they aligned their plans to his objective.Showing Jamie the differences between two very different sets of Dominants.
While Ian and Isaac closed out their scene and disinfected the room, I turned to Jamie, curious as to her thoughts on the scene she’d just witnessed.
