Page 57 of Revenge & Truth

“This isn’t over, Miss Caprioni. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you spend the rest of your life in jail rotting away for the things you’ve done,” White bellowed, and the sounds of a struggle could be heard.

What a fucking idiot. He was making this all too easy for us to put together a harassment case against him. Although it had me wondering why the situation at the strip club had him so fired up. Could it be the man Astin strung up was important to him?

My train of thought was brought to a screeching halt when Astin gripped the back of my head and ground her pussy into my face. “You better finish what you started, pet. Leaving your Mistress needy and wanting isn’t what good pets do.”

Grabbing her ass, I devoured her pussy with gusto, no longer worrying about holding back. Thrusting my tongue as deep as I could, I hummed my pleasure which added vibrations that drew the sexiest moans from her. Astin bent over and pulled open a drawer using it as a footrest, allowing me to get the best angles. The feel of her hands gripping my head as she rode my face was addictive. This woman wanted me so badly she couldn’t stand the thought of me pulling away. I couldn’t think of a bigger ego stroke than that, and it made me want to give her everything she wanted.

I thrust two fingers into her pussy and stroked her G-spot. With how turned on and ready she was, I decided to go for the gold star and adjusted my movements. Astin’s cries got louder, and her legs began to shake, but I didn’t slow. I doubled down. When the moment finally arrived, she gave a shouting scream as she squirted all over my face. Removing my fingers, I lapped at her dripping pussy, not giving her body time to recover as I dove right in for orgasm number two.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuuuck,” Astin whimpered as she collapsed on her desk, clinging to it to keep from crumpling to the floor.

Going for broke, I resumed my work, using the same movements with my fingers to see if I could get a second squirting climax. Within moments, I was once more showered with the efforts of my work and never felt more satisfied in my life.

Unable to hold on any longer, Astin slid off her desk into my waiting arms. Gingerly, I laid her on the floor with a look of pure bliss, which told me I’d done my job well, but I wasn’t quite finished with her. My goal had been three orgasms, leaving me with one more to coax out of her. Using my soaked fingers, I eased them into her ass using my other hand to tease her clit. Not every woman can come from anal, but sometimes all they needed was a little external motivation. As she relaxed into my touch, it allowed my fingers to slide more easily, so I got to work.

“Holy shit, Braxton, you’re gonna make me go crazy.” She moaned, tossing her head from side to side, hips rocking against my movements.

Surprising me, she grabbed my arm, pulled it away from her clit, and dragged me forward until our mouths locked together. Not giving a flying fuck my face was covered in her cum, she all but devoured me. The position I was now in made the angle awkward for me to keep finger-fucking her ass. However, I wasn’t going to argue with her wanting to tongue fuck my face, so I removed them and draped myself over her. Unable to stop my body’s natural response, I ground my cloth-covered cock against her pussy.

Slipping her hands between us, she undid my belt then yanked open my pants. “I need you to fuck me now, pet.”

As any good sub would do, I was more than happy to give my Mistress what she wanted. Hiking her legs and bending them toward her chest, I positioned myself at her entrance. Meeting her gaze, I held that eye contact as I sank into her, needing to make this moment something that was forever seared into my memory. Astin was breathtaking as she arched at the sensation of me filling her with my cock. Her nails scratched along the rug placed under the desk, and a sultry drawn-out moan echoed around the room.

“My Queen, you are simply stunning,” I whispered, leaning down to kiss along her neck and nibble her ear. “Thank you, Mistress, for this honor.”

It took her a moment, but her eyes could finally focus on me. The feel of her hands, as she cupped my face, had me purring like a housecat. Her kisses had lost their frenzied edge and were full of so much feeling, it had me wrapping her in my arms. Covering Astin with my body like a shield protecting this moment, I rocked my hips forward, thrusting into her. Never had something felt as perfect as being connected with this woman in such an intimate way. The only other person who made me feel something similar was Jace.

Being his bottom put me in a vulnerable position with a Dom as assertive as Jace, but the only thing he’d ever made me feel was safe. Now I was blessed with a second person to come into my life and offer me the same security but in a different way. Jace and Astin gave me the purpose and fulfillment I’d been seeking in so many other areas that no longer interested me. I’d been with countless women, but they’d been hollow interactions that left me feeling even more empty and used. Yet, here I was on the floor, fully clothed, fucking my boss, a situation that would cause most people to feel like a whore. Nothing could be further from the truth because every touch, kiss, moan, and uttered word was from a place of mutual love and respect. People didn’t need to understand why I wanted my lovers to dominate me. All that mattered was we consented and found joy in it together.

“Astin, I need you to know something,” I murmured, pulling back enough to look her in the face.

Brushing hair off my face, she smiled up at me. “You can tell me anything, and I promise to always keep an open mind.”

Grinning, I nuzzled a kiss to her lips and thrust deep into her. “So you’re ready to admit I was right about our dynamic? Told you I wasn’t the only one who needed this in their life.”

“You were right,” Astin admitted, wrapping her legs around my body and pushing me deeper inside her.

“Fuck.” I grunted, dropping my head to her shoulder.

“What did you want to tell me?” she asked, rolling her hips, trying to fuck herself on my dick.

Pushing up on my arms, I kissed the hell out of her as I picked up the pace. “We’ll come back to it. My Queen clearly isn’t satisfied, and that isn’t allowed.”

She started to giggle but quickly turned it into a gasp as I bit her nipple over her clothes. Catching her off guard, her legs relaxed, allowing me room to pound into her at a brutal speed. When her eyes rolled back, and her nails dug into my back, I knew she was close. Dropping my head to capture her lips again, I swallowed her screams as she exploded for the third time. The intensity with which her pussy clamped down around my cock had me lasting a few more thrusts before I was shooting off. Unwilling to give up this moment and the feeling of coming inside her, I attempted to keep going. However, my dick had other plans as it screamed in my head at the overstimulation.

Admitting defeat, I gave up rolling us both so she was lying on my chest. “Holy shit, that was the best sex I’ve ever had with a woman,” I admitted, tucking some of Astin’s hair behind her ear. “Do you have any idea how goddamn sexy you are?”

Astin smiled and gave a hum of agreement as she kissed me. “You were pretty fucking amazing yourself.

“So does that mean you’ll keep me?” I questioned, knowing that was my goal in all this.

“Oh, you aren’t going anywhere, my precious pet,” she assured me. “Thank you for not giving up on me. I think I really feared being in control of you, as silly as that sounds. Something about having that much power, even if it was freely given, was intimidating. However, now I’m beginning to understand what Jace said about the submissive having just as much power in the dynamic.”

Resting my head on the floor, I looked up at the ceiling, looking at this from her point of view. Not having experienced much of the kink world, I could see why she thought all the pressure was on her. The media doesn’t do a good job of portraying our way of life or thinking. No one is given the power outright. All things are negotiated and agreed upon with constant communication. Hell, I knew some people who had Dom/sub dynamics who didn’t have sex or a romantic relationship. It was all about finding what you needed with the right person, no matter what it looked like.

“You learn a lot about yourself in this type of relationship, that’s for damn sure,” I shared, shifting my gaze to meet hers. “Sometimes you don’t know what you need until a person pushes you to figure it out. I suppose that’s what I did with you in a way, but I’ll be honest, it started out rather selfishly. Then the more I got to know you and saw the real Astin under all the training, I believed we could help each other.”

Astin smiled and dropped a light kiss on my lips. “That might be one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard.”