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They never could have been a couple. Jake wanted something she couldn’t give. Ryan wanted the same but it felt different, deeper in some way. He was patient with her, wanting to explore her responses rather than speed them up or demand she submit to his will.
In fact, she’d never known a man quite like him before.
Her heart raced as her feelings for Ryan bombarded her once more.
How could he love someone like me?
What’s wrong with me?
Minutes passed, she didn’t know how many, as Ryan moved stuff around. The sounds built the excitement inside her.
Hands touched her legs suddenly, causing her to jump. “It’s okay, baby. I need to remove these clamps. First, let’s get this blindfold off.”
She blinked from the low lighting. Looking around the room she saw the cross in the far corner had binds around each point. The gymnastics bench also held ropes and along the far wall held a variety of whips, floggers and chains.
Her clit swelled, arousal gripping her harder than ever before.
“Look at me, subby,” he said.
Turning her gaze back to him she watched him circle each clamped nipple.
“These look so beautiful. I’ll be getting Natalie to take pictures of your beauty. Hold onto the arms of the chair.”
Gripping the sofa she held on tighter than ever before. With each clamp released she screamed out from the combination of pleasure and pain. It hurt yet felt so amazing. Tightening her thighs together, she arched up seeking something.
Warm wet heat surrounded each nipple.
Opening her eyes, she glanced down to see Ryan sucking on her. The heat added to her pleasure.
He moved onto her second nipple lavishing her breasts attention. “Has the pain gone?” he asked, seconds later.
“Yes, Sir.” She loved calling him Sir. The name suited him. Ryan permeated the Dom perfectly.
Fingers stroked up the inside of her thighs grazing the lips of her sex, which was covered by the thin fabric of her panties.
“Are you ready to check everything out?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Ryan helped her to her feet. “If at any time you don’t want anything to happen simply tell me no. I don’t need you to be afraid of saying no, and also I’ve never been into complicated safewords.”
“I can handle that, Sir.”
“Go, and have a look around.” He sat down in the chair while she looked around the room. For a basement his space was large, comfortable and filled her with pleasure.
She went to where the tools were displayed, looking at each one without touching. When she could stand to look at them no longer from the remembered feel of the sting against her ass, she walked toward the big cross. Pressing against the wall, she found it was soft to the touch.
“Why is it soft, Sir?”
Glancing back she saw Ryan rested his head in his hand, leaning back, totally relaxed as he looked at her. “The submissive is tied to the cross, sometimes with her legs spread, other times with her legs together. The pleasure can be too much from being hit with a whip and if that happens, I don’t want any woman hurting herself by smacking their head against a dangerous wall.”
She nodded, seeing his reasoning for it.
She touched the silk ties at the end of one cross. Any submissive would be bound in luxury from the binds alone.
“No expense has been spared,” he said.
His gaze kept going up and down her body. Looking down she saw her breasts were still exposed. There was no need to put them away. Ryan had seen everything before.
She took in everything as she moved around the room. Something was tied to the wall and looked similar to a swing.
Ryan explained the swing to her and how it worked. She’d never visit a park again without thinking about this sexy alternative swing. Jesse wondered if he’d ever have her sit inside the seat, bind her up and fuck her like crazy.
Her clit bloomed under the image that passed through her thoughts. She really liked the thought of Ryan fucking her.
Would he take her today or would he make her wait?
Jesse moved from one toy to the next. The gymnastics bench looked like fun. She recalled Jake bending her over a similar looking one. He never put the binds around her to keep her in place. She held herself up as he used the paddle on her.
Jake never spanked her with his bare hand and he only brought her to orgasm using the tip of a dildo. The more she looked back over their time the more she realized he rarely did anything intimate with her. She held no complaints. Her feelings for Jake never extended to anything other than friendship. Thinking of Jake reminded her of her family.
“Stop thinking about them,” Ryan said.
“How do you know I’m thinking about them, Sir?” She walked back to stand in front of him.
He didn’t move. Ryan kept his head resting on his hand. His gaze looked up and down her body. “You’re an easy person to read. Your family care about you. Also, the way you touched that bench, I imagine you were thinking about Jake. He’s the only man you’ve been intimate with.”
Did he sound mad?
“I wouldn’t call it intimacy. We never did anything. I was thinking about the fact we didn’t touch. I never gave him pleasure at all or helped him with his orgasm.”
“Really?”
“We’ve done more together than I’ve ever done with another man in a long time.” She’d tried to have sex with boyfriends but nothing ever got her off. The men in her life tried to get her hot but making love reminded her too much of her past. She liked her sex hot, rough without any thought to the person giving her pleasure.
Frowning, she glanced at Ryan wondering what was going on. Whenever she spent time with him she forgot about her issues. Were they really issues? She’d been more intimate with Ryan than she’d ever been with any other boyfriend. Last night she’d been close with him without fear or worrying about her reaction to their closeness.
“Come back to me, baby.” Ryan wrapped his arms around her, staring into her eyes.
“I’m here.”
“You look worried. Tell me what’s on your mind.” He cupped her cheek, soothing her with his touch.
“I think, I think I’m in love with you.” She forced the words out, knowing her feelings were true the moment she spoke them. “Crap, now I’ve messed everything up.” Jesse tried to pull away. Tears sprang to her eyes but he wouldn’t let her go.
* * * *
Ryan held Jesse in place. She kept trying to pull away but he wouldn’t let her go. No, after what she just admitted he’d never let her get away again.
“You’ve not messed anything up. Stop trying to fight me. I’m still your Dom and I’ll punish you
for not listening to me.” She paused. Her blue eyes going wide as she looked up at him. “That’s more like it, baby.”
Love bloomed within his chest. She was perfect. He couldn’t believe how perfect she actually was for him. For many months he’d seen her sit in the bar, brushing men off except for Jake. At the time he hadn’t even realized she’d captured his attention. Looking back, he’d been waiting for her to arrive to get the chance to finally see her. Jesse Robinson had caught his heart and now he could never let her go.
“I love you too, baby.”
“You don’t mean that.” She tried to pull away once again.
“You’ve earned yourself five good spanks with my hand before we leave this room, Jesse.” He cupped her cheek, running a finger across her plump lips. “I love you. My feelings took me by surprise but I’m in love with you.”
“We’ve not known each other long enough,” she said.
“I don’t care. I’ve never cared about what the world thinks of me. It’s why I’ve been so successful. I go for what I want without any care as to who I hurt.” Walking her back until she hit the wall, he slammed his lips down on hers. Running his tongue along her lips, he waited for her to open up.
Jesse didn’t make him wait long. He took full advantage, plunging his tongue inside her sweet lips.
She cried out, holding onto his arms as she stroked his tongue along with hers.
“I love you,” he said, muttering the words against her lips.
“Really? How can you love someone like me?” she asked.
“If this is about your past I’m going to add more spanks to your ass,” he said, growling the last word out. Ryan would never let her think badly about herself. Her past held no possession of his feelings for her.
“No, nothing about that. This is about us, Ryan. You’re a Dominant. I’m not even a practicing submissive. I’ve never been anyone’s submissive before.” She held his face, tears forming in her eyes.
Seeing her in pain cut him deeply. “Get to your knees and present yourself,” he said, stepping back.
