A Divine Life (The Divine Trilogy) (4 page)

Catherine hummed at the sensation.

It was all the encouragement Sir Jonathan needed. Letting the crop thwap against her skin – from her shoulders down her body to her calves – he circled around Catherine. The crop landed in what seemed a random pattern over her flesh. The small sting that came when the flat tip of the crop connected soon spread into a warm glow, a slow burn that was spreading from the outside in.

Oh
, this is going to be good.

“
Let’s see how you’re doing,” he mused several minutes later, while pushing a finger into Catherine’s now very wet core, causing her to grunt. Sir Jonathan laid the crop down and picked up the reins with one hand, leaving her to assume he was satisfied with what he’d found. When he gave her breasts a light flick with the reins, her nipples reacted to the leather.

Erin
, if your nipples get any harder they’re going to pop!

He tugged on the reins again
, guiding Catherine while he instructed her: “On the table on all fours, knees shoulder width apart.”

Once she was in position
, he looped the reins around one of the drawer handles.

“
Don’t go anywhere.” He laughed, and then he patted her rump. “A bit more warm up, and I think we’ll be ready.” Sir Jonathan’s hands were on Catherine’s ass, fiddling with the plug. There was a small clicking sound, and then she was overcome with sensation when it started vibrating.

“
What’s your color, Catherine?” he queried with sincerity after slipping the bit out of her mouth.

The question
, and the way he’d asked it, was the final incentive Catherine needed to let go. There would be no more rambling in her head. By checking with her before going any further, Sir Jonathan had freed her to trust him.

“
Oh—oh, God . . . green, Sir. This girl is definitely green.” She groaned.

“
Does that feel good in your ass, filly?”

Catherine didn
’t answer – couldn’t – because at the same time he was asking, he reached between her legs and pinched her clit. Her whole body shook in response.

Going back to the drawer
, Sir Jonathan extracted a beautiful whip, while she watched with wide, hungry eyes. Catherine found herself biting her lip and wanting to rub her legs together at the sight of it. It was the same rustic, brown leather as the rest of the set.

He presented the whip handle to her lips for Catherine to kiss in appreciation
. Sir Jonathan maneuvered the bit back into her mouth, and then rolled his broad shoulders before taking a step back. “Let’s begin. Come when you are ready, filly.”

She had time to see his arm rise up in her peripheral
vision, and then her world shattered.

The leather landed across her back
, caressing from her right shoulder, diagonal across her spine, and reaching for her left side when the end wrapped around the curve of her hip and snapped just on the edge of Catherine’s pussy lips.

“
Fuck!” she screamed, though it came out muffled, while gushing all over her thighs and the table.

“
That’s it, Catherine. Good girl, let it go.” All playfulness had gone from Sir Jonathan’s voice, replaced by focus and care. She knew she was safe.

The next lash crossed her back from the opposite direction.

While Sir Jonathan maneuvered around Catherine, she became lost in the thrill of the experience. The leather bit into her skin just hard enough to make her breath catch, before it was swept away into primal moans, even while the radiating burn dissolved into titillating warmth. She had a vague awareness of his voice coaxing and encouraging her, grounding her to her spot so that she didn’t get washed away on a sea of sensation. Her skin was on fire, and if she’d been asked how she felt at that precise instant, the best she could have verbalized would’ve been ‘a big glob of goo.’

At some point
, Sir Jonathan had put the whip down, unloosed the reins, and had helped Catherine down from the table. She shuffled along while he guided her around the room with a firm grip, helping her stay upright. Catherine realized he must have slipped the stilettos off, for her bare feet dragged along the cool tiles. That was a good thing, because she wouldn’t have been able to balance herself in them at that point.

“
There, there, filly. You took that like a seasoned pro.” His voice was still gentle, like he was talking down a skittish stallion.

They
went back to the table, and he was molding her over the edge of it. Catherine felt the harness being removed, and she worked her jaw, stretching it. A half-focused glance at the bit when he pulled it away revealed it was covered in deep gouges—teeth marks. It was going to need a new leather covering, because she’d worked through the material down to the metal bit during her whipping. The vibration in her ass stopped when he switched off the plug.

“
Deep breath. Now exhale.”

The plug was gone
, and Catherine was thankful for the table, given that it was the only thing holding her up. There was a rustle of clothes, and then she felt his large, warm body against her back.

“
I’m going to collect my payment now,” he whispered in her ear. “Although, the gratification I got from taking your virginity, as it were, with my whip was quite rewarding in itself. That was truly one of the most beautiful acts of submission I’ve ever seen, Catherine; just beautiful. If you ever need a new Dom, I’d be happy to oblige.”

He licked up her neck to just below her ear
, sucked her earlobe into his mouth, and bit down. She sighed into it, feeling his erection grow against her back.

“
I promised your Master that your pussy would stay empty, but that your ass—your delectable, fine example of an ass . . .” his cock slid into her with one thrust, “. . . was mine.”

She came
hard.

Drizzling warm
, scented oil over Catherine’s back and ass, Sir Jonathan started off slow. While he fucked her, he massaged the oil into her tender skin. The heated oil and the steady pressure of his fingers worked into the lash marks, quenching the fire that blazed over her back. His hands kneaded across her shoulders, down her arms, and then came from below her breasts.

It was incredible.

While he pushed his cock into Catherine, his hands squeezed from the bottom upward, his gentle fingers closing and pulling on her nipples when he reached the top. Then he would withdraw until just the head of his shaft was still in her tight hole and repeat the process all over again. Sir Jonathan’s tempo in her ass picked up, but so did his manipulation of her breasts.

In disbelief
, Catherine realized she was getting close to coming yet again.

“
Sir, this girl . . . going to . . . come!” she tried to warn him just before her inner walls clamped down on nothing, and her body convulsed. The feeling of his cock swelling inside her was unmistakable. He pulsed deep inside her while she collapsed onto the table.

The room started to fade.
Sir Jonathan pulled out, and Catherine hissed through clenched teeth. The sound of the waterfall grew louder. Her backside was wiped with a gentle, warm cloth. As everything went black, she was aware of his large, oiled hands working over her muscles.

The submissive drifted away with Sir’s last whispered words:
“Thank you, Catherine. It has been a pleasure. Anyone that has the honor of hearing you call him Master is a lucky man indeed
.
”

They
waited at
the curb while Jayden followed Catherine’s retreating backside with his eyes until she disappeared inside the building. God, he hoped he hadn’t made a mistake.

After Paige gave the all clear by displaying the
‘CLOSED’ sign, Jayden nodded at Micah to go. The twenty-minute drive to Masterson Metalworks passed while he reassured himself that Catherine would be okay today. As her Dom, Jayden knew she was ready to move ahead, but as a red-blooded male who had somehow fallen for that green-eyed goddess, he worried about her being pushed too much.

In that vein
, Jayden had taken advantage of his silent partner status at The Silver Spurs Spa to have the business closed for today and his own ‘staff’ put in place. He’d arranged for the video recordings in part because Jayden knew they were going to be hot as hell to watch, but their primary purpose was so that he could monitor her progress and know she was being taken care of.

At ten o
’clock, Jayden strolled into his luxury corner office, grabbed himself a cup of coffee from the machine, and then set about booting up his laptop. If he knew Catherine, and he was pretty sure he did by now, she would crash after her session with Jonathan. She always did when a scene had been intense. That session would be more than she was used to. Jayden had warned his friend to be prepared for Catherine needing to sleep. He’d also insisted that Jonathan provide her with a full body massage, even when she passed out. It was important aftercare that Catherine would need to make it through the day.

Jonathan
’s video was due to arrive in about an hour and a half, followed by Samantha’s arrival there at the office an hour after that. Jayden had some work to get ahead on, because he was taking a few days off next week as a surprise for Catherine.

If today went well
, they would need to renegotiate her contract. Some of the changes he was going to suggest would require some personal days as just Jayden and Erin, not Master and Catherine. Inside, Jayden was hoping the changes would be permanent and that this would be the last submissive’s contract he’d ever have to pen.

While he
’d arranged today for Catherine to test her limits and realize her fantasies, Jayden was also going to be pushing himself. Today was going to be a final hoorah, so to speak, for him. If Catherine was open to what Jayden planned to propose to her, this would be his last day with any submissive except her. The computer finished its final login and security check, so Jayden buckled down and got to work.

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At eleven-thirty, Jayden was deep into reviewing the latest production numbers out of China when he got a text from Jonathan.

Check your email. She’s something else. Anytime I can be of assistance again, I’m game! She’s got more stamina than you give her credit for. Later, Jon

Jayden sent a quick text back thanking him, finished up the document he was working on, and then pulled up Jonathan’s email. He couldn’t deny his nerves were frazzled with anticipation over what he was about to view.

In planning Catherine
’s session with Jonathan, both men had agreed that she wouldn’t be able to handle more than five to ten lashes of the whip before she called Red—her safe word to stop the scene. That was fine with Jayden; it would be a fantastic start. When Jonathan then suggested the horse apparel, Jayden had loved the idea, and it had led him to custom-order an entire set of play toys for today. He’d gone with the rich brown, because he loved the way the color looked against her skin after impact play.

With a few clicks
of the mouse, Jayden had opened the video and connected it to his wireless projection screen. He sucked in a breath at the sight of her almost full size before him, nude except for the heels and his collar wrapped around her neck.

He
watched while Catherine glanced around for a moment before falling into a submissive stance. Standing there with her head bowed, she succumbed to her natural tendencies. His dick twitched in his pants, and Jayden felt his chest begin to swell with pride and admiration for the once broken girl.

Adjusting himself
, Jayden kept his eyes on the screen while Jonathan entered the room and ‘checked’ her over before fitting her with the harness and tail plug.
Damn, that was just downright erotic.
When Jonathan had her walk around the room, Jayden’s dick went from sporadic twitches to a slow, steady swell while he watched that tail swish back and forth. By the time Jon had her on the table on all fours, Jayden’s dick was rock hard.

Her eyes widened
, and then glazed over when Jonathan asked her about the whip. Jayden felt himself grin, knowing she was remembering Demon Night. It was the same look she’d had that night when she’d watched Jonathan work over his sub.

Then Jonathan took out the wh
ip and had her kiss the handle.

Fuck Me.

Shocked by his reaction, Jayden had to pause the video, needing to catch his breath.

Jonathan
’s text had indicated she’d done well, and Jayden hadn’t received any panicked calls, so he knew that the video wasn’t going to reveal his beautiful Catherine having a mental breakdown. Deciding he was ready, he pressed play once again.

On screen
,
Jonathan began. Jayden watched the first lash make her come without flinching under the cracking leather. Catherine’s body absorbed the impact with majestic grace, and Jayden relaxed. Enthralled with the scene before him, he absentmindedly stroked himself through the thin material of his dress pants while he watched Jonathan’s arm go up, and then come back down, again and again.

Jayden counted the first ten
lashes, and he was astounded that Catherine came twice more. After that, he became mesmerized and quit counting. He could see the insides of her thighs glistening while her juices trickled out of her with repeated orgasms.

Holy shit!

Jonathan hadn’t been kidding about her stamina. He moved around her, bringing the whip down across her back, avoiding the tender vital organs to lash over her ass, the bottoms of her feet after he slipped her high heels off, and the backs of her thighs. Then he angled his strike position so just the tip bit at the sides of her tits.

Thirty minutes later
, Jonathan backed off and set the whip down. Catherine’s magnificent body was flushed pink, red lashes crisscrossing over her skin. She hadn’t called “Red.” Instead, Catherine had accepted and delighted in what was being done to her by coming innumerable times.

Jayden
’s cock ached. He couldn’t deny that he’d fallen for her a little harder. How had he been lucky enough to have this angel come into his life?
She’s perfect in every way,
he thought. Up on the screen, Jonathan leaned over and whispered something in Catherine’s ear just before pushing his large, stiff shaft into her ass. She came yet again, while Jayden looked on in disbelief.

A loud groan reverberated around the room when Jayden squeezed his dick in a knee-jerk rea
ction. He shuddered and moved his hand before chastising himself:
Dammit, a Dom with three subs does not need to jerk off like some hormone-riddled teenager.

Jonathan proceeded to fuck her for the next fifteen minutes before she announced she was going to come
again. While Jayden looked on, Jonathan tensed. It was obvious when he came with Catherine; he threw back his head and released a loud, stretched-out, “Fuck,” followed by numerous grunts while he finished off inside her.

Being the responsible Dom Jayden knew he was
, Jonathan pulled out, and after discarding his condom, cleaned her up. His friend then set about working oil into Catherine’s flesh while she did, in fact, pass out on the table, just as Jayden had predicted she would.

What
the Dom hadn’t predicted was that the scene would be so all-consuming for his submissive; that she would meld so easily into it. It had been glorious to watch. The lash marks were already beginning to fade. They left behind white welts, into which Jonathan rubbed the special oil.

With ten minutes left until Samantha
was due to arrive, Jayden couldn’t have been happier at how the day was proceeding. Also, his cock needed some serious attention, so it was a good thing she’d be there soon. He pondered how Samantha was going to react to his news that today would be their last play date, and he was thankful when his dick softened a little.

Samantha had almost been Jayden
’s collared sub before Catherine came into his life, and until he’d experienced Catherine’s skills, Samantha had been the best head he’d ever encountered. To their misfortune, Samantha just didn’t like it as rough as Jayden did, and she had been developing a pattern of Yellowing or even calling Red on him when he would try to get her to expand her limits.

Because he hadn
’t met Catherine yet and didn’t want to give up Samantha all together, Jayden had offered her a position as his personal assistant with benefits. They’d renegotiated her basic contract, and he now paid her three times what someone in her position would get in a normal situation. They teased each other over her being his paid whore, but they both knew she was more of a friend. Jayden had insisted on the higher pay because of the specific requirements he had.

She showed up for work whenever Jayden needed her
, worked hard, and wore outfits to his specifications—outfits that allowed him to use her body for physical release while at the office. However, what Jayden didn’t get was the mental release of working Samantha over with his floggers, crops, and leather straps until her skin threatened to burst from the attention.

That pleasure did not become his again until he
’d met Catherine during an open-door night at Dungeons & Dreams—Dallas’s premier BDSM club. She’d come unattached, looking for something more, and Jayden had been the one to give it to her. They’d clicked the moment he’d lifted her knuckles to his lips in introduction.

The outer door to the offi
ce opened and closed. Jayden’s cock began throbbing anew. A few seconds later, there was a knock on his door. “Enter,” he called out.

Samantha
walked in, wearing a fitted, brown skirt that halted about two inches above her knees and a sleeveless, cream-colored silk blouse. Her shoulder-length, straight, blond hair had been pulled back into a low ponytail against her neck.

“
Good day, Sir.” She smiled at him.

Rising from his chair
, Jayden walked around to the front of his desk and leaned his ass against the edge. “Your punctuality, as always, is appreciated, kitten. I have a matter that needs your attention.”

At once she stepped forward
and dropped to her knees in front of him. Reaching for his belt buckle, she paused to ask: “May this girl offer you oral service, Sir?”

“
You may.”

With nimble fingers
, Samantha undid his belt, followed by his zipper.

Jayden
straightened up and allowed her to pull his pants down to his thighs, hissing when the cool air of the office hit his already seeping cock.

Without another word
, Samantha leaned forward and bathed his nuts with her tongue, taking time to suck each one into her warm mouth and swirl them around.

Jayden moaned at the exquisite feeling.

“Enough of the teasing, kitten. Suck my cock.”

She licked
from his nuts all the way up to the swollen head, sucking the pre-come off the tip, and then ran her tongue through the slit to gather more. Samantha’s mouth opened, and he thrust into it. Her lips closed around his shaft, while one hand wrapped around the base of his cock. A steady rhythm was set while she stroked the lower half of his cock and sucked as much of the top half down as she could.

The whole time
, Jayden managed to thrust into her throat with a gentleness that shocked him, considering his needy state.

Her other hand moved to his balls
, squeezing and pulling on them. He lost the battle when she ran her fingertip along his scrotum, back toward his asshole. Jayden closed his eyes, coming down Samantha’s throat to visions of Catherine on the table with the whip lashing against her.

Samantha continued a
deliberate sucking motion, making sure to get every drop from his softening dick. Licking Jayden clean, she then pulled his pants back up, tucking his dick into them and refastening and buckling him. Only then did she sit back on her haunches, resting her hands palms up on her thighs.

“
Thank you, kitten. I needed that,” Jayden praised with a light air. Of course, she didn’t see the grin that curled the corners of Jayden’s mouth, because her gaze was on the floor like a good little sub. Walking back around his desk and sitting in his chair, Jayden ordered, “Come here.”

With a g
raceful air, she rose and stepped around Jayden’s desk, coming to stand in front of him with her hands at her sides.

Jayden let the silence surround them while he regarded her.
Had the time come to give up his office escapades? Could he willingly let go of the knowledge that anytime he felt the urge to come or have a quick fuck, all he had to do was press the buzzer and beckon Samantha into his office? Was Catherine worth this sacrifice?