Discipline (25 page)

As everyone stared at her, Carlos finally relented and gently stroked one finger over the entrance to her urethra. All the incredibly intense sensations joined together and her desperate, well-trained body spasmed in a pain-racked climax that seemed all the sweeter because of what had gone before.

When the last ripples had died away, Chloe sank into her seat, breathless, exhausted and ashamed, but above all triumphant. Her ordeal was nearly over. Soon she would have completed the discipline, and in the process discovered more about her own sexuality than she would have believed possible.

Carlos gave her knee a squeeze and then removed his hand from beneath the tablecloth. ‘So, it seems that I opened your eyes to the truth about human nature, Chloe,’ he remarked, picking up on what she’d been trying to say. ‘Do you think I did you a favour?’

‘Yes, you did,’ she said breathlessly.

‘I wonder if that’s true,’ mused Taylor. ‘I mean, did you really open her eyes to the truth about all human nature, Carlos? Your own, for instance?’

‘I think Chloe understands me very well,’ retorted Carlos smoothly.

Taylor smiled thinly. ‘I hope so. When will you be opening the sealed bids?’

‘During the speeches.’

Chloe was relieved that she was going to have a brief respite, but anxious to find out who’d won the auction. She hoped it wasn’t Livia, because she felt certain that she wouldn’t enjoy bringing her greatest sexual fantasy to life.

Eventually, after the coffee and mints were cleared away and Rob had left with one final backward glance, the speeches began. Just before Lizzie got to her feet, Carlos opened all the envelopes, then, looking over to Livia, he shrugged, as though absolving himself of all responsibility for the result.

‘Taylor, you’re the winner,’ he announced. ‘It’s a very high bid, most charitable of you. I’ve no doubt that you have a very fertile imagination, so Chloe should have an interesting time.’

Chloe turned her head and looked into Taylor’s eyes.
They were almost as unfathomable as Carlos’s, but not as hard. ‘Yes, I think it will be interesting for her,’ he replied, and at that moment Lizzie rose to her feet to speak.

As she started to thank everyone for making the evening such a success, Taylor stood up, drawing Chloe to her feet as well. Then, ignoring what was happening around them, he pushed her back over the damask-covered table before peeling the top of her dress down over her breasts until they were totally exposed.

Lizzie had her back to them, and didn’t seem to hear the sudden intake of breath from the assembled guests as she launched into her well-rehearsed speech.

Chloe couldn’t believe what was happening. In front of everyone, Taylor’s hands were fondling her nipples and stroking her upper body as he prepared to enter her, watched by over a hundred people, and because she so desperately wanted to succeed in completing the discipline, she didn’t dare try to stop him. This was his fantasy, and she had to make it come true for him.

She didn’t expect her body to respond, didn’t imagine that it could under the circumstances, but when she felt his massive erection probing the entrance to her vagina she was suddenly consumed with desire to feel him inside her, to be filled and satisfied in full view of everyone there.

As he thrust himself into her, Taylor rested his hands on the table each side of her body, and then rotated his hips in tiny circular movements that immediately stimulated her nerve endings, making her belly tighten and her breathing quicken.

‘When you come, you must scream loudly,’ he whispered. ‘I want them all to hear when your pleasure spills.’

Chloe stared at him in horror, her lips forming the word ‘no’.

‘That’s my fantasy, and I paid a lot of money to make it
come true,’ he reminded her as he continued to move around inside her.

Her body was responding rapidly now. It felt as though coiled snakes were slithering and sliding deep inside her belly, and she longed for the moment when the rapidly mounting tension dissipated in a rush of liquid heat, but the sound of Lizzie’s voice was a distraction and she stayed balanced on the edge of her climax, unable to relax enough to come.

Realising that she was having difficulty, Taylor lowered himself on to her, then grasped her left nipple in his right hand and flicked hard at the end of the tight little peak. Her nipple started to sting and burn, and her whole breast throbbed. The nipple seemed to be joined to a tiny cord that ended behind her clitoris, and the cord tugged at all the clamouring nerve endings that were bunched together there. In a frantic rush, her hips rose and then she was coming and coming, screaming with pleasure and relief as she realised that she’d finally completed the discipline.

She was vaguely aware that Lizzie had stopped speaking, and that there was chaos in the room, but she didn’t care. Even when Taylor pulled her up, put his jacket round her and bundled her out into the corridor, away from the lascivious gaze of the other guests, she didn’t feel embarrassed. All she could think about was that she’d succeeded.

Eventually Taylor found a small deserted room and helped Chloe into a chair. ‘Are you all right?’ he asked gently.

‘I’m fine,’ she said with a smile, but as she started to think about what she’d done, her body began to shake.

‘You were incredible,’ he said softly. ‘I’ve never met a girl like you before, never. I didn’t really expect you to do it, you know.’

Chloe stared at him in surprise. ‘But I had to, you knew that. It was the last test. Now I’ve completed the discipline.’

He gave a short laugh. ‘Of course, the discipline. Well, I consider myself a very lucky man to have had this opportunity. Do you know what happens now that you’ve done so well?’

‘Not really,’ she admitted. ‘I think Carlos wants me to be his London hostess. Livia will return to Rio, and then he’d like me to help him instruct another novice, presumably taking Livia’s role this time.’

‘And is that what you want?’ he asked.

Chloe considered his question carefully. ‘Not really,’ she admitted. ‘For one thing, if the next novice succeeds, where does that leave me? Also, Carlos always said that through the discipline I’d become free. Well, he was right, I have become free, but now I’d like a chance to live my life using all the things I’ve learnt, but on my own terms. The trouble is, that’s not possible.’

‘Why not?’ asked Taylor, straightening her dress and letting his hands linger on her bare shoulders as he spoke.

Chloe laughed. ‘Because I need Carlos. I suppose that’s the clever part of his discipline. He’s taught me to enjoy the kind of pleasures that only he can provide.’

‘I don’t think that’s true. I seemed to provide you with a reasonable amount of pleasure tonight, and I’d be delighted to do the same again another time. There are a lot of men and women who enjoy the dark and dangerous kind of sexuality that Carlos has shown you.’

‘Well I’ve never met them, except through Carlos,’ retorted Chloe.

‘But you could meet them. I’d help you. I have plenty of friends who share my sexual tastes, and yours too. Then there are the people you’ve met through Carlos, and each person you meet will know other like-minded people.
Think about that before you decide to stay with Carlos. Here, take my card. If you want to talk more about this, call me. I believe in true sexual freedom, and that includes independence.’

‘But …’

Before Chloe could finish, the light was switched on and Carlos stood framed in the doorway. ‘Here you are, Chloe! For a moment I thought you’d run away. Well done! You clearly made Taylor a very happy man, and most of the other male guests too, I suspect. Thank you for looking after her, Taylor, but I’ll take over now.’

Taylor nodded. ‘Of course, and don’t forget what I said, Chloe. I meant it.’

Carlos watched Taylor thoughtfully as he left them alone together. ‘What precisely did he mean?’

‘That I’d made his most secret fantasy come true and he would always be grateful,’ she lied.

‘Is that all he said?’

‘Yes, why?’

‘No special reason. He seemed a little too possessive of you for my liking, that’s all. Come along then, Chloe. It’s time for us to go home and celebrate.’

When she awoke the next morning, Chloe could hardly move. Every muscle in her body ached, and her breasts, vagina and rectum were sore and throbbing. In spite of that she felt marvellous. During the night Carlos had brought her to peaks of incredible ecstasy, combined with moments of exquisitely dark pain that had only served to heighten the pleasure.

Now, lying sprawled in the middle of his vast bed, she could hardly believe the things that they’d done, but when she ran her hands over her sore body the memories flooded back in full, and she knew that it was all true.

Next to her, Carlos stirred, throwing an arm over her in his sleep. For a few minutes she savoured their physical closeness, but then his eyes opened and he moved his arm. ‘Quite a night,’ he said sleepily. ‘I’m looking forward to the next few months.’

Chloe didn’t reply, and later, after they’d both showered and dressed, he raised the subject again. ‘Are you excited about the future, Chloe?’ he asked, his expression making it plain that he was in no doubt as to what her reply would be.

She thought for a moment. ‘I’m not sure.’

He frowned. ‘What do you mean, not sure? Are you tired of England? We could leave Livia here, and go to Rio. It would be easy to find an innocent young girl there, maybe even another novice from a religious order! Teaching sensual but unawakened girls about our world is more exciting than you can imagine, especially when they struggle to suppress their true sexuality.’

As he was talking, Chloe knew for certain that this wasn’t what she wanted, and she felt a sharp stab of sadness because by teaching her so much, Carlos had actually driven her away from him. ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t do that,’ she said slowly.

He looked stunned. ‘Why not?’

‘I need to be free. You told me that through sexual discipline I’d become free, and it’s true. I do feel free, which is why I can’t stay with you any longer.’

‘I don’t understand,’ said Carlos, his blue eyes puzzled.

‘Because you always have to be in control, to keep your women obedient. Then, when you tire of them, you discard them. You’re about to discard Livia, even though you pretend that you’re not. What will happen to her when she’s alone in Rio?’

He shrugged. ‘That’s not my responsibility. She’s a mature woman and—’

‘Yes, but she’s dependent on you because that’s the way you’ve shaped her sexuality. I don’t want that to happen to me. I want to choose my own partners, and the way I want to be satisfied.’

Carlos shook his head. ‘No you don’t. You need to be disciplined and restrained in order to get total pleasure. I’ve made sure of that.’

‘That’s probably true, but I want it to be on my terms. There are men I like that you would never allow me to go with, like Rob and Taylor. They would both satisfy me in their different ways, and they have feelings too. I need feelings as well, Carlos, but I don’t think you have any.’

Carlos looked sharply at her, his eyes turning cold. ‘You’re quite determined about this, aren’t you? Did Taylor put the idea into your head?’

‘No, I thought it out for myself. I do have a mind as well as a body, Carlos.’

‘Indeed you do, which is one of the things I found so fascinating about you. However, it seems that I misjudged you badly. I rarely make mistakes, Chloe, but when I do I like to put them behind me as quickly as possible. I’m sure you can find somewhere else to go by tonight.’

‘Tonight?’ gasped Chloe in horror.

Carlos nodded. ‘Yes, tonight. If you remain here, then I won’t be answerable for what happens. However, I can tell you that it would make last night seem like a class for sexual beginners.’

Chloe realised that she’d hurt him badly, and that he was finding it hard to come to terms with her refusal, but she knew that he was speaking the truth when he said that she must leave at once.

‘I’m sorry,’ she said quietly. ‘I shall miss you. I’d like you to come and see me once I’ve found somewhere to live, because I do need you, but I know that I can’t stay with you
for ever. You talk about freedom, yet you don’t really want your women to be free. If you did, you’d understand why I’m doing this.’

‘Well, I don’t understand,’ he said shortly. ‘I’m going out. When I return this evening I don’t want to find a single trace of you in this house.’

Chloe took a step towards him. ‘Please, Carlos, tell me that you’ll get back in touch one day, that we can stay friends. But for you I would never have learnt the truth about myself. You’ve done so much for me and—’

‘You’re a fool,’ he snapped. ‘God knows what will become of you when you leave here, but I imagine that in a few months’ time you’ll be living off charity yourself, rather than raising money for it in your truly unique way. Unfortunately, I doubt if Lizzie will have any sympathy for your plight, not after the way you behaved at, or should I say on, the dinner table last night.’

With that he walked out of the bedroom, leaving Chloe feeling horribly empty and bereft. Eventually she found the card that Taylor Woods had given her and then hurried to her bedroom to make a telephone call. Even though she would miss Carlos dreadfully, and this wasn’t how she’d wanted their relationship to end, she knew that she was doing the right thing.

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