His Every Fantasy (11 page)

Mandy positively glowed over what she guessed
was the highest praise he could give. It warmed her heart and soul.
It also surprised her how much she wanted his praise. Her intent
had been for him to hear the music with more than just his ears,
she wanted him to hear it and feel it deep within his very soul and
the knowledge that he had, made her dizzy with happiness and
accomplishment. She tried to hide just how exhausted she really
was. She wanted to bask in the limelight of his ultimate praise a
little while longer.

Jett was nothing if not perceptive as well as
attentive. He walked to Mandy and gently, almost lovingly lifted
her off the bench and into his arms and walked to the right, into
the hallway which ended in a large office area, continuing through
the room and walked down another hallway that ended in a
t-intersection. He turned left again and carried Mandy into a huge
bedroom with a massive brocade curtain at the far end covering a
doorway. He carried her to the large canopy bed that was raised off
the floor and accessible only by steps.

The bedroom walls were a dark blood red with
more artwork of a suggestive nature. Beautiful wooden end tables
sat at each side of the bed which took up a great deal of the room.
The only other furniture was a massive antique armoire and two
shorter double dressers that sat side-by-side. To the side of them
was an open doorway that led into a plush and massive walk-in
closet area.

"Wow!" Mandy exclaimed in complete awe. To the
left of the bed she saw a large non-curtained window that
overlooked the city and while the site was beautiful, she became
nervous until she realized one could see out, while no one could
see in. One could have the feeling of being exhibitionist without
actually being so. She surprises herself by feeling intense
excitement at the thought.

MANDY WOKE WITH the realization that she had
slept all day and night and it was now morning again, judging by
the sun rising slowly across the skyline. She glanced over and saw
Jett asleep on his back. One arm rested over his eyes and the other
laid low on his abdomen. He wore nothing but a few splotches of
sunlight that caressed his body where she desperately wanted to.
The sun glinted off the curled hairs that caressed his sculpted,
muscular chest and also caressed the ever-changing slope of his
body in a dark trail down to the thicket of soft black curls, his
well-endowed manhood was nestled against. Impressive, she thought,
even at rest, he's huge.

She admired the hard and soft planes of flesh,
the smooth line of muscling that indented his leg from hip to knee.
The planes of light and shadow mesmerized as they played over his
exquisite body. The four o’clock shadow along his angular jaw
excited her and her fingers ached to trace its strong and powerful
line with an almost physical pain that confused her.

She decided it was far past the time for
restraint. Her body shed the yoke of sleep as the slow intense burn
of sexual need consumed over. Her hand reached out and with
fingertips alone brushed his manhood with a whisper soft caresses
causing it to jerk. As if it had a mind of its own, it reached up
toward her fingers as though begging for so much more.

Unfortunate or fortunate, depending on how it
was looked at, Jett was a very light sleeper. With a suddenness
that betrayed logic and caused Mandy to jerk backward in shock,
Jett flipped over and landed on top of her naked body even as he
cushioned his fall on his forearms. He had done so with the speed
and grace of a primal wild predator.

"Playing without permission? Naughty, naughty
tigress." Jett scolded in a deep seductive voice that sent her slow
intense burn into a raging inferno. He grabbed her wrists and
placed them above her head and held them there with one hand. A
wicked smile grew upon his face as her lips parted on a gasp at the
intense sexual heat in his eyes. He gazed at her with a delicious
intent. His gaze then traveled down the length of her naked body
very slowly from his position on his knees between her thighs. As
his gaze traveled slowly back upward again, his manhood lowered to
nestle upon her own triangle thatch of curls where it grew
erect.

Oh God help me, he is sin incarnate––his
voice and his body god-like. I fear I’ve awakened the primal beast
that resides within.
Mandy thought in silence as her body
vibrated and heated up even more with the image of him releasing
his inner beast in her mind.

"I have you and your hot, wet, sexy body
completely at my mercy. Whatever shall I do with you?" His voice
deepened and growled as his intense stare focused on her eyes and
delighted with what he read there.

Unheralded, she was spun onto her stomach,
arms pulled upward and wrists strapped into padded handcuffs
attached to the headboard of the bed, ones she had not noticed
before, with urgency and care.
Oh yes, I’ve definitely unleashed
the beast.
Mandy’s breathing increased in anticipation of what
was to come next. Thighs spread wide with his knees, she felt
padded straps being attached to her ankles. She tried to fight
against him.

"Stop fighting right now tigress, or your
punishment will be so much more delicious for me." He growled from
the foot of the bed.

"Fuck you!" She growled back, feeling as if
those ankle straps had unleashed something primal within
herself.

"My fierce little tigress, I fully intend to
fuck you raw before I am done."

Shivers ran all through her body and it felt
as if the room’s temperature had risen a considerable amount. The
pillow under her face was thankfully tugged down to allow her to
breathe and be more comfortable. Another pillow was placed below
her hips to raise her bum into the air.

"Playing without permission deserves a severe
punishment and I am going to enjoy this immensely. But before I
begin, I need you to choose a safe word. A word you can call out to
make me stop everything, instantly. One you are to use if things
reach a point where you can’t take it anymore, or it becomes too
intense."

"Satan." Mandy said, knowing if it reached
that point, he would become Satan to her.

"Unique choice indeed. Satan it is. Time to be
punished, tigress." He had barely finished his sentence when Mandy
felt a rapid-fire succession of hard-as-hell slaps to her right
butt cheek that caused involuntary screams of shock as three more
were delivered, before her left butt cheek received the
same.

Jett adored the sight of her firm rosy red
cheeks. They excited him to no end. He then caressed each one
gently, smoothing out the burn before delivering three more slaps
to each side and forced half screaming and half moaning sounds out
of her before he stopped.

"Still good, tigress?"

"More! I need more punishment! I was very
bad!" She growled. She heard Jett chuckle behind her and felt him
kiss each reddened butt cheek then felt the bed shift as he got up
and left. The next sound was of drawers opening, closing, and items
being placed on what she assumed was the dresser surface. Listening
to the unfamiliar sounds, excited anticipation, fear and
nervousness fought for dominance within her. She struggled to get
out of the cuffs but they held her wrists and ankles
tight.

"Just getting some of my favorite toys to
introduce you to, tigress. Now relax." His voice became soothing
and relaxing. He could tell the not knowing was what was driving
her crazy and since it was her first time, he wanted to include
her.

"Are you adverse to the idea of dildos, but
plugs, floggers and mini shocking clit stimulators?" He asked in
his soothing voice. I’m keeping the toys simple––this
time."

"Not if they will not cause real damage. I––I
trust you, Jett."

Her words made him swell with pride and joy.
He was going to enjoy this very much indeed. He brought the mini
shocking clitoris stimulator over, reached around and placed it
gently over her clit and strapped it on, thankful it was wireless.
He then grabbed the lubricant and squirted it over her ass. He
laughed when she jumped.

"It’s just the lubrication for the butt plug,
sweetheart," he reassured her and ran his finger around the rim,
put more on his finger and gently inserted it in and out, getting
hard himself as she moaned. He lubricated the butt plug liberally
and slowly but gently inserted it into her beautiful ass and then
played a few minutes with her breasts, exciting her, before he
delivered the lowest level of shock to her clit as he sat between
her thighs.

Mandy jumped and fought against the intense
feeling in her bum combined with the delivered shocks and yelped.
She heard, "You have been a very naughty girl, tigress. Don’t you
dare cum." At the same time, she heard him inhale
deeply.

"It––oh God!" Mandy gasped.

"Ready for more?" He asked breathlessly and
when she did not answer, he gently pulled on the butt plug, pulling
it out and pushing it back in again quickly, matching his pace to
the shocks being delivered to her clit and heard her yell, "Yess,"
in overexcitement.

"Good girl. I knew you could take it all."
Jett praised and hit her over the crack of her ass three times with
the blogger making her yell out, "More, please!" He turned the
flogger her on her back and upper thighs, harder each time but
careful to only redden the skin and no more.

"Jett!" She yelled.

"Don’t you even think about cuming without my
permission, woman!" He growled and watched her strain with all her
might, knowing she was trying to hold back. After he flogged her a
bit more, his own endurance was nearing its end.
Who knew this
beautiful athletic woman would be the one to push me to my
limits?
Jett thought to himself as he wiped sweat off his
forehead and upper lip. Mandy had taken everything he dished out
and he was deeply proud of her and exceptionally
impressed.

Even after he increased the shocks, she still
begged for more and called him master several times, pleasing him
immensely. It was now time for her reward. He released her hands
and ordered her to keep them flat on the bed while he pulled her
down to the end of the bed with her beautiful dark red ass in the
air. He set her clit stimulator back to low pulsating shocks at
thirty seconds apart then guided his rock hard manhood deep inside
her, making her take all of his length at once. Her deep breathy
moan was music to his ears.

He wrapped her hips with one arm, the butt
plug he grabbed with his free hand, moving it in and out in time
with his slow and fast thrusts. He suddenly felt the need to claim
her, body and soul. He commanded her to cum and she did, soaking
him in a gush of juices. It was the final straw as his inner beast
was unleashed. He slammed into her again and again as though his
manhood were a jackhammer. When he came, he yelled out her name
before he collapsed on her back and kissed her neck and
shoulders.

For Mandy, the moment just before orgasm,
found her rushing forcefully into subspace. The orgasm had only
intensified it to the point where she felt her very soul leave her
body, only to return later and freer. When Jett released her ankles
she collapsed, physically, emotionally, and mentally
sated.

Jett wrapped Mandy up in his arms and just
held her, reveling in the feel of her silky soft, overheated and
sweaty body pressed against his own. He told her to stay put and
relax then left the room going across the hall where he ran water
filling his large bathtub that could easily fit three or four
people. He added a milky and sandalwood scented bubble bath
imported from France into the tub. It was mild and wouldn’t
irritate her abused skin. When the water reached the right height,
he turned it off and returned to the bedroom to retrieve his
magnificent and awe-inspiring tigress. He found her shifting around
on the bed trying to find a comfortable spot to rest.

"Come here sweetheart and allow me to take
care of you." Jett picked her up and carried her into the bathroom,
stepped into the tub and slowly sat down with Mandy on his lap. He
proceeded to put the milky body wash on a soft new sponge and
washed her body with gentle almost loving strokes and felt her
stiff body begin to relax backward into his. The back of her head
rested on his shoulder.

"Thank you for this, it is lovely but not
necessary."

"It is. You pleased me greatly tonight and
took everything I could dish out and more. I tried to keep it light
for your first time but you, tigress, would have none of
it."

"Does it excite you to punish me, as you call
it?"

"Yes. It does."

"Have you ever been the one who was punished
by another?"

"Yes, I was a submissive
myself––once."

"A what?"

"Submissive. It’s a term used in my world for
someone who gives up their power and submits to another. It is the
simplest explanation I can give you right now that you will
understand. You will be my submissive, if you wish to continue.
What you experienced tonight, was cradling the border of the
pleasure/pain threshold. I am what is called a dominant. In other
words, you submit to me and I in turn do everything in my power to
gain your trust, give you pain and pleasure and read you and your
body language to know when to push you further and when to stop. I
must admit though, you are the first woman I have met with such an
incredibly high pain threshold and without any training too. But I
can understand, given what you have lived through in your past. I
also admit you had me worried a bit, when you kept asking for
more."