His Every Fantasy (13 page)

"Did you have sex with all of your other
submissives?"

"No. I’ve never had sex with any of them. I
provided a service if you will and never believed in mixing
business and pleasure, until you. I can’t seem to force myself to
keep my hands off your delicious, sex kitten body."

Mandy was struck speechless by Jett’s words.
They made her feel warm inside and special. She intensely liked
being the woman who pushed him over that edge. She didn’t realize
that a woman could have that kind of power over a man. It was
empowering to know but at the same time, she refused to let it go
to her head. "What is the second thing we need to discuss? I
answered your first question."

"Yes. Tonight at the club you will wear a
custom-made submissive caller that will tell everyone present, your
mind and they are not to touch or bother you, ever. Those who know
me well, no I never share my subs. I am extremely possessive and
selfish. The other thing is that we need to go shopping. I am not
like other Doms, I don’t display my sub’s assets for all to see,
and I like them hidden to an extent. They are for me and me alone
to see unless I have invited the person in."

"I see. I have to wear a dog collar and allow
you to dress me?"

"Yes. Is that a problem?"

"Not unless you have bad taste in clothes and
before you growl at me, I want to say I see how impeccably you
dress and I trust you. Somehow, deep inside, I know you won’t do
anything to harm me." Mandy explained and watched his stern face
softened once again.

"You would be right and very intuitive. I’m
very proud of you. Shall we get dressed and go
shopping?"

"Yes, of course. If that is your wish." Mandy
said, willing to give a little after all he’s done for
her.

"Good girl, tigress. Come with me."

MANDY, DRESSED IN a pair of jeans and a blouse
Jett picked out for her, walked into the jewelry store on his arm.
Jett had ordered the collar the day he laid eyes on her in the
bookstore. He knew then, one day, she’d wear that collar. He didn’t
get to the age of thirty with his success without an unrelenting
drive to reach each and every impossible goal he’d set for himself.
He knew exactly what he wanted in life and exactly how his life
would play out and he’d stopped at nothing until he’d achieved it.
The same strict rules that he set for himself and his life had
aided him in wearing Mandy down and becoming his.

He’d gone through many subs to find her, and
she was more than worth it. She was his fantasy come true. He’d
made her trust him but he trusted no one. He had already told her
more than he’d ever told anyone else, but then again, she was a
unique one-of-a-kind woman. Everything about her called to him, to
his inner beast.

"Welcome, Mr. Damian. I have your order ready
in the viewing room. If you’ll just follow me sir."

Jett nodded once and waited for the gushing
clerk to proceed them. She irritated the hell out of him with her
trying too hard looks and her shrill voice. He’d noticed Mandy
stood silent and nervous beside him. He patted her hand resting on
his arm. "Relax, tigress. This is to be a fun trip, remember? I’m
right here beside you, you’re safe with me. Do you want Xavier to
come in?"

"Yes, please." Mandy trembled. She was more
afraid than she thought of being out in the open.

Jett pushed a button on his watch and seconds
later Xavier entered the store and stood behind them.

"Sir?"

"Mandy doesn’t feel safe out in the open and
prefers your presence with us. His is acceptable to
you?"

"More than acceptable, sir." Xavier said and
bowed.

"I do believe Xavier finds you as mesmerizing
as I do, Tigress."

His word shocked her and strangely pleased her
at the same time. She glanced back at Xavier with wide eyes and was
met with a kind smile and a wink. She felt a stirring deep within
that she didn’t understand.

"Thank you for your kindness,
Xavier."

"Anytime, ma’am." Xavier said with a small
southern drawl.

"Jett chuckled beside Mandy, aware of the
instant and growing chemistry between his sub and his best friend
and sometimes, sub. She was the first of his subs, attracted to
Xavier. When she was ready, he’d introduce Xavier into their
playtime. If she didn’t rush the issue. He noticed how her eyes
kept straying backward. The three followed the clerk to the viewing
room where she was then dismissed by Jett with authority. She left
the room and closed the curtain behind her. He walked over to the
table top with a large display box sat. He instructed Xavier to
have a seat and for Mandy to stand before the three full-length
viewing mirrors. Both followed his instructions without question or
hesitation. Jett then moved another chair just to the right of the
mirrors where he could see Mandy perfectly as an idea came to him.
The jeweler had done a magnificent job with her sub collar. The
band around her throat was made up of five strands of pearls with
the centerpiece a square of 24 karat gold with inlaid diamonds, two
karats worth.

Jett decided to sit in the comfortable chair
after moving Mandy backward several steps, so he could have an
unimpeded view of her face and the whole front of her body. He
stared silently and intently at her, until her eyes became focused
solely on him and not on Xavier.

"Yes that’s right. Good girl, tigress. Keep
your eyes focused on me for now." Without taking his eyes off of
her, he said, "Xavier, I’d like you to remove Mandy’s blouse and
red lace bra off for me, from behind. Use the mirror to guide your
hands." He watched as Mandy’s eyes became wide as saucers and her
body began to tremble. "Ready to use that safe word yet, tigress?"
He asked and watched her eyes narrow into daggers of defiance as
she shook her head no.

"Fine. Xavier, I want you to undress her body
slowly and seductively and cherish every second of it and if you
have to brush across her breasts or tweak her nipples that is
alright as well." He glanced over to see Xavier smile with his eyes
while his face remained blank. He chuckled and turned his gaze back
to Mandy. Her breathing had slowly increased. Whether she wanted to
admit it or not, he knew she was getting excited. "Face the mirror
now, tigress." He commanded.

Mandy stared into the middle mirror, her eyes
locked on to Xavier smoky gray ones while she watched him slowly
approach her backside. She noticed his eyes on hers, they never
strayed. She was unaware her breathing sped up in anticipation and
nervousness. There is something mysterious and mesmerizing about
the way Xavier stared at her. She’d almost forgotten Jett was
there.

When Xavier reached her, his hands caressed
her hips, making Mandy start with the unfamiliar touch.

"Shh. It’s alright tigress. You can trust to
Xavier, he won’t hurt you, he only wants to please you, love you
and caress your silky soft skin. Give in to his touch
sweetheart."

Mandy, being shorter than Xavier leaned back
into his chest and her body instinctively followed Jett’s
soft-spoken commands under laid with steel. Without conscious
thought, she bared her neck to Xavier. He momentarily pulled away
to kiss the line of her slender soft neck. When he pressed up
against her behind again, he was hard as a rock. His hands pulled
her blouse out of her jeans and slipped under to caress her
stomach. He pulled them back out only to raise them and cup then
caressed her breasts through layers of fabric. The heat in Xavier’s
eyes took her breath away and made her incredibly wet. His answer
open one button at a time slowly, as though he wanted to savor each
reveal of skin, as if she was the only woman on the planet. He
whispered in her ear when he’d released the last button. "God, I
feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven! You’re incredibly
beautiful, sweet Mandy." His warm calloused hands caressed her
stomach, cupped her breasts, squeezed and released. With an action
faster than her eyes could see, he ripped her bra free and released
her aching and heavy breasts.

"Now the collar, Xavier. When she has it on,
you can have some more fun.

Xavier wink Mandy in the mirror and walked at
a normal pace to the table to retrieve the collar, his hard on
leading the way.

"Do you like Xavier, Mandy? Does he get you
all hot and wet in front of the mirror?"

"God, yes!"

"Good. Do you want to fuck him?"

Mandy stared through the mirror at Xavier, his
hard manhood begging to be released from his pants and answered,
"I’m intimidated by his size, master," in a breathy and husky
voice, knowing she had already soaked her underwear and was about
to soak her jeans and thighs. Watching Xavier undress her in the
mirror combined with the overwhelming seat in his eyes and his hard
manhood pressed into her bum had been almost too much to
handle.

"Don’t. Cum. Mandy. I can assure you, Xavier
is known for giving a woman multiple orgasms." He turned to look at
Xavier. "Do you want to fuck Mandy, Xavier?"

"I can think of nothing else at the moment I
would rather do, sir." Xavier stared at Mandy’s beautiful
breasts.

"Hmm. Then fuck her, love her, and please her
you shall. Now put the collar where it belongs." Jett continued in
his soft-spoken voice as a blended into the background. "I want to
see how her collar looks then I will order you to give her as many
orgasms as you can, Xavier."

Mandy thought of the collar as more like a
necklace, and extravagant wonder of the likes of which she had
never seen before. It wasn’t as heavy as she imagined it might be.
It was light and made her feel beautiful.

"I love it! Thank you master. I will wear it
with pride."

"It looks beautiful on you, tigress, just like
I knew it would. Now have some fun you two."

"You’re not leaving are you?" Mandy’s voice
rose in fear.

"No tigress, all stay right here and watch. I
won’t leave you. Your mine now, just as Xavier is mine. Try to
relax and enjoy, baby."

Mandy’s eyes returned to the mirrors and
became trapped within Xavier’s. She slowly turned to face him. He
was dressed like Jett and the trademark of vest and slacks along
with an old-fashioned timepiece on a chain. She lifted her hands
and place them upon his vest. At his almost imperceptible nod, she
moved her shaky hands to the buttons on his vest and unbuttoned
them slowly. When they fell open, she forced herself not to gasp at
the site of the multiple deep scars across his chest. Instead, she
bent her head and kissed every single one while in Xavier ran his
hands through her hair. When she was done, she kissed her way down
his abdomen to the top of his slacks and opened them. She pulled
them down to his feet and looked up at this impressive body. When
her eyes reached his face, there was an Inferno of raw, primal
desire barely contained and controlled.

Xavier in turn wrapped her shoulders and
helped her to her feet then kissed her with such power and passion,
it took her breath away. He turned her toward the mirror to watch
as he caressed her breasts and nipples. As he unbuttoned her pants
and slid them and her undies down her legs. She stepped out of her
heels and close. He cupped her between the thighs and brought her
to instant orgasm.

Mandy moaned deeply, her head thrown back and
wild abandon. Xavier lowered her to her hands and knees but before
he could get a grip on her hips, Mandy’s fear got the better of
her. She crawled quickly away to the space between Jett's open
legs, put her face in his lap, wrapped her arms around his waist
and held on for dear life. "I can't do this." She whispered into
his lap.

"You can do this. Your body wants this. It’s
alright, tigress, I’m right here." Jett said as he caressed her
back. He looked up and nodded to Xavier who entered her from
behind.

Mandy screamed into his lap. Xavier was too
big for her, stretched her to tight, and caused overwhelming
feelings and sensations to rush through her body.

Jett put his arm around her shoulders to hold
her tight and petted her hair with his other hand. "Easy, Xavier,
she’s not used to your size or endurance." Jett scolded and looked
down in shock when he felt his manhood released. He saw the fear in
her eyes when she begged him to let her play, to take her mind off
the things she wasn’t ready to deal with. "This one time, I’ll
allow it, tigress." He growled, already excited by her orgasm and
how beautifully sensual she was in its midst.

Mandy used more care as she pulled his pants
off his hips and down to his ankles. She spread his knees again and
devoured him completely while her hands caressed his balls for a
few moments. She then let his manhood go and kissed her way down,
swallowing each ball sack and caressing unit with her tongue and
mouth, one at a time. She was overjoyed when Jett hissed and moaned
and complemented her skills. She wanted to make him feel as she had
with him. She wanted him to trust her enough to let her push him
right off that edge. She wanted it very badly.

Jett had to fight against his primal urges to
fuck her mouth in order to give her this freedom to experience and
have the sense of control to do to him what felt right to her. With
his balls in her mouth, the feeling so exquisite, he nearly lost
himself. She was back on his manhood now with gentle rocking
motions due to Xavier’s movements but her vibrating moans
threatened to be his undoing. He nodded and gave a signal to Xavier
who reached around and played with her little button and forced her
to have one orgasm after another, three in total as a reward. Each
time, she screamed louder and louder. The vibrations stronger and
stronger against his manhood had him yelling in pleasure along with
her, especially when she swallowed him all the way to the
base.