His Every Fantasy (17 page)

Mandy took comfort in the fact that it was
very noticeable by his demeanor and movements, that Anthony was
gay.
Thank God for small miracles! I really can't take anymore
today, that is, if I can even walk out of her on my own two legs
without appearing bowlegged. If he just wasn't so damn fine
looking....Oh hell, did he just look at my Jett and is that drool
on his lip! Oh no he didn't!
Mandy glared at Anthony for a
moment before she turned her face away but not before Jett saw
it.

At Jett's nod, Anthony dripped hot wax all
over her pubic hairs, soaking them while Jett did the hairs on her
labia and on down to her bum careful not to burn the sensitive skin
there.

Together, the two sinfully good looking men
smoothed the wax strips down with only Jett doing the most
sensitive areas himself. He knew she'd never allow another man that
close to her and felt pride that she trusted him to do so. While
the wax cooled, they also dripped wax and applied strips to her
legs and underarms as well.

Mandy, who had never been waxed before had a
bad feeling that she was going to hate what they were going to do
to her next. The hot wax and strips were nothing so far to endure.
She fantasized about punishing Jett and Xavier while her hands
gripped the sides of the table and she prepared for what she had a
feeling was going to be painful and suddenly felt very exposed and
vulnerable.

"I'm very proud of you. You make a tigress in
the wild look tame compared to your bravery and courage, Mandy."
Jett growled in her ear just before he moved lightning quick and
pulled both strips from her labia down to her bum as fast as he
could.

Tears sprung to her eyes as they flew open and
she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph! What
the fuck are you trying to do, kill me!" She slapped both men's
asses as hard as she could in her position.

"Ouch, hey woman!" Jett growled.

"No, no. My ass is not for you to play with
girlfriend." Anthony scolded, smiled and shook his finger at
her.

"Calm down Mandy, it was just two strips is
all and you are being a very bad girl." Jett sternly scolded while
glaring at her.

"I'll show you bad girl and pissed off tigress
all rolled into one, you son of a bitch!" She growled in a deep
voice, while the pain went from excruciating to stinging like a
mother. "Pull another one of those tapes off and I swear, I will do
the same to both of you and your balls!"

Jett was condescending when he said, "It has
to come off. Now do try to be a good girl and relax," then slapped
her ass nice and hard, giving her another stinging pain to take her
mind off the first and also the worst. "More sensitive women than
you have gone through this without so much as a peep."

"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on, Jett
Damian! You are the biggest asshole that ever walked the earth!"
Mandy cried out.

"Yes I am and don't you forget it, tigress."
He smirked and turned to Anthony. He told him to hold her down the
best he could so that the rest could come off as fast as possible.
"I don't call her tigress for nothing, she has sharp claws." He
joked with Anthony who also laughed.

Jett paused and asked her, "You do trust me
not to cause you any more pain than necessary, correct?"

"I'm not so sure anymore."

"Well, that is a disappointment." Jett
murmured and ripped the rest of the strips from the skin over her
pubic bone causing her to scream out in pain once more.

"Shit asses! Hurry up and get this done, it
hurts like a son of a bitch!" Mandy growled and struggled to get
free.
Take your sweet ass time while you're at it you son of a
bitch!

"I can almost hear your thoughts, tigress.
They fly right across your face and I know you're cussing me out in
silence my dear. But I will tell you, I am very much enjoying this
and it will save you from a worse punishment at bedtime tonight."
Jett smirked and then became distracted by the fresh hairless
skin.

With every strip Jett pulled away, his voice
grew fainter to Mandy's ears and the intensity grew until she felt
herself being forcefully shoved head first right into subspace. It
was the one place she yearned for and never wanted to leave. At
that point, she no longer felt anything as her mind left her body
behind.

When it was all done and over and salve rubbed
into the most tender parts, Jett had an incredibly hard time
pulling Mandy back to reality.

She mumbled, "I like it here, I'm not going to
leave!"

Jett promised to introduce her to hot wax play
later that night if she would come back to him. He could see it was
not as if she didn't try, it was that she had fallen so deep into
subspace that she was having a hard time returning to reality. He
would have loved to leave her deep in subspace as long as she
wanted to be there, but there was too much yet to do at the club to
prepare for that night’s festivities in the VIP lounge as well as
in the main floor of the club itself.

Mandy was half dazed and unable to get her
bearings when she was able to force her mind to somewhat obey him.
Her unfocused eyes fluttered open, and she tried to pull her mind
back to reality at his command, but it had other ideas.

When she was finally able to focus somewhat on
Jett, she saw that he wore a playful smirk and his eyes were so
vibrant, they could make the most religious nun melt and drop her
clothes in a heartbeat at his demand. The heat in his eyes was
profound and intense as they focused on her face and body.
Everywhere his gaze fell, her skin sizzled as if being burnt by its
own sun.

"It’s all over now, sweetheart." Jett said in
a gentle voice and kissed her senseless. He lifted her into his
arms like the priceless artifact she was and carried her to the
changing room, a bit unsteady himself.

I’ve never seen any woman slip so
easily or so deep into subspace before. I rather envy her ability
and at the same time, it makes her a genuine natural sub that will
never bore me and will always be able to be pushed further and
further. I have a feeling she will be the one challenging my
ability as a dominant in ways that has never been done before. Her
extensive abusive past relationship and I’m sure it was much more
severe than she told me, is playing a major role. Her ex is the
dumbest man on the planet to throw away such a rare and precious
diamond like Mandy. No matter, she’s mine now and she’s going to
stay that way.

Jett dressed Mandy with the upmost care. He
preferred she remain naked all day but that would come in time
along with her self confidence. After he dressed her, he carried
her into the shop for the team to work on her hair, manicure and
pedicure all that once. She was out of it and rambled nonsense and
had him slightly worried.

"THIS IS AMAZING!" Mandy spun in a circle in
the middle of Melissa’s new living room hours later.

"It is more elegant than I imagined it would
be," Melissa said. "I assumed it would be merely a bedroom next to
yours."

Mandy and Melissa burst out into simultaneous
squeals of joy and danced around the empty room together. In their
excitement, they had plum forgotten about the presence of the two
men in the room.

Jett cleared his throat. "I guess I don’t need
to ask if the apartment is acceptable." He said when the noise
level wore down.

"Thank you a hundred times over, Mr. Damian."
Melissa bowed her head in respect. "Thank you for everything." She
kept her voice quiet and reverent.

"Good. I'm glad it's acceptable." Jett stared
at Melissa being submissive before he turned his intense gaze on
Mandy. "I have work to attend to before tonight. Xavier will be in
charge of you both in my absence and will escort you back to our
home when you are ready. Don’t dawdle too long. I expect you to be
waiting for me." he ordered.

Mandy replied, "Okay, whatever." Her intent,
to have a little bit of fun with him. She realized her mistake too
late.

"Xavier. Now." he growled.

Xavier dropped to one knee and pulled Mandy
down on her stomach over it.

"Let me go!" Mandy yelled and she squirmed
around trying to break his hold."––you over grown oaf!" She glared
up at Jett with hellfire in her eyes, telling him there would be
consequences for his actions.

Jett glared back down at her in a clear
contest of wills. He grabbed her chin with one hand after he
dropped to his knees. He kissed her possessively and with intent
while at the same time, using his free hand to deliver three hard
smacks to each butt cheek and swallowed her screams that turned
into moans. Afterward, he growled in a whisper heating up her ear,
"That’s master or sir to you tigress in front of others. You will
not disrespect me in front of others and don't you forget
it."

Jett left Mandy in a full on struggle with
Xavier and walked to and opened the door. Only then did he turn
around, smirk and give the order to release her then closed the
door.

"Stay put Mandy. You’re only asking for more
if you go after him." Xavier ordered.

"Screw you, jerk!" She growled and stalked
angrily to the door. "He didn’t play fair and you know
it."

Xavier sighed. "You agreed to be in his world
and you will just have to learn to deal with it."

Melissa was frozen in place and turned on by
the display. She gazed at Mandy with heat in her eyes.

"Don’t even think about it sister! I don’t
sleep with women, especially not with a submissive push over."
Mandy growled over her shoulder and felt a twinge deep inside,
knowing her words for the lie that they were. Right now she was
going after Jett. It was time he understood without a doubt that
she refused to be one of his ordinary subs and she doesn't play
fair either. That jerk did not get to turn her on again and then
just walk away while leaving her a mass of emotions in front of
others as well!

Mandy threw the door open in a fit of rage and
turned right down the hall. She saw Jett at the end, about to enter
the elevator.

"Hey you! Mister High and Mighty who thinks he
can do whatever he wants without consequence, stop your ass right
there!" She yelled, anger filled her body to an uncontrollable
level and she saw nothing but red. It flared even higher when she
noticed his arrogant smirk while he continued to ignore her but
held the elevator door open.

When Mandy reached his side, he threw her off
guard when he gave her a gentle shove inside the elevator and
pressed the stop button after the elevator doors closed.

Mandy shoved him back against the mirrored
wall of the elevator in anger. "You want me to be your sub and role
play, fine. I can do that. I agreed to it. But I refuse to be used
or abused by any man and that includes you, Jett Damian!" Mandy
poked her finger hard into his chest. "I don’t know what games
you’re playing but rest assured I’m not going to play fair anymore
either and by the time I’m done with you –– you won’t know which
way is up or down, starting now." Mandy glared into his now stoic
face, wishing she was telepathic and could hear his thoughts. She
pushed him hard again until he was facing the mirror.

"I want you to see everything I’m going to do
to you and you, Master asshole, will stand there and take it."
Mandy's hands ripped his shirt open and drew scratches down his
chest with her fingernails. "You pissed your tigress off and with
me, there are consequences." She growled as her hands scratched
downward then unbuckled his belt, unzipped the fly of his pants and
released his full erection. "Turn the hell around, now."

Jett turned around, his fast breathing and his
hard erection, were the only indications that she affected him on a
deeper level. His face remained stoic.

Mandy dropped to her knees, leaned over and
swallowed him whole. He tried to stop her and pulled on her arms,
but she was having none of it. She gave a throaty growl and
vibrated his penis in the process.

"Holy hell, woman," burst out of Jett's lips
as he grabbed the golden handrail with both hands and stared at the
mirror to his right. It showed him everything she was doing. He was
tense and on edge. Spanking her after the delicious day they shared
nearly did him in. He knew in Melissa's apartment, he had to get
away from her and fast, before he screwed her with the primal beast
she brought out in him and in front of Melissa and Xavier too.
Mandy was as dangerous as a wild and cornered tigress and she
pushed him to the point of losing all of his hard won calm and
control. He had no one to blame but himself and he knew that too.
He knew he really pissed her off and expected her to yell down the
hall. But now, he was afraid he opened a can of holy hell that
would not be easily shut again. A part of him loved this pissed
off, dominant side of her. It made things more fun between
them.

Jett, about to blow on a soul deep level as
well as a physical one, grabbed Mandy by the hair and yanked,
trying to pull her off of him. He didn’t want to cum in her mouth.
After prying her off his cock, he yanked her up to a standing
position and forced her to turn, her back against his front, making
her face the mirror this time.