His Every Fantasy (23 page)

"Yesss…." She hissed in response.

"Excellent. Good girl, Mandy." Jett leaned his
head over her shoulder and licked her lips ever so slowly then
proceeded to suck on her ear lobes while blowing hot air into her
very sensitive ear canals. He grew impossibly hard as she moaned
and writhed against him. Without realizing it, he had moved her to
the next window.

"Welcome to the Hellfire Room of Pain,
tigress. I believe this is a room you, yourself will fully enjoy
one day soon."

Mandy watched through hooded eyes as the
female Domme strapped a naked man down over a spanking bench and
proceeded to paddle his bum. She followed it with a flogging and a
caning. She could not control her body from shivering and writhing
against Jett. This was by far her favorite room so far. The Domme,
around her own age was mesmerizing to watch. There was a beauty in
what she did and in how she became aggressive and cruel one moment,
nurturing and generous the next. Mandy gazed around the room and
saw a king sized bed customized with shackles and handcuffs on the
head and footboards. There were many ropes as well.

On the side wall were sexual toys of every
shape and size on display, either hanging on the wall or in clear
glass cases. So many of the toys excited her curiosity and others
had her blushing ferociously. She continued to watch as the Domme
went to one of the glass cases and took out then buckled a strap on
dildo around her waist. The dildo was very realistic looking. The
Domme grabbed what appeared to be a bottle and squeezed a jelly
like substance all over the dildo and then squeezed a large amount
on the crack of her sub's bum, using her fingers to rub it around
and slide in and out of his bum while he tensed up and then moaned
his delight. She had never seen such a thing before and while
curious, she could not stop her whole body from turning into hot
lava while she watched the Domme stroke her dildo as if it really
was a part of her anatomy before she carefully guided it into the
man’s bum and began to slowly thrust in and pull out. She said the
dirtiest things to the man.

"Master?" Mandy could barely choke the word
out and turned her head to look at Jett's face. His eyes were not
only profoundly intense as they stared back at her, but they were
full of fire.

"Yes, tigress?" He drawled the words
out.

"What––is that thing to the side of the female
dominant that looks like a big X?" She asked, choking on the words.
Her eyes kept being drawn back to the Domme as she tried to change
the subject.

"That––my luscious playmate––is called a Saint
Andrews cross. It has many uses for the Dom or Domme. It is quite
popular in kink and BDSM clubs, private homes and basically
anywhere you can think of in our world. I also know your question
is intended to hide from me the fact that you can't take your eyes
off the Domme or her strap on. Both have you mesmerized and have
taken your breath away. You become wetter by the second as you
watch her."

Mandy did her upmost best to ignore his
suggestive comment and strengthened her voice, "The cross is
beautiful and exciting. Maybe––sometime, you could hook me up to
that and have your wicked way with me?" Her eyes lit up like a
devil's at the prospect of gaining a pure soul with her
words.

Jett had no doubt she was in love with the
cross but knew her words were more for the Domme and her strap on,
than for the cross itself. He could read between the lines with
Mandy as clear as day. But, he would play along with this new game
of hers and allow her to pretend to keep her secrets.

"One day––when you’re ready and well trained
to my touch and my punishment." He whispered and sucked on her ear.
He turned her face back to do what she wanted most, even if she
refused to admit to it and that was watching the Domme and her sub.
"There is definitely something to be said for a man who can take it
up the ass by a beautiful and dominating woman. Who can free
himself to indulge in the pleasure she brings to him, pushing him
toward the ever elusive but ultimate goal of subspace." Jett smiled
wickedly from behind Mandy.

"To the next window, tigress." Jett commanded
and they side-stepped again and again after watching each room’s
activities. Some of the rooms were based on fetishes that Mandy
really couldn’t stomach but at least tried to understand for Jett's
sake.

She stopped and refused to move an inch when
they reached the blood room's window. It looked like a blood red
bedroom with some fascinating toys. But it was the couple in the
throes of a passionate embrace that drew her eyes. Every woman in
love with the phenomenon of sexy vampires would be drooling over
the scene playing out in the blood room. She was no exception as
she felt herself grow even wetter at the scene. The incredibly hot
and sexy man was a dead ringer for Eric from the True Blood series
on television, her favorite vampire character. The vampire in the
room looked so identical to Eric Northman, that Mandy put a hand on
the window, praying to fall through and be caught only to be bitten
by his sharp vampire teeth. It would be one of her hottest
fantasies come true.

"Another fantasy of yours, tigress?" Jett
whispered deeply.

"Oh God, yesss…." Chills and currents of heat,
alternated running up and down her spine while she watched the
vampire bite his victim’s wrist, breast and inner thigh. The sight
made her the horniest she’d ever been in her life. She was so damn
close to begging Jett to let her in there, right now. To hell with
the other woman!

Mandy, lost to her fantasies, is unaware Jett
just stripped her naked. She only knew at that moment, if she
rubbed her shaking finger on her clit, she would scream at the top
of her lungs from she imagined would be her most powerful orgasm
yet.

"Come along, tigress." Jett was ready to
explode from watching Mandy lose herself in uninhibited fantasy as
she watched the couple in the blood room. She was burning him
alive, so hot were the waves of heat emanating from her body. Her
heavenly scent was growing stronger by the second, almost as if it
was his own special aphrodisiac and seeped out of every pore in her
body. Mandy writhed with abandon, reached around her hip with her
hand to caress his cock then stopped just in time and took it away
again. She was obeying the rules very well and he was immensely
proud of her.

When Mandy stubbornly pressed her naked body
against the window, Jett growled possessively, lifted her off her
feet and forcefully carried her to the next window where he held
her in place, so she couldn’t run back to the blood room's window
again. He hadn’t pegged her as a vampire groupie, but he should
have known better. Every woman these days wanted to be bitten by
and have sex with a damn vampire. They all wanted to live out the
fantasy and now he knew, his Mandy was no exception.

At the next window, "The Electric Chamber"
room was equally fascinating to her if not a bit odd. It sported an
authentic electric chair from a nearby closed down prison and a
woman was strapped into it. The only difference was that the
electric stimulators were attached to her nipples and clit. Her
moans and screams of pure ecstasy and pain drew Mandy right in as
another fantasy took hold in her mind. She was confused about the
necessity of the blindfold and the headphones the woman
wore.

Turning halfway toward Jett in his arms, she
asked him what their purpose was.

"Sensory deprivation causes all other senses
to heighten considerably." He explained.

"Fascinating. What do they use for toys in
this room besides the attachable electric stimulators?"

"Do you see what the Dom has in his
hands?"

Mandy nodded slowly in confusion and listened
as Jett explained that it was similar to the stimulators she was
used to. The difference was that it delivered only a low voltage
shock of electricity straight to the G-spot when inserted inside of
the vagina or anus.

"Your beautiful bum is a treasure trove of
sensation and alone can cause multiple orgasms, some of which will
be the most powerful you will ever experience. The Dom or Domme has
to use extreme care not to tear or break the thin tissues during
stimulation."

"Mm. Your tigress has been very bad and
deserves a swift punishment, Master." Mandy murmured, her inner
tigress fighting to be free of all restraints as she fought against
the overwhelming urge to play with herself and make Jett watch,
just to see the effect it would have on him.

"I know, my tigress. I can smell your heavenly
scent and it has been getting stronger the more aroused you become.
He slid two long fingers deep inside of her wet warmth and pulled
them out dripping with her hot juices. His eyes compelled her to
keep watching as he slowly brought them to his mouth and sucked on
them. His eyes fluttered closed in pure pleasure at the exquisite
taste of his Mandy. When he forced his eyes open again, it was to
Mandy’s passion-filled, hot-as-hell gaze as she stared at him over
her shoulder and panted. She was now a wild tigress in heat and in
need of her mate.

He dipped his fingers into her wet warmth
again and pulled them out again with an agonizing slowness to drive
her crazy. Only this time, he brought his dripping fingers up to
her stubbornly closed lips.

"Open up and taste yourself on my skin." When
Mandy shook her head no, he growled, "If you don’t, I will make you
yearn for orgasm all night long while strapped to the Saint Andrews
cross and I will deny you that which you desire most,
tigress."

He took the forefinger of his free hand and
brushed her swollen clit with a feather soft caress causing her to
bite her lip and buck her body. Her mouth flew open on a moan. It
was all he needed as he shoved his fingers between her luscious
lips and held her tongue down.

"Close your mouth and taste us, tigress." She
had no choice with him holding her tongue in place, so she did as
he asked and was surprised. Together, they tasted sinfully
delightful to her overheated and short circuited senses constantly
misfiring in the heat of the moment.

While she sucked his fingers clean of every
drop, he whispered in her ear, "Baby, you are soaked and I am
fucking starving. I am going to lap up every last drop of cum out
of your beautiful rosy pussy and then I’m going to make you cum all
over again as I fuck you with my tongue." His words and dirty
talking left her trembling where she stood on now rubbery
legs.

Her tongue poked out between her dry lips to
slowly caress and wet them just before a strangled moan burst forth
as her brain completely short-circuited. No man had ever wanted to
do that to her before. Her ex thought it was disgusting as could
be. Her face flushed a magnificent molten lava red.

Jett was quiet for a moment as he read the
expression on her face. He rasped, "No one––ever? I’ll be damned. I
am more than pleased to be your first, sexy."

"How did––"

"I know? You are very easy to read tigress
when you’re not trying so hard to hide your thoughts from
me."

"Oh."

"Lean back against the wall. I want you to
watch every second of this as well as enjoy." Jett rasped again,
fighting one hell of a fight within himself to not devour her
whole, body and soul. His cock strained upward toward her, wanting
badly to be buried deep inside of her. He watched her eyes fixate
on his cock and his hands trembled with a growing lack of
control.

"But I––"

"Shh. This is not up for debate, tigress. Lean
back against the wall or I will carry you to the public arena and
do it there just as easily. I know several who would love to hold
you down for me." Jett growled like a man possessed.

Curiosity and fantasy won out moments later
and she did what he demanded without anymore hesitation. The chilly
surface of the smooth wall felt heavenly against her overheated
skin. She stared down at Jett through heavily hooded eyes. His eyes
remained fixed on her face flushed with anticipation, excitement,
and embarrassment. His nostrils flared as he inhaled her scent. She
knew his inner primal beast surged to the forefront and her tigress
welcomed him.

Jett lifted her trembling right leg and rested
it on his shoulder. He kissed the skin just above the knee and gave
her a sexy smile before he continued to kiss his way upward. "Your
beautiful pussy and your swollen rosy clit are both begging for my
mouth," he growled.

Mandy was already close to exploding when blew
on her clit.

"Mm. Damn you smell delicious." Just as he
spoke the last word, he licked her clit with his warm, wet and
stiff tongue.

Mandy’s head slammed back against the wall
momentarily as she cried out in ecstasy at the overwhelming
sensations cascading through her body. The warmth of his tongue,
mouth and teeth lightly abrading her sensitive skin were almost too
much to bear.

When his lips latched onto her clit and sucked
hard, her hands dove into his silky hair and pulled his face
tighter against her body. Jett not only allowed it, his chuckle
vibrated the sensitive skin and pushed her even higher as he
sucked, licked and bit her clit with increasing vigor. The shudders
began deep down inside her core and rippled outward with growing
intensity and a force beyond anything she'd ever felt before. It
left her exploding into a multitude of sensations and
colors.