The British Bondage Collection (7 page)

Stepping in beside her, Daniel closed the door
and Holly’s chest constricted as that wall of muscle bore down upon her. She
peered up at him through her lashes as he leaned over and turned on the shower.
Sighing as the warm jets poured over her battered and used body, Daniel watched
her carefully.

Reaching across for the soap, he looped an arm
around her back and hauled her flat against him, her hard nipples prodding his
chest. “I didn’t expect to find a sub as perfect as you in a place like this.”

Before she could respond, he dove down and
kissed her hungrily, making her head spin. The hand with the soap in trailed
over her back and buttocks, thoroughly lathering every part of her. He paid
particular attention to her arse, sweeping it over her anus and occasionally
probing it, making her gasp.

He must be getting me ready for his cock.
But
any trepidation she felt was gone as he brought up the soap between them and
rubbed it vigorously over her breasts and thighs. Then he pressed the soap into
her hand. “Clean me.”

Holly eagerly obliged, soaping his back and
taut buttocks as he turned around for her. She didn’t miss an inch, determined
to do the very best for her Dom.
Her Dom?
Holly shook her head as she
admired his arse. Her Dom for one night only. Afterwards, she would be long
gone. Her heart ached already…

Daniel turned around and she cleaned his chest
and thighs before getting down onto her knees and paying special attention to
his cock and balls, working the soap into them until his length was as rigid as
it could be.

She stared up at him as the shower splashed
over their bodies, dripping over her face and hair. She didn’t care. As he
looked down on her, it was as if nothing else mattered. Not even her uncle and
her shitty life.

Keen to feel more of his solid shaft, she
worked more lather over it until he hauled her to her feet. “You keep doing
that and I won’t last long enough to sink my cock into you again.”

“S-sorry.”

“Don’t be, Holly. Don’t ever be sorry for
servicing your master.”

Your master? Did he feel it too? Or was she
just a quick fuck in a line of many, many others?

She gave him a gentle smile. “Ok, Daniel.”

Abruptly he shoved her back against the tiles,
pinning her there with a hand on her soapy cunt. His fingers worked quickly to
make her bud swell and within seconds, she was gasping and scrabbling for
purchase against the tiles.

“Is your pussy sore?”

Holly nodded. “Y-yes,” she managed to grind out
during breaths.

“Shall I make you come?”

“Oh, yes. Yes, please.”

“Good.” His thumb circled her sore clit roughly
as two fingers plunged suddenly into her swollen and delicate heat. He curled
them round, working at her G-spot as the rough pad of his thumb worked brutally
at her nub, the soap doing little to smooth the sensation. “You’re amazing when
you come,” he added.

Holly gripped onto his shoulders as her legs
threatened to collapse and his determined hand brought her to the brink, the
tenderness of her sex mingling with the pure bliss that his fingers sent
through her. He observed as the flush shimmered through her body and she
somehow managed to keep her gaze on his, aware this was what he liked. Her
mouth fell open in a silent ‘Oh’ as she crested, the climax stealing her breath
entirely.

He tapped at her clit with his thumb until she
was entirely spent and her over-sensitive bud flinched under his touch.
Mercifully, he released her and rewarded her with another kiss before opening
the shower door and helping her out.

Wrapping a fluffy towel around her, he tugged
one over his hips and then turned his attention to drying her. He rubbed
thoroughly at every inch of her until her skin prickled and then he patted damp
her hair.

Holly frowned. “Shouldn’t I be doing this for
you, Daniel?”

He shook his head with a lopsided grin that
made her heart skip. “No. It’s my duty to look after you, just as much as it is
yours to look after your master.”

There it was again.
Your master.
Her
body softened into him, as if mirroring the softening of her heart. No one had
ever looked after her. Not even her hippy parents. How nice it was to be taken
care of for a change.

When he was satisfied she was dried, he led her
over to the bed and pressed her down onto it. Daniel tugged at her nipples
until they were as tight as possible before spreading apart her legs and eyeing
her swollen cunt. He swept a finger over it as he admired it and she flinched.
It was so sore, so inflamed, but in spite of this, a fresh surge of arousal
trickled out at his touch.

“Raise your legs,” he ordered as he pushed her
legs back, “and hold onto them.”

Drawing in a shaky breath, Holly nodded and
hooked her hand under her knees, drawing her legs back and displaying herself
for him. He collected up her cream and drew it down over her puckered hole as
it flexed under his touch.

Chewing her lip, Holly watched nervously. It
was easy to imagine submitting her virgin hole to him when in the throes of
pleasure but now…now she couldn’t see how she could possibly fit that rock hard
cock in there.

He pressed and teased at her hole, coming up
every now and then to draw more of her juices down and then finally a finger
slid in. Holly gasped as he sank his thick finger in past the knuckle and her
hole clenched around it.

Carefully he drew it in and out, and she could
feel sweat beading on her lip and her body straining under the new sensations.
It was far more invasive than his thumb and her body had been too consumed by
pleasure to take much notice at the time.

“Are you nervous?”

Holly opened her mouth and then clamped it shut
and nodded.

Daniel tilted his head with a grin and studied
her. “I like taking anal virgins,” he said matter of factly. “It’s not so  much
the tightness but the little sounds and the look on their face as they feel
your cock sliding in their hole for the first time.” He prodded forwards for
emphasis, drawing a strangled groan from her. “I can’t wait to see your face,
Holly.”

His finger left her and he climbed off the bed
and opened the drawer in the bedside table. Holly observed him, admiring the
ripple of his muscles as he moved easily. Her heart may have been hammering
with apprehension but apparently her body couldn’t get enough of him.

Yanking out a bottle of lube with a triumphant
grin, he settled back onto the bed. “Can you put your legs behind your head?”

Holly nodded unsteadily. “I think so.”

“Do it please.” He eyed her as she pressed her
feet against the bed and her cheeks warmed as it opened up her arse completely.
“Can you stay like that?” he asked.

“I don’t know.” It was not exactly comfortable
but she was pretty flexible.

Leaning over her, Daniel tugged loose the
restraints attached to the brass railings and, with a rip of Velcro, closed
them around her ankles, keeping them pinned next to her head. Her breathing
hitched and she struggled to draw in air as reality hit in. He was going to
stick his cock in her virgin arse. What the hell had she done?

“Holly, stop it,” he said sharply.

“S-sorry,” she stuttered out as she attempted
to calm her breaths.

“I mean it, Holly. Breathe. If you don’t,
you’ll be whipped again.”

His sudden threat snapped her out of her panic
and she found she could breathe more easily once more. When he seemed satisfied
she wasn’t going to pass out from fear, he moved back between her legs and
began smoothing in the silky lubricant.

Holly focused on the rippling of the muscles in
his arm and the slight furrow of concentration on his brow as he covered every
inch of her bottom, thrusting his finger into her hole with gradually more
force and coating her insides with the lube.

When he settled between her legs, Holly felt
the panic bubbling up again as his head prodded her anus experimentally. As he
rubbed it over her arse, lubing up his cock, he kissed her, tangling his tongue
wildly with hers and drowning out her fears once more.

“It’s not my intention to hurt you, Holly. I am
going to take your arse hard and fast eventually, but you will enjoy it. I’ll
make sure of it.”

She nodded her understanding. Would she really
enjoy it? She couldn’t see how, but she knew he wouldn’t intentionally hurt
her. That was enough for her.

With another fierce kiss, he drove his cock
forwards, pressing until she was sure her arse would split. It finally opened
up for him and she held her breath as his head stretched her tight hole wide.
She waited for the pain, but his earlier preparations must have made it ready
for him as none came. Her eyes widened as he inched his way in, his own blue
eyes watching her reaction carefully as her mouth dropped open.

The lube meant he sunk in easily and she
uttered a choked cry as his huge shaft claimed her virgin hole. God, she’d
never felt anything like it. She couldn’t tell whether she liked it or not, the
sensation was so exquisitely alien but when he withdrew almost to the tip before
easing back in once more, her cunt pulsed with need.

Thrusting again, Daniel took her arse with more
force as her body relaxed around him and Holly took what he could give with
increasing eagerness as he told her how hot she was, how tight she was. His
solid thighs slapped against her bottom as he quickened the pace and spikes of
gratification shot through her arsehole.

Daniel groans increased and before long, he was
fucking her arse like a soaking pussy. With her legs restrained, Holly could do
nothing other than cry out as the new sensations tightened her whole body into
one trembling mass of pleasure. With a guttural cry, Daniel’s spray spurted
into her arsehole, triggering a climax so powerful that the Velcro around her
ankles ripped open as her body strained against the restraints. His hot jets
continued to fill her arse until he flopped against her.

Flinging aside the restraints, he eased down
her stiff legs and slipped his cock from her pulsing hole. Holly sighed as he
rested his head against her neck and she stroked her hands up and down his
back. As the world slowly drifted into focus, her heart became heavy. That was
it then. He’d got what he wanted from her. And she would have what she wanted
soon.

***

Holly snuck out in the early hours as Daniel
slept heavily. Once he had cleaned her up again, they talked and ate. He asked
her about her interests and her life. She answered what she could honestly, but
her stomach curdled with every bit of information she kept hidden from him. He
ran a huge software company, she discovered. He didn’t say, but she knew his
wealth ran into the billions. She smiled slightly to herself. She’d never
expected to be sat having a pleasant conversation with the man that just bought
her anal virginity.

And then he made love to her. At least to her,
it felt like that. Tender and slow. Her heart squeezed as she recalled curling
up in his arms. She should have stayed - you were meant to stay with a client
the whole night if they paid enough - but she just couldn’t. How could she face
being dismissed by him after their night was over?

By the time she had changed back into her
office wear, the club was slowly closing down for the night. It shut officially
at 3am but because guests stayed over, the music and bar often remained open
for the last few guests.

Sucking in a breath, she pressed open her
uncle’s office door, pleased to see he was still up too.

He jerked his head up in annoyance but quickly
grinned as he realised it was her. “You did it then, sweetheart? Gave up your
cherry?” He laughed as if he’d made a hilarious joke.

“Yes I did it. You have one very satisfied
customer. Now give me my money.”

He shook his head with another laugh and
propped his chin up on his hands. “You’re a natural, Hol. Perhaps you should
consider being a sub instead?”

“I will not be selling my body for you again,
Uncle. Just give me my money and let me go.”

He pursed his lips and studied her. “No, I
don’t think so.”

“What do you mean?”

“Twenty thou? Do you think I’m stupid? You’re a
good girl, but you’re not worth that much, sweetheart.”

Holly’s chest tightened as her body ran cold.
“You said you’d pay me. I gave up my body for you!” Her voice wavered.

“And you did a great job, honey. I’m proud of
you,” he said snidely. “Now you can either go back to your day job or I’d be
happy to have you as a sub. Got to be more fun than shuffling paper, don’t you
think?”

“Never!”

Anger boiled inside of her and she leapt
forwards to slap at him. His hand shot out with surprising speed for a
heavy-set man and he clenched her wrist painfully before standing and twisting
it around behind her back.

“Justin!” he yelled.

Justin came hurrying in, his eyes wide as he
spotted Holly with her hand pinned.