The Heart's Domination (Touched By You 3) (2 page)

With the mysterious item still in his palm, Tanner knelt before Natalie. He leaned in and kissed her naked flesh. Her abdomen glowed
with the touch of his hot kiss.

His head tilted up and
his tongue swept over her tiny, red nipples and across the tops of her breasts. He sought to devour her, his beautiful conquest. He bit her nipples gently, and tugged them in his teeth. Natalie whimpered. Already, she wanted to come.

She was unable to move. So badly, she wanted to close her thighs and tense the muscles to reduce the onslaught of the craving pain. All she could do was
to endure.

“I should blindfold you,” Tanner told her. “It would make your orgasm more intense.
But, I want to see your face when you come.”
More intense
, Natalie thought, not sure she could take
more intense
. So far, this was
more intense
than anything she could recall, noting that being tied in a position that restricted her from mitigating her excitement, bordered on pain.

Tanner kissed her lightly on the lips, just to show her a moment of kindness before ravaging her to his heart’s
content. He flipped a switch on the gel penis and it began to vibrate. Natalie now watched his every move.

Tanner cupped her vagina in his hand. His hard cock tightened and swelled. “You’re so wet, baby,” he moaned. “You want this.”

He slipped the lifelike penis into her wet slit and she felt the vibrations course through her sex. Ah, the sweet pleasure.

But, she felt something else that she didn’t expect. The tiny extension
protruding from the vibrating object was like two, little fingers. These fingers were also vibrating, along each side of her clit. Natalie panted and groaned, but couldn’t move. It was almost too much, but not quite.

Not yet. Without anticipating the movement, Natalie felt the toy penis plunge inside her. It was not only vibrating, but plunging in and out. All the while, the tiny fingers vibrated her clit. She threw her head back against the chair, completely at Tanner’s mercy.

He witnessed the torture he delivered and his body flushed with heat. “Look at me,” he commanded, sternly.

As if a puppet on a string, Natalie tilted her head up
, and looked into Tanner’s blue, blue eyes. She could see his joy at the torture and her lower body flooded with a new wave of heat. “Tanner, please,” she groaned.

“Not yet,” he stated unequivocally. “You’ll wait until I tell you.” Holding the erotic, gel penis in position, he took his other hand and began to massage his
stiff cock. Natalie moaned softly at the sight. His biceps flexed as he grabbed his hot cock and pulled up and down on it.

“Look at me,” he said, and she was. She couldn’t help it. The sight was so erotic. Tanner rubbing his swollen member, in a vain attempt to relieve the ache, sent her further into the beginning of an orgasm that she had no control over. Knowing the effect he had, Tanner stopped stroking and took his hand away from his heavy cock.

Tanner’s hand stroked, along her inner thigh. Her eyes locked onto his. She thought the stimulation was the most she could endure, until he flipped the switch and turned up the vibrator. Natalie panted and moaned continuously, so needing release. Because she couldn’t move, the pleasure intensified, and she could do nothing to control her reaction.

The
tiny fingers massaged her clit, turning it into a hard pebble, every nerve strained and ready. The gel penis vibrated faster, too fast. And it plunged in and out of her. She panted loudly and Tanner saw her pleading look.

“Now baby,” he ordered. “Come now. Look into my eyes. I want to see you.”

The commanding tone coupled with the relentless stimulation sent her into a compelling orgasm. The waves of pleasure took her and she had no protection, no defense against the strength. The muscles in her body tensed and her vagina clenched, over and over. The sensation seemed focused at the tip of her clit and radiated out, powerfully, into her vagina.

Natalie looked into Tanner’s eyes, seeing his admiration, his lust. Sh
e screamed, long and loud. As she crested the peak of her orgasm, she finally felt release begin to flow through her over-stimulated body. The orgasm seemed to go on and on. At last, her knees fell further apart, and she let her head fall against the cushion behind it. She couldn’t move.

Tanner rapidly undid the ropes and pulled Natalie into his arms, holding her securely, letting her collapse
against him. She glowed with the after-effects of her orgasm and felt Tanner’s warm, muscled chest under her cheek. She’d been transported to another dimension, she was sure. This must be what it means to be submissive. In this state, she’d willingly do anything Tanner asked of her. She desired his command and felt protected by his strength.

Tanner brushed his hand down her back. He knew the strength such an orgasm took and cradled Natalie, basking on the other side of the intense pleasure.

Natalie felt Tanner’s cock, hot and swollen against her. The recent sight of him stroking his cock, in a virile display, came back to mind. Warmth spread through her lower body. She wanted him. The orgasm he’d given her had aroused her love and desire, and now she wanted to please him.

Tanner lifted Natalie’s chin
, and tilted her head up, to kiss her hotly. His tongue desperately sought hers. His kiss was possessive and tender at the same time. His hard dick was not to be denied. He lifted Natalie above him, and holding his dick at the base, eased her down over him. She was so wet that he slid deeply into her without effort.

They both groaned. Natalie relished the deepness of the penetration. As tantalizing as the toy had been only moments ago, it could never match having Tanner’s
huge cock deep inside her. That’s what she wanted. That’s what she craved.

Tanner moaned when his dick filled her up and his hot balls pressed again
st her sex. Natalie wanting to pleasure him, moved up and down, holding herself upright by gripping his shoulders. Up and down – over and over – faster and faster. She felt his cock swell bigger.

Her vagina clenched around his cock as it slid in and out. Her clit tensed in preparation for another orgasm, almost too sensitive
, which made the sensation more intense. Tanner moved his hips up and down in time with Natalie’s motions.

She looked at his perfectly sculptured face, softened in the heat of passion.
His jaw tensed and his abdomen hardened. He fucked her faster. His thighs tensed, and deep inside her, he yelled, “Come with me, now…now.”

Toget
her they rocked into an orgasm and spiraled into realms of erotic pleasure, driving them together as one. Panting loudly, Natalie screamed when a second orgasm took her. Tanner moaned at the sound of her release. He poured his cum into her, holding nothing back, giving her everything.

Natalie vaguely remembered Tanner taking her to bed. He soaked up
the sweet juices that flowed out of her with a small towel, and covered her with the thick blanket. He slid in beside her, holding her to him. Her round, little ass pressed against his sex. Holding her to him in a warm embrace, they fell into a peaceful sleep. If Natalie talked in her sleep that night, she was safe. Tanner was sleeping soundly and never heard anything.

The ring of Natalie’s phone startled her out of deep sleep. She didn’t realize at first that Tanner wasn’t still beside her.

“Natty?
” It was Jazzy’s voice, out of place in the middle of the night. Instantly, Natalie was alarmed.

“Jazzy, what is it,” she asked, fully awake now.

“It’s mom. She woke in the night in a lot of pain – abdominal pain. I had to call an ambulance. I’m at the hospital now. Oh, Natty, I’m so worried.”

“What did they say? Do you know what’s wrong yet?”

“No, I’m waiting. I don’t know anything yet. It was all so sudden. She seemed better since the change of medication. But, you know she doesn’t like to complain. Maybe she was having pain and didn’t tell me. She’s always tired and looks weak, so it’s hard to tell.”

Natalie was sitting up with the
light on. “Okay, honey. I’ll get dressed. The airport is closed down now but I’ll get a flight later. Call me the instant you hear anything. I’m so sorry you’re alone. Hang on Jazz. I’ll be with you as soon as I can.”

Natalie’s fear was that her mother would develop ca
ncer of the liver. Since she suffered from cirrhosis of the liver due to alcoholism, the chances of the cancer were greater. As it was, her life expectancy was reduced because of the disease.

It seemed to her that her mother was paying too big a price for love. Alcohol had been the only way to numb the pain of being left by the only man she’d
ever loved. Emma had given up drinking as soon as she was diagnosed, but it was too late to reverse the damage that had already been done.

“Tanner?” She called. Pushing open the door, she found him in his office. He seemed to work all hours of the day
, and slept little.

He saw the look on her face
, and knew immediately that something was wrong. He came over to her and held her by the shoulders. “What baby? What is it?”

Natalie
quickly told Tanner the situation. She was already crying. “Oh, Tanner, I’ve got to go, right now,” she pled, but had no reason to convince him. He was already taking charge.

“You don’t have to wait for a flight
. I’ll have you there in my jet in no time. Let me call now to wake up the pilot. You go and pack a few things. As soon as you’re ready, I’ll see that you are flown to Oakland. I’ll have a driver waiting at the Oakland airport, to take you to the hospital immediately.”

Natalie just nodded. She was too distressed to make decisions or discuss matters. Relief flooded over her that Tanner would take care of those details. Her only thought was to be with Jazzy and her
mother.

Natalie kept her arm around Jazzy who was very distressed. “Thank you for coming so quickly,” she said.

“Of course,
I always would. So, they are still running tests?”

“Yes, so far. Abdominal pain is an expected symptom
of her illness, but the doctor wants to make sure further complications haven’t developed.”

“Like cancer?”

“Yes, that’s one that he mentioned. Oh, Natalie, it can’t be. Not mom.” Jazzy eyes were red and swollen. Tears welled in them again.

“We don’t know yet. She might be okay. Let’s just wait and see,” she said
, reassuringly.

It was hours before there was further word from the doctor. But
, neither Jazzy nor Natalie had wanted to leave. They couldn’t sleep or do anything else until they knew for sure. Finally, the emergency room doctor came out to speak with them.

“I’m D
octor Kallen,” he said. “You’re here for Emma Baker?”

“Yes,” Jazzy said.
“I’m Jazmin Baker, and this is my sister, Natalie.” The nurse came out a couple of times earlier to let me know about the tests you were running. How is she?”

“Your mother is resting now. We’ve given her something for the pain and to help her sleep.
So far, I don’t think there are going to be complications. The disease is progressing, but that’s to be expected.”

“Cancer?”
Natalie asked, directly.

“I won’t know for sure until I get all the test results back, but I don’t think so,” he smiled in a fatherly manner.

Jazzy was so tired and wrung out. She was pleasantly surprised when Natalie told her a driver was waiting to take them home. She didn’t ask any questions, just got in with her sister and leaned back on the seat. The doctor’s news had been good, so far.

They were back at the h
ospital the next morning and were allowed to see Emma, but only briefly. She was still very weak but seeing her daughters was good for her recovery. She hated to be in the hospital and away from home.

The doctor confirmed that the test results didn’t show anything alarming. Not anything they didn’t know already. No cancer, not now anyway.

Natalie called Tanner from the waiting room. Her mother would
have to stay in the hospital for another day or two. “I’m so glad she’s stable. I know a disease like this is unpredictable,” he said.

“Yes, I’m so relieved. But this could happen again. With this illness, she’s always at risk.”

“Yes, I know,” Tanner said. “I’ve been thinking….Emma has been sick for years, and normally the prognosis isn’t good.

My uncle
is a specialist, Doctor David Eugene Clarke. He likes to be called Gene, or Doctor Gene, by those who prefer to be more formal. He’s my father’s only sibling - five years younger than William would be - if he were alive today.

He works at a clinic here in New York. I’ve arranged for him to fly out and meet your moth
er. His area of expertise is regenerative cell therapy. It’s a fairly new field but he’s seen some remarkable results.

It’s not for me to say, but possibly he could offer treatment to your mother. He helps patients
that have cirrhosis. I’m not sure what he can do but I’d like to give Emma the chance.”