The Silken Edge (Silken Edge Series) Page 5

  “Yellow. I need a break, Sir.”

  “There will be no more spanking.”

  Had she done this wrong? Why did he stop? A firm hand touched her lower back and the feel of a cool silken material met her skin again. The soft cloth on her stinging ass cheeks felt wonderful, but not as good as the fingers that danced on her clit. A sudden hard orgasm rocked through her middle making her toes curl, and her eyes roll in the back of her head. Her pussy clenched and a trickle of wetness ran down her legs.

  “Ohhh.” She moaned. “What the hell?”

  Master Jay didn’t respond. After he undid her restraints, he cleaned her with a warm washcloth, and applied a lotion to sooth her pink bottom. He carried her to another room, and sat with her, removing the blindfold.

  Pulling her back up against his chest, he wrapped them together in a soft, warm blanket. Her eyes adjusted to the dim light of candles burning, and the scent of vanilla jasmine incense wafted in the air. Speaking to the back of her head, Master Jay used soft hushed tones telling her she did well and to relax. Her body shivered and she couldn’t be sure if this was the comedown after her experience or something else.

  As if in tune with her mind, he said, “I need to be sure you’re okay before I send you off. It’s all a part of aftercare. What you are feeling now is a drop in your endorphins. Do you have any questions or concerns?” He ran his fingers through her hair and caressed her side.

  “No.” She sighed.

  ***

  Startled by a noise she jumped up and realized she’d fallen asleep. Turning around she saw the wide-eyed Dom who she’d been with for the evening still in his leathers and hood. “It’s okay little one, you dozed off. Between the stress of our session and your nerves, you were exhausted.”

  The cool air stung her skin. She looked around the room frantically for her dress recalling her session and the things they did. Her cheeks grew warm and she wanted to run out, but she couldn’t. Still in her bra and panties she had no idea which way was out anyway.

  Master Jay stood and walked to her slowly with his hands out. “Come,” he demanded, and her body gravitated toward him. How dare her body defy her? He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Her cheek pressed against his chest and she closed her eyes as his chin rested in her hair. “You’re wonderful, and you gave me an amazing gift tonight; it was an honor to be your first experience. Thank you.”

  Her emotions played on her and she began to cry. “Master, am I a freak?” She could feel the tears rolling down her reddened cheeks.

  He pulled away from her. “No, my little one. Why do you ask such a thing?” He wiped her tears away with his thumbs.

  “Because I came after you did…things to me. Things that weren’t normal.” She looked away from him. “And what’s worse is, I liked them.” More tears rolled off her lower lid.

  “That’s where you’re wrong. It was sane, safe and consensual. You felt good, enjoyed the things we did, and you responded to them beautifully. That’s all that matters.” He tucked some hair behind her ear and she nuzzled toward his hand. He cupped her cheek. “Don’t be embarrassed or feel ashamed. You are a sexual, curious being.” He pulled her back into an embrace and she shivered. “Wait here. I’ll get your clothing.”

  He left the aftercare room leaving her standing there deep in thought. Speaking aloud, she said, “I still don’t know what to think.”

  Master Jay cleared his throat and walked to her with her dress and sandals in hand. He dropped her shoes to the floor and she stepped into them. Then he raised her dress and slipped it over her head. Raising her arms she shimmied into the straps and let the fabric drop down around her body. Dressed and ready to go, she didn’t know what to do or say.

  They stood in an awkward silence. “I guess this is goodbye.” She kept her gaze away from his. Safe, she thought. She felt attached to him somehow, and if she looked at him she’d want to run into his arms and cry at the thought of never seeing him again. “Would you have me back, Master?”

  “In a heartbeat, little one. You know where to find me, contact Stan and he can set it up.” He stepped into her personal space and ran his hands down her arms. Raising the hood up off his mouth only, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her mouth. She felt his warm firm lips and wanted more. She opened her mouth but he pulled away too soon.

  “Have you ever had a deep tissue massage?” he asked, and she nodded. “They hurt yet they’re good, right?” She stared at his mouth and then lifted her gaze into his trusting eyes, but then back down to his mouth again. “Physical therapy or going to the dentist for a cleaning can also hurt yet feel good at the same time. Spanking is similar, it hurts good. When you’re sexually aroused it does things to your body. You have to learn what pleases you and how your body reacts. You’ll never know if you don’t try. And to do that, sometimes you have to push your limits. A good Dom can read your body and usually figure it out. Just remember, if you go to another, make sure they have rules and use safewords.”

  “Yes, Sir. Thank you.” She never considered going elsewhere, but the thought of it pulled at her heart a little and made her sad.

  “Your friend is upstairs, better not keep her waiting any longer; it’s been a long night. You’ve been down here for hours.”

  “What?” She looked around anxiously for the exit. He slipped his arm through hers and led her to the staircase leading up to the bar.

  “Goodnight, little one.” He pressed a small kiss to her lips and gently patted her ass to send her on her way. She gasped at the slight burn on her cheeks and her nub responded in earnest by throbbing. She froze, and then ran up the stairs. With her hand on the knob ready to push the door open, she took one last look toward Master Jay at the bottom of the stairs and smiled a big smile for him. He smiled back, and she left.

  She spotted Sherry across the room at a table with a few people Kristy didn’t know. Feeling shy from her kinky encounter, she settled in alone at the bar to reflect on things. As she sat, Sherry made eye contact with her, and at the same time, Stan came over.

  “So, I’m guessing Jay was to your liking?”

  She blushed more, if it was even possible, and nodded.

  He handed her a glass of white wine and a bowl containing dried fruit and nuts. “It’s on the house.”

  “Thank you.”

  “No, thank you. I’ve never seen Jay so happy. He had me cancel and reschedule his appointments for the whole night.” Before she could really think about that, Sherry approached her.

  “So you don’t like kink, huh?” Sherry whispered in her ear. “You were sure gone a long time for someone who wasn’t interested, and you certainly look satisfied.”

  Surprised at her friend's comment, she asked, “How long does one usually stay down there?”

  “It all depends, but a newbie who isn’t into kink wouldn’t have been down there long at all.” Sherry winked at her. “You don’t have to say anything, but I can tell you liked whatever happened. You’re positively glowing.” She slipped onto the barstool next to her.

  “That’s from pure embarrassment.”

  “I know you, and that’s more than embarrassed. You can’t fool me.”

  “Okay I did like it. I like kink. Are you happy? I feel like such a freak.” The words rolled out of her mouth and there was no stopping them.

  Sherry pressed her lips into a thin line and looked away.

  “Oh, shit, Sherry. I am not calling you a freak. Me, I feel like a freak. I’m not sure what to think about what I did, and how I feel about it. It scares me.”

  “And that’s normal, but I bet now you’ve had a taste, you’ll be back. You can’t know your limits if you never explore them. That means you need to experiment to find out what floats your boat, and what doesn’t. Hey, you hold the cards in a scene. Just one word, your safeword, and it’s over. It’ll be okay, and I’m here for you if you ever need me.”

  On the lonely drive home, Kristy thought about what a great best friend
she had, and now that they had more in common, she felt closer to her than ever before. Smiling, she made a detour on her ride back to Steven’s house. The adult superstore on the highway was open 24/7. She'd stop there and purchase a few items.

  Chapter Seven

  The house was dark when she pulled up. “Good.” She wanted to try out her new things. Feeling powerful and incredibly sexy, she went directly to her room and closed the door. She showered and without dressing, went directly to her bed where her buffet of new toys from her shopping excursion sat waiting.

  She pulled the covers back and settled on her bed. She took black ankle cuffs from her shopping bag and put them on allowing her knees to drop apart. Sitting for a minute, she admired how they looked on her creamy skin. Her clit responded. Hmmm, sexy.

  Next, Kristy took out a new rabbit style vibrator and a pair of handcuffs. She cuffed her left hand to the metal scrollwork headboard and reached for her vibrator with her right hand. Using her mouth, she twisted the knob to turn it on. The sound and sight of the clit stimulator excited her. Oh, I’m really messed up, but I need this bad.

  She teased her opening with the head of the toy and found she was slick with wetness. With very little pressure, it slipped right in. She moaned. Pressing the button with a free finger, the bunny ears started to vibrate around her clit. Her moans were louder and stretching out longer.

  “So I guess Sherry finally got to you.” Steven stood next to her bed and spoke in a resigned voice looking her over.

  “Go away!” She needed a lock on her door.

  “Quit screaming.” He threw his hands up in the air.

  She hadn’t realized she yelled, but she didn’t really care. He didn’t leave and it turned her on that he stayed. She was going to play it out, and give him a show worth watching, one he would never forget.

  She amped up the vibration and thrust her toy in and out of her wetness. Her handcuffs made loud clanking noises against the headboard, reminding her of her confinement with Master Jay. She sneaked a peek at Steven.

  He stood rubbing himself through his pants.

  “Rub your cock,” she ordered.

  He rubbed faster, and her insides clenched at the sight, but she wanted more.

  “No, take it out.”

  Steven didn’t hesitate ripping off his shirt, or unzipping. He pulled his dick free and began stroking it in tune with her movements.

  “Don’t come yet,” she told him. “I’ll tell you when.”

  She was relentless on her journey to orgasm. Just as she felt the telltale signs, she took out the vibrator, pulled a leg to her chest, and smacked her still-raw ass. Her orgasm started to roll from deep within, she knew it would be big. “Come now!” she ordered.

  Steven straightened his cock to his stomach and tugged on it hard. She smacked her ass again, and let out a whimper. His legs went stiff and his seed shot all over his chest and stomach.

  That’s when Kristy pressed down on her swollen clit. The pressure sent a wave crashing through her womb pushing her over the edge.“Oh, Sir!” She cried out, and spiraled down as the aftershocks rocked her body.

  “Shit!”

  They both cried out in pleasure at the same time. She watched as Steven’s hand slowed and his come drooled down his fingers and onto his deflating shaft.

  “Wow,” she whispered, feeling completely sated.

  He took a deep shaky breath leaning up against the wall. “Yeah. Wow.”

  Things felt strange with Steven still standing there. She lay naked and bound to her bed while he stood there holding his wilted shaft. “That was the best sex we never had,” she said, trying to stifle a giggle and break the weird silence. He chuckled and the awkward silence lifted.

  “Go shower, and never come in here again. Literally.”

  He grinned. “I see what you did there - nice play on words. And stop screaming then I won’t have to come in and check on you.”

  “Deal.”

  She released herself from the cuffs, straightened, and headed for another shower. Wide awake and with energy she didn’t know what to do with, her body couldn’t sit still. Unable to stay in the house one more minute, she had a plan and knew where she was going.

  ***

  Heading home, Jake couldn’t stop replaying the evening over and over in his mind; Kristy in the club was something he thought he would never see. Yet, it was a dream of his since the first day he laid eyes on her at the gym.

  When he returned to the gym, Roy, his night manager and co owner, gave him a look. Jake wrinkled his brow in question, and in response, Roy glanced over at the treadmills. Following his line of sight, Jake almost fell over himself when he saw Kristy plugged into her iPod, running.

  He wasn’t prepared to see her again so soon. He made a mad dash to the office, and Roy followed him. “She came in here looking for you. She has a different look about her. I don’t know, but she seems more alive and confident than I’ve ever noticed. Something’s happened.”

  “Roy, she came to the bar tonight.” He let the words hang there.

  “Yeah, so?”

  “She requested a session. Down in the club.”

  “No shit!” Roy’s mouth hung open.

  “She ended up with me.” Jake shook his head. “I can’t ever look at her the same again. I might have to put you on as her personal trainer. I don’t think I can handle myself around her.”

  “Did she know it was you?”

  “No, she had no clue.” He shook his head and looked toward the floor.

  A soft knock at the office door interrupted them, and Roy opened it just a crack.

  “Hey, I thought I saw Jake come in. I need to speak with him.” Kristy sounded out of breath from her run, and panting a little.

  Jake held his breath while Roy looked back at him and raised an eyebrow. Jake filled his lungs with air, and pinched the bridge of his nose. Convinced he had to face her at some point, he said, “Let her in.”

  Roy shoved the door open and walked out.

  Her fresh-from-running rosy pink cheeks appeared around the door. “Oh, there you are. I wanted to talk to you about the apartment upstairs. $800 per month and that includes all utilities. And if I could, I’d like to move in tomorrow.” She smiled and it melted his insides. The thought of the last time he saw her face flushed made his breath hitch.

  He knew it would be a bad idea, but he couldn’t help himself. “Sure. I have a pick-up truck. I can even help you move.”

  “Great. Six o’clock in the evening then?”

  “Meet you here.”

  She gave him the most earth shattering smile and left.

  He smacked his forehead. What have you gotten yourself into Jake?

  ***

  At ten after six, Jake paced the floor in his office waiting for Kristy. He went to his desk and reached in the top drawer. His fingers landed on the silver swath of silk he used to caress her body the night before. He couldn’t bring himself to part with the fabric. He normally didn’t keep mementos of sessions, but that one was filled with emotion and meaning for him. He finally got to see Kristy’s sensual side and her submissiveness at the same time. A dream come true and he didn’t want to forget it.

  “Sorry, I’m late.” Kristy rushed into his office without knocking. He pulled his hand out of his desk quickly and slammed the drawer shut. Her eyebrows pulled together.

  “Just catching up on paperwork.” He pointed to the door. “Ready?”

  “Ready!” Her eyes shined in excitement.

  The drive to Steven's was comfortably quiet. They made small talk half way there and then listened to the radio the rest of the way.

  Steven answered the door when they arrived. He knew Jake from the gym and gave him a quizzical look when they entered. “Hey, Jake, what brings you by?” The men shook hands and Jake looked at Kristy.

  She gave him a weak smile. “Steven, Jake is helping me move. I found a place, and I’m moving out today. I’m sorry I didn’t give you much notice, but
this happened yesterday, and I haven’t seen you since.”

  “Right now? And how is it that Jake from the gym is moving you? Are you guys together?” Steven’s eyebrows shot up.

  Kristy reached out and touched Steven’s arm. “Yes I’m moving now, and I’m moving into an apartment over the gym. Jake is my new landlord, and no, we aren’t together.” She laughed.

  Jake’s stomach dropped when she said they weren’t together. Of course they weren’t, but it was in the way she said it. Like it was something bad, and she laughed.

  “Is this because of what happened last night? I didn’t mean for things to get weird. You told me to stay and watch.” He tried to say it with a hushed voice, but the words carried so Jake could hear.

  Jake wondered if he walked in on her again. He clenched his fists unable to handle himself around the man who’d seen Kristy so intimately. He took a step back, and loosened his fists. He wondered why he felt this way. Never before had he been possessive over a woman, and that’s exactly what he was feeling.

  ***

  Kristy felt her cheeks warm as both men stared at her. “Steven, no, this has nothing to do with that. Let’s not discuss it now, though. It’s time I had my own place. Think about it. Now you can bring Mona here instead of always going to her place, and I can have my privacy.”

  Steven smirked at her last comment. She shook her head.

  Once her things were packed in the truck, she went in one last time to say goodbye. Jake followed quietly behind.

  Steven held something out to her and she saw her favorite picture frame. “Oh, thanks, I can’t believe I almost left this behind.”

  “I know, and I wasn’t sure if you wanted to keep the photo so I left it in there.”

  The frame held a shot from their very first date at a carnival, the two of them with their heads pressed together holding up a stuffed purple cow he’d won for her. They looked so happy. Her heart sank. “I will not forget this, or you Steven.” She fingered the picture for a moment, and then gave him a gripping hug and a soft kiss on the cheek. “I’ll see you around.”