He moves away, but I feel someone behind me, their hands running down my back, and I feel like I am melting. It is a woman, and a part of me smiles, knowing it is. I feel his hands on me again as he slowly begins attaching the nipple clamps to my breasts, his hands exploring my body, while one of her hands slides down and rests on my pussy, rubbing gently.I am moaning as the whip swings down and hits across my arse. My legs are getting tired, and the rope around my wrists is digging in as I am using them to hold my weight, yet I love the feel of the rope rubbing against my skin, burning it.They are both teasing me, her fingers rubbing my pussy while he begins to spank me with the paddle. I am constantly moaning, unable to stop myself, feeling the moisture building between my legs.My arms are unclipped, and I am guided across the room. I feel Jackson in front of me. I am slowly pulled over, so I am bending over what feels like the bed. I wish I could see it; I so want to see it. The
On waking, Jackson is actually looking awake for a change, sitting and looking down at me. He looks worried for some reason.“You okay?” He sounds like he is being careful about what he says. Did something happen while I was asleep that I don’t know about?“Never better, why?” I smile at him, trying to make him feel better.“You don’t remember?” He looks at me, concerned. How can I forget? Laughing at him, I nod. “How can I forget last night, Jackson? Seriously, yes, I remember.”“Not that, Alena. You were fighting air, screaming. I couldn’t wake you up.” I look at him and see the fear in his eyes and realise he is serious.“If it was a dream, nightmare, horror, whatever it was, I don’t remember a thing. I am fine.” I look at him as my arms wrap around his neck. I pull him in for a kiss, trying to show him that I am completely fine. He still seems on edge, and I am not sure how to reassure him more. It was just a dream, a nightmare, whatever, but I am fine.If I can’t make him see, I
“Well, the deal we made is complete. You’ve seen me again with Roxy. I need to go to university and get my work though. I can’t pass my exams if I don’t do them. Then this work experience won’t be much use.” I explain.I can’t believe he made me totally forget about that as well. His words are quiet, purposely a mumble, which I hate. I can’t make out what he is saying. I look at him, waiting for him to repeat himself, thinking maybe his mumble was just a mistake, but he stays quiet, not repeating himself.“What did you say? You never mumble. What was that all about?” I wait, but he doesn’t answer. “Seriously, Jackson, what did you say?” I decide if this won’t work, I will try seducing him until he tells me, although I am not sure that will help.“I said you won’t need it anyway,” he finally answers. I look at him, confused. What does he mean by that? Of course, I need it. Why wouldn’t I? What is going on with him?“What do you mean, I won’t need it anyway? Of course, I do, to finish t
Driving, we stay quiet. My mind won’t leave me alone. Nearly at university, he smiles.“Are you sure you want to do this? You really don’t need to. When we are married everything I have is yours. It already is anyway.”“Yes, Jackson, even if I don’t need it, I would like to finish and pass and have accomplished the goals I set for myself,” I explain. He just smiles back. I need something for just me.“Okay, one stop before we get there.” We pull up to an old-looking shop and walk inside. The man looks at Jackson and smiles.“She said yes.” The man's voice is quiet.“She did, indeed. Is it ready?” He guides me to the counter, and I look confused. The shop is for antiques, beautiful furniture and at a very high price tag as well. You wouldn’t think it, looking at the outside though. The man walks back through, a smile on his face as he hands Jackson a box.Jackson turns to me and opens it, taking out the ring. “To make it official,” he gets on one knee and slides the ring on my finger.
“Let’s go out. Let's go to a club.” Georgina is giddy. I can’t help but laugh. For a change, I won’t refuse. I will go out and enjoy myself. I no longer feel like I should hide away from the world and not enjoy my life.“Okay, let’s go!” Laughing, we walk into her room, getting ready together. Our plan is just to celebrate me being engaged. I put on a slutty dress that Sir would love if he was here to see it, that is. Walking into the nightclub, I smile for a change, not hiding away.I’m dancing away with Georgina and even by myself. The drinks are going down too quickly, and I know the reason is to try to take my mind off Jackson leaving. Dancing slowly, guys flock around us, Georgina, as always, snapping pictures of us together.I never enjoyed going out after Max, but I feel like Jackson has opened me up so I can enjoy things like this. Laughing, we drift between sitting and talking about the wedding and dancing together, me now beginning to feel a little too drunk, but I don’t car
Walking out of the bedroom, I look at my boxes, ready to leave.“You packed everything?” He asks, looking around at the boxes.“Nearly, just a few more things, then I am done.” I smile at him.“Okay, I will get them collected tonight for you, and then the rest can be sorted later.” His hand slides up the back of my dress. Looking at him, I smile.“I love this dress.”That is precisely why I put it on. I knew he would love it.“You will love it more as it falls to the floor, leaving me completely naked for you.” I enjoy teasing him, even if it is just with words.“It certainly would so hold on to it tight as it might just slip down while we are out.” He smirks, smacking my arse as we leave the apartment and get in his car.“So, where are we going?” I ask, smiling. “On a date.” He smiles, a small chuckle escaping his lips—my mind figures out what he is saying. Turning, I look at him. “A date? You realise that is meant to happen at the start, right? Not after we get engaged.” I laugh a
On the way out, we start saying bye.“Right, keep us updated Alena, and of course, I am paying,” My Dad insists, shaking Jackson’s hand as we are ready to leave.“That won’t be necessary, Mark. Alena will have more than enough to cover everything she wants and more,” Jackson replies, trying to decline his offer. He really shouldn’t decline him completely.“Not a chance! I at least want to pay for her dress,” my Dad insists, and I know he is not going to back down. I look at Jackson and nod, trying to get him to agree.“Okay, I am sure that will be fine.” He smiles, shaking my Dad’s hand. Jake comes over and hugs me.“Give me your number and we can stay in touch.” I take his phone, put my number in it and hug him again. They get in their cars, and we walk to Jackson’s. “I am changing your number.” Jackson doesn’t look happy. I have to laugh. Is he jealous?“Seriously? Are you that jealous of him?”“I don’t trust him one bit Alena. I have a feeling he is up to something. Just be carefu
His fingers start teasing, slowly moving in and out of my pussy. He starts with one, the same finger teasing slowly and gently, then slowly he adds another finger and another. His fingers are moving quicker, making me scream with pleasure.“Remember the ‘peach’. You just might need it.” He laughs as I feel myself spreading wider than ever before.“I wonder how much I can get up my sweet pussy. So far, all fingers. Maybe the knuckles next?” He is driving me crazy, his fingers moving faster and harder, each time I feel them go deeper, stretching me more and more.It feels amazing and weird, something I have never felt before. He is moving faster and harder. It feels like his whole hand is inside me. Screaming, I let go as the orgasm rises in my body. He moves his hand and smacks my arse, the wetness making it sting more and more. I can hear him moving.He comes back, and I feel the toy at the entrance of my arse, slowly circling before being pushed in fully, nothing happening as it just