On and on it went, stopping and starting, until Tracie was ready to scream. She wanted to come yet she didn't. She was beginning to understand what people meant when they talked about wanting different kinds of pain. "Is that little cunt hot, princess?"She opened her eyes to see Pete looming over her, the feather rod in one hand, his cock in the other. "Yes." She had to focus to get the words out. "You know it is.""Maybe we need to cool it off a little."The next thing she knew he was wrapping a silk scarf around her eyes and tying it in the back. They'd been using blindfolds for weeks now."I want you to experience things with your other senses besides sight," he'd told her the first time. "When sight is taken away, everything else is enhanced."He moved off the bed, and Tracie wondered what he would do next. She didn't have long to wait. She felt him peeling open the lips of her cunt as if her were opening a flower, then the shock of cold ice cubes slid into her
Pete carefully released all the manacles and the spreader and helped Tracie to a sitting position. She felt weak and shaken but still unbelievably stimulated. He poured two glasses of wine from the cooler he'd set up earlier and handed her one."To us, my lovely princess. And to heights we have yet to attain." He stretched out his hand and touched his glass to hers. "You know, sugar, I've looked a long time for a woman who could match my sexual appetite and enjoy the things I do. I certainly never expected to find it at my new office."She gave him a glance filled with speculation. "Surely in New York - especially in that club you belonged to - there must have been many women who could match you."He reached over and stroked his fingers down her cheek. "But none so real about it. None who took pleasure and thrived on it. Not like you, princess. With you everything is new and fresh. I don't think I'll ever tire of this."Tracie's heart did a tiny hitch. Was he trying to
Pete unfastened the handcuffs one at a time, rubbing her exhausted limbs as he released each one. When the last one sprang loose, he picked her up in his arms and placed her on the bed, lying down next to her."Easy, princess." His voice was soothing, his hands gentle as they caressed her body. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, a tender and caring gesture. "Let your body come down.""Oh, god, Pete." She could hardly form words."I told you it would be good, didn't I? The best yet?""Yes." She drew in a breath and let it out slowly. "The best.""Good girl."She could hear the smile in his voice."Pete?" "Mm hmm." "I don't think we can top this."He hugged her close to him, one hand fingering the collar around her neck. "Oh, princess, we haven't even started yet." When she didn't comment, he brushed the hair away from her face and nudged her slightly. "Sugar?"But she was fast asleep.Pete climbed off the bed and picked up the covers from the floor, covering
Tracie reached down and tried to push his hands against her, but instead he put his hands over hers and guided her fingers to her opening."I like it when you touch yourself, princess. You don't know how hard it makes me.""Oh, yes I do," she giggled. "That's not the fireplace poked sticking into my ass."His mouth was close to her ear, his breath fanning the skin. "Princess, remember how we watched those movies about threesomes?" Pete had an impressive collection of erotic movies that they watched two or three times a week. He liked them to do the things to each other they saw on the screen."Uh huh." Her pussy clenched as she began to get a hint of where he was going."And remember you once said you had a fantasy about being fucked by two men at the same time?""Y-Yes." That had been one of her hidden dreams, and she'd confided it to him during one movie night. At that moment a door closed somewhere inside and Tracie jumped. "What's that noise?"Pete tightened his
Dallas walked ahead of them to the third bedroom, and Tracie remembered he'd been here yesterday setting it all up. He went directly to the padded bench and pulled out two extensions from the side. Pete stood Tracie on the floor next to the bench, went to the wall and switched on the intercom, then lit the candles set up in a grouping on a small table. The soft music from the stereo flowed into the room and the jasmine scent of the candles began to waft on the air. "Princess." Pete was behind her now, his hands on her shoulders, thumbs stroking the column of her neck. A ball of heat formed in her stomach. He seldom called her anything but princess, so she knew this was heavy business. "Mm hmm?" "I've told Dallas the pleasure you bring me when you suck my cock. As friends we've always shared, so tonight you'll do the same for him. Right now I want you to give him a taste of what he's in for." His hands pressed down on her. "Kneel for me, princess, and take him into your
Dallas laughed. "Oh, man, she is so right for this." Suddenly the thin filament of the whip cracked on her exposed anus, not nearly as stinging as the spankings but ten times more erotic. She jumped slightly, but Pete held her firmly in place. Then the whip snapped again. And again. And again. She lost count of how many times because she was so totally hot she could only think of some way to find relief. Her heart was racing and her pulse pounding as she tried to anticipate each touch, lift into it, make it harder, sharper. Her ass was on fire and she wanted to turn up the temperature even more. Pete bent his head to her again. "Are you ready to come, princess?" Was she? Oh, god she was more than ready. He kissed both cheeks of her ass, then slid his hands down to her cunt and opened her wide. In a moment she felt the familiar touch of the bullet buzzing around her labia, then on her clit, then inside her. She tried to hunch again. "Ask me," Pete ordered. She gri
"Not yet, princess." Pete removed his mouth from her nipple and leaned over to brush a kiss across her forehead. "I want this one to take you higher than you've ever been."She forced herself to breathe in and out through her nose, trying to slow her racing pulse. After a while she lost track of how many times they turned the vibrator on and off. Sometimes Pete would rub her clit, sometimes Dallas would pinch it between his fingers. But they never let her go over the edge.At last the chocolate melted completely and Dallas was standing beside her, stroking his cock. "Take me in your mouth, Tracie. Suck me hard and we'll let you come."She turned her head he slid his cock between her lips and down her throat. Her jaw and throat muscles were conditioned by now, having done this with Pete dozens of times now. She swirled her tongue around the thick shaft and pulled on it with her lips, taking him deep into her throat. As he thickened and throbbed Pete turned the vibrator back on and b
Part Two: Storm WarningsThe rain had started early in the afternoon, a light shower at first, a soft spray. Typical for Florida in the summer. But, then, also typical, the drops thickened, crowded together, and came down faster until the tiny island was being pounded. As he'd done every day since he got there, Zane Colby had made sure both the little skiff and the bowrider were secured at the dock and the tarp in place on the fast little boat. When Derek Pierce had given him the use of the cottage, he'd told him Florida was famous for summer rains. He sort of forgot to mention that they were second cousins to typhoons.Hell, he could hardly complain. It was just what he was looking for - a rustic cottage on the water, isolated, accessible only by boat. No telephone. Spotty cell service. Not one damn fucking person to disturb his solitude. Derek called it isolation, and maybe he was right. Either way, it got him 100 percent removed from social contact of any kind, which was just wh