For My Master by Suz deMello Page A

languor.
    “When I was about fifteen, I walked in on my parents by
accident. She was kneeling at his feet.” Ross’ voice was quiet.
    “Your parents were in the, um…lifestyle?”
    “Yeah. But you should have seen them. There was such love.
His hands were in her hair, and he was moaning, Luz, Luz .” He turned his
head to look at her. “But my mother’s name was Juana.”
    “ Luz means light.”
    He nodded. “He called her the light of his life. This was
when, how I learned that there could be dominance without abuse. Dominance
founded on love, respect, and trust.”
    Her heart jumped. “And that’s…that’s what you want?”
    “That’s what we can have, if you’ll just reach out and take
it.” He squeezed her gently.
    “I’m yours, master,” she whispered. “If you want me.”
    “Oh, I want you. Over the months we’ve worked together, I
fell for you. I love you, Kathie Belmont, and I always will.”
    Tears started in her eyes, hot and prickly. “Oh, my God.”
    He chuckled softly. “I’ll ask a lot, but you don’t have to
call me that.”
    She managed an answering chuckle. “I love you, Ross. You’ve
given me…you’ve given me so much. I know you’ll always take care of me.”
    “Yes. Take care of you, protect you. That’s part of the
package. But outside our home, I expect you to be the same savvy agent.” His
voice went crisp. “You understand, Belmont?”
    “Oh, I understand, sir.”
    “We’ll be one hell of a partnership.”
    She blew out a breath. “We already are, if this night means
anything.”
    “Oh, it means a lot. We kicked major ass. And speaking of
ass…”
    Her buttocks clenched. “What?”
    “Your sweet pussy is probably still pretty sore, so…here’s
your first test as my submissive. This is for us, Kathie, not for the mission.
That’s over. This is about you and me.” He rolled her onto her side facing away
from him. His hard-on pressed into the furrow between her ass cheeks.
    With his intent clear, she gasped. “I understand, sir.”
    He pushed harder, and she moaned, her mind replaying her
fantasies of Ross taking his pleasure in her backside. She wanted this. She
wanted him .
    “All right, baby?” he asked, his voice gentle.
    She hesitated, knowing she’d be bound by her consent. “All
right.”
    He slid off her. No restraints. He trusted her to keep her
word. He took a small tube of lotion that the hotel had supplied, using it to
lube his cock. “Face down, and put your ass in the air.”
    She tucked her knees under her so she could comply and
squeezed her eyes shut, trembling with anticipation. How many nights had she
dreamed of this?
    He laid cool palms on her butt and massaged her, caressing
the stripes he’d laid earlier. They stung in an oddly pleasant way, the arousal
settling into her pussy, which creamed anew. The cool lotion seemed to calm the
swelling left by Reina’s paddle.
    He pried her apart. Again his hands spreading her rear
aroused her, made her weak with need. She’d do anything for him, anything he
demanded.
    The head of his rod pressed against her anus and he pushed.
He was much thicker than his finger or hers, and thicker than the dildo she
used. She couldn’t stop her frightened cry.
    He stopped. “Deep breaths, babe.”
    Though she was scared, she was turned on and still in
control of herself. She breathed, willing her muscles to relax. He pushed again
and she groaned, clenching her hands into the mattress as he breached her last
virginity. He waited, allowing her to adjust to his girth. His hands tightened
around her hips.
    She panted, drew in a halting breath and loosened some more.
Then he bucked, driving his entire length inside her. His shaft seared her from
the inside out. A shriek burst from her lips and she jerked wildly. Again he
stopped, letting her feel his hot cock branding her insides. She whimpered,
“Oh, master, it hurts…”
    “I know, baby. But not for long.” He reached around her hip
to caress her