Michaels, Skye - Kelly's Challenge [Le Club 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels Page B

commanded. As he obeyed, she tied his hands and feet to the bedposts with silk scarves. She placed a blackout mask over his face as he had done to her on one memorable occasion. “How about some sensory deprivation and sensation training?” she asked sarcastically, mimicking his words to her on that first weekend. “ Next year I will be prepared with some original material ,” she said gleefully.
    “Yes, please, Mistress,” he said as he felt the dreaded ice cube run down his chest and around his balls and bobbing shaft. Oh shit! What goes around comes around! Paula climbed onto the bed beside Trent and began to slowly run her small, soft hands over his chest and ever so slowly down and around his cock and balls. Her touch was so gentle he barely felt it, but it was extremely stimulating nonetheless.

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    “Remember, sub, you cannot come until I give you permission.” She knew that was another dreaded command he had hoped not to hear. I wonder how he likes hearing that one , she thought. The “no coming without permission” command had been one of the harder ones to follow, she had found. No underwear was a breeze! Literally! Of course, she knew that he almost always gave the command to come at the last possible moment before he thought she could not hold out a second longer. He never intentionally set her up to fail. But sometimes, his timing was a little off. This was really going to be fun, she thought as she began to get into the scene.
    Paula took his straining cock into her mouth and slowly began the in and out motion, coupled with a strong sucking action, that was guaranteed to have him moaning within seconds. She ran her tongue down the underside of his cock and back up to swirl around the glans, paying particular attention to the slit in the head and the little bead of pre-cum. “Remember, sub, hold it, no coming yet.”

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    Oh fuck! This is much harder than when I was on the “giving orders” side and not the “taking orders” side of the scene. He gritted his teeth and strained to control his physical reaction.
    Suddenly, she stopped. She took his cock out of her mouth and said, “Okay, slave, it’s time to service your Mistress.”
    She’s really going to leave me hanging? Right on the edge of an orgasm! He realized she was inexperienced as a Domme, but that was pretty mean! Of course, he conveniently forgot the numerous times he had done that to her the first weekend they spent together at Le Club.
    She released the silk scarves and said, “Assume the slave position while I disrobe.” She removed the Domme outfit and changed places with him on the bed, spreading herself wide open. “Pleasure me, slave, and do a good job or I will have to discipline you.”
    “Yes, my Mistress,” he gritted out as his distended cock and rock-hard balls came into contact with the rough cotton coverlet. He laid himself out on the bed between her wide-open legs, her creamy, pink pussy open and waiting. Apparently she’s turned on by this turn of the table . He grinned to himself. He ran his tongue through her slit from her channel to the pulsing clit at the epicenter of her pleasure. Slowly he circled around her clit and then plunged his tongue into her center over and over as she writhed on the bed, straining upward toward completion. He stopped. “Mistress, am I doing this correctly?” he asked. “I wouldn’t want to incur your wrath by doing a substandard job,” he said with a subservient whine.
    “Slave, you are toying with me, and that will result in disciplinary measures if you don’t get back to work immediately.”
    “Yes, my Mistress, as you will, my Mistress,” he said with a grin to himself, drawing it out as far as he could. He realized insubordinate behavior was dangerous to his hide in this situation, but he couldn’t help himself. He silently laughed to himself. It really is true that the sub has the power!
    “Now, slave! Get back to it! Or else!” She growled. He