PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels) (9 page)

‘Have you ever had an anal plug inserted before?’ he asked her, turning the object around in his hands. He had to know, as it helped him decide how he proceeded. The aim wasn’t to hurt her.

She shook her head. Her legs were trembling.

Beyond speech. That was a no, then. Jake found a jar of cream and let her watch as he slathered it all over the plug. He knew he was going fast. Too fast, probably, but he couldn’t seem to help himself. He wanted to try everything with this girl. His experience told him she could take it. She was strong as well as sexy.

‘I’m going to push it up inside you,’ he informed her unnecessarily. ‘It’s better if you relax.’

‘Jake?’

He detected a moment of panic. It was natural. The first time. ‘I won’t hurt you.’ Jake gave the nipple clamp chain a sharp tug, to distract her mind a moment from what he was about to do to her.

Cally gave a little moan and he knew her pussy would be throbbing its excitement, which would help her accept the anal plug more easily. He swung her around, so she was facing away from him. He heard her breath hitch as he used the fingers of one hand to part her bottom cheeks and expose her puckered entrance.

He rubbed the plug firmly over her hole a few times to get over the initial contraction of her muscles and to distribute the cream for ease of access. The plug was a beginners’ size, but Cally wouldn’t know that. It would feel to her like he was trying to shove a watermelon through a wedding ring.

Jake found himself hoping that Mathers would take similar care with her. The thought made his own muscles tighten and he had to make a physical effort to relax for fear that Cally would suffer the consequences, when it was Mathers he wanted to punish, not her. Frankly, he thought he would have to kill the bastard if he ever hurt Cally.

Jake screwed the smallest part of the rubber sex toy, which increased in size by gradations, at the entrance to her rear passage. He could tell she was fighting it, rejecting it.

‘Don’t,’ she cried out, in fear.

Normally Jake would have to react to her denial of his wishes, but he knew what she must be going through right now.

‘Shush,’ he soothed gently, nuzzling his lips against her neck. ‘I won’t hurt you. Do you trust me?’

Cally nodded her assent and it nearly broke his heart.

He placed pressure behind it as he slid his other hand around the front, both to prevent her from pulling away from its incursion and to slide his fingers softly through her silky pussy, so she associated the discomfort with the pleasure.

An anal virgin had to be dealt with firmly but gently.

She squirmed away as far as she was able within his iron grasp.

‘Cally, this is going to happen and you must let it. Don’t fight me. It won’t go your way.’ He had a job to do and he was going to complete it.

The twisting motion of Jake’s wrist attained the insertion of the first of the rubber bulges past the sphincter muscle. Cally whined a little as it entered. He rested there for a while to allow her to get used to the sensation. His fingers continued to stroke her clit soothingly. He knew the new, uncomfortable sensation of the plug would prevent her from climaxing too readily. The pleasurable stroking was only to reduce her mind’s focus away from any sensations of pain it might conjure up.

‘Good girl,’ he encouraged. ‘You see, that wasn’t so bad, was it? And it gave me pleasure to see you take it.’

He wasn’t lying when he said that. His cock was twitching madly, wishing itself in place of the rubber plug. All in good time, he promised himself. Jake continued to stroke her soft pussy, until he felt her move into his hands again to increase her own pleasure.

He screwed and pushed the plug again until the second bulge was consumed. Cally moaned, on entry, and it sounded a mixture of erotic delight as well as discomfort, this time. He knew she could do it, but it was him who was rising to the occasion. Hot and hard.

His delving fingers left her cunt for a moment to yank the nipple clamps, hard. He knew the third rubber bulge would be the hardest yet for her to deal with. But he was determined that she would take all three. As she writhed under the nipple torment, he thrust the anal plug with a final surge as it popped into her tight little hole. He gave her a moment to accommodate it, then he agitated it and her clit at the same time. He wanted her to associate anal entry with sexual pleasure.

‘You did it, Cally. Do you like it?’

‘Yes,’ she replied, hesitantly.

No doubt still getting used to the feel of it. ‘Tell me what it feels like?’ he demanded.

‘Full. I feel so much pressure,’ she gasped. ‘I want to come, Jake.’

‘I decide that, Cally. Remember?’

She nodded. Her features were twisted in torment and pleasure, and Jake knew she would stand a little more torment to attain that pleasure. He walked to the desk and picked up the remote to her vaginal vibrator.

Jake hit the switch for a mere second, the first time, to give her a quick pulse. He wanted to remind her that he was still in control.

‘I can give you pleasure when I want to. And I can end it when I want to, as well.’ He gave her another quick burst and she yipped, like a puppy.

Jake knew this was a crucial moment. She was right on the edge. Too much and her own body would take over. She would come hard and be outside his control for a while and there would be nothing he could do to prevent it. Too little and she would fail to associate the pain with the pleasure. That would make her future with Mathers miserable. He didn’t want that for her.

He didn’t want to think about Mathers at all right now. He was enjoying playing with the sexy little bitch himself, too much to want to spoil it. He’d never enjoyed training a woman so much. Sometimes he feared it clouded his judgement.

Jake gave her another two-second blast and thrilled to her desperate moan. He wanted her to moan like that when he finally took her himself. The thought of it suddenly made his clothes feel too tight around him. He wanted his flesh next to hers. He ripped off his jacket and slid the tie from around his neck. The buttons on his shirt suffered as he tore it from his body.

He saw Cally look over his naked torso. He knew he was toned and taut and that women liked it. He could tell that she liked it too. He wanted to feel her hands on him. Walking over, he unhooked her from the ceiling, leaving her hands shackled. He placed her hands upon his chest.

‘Touch me.’

As Cally ran her hands over his chest, he tweaked her nipple clamps. She groaned and grazed her nails over his nipples, causing his breath to hitch. He quickly turned her over his desk, face down, grinding the clamps into her breasts and removed the anal plug by twisting it out so slowly, feeling her sigh her pleasure as it finally withdrew, mourning its intimate loss.

Jake yanked his zip open and let his trousers fall around his ankles. His underwear swiftly followed. He parted her firm, fleshy butt cheeks and took his straining, searching cock in his hand. He gave it a couple of soothing strokes and sited it at the tight little entrance to Cally’s arse that the plug had conveniently vacated.

His precome mingled with the remnants of the lubricating cream as he ran his cock up and down, over the cleft between her buttocks.

‘I’m going to butt-fuck you,’ he told her, harshly. His features were tight with his own need to come.

He placed the bulging head of his cock at her entrance again, and applied pressure until it gave under the assault.

Cally’s moan encouraged him and he pushed harder, allowing more of its length to be enclosed within her.

‘So tight. So good,’ he moaned. ‘You have a great arse for a man to fuck, Cally. And I’m your first. Say it.’ Jake groaned out his demand as he pushed against her.

‘You’re my first, Jake,’ she complied, breathlessly.

Jake thrust to the hilt and withdrew a little, allowing the rippling sensations to sweep down the length of his cock and over his balls.

‘Tell me what it feels like,’ he ordered.

Her voice was husky with need. Each time he thrust, he knew, it agitated the love eggs nestled in her vagina and agitated the nipple clamps against the desk, enough for the pain to subvert the pleasure, preventing her from coming. ‘It feels good. Your cock fills me completely. Please Jake, I need to come.’ Cally begged her eternal lament.

Jake punished her demands by addressing his own needs fully. He thrust forward and withdrew his length to the tip, thrust again fully and withdrew. He noticed Cally move as she reached for the remote. It was the only way she could stimulate her own throbbing vagina, her hands trapped above the desk top. He removed it from her greedy little grasp.

‘You bad girl. That is my toy.’ Jake gave it a one-second buzz, to prove his point. The vibration travelled through her vagina walls and he could feel its tantalizing echo inside the cavern of her arse. The wicked sensation impelled along his shaft was exquisite. Cally writhed in pleasure beneath him, heightening his own stimulation, as he shut it off smartly. It was enough to finish him. His final thrust was deep and savage and his cream shot from his cock in a wild eruption, filling her with the proof of his attainment.

He shuddered as he came, giving several little thrusts to complete his ecstasy and drain him of all need for the moment. He withdrew slowly, fixed his clothing, and pulled her back, limp with need, across the room to hook her up to her controlling restraint again.

He believed she was almost his to command. He didn’t want to rush into the next phase of her training, though, making her perform like this with other men. The thought made him uncomfortable. He wasn’t done with her himself yet. First he was going to have to punish her for her remaining wilful attempts to wrest control from him. Well, if a job was worth doing …

Chapter Six

C
ALLY FELT DRAINED
and twitchy. She hadn’t been allowed to orgasm since last night, and that was far from satisfying her needs. Under normal circumstances she had a very healthy sexual appetite, and Jake had kept her halfway between heaven and hell since she got up this morning.

If she’d been at home she would have encouraged her boyfriend to service her needs several times before she let him leave her. He’d accused her of being demanding. Unnatural. At least Jake seemed to appreciate her constant sexual arousal. And his own seemed a good match for hers. Jake Stone had come so many times since she arrived yesterday, and it looked like he wasn’t finished with her yet.

No wonder he needed submissive PAs. Women allowed a will of their own would not put up with his demands. He would have to make much more effort to satisfy their needs if he wanted this much sex from them.

Jake removed the nipple clamps, to her relief. He gave them a final tweak as he did it, though. When he lowered his head to lick the pain away she was stunned and grateful. She would be a liar if she pretended she didn’t like his treatment of her, harsh as it might seem. She liked being sexually dominated by a powerful male. It gave her a thrill like she had never experienced before.

‘Thank you,’ she whispered, and he hadn’t even asked her to be grateful for his mercy. It was just too damn easy to fall into the trap of becoming his subservient sex slave and she would have to be careful. That wasn’t the reason she was here.

Jake brought her a glass of water and held it to her lips. She gulped it down greedily. When he withdrew it and let the rest of the glassful drizzle over her naked breasts, she gasped. It was cold and made her nipples pucker more solidly. He made no attempt to wipe the water away, but left her chilled and wet, appearing to enjoy it. Did he do anything that wasn’t for his own sexual pleasure?

Even the thought of that made her clit hum. She wished her hands were free to stimulate herself. She knew it was no good begging Jake to bring her to completion. It seemed like the more she showed him she wanted to come, the more he intended to refuse it. He clearly got off on having complete control over her sexual responses.

‘I’m going to leave you here for half an hour, so you can think about your behaviour. I want you to think about the rewards that will be yours if you submit fully to my will and forgo your own desires.’ Jake placed the remote in full sight but clearly out of her reach and left, closing the door behind him.

His words would have the effect he desired, she was certain. The word desire infiltrated her mind and refused to leave. The idea of complete submission to him and the thought of that remote in his hot little hands had her greedy cunt twitching and thrumming. Cally twisted and writhed but the love eggs did their job well. They teased her intimately by tormenting her vaginal walls, making her willing to do whatever it took to orgasm hard. But without giving her enough stimulation to fully achieve it.

Jake Stone, you’re one twisted bastard. She knew if he asked her to fuck Mathers right now, she would agree to it, just to get to come. And she hated the creepy old lecherous toad. But, hey, any port in a storm.

Cally knew that half an hour of her current torment would drive her crazy. She would be better to stand perfectly still and let the feelings subside as much as they could. She would have to stop looking so damn longingly at that remote and turn her mind to anything rather than keep dwelling on her pussy’s need to be stroked and licked.

She wanted to scream. She wanted to flay Jake Stone alive. She wanted to make him feel like he was making her feel. Now that was the first thought that distracted her for a second from her own body’s needs.

OK. So she’d enjoyed all of this, as bizarre as that might seem to anyone else. Her sexual interests were no one else’s damned business. But she wanted more than she was getting. Why should Jake Stone get all the relief? She was capable of having demands of her own and wanting her needs serviced too.

No wonder she hadn’t been able to find any evidence of the work Jake did. How did he possibly have time to run a company when he spent every waking moment teasing women and pleasing himself with their services? Perhaps the notion of a company was just a front for his fun and games?

Cally thrilled at the realisation she had made. What a story that would make. Exposing Stone Enterprises as a facade for one man’s hedonistic pleasures in the sexual abuse of unsuspecting victims who thought they were selling their services as professional career women rather than sexual submissives.

That was why she couldn’t find anything about his business. There was no business to find. Now the question was where did she go from here? She still had nothing but a suspicion and a photographic album, and if she was going to write an article, she damn well better be able to prove what she claimed.

Cally found that distracting her mind with plans had the desired effect. She had stopped writhing in search of pleasure and her body had calmed enough for her to have some rational thoughts. By the time she heard Jake returning, she was under some degree of self-control.

She would find nothing in this office, she realised, so what would be her next source of information? Jake Stone himself. She had to get the man to talk. There was only one way to make someone prepared to do whatever another person demanded of them. And she should know what that way was, by now.

‘You must be feeling rather tense,’ Jake suggested as he entered the office confidently.

You hope so. ‘Yes,’ Cally responded simply. She mustn’t raise his suspicions.

As she expected he went straight to the remote control. This was it. Could she do it?

Jake turned it on. Cally twitched at the sudden vibration, but she stood solidly, clenching her jaw. If she was capable of faking an orgasm, she should be just as capable of faking a lack of response. In fact, she knew she could. How many times had she stimulated herself to a discreet little climax in a quiet corner of a busy office? Well, she had a very high sex drive. She could do this.

She looked directly at Jake Stone and saw he was already looking a bit confused by the minute little frown deepening between his brows. It made him look seriously sexy. He turned the switch off.

She nearly laughed when she saw him give it a little shake, as if he thought the battery hadn’t worked. It had. It bloody well had. But she wasn’t about to let him know that.

He turned it on again, holding it at arm’s length, pointing it directly at her pussy. Again she twitched as it started humming inside her. She couldn’t seem to prevent that initial response. She was only human.

Her face felt a little warmer, so she knew she was flushing. She couldn’t help the natural response of her body to the intense internal stimulation of the thing. But what she could do was prevent him from enjoying its response equally.

Jake kept it going a long time. He was beginning to suspect. One smart cookie.

‘You wouldn’t be holding out on me, Cally, now would you?’

Definitely suspicious. Could she trust her voice to speak while the damn thing worked its magic? Cally just shook her head. Jake slammed off the pulsing. She released her breath slowly enough for him to be unable to detect her relief. But he was no fool.

‘Oh, I get it. You are one clever, sexy little bitch, Cally Hammond.’ He sounded impressed as well as annoyed. ’If I can’t tell where you’re at, I won’t be able to stop it before it’s too late. You think you can trick me into letting you orgasm.’

Cally stood dumb. Well, he hadn’t wanted her to speak, had he? And he might have got the method, but he didn’t know the real reason she was doing this. He just saw the upside of it.

‘Answer me!’ Jake raised his voice, as he stood. He walked across to stand in front of her. ‘You think you can fool me into letting you come. Isn’t that it?’

Cally kept her voice calm. Thank God the machine was off. ‘No.’ Jake wouldn’t know she wasn’t simply lying.

Jake was a man of action, obviously. He pulsed the vibrator. Once again, Cally jumped at its start-up. He slammed it off. Cally visibly relaxed her tense muscles. He pulsed it again, and slammed it off equally quickly. And again.

Damn him. Her face felt as warm as her clit, but she bit back any moan of response. She was damned if she would give him any clue as to where she was at, as he put it.

It was making him angry, which gave Cally strength. He juddered it on and off and on and off. Still Cally held back her moans and, with supreme will, prevented her hips from thrusting or her legs from parting. Although she so wanted to do both she could die.

Jake grabbed her breast in his palm and squeezed hard. She held his stare, even when he twisted her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Cally wanted to throw her legs around his waist, hold him in a vice-like grip and hump him to completion, but she thought about anything she had to, to turn off her erotic responses. Newspapers, office workers, Mathers. Mathers. Mathers.

Jake throbbed the vibrator on, off, on, off. She held firm. She wanted to scream. To tell him she was sorry. Beg him to fuck her hard. But she knew he wouldn’t help her to come, if only to punish her for this show of defiance.

This could only end one of two ways. Either he would keep working that electric magic until she finally got to come, or he would stop teasing her with it. Either way, he lost, she won. If she could only hold out just a little longer. Once she started to come, there was nothing he could do about it. And she was close, so close. Not that she would let him know it. It was her only weapon. She held her expression like that of an alabaster statue.

‘Damn it, Cally. Are you deliberately provoking me?’

Still she said nothing. But Jake stopped turning on the remote.

‘If you’re trying to make me angry with you, you’re doing a good job.’

He was met, yet, with her silence, her stillness.

‘Don’t think I’m going to let you come.’ He was quietly seething now. She’d succeeded in riling him, that was for sure. But she didn’t plan to flinch at his anger either.

‘I thought you were learning to obey me. I guess I was wrong. It seems you leave me little choice.’ Jake waited for her to respond.

If he thought she was going to beg him for mercy, he was wrong. She stared back defiantly.

‘Do you want me to spank you?’ he threatened, increasingly frustrated by her lack of response.

Cally wasn’t about to show him she was intimidated by his threats either. If she was going to turn this around, she would have to be able to stand up to anything he could throw at her.

‘Yes!’ She sounded like a demanding bitch. Good. That was the effect she was going for.

Jake moved like lightening. ‘You disobedient little bitch.’ He yanked her from the overhead hook, dragged her across the room and, throwing himself down on a chair, pulled her across his knee.

The first slap landed hard on her fleshy cheeks across the centre, tormenting her sensitive pussy between. He waited while she felt the full effect develop. His second slap was harder. On top of the first, it was a little more uncomfortable, yet gave a resounding throb of pleasure to her over-sensitised pussy at the same time.

Result, she thought. She had thwarted him and she would get to come. If he lost all reason in his rage at her disobedience, he would forget the spanking was capable of bringing her the pleasure of orgasm. Just as long as she didn’t betray how near she was to coming.

Jake let his hand fall rapidly again and again, until the pure white flesh of her bottom grew pink and heated. Just a couple more and she would be there.

Cally squirmed against his legs, adding the friction of his trousers to her swollen clit. It was enough, with the shifting love eggs, to start her vagina tensing around them. Jake froze. He had sensed her imminent orgasm.

Before she knew what was occurring, Jake had grasped the cord attached to the love eggs and steadily but inexorably removed them. The action cranked up her excitement immeasurably. He flipped her onto the floor on her back, braced himself above her with one muscular arm while he disengaged his throbbing shaft from his trousers, and plunged powerfully to the hilt, in one fierce movement, into her hot, wet, imploding cave.

Jake remained perfectly still inside her vagina. Cally held her breath as her muscles twitched around the fullness stretching her. The wave of muscular activity grew incrementally fast until the walls of her slick cavern clamped down on the rock-hard rod filling her.

Jake did not allow her to move any muscle but the one neither of them had any control over by now. They looked into each other’s eyes, both with a measure of anger and dense desire floating through the darkness of their expanded irises.

The long hours of denial had an obvious effect. Cally’s vagina cramped and released, then clamped harder and tighter, milking the essence from Jake’s hot cock. He growled out her name, coming uncontrollably inside her.

Cally had never experienced such a powerful orgasm as the one that gripped her, made all the more intense by Jake’s restraining power. Each minute thrust he made involuntarily at the end agitated her tormented pussy to an increasingly powerful response of its own. She felt like her body was intent on crushing the life out of the muscular serpent that had invaded her intimate space.

Cally realised the sounds of screaming were her own as she came with an intensity she had never before experienced. Her whole body went rigid, lights flashed before her eyes, and she felt an orgasmic wave pass through her entire body repeatedly.

By its end, she collapsed beneath Jake’s body. Both of them were breathing as hard as if they had run a marathon. If Jake had wanted her screaming beneath him, he’d got his wish. Sated to the point of exhaustion, never before had Cally felt such a delicious sensation. The aftershocks of her orgasm still tripped along her flesh, making her vagina clench spasmodically, torturing Jake’s sensitive weapon beyond his endurance. Pain and pleasure, waiting and longing, need and desire and erotic stimulation, all came together in an eruption that would take some time for her to recover from. She was utterly spent.