Nicole Edwards - Perception

She’d always associated submission with the inability to be in control. Her subs wanted her to take all control from them. Some let her do it easily, others were resistant. But all in all, they needed that from her.

For her, losing that control wasn’t an option. It meant someone else could overpower her, rob her of her strength, shatter her self-confidence.

Even though she could look at submission from a clinical perspective, through the eyes of a Domme, she still resisted the idea of letting someone have so much power over her.

Mercedes stopped thinking when Xander slid her panties down over her hips, leaving them to rest around her thighs. She’d already been exposed, the G-string he’d provided for her to wear had done little to cover her. But this was about making her feel vulnerable and being on display for him. Her panties provided a constant reminder of that fact. She was sure that was his intention.

“Are you wet, pet?” he asked, his fingers slipping down the crack of her ass.

She didn’t answer him. She couldn’t.

“Shit!” Mercedes screamed when Xander’s hand landed firmly on her ass, the heat from the contact blooming instantly.

“Answer me,” Xander boomed, his voice echoing in the small enclosed space, jerking her to attention.

He sounded… angry.

She saw him move into her field of vision, felt his hands as they fisted into her hair as he lifted her head. The next thing she knew she was looking at him. There was no anger in his beautiful green eyes, only dominance.

“Answer me when I speak to you. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, keeping her eyes locked with his.

“If you want this to end, you know what you have to say. I’ll let you go, and we’ll move on with our lives. But in the meantime, you will not top from the bottom, do you understand?”

Top from the bottom?

Oh, God. Was that what she was doing?

Crap.

Now that she thought about it, yes, that’s exactly what she was doing. She was holding out on them both in her attempt to keep control. Not only was she denying herself pleasure, she was also denying him his. And that was unacceptable. Even to her.

“Yes, Sir. I understand, Sir,” she said in a rush.

“Good.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a kiss so gentle, so sweet, she felt it to her toes.

That’s exactly when she knew…

If she wanted to please him, which she did, she was going to have to do what was necessary.

Mercedes was going to have to submit.

Xander peered into Mercedes’s eyes after he kissed her, willing her to feel what he was feeling. To know what he wanted from her.

That’s when he saw it.

But before he could swallow the lump that had formed in his throat from her nonverbal acceptance, she had him dangerously close to going to his knees with what she said next.

“I’m ready, Sir. I’m at your complete mercy, Master.”

Xander’s heart thumped painfully hard against his ribs as he continued to stare into her eyes, wanting nothing more than to believe what she was telling him.

She’d called him Master.

“Thank you, pet,” he whispered back, releasing her hair. He was surprised his voice worked at all.

Mercedes continued to hold her head up briefly before she breathed in deep, her back rising and falling from the effort. And then she rested her forehead again, and he knew it was time to begin.

No holds barred.

Admittedly, he’d been holding back.

Now wasn’t the time to hold back on her. She deserved his full attention.

Xander removed his suit jacket, laying it over the chair in the corner. He then went to work on his shirt, removing the diamond cuff links and tucking them into his pocket before rolling up his sleeves.

After dimming the lights, he reached for the toy bag that he’d had Carson bring in a while ago and retrieved the items he’d brought especially for tonight. Especially for Mercedes.

Ensuring he was just out of her visual range, Xander opened the packages, not attempting to be quiet about it either. He wanted her to be curious, but he wasn’t willing to divulge his secrets just yet.

It wasn’t just about the spanking he was going to deliver tonight. In fact, he’d be using his hand for that, just because he enjoyed the feel of her ass beneath his palm. The other toys… well, those were solely for her pleasure.

Once he had the plastic removed from the first toy, he snatched up the lube and then he crossed the room, taking his place once again behind her. Unable to resist the temptation to touch her, he leaned down and pressed his lips to the center of her back, trailing his tongue along her spine, stopping at the crease of her ass.

Her soft inhale reassured him. She was with him, just like she’d said she was.

Setting the pump-action bottle of lube on the floor beside him, Xander made sure she’d be able to see it. But he kept the other item discreetly hidden in his hand.

He placed open mouth kisses over her ass, along her right cheek, then the left, teasing the cleft between them with the tip of his finger as he went along until he was separating her cheeks completely, sliding his tongue slowly downward, over her asshole and ending at the slick entrance to her pussy. Delving deep into her cunt, he teased her relentlessly until she was bucking against his mouth.

“Fuck,” he growled from behind her. “You taste so good.”

That elicited a moan from her and Xander felt his body morphing rapidly into his role. She’d shaken him up both with her refusal to call him Master and then when she seemingly submitted – all in. And now, he wanted nothing more than to hear her scream his name.

Squatting down on his haunches, he retrieved the lube and pumped a generous amount over her asshole, then rubbing the small end of the toy through the slickness until it was thoroughly coated. She was squirming beautifully.

Fuck.

He had to wonder just what the fuck he’d been thinking. If she thought she was being disciplined then she had absolutely no idea the physical pain he was in. His cock was like a steel rod. He could hardly think for wanting to slam into her, to sink into her depths while her pussy clamped around him.

Focus.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you, pet?” he asked as he continued to tease her puckered hole with the blunt end of the toy.

“No, Master.”

“Do you want to know?” he questioned.

“If that is what you want, Master.”

Perfect answer.

“You’ve got such a pretty ass, pet,” he told her as he squeezed her right cheek with his hand, using his left to continue teasing her. “I look forward to taking you here later,” he added pressing the toy more firmly against her asshole.

Mercedes groaned, her hips pushing back slightly against his hands. She liked that idea. And didn’t that just make his dick all the more excited.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you? To feel my cock slide in your ass? To feel me deep.”

“Yes,” she breathed out roughly, “Sir.”

“Has anyone taken you here before?” he asked, almost as an afterthought, his hand stilling. It was something in the way she’d said “yes, Sir” that had tripped him up.

“No, Sir.”

Fucking hell.

Xander stared down at the toy in his hand. She’d never… Shit. That was the last answer he would’ve expected from her and yet he had no clue as to why. Just because she enjoyed playing at the club didn’t necessarily mean… Shit. He couldn’t even gather his thoughts.

“Please, Master,” Mercedes whispered and he knew she was encouraging him. She would’ve picked up on his pause.

“Thank you, pet,” he told her, letting her know how much this meant to him.

Xander retrieved a latex glove and slipped it on his hand. Once he was ready, he slid one finger into her, the tight ring of muscle gripping him. “Relax, pet. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers first. Then I’m going to put in a plug. There’s no way you can handle me like this.”

“Yes, Sir,” she moaned, her hips thrusting back hard as she tried to force his finger deeper. She was limited by the restraints and tempting him more than he had anticipated.

Pushing back to his feet, Xander thrust one finger into her ass, working her slowly before inserting two. He took his time, building her up, driving her crazy before he began scissoring his finger and finally pulling out. Without giving her time to think about it, he began slowly pushing the small blue plug into her ass, letting her acclimate to the size until it was fully seated inside of her.

“I love the way that looks,” he told her as he ripped the plastic glove off of his hand and tossed it into a nearby waste receptacle before gliding his hands over her smooth, warm skin. “Are you ready for me to continue?”

“Yes, Master,” she moaned, her head still down, her hands fisted. He could see her thighs straining as she knelt on the bench.

When she began to relax, he retrieved the other toy he’d purchased for this particular occasion and took his position behind her once more.

Glancing up, he noticed they had developed a rather large audience, several people he recognized were watching, including Luke and Sierra, Logan and Samantha. And even Trent Ramsey had stopped by for the show. They had an unobstructed view of the plug in her ass as well as the slick juices coating her pussy.

“You’ve drawn quite a crowd, pet. I think they’re enjoying seeing your ass and pussy displayed for them. But I bet they’re waiting for me to make your pretty ass blush. What do you think?”