Taming the Boss Lady [Masters of Submission 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) Page 8

  “Six, Sir.”

  Seeing she was enjoying her correction, Matthew exerted a little more power on the flogger.

  “Seven, Sir, seven, Sir.”

  Her brain-stimulating endorphins were working overtime. Kelly’s knees almost buckled, barely able to support her as another powerful swing thudded against her beautiful, beautiful butt.

  “Eight, Sir,” she whimpered. Her legs had gone completely limp, just the leather restraints securing her wrists held her up.

  Sensing Kelly may be too brave for her own good, he tenderly kissed her bare back, allowing her the time to regain her composure. “Do you wish to use your safeword?”

  “No, Sir, thank you, Sir, I’m fine.”

  “Very well, then I shall continue.”

  He raised his hand, letting the fall of the flogger carry more weight. The noise of leather on skin echoed around the dungeon. He loved that sound. His hard-on twitched in his pants whenever he heard it.

  A whimper left her lips, and her legs trembled uncontrollably. “Nine, Sir.”

  He had no doubt she was in some sort of pleasure-induced trance when he took the final and hardest swing.

  She threw back her head one last time. Her sensuous lips parted, and her tongue snaked out to moisten them. “Ten, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

  He dropped the flogger to the floor and immediately smoothed his fingers over her burning butt cheeks. “You have done well, my slave.” The heat from her punished ass radiated onto his palms as he soothed the tender flesh with loving, circular movements.

  “Your punishment is over,” he whispered against her ear, nuzzling her neck, and drinking in her intoxicating feminine scent. No woman had ever reached him the way Kelly did right now. No woman had ever had such an effect on him before. He wondered why. Perhaps it was because Kelly was a successful and powerful woman in her own right. Whatever the reason, Kelly McCloud was one very special lady, and he didn’t want to lose her.

  Still secured by the whipping posts, Kelly didn’t move as he circled around in front of her. Matthew couldn’t resist tugging on her nipple and clit clamps. In response, her body bucked and writhed, and a mournful, sexual whimper left her lips. The clamps had restricted the blood flow to her nipples and clit for a good ten minutes, so it was time to remove them. This was the part he loved the most. Kelly looked overdosed on pleasure, her eyelids hooded and droopy. He guessed she didn’t know what was coming next.

  Matthew lowered his head and swirled his tongue over her trapped nipple. Starved of blood, the tip had turned a fetching shade of purple. A barely audible sigh left her lips, followed by a piercing cry as he released the clamp. He sucked hungrily on her swollen nub. Fuck, you taste good, Kelly. With the blood flowing freely once more, it gushed into her tortured peak, creating a surge of pain. He moved to her other breast.

  “Master Matthew, no.”

  He smiled into her eyes, which were like thin discs of sultry moonlight. “I have to remove them.”

  “Oh, God.” Her head tipped back, making her lustrous raven hair fall and swirl around her waist.

  Tenderly, he licked and teased the other peak, reveling in the soft feminine whimpers that came from her parted lips. When he removed the remaining nipple clamp, a deep sigh of sexual longing erupted from her as he sucked the blood-starved bud back to life. He received enormous satisfaction, watching a submissive surrender everything. Fuck, it turned him on. It was what made him tick as a man. Knowing Kelly was an immensely powerful businesswoman only added to his triumph. His cock felt forged from hardened steel and ready for action.

  Matthew traced his fingertips down Kelly’s trembling body, before pausing at her imprisoned clit. He couldn’t resist giving the chain a little tug.

  “Master Matthew, please.”

  Kelly’s lovely feminine breath hissed from her throat as he sunk to his knees and stared mesmerized at her captured, sexual nub. With her legs still wide apart and secured to the base of the whipping posts, he could clearly make out the honeyed arousal, coating the folds of her cunt. Slowly, he drifted a finger to her clit, and watched in satisfaction as her body swayed seductively.

  “Deep breath,” he ordered as he slowly released the clamp from her womanly pearl, allowing the blood to flow once more into her clitoris.

  Cupping her buttocks in his hands, he forcibly pulled her toward him. Her whole body jerked as he sucked the very essence of her into his mouth. Intense spasms began forming against his lips as her sensitized nub finally erupted into unstoppable orgasm. He smiled against her pussy as her cries of ecstasy filled the dungeon. He let her sexy little clit slip from beneath his lips, and looked up into her face. “That’s right, my princess. Let it all out.” In the throes of orgasm he saw the most beautiful woman in the world, and she belonged to him. He felt like he saw the real Kelly McCloud for the very first time. Strong yet vulnerable. Proudly resistant, yet compliant. When her climax was finally spent, he unshackled the leather restraints from her wrists and ankles. As he removed the final hook, she fell into his arms, exhausted, and by the smile on her face, happy. He stroked a wayward hair from her eyes before scooping her up and carrying her to the ornate four-poster.

  Kelly appeared to be in a trancelike state as he carefully laid her facedown on the bed. As he released her, her slender arms fell above her head, and her long, smooth legs trailed over the edge of the mattress. Determined to continue the dominance of her body and mind, he hurriedly pulled down his leather pants, allowing his fully erect cock to spring free.

  Anticipation an aphrodisiac, he stood over her, smoothing a hand around his shaft, caressing his fingers along the prominent pulsating vein that ran the length of his prick. Jesus, he was so fucking hard, and it was all Kelly’s doing. Taking the time to appreciate her feminine beauty, he observed her womanly butt, so creamy and luscious. It still bore the pink traces of her correction. The globes of her ass were round and peachy, and incredibly inviting. He figured she’d never allowed a guy to fuck her ass before. From what he’d learned about Kelly, he guessed she liked to be in control. Claiming her ass might prove a step too far at this point in their D/s relationship. Matthew decided to put that option on hold, but made a promise to himself that he would have her ass sooner or later.

  Matthew leaned down and gently pulled her legs apart. Her perfect puckered hole was now open for him to see, and he couldn’t resist grazing his thumb over her pink rosette. She jolted slightly, but didn’t protest, and he smiled knowingly. Yeah, she’d go for anal fucking, all right. He lovingly caressed the gorgeous swell of her buttocks, kneading the flesh with small circular movements. He adored her ass, and the way her womanly curves cinched in around her waist. Matthew then smoothed his fingers over her elegant, straight back, delighting in the softness of her glowing skin. Continuing his caress along her arms, he took hold of her hands and pinned them to the mattress above her head. Slowly, he leaned over her, and pressed his chest to her back, enjoying the warmth where their skin touched.

  Chapter Fifteen

  With her head turned to one side so she could breathe, Kelly’s beautiful raven hair spilled over the duvet. Matthew growled in her ear. “Never make the mistake of underestimating your Master.” He looked down into her silver eyes, which were hooded and half closed.

  “Yes…Master Matthew.” She barely whimpered the word—“please”—as he began spearing her pussy with his prick. Her head tipped back, and her lips parted with a deep, glorious sigh as he slid fully inside her. Impaled by his length, she squirmed with obvious pleasure beneath him, making his cock harder still.

  As he increased the pace, he rumbled in her ear, “It’s clear you need a firm hand.” He closed his eyes, realizing what a lucky guy he was to be in this position with a woman as beautiful and intelligent as Kelly. Her cunt was so deliciously wet and tight. He needed to concentrate.

  “Yes…oh yes,” she mewed, as she tried to twist her face fully to his. Savoring her sexy words, Matthew held her hands even tighter above he
r head, controlling her movements. Mastering her, he powered his length inside her with unrelenting vigor.

  Kelly’s tight pussy squeezed his prick in a viselike grip, until he felt as though he’d entered heaven. His words were breathy and urgent. “I’m gonna train you to be even more obedient. As my sub, it’s your duty to bend to my will. I think another flogging is in order, but next time”—he dipped down and kissed the back of her neck, licking the tender flesh up to her ear, savoring her taste and the way she felt beneath him—“next time, I’ll bind you so fucking tightly, you won’t be able to move at all. Understand?”

  “Yes…oh…yes.”

  His words aroused her further, causing her to writhe, twist, and undulate beneath his weight. She panted uncontrollably, and her elegant fingers flexed as she tried in vain to move. Taking total control, he gripped her hands even more tightly with his own. Looking down between their perspiration-soaked bodies, he took immense pride in his achingly hard cock as he pistoned in and out of her. Now covered with her feminine juices, he watched in awe as it disappeared from view between her creamy buttocks.

  Feeling all-powerful, he menacingly whispered in her ear, “You might be the great Kelly McCloud in the boardroom, but never forget you belong to me.” Matthew nipped her shoulder twice with his teeth, marking her as his. “You’re mine, whenever, and however I want.”

  His words had the desired effect, because she responded by gripping his cock even tighter with her pussy. She whispered through barely parted lips, “Yes…I’m yours.”

  Kelly’s raven black hair, combined with her creamy porcelain skin and striking silver eyes, simply took his breath away. She was beautiful beyond compare. He’d make her his. He’d coax the spirited woman to the surface, and insist she surrender all power to him.

  Realization suddenly dawned. I can’t let this woman disappear from my life. I want her—all of her. I want to own every last beautiful inch of her.

  Taking hold of both her hands with one of his own, Matthew slid his other hand under her belly and teased a finger over her engorged nub. The clit torture he’d administered earlier had made it supersensitive. Her body writhed ferociously in response to his touch. Matthew knew he was driving her crazy with sexual longing when she turned her head and buried her face in the duvet. Her gorgeous raven hair spilled over her shoulders as he took what was rightfully his. “Please, Master Matthew, please,” her muffled reply came back.

  When he’d entered the dungeon, he’d intended to show Kelly that her status and wealth meant nothing to him. He was the Master and she was the sub—end of story. But instead he’d learned a lesson of his own. Kelly was a woman with hidden depths, a wonderful, responsive woman. He figured he’d only just scratched the surface of what she was truly capable of. It was obvious to him that she needed this kind of play as a release from the tremendous work pressures she put herself under. Heading McCloud Energy, and being in charge of so many employees, must be incredibly stressful for a woman on her own.

  Feeling like the luckiest guy alive, he pumped harder and faster. When a soul-searching moan came from deep within her before escaping her lips, he knew she was close to letting go, big time.

  He teased a finger over her clitoris once again, and she started to come apart right before his very eyes. Her body vibrated and pulsed beneath him. Her sexual spasms were so powerful that this slightly built woman was able to push against and move his two-hundred-and-twenty-pound weight. The incredible undulations pulsed right down to her pussy, which squeezed his cock, milking it as though her life depended on it.

  “Dear God…Dear God, oh…my…God.”

  “That’s it, my princess. Your Master knows exactly what you need.”

  He held her tighter, loving and adoring the woman beneath him, then pumped his shaft inside her one final time. A deep, guttural groan roared from his throat as he reared up and rose above her. A surge of pure pleasure forced its way up his prick and exploded as he jerked his seed inside her with unstoppable force.

  * * * *

  Kelly lay supine on the bed, feeling totally dazed and spent. Having lost count of how many orgasms she’d enjoyed, she was now experiencing a wonderful deep relaxation, something which had been in short supply recently. When Matthew lifted his weight from her back, she couldn’t help but make a small animal noise in protest.

  He gently kissed her between the shoulder blades. “Don’t worry, I’m not leaving you, princess.”

  She watched him sit on the edge of the bed and yank the leather cowboy boots from his feet. He pulled down his leather pants and threw them to one side. Standing before her, totally naked and utterly magnificent, he asked, “How do you feel?”

  Kelly yawned, a wonderful yawn made up of pure relaxation. “So sleepy, I can’t move a dammed inch.” The flogging had seriously turned her on. She stretched lazily on the bed and let out a long, soft moan. Just remembering the scene made her pussy tighten deliciously with pleasure.

  He laughed, a laugh she loved, before leaning over her and smiling into her eyes. “Then allow me, pretty lady.” Matthew gently scooped her into his arms and began carrying her toward the bathroom. Her heart did a double flip when he looked at her in that way of his—all primal and alpha male.

  “Mmm, this is nice,” she murmured, dreamily. Totally relaxed, she snuggled into his embrace. Kelly couldn’t resist curling her fingers around his strong, powerful neck, teasing the strands of dark brown hair that fell across the back of her hand.

  He gently placed her on the tiled floor in the impressive, purpose-built wet room, then switched on the power. Water immediately gushed from three massive chromed showerheads. Matthew ducked under the torrent, and shook his head, sending sparkling droplets of water flying in every direction. She watched in awe as streaming rivulets ran down his magnificent, muscled body. His skin was tanned, and the dark masculine hairs on his legs matted together, as the deluge of warm water flowed over them.

  Completely mesmerized by the image of naked male perfection standing before her, she let out a girlish scream when he took hold of her hand and dragged her under the fast-flowing water. The torrent immediately plastered her hair to her head.

  “You’ve just ruined my hairstyle, mister,” she joked.

  “I don’t want you falling asleep on me.” He squeezed a dollop of shampoo into his palm, and began massaging it into her scalp. “I haven’t finished with you yet.”

  Thoroughly enjoying his undivided attention, Kelly closed her eyes. Matthew clearly knew a lot more about her than she’d realized.

  “So you know I’m Kelly McCloud. What else do you know?”

  She chanced a surreptitious look through the suds dripping down her face, hoping they didn’t get in her eyes and sting. He playfully tapped her soapy nose. “Don’t worry. I’m not about to tell anyone who you really are. Total discretion is assured here at Club Submission.”

  “I’m glad to hear it.”

  Matthew carefully positioned her under the shower, and she allowed the water to rinse the shampoo from her hair. Still curious, she asked, “So when did you find out that I’m Digger McCloud’s daughter and CEO of McCloud Energy?”

  “Just about a week ago.”

  It was too late to do anything about it now. Besides, she believed him when he said he’d keep her identity confidential. Instead, she grabbed the shower gel and began loading it onto his muscled chest, gently smoothing her hands over his pectorals and highly toned abs. The sensuous touch of his skin, and the hard muscle beneath her fingertips kept her fully focused on him.

  This was what she craved the most. Being close to a man as powerful and influential as Matthew Strong just felt so right. Matthew made her feel—whole. A deep sigh left her lips as she relaxed into the task of washing her man.

  “Why the sigh?” he asked, taking the shower gel from her, turning her around and washing her back.

  “What?”

  “I heard you sigh, princess.” He leaned in and smoothed a soapy palm over her
buttocks, letting his other hand circle her belly. It felt highly erotic when he washed her pussy from the front and back simultaneously. Her clit was still highly sensitive, and she enjoyed the physical contact.

  Kelly smiled. “I was just thinking that this is the most relaxed I’ve been in ages.”

  “Dominant play always releases a lot of endorphins, for both Master and sub.”

  “Doesn’t it just.” Not to be outdone, Kelly soaped his naked body once more. She drifted her hands around his waist before smoothing them over his achingly tight buns. She lifted her eyes to his. “Like that do you?” Palming his heavy balls, she pulled back his foreskin and soaped his bell end. When his cock hardened fully, doubling in size, she was amazed by his powers of recuperation. The guy possessed superhuman libido. Kelly couldn’t resist teasing his huge prick. It felt like hardened steel, covered by silk. “Tell me how you found out about me, Matthew?”

  His eyelids slid shut as she caressed his potent shaft, while palming his balls. “Fucking hell, princess. You certainly know how to get information from a guy. You were featured in some oil industry magazine. I can’t remember what it was called.”

  “Go on. I’m waiting.”

  He gritted his teeth, and she guessed he was close to coming. “Ethan found it while visiting the dentist.”

  “Really?” She remembered the article well. “Dad asked me to do it. He’d already had a couple of heart attacks, and he wanted to introduce me as his successor. My father had been grooming me to run the company since I was knee high to a grasshopper.” She pulled his foreskin back, perhaps a little too hard, because Matthew forcibly removed her hands from his prick.

  “Jesus, careful, Kelly. I’m only made of flesh and blood.” He cupped her chin and angled her face to his. She stared into his wonderful, tranquil green eyes. He made her feel so calm. Thoroughly absorbed by her, he smoothed a hand down her cheek, and caressed her lips with his thumb.