Page 42 of Exquisite Surrender

"I believe fate brought us together. From the moment I saw you hurling abuse at me, I knew you were the one for me and I'd never need anyone else." The tenderness in his expression makes my breath leave my body.

"Thank you, Sir. You complete me and make my life so much better than I could ever have imagined." Widening my mouth into a goofy grin, I tease him, "You still didn't say it. Do I need to get it out by other means, Sir?" Straightening his spine, he arches his brow in a warning. I lift my chin, meeting his icy silver-gray gaze head on.

"Watch your smart mouth, pet." I cackle inside, hoping he will fall for my bait.

"Or what?" I toss my head, threads of defiance and subtle challenge lacing my voice.

"Playroom now," he orders, his voice dripping with authority.

"Yes, Sir." Leaping on my feet, I scurry straight to the playroom as a thrill shivers through my senses. I remove my dress and place it on the bed.

Lowering myself gracefully on the floor, I straighten my back, spread my legs, and rest my hands on my thighs. The kneeling position coupled with my slow, deliberate breaths quiet my mind, putting me straight into my submissive space, ready to serve and be used by Sir as he sees fit. He keeps me waiting, knowing it will ramp up my anxiety and excitement. When he finally appears through my lashes, I watch him saunter to the toy cabinet. I prick my ears, trying to pick up any sound that will tell me what he's taking out of the cabinet, but he seems to have anticipated this because he takes great care of not making any noise. Shuffling back, he walks to bed, laying out whatever items he had chosen.

"Eyes on the floor. Hands behind your head, little sub." The low pitch of his baritone voice makes my pussy quiver with need.

"Yes, Sir," I murmur, positioning my hands behind my head, keeping my eyes down as instructed.

As usual, he moves around me like a panther stalking its prey, circling in slow, purposeful steps. Through my lowered lashes, I glimpse the collar in his hands. It's a black/red leatherwith a large O-ring and the sides are studded with sparkling jewels. Dear God, are these diamonds? Leaning, he puts the collar around my neck. Slowly and seductively, his gaze roves up and down my body, beaming approvingly.

"Congratulations, pet. You have earned your graduation collar." You've done it, Allie. I worked hard to earn it.The implication of what this means sends waves of delirious excitement through me. If I wasn't kneeling, I'd have floated off like a cloud in the sky.

"Thank you, Sir," I breathe.

"On your feet." Pushing myself up, I spread my legs, shoulder width apart and place my arms behind my back, waiting for his next order.

He strolls to the bed, coming back with nipple clamps. He nuzzles his head in my breasts, sucking and biting my erected tips, making my stomach muscles tense and clit throb. Moving his head away, he rolls them between his fingers, pinching and pulling hard until a loud cry escapes my lips.

"Good girl," he grunts out and attaches the clamps on my tender buds, the pinch shooting through me like electricity, making me clench the muscles in my core.

"You're going to make me come, Sir," I whimper. His palm curves around the back of my neck, his thumb resting on the soft spot on my ear while his warm fingers press lightly into the side of my neck.

"That is my ultimate goal, pet. To make you writhe and scream my name as I take your control and make you come, over and over, until you can't breathe." Moisture floods my pussy, the perfume of my arousal filling the air around us. He chuckles, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"I want you bound, naked and exposed on the St Andrew's Cross. Now, pet."

"Yes, Sir." I stroll to the cross and take my position. He fastens the cuffs on my wrists and ankles, his hand landing hard on my naked ass. Fuck, he is killing me, slowly.

Once upon a time, standing naked and exposed made me cringe in embarrassment, but now I wiggle my ass shamelessly, begging for him to hit me again, harder.

"You are my impatient little sub, aren't you?"

"Yes, Sir." Spreading my ass cheeks, he smears ice-cold lube before sliding his finger inside me. Removing his finger, he slowly inserts the anal plug, filling me completely.

"Nice and stretched now," I rasp as my sphincters clench, fighting the sensations of the coldness of the smooth metal, the stretching and fullness.

"What is your safe word, pet?" he demands.

"Red, Sir."

"Good girl. You're tied up just the way I like you…exposed and immobilized."

"My body belongs to you to use it as you please, Sir."

For a long moment, silence stretches and only the thunderous beating of my heart rings in my ears. Then, the dark, sultry voice of Trevor Something, singing You are my obsession, hums through the speakers, sending shudders up and down my spine.He draws the tails of the flogger across my body to warm me. He gives me a few light strokes across my shoulders and buttocks, letting my mind adjust to the pain. Anticipation sets my body alight, sending pleasurable tingles straight to my clit. As the soft tails land across my shoulders, thighs and over my ass cheeks, there is nothing, then searing fiery pain spreads through me. Fuuck. I grit my teeth, rocking my hips from side to side. I let out a shriek as he continues to strike my burning flesh. Pausing for a moment, he caresses my skin in a circular motion, soothing the stinging ache before he slides two fingers inside me, working them until I moan mindlessly and moisture drips down my inner legs. I'm so close. I clench my muscles, desperate to find release. Removing his fingers, his hand lands hard on my ass, making me squeeze tight.

"Naughty, pet. If you want to come, earn it."

"I'll do anything, Sir."

"Good girl."

He resumes his strikes. The lashes burn into me, coming fast, so fast I can't distinguish when one finishes and another begins. Arching my back, tears stream down my face, hard and fast. Adrenaline sends my pulse into a thundering stampede, urging me to fight or flee. Don't fight the pain. Ride it out. Closing my eyes, I inhale through my nose and exhale through my mouth, surrendering to the scorching sensations until the endorphins rush through my blood.

"What color are you, pet?" his voice sounds muffled. I erupt in uncontrollable giggles, unable to speak.

A kaleidoscope of colors explodes behind my eyelids as I fly high, floating weightlessly through space, my mind blissfully quiet and empty. I only become aware of my deliciously sore body when he scoops me in his arms like precious cargo. I've no idea how long I've been floating in my safe bubble. His hot breath brushes against my ear, electrifying my already sensitive skin.

"I love you, Alexandra." Intense warmth spreads through me, making my heart cartwheel with joy.

We are like the rain and spring. One can't exist without the other.

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