Chapter Twenty-Six

“Lay down,” Maddy ordered, her voice a bit shaky. The two of them had been sitting in bed, wrapped in the sheets and just talking for the last hour – from the mundane to the unusual, both unable to stop smiling at each other and their new found intimacy. Finally, Maddy had decided to take the reins of the evening, though she was a bit nervous about it.

Jamie looked at her for a long moment, trying to decipher what Maddy was up to.

“I said, lay down,” she said, her voice stronger now.

With a barely concealed smile, Jamie lay back on the sheets, his head resting on Maddy’s pillow.

“Stretch your hands above your head and grasp the bed frame,” Maddy ordered, and Jamie complied, still smiling slightly.

Tentatively, Maddy reached out and traced the planes of his abdomen with her forefinger, making his muscles clench involuntarily. A moment later, she leaned over and used her tongue to trace the lines instead. Jamie groaned at the soft touch and dropped a hand to cup her head.

Maddy’s head shot up and she swiftly slapped him across the face – not hard, but enough to shock him, his mouth dropping open at her movement. “I touch you. You don’t get to touch me. Understand?” she asked, her voice suddenly icy. “You will only move when I tell you to.”

Jamie’s breath hitched in his throat, finally understanding her intentions.

She was going to act out his fantasy… sweet God. His cock became even harder as the implication of her command hit home with him, and he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment.

“As you wish,” he complied, blinking his eyes open, reaching back up to grasp the bed again.


“And you will not talk,” Maddy instructed. “Understand?”

He opened his mouth to speak automatically, but at her sharp glance, merely nodded meekly instead.

“Good,” Maddy said, watching him a moment longer before bowing over again to dart her tongue into his navel. She shifted position, and licked up his chest, flicking her tongue over one of his nipples. He hissed at the contact, but did not speak.

Maddy hid a small smile at his reaction, suddenly reveling in the power she had over this normally commanding man. She licked the nipple again, and then licked over to the other, feeling Jamie shift under her.

She leaned up and over him, making sure his hands were still in position where she wanted them. The movement placed her swaying breasts directly near his mouth, and unable to stop himself, he reached out his tongue and flicked the one closest to him.

Maddy jumped back, her blue eyed gaze frosty. She slithered off the bed and sauntered across the room, away from him, though he very much enjoyed the view of her retreat. “Until you learn to obey, you will get nothing.” And with that, she went into the adjoining bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Jamie slammed his head back against the pillow, wanting so badly to touch himself, to touch her, to chase after her and take her.

But that wasn’t what this game was about.

It was about domination – and he wasn’t in charge.

Instead, he lay, stock still, waiting for whatever was next.

For what seemed like interminable minutes, he lay, practically panting, waiting for Maddy to return, hoping to God she would, and wouldn’t leave him in this state until the sun came up the next morning.

Too many minutes later, she finally emerged, and he sighed at the beauty of her slim body, illuminated only by a candle she carried with her. She set it on the bureau and dimmed the nearby oil lamp, leaving the room dimly lit, her body casting shadows on the wall. She walked back over to the bed and stared down at him, assessing his prone position.

“Did you move?” She asked.

He hurriedly shook his head no.

“Good,” she replied, climbing onto the bed again. She leaned over and kissed him hard, her tongue dancing into his mouth, and he almost cried out at the contact, enjoying the sudden swell of her power over him, and felt that she was enjoying it too.

Maddy’s heart was racing in her chest, but she was determined to give Jamie what we wanted, and if she was honest, to experiment with her own feelings, sensing that dominating him wouldn’t exactly be a chore.

She slithered down his body, her eyes locked on his as she took him into her mouth, watching as his back arching involuntarily, though he bit his lip to avoid saying anything. Though this was new territory for her – something she had never done before – she watched Jamie’s face, gauging how her different movements made him react, finding sensitive spots and paying special attention to them.

Jamie had a sheen of sweat covering him now, even as he forced himself not to let go of the bed frame, not to grab her head and thrust himself deeper into her sweet mouth. Instead, he closed his eyes as the sensation of her wet mouth washed over him. Maddy watched happily as he groaned and shifted, grunted and rocked his hips, desperate for more.

She could quite get used to this kind of power, she thought hazily, lifting her head and sliding back up the bed until she lay beside him again on her back.

“Touch me,” Maddy ordered, and Jamie turned his head to look at her questioningly, then at his hands above them.

“You may remove your hands. Use your fingers to touch me,” Maddy said. “You may pick one spot, and one spot only.”

Hiding a grin, Jamie slowly moved his hands away from the bed and quickly knelt between her thighs, using his hands to gently nudge them apart. Seconds later, Maddy gasped as his fingers slid up and down her folds slickly, and then drove into her core. She arched and moaned, enjoying the pleasure it wrought, let her tend to her for several minutes, then turned into the commander again.

“Stop.”

Obediently, Jamie stopped moving, freezing in place.

“Lick…” Maddy cleared her throat, wondering if this was too far. “Lick your fingers.”

She nearly blacked out as she watched Jamie slowly push his fingers into his mouth, obviously enjoying her taste on them, his eyes closed in bliss.

“And now do the same to me,” Maddy ordered, and Jamie glanced up at her then complied, slicking his fingers in and then out, then raising them to her lips. She opened her mouth and he slid his fingers in, and she tasted herself. Suckling softly, her eyes locked on his, she watched as his entire body jerked at the sensation of her pulling mouth, his manhood seeming to grow another inch.

With a teasing glint in her eye, she began to suckle his fingers as she had ministered to his cock, and she could see the control it cost him not to explode on the spot.

She could definitely get used to this power, she thought, releasing his fingers wetly from her mouth.

“Lay back down in your position,” Maddy said, pointing to the bed. Jamie scrambled to comply, his hands flying up over his head again.

Though she felt timid, Maddy put on a veneer of authority and straddled his hips, her center rubbing deliciously against the muscles of his abdomen, and both of them struggled for control. Shifting her hips and grasping his cock, she slowly, so slowly, lowered herself onto him until he was driven deep inside her.

Jamie let out an involuntary groan, fighting for control, fighting not to come too quickly. Maddy hissed as she took all of him inside her, then after a moment, rocked her hips. Jamie automatically lifted his hips to drive himself further into her, and she reached out and pinched both of his nipples – hard.

“Did I say you could move?”

He shook his head no, biting his lip.

“Then don’t. This is my ride, and I will control it until I am satisfied. And when I am fully satisfied, I may, may let you have release. But so help me, if you release early, there will be punishment. And not the kind you like.”
His eyes widened at her threat, but he nodded his compliance. After a moment, Maddy set a rhythm with her hips, and he grabbed tighter to the bed frame, fighting for control as her eyes bore into his. Faster and faster she moved, and he clutched his hands harder and harder to follow her orders, until he felt the combination of her nails raking down his chest and her body clenching at his cock buried deep inside her.

He nearly screamed at the force of holding off, and Maddy sensed how hard he was fighting to obey. “Look at me!” She barked, and his eyes struggled open to meet hers. “Look at me when you release. Now.”

And with that one barked word, he did.

Maddy wanted to collapse on his chest in exhaustion, but forced herself to stand on shaky legs and lean over the pillow where Jamie lay, his face flushed and sweaty. “Not bad, slave. But I sense that you will need much more practice, another day.”

And with that, she pressed a small kiss to his wet brow, then grabbed her robe and flounced into the bathroom as Jamie quivered on the soaked sheets beneath him.

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