A Second Chance

Chapter 17 * Jordan* *mature audience! very steamy, b**m, dominant ***

When Saturday finally arrived, I put all my supplies in the trunk and drove my kids to Becca’s house. Then I parked in Jamie’s driveway and went into her house. Her kids were getting their things together. She walked up and kissed me. I could tell she was nervous and trying to hide it. I probably looked the same way.

“Hi.” She said shyly.

“Hi, Baby.” I replied softly. “Listen, I have some things to set up. Can you go across the street for a bit and hang out? I’ll text you when I’m ready.”

Her eyes widened with curiosity but she nodded. She went into the kitchen to grab a 6 pack of White Claws and followed her kids out the door. I went to the kitchen and took a double shot of whiskey. Then I got to work.

When I was done, I took another double shot of whiskey and surveyed the bedroom. I had turned the bench at the foot of the bed so they were perpendicular to each other. On top of it was a sybian vibrator set up with a dildo piece on top. I had thrown 3 ropes over the beam across the ceiling; two for wrist cuffs and the middle one would have a collar on the end. I had a mix of music that I knew she liked to get busy to, mostly consisting of Muse. The fireplace was lit, as well as several candles. I took a deep breath and texted her that she could return. Then I went to wait for her by the front door.

I led her to the door to her suite, but didn’t want her to see anything in the bedroom. I covered her eyes and walked her to the bathroom. Once inside I took my hand off her eyes and placed it on her shoulder, lowering myself so I could look her in the eyes.

“I want you to go to the bathroom and empty yourself as much as you can. Take all your clothes off, tie your hair back, and put the blindfold on. Once you step out of this door, you belong to me. You will not speak unless I tell you to. You will only do as I say, do you understand?”

She bit her lip nervously and nodded. I could tell it wasn’t all nerves. She was excited too.

“Before we start, I’m giving you one last opportunity to say or ask anything. Do you have any questions?”

“No.” She replied.

“Do you want a safe word?”

“No. I wouldn’t use it.”

I didn’t like that answer much. I’d hate for her to let herself get hurt instead of using a safe word.

“If it gets to be too much, tell me to stop. Do you understand?”

She nodded.

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

She squared her shoulders, looked straight to my soul and said, “I trust you. And I love you.”

She kissed me quickly before spinning around and walking into the toilet room. Her words softened me for a moment but I knew I needed to lock my feelings down. This was business time now. I couldn’t let my thoughts wander. That might distract me from noticing any signs that she was distressed. I left the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

About 6 minutes later, she knocked on the door and I opened it. There she was: totally naked, her hair in a high braided ponytail, and a blindfold on. I felt my c**k twitch at the sight of her like this but I took a deep breath to settle down before checking her blindfold and making it slightly tighter.

I could see her heart pounding in her chest.

“You ready?” I asked her. She nodded.

I led her into the bedroom. I sat on the bed, with her standing in front of me, between my legs. While I began buckling the collar and cuffs on her, I gave her instructions.

“I am your master now. You will not speak unless I command it and when you do, you are to call me Sir. Do you understand?”

She nodded.

“Not off to a good start. I asked you if you understand.” I scolded her coldly.

“Oh, sorry! Yes, I understand.”

I reached around and slapped her ass. She jumped.

“I mean yes, Sir!”

“That’s better.” I replied, going back to putting on her restraints.

When I finished, I put some lube in my hand and quickly rubbed her between her thighs. She moaned softly, expecting me to continue but I stopped abruptly and stood up. I placed her hands on my shoulders and told her to jump up. She did. I walked over to the sybian and lowered her carefully onto it. It was high enough off the ground that her feet didn’t touch the floor. Perfect.

I rubbed some more lubricant on the silicone piece under her cl– and then I turned the dildo part on the lowest setting. She gasped, surprised. While she adjusted to that feeling, I clipped the ropes I’d hung to her collar and cuffs so she was forced to sit up tall with her arms spread out above her head. I checked the collar to make sure she could breathe if she sat back. If she leaned forward, it choked her just a little. I turned the dildo up and started the vibration. She moaned almost immediately.

“Does that feel good on your little cl–, Baby?” I purred in her ear.

“Ye-yes, Sir.” She stuttered out, slowly rocking her hips.

I bent down and took her left n—-- in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it and caught it between my teeth, biting down ever so slightly. She arched her back, pushing her breasts even closer to me and moaned. I pulled my head back and blew cool air on her wet tit. Her n—-- grew out towards me. I did the same treatment to the other breast and looked down at the beautiful sight in front of me. She was still rocking her hips, moaning softly.

“You aren’t going to come already, are you, Baby?” I challenged her. “This is only speed 1 out of 100.”

She stayed silent.

“Not answering, huh?” I said, with a slightly annoyed tone. “Alright, let’s take it up a notch.”

I turned up both the dildo and the vibration. She moaned louder and pulled her body back as much as she could. I leaned down and pulled on her hair to tilt her head back.

“You will tell me every time you come, do you understand me?”

“Yes, Sir!”

“Good girl.” I brushed my hand on her cheek before turning the dials up once more.

I straddled the bench in front of her and leaned back against the bed, ready to watch the first o—-m that I knew was close. I saw her hands ball into fists and her legs tense.

“Ohhh, I’m gonna come……ah I’m coming!” She tensed and then her whole body shook back and forth.

“Good girl.” I said, appreciatively. I watched her continue to tremble and knew from experience, she needed to calm before she could build again. I lowered the vibration back to 1 and went back to sit in front of her. Her body slowed as the o—-m dissipated. I rolled her n—--s in my fingers. She moaned softly, enjoying it. Her body was mostly relaxed at this point. That’s when I placed n—-- clamps on her. She gasped at the sharpness of it. I adjusted the clamps tighter and tested their stability by lightly tugging the chain connecting them. When I was satisfied they wouldn’t fall off, I slid back to recline on the bed, with the chain in one hand and the dial for the sybian in the other.

For my own satisfaction I pulled on the clamps and she had no choice but to lean forward, which in turn, pushed her collar against her throat. I relaxed the chain and she sat back, sucking in a deep breath. I almost couldn’t take how sexy she looked like this. All I wanted was to rip her off that thing and f— her myself but I knew this wasn’t about me.

I turned the dial up to 5. She jumped.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you, Pet?” I called out to her.

“No, Sir.” She replied, trying to keep her voice even.

“Are you trying to fool me into thinking you’re unaffected by this?” I asked her.

“No, Sir.” She said evenly. I turned the dial up to ten. “No, Sir!!!”

She was rocking back and forth more quickly now, twisting side to side as though she were trying to escape it. I tugged on her clamps. Released. Tugged. Released. When I released her the 3rd time she gasped out, “I’m coming” and I watched her tremble harder than before.

When her o—-m subsided, I lowered the dial to 5 and walked back over to her. I took the clamps off and licked her n—--s, massaging them with my tongue. She practically purred. Just as she seemed to be relaxing, I re-clamped them and tightened them further. She tried to pull back but obviously couldn’t.

I spanked her a– sharply, making her yelp.

“Aw, honey, there’s no getting away. You’re here until I’m satisfied you’ve had enough. You understand?” I growled in her ear.

“Yes, Sir.” She whimpered.

“Good.”

I went back onto the bed and turned the dial back to 10. She shook her head so I tugged on her clamps and put it to 15 and then 20 a moment later. I held her clamps firm causing her to breathe very shallow breaths. I could see her body trying to pull back but my grip on her clamps held her firmly forward, her entire p—- pressed down on the sybian with no relief.

When I finally released the clamps, she yelled loudly, “I’m commmingggg!”

I lowered the dial to 10 and let her ride it out for a while.

“Please, Sir, I can’t come anymore. I can’t. I can’t do it again.” She begged.

“You can, and you will. I will decide when you’re done coming and Baby, I’m just getting started playing with you.” I told her firmly.

“Please, I-”

“Did I tell you, you could speak?” I scolded her. She whimpered quietly and tensed, waiting for a punishment.

I went over to her and gently brushed the hair off her forehead. She flinched ever so slightly at my touch.

“Are you afraid of me, Baby Girl?” I cooed at her. She shook her head no.

“I’ll give you a choice, for speaking out of turn. You can either get spanked 3 times and your clamps made tighter, or you can suck my c—. What will it be?”

She didn’t respond right away so I shot the dial up to 50.

“Please don’t! The c—, I’ll suck your c—! Please Sir, let me suck your c—!” She screamed.

I lowered her down to 20 and cupped her chin in my hand.

“That’s a good girl.” I praised with my mouth just barely apart from hers. She leaned in as much as she could to kiss me but I pulled back. She pouted and I turned the dial to 25.

I stood up on the bench and undid my pants, pulling my c— out. It was throbbing to an almost painful degree. I stroked myself a few times, reaching up to hold onto the beam with my left hand for stability.

“Open your mouth.” I commanded her. She obeyed. I slid my entire length in her mouth and she took it all without struggle. I pulled back out completely before sliding in again. Again and again I slid in and out of her waiting mouth. I noticed that the distraction had calmed her body down despite the vibrations. I turned it up to 30 and f—ed her face faster. I felt her moan on my c— and the vibration felt incredible. I wanted more of that. I turned the dial to 40 and held her head with my full length down her throat. She tried to pull back but I held her firmly in place. She was screaming around me and pulling on her wrist restraints as hard as she could, to no avail.

“Take it, Baby.” I commanded her through gritted teeth.

I felt her throat constrict and her body tensed and I knew she was about to come. I pulled my c— out of her mouth, tugged the clamps off her n—--s, and came all over her chest right as her body gave in. She screamed that she was coming as I groaned through my own o—-m, spraying her whole front.

Her body hung from her restraints, convulsing periodically, exhausted from the last o—-m as I wiped my fluid off her. I’m not sure she even noticed. At that point, I wasn’t sure if she was even feeling the sybian anymore. I reached down and slid my fingers between her and the vibrating silicone. She stirred at the relief. I began rubbing her slowly and she whimpered in front of me shaking her head.

“What’s wrong, Pet?” I asked, with an amused tone. “Do you want to stop?”

“Whatever you want, Master.” She said softly. “I’m just not sure my body can take anymore.”

“You let me worry about that. I know you can give me at least one more.” I told her.

She trembled at my words but she didn’t argue. I reached on the bench behind her and picked up a very small butt plug that I had already lubed up. Pulling my fingers out from her front, she gasped as her c**t touched the sybian again. I quickly undid her collar and pushed her forwards as far as her wrist cuffs would allow her. I spread her cheeks and slowly pushed the plug in her rear. When it was inside her all the way I sat her back upright so she was sitting on it. She groaned loudly at the full feeling of it.

“You stay sitting back like that so that plug doesn’t fall out, you understand me?” I asked.

“I understand, Sir.” She choked out.

“Good girl.” I said as I stroked her head. “Now, you’re going to give me one more o—-m. If it’s good enough, I might consider letting you down.”

I straddled the bench in front of her, rubbing my hands all over her naked body. Her thighs, stomach, breasts, hips. I turned the dial up a little bit at a time, building her slowly. She was rocking back and forth, grinding against the sybian. I rolled her n—--s between my fingers and she arched into my hands. I ran my nails down her back causing her to suck in sharply. I pushed in right above her pelvic bone, feeling the dildo hit against her front from the inside. I continued raising the vibrations as I slid my hand up to her throat. I squeezed the breath out of her. She pulled on her cuffs and her body tensed. She squeezed her thighs against the sybian as hard as she could. I let go of her throat and commanded her to let me hear her. Right on cue she screamed her o—-m and her entire body convulsed uncontrollably. It lasted a long time and I barely restrained myself from touching her. My eyes roamed her body hungrily as I enjoyed the raspiness of her voice that was raw from screaming for the last hour.

As her o—-m faded, she hung forward from her ropes, her body still shaking. I finally took pity on her. Since she was leaning forward already I reached behind her and pulled the plug out. I turned the dildo off and lowered the vibrations way down. I took her blindfold off and let her hair down. Her eyes were closed and she barely moved as I worked to free her. I turned the sybian off completely and lowered the music. I released one cuff and her body slumped to the side. I held her up while I quickly released her other wrist. I wrapped my arms around her, under her arms and gently lifted her off the machine. She whimpered quietly and just hung limply like a ragdoll in my arms.

“Do you need the bathroom?” I asked her softly.

“Mmhm.” She mumbled.

I carried her to the toilet room and sat her on it, before leaving her alone, pulling the door behind me. While she was in there I ran a bath in her huge soaker tub, tossing salts, oils and bubbles in before changing the music over to soft, romantic songs. I lit some candles in the bathroom and lowered the lights. I heard her knock lightly from inside the toilet room to alert me that she was done. I quickly undressed and went to get her. She couldn’t stand on her own yet, which I was prepared for. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the tub. Very carefully I stepped into the hot water and lowered both of us down into it, cradling her gently to my chest.

“Mmm.” She moaned quietly as the water soothed her sore body.

“You need to hydrate.” I told her, holding a glass of cool water to her lips. She parted her lips and allowed me to pour small swallows of water into her mouth. When she finished, she opened her eyes for the first time and looked up at me. We didn’t speak, but just stared at each other for a long moment. Finally she laid her head back against my chest and I tightened my arms around her. We laid like that for a long time, enjoying the closeness to each other as well as the soothing environment of the bath. She might have even dozed off.

Eventually she pushed herself up to a sitting position and splashed some water on her face, slowly wiping away the sweat and tears that had dried on her. I sat up too and grabbed the loofa. She allowed me to wash her. I carefully scrubbed away all the fluids from her body. Then I washed and conditioned her hair, brushing it out after rinsing it. By this time, the water was closer to room temperature and I decided to take her out before she chilled.

I pulled the plug in the tub and helped her stand up. She still wasn’t super stable, so I kept one hand on her while I reached for the nearby hook and wrapped a terry cloth robe around her. Then I helped her step out of the tub. She clung to me while I put my own robe on. I could feel how weak she was. I wrapped her hair in a towel before scooping her up in my arms once more and carrying her back to her bed. I laid her gently down. I’m fairly certain she was asleep the second her head touched a pillow.

I cleaned up the room, packing up all the s*x stuff and returned the bench to the foot of her bed, while she slept. I made some light snacks for her and poured a glass of water and a glass of wine and left them on her night table. When everything was as it was when I had arrived that day, I finally laid down next to her. She was sleeping soundly, looking so beautiful and peaceful. I hoped with all my heart that she got what she needed from this experience. She never asked me to stop, which made me think she enjoyed it, but I couldn’t know for sure. Sighing, I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep.