Safeword: Rainbow (2 page)

He grinned, "That was more a mind game than anything else. It was a brand new plug that I personally removed from the plastic and washed myself. I wouldn't want you to put something in your mouth that was once in a stranger's ass, even if it had been sterilized. It was fun to watch you battle yourself to do it, though."

"Oh. Ummm, thank you, Sir. I think."

He gave her his sadistic grin and then said, "I find it interesting that everything you are bringing up revolves around the mental acts of submission I've required of you. You have yet to bring up the physical things I've done to cause you pain."

"Everything you've done to cause me pain has been done responsibly, and most of it has been done well after I was in subspace."

He raised his eyebrows. "And your punishment last night? You weren't in subspace for that."

"Oh, God. That just fucking hurt, Sir. But, it was punishment, and you did not injure or damage me in the process. You told me I didn't have permission to come and I couldn't help myself and did anyway, so I deserved whatever punishment you deemed appropriate. I can't hold that against you." Truth be told, she actually respected him more as a Master for punishing her when she needed it. But she wasn’t going to tell him that.

"What if I told you that tonight I'd like to hurt you, worse than I hurt you last night during your punishment. And that I want to mark you. We would of course agree on the location and how long the marks will last, but I want my mark on you, and I want to hurt you tonight. I want your tears, Kitten."

Vivian's insides lit on fire as he was talking. She was terrified, but she knew she didn't want to just turn him down without talking about it, either. She was curious. And so horny she couldn’t see straight.

First though, she needed to be clear on why he wanted to hurt her. "Have I done something else to deserve punishment?"

He reached down and caressed her left nipple. "No Kitten, you have not. I promise to make you fly, but I need your pain first. Not because you deserve it, but because I need to inflict it upon your body, I need your tears and your screams. And I think you need to give them to me. You see, I know that even though it will be real pain, it will still turn you on, make you fly. I couldn't do it to you if I didn't know it turned you on. I've watched you carefully the last two nights, and I know you can do this."

"You'll still respect my safeword?"

He moved his hand up to her cheek and said, "Of course, Katrina. And don't forget to show respect, you are supposed to be addressing me formally. I don't want to have to punish you tonight. I want to give you pain that you agree to, without it being a punishment."

"I apologize, Sir. As for marking me, I'll be in a shared locker room situation with vanillas in three weeks, so there can be no marks on my body that last that long. Also, no marks that will show while wearing normal clothing at work, and I have to work tomorrow. So nothing on my neck or arms, or the chest area that will show while wearing a blouse or a v-neck shirt. I can wear long skirts, so we'll say nothing below my knees. And no blood, anywhere. You have enough control to know how long your marks will last? Sir?"

He put another bite into her mouth and said, "I do. I will not give you a mark that will last longer than twelve to fourteen days on the average body, which means even if it takes your body a bit longer for them to fade then they should be gone in eighteen days max. Will that work?"

She took a breath to get her voice under control before saying, "Okay Sir. I'll need to call one of the security guys. He's a friend and keeps a close eye on me, and will come stop you if he sees you doing something he thinks will leave a mark."

"That's why you agreed to go to a private room after we'd played in public a short time that first night?"

"In part, yes. He is the one who brought the water after you used the bullwhip on me, and I asked him if he could watch us if we went into a room. He said he'd go to the control room and stay there until we were through."

"I'm glad you have someone to keep an eye on you, Kitten. When we are through with our meal you may call him."

"Sir? If you are here as a member's guest while you are in town, how did you get approved to use the bullwhip? They are very careful with who they allow the use of a few implements on club property, and the bullwhip is one of them. I understand it's not easy to pass muster."

"That’sﾁ complicated. The short version is that I’m well known in a club in Europe and my reputation in this case allowed for some fringe benefits. Was that another reason you felt comfortable going to a private room with me? Because I had permission to use the bullwhip here?"

Viv’s mind whirled. Europe? But his accent was slightly Canadian, she’d assumed he wasn’t from so far away. She knew they hadn’t talked about anything long term, but she desperately hoped he’d be around a while. Not that she had time in her life for a relationship, but she felt a strong attraction for him and she was still trying to figure this out. But, he’d asked a question and she needed to answer it. And while she was at it, she should probably try and see if he felt something extra for her, as well. She thought he did, but she wanted to hear it from him.

"That probably had a little to do with it, but the truth is that I felt something for you, and it's only getting stronger the more I'm around you, Sir. I know that after two nights I'm probably jumping the gun, but there is chemistry there that I can't deny."

"And how often do you feel this chemistry?"

"I... I'm not sure how to answer that, Sir. I don't believe I've ever felt it quite like this."

"Thank you for being honest with me Katrina. Yes, there is chemistry there, I feel it too." He took a breath and then said, "We'll talk more about that later, when we aren't being formal. Now, tell me the things I've done that you've liked the most, please."

Her heart skipped a beat, but she managed to stay calm and just answer the question. "Oh, I loved the bullwhip the first night. It felt like you spent an hour getting me into the right subspace before you used it, and I was flying exactly right when you did. I mean, it still hurt, bad. Really bad. But it hurt in the most exquisite way, Sir. I also liked that you made sure I was out of subspace enough to make the decision to go to a private room with you, that it was me talking, and not the altered me talking. Oh, and last night, with the vibrating butt plug and the vibrating nipple clamps while you made love to me, that was incredible, Sir."

She got an odd look and paused and he realized something else had just gone through her head.

"What are you thinking, Kitten?"

"It's going to sound corny, Sir."

He gave her a mischievous smile. "Okay, then give me corn, I think I can handle it."

She started to come up with something else to say, then decided to just tell him the truth. She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "Always before I had thought that making love was something you could only do as part of vanilla sex. I've always considered sex that was part of a scene as fucking. I didn't think it was possible to make love in the midst of a scene. But last night... last night you made love to me, as part of a scene. You've made me redefine a few things, Sir."

His eyes softened and he said, "Oh Kitten, that's not corny, it's beautiful. And you are right; I was making love to you. I can't explain it, it was the first time we had actual sex and at that point it was only the second night we'd been together. But you are right, I was making love to you. I... I wish... oh, just, thank you for telling me that, okay?" ﾁHe ran his fingers over her lips, then kissed his fingers and touched them to her lips again. He moved his hand back down to her nipple and ran little circles around it. “What else have I done that you particularly enjoyed?"

She shivered with the sensory input and then took a breath to try to gain enough control to respond verbally. "Every time you've taken me to subspace I've enjoyed it, Sir. Our first night together you took me into subspace twice, and last night I was working my way there when you pulled me out and brought me back down to reality so you could punish me. But then when my punishment was over and you took me back into subspace you kept me there for a while, and you kept moving around my body so that no one place took too much abuse. I can't believe I took that much last night and I barely feel it today. I assumed I would wake up with multiple parts of my body hurting, but I didn't."

He'd been feeding the two of them as they talked and now he smiled and said, "Here, take one more bite and I believe we are through eating. You seem to be slowing down and I assume you are ready to stop eating?"

He placed a slice of honeydew melon in her mouth. She chewed it slowly and swallowed before saying, "Yes, Sir. Thank you. Dinner was wonderful."

"I'll release you so you can make your phone call while I clear the table. I'm going to do some shibari on you while our food digests."

"Thank you, Sir."

Once she was released she walked to the sofa against the wall and sat down beside the table with the phone. She picked it up and dialed Ron's cell phone since it was easier to get him that way than by calling security and asking for him.

"Hey Ron, it's Katrina"

"Hey Viv, everything okay?"

"Yes, everything is fine. I'm in the dining room with Master James, and I've agreed to let him mark me. I just wanted to let you know that we've negotiated a more intense scene than I usually consent to. My safeword will still be honored – I haven't relinquished my ability to stop the scene, but I've agreed to some things I wouldn't normally consent to."

"Are you sure about this? You haven't known him very long and I don't know him at all."

"Yes, I'm sure. Very sure. I've still got my safeword Ron, and I trust him to honor it. I'll be okay."

"And you trust me to make sure he honors it, right?"

"Yes."

"And if I think you are too far gone into subspace to say your safeword?"

"Use your best judgment, Ron. I've agreed that he can mark me and he says the marks will be gone within eighteen days."

"Is he starting now?"

"No, I believe he's going to do some stuff with rope first while our food digests and then the more intense stuff will happen later."

"Okay, I'm going to make a note on your monitor that your safeword is rainbow and that a rough scene is expected and when it starts if I'm not in there for someone to call me in. Okay?"

"Thank you, Ron. You're the best."

"Don't mention it. And don't hold out on your safeword if you need to say it, either. I don't want to see you get damaged or injured, okay? Pain without damage is fine, but if you let yourself get injured then I just might spank you myself once you heal. Got it?"

She laughed, "Aye-aye Sir."

"Smart ass. Take care, okay?"

"Will do."

She hung up and looked at Master James and he said, "Sounds like more than friends?"

"No Sir, just friends. He's got his own lovely submissive, but he's kind of protective of me. It's a long story."

"Okay Kitten, I'm just glad you've got someone looking out for you. Do you have a preference over silk rope or hemp rope?"

"My preference is silk Sir, but if you prefer hemp then please use it instead."

"Sometimes I do prefer hemp, but tonight I'm happy to go with your preference. Please come here, Kitten."

* * * *

An hour or two later Viv was completely in sub-space, in that zone where the ropes supported her body and the pain and discomfort of the ropes had her right on the edge of... something. Or maybe on the edge of nothing. He'd started with a rope corset and then brought two ropes between her legs, spreading her lips. As he worked the rope around her body he'd made her breasts feel like they were in a vice, and now she was suspended in mid-air horizontally with her legs positioned as if she were running, but spread out a bit so she was wide open and vulnerable. The upper leg attached to the winch above her and another rope running from the lower leg to the floor, anchoring her. Her arms were behind her back, hands to elbows. He had multiple points on the rope harness he’d made for her attached to the winch and she was well supported. She was quite literally floating, and when he stepped between her legs and very gently began making love to her, she melted.

"Come whenever you feel like it Kitten, you don't have to ask permission."

And she did, many times. Every time she orgasmed he would change his rhythm, or his angle, or something, and her arousal level immediately jumped right back up to 'full blast'.

It felt like they did this forever, several times she thought she couldn’t take anymore, but he showed her that she could. And when she finally felt his thrusting become erratic and then felt him go in and stay as he let out a primal yell, another orgasm ripped through her body, spasming so much she almost wondered if the ropes would hold. She knew on a logical level that they would, of course, but it felt like the spasms should have had an effect on the ropes. She felt some pain as she twisted and turned as the orgasm rocked and twisted her, but it registered more as sensation than pain. When it was over she felt like a puddle of goo held by ropes.

Master James stepped away and disposed of the condom and then released her lower leg from the floor before he maneuvered the winch so she was moved back over the dining/bondage table and then gently lowered onto it. The candelabra had been replaced by the cushion, thank goodness, and once the cushion was holding her weight instead of the winch he immediately went to work loosening and removing the rope.

Well done shibari takes a while to undo, so she just rested and floated as she felt the security of the ropes slowly leaving her body. She knew he was working fast, but it was still a slow process. When the ropes were at last gone he crawled up on the table with her and held her for a while, massaging and rubbing all over her body where the ropes had been. She felt herself drifting off to sleep and moved around, trying to wake up, but he told her it was okay, that she should take a small nap and he would wake her up when it was time to continue.