His To Control
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to lubricate this cock, and then I’m going to do the same to your anus. You said it was a limit, and you were willing to test it.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to fill your ass with this, and then I’m going to f**k you with my c**k inside your pu**y.”
“Please, Sir,” she said.
“From the look of your cum, you’re desperate to feel a c**k inside you.”
“Yes,” she said.
William squeezed the lubrication out of the tube and using his fingers, pressed them against her tight little hole. He applied enough lubrication so it would not hurt her.
“Right, I need you to breathe in, Daisy.” William pressed the tip of the c**k to the puckered hole of her ass. She took a breath. “Now I want you to push out.” Daisy pushed then cried out as the tip eased past her tight muscles. He waited for several seconds to see if she would ask him to stop. She did not say a word to him.
Inch by inch, he eased the small device inside her ass until she’d got enough. William laid a kiss to her clit. “Good girl.” He licked small circles around her bud.
When she was close to cl**axing he eased back, taking his c**k in his hand and running his length through her creamy slit.
“Daisy, do you want me to wear a condom?” he asked.
“No, I want to feel you inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m not going anywhere, Sir.”
God help him, he wanted inside her more than anything. He eased the head of his c**k into her tight cunt, feeling her muscles contract around his shaft as he pushed inside her. Their moans echoed off the walls as he slid up to the hilt inside her.
She moaned, and he growled. The c**k in her ass had tightened her pu**y a little more. Once she had a full c**k in her ass she’d be tighter than anything.
“I’m going to f**k you now. You’re not allowed to come until I say so.”
“Yes, Master.”
William pulled out of her, watching his cock, slick with her juice, pull out of her pu**y. With one smooth thrust, he rammed inside her. She cried out in pleasure.
He repeated the thrusts watching as his c**k glisten each time with more of her cream. William watched the heat rise up inside her. The paleness of her flesh was covered in a heated blush. Her pu**y grew wetter with each thrust inside her. William rubbed her cl*t feeling her cunt tighten around his cock. He growled as he brought her to the edge. Daisy didn’t cl**ax.
Her training was taking hold.
“Good girl,” he said. He stroked her cl*t in a loving caress watching her eyes water as she held off her orgasm.
When he could no longer stand it he ordered her to come. She did with an almighty scream that made him f**k her harder, his own release seconds away. William pounded inside her until with one final shove, his seed exploded inside her waiting cunt.
Without waiting, he opened her restraints, removed the c**k from her ass and gathered her in his arms. William walked over to the couch in the corner near the window. The view was worth everything he’d spent on the property. It overlooked the trees and the beauty of Cape Falls.
Daisy did not speak a word. She held him as they sat together on the couch. William stroked her body relishing the feel of her so close to him.
“This is beautiful,” she said.
“You’re beautiful, Daisy. I’m pleased to share this with you.” She looked up and smiled at him.
“What is going on inside that head of yours?” he asked.
“You always want control. You’re hard-headed, and yet, you’re comforting to me.” She snuggled in close. “I’d do anything for you, William. My Master.”
“Even submit to me in everything?”
“Yes.”
Chapter Twelve
Edward was able to deal with the delivery problem and to bring in a few Doms of his own. Daisy refused to go back to work. The less she had to do with Cape Falls the better. Peter had taken back his old apartment. He began staying in town more while Daisy moved in with William. Her Master, the man who owned her heart, hadn’t given her a choice. All of her possessions had been waiting for her to unpack when she woke up one morning. William was always up before her. Now her treasures were mixed in with William’s stuff. It felt right to her. After spending most of her life feeling alone, she suddenly felt part of something. Like she had a place in the world no matter how minor it actually was.
David and Paul refused to let her disappear, and little by little she was developing a friendship with them. They had also agreed to find out who her father was. Paul and David Steer were starting the process to exhume all three of their fathers. They all wanted to know who her father was. Her brothers didn’t like her working at a BDSM club even though they knew she was dating a Dom. She loved working behind the bar. What she loved even more was the way William reacted if one of the customers began flirting with her.
She knew it was only a matter of time before the club was up and running properly with scenes and couples visiting. Cape Falls had taken a bit of a back seat in trying to shut them down. Daisy believed the Steer brothers had something to do with that. There was a threat on several of the buildings where people worked. The fear of closing down had made people back off.
The time she loved the most was when William took her to their attic. William was a caring Master. She knew it in the way he held her. They’d spent many hours watching erotic p**n together. William enjoyed stroking her body as she watched couples f**k on screen. The more time she spent with him, the harder it was for her to let him go. She loved him with her whole heart. There was nothing she wanted in the world other than to see him smile. William had fitted in a hook where he could tie a length of rope around her hands and place it inside the hook, lifting her hands above her head with no way to touch herself. William would take her hard, wrapping her legs around him. She loved that the most. When he took control and she became part of him. The trust she felt at those times gave her a sense of peace that she’d never had in her whole life.
He was awakening her, and she loved every second of it.
On the third week William closed the club. Edward had gone away for a few weeks, and there were no customers. William cooked her a small dinner of steak and potatoes. It was nice but not filling. The candles were alight at the table. She felt he was preparing for something. Daisy didn’t know what it was. He’d never spoken the three words she’d hoped to hear. He always kissed her after she said them, with a simple whisper of, ‘I know’. She wore a small white dress that he’d picked out, and her red hair was loose behind her back.