“Oh, uh…” Cassie was surprised at her stoic partner adding such a naughty twist to their little scenario. “Okay, that is sexier,” she admitted.
“Especially given that once I break free, I will have a chance to ‘prove’ my sexual prowess by pleasuring you with my tongue until you come all over my face,” her partner growled softly, giving her a distinctly hungry look.
“Stone…” Cassie could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks. There he went again, talking dirty! Before this mission, she never would have believed Stone had it in him. But he always seemed to know exactly what to say to turn her on…and make her uncomfortable at exactly how turned on she was!
Just then, the camera drone beeped impatiently and the voice of their elf-man director came from it.
“Are the two of you ever going to get started? I have eleven more scenes to direct before Mid Meal—hurry up!”
“All right, all right—we’re going,” Cassie called back. She looked at Stone. “Are you ready?”
Her partner’s pale eyes were half-lidded and burning with desire.
“Cassandra, I have been ready to taste you from the first moment I saw you,” he rumbled.
“Stone!” she exclaimed again. Then she took a deep breath. There was no point in berating him now—they had to do their scene. Besides, maybe he was just getting into character.
“Are you ready, Mistress?” Stone asked her, raising an eyebrow.
Cassie nodded. “As I’ll ever be.”
“Good. Then let’s go.”
“All right.” Cassie grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into the room.
Forty
“Get in there!” she hissed, trying to sound like an angry Mistress. “Go to the flogging frame and hold up your arms!”
“Why, Mistress? What have I done to displease you?” Stone rumbled, frowning in a confused way.
“You know perfectly well what you’ve done,” Cassie exclaimed. “The pleasure massage you gave me today was completely inadequate—I didn’t have a single orgasm!”
“Then give me a second chance to pleasure you.” Stone looked at her, his eyes half-lidded with lust. “I promise I can do better, Mistress. I’ll make you come again and again if you’ll only let me.”
“No!” Cassie insisted. “Get to the flogging frame—I’m going to punish you for your poor performance!”
She gave her partner a shove in the small of his back and Stone made a show of staggering forward, though she knew very well that if he hadn’t wanted to move, she couldn’t have moved him. She gave him another push to get him inside the flogging frame and then commanded,
“Put up your arms so I can strap you in!”
“Mistress, please!” Stone pleaded, but he did as she said while Cassie rolled the little staircase over so that she could climb up it and reach his arms.
This position put her bare breasts right in her partner’s face—a fact she tried to ignore while she buckled his wrists into the heavy leather manacles.
Stone, however, didn’t seem inclined to ignore their current positions.
“Please, Mistress,” he begged, his voice a soft growl. “Give me another chance—let me show you how much pleasure I can give you.”
And then he sucked her right nipple into his hot mouth.
Cassie gave a little gasp and looked down to see her partner sucking her nipple, his eyes turned up to hers, as though daring her to stop him. His teasing tongue, circling her tender bud, was sending sparks of pleasure right through her, making her pussy ache with need.
“St-Stone?” she stuttered at last, still looking down at him. Her own arms were still stretched over her head as she fastened his wrists into the manacles, leaving her bare breasts vulnerable.
Slowly, he allowed her right nipple to slip from between his lips.
“Forgive me, Mistress,” he growled. “I just wanted to show you that I can bring you pleasure if you’ll only give me a chance.”
And then he sucked her left nipple into his mouth and nipped her gently, making Cassie gasp and moan. This definitely wasn’t in the script, but apparently her partner was into improv.
“Shame on you, Stone,” she scolded breathlessly, though she made no move to make him stop sucking her nipples. “You’ve been bad and now you must be punished!”
“But Mistress,” he growled, releasing her nipple. “All I want to do is pleasure you with my mouth and tongue.”
“Forget it!” Cassie snapped, frowning sternly at him. “I say you must be punished and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. In fact, you won’t be allowed to, uh, taste me for a whole week as part of your punishment.”
She had finished strapping Stone in place now but she was still facing him, frowning down at him for once instead of looking up because she was standing on the little staircase.
“Mistress,” Stone growled, looking into her eyes. “Flog me if you must, but don’t withhold your favors. You know how I long to taste you—how thirsty I get for your juices. Please don’t deny me the pleasure of licking and tasting your soft, sweet little pussy.”
Cassie’s breath caught in her throat and a shiver of pure lust went through her at his hot, dirty words and the way he was looking her in the eyes as he spoke them. God, before this mission she never would have guessed her stoic Kindred partner could be so good at being bad!
But a beep from the camera drone, which was hovering near the ceiling, recording everything, brought her back to herself.
“I have spoken and I won’t change my mind,” she told Stone sternly. “You must be punished!”
Climbing down the little staircase, she pushed it back in the corner and went to the wooden rack to select her instrument of torture. For a long moment she pretended to deliberate between the cane and the crop. Then, finally, she reached for the thick leather handle of the flogger.
Picking it up, she swished it through the air. It had many long, soft suede strips on the end which could be wielded quite effectively if one knew what one was doing. Luckily, thanks to her classes with Madam Electra, Cassie did.
Sending a silent thank-you to the dominatrix, she took a stance behind Stone and began to flog him with blows that were much softer than they looked.
The suede tassels of the flogger made a satisfying smack-smack-smack against the taut leather of Stone’s trousers. Cassie had never allowed herself to notice how tight her partner’s ass was before—now it was completely on display and she couldn’t help noticing. God, Stone was really a mouthwatering sight, spread out and tied down as he was, his broad back and muscular chest on display.
“This is for not pleasuring me correctly!” she exclaimed, flogging him again. “And this is for being a bad body-slave!”
“I have tried to serve you well!” Stone writhed in his bonds. “But how can I when you withhold yourself from me, Mistress? How can I pleasure you correctly if you won’t allow me to taste you?”
“You’ll never taste me again!” Cassie vowed recklessly. Caught up in the moment, she threw down the flogger and came to stand right behind her partner. Thrusting her bare breasts against his broad, bare back, she reached around in front of him and found the magno-tabs that held his tight leather trousers closed.