She nodded once more.
Xiomara walked to the bed where she lay down, watching me expectantly. Grabbing the feathers she’d chosen, I climbed onto the bed with her and sat on top of her, first cuffing her wrists to the bedpost and then taking my time running the feathers along her sides.
“How does that feel, Z?”
“It tickles,” she giggled.
I continued trailing them across her body, dipping them between her legs and crossing them over her thong.
“When was the last time that you were this happy?”
Biting her bottom lip, she appeared to be thinking when she finally said, “The night when we made love out back.”
The laborious way that I moved the plumes over her increased while I watched her smiles turn into a frown as she twisted and turned at the tickling sensation. I could tell it was getting to her, so I stopped.
Reaching to my side, I grabbed the violet wand and waved it at her.
“Are you sure that you want me to use this?”
“Yes, I’ve seen how it works.”
“Have you ever felt it?” I asked, jealousy rising inside of me.
“No, but I’m sure that I can handle it,” she challenged.
“This is a low-current, high voltage electrical stimulation. The electrical charge that’s created will ignite the gas inside of the ball.”
I placed the ball against her skin, showing her how the electricity goes inside of her as the prongs lit up with a lavender light when I touched her dark skin.
Xiomara flinched; although I knew that it didn’t hurt her, she reacted to her expectations. After a few more moments of that, she relaxed, falling into a false sense of calm.
I continued to run it over her body. When a smile eased itself onto her face, I pulled the wand back slightly from her breast, shocking her as the electricity searched for a ground to go to.
Xiomara jumped at the sensation, her eyes widening.
“How do you feel?” I asked, lowering my face to hers and brushing my lips over hers.
“Excited. Nervous. Scared.”
I pressed a kiss to her breastbone before climbing off the bed and grabbing the mask and pulling it into place over her eyes. Then I grabbed the whip.
Cracking it, a small smile of pleasure came over my lips as I watched her flinch and every muscle in her body tighten. This was the one piece of equipment she hadn’t selected.
“Z, did you kiss him?”
“No.”
“Don’t lie.”
“I’d never lie to you.”
I cracked the whip against the bed close to her body.
“Did he touch your body?”
“Absolutely not.”
I cracked the whip again and drew nearer to her. Sliding it across her legs, I slid a finger inside of her thong, rubbing it across her slit.
Xiomara arched her back as though she yearned for my touch.
“Please,” she moaned.
“Tonight, it’s all about discipline. You abandoned me, Z, and I don’t take to that easily. You’re going to get punished because you’ve been a bad girl.”
Xiomara jumped as the air cracked with the sound of the whip popping.
“Lake, please don’t deny me what I need.”
“You need to have your ass whipped like the bad girl that you are.”
I cracked the whip again.
“I didn’t choose the whip, though, Lake.”
“And I didn’t choose your disrespect, Z.”
I smacked the whip against the bed, causing her to draw her legs up. Climbing onto the bed with her, I licked the inside of her thighs.
Tugging at her thong again, I pulled it over her ass and down her legs, dropping it over the side of the bed.
“Look at you. You want me so bad your pussy’s dripping wet.”
Xiomara released a loud moan.
“Does Darden know where you are tonight?”
Shaking her head, she muttered, “No.”
“Does he make you wet the way that I do?” I asked, stroking her clitoris and then smearing my tongue with her juices.
“He’s never made me wet.”
“Are you lying to me, Z?” I asked, cracking the whip again before getting off the bed.
“Nobody’s made me as wet as you, Lake.”
“Then why don’t you belong to me, Z?”
“I do.”
“Good,” I said, exchanging the paddle for the whip. “I’m about to let you go, but you promise you’ll be a good girl?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t make me hurt you,” I warned.
“I’ll be good.”
I released the handcuffs and flipped her over onto her stomach, cuffing her again.
Grabbing the paddle, I smoothed the black leather across her ass.
“Z, I think you’re playing with me,” I said as I issued a hard swat across her ass.
“I’m not playing,” she moaned with her face in the pillow as she arched her back.
I issued two more swats to her ass, causing her to wiggle and moan before I dropped the paddle.
Drawing my hand down her back, I cupped both of her ass cheeks before spreading them apart and slipping a finger into her hole. Xiomara moaned and wiggled around my finger.
Using my other hand, I unzipped the black leather pants that I wore and pulled my dick out, rubbing my hand up and down it while I fucked her ass with my finger.
“Are you fucking anyone else besides me?”
Jerking her head off the pillow, she cried out, “No!”
“Good. I think you have every intention of marrying that man, and I think you plan to keep me on the side because I fuck you so good,” I said, resting my dick on her ass cheeks.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
Leaning over her, I whispered in her ear. “I will be no one’s bitch, Z, especially not a side bitch. With me, it’s all or nothing. The only way that I engage in threesomes is when there are two women. I canceled an ongoing arrangement that I had with two beautiful women for you. I’d been fucking them for several months until you returned. Then, for some damned reason, I didn’t want them anymore. All I wanted was you, but you can’t decide. I’m tired of playing these damned games, Z. Tonight, you choose Darden or me.”
I pulled back, my dick hard as a rock, as I grabbed the paddle again and applied another
