The Boss's Pet: Their Submissive Switch (8 page)

He stepped away and picked up the paddle, slapping it against his hand as he made her wait for her punishment. Sondra wondered if he’d hit as hard as he could or go easy on her because she was a new student to him. How many times would this happen this week?

The first swat hit, shocking her more than delivering pain.

Sondra took a quick breath in preparation for the rest.

The second and third weren’t bad so she relaxed a bit, hoping the rest would go just as easy.

The next three landed a bit harder and in quick succession.

“You’re a strong submissive which makes me think you enjoy this but let me check.” The next thing she knew, his fingers were inside her panties caressing her pussy, spreading her juices over her clit and between her lips, fingers slipping just inside momentarily and then running the honey up between her cheeks when he finished.

“The Doms are going to enjoy taunting you. A submissive who misbehaves on purpose in order to be punished is a challenge in itself.”

Sondra panted as he made her wait for the final swats.

Two hard swats made her squeeze her eyes shut.

One harder yet but the final went easy although she already hurt.

She’d received her ten...now what?

She listened.

Omar walked around the room. She couldn’t imagine what he planned now but she was helpless to stop anything. Then he stood before her and she gasped, realizing what would be next. With her head this far down, all she saw was his boots.

She heard the zipper of his pants.

“Raise your head, slut. You’ve got me a bit more excited than I realized you would and I can’t leave here with my cock this hard. Since you caused this, you will take care of it.”

When Sondra raised her head, Omar stroked his hard shaft and rubbed the head against her cheek.

“Stick out your tongue. I want you to feel how hot this is.”

She did as he ordered, not wanting more of his paddle on her ass. Her hands were still restrained so she couldn’t push him away and tried to stay calm.

Pretend it’s Nick’s cock.

When her tongue went out, the head of his hot cock slid over, back and forth, then over it again but this time into her mouth and deeper. His fingers grabbed a handful of hair...tight. She gagged when he hit the back of her throat and he groaned. He withdrew only part way to give her a break but kept the head of his cock on her tongue, sliding it back and forth, keeping his fingers in her hair.

“Close your lips around my cock.”

She closed her lips around it and sucked it in, running her tongue along the back side then swirling it over the head as he pumped, hitting the back of her throat on purpose. Omar groaned as she sucked harder, making him pump her mouth faster and she gently bit with her teeth. A louder groan of pleasure came from him when suddenly he withdrew and hot fluid flowed over her cheek and she closed her eyes while he finished.

Sondra hoped she’d done well and he’d let her up. She waited, feeling the cum on her face drip as Omar held her head up.

Then tissues gently cleaned her face off.

Again she waited.

He released his grip on her hair.

Her ankles were freed but not her hands; he left her stretched over the bench, cool air again hitting her ass. She waited and listened.

Warm hands caressed the backs of her thighs, moving up and over the mounds of her ass as she heard Omar groan when he squeezed her cheeks, opening them so he could look at her pussy one more time. His fingers slipped inside the waistband and tugged until his thong moved down her thighs and off her feet.

Shoes stood in front of her again and suddenly the thong was in front of her nose but she didn’t back away.

“Is there anything else that smells as good as an excited woman? Take a deep whiff of yourself, slut.”

She sniffed her own panties he held so close to her.

“That is what being a submissive does to you...you love it.”

The panties disappeared; footsteps led toward the door.

“There will be a knock on the door shortly to take you back to your room.”

The door closed behind him yet her hands were still restrained! She tugged on them, trying to get loose before her escort returned but they were tight. Sondra wasn’t sure she could take anymore humiliation until she heard the knock on the door. It opened and footsteps stopped behind her and a man sniffed the air, not once but twice.

Chapter Five

Another lamp behind her came on.

Suddenly warm hands caressed her naked ass, kneading her mounds, opening her cheeks and keeping them open wide enough that her lips also spread open as she lay there helpless.

She didn’t move even to breathe.

“Gawd you’re wet, slut.”

Nick!

He was actually here!

Sondra’s heart jumped into action as she realized how she must look to him like this.

“I take it you didn’t behave since your cheeks are beet red, but you’re dripping wet...suggesting you were actually turned on by Master Omar.” Nick’s fingers slid lower, three slipping inside her and she couldn’t take it when they swirled over her g-spot. He pumped her deeper until she moved with his hand, grinding herself against the padding as her muscles clenched his fingers.

Nick reached over her to cup a breast with his other hand, finding her rock hard nipple right away. He pinched as he pumped hard and deeper, giving her pleasure she’d not had with Omar because now she could truly enjoy it.

“Cum for me, pet, you have permission to cum as many times as you need to.”

With a deep breath, Sondra let out moans of pleasure this time as her own Master aimed to please her. She rode his hand as her honey flowed freely with several orgasms when Nick pressed against her sweet spot. Her muscles spasmed around his fingers, begging for more. Tugging to free her wrists, yet knowing she couldn’t, Sondra wanted free and wished she could be riding Nick and not his hand.

“You pleased Master Omar, pet.” Nick continued to stroke her as she slowed her breathing. “You cum so hard...feel better?”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Nick caressed her ass, soothing each cheek. Then he came around front to free her wrists and helped her stand.

Her knees wobbled as she stood and she reached out for support.

Nick handed her tissues to dry her thighs and then she tugged her skirt back down. When she looked up at Nick, the huge smile on his face was all she needed to see.

“Slip your shoes on and we’ll head back to our room. We have a gathering in one hour with the other guests who’ve arrived.”

“How long have I been down here?”

“Two hours, you little slut. Let’s get going.”

* * * * *

Nick handed Sondra a White Russian as she talked with Katherine and Rico who’d shown up to spend a few days at Omar’s with them. Glad that Sondra appeared more relaxed now that she knew a few others, Nick hoped she’d enjoy herself. With her hair swept up in back, she looked stunning in the burgundy oriental-flowered dress with leather trim at the hem; small leather ornamental straps hooked at the shoulders and crisscrossed her body to connect at the hip. He’d seen it online and couldn’t resist buying it for her.

He looked around and nearly every woman there wore a collar as well as a few men. Jake and Karen from their last visit stood talking near the bar. Beyond them, Krystal and Omar talked with two couples but he noticed Omar watched Sondra closely while he spoke to his other guests.

Sondra leaned close to Nick, the scent of her perfume making him hard where he stood. “I take it the man with Krystal is Master Omar?”

“Yes, it is. He can’t seem to stop watching you tonight. I’m guessing you impressed him this afternoon with the introduction he put you through.”

“I assumed he’d be a huge presence but wasn’t expecting him to look so scary. I’m not into bald men with massive muscles and such broad shoulders. Shit, he would be a threat to Attila the Hun! It’s a good thing he didn’t let me see him earlier today. I may have passed out right there in his dungeon!”

Then Nick saw Krystal tug on Omar’s arm and pull him toward Rico and Katherine. Next to Omar, Krystal appeared to be a petite woman even at 5’6” yet one could tell she held her own with him. She hugged Rico and kissed his cheek. “I’m so glad you decided to visit with us. I know you’re going to love what we have planned.”

Katherine reached up to hug Omar. “Are we going to experience your outdoor theatre this time?”

Omar gazed at her with a glint in his eye and stayed silent for a moment. “I can’t wait to come across you out there in the dark, tied for my pleasure.”

“You think that is going to happen, Sir?”

“Don’t challenge me, pet. You know I have ways to make that happen. I so love your fight. It gives me reason to use my flogger and other toys. Or does your memory fail you so quickly?”

“My memory is fine. Does this outdoor theatre have stations or an amphitheater?”

Krystal laughed. “He’s built both out there. It’s hidden beyond the hills. You’ll have to wait and see what happens.”

Nick placed his arm around Sondra and pulled her close when he saw her reaction to Krystal’s comments.

“Sondra, your dress is gorgeous. I love it!” Krystal admired the leather straps and hooks. “I don’t think you’ve met my husband, Master Omar.”

Sondra continued to look at Krystal while Omar gave her the once over, making Sondra wait a few moments before he said a word to her. Omar then reached out to place a knuckle under her chin to raise her face. “Look at me Sondra.”

Nick noticed the exchange between the Master and his submissive as Omar gave a slight nod of his head. “Your eyes tell me things your body doesn’t. I can’t wait for class.”

Nick watched the exchange carefully. Although he didn’t know all the details of their meeting, Sondra had told him she’d never gotten the chance to see Omar’s face during and now she held her head high, despite what Omar had put her through.

Sondra shook the hand Omar offered and met his gaze but Nick could feel her shake as he held her. “It’s my pleasure, Master Omar.”

“On the contrary, the pleasure was all mine.” Omar glanced at Nick with a nod then looked back to Sondra. “You’re a strong submissive and a beautiful woman. Nick’s a lucky Master.”

Krystal touched Katherine’s arm. “I hope you enjoy all the sessions we have planned and attend as many as you like. We’ll chat more later.”

Their hosts excused themselves to visit with their other guests and Nick led his small group toward a table on the edge of the patio. The outdoor lights had come on around the backyard; music played from speakers in the corners and drinks flowed like water. The amount of food impressed Nick as they stopped to taste a few things.

An hour later, dressed in his leathers, Master Omar announced a tour of their dungeon and cheers filled the patio area. “We have four guides, each prepared to take a group, so refresh your drinks, gather ‘round and let’s get started.”

Krystal appeared dressed in her full leather bondage gear with her flogger in hand and joined Nick and Sondra. “Rico, I think I’d like to see you on the cross, stripped and ready for a flogging!”

“I’d love to be your toy, Mistress.”

Nick laughed, knowing full well Rico would take whatever Krystal had in store for him and harden on demand.

“If Mistress Krystal gets Rico, it looks like I get Nick and since Sondra is new, she gets to watch.”

Nick glanced at Katherine. She knew her way around the Domme role without a doubt.  “Be sure you don’t get close once I’m free of your restraints. You may get more than you bargained for.”

With fresh drinks, Nick took Sondra’s hand and his group followed Krystal inside. Everyone had at least two or three drinks so they wouldn’t hold back if they wanted to try something or remove any clothing.

The elevator held six people at a time and eventually Nick walked into the dungeon with Sondra, her eyes widened with interest as she looked into each room. One in particular had steps leading down into a stone dungeon and listened to Krystal explain what some of the equipment was used for and why. “We’ll meet back in here once we finish in the next room. Remember that...we’re coming back here but I’ll remind you.”

As they stepped into the next room dimly lit and with chains hanging from the ceiling and rings on the walls, Sondra noticed a huge wooden St. Andrews Cross standing in the corner.

Krystal stuck her flogger into a D-ring on her belt and stepped up onto the pedestal. When she turned around, Sondra stood closest to her. “Have you been on one of these yet, Sondra? It’s not as scary as it looks. Come up here and just lay back against it. Somehow it plays games with your mind that you have to experience firsthand.”

Sondra glanced at Nick and then took the hand Krystal extended to help her up onto the pedestal and moved aside so Sondra could stand in the center of the cross. “I’ve never had an opportunity to try one yet.”

“Then let’s start by just having you place your arms up against the wood. Nick, would you take her drink?”