Inheritance Ch. 04

"Trust me my subs submit, but they aren't owned." Behind her head I smiled at the thought of my mum or my gran being someone's slave. Yeah, like that was going to happen – ever!

"But what do they get out of it?" and it was a good question, but a bitch to answer.

"Well – one of my subs is a pain slut, she gets that from it but she knows that the person who is inflicting the pain does it with complete respect for her and a lot of love. I am never going to cause her pain just because I want to, only ever because she wants it."

"What about the other one?"

Go on explain your mum without giving the game away! "The other submitted at a vulnerable time in her life, her master took her on as a sub to protect her, and I am carrying that on." Yep! That works, I'll stick with that. Now distract her.

I started playing with Eva's nipples, rolling them between my fingers and teasing them till they stuck out firm and full.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Eva moaned, laying her head back and kissing my cheek. We made waves.

"But what is it you do with them?" She asked struggling out of her pleasure.

Sighing at her persistence, I kept fondling her boobies but explained, about giving instructions, and about them having to follow certain practices and routines.

"Like what?"

"Always being naked, in the house." She turned to look at me, to see whether I was being serious.

"Yes," I told her, "Apart from their collars."

"Collars?"

"And butt plugs occasionally." I smiled again, I had made both women wear butt plugs all day at a 'works' function a week ago, one Eva had been at.

"Do you fuck them?"

Again I had to think about this – about what is fucking and what is making love, did I just fuck Jane and Elizabeth or was what I did more loving than that? I liked to think it was – more loving, but I also had to admit that sometimes it was just too urgent to be tender. "Yes, sometimes."

Eva rolled onto her front, trapping my erect cock between her thighs, and reaching her arms up around my neck. "Do you make love to them?" she asked.

That was easy, "Yes."

Eva let her weight press the hard nubs of her nipples into my chest before moving herself slowly up and down – still with my hard cock trapped between her legs. "Will you make love to me again?"

All the easy ones together, eh? I kissed her slowly, "Yes." I said quietly.

We moved to the bed and made languorous slippery love, our bodies still damp from the bath, we rolled and twisted and touched and tasted. No tussling as we undressed - this was an au naturel start and an ecstatic finish. Snapshots of the action flash through my mind – me plunging my cock in and out of her hips held up off the bed. Her up on top, ride me cowgirl! Throwing her arms about as my bucking hips tossed her around. Her below me, me below her. Side by side, tangled legs, gasping mouths and once again shuddering release.

I stood up off the bed, to go and drain the now cold bath, get my beer and get the robes.

"How do you do that?" Eva asked plaintively.

"Do what?" I smiled back.

"Leave me limp and fucked and useless, like that?" She struggled up from the bed, and took her robe off me. "It's not like I'm complaining, but_"

I looked at her, querying the 'but'.

"Well, if I'd known you could fuck like that, I'd have probably shagged you months ago." She turned and kissed me.

If only she knew how long I had been having THOSE fantasies about HER. "Are you ready to order dinner now?"

We sat and looked at the menu together, and ordered. Then we scampered off and got dressed.

Soon a pair of porters came and set up a table, with another chair, a wine waiter brought our wine selection, proffered it to me – you know the routine. The wine was very nice Chablis – crisp and fruity but not over-poweringly so. And then the waiters brought the serving trolley.

The waiter lingered to make sure everything was served as it should be, and the dishes for the starters cleared and reset for the main course. Then once we had been served the main, and suggested we would not be having a dessert they cleared off. Eva selected an Ardennes pate with wild fruits, and I went with breast of partridge with a salad.

For the main course Eva went with a grilled plaice and rice, while I went with my usual steak.

The conversation during the early part of the meal was restrained and sensible, the waiter was there but he was doing a very good impression of a statue, but I wasn't comfortable talking about some things in front of him. However once he had gone Eva took the chance to get back to quizzing me.

"Your subs?"

"Yes?"

"The blonde and the one with the long dark hair_"

"Hmmmn?" I asked non-committally.

"You're not going to tell me are you?"

"Don't take this the wrong way but no, I'm not."

"But it is them isn't it."

"I'm not going to confirm it or deny so don't ask me again."

And so it went all through the meal. To be honest it was fun. I kept answering her questions – as much as I would – and the look on her face at some of the answers made it worth it.

"Why butt plugs?"

"To stretch them so I can fuck their sweet little arses?" Big wide eyes! Eva loved screwing but she was fairly straight – listen to me sounding like I really know what I'm talking about – and was obviously still an anal virgin.

"And you give them commands?"

"Yes, but the most common one is to tell them whether they can cum or not." Eva's mouth dropped open momentarily at that.

"You punish them?"

"Of course, after all that is what it's about." I told her. "It's a game. They misbehave to get the reward they want. They enjoy the discipline, that regulates their world, tells them what they can and can't do. And the punishment is their reward."

Eva placed her knife and fork together. "I'm kind of intrigued by all of this," she said. She stood and moved to feet, and then knelt down in from of me.

"Master?"

Oh Fuck! This was too tempting, too easy.

I reached down and took her shoulders, drawing her upwards we made our way to the bed where I sat her down and looked into her eyes.

"You would not believe how much I would love to make you my sub. But I don't think we should do it now. I am enjoying this weekend so much – I'm enjoying being with you so much. Of being a man and with a woman, and not having to be arsed about 'rules'. There is so much to being a master and a sub." I kissed her – her lips melted against mine.

Eva was about to say something and I stopped her, "Two weeks ago in the office you told me you didn't mind giving up control sometimes." Eva nodded.

"With my subs, it has to be total, complete submission. You have to be prepared to give me control completely, can you do that?" (Yes, I know it's not like that with Jane and Elizabeth – I'm not totally stupid!)

I had Eva folded in my arms, as she looked at me, "I don't know. I'm not certain."

I started gently unbuttoning the front of her blouse, "I really like being with you Eva, I think we're good together. What we're doing now is fantastic, it's between a man and a woman," I lowered my face and kissed the upper swell of her breasts.

"Not a master and a sub?" Eva arched her back upwards, pushing her breasts up into my face.

"No."

The kissing got hotter and more intense. "Oh yeah, Mike kiss my nipples, suck them baby. Bite, oh please bite. Yes!" This last word was a sensual hiss of pleasure,

This was the best way to end the questions, by taking Eva's mind off the Dom/sub thing and putting it elsewhere.

I took my time stripping Eva, carefully peeling her clothes from her, kissing her flesh as it was revealed. Her hands were twined in the bed clothes, grasping hands full and twisting them. She flexed her body and writhed under my tongue and my kisses. Every so often I would leave off my kissing progress around her body and return to Eva's full lips and her hungry mouth.

"I'm yours Mike, take me, fuck me now – fuck me hard baby."

So, I did. Pinning Eva to the bed and stroking my cock in and out of her lovely pussy. Several times I felt her shudder and twitch below me, her nails scratching at my skin. I felt myself coming and paused – as I had the night before. I told Eva to turn over and she lifted her hips up presenting her arse to me, as I slipped back into her pussy.

More leisurely fucking but now Eva's passion was outlet into the quilt and the sheets, clawing them like a cat and mewling in pleasure before cumming heavily.

The third pause – I decided to stay with doggy style, pulling Eva's hips into mine – each thrust making her rounded boobs jiggle under her, time and again Eva would reach forwards to bury her face in the quilt, time and again I would pull her hips up and dictate her pose.

Fuck it I was dominating Eva! I realised I'd been dominant all weekend, but also I realised that she was going along with it. I decided to try something – a test.

The fourth pause came up but this time I decided a change was in order and drawing my slick, greasy cock from Eva's cunt and pressing it to the delightful little pucker of her arse.

"OH GOD MIKE!" Eva squealed as it penetrated her. "Oh no! It won't fit!"

As my cock, slick with the juices from her own pussy, slid in deeper, the faint sound of protest became passion again. This time though I let Eva claw the quilt and stretch cat like in front of me, soon she ground her hips back onto my dick where it impaled her. Soon "Oh no" had become "Oh yes".

She was tight, oh yeah, she was tight and it wasn't long before I was ready to cum.

I wrapped my arms around her and drew her up, her back pressed against my chest. Even as I was shooting ropes of gooey cum up inside her arse, we were kissing fiercely, her head twisted towards me and my hands cupped her breasts, while hers reached back and pressed my hips forwards.

I was done. I held her as we fell to the bed together, and we looked at each other. Her hand went to my cock and she felt the stickiness on it. Without a word she got up and went to get a cloth. Pressing me backwards she cleaned my cock, wiping it with the cool dampness. Finishing she leaned down and planted a kiss on it before scampering back to the bathroom.

She climbed back into an embrace and we snuggled down. Soon I could hear Eva's breathing – and I wasn't even drowsy. But it gave me time to think.

I could see that Eva trusted me to lead – although she had initiated several acts, each time she had assumed the under role.

I liked Eva, I felt comfortable with her, physically we're quite compatible. When we were out shopping it was the Eva I knew from the office, effective, controlled and quite powerful but everything I had seen so far suggested that Eva was really okay with being submissive. I thought about it for a while but still wasn't sure how I was going to proceed. And at that point – comfortably entwined I fell asleep.