Velvet Kisses Ch. 05

With his penis in such close proximity to her butthole, Jeneda began to wonder if he wouldn't decide to take advantage of her bound form, and pierce her with his cock instead. This thought was only fleeting, however, because Dane slowly and gingerly nudged the tip of the silicon butt plug past her pursed ring of muscle.

A faint whimper escaped her lips as he slid it in inch by inch, but before he could push in even deeper, she suddenly and involuntarily clenched her sphincter muscle. This resulted in Dane halting his ministrations, and in a voice that expressed both patience and assertiveness, he spoke.

"Let yourself go, and enjoy. There's nothing wrong with receiving pleasure."

She let out a muffled noise in response, then did her best to relax her inner muscles. But instead of loosening, they only tightened even further. Noting the hesitancy of her body, Dane guided his cock between the lips of her pussy, then rubbed the swollen head back and forth a few times along the slippery, pink flesh.

Almost immediately, her sphincter muscles began to relax, and after a few moments of him vaginally stimulating her, Jeneda's puckered hole had considerable loosened. Now offered unrestricted access to her rear passageway, Dane released his cock and focused on penetrating the tight crevice between her ass cheeks.

With both her mind and body now fully ready to submit, the butt plug slid in with ease, and as it pushed deeper into the forbidden hole, Jeneda exhaled a sexually charged, husky moan.

Only once her well-lubed asshole had accepted the four inch butt plug, did Dane pull it back out. But before Jeneda could whimper at the lack of being completely filled, Dane pushed it back in, sliding it all the way into her until it bottomed out.

Instead of pulling it back out and thrusting in once more, Dane allowed the butt plug to remain fully embedded. Luckily for Jeneda, the shaft of the object was just slim enough to provide her with a pleasurable sensation while still effectively stretching her open. Not surprisingly, it did feel a bit strange having a phallic shaped object ensconced in her ass, but it was a delicious kind of discomfort.

Dane was clearly enjoying the moment as well, because his breathing had grown very heavy, and he was repeatedly tracing his finger around the end of the butt plug, which was sticking out obscenely between her ass cheeks.

Although she couldn't see herself, Jeneda could vividly imagine the sight, and her clit throbbed as she pictured Dane staring down at her now stretched ring of muscle.

"How does it feel?" He asked. "You like having your tight little hole stretched open?"

"Yes, I love it." She barely had time to utter those few words before a gasp escaped her lips, followed by a heady cry as the anal toy began to vibrate.

"By the time I'm finished with you tonight, I'll have fucked all three of your holes," he said, then maneuvered the plug so that it thrust in and out of her at a slow, but steady pace.

Her pussy didn't just clench, but actually gushed at his dirty words, and she squirmed against the mattress, moaning unintelligibly as the vibration increased from a subtle thrumming, to a strong, quivering sensation.

She could hear the sound of it buzzing, as well as the wet, sloppy noises as Dane squirted more lube around her plugged up hole. As he pushed the toy in and out, he tilted it at different angles, allowing the slightly bulbous head to massage the delicate inner flesh of her rectum.

If she'd been standing, her knees would have buckled, and her moans of pleasure increased in volume as Dane worked the plug more aggressively inside of her. Jeneda's pussy ached with desire, juices running freely from her drenched slit and down her thighs.

If the pulsing waves of pleasure weren't enough to drive her completely crazy, the feel of Dane's swollen cockhead probing her velvety entrance surely did, and she gasped in pleasure as he slid in deep with one hard thrust.

He pumped once, then twice, before settling into deep, long strokes that were laguid, but deliriously passionate. As Dane drove his cock in and out of her pussy, he continued to maneuver the butt plug as well, timing it just right so that as his shaft thrusted in, the butt plug pulled out, and vice versa.

Soon, his cock was drilling so forcibly into her, that her body jerked from the power of his thrusts, and in order to keep her bound form stable beneath him, Dane grabbed hold of her collar and pinned her against the mattress. His other hand was kept busy at manipulating the sex toy, and as it continuously impaled her stretched ass, wanton moans tore from her throat.

Between the plug in her rear end, and Dane's hard cock embedded in her pussy, Jeneda was enveloped in pure ecstasy, and panted breathlessly beneath him as he continued to penetrate her holes.

With her torso angled downward and ass poking straight up in the air, her body was perfectly positioned for G-spot stimulation. It also allowed her to take Dane's cock much deeper than usual, and to her delight, it felt even longer and thicker than it normally did.

Her ass jiggled as he pounded her heated core, and the impassioned moans that came from her mouth interspersed with Dane's heavy panting. The pace of his thrusts became rougher and faster, and as her cries climbed in pitch, every muscle in her body tightened.

Never before had she imagined that she'd allow anyone to simultaneously penetrate the holes on her body, and she certainly wouldn't have guessed that it would be enjoyable. But now that Dane had introduced her to double penetration, she found herself astonished at just how sinfully thrilling it was. It wasn't just the fact that he was completely dominating both her mind and body, but the feeling of being totally wild and unabashedly naughty.

The intense sensation of being fucked in two holes soon became too much for her to handle, and with a full-throated cry of ecstasy, she tumbled over the edge.

The orgasm that engulfed her shot through her like a rocket, rendering her completely senseless. She couldn't think or focus on anything except the blinding pleasure that possessed her body, and as overwhelming spasms rocked her restrained form, Dane succumbed to his own pleasure.

He ejaculated deep inside her, releasing a moan so deep that it vibrated through her body. His hips bucked uncontrollably as he rode out his climax, and he shuddered so intensely against Jeneda that she was nearly knocked over in the process.

For what seemed like a long time, they remained joined together; linked by his cock, which seemed reluctant to leave the warm tightness that enveloped it. After a few more moments, Dane withdrew from her well-utilized pussy. Then he removed the butt plug from her rear, and after undoing the rope that bound her wrists, as well as her ankles to thighs, he positioned himself so that they were lying eye to eye.

They were in such close proximity, that his lips were nearly touching hers, and as he claimed her mouth with a sweet, soft kiss, she emitted a faint sigh. He pulled back again to gaze into her eyes, and as he allowed his fingers to slip through her hair, she let her palm idly graze the smooth hardness of his chest.

"That was intense," she said.

A faint smile crossed his lips. "Yeah, it was. We've had some amazing sex before, but this was on a whole different level."

"It was *really* good...unbelievable, actually."

His lips tugged even higher. "I feel the same way. I came so hard I nearly passed out."

They spent a few more moments just watching one another. Then the sound of Jeneda's voice broke the silence.

"I wasn't expecting you to collar me," she said. "That was definitely unexpected."

"I thought it would enhance the moment... help you get into the submissive mindset."

"I was pretty much already there when you told me to turn around and grab my ankles. The collar only reinforced your control over me."

"You did seem to slip into subspace quite easily. And it seems like you really enjoyed surrendering your body."

"I did enjoy it..." Her voice drifted off and a somewhat dreamy look crossed her features. "It was quite a rush, actually. Being tied up and completely helpless."

"It was a huge turn-on, seeing you like that." His fingertip slid along the curve of her cheekbone before venturing to her soft, full lips. "It was a very erotic sight, having you bent over with your hands tied behind your back."

"I loved being in that position," she said. "It made me feel like you could take complete advantage of my body."

"And that excited you?"

"Yes. But at the same time, I was a little nervous."

"Of what?"

"Well, with my body bent over, you would have been able to penetrate either one of my holes."

"But you must have known that I was going to use the butt plug on you."

"Yeah, but you could have just as easily decided to use your cock, instead."

The corners of Dane's lips slowly tugged into a naughty smile. "The thought did cross my mind a few times, but I knew that you weren't quite ready to go that far."

"You're right, I wasn't ready. But it was still pretty thrilling knowing that you *could* have done it, if you'd wanted to."

"I love knowing that turns you on." Clearly enamored by the silky smoothness of her skin, he grazed his long, pale fingers along her thighs. "We still have some unused toys."

"Guess we'll have to put them to good use soon," she said before adding, "Speaking of toys, when did you purchase the collar? I don't remember you getting it during our shopping trip."

"I picked it up before we left San Francisco."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"So you've been planning this for awhile."

"Ever since that night at McKay's," he said. "Speaking of which, do you remember when we discussed knife play?"

"Yes."

"Do you still think you'd be into it, or have you changed your mind?"

"I'm still interested in trying it out."

"When?"

"I don't know...sometime in the future."

A small smile materialized on Dane's face. "That's something to look forward to, then."

"Most definitely."

He tugged her closer so that his chin was resting on top of her head, and with her face nuzzled in the crook of his neck, they fell into a deep sleep.

* * * *

When Jeneda awoke, it was nearly a quarter to noon. The first thing she noticed was that there was an empty space in the bed next to her. This led her to wonder if Dane had gone to the bathroom, or perhaps ventured into the kitchen to make breakfast. But there were no scents or sounds of a meal being prepared, and although she couldn't be certain, something told her that Dane wasn't in the bathroom, either.

Then suddenly, it came to her. Just after dawn, Dane had woken her to tell her that he had a meeting with a Japanese publisher to go over the details of foreign rights for his graphic novels. She'd only been partially conscious at the time, so she barely remembered him waking her up. But even in her half-conscious state, she did recall the sweet, tender kiss that he had given her.

Even now, although it was only a memory, she couldn't help but fondly think of how soft his lips had felt against hers, and this left her wishing that he was by her side and holding her in his arms.

As she lay on her back staring up at the paper lanterns that hung above the bed, she noticed that her neck felt restricted. This led her to reach up and touch the strip of leather that encircled her neck, and she was surprised to discover that she'd slept the entire night with her collar on.

Her first thought was to immediately take it off, and she started to undo the buckle that kept it snugly in place. But before she could take off the band of material, she remembered that Dane had explicitly informed her that the collar was to be removed by only him.

That was just roleplay, a voice inside her head reminded her. You can't possibly think that he'd expect you to keep it on all day.

And why not? She asked herself.

The lack of response by her inner voice only encouraged her to keep the neck ornament on, and although she had to admit that she felt a bit silly, she couldn't help but be hesitant about uncollaring herself. It wasn't that she actually felt as if Dane would be upset, because she knew that nothing could be further from the truth. The true reason that she was uneager to take the collar off, was because he had been the one to put it on.

So in her mind, it only made sense that Dane also be the one to remove it. And although she and Dane had already discussed that theirs was not to be a twenty-four seven dom/sub relationship, she did still like the idea of him being the only one with the power to remove her collar.

As she lay there on the bed reminiscing about the events of the previous evening, she stroked her fingers back and forth across the collar. She enjoyed the way that the leather felt against the tips of her digits, and also liked how soft, yet restrictive the band of material felt against her neck. She became so engrossed in the texture of the collar, that it took the grumbling of her stomach to pull her from her thoughts.

She disengaged her legs from the twisted sheets, then went to the bathroom to empty her bladder and wash her face. Once that was done, she took a shower, then slipped into a pair of jeans and an off the shoulder boat neck top.

She then headed into the kitchen, where she made herself a bowl of granola with yogurt on top, along with a cup of green tea. While she was eating, she flipped through a Japanese fashion magazine titled KERA.

Along with punk, gothic, and Lolita clothing, the glossy pages of the publication featured interviews with various bands. She was just admiring the bold, razor cut hairstyles and stylishly dressed J-rockers, when she heard the sound of Dane entering the front door.

A few moments passed before he entered the kitchen, and as he saw her sitting at the small, circular table, he offered a smile. She returned it with one of her own, and emitted a pleased murmur as he bent down to kiss her.

"Sleep well?" He asked.

"Wonderfully. I missed waking up next to you, though." She took a sip of her tea before asking, "How did the meeting go?"

"Great. The Japanese publisher offered me an excellent advance. It's so generous, that I'm still uncertain how my agent managed to negotiate it."

"Fantastic. Congratulations, sweetie." She rose to her feet and gave him a hug, which he eagerly returned.

"Thanks." The grin on his face widened even further. "I was thinking we could go out tonight and celebrate."

"Definitely," she said. "Any ideas of what we should do?"

"There's this nice sushi restaurant I'd love to take you to. Then afterwards maybe we can check out a nightclub."

"Sounds good to me."

Dane retrieved a chilled can of coffee from the small refrigerator, and after flipping back the tab, he took a long, generous sip. It wasn't until he set the beverage down on the counter, that his eyes came to focus on her neck, and his brows immediately lifted in surprise.

"You still have the collar on."

"Yep."

"So you slept in it, woke up, and still decided to keep it on?"

"Yes, I did."

"Interesting...I find it very intriguing that even though our roleplay session ended yesterday evening, you're still in the submissive headspace."

"You told me that the collar was to stay on until you physically removed it yourself," she said.

"You're right, I did."

He gave her a long, thoughtful look, then gently tugged on the thick, O-shaped ring that hung from the front of her collar. This drew her closer toward him, and as she gazed up into his eyes, she noticed that his pale, angular face had taken on a somewhat serious expression.

Knowing him as well as she did, she had no doubts as to what that look meant, and could tell that his dominating side was preparing to make another appearance.

"You really do make an excellent submissive," he said.

"Do I?"

"Yes. Very much so."

His gaze lifted to her hair, which was in tight, shoulder length curls that framed her heart shaped face. Then he once again rested his eyes on the leather band that encircled her neck, and after a few moments of studying it, he brought his hands around to the back of her neck.

After pushing her hair over her shoulder, he slowly undid the buckle that kept her collar in place. Once it was removed, he gently trailed a few fingertips along the elegant column of her neck, then leaned in to pepper a few soft kisses along the delicate skin.

"How's your neck feel?" he asked as he pulled away.

"Fine." She rubbed the area on her neck where the collar had been before saying, "It didn't hurt or feel uncomfortable. But after sleeping it in it all night and keeping it on the entire morning, it is nice to have my neck unrestricted again."

Curious as to what the collar looked like, she rested her gaze on it, and that was when she realized that there was a stainless steel nameplate attached to the band of leather. Noting that the ownership tag was inscribed, she allowed her eyes to drift across the words, which declared:

Property of Dane

She lifted her eyebrows slightly, then gazed up at Dane's face to see that he was intently watching her.

"You seemed surprised by the inscription," he said.

"I am...a little."

"Do you also find it insulting?"

"No. I know It's just roleplay, so it doesn't bother me at all."

A faint smile touched his lips, and with a few, slim fingers, he tenderly lifted her chin, then gazed deeply into her eyes. "I think it's wonderful you're so open minded about kink play. And it really pleases me to know that it genuinely turns you on."

"It's the unequal power dynamics that get me off the most. But I also really enjoy the heightening of sensations that come along with being unable to control what happens to my body."

"That's ultimately what being a sub is all about," he said. "Letting go without losing yourself. Surrendering completely to another individual, and trusting that they'll not only treasure your body and mind, but fully appreciate your submissive nature." He gingerly stroked his thumb along the curve of her jaw, as if her skin was made of the finest porcelain. "When you submitted your body to me last night it was a beautiful gift, and I fully appreciated every second of it."

She could tell from the look on his face that he truly did, and as he stared down at her, she became enraptured by his captivating eyes. In the span of a few seconds, his lips brushed against hers, and with gentle firmness, he kissed her. Lost completely in the moment, Jeneda closed her eyes, then wrapped her arms around his neck.

Dane's hand came up to cradle her face, and as his tongue glided hotly against her own oral muscle, a soft moan escaped her lips. By the time they broke apart, there was a look of equal adoration in both of their eyes, and after taking a moment to just simply admire one another, they once again fell into conversation.

"By the way, that blowjob you gave me last night was incredible."

"Glad you enjoyed," she said. "I got pretty turned on by it, as well."

"You liked being on your knees and forced to deep throat me?"

"I loved it."

"What else did you like about the experience?"

"The feeling of being controlled and unable to do anything but suck you off. The sounds that you made were incredibly hot, and when you forced me to swallow, it made me incredibly wet."

"Do you prefer having your mouth fucked, or being in charge and controlling my orgasm?"

"I guess it depends on my mood. But there's something really arousing about having you forcibly thrust in and out of my mouth."

"That really was a lovely sight," he said. "I'll never forget how hot you looked..." His eyes darkened with arousal at the memory, and his voice became slightly husky. "Blindfolded and kneeling before me, taking every inch of my cock in your pretty little mouth." His palms came to rest on her nice, round butt, which was emphasized by a pair of curve-hugging jeans. "It's still hard to believe that last night actually happened."