Venus Ascending Pt. 03

"John, you make me feel safe, safe enough to let go of my fears. With you I feel like I can really live and experience the kind of passion, excitement, and love that you showed me. Last night you took me to a paradise I've never seen before. I had never felt safe enough to just let things happen, but with you I do." She said as she buried her face in his shoulder.

For a few moments the emotion got the better of John, and he couldn't speak. He crushed her tightly against his chest letting her know how he felt, but then the tightness in his throat cleared and he responded.

"Lisa, I think you know I feel the same. Last night you inspired me and you still inspire me. Like you, I want more and more than just your body. I want your heart. I know you're going to laugh, but the highlight of my night was when you demanded that I stay, so you could awaken in my arms this morning."

Suddenly, John's phone started chirping in the background. As he held her tight, he knew their cuddle time was rapidly coming to an end.

"Lisa, I'm sorry, but I hear them paging me on my phone. Could you meet me for lunch at our usual time and table?" He queried.

"I'll try to my love, I'll try." Then with a wicked glint in her eye she added, "Do you have time for a shower?"

"I think so, could you join me? After all we need to conserve water." John said with a lopsided grin wiggling his eyebrows humorously.

Lisa's smile brightened consuming her face and lighting up the room as she said, "Yes, we do need to conserve water."

Showers on Venus only run in 15 second bursts. The shower nozzle is pressurized with a vacuum collector under your feet, so the water runs from pressure at your head to vacuum at your feet simulating a gravity flow. It's not quite the same, but it gets the job done. It does take some getting used to.

With long stretches between bursts of water, John and Lisa had plenty of time to soap each other and clean all the special places. In the end, they didn't probably conserve any water, but they were both very clean inside and out. Patting and rubbing each other dry was almost as much fun as the shower.

John's phone was ringing as he hurriedly kissed Lisa goodbye. After John left, Lisa lay on the bed with her mind still whirling. In the last 24 hours, John had proved to be the perfect man for her. He was ruggedly handsome, genius smart, dominantly masterful, and by far the most magnificent lover she ever had.

Last night she had given herself to him, and he had taken her as his love slave. It had been her longtime fantasy to have someone master her, love her, and care for her. John was all those things and more. Last night had been the most magnificent night of her life, and her body still vibrated. She felt an achy soreness throughout her body, but oh God it felt so good. Each twinge and ache were the result of a loving she had never imagined could have been hers.

While her body pulsed with the aftermath of last night, she wondered where they would go to next. Her feelings for John were so intense. They scared her, and she was frightened. Her fear was tempered with a love and exhilaration, she had always dreamed of. Then there was her submission. Last night she had given herself to him, and John had taken the gift of her submission in stride, cherishing and respecting it.

She had to admit she wanted more of this. She wanted to give herself to him, and in return, have him conquer and dominate her. She wanted to feel his control push her to the edge and make her feel weak with desire. She wanted him to control her and push her farther than she's ever been. She had never trusted anyone with her heart and body, not even her ex-husband, but she was ready to do that with John.

As overwhelmed and in love as she was, there was still fear. She had been fooled before, and there was a chance she could be fooled again. There was something about John that made her feel safe and secure. She felt as if she could truly trust him, really give herself to him. More than anything else, that's what she wanted to do. Still that nagging bit of fear wouldn't go away. Lisa fell back asleep dreaming of John's arms holding her tight and his lips roaming over her skin.

The low gravity allowed John to bound rapidly down the corridor, only to face the usual array of problems. John went through the list and prioritized his day with the high priority items being covered first. For some reason, the BOD was still increasing in the incoming wastewater. He had to dramatically change some of the processes for the treatment plant, changing some of the operating parameters to compensate.

The design of the treatment plant was for low swings in treatment options, and they were approaching their maximum treatment abilities. If they were back on earth, he would've attributed this to plants, bacteria, or other biomass in the water. However, they shouldn't have any of that here on Venus.

During a staff meeting John ask everyone about it, trying to figure out the reasons for the increase in BOD. He expected everyone to contribute various ideas, but in all honesty, he was expecting the "Sewer Rats" to most likely come up with the answer. In the meantime, they had to figure out how they were going to adjust treatment settings to compensate for the increased BOD.

John had everyone trying to analyze the data, but during times when they were arguing among themselves, he found himself daydreaming about Lisa. Around midmorning he received a text on his phone from Lisa.

"I am bowlegged and saddle sore today, but oh it feels so incredibly good. Every time I think of you and last night, I get wet. I have had to change underwear twice already, so I'm thinking of you a lot. Everyone keeps asking me why I'm glowing. Who it is, but I'm keeping you my very own secret. Thank you John, for the most amazing night of my life ... Your mine!! - XXXOOO Lisa."

John closed his eyes for a second, visualizing her face glowing with orgasmic bliss, and then he replied to her text. "I was inspired by this incredibly sexy and beautiful woman, her outfit pushed me over the edge. Yes baby, I'm yours for as long as you want. Can't wait to have you, oops, meet you for lunch lol. See you in a few hours - XXXXOOOO John."

Lisa responded quickly! "Damn John, why did you have to say that, now I have to change my underwear again. Oh John, I need your arms around me, and your lips ravishing me. You are so good for me, and I need you. I'll be your love slave again if you want me to - XXXXXOOOOO Lisa."

John felt his pants suddenly get very tight around his groin area. The thought of Lisa being his love slave again had him excited. He texted back. "I might have to change underwear too lol.. I need you baby and not just right now. I need you for a long time to come. Your Master may have some commands for his love slave. Are you ready to obey your Master? - XXXXXOOOOO John."

"Oh yes Master, your love slave impatiently awaits. Shit, I'm running out of underwear - XXXXXOOOOO Lisa." She responded almost immediately.

"See you at our table my love slave - XXXXXXOOOOOO John."

John had to sit at his desk for a while pretending to work on paperwork, but it was really until his hard on diminished. Once the lump in his pants had gone back to normal, he got back to work. Later he set his desk alarm for 1:45. On the way to lunch, he had a special stop he had to make. Right now he had his internal postmortem for the multiple, alarm incidents from two weeks ago in just a few minutes. Then he scheduled the final postmortem, which included the other engineering managers for Friday. He gave everyone their assignments for the meeting.

John was one minute late to lunch with Lisa, and as he entered the "The Slut Hut", he only had eyes for her. With all the nude and scantily clad performers scattered around Lisa, she was still the most dazzlingly beautiful woman there, glowing in the back of the cafeteria. She was wearing a very skimpy crop top tied together below her breasts, and she was naked everywhere else except for her tiny miniskirt.

In a moment of reflection, John thought it was a little weird that the most beautiful and dazzling woman in the place was also the one with the most clothing on. Lisa was surrounded by either nude or partially nude performers. All were extremely gorgeous, but none compared to Lisa. At least in John's eyes, none compared to Lisa, and maybe that was because he was head over heels in love for this woman. However, the look in her eyes said she felt the same.

The minute John opened the door, he saw her scanning the crowd. The minute her eyes found his, they sparkled, and a smile lit her face. That look was almost worth being apart. Right now she looked absolutely scrumptious. As he walked over to their table, she stood up and folded herself in his arms.

It had only been a few hours, but John missed having his arms around her, and she missed his strong arms holding her tight. John looked down into her radiant face and saw that she was looking up at him with the plea for him to kiss her. John obliged with a slow, sensuous, set her body on fire kiss. As their lips parted, John looked into those luminous eyes and saw that she was smoldering with lust.

Lisa buried her face in John's chest and in a voice shaking with passion she said, "Oh my God John, you almost made me cum with just a kiss. Oh John, with a look, a touch, or a kiss you can set me on fire. I just have to have you." John saw tears fill her eyes as she added, "I'm so frightened, so please don't ever hurt me."

John held her for a minute relishing the feel of her tight, soft body wrapped along the length of his. As he sat in the chair, he pulled Lisa over to the table and into his lap. She curled in his lap like a petulant kitten relishing the warmth and security of his arms wrapped around her. She curled in his lap just long enough to kiss up his neck and nibble on his ear before saying, "This scares me so badly! John I'm crazy in love with you and never in my life has anything come close to the way I feel about you. It's wonderful, exciting, scary, and terrifying all at the same time."

John stroked her silky hair for a moment before gently lifting her chin up, so he could look into her watery eyes. He stared into her eyes and saw the combination of love and terror. He now knew it was the time to tell her his true feelings as well, "Lisa, I want you to know that it's the same for me. The intensity of what I'm feeling for you scares the living hell out of me. Both of us are barely a year out of marriage, and we haven't fully healed from the betrayal. Like you nothing in my life ever felt like this, but these feelings and this kind of a connection is what I always dreamed about."

John pulled her up until their lips were touching. Their lips merged softly into a sweet, loving kiss that echoed both of their protestations of love. Their long, sweet kiss was followed by several tiny kisses as their lips nibbled on each other. As their kiss ended, both stared into each other's eyes letting their love flow through their eyes into their open hearts. It was a moment frozen in time and one neither would ever forget.

John's face twisted into a devious smile as he said, "Baby, I'm curious. What did you mean when you said, you are my love slave?"

Lisa looked deep into his eyes with love and trust as she softly said, "I've always had a submissive side, and you tapped into that last night. I've always wanted to be cared for, made to submit to a Master, and loved like a passion slave. Till I met you, I never trusted anyone enough to even think about acting on it. Last night at the restaurant, when you handcuffed me and commanded me not to cum; that control is what I craved all my life. When you forced me to stay on my passion's edge and then kept me there for most of the night; it was amazing. All morning long I've been thinking of nothing else. I want to give myself to you completely, and I want you to be my master. I want you to use me, tame me, make me your toy and turn me into your fantasy."

John looked at her, probing deep in her eyes, wanting to see if she really meant this. He saw nothing but truth, honesty, and complete trust. He began to speak slowly, searching for the right words, "Lisa, my love, my pet, I have always had a dominant side. Like you I've never had anyone I loved enough to actually act like a dominant, but from the beginning, I sensed a submissive in you. Maybe that's one of the reasons why I was drawn to you and why I love you so."

"There are many bullies' that feel like dominance is a license to dish out pain. I don't believe in pain without pleasure or discipline without reward. In other words, I would never hurt you or give you pain just because I could. To me I want this to be an intricate dance, someone has to take charge and lead while someone has to follow. Lisa, I want to take charge of you. I want to see that bliss glowing on your face forever. I want you to follow me as I drive you to the edge of loving sanity and see the rapture on your face. However, this only works if you trust me completely."

"It is not going to be easy and we are going to have to work at this every day. I am willing to do that because I want you, all of you, and not just the parts you want to dole out. I will worship at the temple of your body, because like a sunrise you light up my world. I won't allow any walls between us and I will walk through fire to protect you from danger. You are mine and you will always be mine; forever and ever."

Lisa tightened her grip on John, snuggling tighter against him as she leaned down and gave him a loving kiss. With her lips almost touching his she said, "John you see into my very soul and you know the real me. I want to bare my heart, soul and all my insecurities to you so I can't hide anymore. You felt my pain, knew my limits and showed me the way out of the darkness that engulfed my soul. You have changed me, shown me how to trust, believe and love again. You know what I want even when I don't and you don't stop till I bow to your tender power. You have shown me passion I didn't know existed, because it was wrapped in true love."

"John, I want to give you the only thing I have to give, my heart, my body and my submission. You have freed me from my life's bondage so that I can freely give you all I have. I've never wanted anything more than this. I want your love and I want you to possess every single inch of me. You know my needs, desires, limits and I crave your control. John, please be my Master, and let me be your love slave."

John gazed into those luminous, green eyes, and he could see she was putting her heart, mind, and body on the line. Her eyes were actually pleading and begging for him to accept the gift she was offering. Her quivering lips were telling him that she was about to break down and cry; especially, if he said no. He could tell she meant everything she said. She was definitely putting herself out there for him, and he couldn't ask for anything more than that.

John reached up and cupped her face bringing her closer to his lips as he whispered, "The gift you're offering me is the most precious gift I've ever received. I will gladly accept it, cherish it, love it, care for it, and protect it with my life." He brought his lips to hers and began to ravage and dominate her mouth. He could feel her tears of joy running down her face, joining their kiss.

While John was kissing her, his hand glided up her naked belly and caressed her barely concealed breast. His hand slipped between her breasts, untied the knot holding her crop top together, and as it parted, his hand went back to palm her now naked breast. She passionately gasped into his mouth as he began to caress her exposed tits and pinch her inflamed nipples. John felt her whole body began to quiver with a combination of her exhibitionist exposure and his hand's erotic torment.

Lisa knew everyone in the cafeteria was watching him manhandle her, and that combined with John's dominance made her jump quickly to the edge of orgasm. She broke the kiss, throwing her head back exposing her neck, and at the same time arched her back serving up her perfect breasts for his ravishment. John took full advantage of the offer and kissed down over her neck, feeling her life force pulsing through her veins. The presentation of her neck was symbolic of her submission to him, and John honored it with loving kisses and nips with his teeth.

John continued to partake of the gift she was offering him as he kissed down her neck, over her breasts, and sucked her nipple into his mouth. As he began to scrape her nipple against his teeth, his hand traveled down between her legs finding that she had not worn any underwear. "Good girl," he thought as he slid two fingers into her drenched pussy. Almost immediately, her stomach clenched and unclenched whipping her face into his chest while her body knotted as her orgasm washed through her.

Her eyes flew open looking surprised as the sudden, euphoric spasm tore through her body. Lisa hadn't expected anything like this, but the minute John touched or kissed her, she felt a passion she had never known. One touch or kiss, and her body was desperately craving the frenzied, climactic peak only John had ever given her. At first, her mouth just opened and closed silently as her body shook and quivered with the intensity of her cum. Then in a whisper full of love she breathed.

"Oh God John, oh my God, you took me in front of everyone. Oh God, oh God Master, I can't stop cumming! I've never known this. John please never stop."

John pulled his fingers from her soaked pussy and brought her face to his as he kissed her trembling lips. He pulled away from her face, so he could look into her eyes. He saw only love. The look on her face was one of complete trust mixed with a combination of love, awe, and admiration for what he had just done to her. However, most of those feelings were on the surface, and they were the ones she was showing him.

The more he held her and the deeper he looked into her eyes, he saw the scared, frightened woman he had first met. She had given her heart away once before and been betrayed, and she was ready to do it again because she trusted and believed in John. He could still see how fragile her heart was. Any misstep by him could be disastrous.

Anyone looking at her would see a strong, willful, and extremely sexual woman. She had spent years honing her body into this stunning vision of sexual beauty, and she loved nothing more than to show it off. She loved to be in front of a crowd, teasing and titillating, creating lust in her audience. She wanted to be the object of every man's desire and to know she could have any man she wanted. Being naked on stage gave her an exhibitionist thrill that she used in an attempt to fill the emptiness in her heart.

John knew if he had given in and made love to her on the very first night like she wanted, he would've never seen the real Lisa. John knew anticipation is more powerful than a whip and more persuasive than cuffs. Few men ever bother to learn the subtle skill of teasing and arousing a woman. However, the art of anticipation can create an uncontrollable longing in a woman and make her knees weak with yearning.

John knew that strong women like Lisa wanted to be vanquished but not forced to their knees. She wanted to be taken, never knowing what is going to happen next, but knowing there was nothing she could do about it. She wanted someone to guide her, respect her, treasure her, protect her, and make her feel weak in the knees. She wanted someone who would not tolerate her spoiled or stubborn streak, but would instead reach inside her into the quivering core of her being and cherish who she is. She was making herself vulnerable and running the risk of being harmed, but she trusted John enough to risk the peril. John felt truly honored, and it only made him love her more.