Chapter One
A piercing clap of thunder shook the darkened room. The storm outside couldn't have been scripted any better by a Hollywood writer. Annalise shuddered as a chill passed through her body. She could feel her nipples stiffen, and not just from the chill. She had been waiting for him to come back since he had tied her spread eagled on the bed over a half hour ago. The velvet ropes were tight, but not uncomfortable yet. Her mind raced. What was he doing right now? What would he do when he got back? How long would this go on? Her blindfold made it impossible to see, but she knew it was very dark in the room anyway. She listened to the rain hitting the window outside as her mind drifted back to the scene an hour earlier.
When she had knocked at the door to the mansion, it was answered by the butler. He silently led her into the study, closing the doors as he left. She took in her surroundings, noting the dark wood paneled walls, the heavy burgundy drapes keeping out the sun during the day. It was a room she could curl up and stay in for hours at a time. Each wall was covered in bookshelves. She went to stand at one, curious as to what kind of literature he collected. As she had guessed, he had a taste for first edition classics. A man with tastes that matched her own, in more ways than one. Her eyes rested on a particular novel and she gasped. She pulled it from the shelf and read the title again. "Les Crimes de l'Amour." The crimes of love. Marquis de Sade.
The door burst open and Annalise spun around. Coming face to face with Dominic actually made her suck her breath in. He was wearing a full suit, but not a modern one. She was reminded of the old Count Dracula movies. It was dark, full length, buttoned all the way down. He was tall, thin, with close-cropped sandy blonde hair and a short, close-shaved goatee. He bowed.
"Annalise!" he said. "Such an honor to meet you, my lady." He brought the inside of her wrist up to meet his mouth. Delicious chills ran down her spine as his breath fell on her skin. She felt herself become moist at the light touch of his lips.
"Master," she said, lowering her eyes. "The honor is mine."
It was as she imagined. After chatting for over nine months online, she felt like she knew him well.
"Let me take your coat. I've sent Frederick home for the evening."
He took her coat and laid it over the settee. She straightened her form-fitting dress, smoothing it carefully. She had carefully chosen the dress she would be wearing, and from the look in his eyes, she had chosen well. It was ivory in color, enhancing her tan skin and her hazel eyes, at the moment a clear green. The straps rested just on her shoulders, dipping low in front and even lower in back, to emphasize both her back and her ample bosom. The bodice was form-fitting, ending just under her shapely bottom. Her hair was worn upswept, red highlights visible against the chestnut color. She felt beautiful.
Dominic crossed to the fully stocked bar by his desk and poured them both some cognac.
"To you, my dear," he toasted as he handed her the glass. Their glasses clinked softly.
Annalise took a drink and it was all she could do to not cough.
Wow, this is strong stuff,
she thought, her head spinning already.
When they had finished their drinks, he held her elbow and ushered her out of the study. Again, her skin tingled at his touch.
"Come, let me show you to your room," he said.
They walked up the large open stairway and he opened a door. The large room was dark except for several burning candles. It was an eerie, but warm glow. The room carried on the decor of the study, with dark paneled walls and burgundy and hunter green striped drapes. A king-sized cherry wood bed was in the center, with two tall windows on each side of the headboard. The tall posters had intricate carvings, topped with twisted spires. Each post had a hunter green curtain tied back, and Annalise envisioned herself behind those closed, heavy curtains, unseen by anyone but her lover. She took in the sight with wonder.
As she turned back to him, he took the snifter from her hand, setting hers down along with his on the night stand at the foot of the bed. Gazing into her eyes, he pulled her close. She felt his warm body pressing into hers and she closed her eyes, awaiting the moment when his lips would touch hers. He pressed his lips into hers, his tongue gently pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth to him and they kissed deeply, his hands caressing her head and moving down to her bottom.
God, he kisses so good,
0she thought, enjoying immensely his hands caressing and squeezing her ass. She held him close and caressed his as well.
He pushed her away and sneered.
"You know your job, slave." he stated, his voice cold.
"Yes, master," she replied, and immediately knelt before him.
He unbuckled his belt, fumbling a bit with the old fashioned button-fly. She knelt, eyes down, unconsciously licking her lips.
This is really happening,
she thought.
Oh my God. I'm going to suck the cock of a man I just met.
But they had really met nine months ago, online. Even though they hadn't seen each until tonight, she knew so much about him already. She knew that he was confident and willing and very well-able to please. She felt her nipples harden and her juices quickly soak through her panties.
Dominic wasn't wearing underwear, so his cock was freed quickly. It was semi flaccid, thick and shaved, just like she had seen on his webcam many times. She salivated even more now, her face just inches from his beautiful member. Her mouth quickly covered it. She moaned as it grew harder in her mouth.
Suddenly her hair was being pulled hard away from him. He glared down at her as his dick pulled out of her mouth.
"I think you need to ask permission, don't you? You little slut."
She let go of his cock like it had burned her. Her head bent down again. "I'm sorry master. Yes, of course, I apologize. May I please suck your cock?" This made her even more wet.
He took his now hard cock and slapped it across her face. "Yes, slave, suck my cock good."
"Thank you master, I will do my best." Her mouth took him all the way in. It felt wonderful, so smooth and hard.
His hand continued to pull her hair, making her mouth come off his dick, and then pushing her head back on. She gagged a little as he grew even larger, shoving deeper in her throat. She forced herself to relax and quit struggling, making it easier to let his cock slide all the way to the back.
She loved to suck, and it had been so long since she had. Her ex-husband was not one to experiment at all. His idea of a good time was missionary position for about 3 minutes until he came in her. That always left her to finish herself off. Finally she decided there had to be a better way. She had heard of an online site that focused on the sort of pleasure she wanted. Dominic had made contact with her from there, they had chatted and emailed back and forth for a while before he suggested webcam. She had been nervous at first, not wanting him to see her in real-time. They said the camera put on 10 pounds and she couldn't afford that luxury. At his gentle insistence, she relented, and they had shared their first webcam experience. It was so intense, she jumped at his suggestion that they meet tonight. She was so glad she had.
His gruff voice and rough hands dragged her back to the present.
"Unnnggh, you do know how to suck cock, don't you slave. You're a little slut aren't you. You like this big cock in your mouth. Maybe I should cum down your throat so you can swallow it all."
Annalise mumbled a reply, muffled by his growing cock. "Yes please master; cum in my mouth."
"Not now, slave." He pulled her hair back again. It hurt a bit but that just turned her on even more. "We have other things to do."
He stood back, and pulled his pants back on. She could see the tent of his hard on as he covered it with his trousers. She pouted. She really wanted him to cum for her.
"Take off your clothes," he said. He was staring at her, still kneeling in front of him.
"Yes, master."
She wasn't proud of her body, so this was not her favorite part. She had put on a few pounds, but still had curves in the right places. She knew he liked her body, the webcam doesn't lie, so she was feeling a little better. Plus, she was so turned on right now she really didn't care. She stood up, unzipping her dress behind her. She slid it down her body, and stepped out of it. She quickly unsnapped her bra, standing there in just her panties. She shivered a bit. Her nipples were rock hard at the tips of her large breasts.
"Take them all off."
She stepped out of her panties, leaving them on the floor in the pile with her other clothes. She just couldn't resist, and her hand moved between her legs. She was soaked.
"Did I tell you that you could touch yourself?" His voice was loud and she immediately put her head down.