Page 11 of Twelve Days of Temptation (Temptation 1)
I do.
Take them out. Turn on the video, but don’t turn on the vibrator yet. Then call me. But don’t talk to me. Don
’t ask me questions. You haven’t earned the right to yet. Just listen and do everything I tell you. Are you ready for your lesson, Kate?
Yes.
Yes, Master.
Yes, Master Elf.
Brock chuckled. I’ll accept that for now. He cued up the video he’d placed in his own DVD and muted his television. He jumped when his phone rang, even though he’d been expecting the call. Every part of him was hyper alert, excited at a level beyond anything he’d experienced before. He gave himself a mental shake. He needed to hold it together enough to remember not to use his normal voice.
He whispered, “Hi, Kate.”
“Hi, Master Elf,” she whispered back.
“Don’t speak,” he commanded in a whisper. “The two women in the video are starting a phone-sex business. Listen to how they describe sex to the men. Tonight is about learning how to please me. If you do, your reward will be to come while I listen. Again and again, if you want.”
“Oh, I could never say that,” Kate said when one of the women told a man how she wanted to be taken.
“It’s fantasy, Kate. The two women in the video are into each other, not the men on the phone. That’s why men pay women to talk dirty to them. Because those women know that pleasure can be found in fantasy as much as in reality.”
“Do you pay for phone sex?”
“No questions, Kate. Listen to what the women say. Think about what you could say to me.”
“Oh, my God, one woman is going down on the other while she’s talking to the man on the phone.”
“Kate, sex is beautiful regardless of who is having it. The female body is beautiful. You can enjoy watching something even if you wouldn’t want to do it yourself. It’s a fantasy, Kate. Remove your boundaries and let yourself imagine.”
Kate’s breathing became more and more ragged. “I want to touch myself.”
“Not, yet, Kate. Not yet.”
“She has the same vibrator you bought me.”
“I know.”
“I want to use it. Right now.”
“Stop talking, Kate, and watch.”
The women in the video had moved on from the men on the phone to pleasuring each other. Brock felt the first tickling of another orgasm but resisted it. He wanted to wait for Kate.
When the first complete sex scene ended, Brock whispered, “Turn off the volume on your TV, Kate.” He heard her comply. “Now, tell me what you’d like me to do to you. Make me come. Then, only when I say so, you can come with the vibrator. Don’t touch yourself until then, Kate. I’ll know if you do, and I’ll hang up.”
Kate was silent for a moment. Then she started to speak, tentatively at first, then with more confidence. “I’m lying here all alone, my pussy dripping wet, thinking of you and wishing you were beside me. I’m running my hands over my body, finding my nipples and squeezing them because they are so hard, so eager to be in your mouth. I want to touch myself right now, but I know I can’t because you haven’t allowed me, and you are my master. You come first. If you were here, I’d be begging to take you in my mouth. Kissing your length, tasting the tip, then putting you all the way in my mouth and sucking deeper while I run my hands hungrily over your balls.” She stopped. “How am I doing?”
Brock forgot to whisper. “Good. Keep going.”
“I am imagining Brock right now, is that okay?”
“That’s fine. Just keep talking.”
“You can come on my chest or in my mouth. Whatever you want, because I belong to you. Then I’ll lick you clean and start all over until you beg me to stop. When we finally kiss, I want your tongue to fuck my mouth while your cock fucks my pussy. I want you so deep inside me I won’t know where you end and I begin. And when you come inside me, I want you to whisper for me to join you so I can come with you.”
The image sent Brock over the edge. He dropped the phone, threw back his head, and shot his load all over his bed. He was shaken by the intensity of his orgasm, and it took him a few minutes to gather his sense enough to clean himself off and pick up the phone again.
“How did I do?” Kate asked.
He knew he’d told her no questions, but—damn. “It was a good start,” he whispered. “You’ll get better. You did earn your reward, though.”
“You came?”
Hell, yes. He whispered, “No more questions. It’s your turn to listen. Turn the vibrator on, Kate, and let everything else fade away. Let me paint a fantasy for you.”
***
Kate reached for the vibrator. By delaying her own pleasure, she’d increased it. A need pulsed through her, and she was a slave to it. The first touch of the vibrator to her overstimulated clit was almost painful. She wanted to rush to orgasm, but she didn’t. She wanted to go wherever her master wanted to take her.
When he started to speak, his voice was a caress, more intimate and exciting than any she’d felt on her flesh. Her skin tingled with each word. Her thighs quivered with desire. She was so wet she didn’t need lubrication to insert the vibrator; it slid into her eager sex and then out as she alternated where and how she touched herself with it.
“Close your eyes, Kate. I’m right beside you. You can feel my lips on your neck. On your gorgeous tits. I’m kissing you behind your ear, down your arm. I’m everywhere around you. Can you feel my lips on your stomach? My hot breath is tickling your pussy. Open wider for me, Kate. Let me in. I want to taste every sweet inch of you. Do you feel my fingers opening you wider? Your clit is begging for me. I lick it. I nip it. I can’t get enough of you. I can’t get deep enough into you. My tongue. It’s long and thick. It fills you up. It’s so hot. So wide. Can you feel it?”
“Yes,” she whispered, and she could. She slid the vibrator in and out as he spoke and writhed beneath it. Having him there with her brought her pleasure to a whole new level.
“Your eager little clit needs me again. How do you like it? Rough like this? Or gentle like that? Do you like when I suck it?”
“Everything,” Kate said in a frenzy. “I like everything you’re doing.”
“I can’t wait anymore, Kate. I want to fuck you. Pump that toy in and out. That’s me. I’m fucking you right now, Kate. Take me deep. Take me hard. Make it almost hurt, because that’s how I want it.”
Kate pumped the vibrator in and out just as he commanded and an orgasm rose within her, driving her to thrash wildly against her own hand. She cried out for more until and the orgasm overtook her. She gave herself over to it, sobbing as it consumed her.
She dropped the vibrator beside her and lay there panting: hot, sweaty, and no longer in need of a blanket.
“Good night, Kate.”
“Good night, Master.”
Chapter Eight
Kate went for a walk early the next morning. It was unseasonably warm, and the sun felt good on her face. The cool air was invigorating. She felt light. Young. At peace with herself. She didn’t sit around waiting for a package to arrive. She knew one would. She decided to walk to the convenience store a few blocks from her house.
She watched a young mother dressed in a black jogging suit, her long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, approach, pushing a double stroller. Kate normally wouldn’t have made eye contact. She would have worried what the woman thought of her or that she’d somehow say the wrong thing to her.
This time, she smiled and told the woman her babies were adorable. The woman gushed for the next ten minutes about her twin four-month-old boys. Then she said, “Kate, right? My name is Angie. I’ve been working up the courage to come say hi to you. It’s so wonderful to have another woman in the neighborhood, but I wasn’t sure if someone like you would want to hang out with a woman with children.”
“Someone like me?” Kate asked cautiously.
“You’re so beautiful and always put together. Half the time I can’t remember if I showered, never mind if I put on makeup.”
Kate laughed. “I can imagine those two keep you busy.”
“They do. And I’m not complaining, b
ut when I told my husband I would stay home and raise them, I didn’t realize how lonely it could get. I love them, but I crave adult conversation now and then. If you’re ever looking for a walking buddy, please ask. I live just over there in the green house. I’d love the company.”
Kate exchanged phone numbers with Angie and walked away smiling. As she passed a large house on the corner, she noticed an old man watching her from one of the first-floor windows. She waved at him and felt overjoyed when he waved back.
Coming upon a small shopping area nearby, Kate stopped to try a few samples from a bakery. They all tasted so delicious she couldn’t decide which was best, so she bought an assortment of several treats. She walked out with a ridiculous amount of baked goods.
When she returned home, she scooped up the package she found on her doorstep. This one was considerably smaller than the others she’d received. It easily fit in the palm of her hand. She put her groceries away, then opened the box.
It contained one foil-covered condom. Had Mr. Elf changed his mind about waiting until day twelve? She didn’t know how she felt about ending their game early. The idea was exciting, but she didn’t actually know anything about him, and that made it difficult to imagine being with him.
