0 comments/ 9726 views/ 0 favorites A Reunion Ch. 02 By: Syana "I'm not sure, Jason. I guess I'm up for just about anything." At least anything to make her stop thinking. She couldn't go through with this. There was no way she could sleep with him again either. Her guilt was already eating away at her even though Jamie said okay. She knew that Jamie had a feeling they would end up sleeping together although he never said anything to her. She was expecting things to go completely different than they did. How was she going to stop this? How was she supposed to get her revenge if she did? She'd have to figure it out later. "Let me shower, and then you can decide what we do." She have him her biggest smile. The hot water felt so good and so relaxing on her skin. As she was getting out, the door opened. "I thought I'd join you," Jason grinned. "Oh, um, I'm already done, sweetie." She wasn't about to get back in. He pulled her close. "We could always work on making you need another one," he said softly into her ear. She gently pushed him away. "Not right now, hon. You shower if you want, and I'll get ready. When you're ready to go, we'll leave, 'kay?" She watched him nod as she backed out of the bathroom. The shocked look on his face was making her want to laugh. Maybe she should pick what they were going to do. Anything he chose would end up leading to sex, so why did that thought excite her? She couldn't help but sigh at the fact that her hormones were going crazy and her heart ached. She was aching for Jamie. She was hurting because of her betrayal, and how many more times would there be? No. She had to go through with this. She might not end up dragging it out for as long, but she had to do something. Quickly, she called Jamie and asked him to buy a dog collar and leash. He didn't ask why, and she didn't have time to explain. He was done with his shower. Excitement coursed through her veins once again as everything seemed to be falling into place. Once she was home, she would only have to wait to get Jason down there to give him an unforgettable time. "Awwwww.....you're already dressed," he pouted. "I figured you knew I would be. Come on, get dressed so we can go." She gave him a quick kiss. As she went to walk away, he pulled her close, kissing her deeply. She let herself melt in his arms, remembering why she was doing this. His lips were next to her ear as he whispered, "I was hoping on eating something before we left." He began to nibble on her ear. She shivered at his words. "Later, Jason," she breathed out. She was fighting with herself to resist him. He knew it was one of her favorite things to have done, and she knew that he was talented in that area. After kissing her again, he finally let her go. "So, Kat, I was thinking we'd go out to eat and then maybe catch a movie. Sound like a plan?" "Mmmhmm," was her only reply. She was staring at the phone in her hand, wishing she was anywhere but here. "I hope you can honestly forgive me for this, Jamie, but I promise you, those feelings are quickly melting away," she thought to herself. Her biggest fear now was that she would lose him, and that was the last thing she wanted to do. She shook off the depressing and focused on what she had planned. It was going to put a smile on her face no matter what mood she was in. Finally, he was dressed and ready to go. Unsurprisingly, his idea of going out to eat was a fast food restaurant. She had to fight back the urge to roll her eyes. Lucky for her, salad was an option for her, which she willingly settled for. She had been taking much better care of herself, and she was going to keep things that way. After eating, they settled on a horror movie. There really wasn't anything that caught her interest, so she let him choose. She hadn't seen a horror flick that bad in ages. She had a feeling she knew what he would want once they returned to his place, and she still wasn't sure how she was going to turn him down. She was in the middle of trying to come up with something as he cut into her thoughts. "Kat, babe, I know you're leaving tomorrow, and I've been thinking about this a lot." She was giving him a funny look. "Why don't I go back with you? I have a lot of time still left for my vacation with no plans, and you could help me..." he paused. "You could help me do some research about that thing." Her eyes widened. This was way too perfect! "Um, I'll have to okay it with Jamie, but it sounds find to me." He held in a growl at the mention of Jamie. He'd have her convinced to come back with him by the time he had to come back. When they reached the house, she stayed outside to place her phone call. Jason made his way up to the bedroom to set things up for them. They'd be leaving tomorrow, and that's when he'd pack. He wanted to give his baby the night of her life first, and then, he could work on getting rid of Jamie. She told him every thing, and he was okay with it. "I'll see you tomorrow, love. Yes, tomorrow. I'm not gonna let him stop. It's a short drive. Mmmhmm. And thanks, sexy. You're amazing." She was glowing by the time she made it up to his room. He saw the smile on her face and knew he'd get what he wanted. She had Jamie wrapped around her little finger. "So, I take it he said yes?" She nodded, and he took her in his arms, pulling her to the bed. He wasn't going to waste any time. His lips were on hers and the grateful kiss turned passionate quickly. His hands began to wander over her body, petting her through her clothes. She wouldn't've been able to stop him if she wanted to. She had to give in. Anything else and he would have wondered why she was turning him away. She wanted to push him away, tell him to wait, anything that would postpone this, but instead, she returned his kiss, letting his hands go everywhere. Her eyes were closed, and it wasn't long before she began to imagine it was Jamie kissing and caressing her. She responded to him which urged him on. Soon, she was lying naked on the bed. He kissed every inch of her body, her moans only pushing him further. He loved the feel of her skin against him, and he didn't want to go without her again. He was fully focused on pleasing her, wanting nothing but her satisfaction. He hoped he could show her that they didn't need to play roles for this pleasure. He would willingly be her sex servant as long as he didn't have to be a sex toy or sex slave. She didn't need to degrade him to get what she wanted from him. He shook the thoughts away and focused on her. Jason lavished attention on her breasts, teasing and licking and nipping on them. He'd never be able to get enough of her. Each time he drew a nipping into his mouth, gently sucking, he drew a moan from her. He loved it when her hands were buried in his hair, slightly pulling on it. He took it as a sign of her enjoyment. Slowly, he began to work his way down her body, nipping now and again. He loved to make her moan. Finally, he's in the one position he'd been longing for all day. She was so wet already, and he knew he could make it worse, but he didn't want to tease her too badly. Gently, he blew air on her clit causing her to squirm and moan. She was arching up to him. "Kat, are you ready?" He just wanted to hear her voice. He wanted her to urge him on. "Yes," she moaned out. Her body was on fire, and every touch made it worse. She needed release or she was going to hurt someone. Her hands went from gripping the sheets to gripping his hair, wanting so much more than he was giving. She was lost in a world of feelings and desires, and she needed relief. She was consumed. At the first flick of his tongue, she cried out, wanting more. Her eyes flew open as he began to lick her, giving her long, loving licks. He was savoring her, and it was driving her mad. "More!" she managed to cry out, hoping he would give in to her demand, and he did as his mouth locked around her clit. As he began to suck gently, lightly flicking his tongue over her, she exploded. She screamed out, not being able to hold back, not really wanting to, as he slowly slid his fingers into her. She was getting dizzy as he kept pushing her over the edge. After several orgasms, he stopped. He was looking up at her, grinning like the Cheshire cat. She was dazed, knowing he had stopped but not sure why. Her eyes drifted shut, and it was then she felt him kiss her. She returned the soft, sensual kiss, not having the energy to do anything else. She gently pulled him closer, and he nipped lightly at her lower lip causing her to moan again. Her throat was raw from screaming, but she didn't care. Her entire body was tingling. Jason whispered to her and watched as she nodded. He bit down on his lip as he watched her move to get on all fours. His desire for her grew. Once she got in position, his hands here on her hips as he slid in. He felt her convulse around him. Another orgasm. He never remembered her coming so quickly or so much before. Maybe it was because they were finally together again. He moved slowly until she urged him on, rocking back to him faster and harder. He had lost count at how many orgasms she had already, but it didn't matter. He knew she was enjoying herself, and that's all that mattered. He felt her begin to shake and had her lie down. He knew she was tired and asked her if she wanted to stop. She shook her head no. He slid back in and went harder and faster, but only when she asked him to. His orgasm was building fast, and when he felt her clutching at him, her nails digging into his back, he let go, joining her. He laid down next to her, gathering her in his arms. She collapsed into him and fell into a deep sleep. Again, he couldn't remember a time when something like this happened. She awoke the next morning feeling blissfully sore. She should fantasize during sex more often. She was surprised that Jason was out of bed, and then she saw why. He was packing. Why was he so eager to come on this trip? Did he think Jamie was no competition to him? Knowing him, yeah, he did. He would be getting a major surprise when they got there. Without saying a word to him, she left his room and took a shower. By the time she was out and dressed, he was ready to go. He put their suitcases into the trunk, and they were ready to go. The drive was quiet except for the radio playing. She was excited that she was going home, and he was dreading having to see her with another man. There was nothing he could do about it though, nothing he really wanted to do. They stopped at a few rest areas on the way to grab a bite to eat or to give Jason a break from driving. She was happy he didn't' try to drag this out any. It wasn't long before she fell asleep in the car. It never did fail; every time they went on a long trip together, she always fell sleep. He found himself glancing over at her several times during their trip. She had woken up about fifteen minutes before she was home. Her timing was perfect because Jason would have gotten lost without her. She searched for her keys as they pulled into the driveway so she missed the awed look on his face when he got a look at the house. Every thing about it screamed that it was hers. As he parked, she got herself together and let him take care of the bags. The weekend was over; he was at her beck and call. "Jason, hurry up. I don't feel like waiting for you all day," she demanded. Shocked, he just looked at her. "Kat, are you okay?" Confusion was coursing through him. "I'm fine, but it's Mistress from now on. You agreed." She had to fight to hold back the laugh that wanted to bubble out. Dumbstruck, he followed her inside. She had plenty of room but told him he'd be staying on the couch until he proved himself worthy of a bed. They had an extra "guest" computer, and she let him know that he had a two hour a day limit on it. That time would be used for him to do his research. Each day, he would tell her about what he learned and what he thought about it. He would not be given a chance to back out, however. She set up an account for him with limited access, book marking several sites she knew would be of use. One site was specifically for erotic literature and had many categories. He would be allowed to read the other stories once he knew enough about how things should and will be. She was already aroused. The thought of fucking him over was giving her pure pleasure. She gave him a tour of the house, letting him know that her bedroom was off limits to him unless she or Jamie brought him in. The last room was the game room. Jamie was playing one of his video games to help keep him preoccupied. What he really wanted to do was carry her to bed and ravage her. He paused the game when he heard her clear her throat. His eyes lit up at the sight of her, but he took his time walking towards her. She, however, didn't care and ran into his arms, kissing him. "I missed you, love," she breathed out. "I missed you too, baby." He held her tight, not wanting to let go. "You remember Jason, don't you?" Jamie nodded and let her go. "I'll let you get back to what you were doing." He kissed her softly before turning away to sit back on the couch. She was all smiles when she turned back to Jason, biting down on her lower lip. They left the room, and she left him in the living room as she went to her bedroom. Her heart was racing as adrenaline pumped through her body. Reaching in one of her drawers, she found the collar Jamie had bought for her, along with the leash. Her smile turned into a grin as she silently thanked him. It wasn't much, just a black, leather, spiked collar, but it was still perfect. She couldn't wait to see Jason's reaction. Jason waited patiently for her, standing just where she left him. He wanted to look around, but he was hesitant. He was slightly shaking as he stood there. What surprised him most was that seeing Jamie with her didn't anger him like he thought it would. Maybe he had mentally prepared himself for it with out realizing it. He heard footsteps, and he stiffened. The last thing he wanted was a confrontation, a reason for her to send him home. And was she really serious about him calling her Mistress? "Sit down, Jason." Her voice snapped him back to reality. "That was very good of you to remain where I left you. Maybe this will be an easier transition than I thought." She stepped behind the couch, behind him. "I have a present for you, sweetie. Why don't you close your eyes for me." She placed the collar on him, fastening it in place. Too bad they couldn't have gotten one with a lock, but she wouldn't give up hers and he wasn't worth buying one for. She'd also have to take him shopping for a few toys she wanted for herself. When she stepped in front of him, his eyes were still closed, but she could see him trembling. "Open your eyes," she said gently. She offered him her hand and led him to the hallway mirror. Standing behind him, she whispered, "It's a symbol that you are owned." She watched as his hand went to the collar, running his fingers over it. His eyes were wide, almost as if in disbelief that she placed a collar on him. "Kat, I don't know what to say," he said softly. Again, his eyes widened as she smacked his ass. "Mistress, Jason. You have to call me Mistress. And you should thank me for the gift." He turned around, eyes downcast. "Thank you, Mistress for your gift." "Good boy." She patted him on the ass and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Relax, sweetie. You'll do fine. If you need to, why don't you get some sleep, or you can start on your research," she smiled. "Where are you going?" "I'm going to take a nap." "Why can't I sleep with you?" He really didn't like the idea of her sleeping with Jamie while he was left on the couch. "One, I told you already, and two, because I said so." She began to walk away. "And don't go over that time limit." She was off to the game room, needing Jamie. Without a word, she had him pause the game and straddled him. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close for a kiss. "I need you, Jamie, badly." She kissed him again before nibbling on his ear. "Here?" he asked, a little shocked. Any noise they made would be heard. "I don't care where." With that, he gathered her in his arms and carried her to their bedroom. It wasn't long before she had him as fired up as she was. As soon as he laid her on the bed, she sat up and began to remove his pants. His hands were buried in her hair as he stood at the edge of the bed, letting her strip him. She let her hands wander over him, her finger tips dancing on his skin before she let her hand go where both of them wanted. As she took him in her hand, he let out a soft moan, turning her on even more. She placed light kisses on his chest and stomach as she stroked and caressed him. The light kisses turned to licks and nibbles, causing him to moan with each bite. She began to move farther down, stopping to catch his eye. Once their eyes licked, she placed a slow, teasing lick right on his head. His grip on her hair tightened as she did it again and again before her tongue began lavishing attention along his shaft. He was pulling her hair now, causing her to moan as she took him in her mouth, continuing to caress him. She took her time licking and sucking on him, drawing him closer to an orgasm as each moment went by. She had him on the brink when she stopped. Lying back on the bed, she had the sweetest smile on her face, challenging him to do something. Jamie crawled onto the bed, causing her to back up against the headboard. He kissed her before removing her clothes, leaving her exposed to him. He placed kisses and nibbles all over her, working his way down to where he knew she was aching to have him. As he kissed her, he let his hand wander to her center, allowing a finger to slide down her slit. He was surprised at how wet she was. He positioned himself between her legs, knowing she was wanting this as much as he was. He didn't tease her, knowing she was beyond it right now. He began to lap her up nice and slow, almost like a kitten lapping up milk. She squirmed beneath him, moaning and calling out his name. His pace slowly increased before his mouth locked on her clit causing her to cry out. His hands were on her hips, trying to hold her still but he couldn't. He knew she just needed to be pushed over the edge. He let go of her hips so he could help push her. Sliding his fingers into her wet, warm, velvet center, he began thrusting them in and out, all the while his mouth was busy with her clit. It didn't take long before she was screaming his name, her orgasm taking over. He moved up and kissed her as he slid in. Again, another orgasm went through her. He was rough with her, knowing it was what she craved, what she needed. They went on for over an hour, switching positions, Jamie pushing her over the edge again and again. She was riding him, and he was thrusting into her had when they both came together. He pulled her down to him, kissing her with passion, love, and desire as she laid down next to him. Her head was resting on his shoulder as she finally began to catch her breath. "Where did all that build up from, love?" It had been a while since he'd seen her that worked up. "Honestly?" He nodded. "Giving Jason a tour of the house and thinking that revenge will be so sweet," she giggled and looked up at him. "I don't know why, but the thought of humiliating him excites me like nothing else." He couldn't help but laugh. "You're insane." "And that's one of the many reasons you love me," she grinned. Jason could hear every sound she made. "Couldn't they have fucking closed the door?" he groaned, and yet, her moans and screams were calling him to attention. He tried to concentrate on one of the sites she book marked for him, but his hand had a mind of its own. Son, he had his cock out, stroking it to her sounds. As he got closer, he remembered what she had first told him: "You can only come when I allow it, and that includes masturbating." He stopped, not really wanting to, and when he looked down at his hand, it was covered in his own juices. He sighed and went to go clean himself off. A Reunion Ch. 02 "Jamie, I want to go shopping for a few things I think we'd enjoy playing with," she said as she remembered the paddle. "When do you want to go?" he asked as he ran his fingers through her hair. "Well, I know what I want to get, but I was thinking about bringing Jason with me. It might scare him," she chuckled. "That's fine. Use the card and hurry home. I like having you any way you'll let me, knowing he can hear everything," Jamie grinned. "Enjoying this as much as I am?" He nodded and she kissed him. "If it's okay with you, we're gonna go now." "As long as I get to use at least one of them on you tonight." She kissed him again. "You can use all of them on me tonight if you want, and you can even torture Jason by letting him watch," she grinned. "I might take you up on that, Mistress." A Reunion Ch. 03 She was humming to herself as she made her way downstairs. Reaching the living room, she saw that Jason was on the computer. She held back a chuckle when she noticed that he could barely concentrate on what he was reading. "Getting some good information there, hon?" she asked, startling him. She was standing behind him, her hands on his shoulders. "Uh, yeah. Some of this sounds like fun." In his mind, he was the one dominating her. "Time's up for today. Get ready to go; I'm taking you toy shopping, hon," she smiled as she stepped back. When he got up, he made no effort to hide his arousal. He stepped toward her, wanting to take her in his arms and kiss her. He wanted to prove to her that he was better than Jack. She backed away from him, shaking her head. "We're leaving. We don't have time, and you don't get to choose what happens when. I come to you when I want you, Jason, not the other way around." She was going to have to fight him off the whole time he was there. "You're kidding, right?" She shook her head, and with that, he went to go change. She was sitting on the couch when Jack came downstairs. He sat down next to her and pulled her onto his lap. "I thought you were leaving, babe." "I had to fight him off first. I'm no mistress, Jack; what if he sees that?" He kissed her softly. "You'll do fine, love. Now, how about I help take your mind off it by being really mean?" He caught her attention knowing that curiosity was a weakness of hers. She was wearing a pair of black lycra pants with her corset boots. The pants were perfect for what he was planning. As they kissed, he slid his hand down her pants, knowing she would be wet. As he began to finger her, the kiss became more intimate, and soon, he had her moaning. That was the scene Jason walked in on: Jack's hand down her pants, and her rocking her hips for him. Even when he cleared his throat, they didn't stop. Both of them heard him, but neither gave him a second thought. He tried again, and still nothing. "Mistress." Nothing. "Mistress!" They were ignoring him. Jack had her very close to an orgasm now, and his mouth moved to her neck where he began to nibble and suck. No longer were her moans muffled. "Mistress Kat!" he yelled, and that's when Jack stopped. Still, neither of them acknowledged Jason. "Think of this as a reminder to hurry home," Jack whispered loud enough for Jason to hear. "I promise I'll have you screaming once you're home." Giving her one last kiss, he set her back on the couch and disappeared into another room. She was dazed from the teasing. As much as she knew he liked to keep her aroused, he had never done anything like this before. It caused a shiver to go through her and excited her even more. Finally, she noticed Jason, who was standing there in shock. Either what he just witnessed caused his arousal to return or he hadn't been able to get rid of it. She stood and fixed her clothes. "Are you ready to go?" Her voice snapped him back to reality. How could she act like nothing happened, lick he didn't walk in on them? "Um, I can finish what he started for you." He just wanted her. "Oh, I'm fine. Jack will take care of me once I get back. He just enjoys knowing that while I'm shopping, I'm dripping wet and thinking about all the wicked things he might do to me when I get home." She was loving the expression on his face. She decided to go on once they were in the car. "What's even more fun is when he goes shopping with me. I don't know how many times we've fucked or gotten each other off one way or another in many stores." The thing was, she was being honest. Whenever she went clothes shopping, Jack loved going with her, insisting she try on several different things. The way he devoured her with his eyes always excited her. "So, why isn't he going with you now?" And why was she telling him all of this? Why would she fuck Jack and not him? Then again, didn't she tell him that Jack was going to come first with her? Nothing was making any sense. "Because we're going toy shopping for you, sweetie. I figured we'd buy some whips, paddles, riding crops, maybe even an anal plug or two for you." She had to fight back the laugh as his eyes widened. "Trust me, Jason. You'll grow to love them...even the strap on I have...and maybe we could get you some anal beads too." The reality of it was that she didn't own a strap on or very many toys. What she was really shopping for was things she and Jack could use on each other. Anything else she bough for Jason would remain unopened as long as she could return it. She could see he was already worried about his "virginity." Maybe she really would buy him an anal plug. Hmmm, now that could be fun. What would be even more fun is if he was turned on by it. As she drove on the highway, thinking about all of this, her hand drifted between her legs, and she began to play with herself through her pants. Jason was wondering what he had gotten himself into. "Do you think maybe we could skip the whops and....the....riding...." his voice trailed off as he watched her hand disappear between her legs. His eyes were glued to her as he watched her pet herself, and he began to inch closer. He wanted his hand to replace hers, and he was going to try sliding his into her pants. Without even looking at him, she said, "Don't even think about it." Her hand was back on the wheel as if nothing had ever happened. They were almost there. As she parked, she noticed that he was still very much aroused. She couldn't help but smile, wondering if he'd want to calm down before going in. Granted, what he wanted didn't matter to her. Over the weekend, she had managed to grow cold to him by remembering how much he hurt her, remember how long she hurt for. He may have missed her, but he didn't care for her as much as she did him. He wouldn't have kept away when he got letter after letter asking for a reason why. It might have taken him a little while before he realized that he fucked up, but that didn't matter to her. She was good to him while they were together, but she wasn't going to do that again. She wasn't about to let him fuck her over again, not after she moved on and was happy. She was happy with Jack. He was good to her, and he loved her. They were a perfect match. Turning off the car, she turned and looked at him. He was staring out the window, almost as if lost in thought. Softly, she said, "Let's go, Jason. We're here." She lightly touched him arm, wanting his attention. He slowly turned to her. Couldn't she tell? Was she really going to make him going out like this? Did she care? He sighed and opened the door, waiting for her to get out. When she walked over to his side of the car, he walked with her towards the shop. Why was he allowing her to put him through all of this? Did being with her mean that much to him? At this point, he didn't know what he really wanted. It had been so long since he had been with someone. Maybe that was the problem. As they walked into the store, no one even looked twice at him. He felt like he was being choked by the collar, and he longed to take it off, but he know he couldn't. It would hurt her...or piss her off, and he didn't want to do either. He was slowly breaking inside. Maybe this is what it meant to submit to someone. They had to break you and then mold you into who they wanted you to be. He shrugged the thought away because it really didn't matter to him. Nothing mattered to him but getting her away from Jack and back to him again. He knew he would be able to get her away from Jack. He had done it before, and he could do it again...whether or not it was going to be a challenge to him. They walked around the shop together, and she left him alone in one of the sections to pick out a few things that appealed to him most. Nothing did. She really did have to leave him in the anal department, didn't she? She walked off on her own, talking to the girl at the cash register. As long as what she bought was in a sealed package and remained that way, she could return it. That meant if she wanted a whip or a riding crop...well, she could deal with keeping those around the house. She liked the look of whips anyway. When she was done, she went to go check up on Jason. He was still looking, so she walked off to go choose a few things for herself. By the time she was done, she had two different paddles, a nice, thick whip, and two different riding crops, along with some other toys for herself. As she walked toward him, his eyes widened as he saw everything she had. She walked by him, dropping every thing off at the register and made her way back to him again. Neither of them said a word to each other as she picked out a few objects for him. His eyes stayed on her the entire time. He really didn't want to see what she was picking out and what she was planning to use on him. He held back a shudder as he walked with her to the register. Every thing was packed up after she paid, and he took the bags, holding the door open for her as they walked out. The trip home was uneventful. He just wasn't sure what to say to her. What could he say after seeing every thing she held in her hands? Was she planning on practicing with that whip before she used it on him? Did she already know how to use it? He was terrified at the thought of what could happen, of the marks she could leave on him. Could she really start with something so severe? Or was it only to be used as punishment, and if so, had he done something that bad already? Too many thoughts were racing through his head as she drove. His eyes remained watching everything whir by. He couldn't do this. They would seriously need to talk about limits. Her mind was full of images, and she had pretty much forgotten that Jason was in the car with her. In her mind, Jack was testing out the paddle on her, then the riding crop. She shivered, not being able to wait to show him their new toys. She had been wanting to experiment for a long time, but only recently had she told him about her desires. He was more than happy to try everything out that she had in mind which made her ecstatic. Although, she couldn't help but wonder if that was the only reason he gave in. She wanted them both to be happy and at ease with everything going on. Forcing him to do something just because he thought it would make her happy wouldn't have the same effect. She would know when she showed him what she bought. His face would tell her everything. Only when she pulled into the driveway was she torn away from her thoughts. She looked over at Jason and found him lost in thought. He was tugging at his collar, and she knew that he hated wearing it – especially out in public. That didn't matter to her; she was trying to make him uncomfortable. Still, they didn't say a word to each other when they got out of the car and entered the house. She took the bags from him, and almost as if on cue, Jack walked in. She smiled at him, and they disappeared together, leaving Jason alone. "Before I forget, Jason, the computer's yours for the rest of the day. Have fun," she smiled and waved and disappeared up the stairs. Jason knew what they were up to. He knew that the sounds would drive him mad with desire. He knew this was a form of torture on him. Still, he sat at the desk and began to read, knowing that the stories wouldn't help his problem, knowing he would want release. She was going to drive him crazy by the end of his vacation. As soon as they were in their bedroom, Jack gathered her in his arms, kissing her. "Tell me about the trip," he whispered as he nibbled on her ear. She told him every detail and about what was going through her mind. Jack never left her thoughts as she shopped. "I couldn't wait to get back home," she said softly when she was done. He already had her stripped down to her panties and bra. They kissed again, her hands exploring him, her body calling out to him, and then, he pulled away. "I want to see what you bought." She showed him what she "bought" for Jason first, explaining that she'd return them later. His smile grew as she got to her own toys, and his eyes widened at the whip. "We don't have to use this, but I would like to keep it. There's just something about it that draws me to it," she said softly, the scent of new leather filling up the room. Without another word, he rose from the bed, walking to one of the dressers. He pulled out her collar and restraints and locked them into place. He felt her shiver each time a lock was closed. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her to him, kissing her. "Wait here," he growled, watching her shiver again. Desire clouded her eyes as she remained on the bed, anxiously awaiting his return. Jack made his way back to the living room. As she showed him their new toys, he couldn't help picture using them on her. She drove him wild, and he loved her all the more for it. As he reached the living room, he realized that he forgot to blindfold her. He would do it when he restrained her. She always looked so beautiful with her collar and restraints on. He knew she loved it as much as he did. There were days where he'd come home from work to find her already collared. She loved it when he took control over her, although they never did take on the Dom/sub roles fully. All they did was enjoy each other, but tonight would be different. He had been planning this all day, knowing she'd enjoy it. The fact that she played with herself in the car just gave him a "reason" other than wanting to. Let Jason get a taste of what it's like to be a submissive. Jack knew how much she could take; he knew her body as well as the sound she made. Jason was at the computer when he reached the room. "Jason," he waited until he looked at him. "Your Mistress has given her permission for you to join us." "Um, okay." What the hell did that mean? "Follow me," was all he said before he turned away and went back upstairs. Jack didn't wait for him. Why should he? Jason hurried to close everything until he saw Jack walking up the stairs. Shouldn't he have been waiting for him if she had sent him for him? He left every thing as it was and hurried up the stairs after him. He didn't want to keep her waiting if she wanted him. Soon, he was right behind Jack, and when they reached the bedroom, he was shocked at what he saw. She was sitting on the bed wearing a collar and restraints. She was also in nothing but her bra and a thong. She was sitting straight, her eyes focused on the wall in front of her. His eyes devoured her, but he had to wonder why she was waiting as she was, dressed like she was. Jack walked to her, his hand caressing her cheek. "Very good, my pet. You didn't move an inch." He grabbed her hair again, pulling her head back, and kissing her. Her moan was muffled, but Jason still heard it. Her hands were folded in her lap, and she didn't move, except to return Jack's kiss. It was almost right out of one of the stories he had been reading, as if he was watching it come to life. So, what was his role in all of this? "I've got a surprise for you, love. Are you ready?" Jack's voice cut into his thoughts. "Yes, Sir. Anything for you, Sir," she replied eagerly. Jason watched as she moved onto all fours as Jack cuffed her wrists to the headboard, as he slid the blindfold over her eyes. When did her bra disappear? He watched as Jack pulled off her thong, leaving her nude and completely exposed. Was he supposed to take her like this? He hardened even more at the thought. Taking control over her would be fun. As he went to move closer, Jack stopped him. "You are here to watch, nothing more. You are to obey her rules and refrain from touching yourself. You are not allowed to interrupt us in any way, nor can you leave. These are the requests from your Mistress." Jack turned back to her, caressing her ass, teasing her by keeping her on the edge. "You've been a very bad girl today, haven't you, my pet?" She moaned as he lightly smacked her ass. "Yes, Sir, I have." "Would you mind sharing what it was that you did wrong?" Again, another light smack on her ass, causing her to moan again. "Playing with myself after specifically being told not to and almost bringing myself to an orgasm." She bit down on her lip, waiting. "For how long?" "I'm not sure, Sir. I lost track of time," she said softly. "Guess," he demanded. "Half an hour? Almost the entire way there." She was squirming, wanting anything that he would give her. Jack took the paddle in hand and tested it out. They both watched her jump at the sound. Her breathing was heavy, and she was already dripping wet. Next, Jack tested out the riding crop. He would definitely have to use both. Without a word of warning, the paddle came down on her ass. "One, Sir. Thank you, Sir, may I please have another?" she moaned out. He spread them out over her ass until it was giving off heat and a beautiful shade of red. She counted out until he stopped at twenty. "How's that feel, love?" he whispered right next to her ear, making her shiver. "Really, really good," she moaned. "I'm not done yet, sweet." He tilted her head in his direction and kissed her. "I love you," he whispered soft enough for only her to hear before kissing her again. "Jason, come here." Jason had been watching Jack paddle her with his jaw on the ground the whole time. Each smack made him jump, and he wondered why she was moaning. Didn't it hurt? The redness of her ass had told him that it had to. When Jack called him over, he didn't hesitate. He no longer thought she had Jack wrapped around her finger. He knew who was in control. "Feel how hot she is, but don't touch her. You can feel the heat radiating from her ass." He reached down, running his finger along her slit, causing her to moan and squirm and try to impale herself on his fingers. "Look how wet she is already. See how much she enjoys it? Love, behave; we're not done yet." He withdrew his fingers, and she stilled as best as she could. One look and Jason was retreating to his chair, still in shock. Jack was loving this. "Count," he demanded as he began striking the riding crop on her thighs and still tender ass. She counted and still begged for another. When he was done, she was trembling, so close to an orgasm. There were ten marks altogether on her, and he spread lotion on her, soothing her skin. "Please, Jack," she begged, and again, he smacked her ass. "I'm sorry, Sir. Please, Sir, I need more." "Patience is a virtue, pet." He was placing kisses down her back. As he moved lower, his fingers teased her opening, causing her to moan. As he slipped his fingers inside, he felt her clenching on him, almost as if to keep him there. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers, causing another moan. His eyes landed on the riding crop. Did he dare? Jack smiled to himself as he picked it up and let it idly slide up and down her slit. She was rocking her hips, wanting more. She was biting down on her lip, trying to lead it to caress her clit, but Jack never let it linger long enough. He slowly slid the handle inside her, causing her to cry out. As he gently thrust it in and out, he reminded her that she wasn't allowed to come without his permission. He knew her body well. He knew what she could take. He withdrew the riding crop, placing it off to the side along with the other toys and reached for his keys. He released one of her hands so she could turn over and lie on her back. Once she was in position, he re-cuffed her, kissed her, and removed the blindfold. Her eyes were filled with lust and she ached for him. "I need you," her words were softer than a whisper. He knew what she wanted, and he wouldn't deny her; he just enjoyed teasing her. Keeping his eyes on hers, he reached over and picked out one of her toys, one she had been asking he use on her. It was a seven inch, clear glass dildo with cobalt blue veins on it. It was one of her favorite toys even though it was only one and a quarter inches thick. He toyed with her, lubricating it with her juices, sliding it up and down her slit, letting the head of it tease her entrance. She knew better than to say a word; that would just make him take even longer. She cried out as he slowly slid the toy in. A Reunion Ch. 03 Jason couldn't believe his eyes, and why was this turning him on so much? Another man was touching his property, doing things even he never thought of doing, and she was screaming for more. She had never screamed for him like that. His pants had become unbearably tight, and he just wanted to push Jack aside and fuck her brains out. She was his; all three of them knew it, so why were they playing this game? One week, he had one week to remind her that she belonged with him, but how was he going to prove it to her when she wouldn't let him touch her? Was she testing him to see how much he could take? Would he have to tack her by "force"? Is that what she wanted? Then, why go out of her way to buy all those toys? His head was spinning, yet he was still focused on her. In his mind, he replaced Jack with himself... Jack loved keeping her on the edge. He loved teasing her into oblivion, driving her insane with passion and desire. With the way she was fighting to get free, he knew he was succeeding. He kissed her, and then his lips moved to her neck where he began to nibble and bite and suck. He knew he was driving her crazy, and the both of them forgot Jason was there, watching. His lips didn't linger for long, and soon he was kissing his way down to her breasts. He lavished attention on each nipple, licking and sucking and biting, working her toy in and out of her the entire time. He knew she was fighting to hold back, and he silently promised her release soon. He continued kissing his way down her body, and when he was right above her clip, he removed the toy. "No!" She cried out. Why did he stop? "Jack, please," she moaned. "Shhh...relax, love," he said softly. "Trust me, baby." He felt her continue to fight to get free, and he positioned himself between her legs. The first lick caused her to cry out, and he continued giving her long, slow licks, avoiding her clit. He was drinking her in, enjoying her taste, loving her reactions. When he stopped, he slid the toy back in, and she cried out again. She was biting her lip, needing more. "You have my permission, love," he whispered as he lowered his head and took her clit in his mouth. Her reaction was instant. She screamed out his name as he continued pumping the toy in and out of her while flicking his tongue and nibbling and sucking on her clit. Her orgasm was a powerful one, and one seemed to chase another as it continued. She was trembling beneath him, lost in a world of pure pleasure. Again, he withdrew the toy, tossing it to the side. He kissed his way up her body and paused only to strip. He unlocked the cuffs, and she pulled him to her, kissing him hungrily. Jack had her get on all fours again and slid inside her, his hands on her hips. From her urgings, each thrust was harder. She wanted him to move faster and rocked her hips back to meet each thrust. She came again, and he flipped her over, sliding in again, keeping his pace hard and fast. She was digging her nails in his back, drawing blood as she raked them down his back. As another powerful orgasm hit her, his hit too, and so did Jason's. Jack collapsed next to her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her passionately. "I love you," he whispered to her. "I love you too," she whispered back sleepily. She was about ready to pass out. "Kat?" Jason tried to get her attention. He had wanted to get out of that room, away from them. How could he have had an orgasm without touching himself, he had no clue. Today was just getting more and more odd, and he was just glad the day was pretty much over. His eyes were on her, but he didn't think she heard him. "Mistress?" he tried again. Jack looked up to find Jason still sitting there, looking very uncomfortable. He pulled the blankets up over them and let her know he was calling her. "What, Jason?" She was exhausted, and he could hear it in her voice. "Can I leave now? I need to get cleaned up and get some sleep." His words sounded odd to her, but when she sat up, she saw the stain forming. She held back her laugh. "Yeah, go ahead. Close the door behind you, and we'll deal with you disobeying me tomorrow. Oh, and Jason, don't remove that collar." With that being said, he left the room and showered. His dreams that night were full of him dominating her, making her do everything he wanted. He came again in his sleep. "Jack, that was amazing," she said. She was still dazed from it all. "I thought you might enjoy it. I'd been planning it out since you left today, but I've had it in mind since we talked about it," he smiled. "Want me to take the cuffs and collar off before you go to sleep, love?" He knew she was drifting, but he had to ask. "Hmmm? No, I'm fine, hon. You may have to work this week, but I don't. They're staying on...or at least the collar is," she said sleepily. He smiled to himself. They always took their vacations together, and this time was no different. He had just acted like he forgot to request the time off. He knew she wouldn't be upset with him. She was already drifting in and out of sleep. Jack placed a kiss on the top of her head and pulled her closer. Soon, they were both fast asleep.