A Very Furry Christmas

Caitlin went to open the bottle of wine to celebrate and also take the edge off her nerves. She'd been desperate to see Jason again and with the condition that she could walk away at any time, she'd reckoned the risk was worth taking. The couple of glasses of wine she'd had might also have influenced her decision to come over unannounced.

Jason took the wine from her and shook his bed. "I want you present for this. There's no point in you getting drunk and not remembering half of what we got up to. That isn't going to help either of us."

She decided against telling him about the couple of glasses she'd already had. By the look of it he'd had a few beers himself, so she thought they were even.

"Now what? Do we have to draw up a contract? Go through a catalogue of sex toys ticking the ones I'm willing to try?" She wasn't exactly sure what level of dominant partner she had here. Was Jason the complete control freak who'd tell her what to eat, how to dress and monitor her menstrual cycle? She might have a problem with that.

The smile on his face was comforting. "We'll take things at your pace. This is a trial run, as you said. Let's just try a few things out for size. The fact you're here says you trust me this far."

"You know I do. I wouldn't let just any man tie me up and beat me for kicks." Her smart mouth earned her one of those dark looks and she knew he was itching to get her in that room for a spanking. A hunch which was proved correct when he grabbed her hand with a growl and marched her towards the room which had been dominating her thoughts since she'd first seen it.

The first thing he did was strip off her jersey. His only tell that he was surprised by the lack of underwear beneath was the clenching of his jaw.

"I want you like this every time you come into this room.”

She nodded. It didn't seem particularly fair that he got to wear a pair of jeans while she stood here naked and vulnerable, but she said nothing. He gave her the impression she wasn't aloud to speak unless he gave her permission. "You'll need a safe word too. Something you'll say to let me know you've reached your limit."

"Polar bear," she said, receiving an eye roll in response.

"We'll start slow. Do you want to take a look at the floggers and see what one you'd be more comfortable with?"

She nodded again, although she thought 'comfortable' was the wrong word for this occasion. Her pulse was racing, her body tense, waiting for whatever Jason had in store for her tonight.

"You can talk. I need to know what you're okay with for future sessions." He held out her hand and smacked it with one of his toys.

"Stings a bit but it's not painful."

"They'll all sting a bit," he said, with a devilish glint in his eye. "This one is a crop. It's good to begin with."

"Okay." She had no option but to take his word for it.

"We're going to do a little trust exercise." He took a length of black silk and tied it around her eyes, so she was blindfolded and completely in the dark.

She couldn't stop her body shaking when she was standing her naked, completely at his mercy.

"Relax. I want you to enjoy this too," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot on her skin and making the hair on the back of her neck stand to attention. Then he dropped a gentle kiss on her lips, and she knew everything was going to be okay. Her breathing was the only sound she could hear until he moved the soft pad of his footsteps sounded across the room. He took her wrist and clamped it with something cold and metallic behind her back. Cuffs, she supposed, as he clamped the other with it. Now she couldn't see or move. Her breathing became quicker now, anticipating where he would literally strike next.

The soft leather of the crop brushed across her cheek and over her lips. It wasn't so bad. He was right. This was kind of sexy. Completely surrendering to...oh. He swatted her nipple, the pain sharp and quick but not unpleasant. "Was that okay?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, more breathlessly than she'd expected. "Good."

That was enough for him to continue the test, trailing the flat end of the crop down the center of her body until he reached the soft mound of her pussy. Surely, he wasn't going to -? He did. Swatting her quickly, the sting confusing her senses between arousal and pain. She sucked in a short breath.

"Good girl," he whispered into her ear again and now there was no doubt what it was coursing through her body. She was definitely more turned on than turned off by everything he was doing to her.

Before she could brace herself for the next stage of his unusual seduction, his lips were back on hers. He didn't give her time to enjoy the kiss, moving on to the nipple he'd struck with the crop to lick and suck it until she was crying out with that arousing pain. Jason took it as a sign to move on and kissed her in the other place he'd smacked her with the strip of leather. She squirmed as his lips found hers, his tongue dipped inside her to soothe the sensitive spot he'd previously left. He stopped almost as soon as he started, and Caitlin wanted to grab hold of his head and keep him there. Instead, all she could do was groan in frustration. This was absolute torture.

"Don't worry. All good things come to those who wait."

"Fucker," she spat, forgetting herself and instantly regretting the outburst.

"That's not very ladylike, Caitlin. There's one thing you're going to learn about being with me is that there are consequences for any bad behavior."

She felt his hand at her elbow, and he escorted her to another part of the room.

"Lie down. Face first." It wasn't easy to do when her hands were cuffed behind her back but with Jason's assistance she did as he was asked. The bench beneath her was cold but soft. More leather she surmised. It was also angled so her backside seemed to be raised in the air. She had a feeling she knew what was coming next.

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"I'm sorry," she said weakly, hoping he'd go easy on her.

"It's a little too late for that." He stroked something soft across her backside. "I thought we'd try something different. This is a flogger with long strands of leather to spread out that stinging sensation." "Great," she muttered, picturing a cat of nine tails lashing her until her ass was red raw.

"You're someone who's very tactile, Caitlin. You should enjoy the variety of sensations these playthings can elicit."

She heard him grunt as he struck her the first time and she cried out. That one hurt but she also knew she was wet, something inside her clearly enjoying that slap of leather on her flesh. Another smack then she heard the rasp of his zipper. Clearly, he was turned on as she was by the whole absurd play.

With his hands on her hips, he plunged his thick member into her slick channel from behind. He fucked her slowly with hard, forceful movements, then he withdrew, and she heard him pull the zipper up again.

"Please, Jason. I don't know how much more of this I can take."

"Fuck! Are you okay?" He immediately helped her to her feet. She was embarrassed as she felt the drool at the side of her mouth where she'd been pushed against the bench.

"I'm fine. It's just a bit much." It was difficult to say that she just wanted him to fuck her and stop all the messing around when this was his idea of foreplay. All of which had worked, of course, when every cell in her body was crying out for more of him.

He released the cuffs from her wrists and untied the blindfold before spinning her around to face him. Taking a corner of the silk, he dabbed at the sides of her mouth.

"You didn't use your safe word. Did I hurt you?" His eyes were sweeping over her and he seemed genuinely alarmed at the prospect.

"No, I..." To her horror, tears were beginning to blur her vision and her knees were trembling beneath her.

"Fuck!" he said again, then scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed.

Where she'd expected to feel the coolness of silk sheets against her naked skin, Caitlin was surprised to find a layer of teddy-bear-fur cushioning her body. "What's this?" When she looked, she found he'd covered the bed with a white faux fur blanket.

"I thought you might prefer something comforting to lie on once we were finished. I'm sorry if I got carried away."

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She stroked the side of his face tenderly, loving that he wanted to look after her. "I just got a bit emotional. I've no idea why."

"It's all new. I suppose it can be quite overwhelming. Your aftercare is important to me as everything else. Rest for now and I'll get you home when you've recovered." He went to move off her but that wasn't what she wanted at all. "No. I need you. That was the problem. I wanted you so much it hurt."

"This really isn't in the rules, you know. We make love when I say so." He was laying down the law again but doing it with a grin. She hoped it meant she would get her own way at least this once.

"I'm not a very good student. You must be regretting taking me on."

"Not at all. I like a challenge." Jason unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them off, so he was as naked as she wanted.

This time when he kissed her it was long and slow. Loving and tender. Caitlin folded against his body thinking she could die here happy sandwiched between him and a layer of teddy-bear.

None of this had gone as he'd expected but Jason couldn't say he was disappointed with how his evening had turned out. Even with the small introduction Caitlin had into his world, they were both fit to burst with lust for one another. He was mostly glad he hadn't done anything to hurt her and put her off the idea altogether. This was only their first step. She had a lot to learn and he had plenty of time to teach her. For now, he was over the moon that she'd begun the journey with him and wanted him as much as he wanted her. He'd tested his own limits tonight and he was happy to give her everything she craved.

With his thumb he stroked the length of her pussy, pushing gently inside her, watching as she closed her eyes and lay back. Waiting for him.

"You're so wet."

"Whose fault is that?" she giggled.

It was a good sign to find her turned on to such an extent. Things would never have worked if she'd been frightened or intimidated in any way. She hadn't ended the session because she was in pain but because she was horny. It brought a smile to his face even though it was naughty of a sub to manipulate him in such a fashion. He'd get his own back some day. Tonight, they could simply enjoy the fruits of their labor so far.

He wasn't gentle as he thrust inside her, but he knew she didn't need him to be. They were both done with him taking his time. Now it was all about satisfaction and they weren't leaving this room until they found it.

Jason braced himself against the headboard and plunged inside her. Caitlin raised her hips to meet him, holding him deep and fast. He almost lost it there as she wrapped herself around his body, urging him further as she dug her heels into his backside.

When she reached down to grab his balls, stroke his length as he moved in and out of her, he lost the tentative hold he had left on his restraint. His mind flickered over the images of her tied up, bent over the flogging bench, ready and waiting for him. It was a sight that could make a man come with the thought alone. Lucky bastard that he was, Jason still had his cock inside the pussy of that fantasy woman.

He came with a guttural roar, pounding her until every last drop left his body and Caitlin had followed him over the edge.