Behind the Mask

Chapter 14

Marissa's POV

I was starting to get nervous. I was supposed to head to Chloe and Jackson's after work, but with everything that's happened this week I wasn't sure. My fingers brushed across my lips as I thought about lunch with Kota and Nate. Three different men had kissed me in less than twenty-four hours.

"Hey, you got a minute?" Chloe said, snapping me out of my daydreams.

"Sure."

She gave me a curious look and then sat down, "So, a slight change in plans," she groaned. "Jackson's mom just called and she's bringing the boys back. Troy's got a fever, and I'm not sure if little Jack will catch it. Looks like my weekend is going to consist of Pedialyte and applesauce instead of orgasms," she frowned.

I felt a wave of relief crash over me but tried to feign disappointment for her sake. After all, it's not Chloe that I'm having second thoughts about. "Oh, Clo, I'm so sorry. Do you need any help with the boys?"

She shook her head, "Oh hell no! You need to stay clear of them, we all know how you get when you're sick," she smirked. She was right, I get very childish and bratty. I'd done my best to always hide my little tendencies from both of them, but when I'm sick it's much harder. I hadn't let myself slip fully since Winston died. "Of course, if you wanted, I could send Jackson to stay with you. At least the two of you could have some fun then."

My throat clenched, "He needs to help with the boys. Besides, you know that's not something I'm comfortable with."

"Yeah, yeah," she said, shaking her finger, "Just know that one of these days he's not going to be content with our little three ways. The man can be very persuasive when he sets his mind to it." I felt a cold sense of dread set in my stomach at her words. I know she didn't mean to sound threatening, but that's how I took it. Matter of fact, that's how he made me feel lately - like he was pushing for something more.

"I think I'll catch a movie since you two are busy," I said quickly and she just grinned as she walked out.

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I found myself at Crescent, in my room putting the final touches on my outfit. I hadn't planned to be here tonight, but after Chloe's visit, I was a bit nervous to stay home. The last thing I needed was for Jackson to show up on my doorstep.

Justin had given me the requests from the man who would be my onstage dom for the night. It seemed fairly straightforward and I loved his outfit suggestion. It was a simple babydoll-styled two-piece that had cut-away sections so my breasts could be on display when needed without going completely naked. I put on the light blue robe and mask, then Justin helped secure the blindfold. I had agreed to a sensory deprivation session. Honestly, I think it might help get me out of my own head to just feel the pain and no sounds or sights.

I felt the shift in the air as we walked down the hall and onto the stage, my feet knowing the path by memory. I'd walked these trails so many times since Winston and I had bought the dungeon. This was where I felt closest to him, where we were free to be ourselves. I remembered that last night with a soft smile on my face. It was the last kiss I'd had until the other night with Gabriel.

I laid down on the bench, allowing Justin to strap my arms above my head, then I felt another set of hands strapping my legs down, bent at the knee. "Hey beautiful," his voice whispered in my ears. "Thank you for agreeing to my suggestions. I'm not going to gag you, so if you need to use your safeword then go ahead. I give you my word I'll honor it."

His voice sounded kind and made me feel comfortable like it was almost familiar. "Thank you, sir," I said quietly as he slipped the earbuds in. All I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat in the darkness. His fingers trailed across my naked skin barely making contact. When they left, I longed for them to return. A cool object began to graze across my chest, and he removed the cutouts, letting my breast become exposed. I felt my nipples harden in the cool air of the club. The leather of a flogger skimmed over my taut nipple, then came down swiftly, making me arch and cry out. I loved the first strike the most. That moment when your adrenaline rushes with a flood of endorphins is truly divine. He was skilled with the flogger, landing just the right amount of force to make me hurt, but also sending vibrations of pleasure through my body.

My nipples ached from the stimulation and suddenly I felt his mouth on one then a sharp pressure as he attached the clamps, then switched to the other breast. They had some type of weight on them which made them pull to the side slightly with a dull ache. The next contact was the flogger against my opened thighs. I could also feel the rough fabric of his jeans brushing my skin. He alternated strikes keeping the pain new with each hit, then I cried out as the flogger made contact with my clit. Colors burst behind the blindfold as I began to float. The next hit was not with the flogger, but his open palmed hand on my now throbbing bud. It was a powerful but precise hit that made me scream, "Sir!" as I came, squirting and soaking my panties.

My body felt like it was floating and my mind became foggy as I slipped further. Strong arms lifted me, cradling me against a bare chest. I gasped slightly as I felt my back on cold sheets. I whimpered when his warmth left me but was quickly rewarded with sound as he removed the earbuds. "Hey beautiful, you did so well. You were amazing sweetie, now let me take care of you," he cooed as he gently removed the clamps. His tongue gently lapped at my sore nipples, making swirls as his hand massaged. I moaned and arched, it felt so good.

"Please," I begged, not sure what I was even asking for. I just didn't want it to stop. My whole body was sensitive and his touches were like a drug.

"What do you need, baby?" He asked, pressing more kisses along my skin, "Tell me how to make it better." I felt his hands massaging my thighs, then skim across my soaked panties. "Do you need more?"

"Yes sir, please," I whined, as I tried to reach for him, wanting him closer. He had yet to remove the blindfold. He chuckled and I heard his pants unzip and stiffened slightly.

"I won't, baby," he cooed and pulled me into his lap. He positioned me so that I was straddling him, my wet panties pressed against his erection. "Take what you need," he encouraged as he leaned me back slightly, cradling my body. My hips snapped forward when his mouth closed on my nipples again. It was like my body was not mine to control. With every lick, suckle and touch, I rocked against his cock. "Fuck, you feel so good, baby," he moaned as his hips began to move in response to mine.

His hand slapped at my breast and I jolted, crying out, "Yes, please!" He slapped my breasts, my ass, my thighs - not violent slaps but just enough to cause heat and drive my body into a frenzy. I let myself start to imagine what it would be like to have him inside of me, making me scream louder. "I need to cum, sir," I begged as my body began to shake.

His hands tangled in my hair and he pulled my hips against him, "That's it beautiful, cum for me," he groaned and I let go. I screamed loudly as my juices flooded my already soaking panties and I felt him cum on my stomach with a loud groan. He pressed me against his chest as my body shook, stroking my hair and back, whispering to me, "So perfect, so good." I whimpered when he placed me on my back on the bed. He chuckled softly, "Just a minute, baby. Let me get you cleaned up." I heard him walk away and then felt a warm cloth. "I'm going to take your outfit off. I can't really clean it up, but I promise not to do anything else."

"Yes sir," I agreed and let him strip me. He then set about his task of washing our fluids off of me. He stepped away again and came back with a soft robe and bottled water. "Thank you," I murmured as he put the blankets over me.

He sat next to me for a few moments, stroking my hair as I started to drift off. "You're welcome, baby. That was the best almost-sex I've ever had," he chuckled softly.

Luke?

Author's Notes:  I couldn't resist...

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