Selena Kitt - Katie and the Dom

Then she felt his hands on her shoulders, moving under the collar of her shirt, massaging over her collarbone, making her shiver again, this time not with cold.

“Get undressed, Katie,” he whispered against her ear, his fingers tracing the top lace edge of her bra under her blouse. “Or I’m going to spank you for disobeying me.”

She closed her eyes at his words, savoring them. They were far more delicious to her than tiramisu. Unbuttoning her blouse with shaky hands, she watched Liam walk toward the water, completely nude. And she’d thought he was good-looking with his clothes on? She’d never seen a finer specimen of a man in her life.

Turning her back, she shrugged off her blouse, wincing at the cold, her nipples so hard they hurt. Teeth chattering, she unzipped her skirt, pulling it and her pantyhose off, stepping out of her heels, whimpering as her toes touched the hard, frozen concrete. Now it was just her bra and panties, and she could go into the hot tub. She unclasped her front-hook bra, wondering if Liam was watching, but too afraid to turn around and look. He’s already seen you naked, she reminded herself, but still… she couldn’t do it.

Katie hooked her bra again, turning around to see Liam in the corner of the hot tub, arms stretched out along the sides, relaxing. He was watching her. She left her bra and panties-just plain white cotton-decidedly on. She was undressed enough for hot-tubbing, she reasoned, hurrying around the pool through the snow toward the steps, squealing the whole way, her feet numb with cold. She sighed in relief as her toes hit the water, but the sudden temperature change made it feel so hot her skin burned.

She glanced at Liam as she waded into the effervescent froth. He was still just watching, not saying anything, as she sank deeper, still shivering, the water searing her flesh, steam rising all around them in a fog. There were seats along the edge and she made her way around, closer to him, wondering what he was thinking-what he was planning. That thought made her feel far hotter than any Jacuzzi.

“I don’t like playing games.”

She bit her lip, frowning. “What do you mean?”

“I told you to get undressed.”

“Oh.” Katie shrugged and then smiled, a little slyly. “Well, you didn’t say fully undressed.”

“That’s what I mean by playing games.” Liam didn’t return her smile. His face was deadly serious. “What you are is a brat. Do you know what a brat is?”

“Yes.” She blushed. By definition, it was a submissive who caused trouble or acted up to get her Dom’s attention.

“You’ll find that I say what I mean and I mean what I say. Now stand up.”

“But it’s so cold!” Katie hesitated and then saw the look on his face. She rose up out of the water, the bitter wind biting at her skin, making her yelp in surprise.

“Your underwear is see-through when it’s wet.” Liam’s gaze moved over her.

When she stood, the water lapped and frothed around her thighs, just below the crotch of her panties. She glanced down, realizing he was right. The dark triangle between her legs was clearly visible and the cold made her nipples so hard they practically poked through her bra. Her areolas were dark stains under the material, framing the jut of her coffee-colored nipples.

“And I’ve seen it all before.”

She blushed at his reminder. That day in the basement, how gentle and kind he’d been, how he’d taken charge of the situation. And then the drive home. She’d never felt closer to anyone. How was it possible? Just being with him with her clothes on left her feeling raw and vulnerable. How much more exposed could she get?

He was slow and lazy, like a cat, and like a predator, she had the sense that he could pounce at any moment. “Put your arms at your sides.”

She hadn’t realized she was hugging herself for warmth-or maybe trying to cover herself. She dropped them, shivering, teeth chattering.

“Bend over.” He was moving towards her and she found herself instinctively moving away, looking for an escape. She knew what was coming. He said what he meant and he meant what he said.

“But-”

Liam shook his head and sighed. “Stand on the ledge.”

He pointed to the seat that ran across the inside edge of the pool. It was submerged in the water, but much higher than the bottom of the hot tub. She didn’t protest this time, although now almost all of her body was out, the water gurgling at about mid-shin level.

“Grab the edge,” he instructed, moving closer. She gripped the blue-rimmed edge of the hot tub, which forced her to bend over, her bottom in the air, the wind merciless. She wouldn’t be surprised if her panties were frozen to her skin!

“When I tell you to do something, I mean exactly what I say.” Liam’s big hand moved lightly over her behind and Katie gasped, looking back to see him behind her. He rose out of the water like a god, water sheeting off his tanned skin. “Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes closed and facing front, anticipating what was coming.

He grabbed her panties in his fist and pulled them up-hard-tugging them between her pussy lips and ass cheeks.

“Oh!” She bit her lip, thankful she was holding onto the side of the pool to keep her steady. And then his hand came down against her bare ass, the sting unbearable, far worse than the cold. “Oh god!”

He spanked her. As often as she’d read about it, nothing could have prepared her for the reality of being spanked, how humiliating, how painful-how exciting. Her ass stung, but her pussy began to swell and grow slick as Liam worked her ass, his skill apparent, moving around, finding just the right next-spot where she hadn’t been spanked yet.

And then it was over and they were both breathing hard, the sound of the whirlpool humming around them as Liam grabbed her by the waist, pulling her back into the water. She turned, clinging, arms around his thick neck, unmindful of the tears on her cheeks. This man had already seen her cry more times than she wanted to count.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, burying her face against his shoulder, the hot water cooling the burning sting of her ass.

“Good.” His lips brushed the top of her head. “Now, get undressed.”

Katie had to let him go, and she didn’t want to, but she stood in spite of the cold, letting him see her, all of her, unhooking her bra in the front and sliding it off her shoulders. Her breasts weren’t big, and her areolas and nipples took up half of them, fat and puffy. She tossed her bra to the side of the hot tub and then worked down her panties. Her pussy was neatly trimmed but not shaved, and she saw Liam looking as her panties joined her bra at the side of the pool.

“Come here.” He pulled her, naked now, into his arms, and she reveled in it, wrapping her legs around his waist-it was like straddling a tree trunk-as he sank further below the surface, taking her with him. They were submerged in the warmth to their shoulders and Liam’s hands moved over her body, exploring, shoulders and waist, ass and thighs.

“Liam,” she whispered, realizing it was the first time she’d said his name out loud. She loved the feel of it in her mouth and it made her want to repeat it, over and over, so she did, whispering it into his ear. “Liam, Liam, Liam…”

“Yes, Kitten?”

She liked this new nickname.

“I want you.” She nuzzled his ear, kissing the line where his dark hair curled at the nape of his neck. “I want you so much I can’t think about anything else.”

She felt him, rising up like a steel beam, trapped between his belly and hers. She knew he wanted her too and she couldn’t help moving, grinding, whimpering with longing.

“Eager kitty.” He chuckled, but his hands moved to grab her ass, pulling her in tighter, making them both sigh with pleasure. “Tight-laced, buttoned up little librarian by day… hot little sex kitten underneath.”