Veiled Paramour: A Bloodbound Sisterhood Novel

Temptress

"Silk!" Jarek gasped, just as the sounding rod reached his prostate. As much as I would have enjoyed milking him again, he screamed the fucking safe word. "Figures, you've been a wimp lately," Siobhan said exasperated. "You've been more sadistic than usual, pushing me past my limits." Jarek breathed. Rolling her eyes, "I guess I'm going to have to wait for our next session," she smiled naughtily. Siobhan removed the sounding device from deep inside him causing a moan. Studying him and tossing the tool in the nearby sink, she disappeared into the bathroom to get his aftercare supplies.
Returning, Siobhan kneeled to release him from the table. He waited patiently splayed out in all his beautiful glory.
Jarek was a broad man with beautiful platinum hair, gorgeous porcelain skin, jawline as sharp as a razor's edge, he had an angular nose and the most striking blue eyes Siobhan had ever seen. His face wasn't the only thing that was beautiful, his body was corded with lean muscle that rippled under his skin.
Siobhan's favorite part about Jarek was his tattoo, a black serpent that wrapped itself around his knee and thigh, running up the length of Jarek's body to lay its head and emerald green eyes on Jarek's chest.
'Serpent', she smiled as she thought about their first session; having punished him for not being in position when she got to the Red Chamber that evening, he had tested her patience. Then, he thought he'd get away with stealing a look at her. Catching his gaze, she smirked, "Oh Honey, no." Siobhan glowered as she sauntered over to the lush, black velvet wall. She kept all of her tools on display for her thralls to see. Hoping to insight fear and arousal at the memories, or thoughts of what's to come.
As she gazed at her wall of torture, "sneaky little serpent", she thought. That's what she will put in her little black book, Serpent. She loved having secret code names for her thralls, it was like she had her own little collection of misfits, all to herself.
She grabbed her favorite tool, the riding crop. Siobhan turned to see the excitement and fear in Jarek's eyes. She cut him a sinister look and clicked her teeth, "Least amount of work, most rewarding results, especially for such an insubordinate fucking thrall like you." His eyes widened; Siobhan lashed him twice, Jarek winced. Siobhan watched with pleasure as her punishment made him erect.
Right then, she knew he was perfect for this. So willing and ready, she couldn't help but to give him what he came for, usually one session would last for hours, but she could make an exception. Kneeling onto the table at his feet, she started to lash and nibble, traveling up to his hip close enough to his piece, her breathing made him squirm with anticipation. Noticing his candor, she lashed his groin, as Jarek groaned, she lashed him again, this time across his chest. "You will not make a sound. You will be quiet, in the presence of your temptress." Jarek bit his lip in submission.
"Thrall, watch what I do to you, I want you to commit this to memory." As she slid her beautiful, manicured hand on to him and began to stroke. Her firm grip made Jarek struggle to keep his eyes open. Shocked that pain and pleasure could be blissful, Jarek spilled himself for her while she worked his piece until there was nothing left.
Caressing the smile that played across her lips while reminiscing, she decided to make tonight's session a treat for Jarek. "He was a good little Serpent after all", she thought. Working the shackles loose, she noticed Jarek staring at her longingly, she smiled and released his legs. Siobhan massaged the tension from his ankles with the most sensual smelling massage oil, arnica and lavender, Jarek took a deep breath, he loved that scent. Being as gentle as possible, Siobhan didn't want him to have a drop. Knowing that she would have to level him out properly, Siobhan slowly, methodically made her way up his calves and thighs. Jarek let out a soft moan, smiling slyly, Siobhan whispers, "I see you're not quite done." Glancing at his arousal, hard, pulsing, wanting.
Knowing that Jarek was searing with anticipation, she stayed just a little longer on his thighs right at the edge of his groin, she massages his hips using slow circles and trails. Intentionally massaging his abdomen as close as possible without grazing his length, Siobhan lingers. Watching him tense with excitement, she sees his tip glistening with impatience. "Let's talk about payment for services rendered," she sighed, continuing to massage.
Opening his languid eyes and fixating on the sultry goddess he adored. Admiring how gingerly she cared for him, how soft her touch could be, especially after a session this intense. Jarek admired everything about Siobhan, her fiery red, silken hair, brown sugar skin that enrobed her voluptuous body, her soft angular face, high cheekbones and plump red lips that he longed to have wrapped around him in the most erotic ways. He loved seeing those striking, gold eyes pierce him as she worked him over, even the way she made him feel safe.
He was so taken with her, but Jarek knew that she didn't reciprocate. Siobhan was a strict temptress, he had to keep his faculties, or their contract would cease. Siobhan worked her massage up to Jarek's chest and outward to his arms. She released the shackles by his hands and guided his arms down to rest by his sides, as she continued to massage him, bringing him back to reality, she awaited his response.
Realizing he had left her to wonder, he snapped out of his thoughts and responded hazily, "A payment of seven hundred and fifty dollars was transferred to you at four this evening, Temptress." Siobhan smiled wickedly, "That's just what I like to hear." She worked her way to his glistening member, "I see you're yearning for a final release."
Moving her hands closer to his piece she felt Jarek buck. "Ah, ah, ah Jare, if you continue to be so eager, I will leave you to care for yourself." She whispered. Jarek groaned, and thought, "For fucks sake, she wouldn't even have to touch me at this point, she could lightly breathe on it and I'll erupt everywhere." Just as the thought crossed his mind, Siobhan wrapped her beautiful mouth around his throbbing length. Jarek gasped, and let out a near silent moan.
Siobhan took all of him into her mouth, pushing him back into her tonsils, tightening her throat, she felt him harden. Releasing him and sliding her hot, wet mouth up his length, she treated him like a lollipop she hadn't had in years. Siobhan pumped harder and faster, taking him to the hilt with every stroke. She could feel him pulsing and knew he was close. She grabbed his length with her hand, massaging and sucking rhythmically. Feeling the build of climax, Jarek spilled into her mouth. Siobhan worked him until he had nothing left to give. Watching her swallow his offering, he let out a deep, satisfied groan.
Wiping Jarek from the corner of her mouth, Siobhan shifted her weight to reach for the bottle of water and package of sea salt caramels from the care kit. Passing them to Jarek, she motioned to the lounge and said, "Go, sit, make yourself comfortable." Opening the water immediately he chugged half the bottle, then made quick work of the caramels. Watching him enjoy his snack, Siobhan grabbed the wash basin, padded over to the sink, poured eucalyptus wash into it, and turned on the warm water.
Filling the basin, Siobhan smiled to herself, pleased with how Jarek's session was going. This type of work came to her naturally, she did come from violence, which made her great at this. Not to mention, she benefits from her thralls. "Anything is better than sitting on a throne," she murmurs.
Although her mother, Aleata, would not agree. What would her elitist mother know about real life anyway? Aleata Blackwood, Queen of the Royal Sanguisuge Family? Siobhan laughed at the thought. She could not imagine her mother in the throes of life amongst the ephemerals, it was a laughable notion. Clearing her head, she needed to focus on the session.
Jarek lifted himself from the session table and slid his joggers back on. He took his place in the red upholstered, wing-back chair trimmed with rose gold filigree. It was closest to the fireplace, he enjoyed feeling the warmth trickle into his skin. Settling back and thinking to himself, how much he needed that punishment and reward, how astonishing Siobhan is, and how enthralled he is with her. He would think back on tonight for weeks to come. Just as he allowed his eyes to flutter shut, he heard the water stop and footsteps come his way. Jarek lazily opened his eyes and watched as Siobhan approached him. She was an ethereal vision, her hair slightly damp, with wild curls forming a halo around her face, no doubt caused by the sweat she worked up during their session. He smiled at the thought of her beautiful, flushed skin, hour-glass curves and the way she walked like nothing was beneath her feet, making her seem like a real life goddess. Jarek felt himself start to harden again, he had to stop. He was her thrall, not her boyfriend. The terms of their contract made that perfectly clear.
Siobhan smiled gingerly, "Did you enjoy your session today?" Jarek smiled thoughtfully, "It was intense, but just what I needed. I am so adrenaline drunk, and endorphin high, it's euphoric." he smiled. "Who knew getting sounded and sucked like that was exactly what I needed to rectify my shitty week." Siobhan chuckled, "Your sense of humor always gets me. When we first started having sessions I thought you'd never come back." Wide-eyed, Jarek laughed, "I almost didn't. The whole Temptress and Thrall thing eluded me, I didn't fully grasp what I was in for." Siobhan grinned coyly, "Most don't, but I am glad you chose to come back. It's not for the faint of heart, that's for sure. So, thank you for keeping me in business." Siobhan winked.
She grabbed the cloth from the basin and started to wring it out, Jarek cleared his throat, "Temptress, you're forgetting the second half of your payment." Realizing she'd forgotten, she blushed. Siobhan rose to her feet and straddled Jarek's lap.
Once they were both settled Siobhan breathed, "Same place as always?" Jarek nodded, "As you wish Temptress."