Page 20 of Our Unexpected Beginning (Club Surrender #4)

On either side of the door, the walls had mirrors. In the center of the room four chairs were surrounding a saddle-like contraption sitting on a less than two-foot pedestal.

“Lose the dress and present.”

Julia pulled the tie to the satin robe. The material was still cool against her flushed skin. Placing the robe over one of the chairs, she slipped her bra off. Hissing as the material rubbed against her sensitive nipples.

Graham shrugged off his jacket and folded it off to the side, his shoes and belt were next. He tugged his shirt from the waistband of his jeans, leaving it open and finally in his element.

He pulled open the top drawer to the implement cabinet and moved to stand in front of Julia. He brushed his thumbs across her nipples, digging into the tender buds with his nail.

Julia’s eyes closed on a moan as his mouth wrapped around her nipple, tugging and drawing it into his mouth. As quickly as his mouth started he replaced it with a pair of simple screw clamps.

“Now you tell me if those are too much. I need to make sure you’re ready for tonight.” He leaned in and kissed her soundly, silencing any questions her anxieties conjured up for her.

Her skin flushed and Julia sighed into his touch. He rested one hand on her hip and the other teased her clamped nipple until their breathing synced.

“You’re so beautiful.” He retrieved a hank of rope from his selected arsenal. Graham held out his arm and led her to stand next to the Symbian. She caught sight of the open leather saddle leading to two pistons underneath. They had screwheads for different toy attachments.

“Oh, oh, am I going for a pony ride, Daddy?” she teased with a big grin.

“Keep it up with that Daddy talk, I’ll get the new ginger plug Wes carved this afternoon.”

“Your ears get so red when I aggravate you.” She was pleased with herself.

“Fuck, you’re bratty tonight.” Graham’s smile widened. “Acting like a brat will get you treated like one, Jules.”

“I’m yours to do as you wish.”

“Yes, yes you are.” Graham raised her arms out to the side and he began to loop the rope around the back of her neck, down her left shoulder to cross under her right breast. He repeated the star pattern, pulling her ribs in and breasts up high.

Graham circled around Julia, pulling the ropes he tied. He completed the chest harness, with her arms tied to her thighs with a slip-knot. He figure eight wrapped her breasts, pinking the already swollen flesh. The tighter the ropes pulled, the calmer she became. “How do you feel?”

Her eyes fluttered closed and her breathing slowed as her heartbeat settled. “Goosh, Sirrrr.” Julia slurred. She tipped her face toward his touch with a sigh.

“If I had known you’d purr, I would have done this sooner, kitten.” Graham dipped down and brushed his lips over hers. “Fuckin’ addicting.”

“I’ll be a good kitten, Sir.”

“That’s my good girl. I will be pushing tonight.” His eyes glinted. “But I will also be checking in more. Is that understood?”

Julia’s heart swelled, and she wished she could hug his neck. “Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

“Good. Now I’ll help you on. I can swap the attachments from the underside. If anything is uncomfortable you will Meatloaf your way out of it.”

“Understood.” Julia smirked. “I’d salute you, but my hands are tied.”

Graham helped her onto the plush saddle. Her thighs spread wide and her knees settled in special padded rests. Julia’s hips relaxed, and she sighed, getting herself situated and ready for his torment.

“Lean forward, please.” His hand slipped between the cheeks of her ass and she felt the cool, wet touch of lube. Graham used two fingers to slowly manipulate the tight hole, getting it slick for his instrument of choice.

Graham’s fingers dipped lower and he crooked them inside her pussy, eliciting a surprised cry. She tried to rock into his fingers but couldn’t with the position of the saddle.

He placed his palm between her breasts, fisting in the knotted rope and holding her steady. “A beautiful, needy, goddess spread wide open for me to do any manner of nasty things to you.” Graham pressed his lips against her ear. “There’s nothing you can do now, princess.”

Julia shuddered, lowering her head with a moan at the loss of his fingers. Graham retrieved a metal hook and screwed on a tapered ball at the end. He stood in front of her and held it close to her face.

“Kiss it.”

She obeyed, her eyes trained on him.

He tied a knot on one end and Graham crouched down next to her. He positioned her forward again and with one hand on her ass, and the other holding the hook. Graham pressed the slicked metal against her asshole with slow and steady pressure.

Julia moaned, her hips jerking when the widest part of the ball stretched her anal muscles and slipped inside her. The sensations of hot, cold, and hard were overwhelming. Her pussy tightened on nothing, desperate to be filled.

Once the hook was deeply seated in place, it stood straight up between her cheeks like a beacon. Graham pulled the attached rope gently, changing the angle of the hook and tied the loose end to an underhand knot in the center of her back. It was secured and unmovable without his manipulation .

Graham ran his hands over her skin, leaving behind a warm trail as he checked over the rope harness.

Her breasts were a few shades darker with the rope supporting them.

He grazed the backs of his fingers over the sensitive skin, his nail catching the nipple clamp and sending shockwaves through her system.

“Graham, Sir.”

He moved to the stool in front of the Symbian and went to work on the under attachments. Julia caught a glimpse of the orange grinder pad and hollow dildo sleeve as he set them in place.

The shaft rested at her swollen opening and didn’t move until Graham picked up the remote and turned the piston on.

It inches into her at a slow pace, her hips jerked to accept more. She sighed when it sank its length into her. The vibrations started low and increased with every thrust.

Julia’s whines filled the room, Graham watching her intently as she writhed with overwhelming pleasure.

“Oh, my, god. Sir, please...”

“You’re so beautiful when you beg for me.” He touched her face. “All those tears for me.” Graham lovingly brushed them away. He began to play with the clamps on her nipples, flicking the metal and heightening sensation.

Julia’s struggles change, her fingers balled into fists. “Sir...” He was too entranced to hear her. Swallowing down her stubborn pride, Jules reached out to grab his arm, splaying her hands wide. “Graham!”

He quickly checked in, noticing her discomfort. “What is it? What do you need?”

Her vision blurred. “The clamps hurt, I’m so sensitive.”

“Don’t worry. I got you.” One at a time, Graham released the clamps, quickly soothing the tender buds with his tongue. He sucked gently and Julia moaned, arching her bound breasts toward him.

His mouth moved back to her other nipple, drawing harder until Julia let out a surprised cry. Graham pulled back and she met his lustful stare. “Fuck, did you feel that?”

Julia pressed her lips together and nodded.

Graham firm and steady pressure to pinch and roll her nipples until the milky fluid was released, splattering on Graham’s chest. He swore and continued to manipulate her breasts.

Every pull felt as if it was attached to her clit. The constant sensitive throb coursed through her, threatening to throw her over the edge.

“Oh, God. G-graham.”

“Are you going to come?” Her eyes pleaded for mercy. “You have no limitations, Jules.”

He leaned in and brushed his lips over hers, his fingers continuing his skillful manipulation. “Come for me, my little milking whore. ”

In disbelief Julia came with a cry, Graham’s clever fingers tugged her nipples in a steady rhythm drawing out her release.

“Graham!” The second orgasm slammed into her quickly behind the first and Julia’s thighs shook with strain, unable to clench together.

Graham adjusted the angle of the toy in her pussy. The new angle rubbed against the metal plug through her thin walls. Her knees clenched against the Symbian, her thighs shaking as another orgasm raced her spine and she saw white behind her eyes.

Graham leaned in and kissed her panting mouth. “Your screams and tears are mine. They’re so beautiful when I rip them from you.” His tongue ran over her cheek, lapping the tears that escaped the corners of her eyes.

Julia reached Graham with her loosely bound hands, her frustration growing when she didn’t have enough slack.

Graham stood and she gazed up at him. He trailed his finger across her lips, slipping the digit past her teeth and coating her tongue with the taste of her milk. He shifted his feet forward, fisting his hand in her hair.

“I think you should clean up your mess, little girl.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her cheeks and neck flushed with embarrassment, she leaned in and ran her tongue over his stomach and toward the Vee of his waist.

Graham changed the speed again, this time to one of the lowest settings so it drew out and called attention to every nerve inside her swollen sex.

Julia moaned, her head falling back as she spasmed against the unyielding hook and ball. “Graham, please.” She whispered hoarsely, gazing up at him.

“Tell me.”

“I need you. I need you inside me. Graham. Please. “ The need for him grew. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his stomach and jean covered cock, seeking any point of contact. “Please. I’m a good girl, Sir.”

Graham’s eyes darkened and he set the controller down. He made quick work of untying her hands and removing the hook. Julia leapt toward him, not allowing him to get to his feet. She grabbed his face and kissed him roughly.

“Assertive, horny, kitten.” He observed as they fumbled with his jeans. She pushed him back and then down onto the padded ground.

Julia grabbed his forearm and used it for leverage to straddle his waist. Sinking on his cock, she sighed contently. “Yes, yes, please.”

She placed her palms against his chest and began moving her hips in circles. Julia cried out, tightening around his thick cock as she took his full length.

He grabbed her hips and dug his fingers into her. “That’s it, bounce on my cock. Fuck– yeah –just like that.“ Graham’s hips bucked and Julia grabbed his open shirt to hang on.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou.” Julia chanted barely above a whisper, arching her back, taking every hard thrust and returning it in equal .

“Take my cum.” he grunted through gritted teeth. Julia watched him writhe beneath her, riding his first orgasm and talking her through her fourth. “Perfect, snug, cunt is mine. To fill, to fuck. Mine.”

*

Julia sighed buried in her new aftercare blanket. It cocooned her in warmth as her mind floated in and out of focus. Graham led her out of the club and back to his place. She’d missed bits of conversation but was too blissed out to worry enough to focus on them.

“You were absolutely breathtaking tonight. Fucking hot.” Graham’s warm mouth is on her neck and she arches into him.

“Listen, I might like a few questionably humiliating things but I will not moo for you.”

Graham pressed his lips together, stifling a laugh. “So it’s a mo-OO-ot point to argue with you?”

She buried her face in his chest. “I haven’t given birth yet and you’re already starting with the dad jokes.”

Julia sighed, tugging on Graham’s shirt to keep him close.

“Are you okay, kitten?”

She shrugged. “Yes, no, getting there? I don’t know what’s hormonal and what’s emotional.” Julia placed her hand on her belly between them. “Everything’s changing and I guess it’s my turn to worry if I have the tools I need for this. ”

“Hey,” He cupped her cheek. “I’m sorry that someone told you that you were odd– quirky –or too loud. Because you’re not. I will spend every second of the rest of my life rewiring that part of your brain that believed them.”

Emotion welled in her throat.

“You’re not too loud, too silly, too different, or anything else that’s been said. Anyone who doesn’t see that, well that’s just too damn bad!“ He gripped her chin. “It’s their loss and a gift I won’t squander.”

The words he spoke wrapped around her heart, found every crack, and poured their way in. Filling and healing the parts that were discarded as too deep to repair.

Julia sighed deeply, pulling him close. “I know loving me isn’t easy. But the most effortless thing in my life is loving you.” She whispered tearfully against his neck.

She’d healed from bolting like a scared colt to a woman ready to embrace the rain with someone at her side. “I love you.” The gravity of speaking the words out loud wasn’t lost on either of them.

His eyes softened, and he pulled her close, cupping her face. “I love you,” Graham whispered against her lips, then kissed her soundly.

“I can handle anything life throws at us every day as long as at the end of it you’re in my bed.”

Julia shook her head. “Our bed.”