Page 17 of Wickedly Played (Checkmate #1)
Chapter Fifteen
SERENA
I take a few moments to freshen up before Caden arrives at my room. After I lay out what I want to do with him, he starts knocking on the door. I answer the door with a smile, ushering him into the room.
“Kneel,” I command.
Caden automatically kneels in front of me with his head bowed. He is the picture of perfection right now with his submission. Still clothed, I walk around him with a whip in my hand. The leather is heavy, feeling cool to my heated flesh.
“Good boy, pet. Have you done what I asked of you?” I continue to stroll around him until I’m in front of him with the whip aimed at hitting him on the back. “You may answer.”
“I have. I haven’t gambled, I haven’t drunk alcohol, I haven’t touched myself. I promise!”
“Very well. I’m glad you have pleased me,” I murmur. Leaning over at the waist, I rip his shirt down the middle with the little buttons ping all over the room. He breathes heavily at the intensity of what he knows he’s going to get next.
Carefully, I balance on one heeled foot and use my other to press against his chest. I push him back against the hard floor. He falls back with a thud, and his eyes dilate from excitement.
“Since you have obeyed me this time, I will give you what you want, pet.” I straddle his waist with my pussy resting against his belly button.
Caden is one of the better subs, and I know a lot of the Dommes love to work with him.
After the first time he was assigned to me, he only wanted to be with me.
We have spent the past year together exploring his desires, and he has shared a great deal about his home life with me.
His wife is pretty emasculating at home, making him feel out of control.
He comes to see me because he knows I will make him feel good.
I grind down on him, relishing in the look on his face. I reach over to grab some of the bindings off the bed and tie his wrists to the frame. After he’s secured, I spin him on his back.
“Can I have a color?” I ask him, standing over him. He’s breathing as if he ran a marathon.
“Green, Mistress. Thank you.”
I’m stepping on his back with my heels to stimulate him a little more. He’s groaning at the intensity of my heels piercing his back. “You are such a good pet,” I praise.
Caden is getting dressed in one of the shirts he carries with him after our sessions.
His eyes are still a little dazed after he came in his pants from the pain of my heels pressing into his back.
I rubbed a balm over his skin to make sure it didn’t scar since I broke his skin.
Caden loves to be cradled to my chest after he comes and feels my nails scratch against his scalp.
“You did wonderfully, pet.”
He looks over at the door before turning his brown eyes back to mine. “Thank you, Mistress. I will see you in two weeks.”
I kiss him on the cheek as I lead him out of the room. Joey is watching from the room, and his eyes widened in shock at what he saw. I can tell he’s turned on from the two visits I had. His lips are opened into an O shape as his chest rises and falls rapidly.
“Serena, that was so fucking hot,” he mutters from behind me. “I’ve been a Dom in a relationship before and never imagined how hot it would be to submit to a woman.”
“Uh, thanks,” I retort. “Wait here. I’m going to get my stuff from the locker room.”
“Where do you think you’re going, Mistress?”
I stop in my path to see who is speaking to me. “Excuse me?”
Suddenly, I’m being pushed against the wall by a strangely familiar man. “You made me love you. You made me need you, and then you dropped me!”
He shakes my shoulders against the glass several times as I struggle to regain my bearings. “Please let me go!”
“You selfish bitch. I gave you everything I had, and you still couldn’t love me.”
“Joey!” I scream.
The man slaps me across the face, and then he’s suddenly gone. I hear the crunch of his face against the wall. Max is seething as he breaks the man’s nose.
“The woman said to let her go. You need to start listening, bastard.”
Max has the man’s arm twisted behind his back in seconds, and it was at this moment that I realized why he was hired as my bodyguard.
Max is good at thinking on his feet. He’s protective of me, and he’s willing to step into the fight.
These are all things I need in a bodyguard.
My previous guards were good, but their reaction time was slower than necessary.
The Dungeon Master, Meg, appears in the hallway and immediately steps into the situation. Meg is a badass woman who has been a switch with me a few times. “Thank you for stepping in, Max. I will take it from here.”
Max is in front of me with his hands fighting the temptation to touch me. “Sweetness, I’m so sorry I was gone.”
“It is okay. He came out of nowhere.” I look around the hallway to see if I can find Joey. Max raises an eyebrow like he’s trying to figure out who I’m looking for. “I wanted to see where your replacement was.”
“He’s currently nursing a black eye.”
“Where were you?” I ask.
“Out. Let’s get you home.”