NDULGENT EXCERPT: Nobody's Hero

Here's an indulgent excerpt, a scene from the third book in the Rescue Me series, Nobody's Hero. Karla has been a naughty sub and is about to endure her first punishment from Master Adam. (Despite her internal assurances in this scene that this will be the last transgression, well, Karla is just too bratty and strong-willed for that to happen.)

Of course, Master Adam has just given her a mind-blowing orgasm, but given the type of torture he has in mind, that might not seem as wonderful as she thought at the time.

Excerpt from NOBODY'S HERO © Kallypso Masters, 2011, 2012

Karla smiled. “Thank you, Sir.”
“For what?”
She looked away, then back at him. “For…making me explode like that. For making me try things I didn’t think I would like to try. That orgasm was…well, awesome.”
“Not nearly as awesome as the next one will be.”
Her eyes opened wider. “Again?”
“Yes, kitten. Again and often.” He brushed a hair off her cheek. “Remember when I promised I was going to torture you? Well, I believe there’s the matter of a punishment you earned for willfully telling your Dom no a couple of times tonight.”
Her body tensed, eyes narrowed, and she scrunched the sexiest little worry lines along her forehead. He let her fear the worst a moment longer, because he knew what she conjured up in her head would be worse than any punishment she’d ever receive from him. Yet, he couldn’t resist thinking about pulling a total mind fuck on her. Hell, she’d been so easy with the chains in his office the other night. He grinned.
“Y-yes, Sir.”
“One of my favorite punishments is called orgasm torture.”
“How could an orgasm be torture?”
“You’re about to find out. Now, tell me why you’re being punished.”
Her eyes filled with regret. “Sir, I’m sorry that I told you no—repeatedly—and didn’t believe you that eating pussy was…tasty.”
Karla seemed genuinely sorry and a little bit bratty with that “tasty” remark. If she wasn’t totally submissive, she sure as hell knew how to please this Dom. Something made him wonder if she’d try just as hard if he wasn’t her Dom—if she just wanted to please him, Adam Montague, Dom or not? Was that why she’d agreed to become his slave?
He cleared his throat. He needed to keep his mind on the task at hand. He could sort out the puzzle that was Karla later.
Yeah, right.
“What have you learned?”
“That my Dom knows best. That he’ll take care of my needs no matter how uncomfortable I might be. That I should trust him.”
Hell. She’d thought it through more than he’d expected. Her sincerity pleased him. “Good girl. Thank you for trusting me, kitten.” He smiled and bent to kiss her again. When her lips began to quaver, he pulled away. She looked up at him, a silent plea in her eyes.
“What’s wrong now, kitten?”
“If I’ve learned my lesson, do you still have to punish me?”
He fought the urge to grin. “Yes, I do. A good Dom follows through on his promises—and his threats.”
She seemed to ponder that a moment, then nodded. “I’m ready, Sir.” She laid her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes, looking much like a virgin about to be fed to the lions. This time, he failed to suppress his chuckle. She grew even more tense, if possible.
“Keep your eyes closed.” Adam reached up and pulled the blindfold back over her eyes. When she nibbled her lower lip, his balls tightened. He couldn’t wait until he was buried inside her to the hilt. But first, he needed to make sure there would be no flying body parts that could prohibit him from performing later.
He slid off her and walked over to a closet where he knew he’d find some of the toys he’d need, as well. He kept each of the public bedrooms stocked with new sex toys, sexy costumes, condoms, batteries, and other items members might need. His clientele certainly paid enough to be able to afford the perks. Pulling several packages off the shelf, he returned to the bedside and laid them on the nightstand.
Surveying her position, with her hands outstretched and secured and her thighs and knees in the harnesses, anchored by chains to the sides of the bed, he only had to worry about her kicking him. He picked up two leather cuffs and attached one to each ankle, then restrained them tightly with chains to the bottom of the bed. No doubt her upper body would remain still, with the nooses as an incentive. She should be ready. Well, restraint-wise, anyway.
“How does that feel, kitten?”
“O-okay, Sir.”
This position would leave her more exposed than she might like, too, but would keep him from being attacked by his baby tiger.
Adam walked over to the nightstand and opened the packages, added the necessary batteries, and picked up the tube of lubricant he’d used earlier.
He glanced down at her. “Karla, do you trust your Dom not to harm you?” He held his breath as he waited for her response.
“Yes, I do, Sir.”
He relaxed a bit. Her surrender to him—and trust in him—made him feel like a king.

* * *

Karla felt cool air against her pussy and tender asshole and heard Master Adam ripping open packages and wondered what a tortured orgasm would be like.
“Relax for me, kitten.”
Relax? Was he fucking kidding?
“Watch your mouth.”
Like hell.
Calm down.
The running dialogue in her head didn’t help calm her, not in the least. Karla tried to relax by taking slow, deep breaths and felt herself sink into the mattress. Then she heard him open that damned drawer and wondered what else he had up his sleeve. Her shoulders and arms hurt from holding herself so stiffly. She hadn’t realized how tense she’d become.
His finger slid against her cleft from her pussy up to her clit, spreading the moisture from her orgasm to the now dry clit. Her hips bucked when he touched the nubbin. It wasn’t as sensitive as it had been right after she’d come, and she felt herself growing warm with excitement as she thought about coming again. Sex definitely was addictive.
He thrust his fingers inside her pussy and she jumped at the unexpected invasion. Her mouth dropped open as she panted. The sensations began to build; much quicker than before, and her breathing became rapid and shallow.
His fingers pulled out and she groaned. More, Sir. Then she felt something hard and cold pressing against her pussy’s opening. Too cold to be Master Adam’s penis. The hard object began to press inside her. A dildo? Her face flushed. She’d bought some toys at a party during her freshman year in college, but had opted for a clit vibrator, rather than something to put inside herself.
Adam inserted the object as far as it would go, she supposed. It pressed against the bundle of nerves Adam’s fingers had curled around earlier when he’d given her the orgasm. Then his hand was gone and she waited.
“Deep breath and hold it.”
She did as he instructed, and felt something cold and wet pressing against her asshole. “N…..” Noooo! I can’t say no or it’ll just make it worse. I trust him. He won’t harm me.
“Good girl. Now, deep breath again and hold it this time.”
She drew a ragged breath, dreading what he planned to do with whatever was about to enter her anus. “Release your breath slowly.” As she began to release the breath, he pressed the object into her. She held her breath again and steeled herself.
“Exhale the entire breath, kitten. Now.”
How could she push the object away if she was exhaling? But she did as he instructed and the object pushed against her rings, burning her asshole, until she was stretched almost as much as when he’d put two fingers inside her. Then the object made a plopping sound and he quit putting pressure against it. But it still burned like hell. Her two holes now were filled to the max. So full. But she’d rather have Master Adam’s penis inside her, not some impersonal plastic dildo.
“I’m going to go easy on you, kitten, since this is your first punishment. Three forced orgasms. Count them for me.”
Forced? He should know by now he didn’t have to force her to have an orgasm. She heard a click and the dildo became a vibrator pulsing against her vaginal walls. He increased the speed and she felt that delicious nerve center inside her, and her clit all vibrating at once. She even felt it pulsate against whatever was in her ass.
Touch my clit, Sir!
Then she heard another click and the object in her butt whirred to life as well. “Oh my God!” Sensory overload! Every muscle tingled and quaked throughout her pelvis. She squeezed her hands into fists, grabbing onto the bed sheet and holding on. She’d gone from zero to eighty like a sports car. Adam’s tongue flicked against her clit and she screamed, trying to clamp her legs together but unable to move. Her torso lifted off the bed, then slammed back down as she contorted and twitched at the pain in her nipples from the ever-tightening nooses. To be right at the edge so fast was too intense.
She screamed again. “Yes! Please! Don’t stop! Please, Sir!”
When he took her swollen clit between his lips and sucked, she let out the loudest, shrillest scream yet. Dear God. Could the neighbors hear? Who cares? “Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shit, please don’t stop!” Her shoulders and hips bucked in alternating rhythm as she catapulted through the air then came shattering to earth again.
She gasped, sucking air into her lungs, panting like a dog on a sweltering day in the desert.
Adam turned off the two vibrators. “Karla, did you come?”
Was he blind and deaf? “Oh, yessss, Sir. I did.”
“Isn’t there something I told you to do?”
Do? “Come three times?”
“And?”
She gasped for much-needed oxygen. Oh! Count! “That was one, Sir.”
“Very good, kitten. Are you ready for the next?”
“Not yet, Sir. I still need to catch my breath.”
He turned on the anal plug first, then quickly followed with the vaginal one. The pain in her clit was excruciating. “I can’t yet, Sir! It’s too sensitive.”
Without saying a word, his tongue flicked against her hard, hyper-sensitive clit. “Owww! Please, Sir. Not yet! It hurts.”
He ignored her and when his teeth clamped onto her clit, her torso started to rise off the bed until the nipple nooses tightened and pulled. The pain there became excruciating again. She couldn’t reach out to push him off her. Tears wet her blindfold. “Please, Sir. I can’t take any more!”
His hand reached up and pulled one of the ropes attached to her nipple. Following the rope downward, he flicked her erect, sensitive nipple still suffering from being strung up, and then his thumb and finger rolled the tender peak. Oh dear Lord! The orgasm began to build again, only she didn’t want this one. She tried so hard to evade this assault on her tender flesh, but there was nowhere to go. She reached the precipice and just hung there. As hard as she tried to will herself to tumble over the cliff, release wouldn’t come. She groaned, “I can’t, Sir. Please stop!”
His hand pressed against the object in her anus and her hips bucked, pressing her clit against his teeth and lips. He turned up the speed of the anal vibrator and she hurtled over at last. “I’m coming! Oh, my God! No. Yes!” She bucked against him for an eternity, then collapsed on the bed like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
“Thank God it’s over.” She didn’t feel the euphoria she’d felt before, though. This was painful. Torture. Oh, God. Now she knew what he meant. She would never disobey him again if only he would promise never do this to her again. How could he ruin such a good thing as an orgasm by making it punishment?
He turned off the two devices inside her. “Karla.”
Oh, shit. “Two, Sir.” Jesus. That meant there was still another one to go. She’d never survive another one. Her skin became chilled where sweat had broken out and cooled, sending a shudder through her body. Her blindfold was wet against her face, from a mixture of tears and sweat.
She dreaded the build-up beginning again. How could she possibly be ready to come again? She never wanted to come again—ever. Getting over that crest a third time would be impossible.
Then the vibrators began again, one right after the other, and she whimpered.Nooooo. I can’t do this, Sir. She groaned.

For the rest of this scene, please read Nobody's Hero. However, for the full romance journey between Adam and Karla, you need to begin on page 1 of Masters at Arms, the book where they meet nine years earlier and reunite under tragic circumstances. Then read Nobody's Angel, where Karla begins to explore what it would mean to be submissive to Adam. That book ends with a dramatic conclusion that leads you right into book three, Nobody's Hero.

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