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  Julia wasn’t sure how to respond. A twinge of anger and jealousy moved through her. She couldn’t imagine Alex submitting to any woman. He was an obvious leader, not a follower and she didn’t like the thought of this woman knowing Alex so intimately.

  “Of course it didn’t last long. Alex is too strong. We’ve stayed friends though and that’s all we are—friends. Guess that’s why I’m here.”

  “Thought you were out for a walk.”

  “That too but I really wanted to meet the woman who could cause Alex to deny his physical satisfaction at one of his own parties. I’ve never seen that happen before.” Suzanne pinned Julia with a direct stare.

  “He didn’t…” She wasn’t sure how to ask the woman to clarify her statement.

  “No, he didn’t. He was rock-hard all night because of you. Personally I thought it was amusing. Usually Alex causes everyone else to be aroused and unsatisfied. It was fun to see him in that state again but what are you going to do now?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I’m not sure you realize what you’ve awakened. Alex will never stop coming after you now. Can you handle Alex’s full attention?”

  Julia laughed. “I doubt Alex will come after me for long. Most men don’t.”

  “Alex is not most men and what’s going on with you that you’d have such a poor opinion of men?”

  Julia hesitated for just a second then decided she needed someone to talk to and Suzanne seemed like a good choice. At least she wasn’t a prude. Maybe she’d have some tips. “I’m nearly always aroused. At a low level but it is always there. It takes very little to send me into multiple orgasms.”

  “Sounds exciting to me. Do you know how many women never have an orgasm?”

  “I’ve never met a man who could handle my sexuality. Most eventually end up dumping me and calling me horrible names. My desires aren’t normal and men get angry when they can’t keep up with me. Easy orgasms are not the boon you think. In church. Walking in the park. At work. I can have an orgasm anywhere, anytime. Not just one either, multiple orgasms until I can’t even stand. I can almost control them but it is hard. It started when I was fifteen. Twelve years ago. No doctor takes it seriously but it has tormented me. I was glad my grandfather left me this cabin. I could suffer in isolation. My sexual needs are not socially acceptable.”

  Suzanne chuckled then escalated into a full-blown belly laugh. “Oh, Julia,” she finally said when she regained control. “Don’t you understand that’s why Alex is creating this place? It’s for people like us, people who don’t view sex from a prudish perspective. Julia, you should be on your knees in gratitude. You say you’re out of control when you deny your arousal. You don’t ever have to deny it when you’re in my company or Alex’s company. You can celebrate your sexuality here.” Suzanne paused. “Alex doesn’t know, does he?”

  Julia shook her head. “He knows something. I had multiple orgasms last night. But it’s not something I tell a lot of people.”

  That explained Alex’s craving for this woman, thought Suzanne. Alex’s curiosity meant he’d never let Julia go. Suzanne brought her attention back to Julia and said, “Don’t underestimate Alex. I think he’s going to be rather delighted.”

  “But men want to feel that it is their actions causing my arousal. It’s not and most men can’t handle that fact.”

  Suzanne put the glass down. “First of all, let me repeat that Alex isn’t most men. Secondly, I think BDSM could help you. One of the things Doms do is cause arousal and teach the sub how to control it. Subs only come on command. I know I’m excited by the challenge you represent. I can only imagine how Alex will feel. You’re going to go on a trip like you’ve never experienced. Trust Alex. He’ll teach you control.”

  “But it is a physical condition—”

  “Yes, one you’ve repeatedly denied. Maybe it is time to surrender to it.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Instead of trying to hide your affliction, revel in it. Admit it to Alex and ask him to help you to learn to control it. Don’t hide. Don’t be ashamed.”

  “But he’ll hurt me.”

  “Julia, BDSM is about control. Most Doms use pain but it’s not necessary for control. Alex won’t do anything you haven’t agreed to. You need to learn to trust him.”

  “Maybe.”

  Suzanne frowned. “Who did the head number on you, darling?”

  “What?”

  “Who made you believe that sex is wrong? That people shouldn’t seek pleasure? That you should be embarrassed because you feel? Who did the head number on you?”

  “Every normal person in the world. I don’t fit.”

  “Have you ever visited overseas? If you had, you’d realize our culture is only one way of viewing sex. We’re prudes. There are many other accepted cultural norms. There are other places in the world where sexuality is celebrated.”

  Julia held on to a small sliver of hope. Maybe she should trust Alex despite of—or because of—all the warnings. It was hard even though she was comfortable with Suzanne. They talked for another hour. Suzanne promised not to tell Alex what she’d learned and Julia promised to think about telling Alex her secret.

  Suzanne headed back to her cabin. The talk with Julia and the walk around the lake had cleared her head and energized her. Time for Jeff to wake up. After the party had wound down, Suzanne had brought Jeff back to her cabin. She didn’t normally allow subs to spend the night but Jeff was different. She’d never had such a good sub. The man was a natural and almost nothing was off-limits with him. That gave her a lot of latitude. She’d thought of over a hundred scenarios and they’d only played out two. Life was good. Jeff was in for a real treat this afternoon.

  Chapter Eight

  Suzanne entered the second bedroom in her cabin and called, “Time to wake up, darling!”

  Jeff had spent the night with a chain locked to the collar around his neck. The chain was long enough for him to get to the bathroom area and long enough for him to move and stretch. It was long enough for him to reach the key if there was an emergency and an emergency was the only thing that would cause him to leave. Suzanne knew there was no way he would walk out. He wanted to continue playing games with her. He’d enjoyed himself at the party. Last night when Suzanne had gone to free him and allow him to return to his own cabin, he’d begged to stay with her.

  Jeff stirred. He’d been sleeping on the mattress she’d provided. When he saw her, he rolled to his knees, his head hanging down. “Mistress, what is your wish?” he asked.

  Suzanne unlatched the chain from his collar. She pushed him back on the mattress. Her mouth followed and she sucked in his limp cock. Within seconds, Jeff was firm and ready. She gave him one more lick then reached into a pocket and pulled out a cock ring. Suzanne favored elastic rings and she preferred putting them on after the sub was erect. She stretched the ring and captured Jeff’s cock. She lowered it to the base and let it snap loose. Jeff would keep his erection as long as the ring remained in place. She wouldn’t leave it on long, just long enough for him to satisfy her needs. She climbed on top of him and held his cock upright. It was thick and not too long, just the way she liked them. She rubbed the head against her clit until her juices flowed and then she grabbed a condom. She sheathed him and slowly sank onto him. She stopped when his glans had just pierced her.

  “Touch my nipples!”

  Jeff reached out to touch her breasts. His fingers tweaked her nipples and she lowered a little more. Jeff raised his hips and Suzanne said, “No! Don’t move your hips. You’re my toy. You do what I tell you.”

  Jeff lay still.

  Suzanne laughed. “You are such a good boy. Play with my nipples,” she said as she went back to teasing his cock. The cock ring had made him even thicker. Suzanne threw back her head as she carefully guided him fully inside her cunt. She sank down so his cock hit the back wall of her pussy. She held still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of fullness that nothing but a live, hot, ha
rd cock could provide. The sensation was one she wished she could bottle and sell. She was complete, as if she’d never be empty again. She slowly started rocking her hips.

  Jeff pinched her nipples and her hips twitched. She knew Jeff wanted her to rise up so his cock was almost out and then slam back again. Men always wanted that kind of violent motion but Suzanne enjoyed the slow rocking, never taking the cock out of her cunt. It was more pleasurable that way and as long as she was a Dom, she’d do as she pleased. She ground her clit against Jeff’s pelvis. She took her time, letting her heat slowly build. Jeff’s pinching added an element of uncertainty that drove her passion higher. She was on the brink when Jeff suddenly sat up and pulled her hips closer, sinking his cock an extra millimeter deeper. Suzanne threw back her head and screamed as her orgasm overtook her.

  A few moments later, she roused enough to remove Jeff’s cock ring. It wouldn’t do to leave it on too long. Just before she fell asleep, while she was still lying on top of him, she murmured, “You moved. You bad boy. We’ll punish you later.”

  “Yes Mistress,” he replied.

  * * * * *

  At dusk, Alex loaded up one of the motorboats. He’d forced himself to wait until evening. Some things were easier to discuss in the dark. Time to make Julia talk. He’d left her alone all day, now he wanted to know how she could have such easy orgasms. He wanted to know who’d made her ashamed of her sexuality. He wanted to explore her head at the same time he freed her body. He’d take no for an answer if that was what she really wanted but somehow he didn’t think she’d refuse him. He bet that he could get Julia talking. He’d almost had her last night but he’d backed off knowing she wasn’t quite ready. Now she’d had a full day to think about what she’d seen. Had she admitted to herself how much she’d enjoyed watching last night’s scenes? He couldn’t wait any longer to find out.

  His excuse for showing up was to make sure Julia survived the winter because he didn’t think he’d survive without her. Winter at the mansion wasn’t a big deal. The place was self-sufficient. Propane, solar and wind power all insured a steady supply of electricity. There was enough food for a year and the helipad that could be heated to clear off snow and ice ensured help was nearby. That didn’t make the mansion entirely winter proof—nothing was because of the brutality of the winter in this area—but it did mean winter was more survivable.

  Winter at Ben’s cabin was very different. The cabin was tight. Last summer he and Ben had re-caulked it but it still used a tremendous amount of firewood for heat. Julia’s woodpile was nowhere near big enough. Two or three boatloads of wood would help remedy that situation.

  Alex tied up at the dock and made quick work of unloading the firewood. Her pile had grown since yesterday. Cutting firewood was hard work and she’d cut a lot. Working off her desire? Alex smiled and walked up to the cabin. Julia was fast asleep in one of the loungers. Her hair was tousled and he got rock-hard when he saw her hand buried in her pussy. He ached to replace her hand with his cock. Instead he knelt by her side then leaned down and lightly kissed her lips.

  Julia startled. There was a man looming over her and it took her a second to brush aside the sleep and realize it was Alex. His aura and his scent were unmistakable even if she couldn’t see him clearly. She pulled her hand out of her jeans. “Alex. What are you doing here?”

  Alex sat back on his heels. “I brought a load of firewood.”

  “Why?”

  “So you’ll survive the winter.”

  “Oh yes, because it will be easier to buy the cabin from me.”

  “No.”

  “No?”

  “I don’t think I’ll need to buy the cabin from you.”

  “I must still be sleeping. I’m missing something. I thought that’s the reason you keep visiting.”

  Alex chuckled and reached out a hand to brush her hair back from her face. “The only reason I’m buying up the cabins is so that no one will complain about my sexual practices…so my friends and I can do as we please without interference. I have a feeling you won’t complain, so you can stay.”

  A blaze of anger shot through Julia. “How generous of you!” She swung her legs to the floor and stood up.

  Alex smiled and looked up at her. “Now that the cabin problem is off the table may we discuss our relationship?”

  “We have no relationship.”

  Alex stood. “We’re going to have one. Why fight it?”

  “It’s wrong!”

  “Why would you think that a consensual sexual relationship is ever wrong?”

  Julia wished for darkness to hide her flaming face. Despite her promise to Suzanne, she just couldn’t tell Alex the truth. Too many men had said her affliction was fine only to reject her when they couldn’t keep up. She had no reason to think Alex would be any different. “Thanks for the firewood. Please leave now.”

  Julia moved to the cabin door but Alex moved faster. He blocked her path. “No.”

  “No? What happened to consensual?” Julia tried to brush past him.

  He reached out and pulled her into his arms. His lips met hers. He felt wonderful. His lips were hard and unyielding. Pure masculinity met her soft curves. She sank into his kiss and yearned for more as she felt his cock press against her stomach. His tongue swept her mouth before plunging deeper. Her heat rose and she was lost in the sensation of his body. Just as she was ready to come, he broke off the kiss. She moaned and nearly begged him to continue before she realized what she was doing. She pulled away from him and struggled to calm her breathing.

  “You need to leave,” she said.

  Alex moved closer. “I’m not going anywhere, Julia.”

  “I told you to leave.”

  “I don’t think you really want me to leave. I think you want my help but you’re too embarrassed or too afraid to ask. I think if I push—just a little push—you’ll admit your needs. You don’t have to suffer alone, Julia. I’m here to help.”

  “You just want to fuck me—like every other man I’ve known.” Julia shook her head and turned her back on Alex. “Please leave.”

  “I don’t fuck women! I’m not like every other man you’ve met. I recognize sexual variety and unique needs. I don’t condemn. I don’t judge. You need me, Julia, or someone like me.” Alex wrapped his arms around Julia’s waist and pulled her back against his chest. “I want to feel you come again,” he whispered in her ear while one hand crept to her cunt.

  He rubbed. The light grazing movement teased her inflamed senses. When he pressed the heel of his other hand against her pelvis, the swelling upsweep of an arousal overtook her. Within moments, she was helpless in his arms for the second time in twenty-four hours.

  “That’s it, baby! Just let it all go. Enjoy the sensations racing through you.”

  Alex’s deep voice reverberated in her chest and added to her arousal. Embarrassment fled in the power of the spasms sweeping through her body. Alex held her tight and kept her grounded. She surrendered to him.

  The orgasms left her shaking and weak. She slowly came back to awareness, still in Alex’s arms. They were on the couch. She was naked from the waist up, her jeans unzipped. When had he rearranged her clothes and when had they moved inside the cabin and to the couch? Julia couldn’t remember. She’d lost track of herself before, but never like this. This was scary. Alex was scary. He seemed to be able to read her mind and satisfy every desire before she’d voiced it. She made a sound of protest but before she could verbalize her thoughts Alex’s hand moved to her breast.

  His fingers caressed a nipple and Julia could feel her heat rising again.

  “Alex—”

  “Shhh.” He placed a finger on her lips. “Just feel. Don’t think.”

  The finger moved from her lips to her cunt. He parted her labia and placed the finger on her clit. Julia’s temperature rose another ten degrees. She felt as if she were burning up. Alex tweaked her nipple at the same time he pinched her clit. Julia’s hips twitched and she surrendered to a
nother orgasm.

  “How long can you keep this up? How many orgasms can you have?”

  “I have no idea.” Julia sighed. She squirmed a little against Alex’s cock. It was rigid and pressed against her back. “What about you?”

  “If we were playing a scene, I’d insist you stand up and finish stripping. Once you were naked, I’d ask you to turn slowly so I could examine every part of your body. Then I’d have you go to your knees and suck me. I’d force you to go outside your body to focus on mine. Has any man ever done that?”

  “No, and I don’t think it can be done. When the spasms come, every other thought flies out of my head. I’m not coherent when I’m in the middle of an attack…as you’ve already seen.”

  “I’ve seen an embarrassed woman who is fighting her sexuality. Spasms, attacks, those are not the words I’d use to describe what I’ve seen and I’ve yet to see an independent woman shamelessly glorying in her abilities.”

  Julia tried to pull away but Alex held her tight. “Confession time. Tell me about your past.”

  “I don’t want to talk about it. I think it is time for you to leave.”

  Alex sighed. “I don’t understand why you’re fighting so hard. Why are you denying your sexuality?”

  “Unless you’re prepared to rape me, I want you to leave.”

  Alex stroked her hair. “A carefully scripted rape scene can be a lot of fun—”

  Julia pulled and Alex let her go. She knew she couldn’t have gotten away otherwise. “Get out.”

  “Do you have any idea of how stunning you look?”

  The question made Julia realize she was naked from the waist up and her pants were unzipped. She looked for her clothes and spotted her shirt on the floor. She grabbed it and put it on while Alex just watched. His blue eyes, lit by the intense flame of desire, caused her heat to start rising again. She longed to feel him buried deep inside her cunt. She shook off the feeling.