The Submission of Anna (closed for cum_inside)

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Late afternoon - playing video games

Carter watched with a deliberate gaze as his wife performed the operation of replacing her soiled panties to their rightful place without being detected by other patrons. With the exception of a woman seated nearby, Anna’s movements were undetected. Carter looked at the woman’s mystified smile and then it broke out into wide smile, realizing what she was witnessing. He bet she would have loved to be in Anna’s shoes based on the portly man sitting with her. When their eyes met, Carter winked and she promptly turned away, embarrassed.

The woman looked back at their table when she heard Anna say Daddy in a rather loud tone. Carter reached over the table, taking her hand in his. “Yes, my dear, I’m sure you can handle anything I dish out. So far you’ve enjoyed everything and I think you have some devious plans of your own.” He thought for a moment and then added in a sweet sexy voice, “And I look forward to satisfying your other appetite later. But right now, we have some gambling to do and in a little while we will play one last game today. I think you’ll find it most enjoyable.”

Standing, he pulled her chair out for her like a perfect gentleman, hooking his arm in hers. The woman who had taken an interest in their shenanigans was staring at them. The portly man had no clue what was happening but Carter thought she would fill him in once they were alone. As they passed their table, Carter smiled and winked at the women, who immediately turned away, her face reddened again with embarrassment.

Out into the constant noise of the casino, Carter led Anna to the video machines. He wanted to give her some down time before he introduced her to his last game in this casino. As they walked past rows of video machines, he noticed Anna taking an interest in some of the games. She stopped at one row, looking at the patrons hitting the buttons on the video machines. Carter tugged at her arm and when she looked at him, he simply told her. “I’m looking for the perfect location.”

She gave him a quizzical glance and while they walked away, he explained his logic. “Sometime back a friend who was in the casino business told me the best machines to play are on the aisle and near a main entrance. The machines pay off more in these areas because of the high traffic. I haven’t done this in the past but it’s worth a try.”

They walked closer to the main entrance and Carter found a couple of machines adjacent to the main walkway. He didn’t know if this would work but what the hell, they had time to kill until his next move.

They were $1 video games, where with the click of a button started the individual drums inside the machine rolling until they stopped. There are numerous lines a player can play and the more money wagered, the more lines that were played and the better the chances of winning something. The player has no control over the outcome of the game and in the end the odds, like all gambling games, is in favor of the house.

Pulling out two crisp $100 bills, he gave one to Anna and inserted his into the machine. He smiled when the machine woke up with lights and sounds to entertain the player. He knew they would drop a few hundred bucks but with the winnings at blackjack and Keno, they were still well ahead of the game.

He enjoyed watching Anna play the mindless video game, seeing her reaction when the wheel stopped and the machine made the sound of money dropping into a bucket. He remembered playing with real coins and seeing the winnings drop into a basket at the bottom of the machines. But in today’s high-tech casinos, those machines were retired for more sophisticated electronics.

They played until their money in the machine was exhausted. Carter pulled out two new crisp $100 bills and inserted them into the one-arm bandit, as his grandmother had once told him. He was mystified as a boy playing video machines in the arcade but soon came to realize his grandmother’s wisdom. Playing these games usually ended up with him losing his allowance. The machines at the Mirage were no different, only more sophisticated.

At one point during their playtime, he leaned over, putting his arm around her chair, watching her play. He was in love with Anna and took a moment to just sit and admire her profile. Her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders, shimmering in the low-level lighting of the casino. Leaning over, he nuzzled his lips on her earlobe. “I love you Anna. I’m glad I am going to spend my life with you.”

The machine drum was whirling in front of them when she turned her head to look at him, her eyes searching his face. He gave her a quick kiss and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the individual drums bouncing as some 7’s stopped on the line across the middle of the screen. Pulling his head from hers, he thought they had won again but the not all the 7’s were aligned properly. For a brief instant, Carter thought they had won again, but disappointment was quick to take over his emotions. The sign on top the bank of machines still flashed the jackpot of $100,000. So close but no cigar as the old saying goes.

Carter smiled. “I still love you Annaleigh Anderson even it we can’t win every time.” Carter looked at his watch, seeing it was close to 5 pm. They had been playing at these machines for almost two hours and now it was time for Anna to face her final challenge of the day.

“Sweetheart I have one more game I want you to play.” As they walked toward the Craps table, Carter knew she would try to hold out but he doubted she would be able to control herself for the entire game. Just the thought of her having an orgasm made his cock jerk inside his trousers. Afterwards, he was already plotting his next move with his lovely wife. A move that would surely please both of them.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Carter’s lips against her ear and his soft words drew Anna’s attention. Although she was well aware Carter loved her, he usually wasn’t one to verbalize it so openly in such a public avenue. He was pretty reserved and guarded when it came to expressing his feelings, so Annaleigh observed him with wonder. His face was open and tender, soft kisses shared between them in the low light of the casino.

Her smile was soft.

“I love you, Carter. It doesn’t matter to me if we win here or not; hell, I really don’t know what I’m doing at all, but you seem content to spend our money so I’m good with it,” she said softly. It was the first time that she’d acknowledged that their finances were shared out loud in front of Carter and it made her feel a little twinge if comfort when he didn’t make any moves to rebuke her. Anna had never known financial comfort, only barely scraping by up to this point, but from here on she’d be well taken care of with enough leeway to love the life she lived with no concerns.

“This?” She gestured around the casino with one arm. “This is inconsequential in the scheme of things. I highly doubt that a couple thousand dollars will put a dent in your fortune, baby. All that matters is that we win the only game we didn’t choose.” She didn’t clarify, but she knew Carter would understand. Edward and Regina. Josh and Megan. They couldn’t let themselves be trounced in that multiplayer game, but Vegas was child’s play compared to that.

His eyes clouded over in understanding, suddenly looking as though he was far away in his thoughts, looking right through her. Anna grasped his face in her hands gently and watched as he refocused. She kissed him then, only the barest press of lips before she was gone again.

“It’s shitty all around but we have to trust each other babe. They won’t get the upper hand on us. We just have to put a rush on the paperwork and get everything dealt with legally as soon as possible.”

Anna pushed him gently away and stood up.

“Now, I think I was promised a final game before we find something else to do. The good news is that talking about them has killed my buzz completely and I think I’ll surprise you at my superb tenacity and ability to hold out.”

Anna’s laugh was loud and joyous as they collected their meagre winnings and wandered back through the casino until they were almost upon the craps table. She had wrapped one arm around his trim waist and Carter’s was resting around Anna’s shoulders during the short walk, bodies held together and pace slow as they enjoyed their closeness.

She curled her fingers into the material of his dress shirt and tugged gently as they came to a stop at the table. She stretched up to kiss him on tiptoes once he looked down at her.

“It’s you and me, baby. We’re in this for life and we’re going to play many games together over the years. But do you want to know what I think? No one has ever come out on top of Carter Anderson (except maybe that lovely wife of his), and they’re not starting now. I think he might have to give her some tips to be just as deadly an opponent though, because you know she plays just as hard as he does,” she stated calmly.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday early evening - Craps pleasure for Anna

If she thought she was going to last longer because she was off the buzz, she was mistaken. As far as Carter was concerned, she would be lucky to last one good go around of the table. It all depended on how good she did. If she had some bad luck, he would hold off. But if she had the kind of luck she had earlier, playing blackjack and Keno, she would be squirming against the polished wood of the craps table. He smiled down at her and only said in a very dry monotone voice, “I doubt you’ll last as long as you think.”

He didn’t say anything else as they arrived at the craps tables. Carter was pleased to see the evening crowd growing larger. The larger the better for what he was planning to do to his lovely wife. Even though it was still early, people getting off work or wanting a rush before dinner, began crowding around the tables. There were six tables in this area marked “NO LIMIT”. The players in this area were typically high rollers used to winning and losing large sums of money.

They stopped near a table and Carter listened to Anna say they were in this for life. He couldn’t agree more but what intrigued him was her declaration that he should give her some tips on making her just as deadly with opponents as he is. There was no one he knew of who got the better of him in the long run. His opponents may win some minor skirmishes but he always won the bigger battles. “You play very hard baby,” he chuckled pulling her against him and kissing her softly on the lips knowing they had an audience.

Releasing her lips, Carter surveyed the tables, and upon seeing an open spot, hustled Anna to the open area, he stepped behind Anna, pressing her against the table. “Just watch for now and we’ll get in the action soon. He smelled her hair and smiled. She didn’t know what she was in for but it would soon become apparent.

Grabbing the attention of the stickman, Carter threw $2000 down on the green felt. The man hurriedly placed the chips in front of Anna and turned his attention to the game. Carter noted the shooter was to their left and they had to wait until the dice came around the table in a clockwise manner before they became the shooter.

The usual number of players around the craps table about twenty and Carter estimated there were about that number at each of the tables in the area. They watched the game progressing in front of them. Carter gave her tips on where and when to place their bets. One thing about craps, they draw a very loud and raucous crowd. Men and women, who are normally introverts, become fascinated with the game and quite boisterous.

As the dice made its way around the table, their winning chips piled up in front of them due to Carter’s betting strategy. One had to know when to bet when the dice would land on certain numbers and when the shooter would crap out. For the most part Carter was guessing right. There were safe bets and risky bets to be made. Make the right bet and your winnings accumulate. Make the wrong bet and your pile of chips dwindle fast. And that is what all the yelling, screaming and hollering is all about, encouraging the dice, when rolled, to land on certain numbers.

The dice made its way around the table and finally it was their turn. Anna seemed hesitant when the Stickman presented her with five dice. Carter encouraged her to pick two of them and when she did the noise at the table grew louder. “You’re the shooter now baby,” he whispered in her ear. “Shake the dice and throw them to the far wall, just like you’ve seen everyone else do it.”

The crowd surrounding the table began to make their bets as did Carter and Anna. Carter pressed against Anna’s backside, reassuring her everything would be fine. When she threw the dice, a seven appeared and there was a roar of approvals and groans. Some of the players won their bets while others lost. The Stickman raked in all the losing bets and put chips down on the winners before returning the dice to Anna.

“Way to go baby,” he whispered in her ear while activating the bullet lodged inside her pussy. “Keep it up.” Carter felt her body jerk when the bullet came to life.

The bets were placed and the crowd around the table looked expectantly at Anna. When she rolled a six, the crowd cheered and Carter hit the + button, feeling Anna’s butt pushing back against him. “That’s our point baby. Throw anything but a seven and we keep winning and you get more juice.”

There is one thing about craps and that is the shooter doesn’t control the outcome of the dice. Once the dice leaves the shooters hand, they have no control of the numbers that are revealed when they stop. On the next roll Anna threw an eight and the roar of the crowd grew louder and Carter hit the + again. As long as she kept winning, the only way Anna was going to weather this storm of vibrations, was if she was a superwoman.

Some people get on a roll and the crowd gets more boisterous with each roll. That’s what was happening to Anna. Carter put his free hand on the edge of the table as her streak ran up to four. And with each win, Carter turned the vibrator up another notch, pressing his growing cock against her rear, rotating his hips slightly so it didn’t bring a lot of attention to his maneuvers.

The crowd was really getting into Anna’s run too, chanting for her to keep it up. Of course, they wanted her to keep it up. The longer her run continued, the more money she made for everyone, including herself and Carter. The chips were piling up in front of them and Carter didn’t bother to estimate how much they won. As long as she kept rolling anything but a seven, theirs and the other players would win.

Carter could feel the vibrations getting to Anna. Her legs rubbed together and each time they did, pressed his cock a little harder against her butt. “You’re doing great baby,” he whispered as the dice came back to her. “Keep rolling winners and you’ll be a winner too.”

The next roll was a ten and the crowd erupted with new cheers. When he pressed the + button, he noticed a change in Anna’s breathing. She was panting harder, her hands clenched into tiny fists as she waited for the dice to be returned to her.

But something else was happening as it always does when a shooter starts a winning run. The crowd grew larger, people pressing against the person in front of them, wanting to get in on the action. All eyes were on Anna, waiting anxiously to see what she was going to throw next.

She threw a nine and the crowd, now two to three deep, erupted into a new frenzy. They were clapping and cheering for Anna to continue her streak. Carter could tell by Anna’s body language that she was fast approaching her orgasm. She had been denied during blackjack and Keno and as much as she thought she was good for another round, Carter knew the sensations were becoming overwhelming.

With people pressing behind him, wanting to see the action, he moved his free hand to her hip, grabbing it and pushing his hips against hers. “I have a big cock sticking in your backside that would love to fill that mouth of yours.” Carter resigned himself to not let her off the hook this time. With the crowd yelling and whooping it up, they were more interested in their own winnings.

Just as Anna released the dice, Carter turned the bullet up two notches. There was no way she was going to withstand his onslaught and he was not going to give her any relief. That is, until she released her pent-up desire.

Anna was moaning, her body shaking and Carter noticed her hands gripping the edge of the table. He was sure she wanted to scream and when the dice rolled to the end of the table and a seven showing, Carter hit the button. Her head rocked back against his shoulder and to everyone around the table, her action was of disbelief and disappointment. But Carter knew her body was finally giving into the pent-up passion that had been building all day.

Carter nuzzled his head against her shoulder. “That was great baby. I'll get you out of her quick.”

The crowd started to quiet down but Carter knew he had to get her away from the table. Looking at the pit boss, he motioned for him hurry over. When he arrived, Carter told him his wife was overcome from all the excitement and wondered if there was a private room for her to recover. He pulled out a business card and handed it the pit boss.

The pit boss looked the card and then at Anna, seeing her eyes blinking and her breathing still heavy. “We’ll take care of your chips Mr. Anderson. Your winnings will be at the cashier’s office.”

Carter thanked him and then reached down to pick up Anna, carrying her in his arms to a private room. People gawked at the couple but then went back to trying to get rich. At the room, the pit boss told them to take all the time they needed. Once inside, Carter locked the door and turned to Anna.

“You were absolutely great at craps baby. I think everyone loved your little orgasm too.” He chuckled taking her into his arms, kissing her lips with a fervor that had been building up inside. “Now I have a treat for you,” he whispered reaching between them and pulling his zipper down. Carter knew she had suffered a long denial but he was pretty sure she wasn’t going to pass on what he was now offering her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The only way Anna could tell that she was doing well at the craps table was by the uproarious screams of the crowd around her. Her eyes were hazy, blurred vision overcoming her the more the vibrator rocketed up a notch or two inside her on every positive roll of the dice. With each successful the crowd exploded in happiness and Anna herself felt her nerves exploding in pleasure, her breathing stunted and laborious because of her naughty secret buzzing away in her vagina.

Carter’s body against her and the words he uttered into her ear only threw gasoline on the already raging fire. Biting down hard on her lip to stifle her sounds, Anna came just as her winning streak also came to an end. Carter cradled her trembling body gently, loving that he had made his darling wife orgasm so clearly in such a public avenue. He might have explained it away to the pitmaster as Anna being overcome with excitement regarding the win but anyone with a brain realized what had just happened. She didn’t even have the piece of mind to be embarrassed.

Their winnings were quickly stowed away as Carter literally swept her off her feet and carried her into the private room they’d been directed to. During the short walk, Anna's senses slowly returned her, orgasm fading. Just as he placed her down, Anna felt a sense over victory fall over her shoulders. She’d not only won a fair bit of money today, but she’d certainly made Carter proud with her ability to hold out. Now, she felt victorious for another reason entirely. Carter was clearly overwhelmed with Anna’s pleasure. He also had been waiting all day for his turn to play and he couldn’t wait any longer. Anna was happy that she was able to shred his control into threads with only a single orgasm on her part.

Carter unzipped his pants with clear intentions for Anna to sink to her knees right then and there. She had other plans. Her tiny hands landed on his chest and she pushed him backwards until his knees hit the edge of the leather sofa in the middle of the floor and he sunk into it obediently. His brow furrowed in confusion when Anna didn’t immediately take a knee in front of him as he clearly expected her to do. It was only then that Anna smirked before telling him exactly how this would play out.

Peripherally, upon arrival, Anna had taken stock of the room around her. It was a private lounge with a fully stocked mini-bar in the corner. There was a big screen TV with massive surround sound speakers which was also connected to a stereo so that people could enjoy a little music or even relax and watch the football game during a break from the bustle of the casino floor. It was perfect for what she had in mind.

“I bet you’ve had women beg to be in your lap, baby, but I won’t do that. I already know what's mine. Instead, let’s play another little game. Do you know how much I like to dance? Well, you’re about to find out; I’m going to dance for you until you can’t take anymore and beg me to take pity on you and suck that luscious cock I know has been hard all day,” she said, drawing her fingertip down the sharp curve of his nose and over his lips to push inside his mouth just enough to feel the heat of his tongue before retreating. Anna turned and crossed the room to flip the lock on the door. They weren’t leaving here until Anna was done with him.

She spent a while selecting a song. Carter watched her like a hawk but made no move to pull his cock out; his hands stroked and squeezed along the length while he waited but he kept it hidden under his trousers until Anna was ready to do what she wanted with it. The low bass tone she selected finally began to waft out of the speakers. It played like smooth dark chocolate, the velvety seductive tone settling into Carter’s ears as Anna returned to stand between his spread knees.

After the first low tones ended, Anna’s hips began to sway to the beat of the music. They undulated and swirled as her core muscles engaged, turning her back and bending at the waist to slowly drag her fingertips up her legs as she wiggled her bum at him. Her fingers hooked in the waist of her skirt as a tease but she thought better of it, too early to let Carter get any kind of view. Better to draw it out and make Carter crazy with desperation like she’d planned on all along.

Turning once more, Anna stepped in close and slicked a hand through Carter’s hair before grasping at the roots and tugging his head sharply back. His tongue darted out to lick his lips at the painful stimulation, eyes shuddering. It was such a wonderful surprise that both of them loved sex with a touch of pain in the side and she couldn't have been happier to have lucked out with a man like Carter. Anna leaned into his space, her chest hovering just above his restrained face. With her free hand, Anna skillfully popped one button at a time until her shirt fluttered open revealing the beautiful classical black lacy balconnet holding her breasts contained in the perfect perky position.

“Don’t you dare touch, baby. The minute you touch me is the second you lose,” she rumbled.

When she righted herself, the shirt slid off the slope of her shoulders to pool in the bend of her elbows. Anna let it fall to the ground. She circled around him and cradled his head between her breasts while she ran a couple fingers down his chest and dipping into his waistband to touch the hot bare skin. He quivered underneath her minutely, and Anna sucked his ear into her mouth and nibbled. Carter was sensitive just under his ear so she let her tongue stroke over the skin there.

Anna returned to Carter’s split thighs. This time, she straddled his lap with one knee on either side of his hips but never allowing their centres to brush together. Her hips began to grind and roll against Carter’s chest, one hand braced on his shoulder for stability. She reached back to release the clasp in her bra, shucking the fabric into his lap. His eyes were immediately drawn to her hardened pink nipples and she could see that he wanted to lean forward and suck one into his mouth but the awareness that their fun was over if he did was always at the forefront of his mind and kept him from acting on the urge.

She did take pity on him and drop her weight onto his pelvis and slowly rocked her hips to provide him some slight stimulation. She couldn’t resist meeting his lips for a deep kiss. Her hands also curled under his shirt and traced up his chest, fingers flicking expertly at his nipples.

Carter was a big fan of foreplay just as much as sex. She was slowly learning that, but it was abundantly clear at the moment as his body began to heave under her, a bit breathless at the turn their newest little game was taking. He was trembling with the urge to touch her, hands clenching were they were resting on the couch against his thighs. His control was slipping. Anna loved it.

Before he got too excited, Anna climbed onto her feet and again turned her back on him to inch her skirt down with another little twerk of her hips. Bare except for her panties, the song changed into something a bit more fast paced. Anna adjusted her rhythm to match, body rolling and twisting. She caressed her soft tummy, hands exploring and roving over every inch of bare flesh. She plucked at her nipples and let one hand dip into her wetness waiting beneath her panties. Anna offered that to Carter and that was the moment his tenuous control snapped.

Even as he tasted her honey Carter basically leapt from the couch until she was firmly caught in the circle of his arms. He grasped her hair and yanked, eyes on fire. She hissed at the sting but couldn’t deny that her pulse was pounding under the tight grip he had on her throat. His body backed her into the wall next to the door and Anna moaned at how roughly her hips connected with the wall but Carter didn’t give her any time to complain (she wouldn’t have anyway - he was so fucking hot when he treated her this way), using the grip on her scalp to force her onto her knees like he had expected in the beginning.

He tilted her head back and caught her eyes.

There was only one sharp command issued: “suck.”

His grip loosened just enough for Anna to lean forward and nuzzle her face against the stiff length in his pants. She was almost panting now at the adrenaline of his sudden change in behaviour and the thought of what was coming. Carter would likely be anything but gentle this time around, that was for sure. He was worked up from her striptease and the events of the day as well; controlling Anna like a finely-tuned sex toy in the middle of a public place until she exploded surely had been enough to keep Carter on the edge all day as well.

Anna pawed at his pants until his dick was springing free and bopping her in the nose. It was already drooling precum, red and angry against her cheek as it spread his arousal over her face in a transparent streak. Even now, Anna decided to be a brat. Carter would likely punish her for her insolence but Anna couldn’t help herself. That’s exactly what she hoped for.

“Are you sure you want me to suck this? I’m sure that pretty blonde employee would be happy to take my place. What was her name again? Betty? Brenda?” She mouthed snarkily, thinking back to lunchtime when that blonde bitch had licked her lips at the sight of Carter’s prominent erection.

Her eyes sparkled in mirth, waiting for his response. She wasn’t disappointed.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday early evening - Fun in the private room

When he unzipped his trousers, Carter fully expected Anna to get on her knees and enjoy his cock. She loved his cock. She told him over and over how his cock was hers and he knew she loved the taste of his semen sliding delicious into her mouth. But her reaction surprised and pleased him. At first, he eyebrows furrowed, trying to figure out Anna’s intentions. It was clear she was not going to just kneel and partake of his aching cock that needed some much-needed relief. Evidently, she had more teasing bottled up inside that sexy body of hers and was not ready to succumb to the treat he offered her.

Carter watched his wife with the eye of an eagle circling a prey far below. Her dance was soft and seductive, making him more determined to have her soon. He loved the way she swayed to the seductive sounds of the music, teasing him, ordering him not to touch her. For the moment, Carter obeyed his wife but he didn’t know how long he could hold out. During the afternoon denial of Anna’s orgasm, his cock grew thick and ready with each denial only to be dissolved into a soft hunk of muscle.

She was acting like a lap dancer in a strip club and he thoroughly enjoyed watching his wife be so turned on after the display at the craps table. He had expected her to be horny for his muscle but he never suspected she would put on a private show for him. It was hard for him not to reach out to touch and fondle her precious breasts when presented to him. He fought every instinct to grab her when she wiggled and gyrated in his lap, her breasts swaying so sexily in front of his eyes, tormenting him.

When she got off him and stood before him, dancing provocatively as if to dare him to do something, he felt his cock jerk inside the prison of his trousers. The breaking point was when she started teasing her own nipples and then pushed her fingers her soiled panties to gather some honey. The clincher was when she offered her slick honey covered fingers to his lips. It was time to spring into action and he did, jumping off the sofa. There was no doubt in his mind that this is the end game Anna wanted. She loved it when he was rough with her and he could see the expression of lust in her eyes as he backed her against the wall and then pushed her roughly to her knees, telling her only one word, “Suck.”

He smiled down at her with satisfied grin as she nuzzled against his imprisoned muscle, working quickly to unveil his offering. But instead of attacking it like she normally would do, she sat back on her haunches and looked up at him with a mischievous stare. She made a smart-ass comment that she knew would incite his anger. But he surprised her.

“Yeah I was planning to have her suck my cock in front of you but she doesn’t get off work until nine tonight. So, I guess I’m stuck with you.” He laughed, grabbing his cock, slapping it across each cheek before teasingly swiping it on her lips. “I bet you’d love to see your daddy get his cock sucked by that waitress.” When her tongue slipped out to taste some of the dripping pre-cum, he pulled his cock back.

“But since she’s not available I guess you’ll have to do.” Carter saw her eyes dancing with desire, knowing they were moving into a game they both enjoyed. “You might as well show my some of your talent.” Grabbing a fist full of hair, he shoved his cock into her waiting mouth, forcing her lips to part and accept his hardness. “Ohhhhh fuck baby,” he moaned as his cock found its way deep into her mouth, stopping just shy of her throat.

His hips moved back and forth a few inches, keeping his offering deep in her mouth. When he thought she needed a breath, he pulled back and saw her take a deep breath. His pre-cum mixed with her salvia clung to the tip of his cock like a spider’s web. But he denied a long recess, thrusting his cock quickly deep into her mouth.

As he began to fuck her mouth, his free hand joined his other hand, curling into her long brown locks, forcing his cock deeper. “Come on baby you can take more,” he teased feeling his cock breach her throat muscles. He held her tightly, looking down into her eyes which were starting to water. Releasing her from his strangle hold, she gasped and he smiled. “That was ok but I bet that blonde waitress could take all my cock down her throat.”

Carter didn’t give her a chance to respond. He shoved his cock into her waiting mouth, pushing it deeper than before and hearing choking sounds. Pulling back about an inch, he smiled sardonically down at her. “A good slut doesn’t choke on a man’s cock.”

Shoving his hips against her face, he pushed again, hearing the choking sound. She loved his cock buried deep inside her mouth. Hell, Carter knew she loved his cock buried in any of her holes. He would test all her holes later but right now he was finding it hard to control his orgasm.

Pulling out, his cock was dripping with their mixture and he released on hand, quickly grabbing her throat. “Now my sweet slut if you really want my cum plastered all over your pretty face and in your mouth, you’ll do as I say.” Carter saw the uncertainty in her eyes as she tried to register what his words meant.

The slap to her cheek was unexpected and Anna’s eyes narrowed, feeling the sting of his hand. “Nod if you understand.” Her head bobbed up and down a few times, bringing a smile to his face. “All you have to do is follow me slut and you’ll get what you want.”

Carter stepped back, releasing her hair. Her eyes were on his and then they shifted to his hands releasing buttons on his shirt before moving to his belt. “I can always use this to discipline you,” he whispered as he undid the belt buckle. He wanted to put the threat of corporal punishment in her head while he slipped out of his shoes and pulled his pants and underwear off in one motion.

“That’s better,” he chuckled seeing her eyes take in his nakedness. “Now let’s get on with the main event,” he added, grasping her throat with one hand, forcing her to look up at him. With his other hand, he grabbed another hunk of hair. “Put your hands on my butt and feel how masculine and hard they are.” He let out a soft moan when she did what was asked without complaining.

If she thought he was going to fuck her mouth, she was mistaken. His cock was swaying in front of her face, swiping across her lips. Each time she opened her mouth to accept his gift, he pulled his hips back, teasing her. “You like to be a tease don’t you. Well two can play this game.”

He released her throat, stroking her cheek lovingly and then slapping it while he kept a firm grip on her hair as he took a step backward. “Well come on slut follow your master.” Anna had no choice but to move toward him on her knees, watching his hard cock dangle and sway before her eyes. Just when her lips touched his cock, Carter stepped back one more step.

When she inched forward again, he grabbed his cock as if it was one of those rabbits the dogs chase around the track. “Come on pretty slut. Your prize is right before your eyes.” His laugh turned into a chuckle, seeing her pleading eyes watching his cock. “That’s by baby girl. Just follow your treat.”

Taking another step backward, his knees felt the sofa and he waited for Anna to again inch forward. When she caught up to him, he stroked his cock in front of her just as she had rubbed her pussy for him earlier. After a few strokes, he rubbed his cock along her lips, his precum coating her lips like lipstick. Pushing his love stick between them, he moaned with delight as her teeth nipped at the swollen and sensitive head. His hips moved slightly forward, smiling when her tongue found his hole and flicked over it.

She was sucking on his bulbous cockhead while her eyes were trained on his. He felt her hands squeezing his butt cheeks and when she tried to take more of his cock into her mouth, he stopped her. Pulling back he grinned.

His hand tightened around her throat once more and tilted her head upward. “We started this game with you on your knees and you are going to finish the task I expected you to do.” He was not giving her an option.

Carter sat down on the sofa, his legs spread wide for Anna. He pulled her hair hard, forcing her to move between his thighs. His fingers tightened in her hair but he didn’t have to apply much pressure as her lips kissed the inside of his thighs, moving ever closer to her treat that was bobbing in front of her

 

[Cum_Inside]

Even though his words were a malicious tease, Anna knew it was all part of the game. Carter intended to ignite her competitive spirit and encourage her to give him the best blowjob of her life. Fine. Two could play at that game.

Anna desperately wanted to give him a snippy response but Carter was not allowing that; he fucked his cock deeply down her throat multiple times and made her choke on it before hassling her about it. Anna wasn’t even given enough time to think up her smart-aleck response. But Anna knew that Carter loved hearing her choke despite his words to the contrary; knowing that Anna was struggling to accept him and that he had the power to control her airway like that always made his cock pulse in her throat where it was blocking off her air supply. She had half a mind to remind him of that fact but it all slipped away when Carter yanked her forward on her knees and made her crawl to the couch with the measured pace of his steps, his cock bobbing and rubbing along her cheek the entire time.

Her mind kept circulating back to watching someone else suck his cock — although Carter was hers, she kept imagining a game where she watched as Carter seduced another woman and brought her home to fuck her silly in their marital bed only for this unknown broad to panic when Carter’s completely “unaware” wife came home. She had a multitude of different scenarios running through her frontal lobe right now, but she couldn’t deny that even Anna’s possessive nature felt that it would be hot to see her man give it to some little girl who thought she could handle him. She ignored the obvious parallels to a situation like Josh and Megan’s relationship because even though the game would be similar to their dynamic, thinking about them made Anna feel a little sick.

Anna didn’t really want to play with this other woman, but the thought of watching made Anna moan. To get to see every powerful flex of Carter’s trim muscles as he drove deep into another woman strictly for release... to take his pleasure with no thought to the girl underneath him? Fuck.

She didn’t know exactly how to breach that subject with Carter, but she figured honesty was the best policy.

She was still thinking about it when his hand cracked across her cheek. It wasn’t hard enough to really hurt but it jerked her head to the side and did smart just a little. Her wide eyes were fixed on him in wonder; they had never really delved into this area of play but Anna had been curious since she had realized that her man had struck Megan across the face hard enough to make her bleed. She had wanted to experience that but again, didn’t know how to ask. Tonight seemed to be a night that she needed to be forthright with him and admit these dark desires. Carter wasn’t necessarily hesitant about her reaction to his slap but he was careful to only broach the subject before leaving it alone if there wasn’t a positive response. He trusted Anna to use the safeword if his hands ever became too rough, and Anna trusted him to respect her while testing her limits. She knew that any play would immediately stop if she uttered that one word.

Now she heard the soft sounds of his belt slipping free from the loops. His threat didn’t really scare her - yes, belts could do some serious damage, but Anna wanted it. Everything that Carter was suggesting tonight turned her knees into jelly. It made the short trip to the couch just that much harder on shaking knees. Imagining him holding her down, maybe even restrained belly first against the cross in the playroom at home as Carter whipped her with his belt, taking out his frustrations after a tiring day at work caused a shiver to rock through her body and bring goosebumps to the surface. Her panties received another dose of wetness, now dripping down her thighs. She rubbed them together, feeling the slickness.

He would not let her have his cock just yet; he teased her with it, slapping her face and smearing precum across her lips only to pull out of her reach when she attempted to suck it between her lips. Carter really was playing dirty tonight, but any moment now he wouldn’t be able to resist and Anna would be allowed to put her mouth on his dick.

Carter finally settled on the sofa. Although he gave her a bit more leash to suck his cock, his hand was still tight in her hair. It communicated that he would take over if he didn’t think Anna was taking her task seriously.

She pressed tiny kisses up his thigh in worship of his gift, but also too put him in a better mood before she spoke. Carter would doubtless love what she had to say but he might not be too keen on the dick sucking delay. She’d make up for it.

Her eyes burned through his as she started to explain what she needed from him in their future play.

“What if I want you to bend that bottle blonde bitch over and make her take your cock, baby? What if I want to see how you treat a lady who isn’t me? Tease them and flirt with them; take them home and fuck them in our bed only to be surprised when your sweet little wife walks in the door to catch you misbehaving? The look on their faces when they realize that it’s only another game for us...” her words were whispered, but they were enough to make Carter’s expression fall into shock, not expecting his possessive little girl to want something so twisted.

“And then, when she’s gone home after all the fun is over, you can smack me around and tell me what a good girl she was for you — nothing like your stubborn wife who needs a good number of lashings with your belt before she’s in the mood to please you. Maybe even...” she reached out for the hand that wasn’t tangled in her hair and raised it to her cheek, hoping that he would get the message. “Maybe even slap her around a bit first, make it hurt real good until she’s shaking with her need to make her Daddy happy,” She implored, hoping that Carter wouldn’t see her as a freak for wanting these things but trusting him completely. Carter was into some kinky shit himself and she couldn’t wait to explore it all together.

Regardless, Anna dropped her eyes to focus on the weeping cock in front of her so that she couldn’t see his reaction. She sucked on the crown where it met the shaft and stroked one hand along the base slowly, sharp twisting motions of her wrist. Her teeth nipped sharply at the head a couple times before Anna’s lips split around the girth and sunk lower until her nose was pressed into his pelvic bone, no choking noted. She winked up at him mischievously before she pulled back and said:

“Am I a good slut, Daddy?”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Early Evening - Baiting Anna with a sexual fantasy

Carter’s eyes watched his lovely wife work her way upward toward her prize he knew she wanted. But when she stopped short of taking his bobbing cock into her mouth, his eyes widened. He never expected Anna to bring up the subject of the blonde waitress and him having sex or some other strange woman for that matter. They had not been married for 24 hours and she was talking about him being unfaithful. But what struck him was the fact she wanted to catch him and then watch him fuck another woman before she revealed her presence to the woman. Was she serious?

The aftermath of her catching him fucking a strange woman in their bed did not surprise him. They had played some rough games before where he spanked and paddled her. She was talking now about more rough sexual games and he caught her hint about using his belt. Just a few days ago, he had used a paddle on her and it fueled hot desire in her. From the expression in her eyes, she wanted to try new and exciting sexual things with him He showed her a soft knowing smile, reaching out to rub her cheek. “You mean like this,” he said slapping her unexpectantly.

Her eyes opened wider, but it was not the look of disgust or anger. No, it was the look of a woman who liked her rough sex mixed with some tenderness. There was a time for tenderness in their relationship but she was revealing a deeper need for rough sex. Yanking her head backward, his free hand grabbed her face, squeezing her cheeks. His head dipped, his tongue licking along the bridge of her nose and then their lips meeting. The kiss was deep and penetrating, each of them lost in their own fantasy world.

One thing Carter admired about Anna was her unquestioning acceptance of his playroom. Not once did she ask about his past lovers nor did she question why he had all the sex equipment and toys. She had to know he had a kinky side and accepted it without so much of a question.

Some of his past lovers were so jealous when they found out he had past sex partners that they left quickly. Others knew it was a game with him, that is until he met Anna, and they just enjoyed the ride. Marie Garnett’s image floated in the front of his brain. She was a married woman who was not getting any sexual satisfaction at home and went looking. They met in a bar and she was overwhelmed when he introduced her to his kinky games. They had a good relationship until her husband found out and he found Anna.

Once he was smitten with Anna, he lost his desire to be with Marie. He had a feeling that when he spent all his time pursuing Anna, she felt jilted. Somehow her husband found out and brought some guy to his office, threatening him if he didn’t stop seeing his wife. Carter had no intention of striking up that relationship again. He had Anna and she was a handful that he cherished and loved more every day.

He pulled his lips off his darling wife’s lips and smiled at her. “I like your ideas baby. I bet it would turn you on to watch this big cock sinking into that blonde waitress.” He released her cheeks and slapped them one more time, hearing a soft moan. “Yeah my sweet new bride wants her daddy to spank her after she finds him fucking a strange woman.”

Carter’s hand slipped over his cock, collecting some of the pre-cum forming at the tip. With coated fingers, he rubbed them over her lips and then slipped them inside her mouth. “Have a taste baby of what you are about to get.” He let out his own moan, seeing her greedy lips sucking his fingers while he wiggled them inside her mouth.

Pulling his fingers out, he grabbed his cock and pulled her head down to meet the purplish head. “Yes, you are a good slut baby. Now get busy my sweet cum-slut and do your daddy proud and he will tell you a story.”

Her mouth formed an “O” and her hands replaced Carter’s, circling his cock and taking it deep into her mouth. “You are the greatest Anna,” he moaned closing his eyes and soaking in the sensations that had been building all day.

Anna’s eyes were cast upward watching him as she began to enjoy her treat. “Why wait until we get home to let you enjoy your fantasy of seeing this cock imbedded in some stranger. I bet I can have that blonde waitress in our bed tonight for your pleasurable viewing. Would you like that slut? Would you like to see your hubby fucking a total stranger and then having his way with you?”

Her mouth was stuffed with his cock but he could tell he put an idea into her head. Her mouth slipped off his veiny pole, eyes locked on his while she licked and then sucked some of his precum into her mouth. Then in a display of raw lust, she opened her mouth, letting some of the precious cargo slip from her lips onto his cock. The slimy mess of her salvia and his pre-cum slide slowly down his shaft. Her hand was quick to rub the blend along the length of his shaft and on his aching balls. Her lips followed, licking and teasing him, giving him thoughts of filling her mouth with his huge load that had been building up all day.

One of her hands left his cock and moved between her thighs. Carter didn’t need a road map to know where her fingers were heading. She was looking at him with those luscious green eyes as if she wanted to tell him something. He groaned when she applied more pressure to his shaft and his hands rested in her hair, not pulling, just rubbing her scalp.

“Does watching me fuck that blonde bimbo excite you baby? Are you willing to take daddy up on his offer that he can have her in our bed by the end of the evening?”

 

[Cum_Inside]

Anna was stunned that Carter was expressing interest in her “cheating” fantasy, but then again, he was a virile young man (despite her jokes to the contrary) who still had a massive sex drive. He proposed to make it happen tonight for her if she wanted, but Anna was unsure if everything would be happening to quickly for her to reconcile or not.

She thought about that while she sucked his cock enthusiastically, spit and precum dripping down his shaft and soaking his lap. Her head bobbed rapidly, his hand sliding down out of her hair to once again clasp around her throat. On one downward slide when his entire cock was embedded in her throat, Carter squeezed her windpipe until he could feel the bulge of his tool filling his petite wife’s airway. Her eyes watered as he held her there but they remained fixed on him in unwavering dedication, love and trust.

Just as Anna was starting to feel lightheaded Carter released her and she rocketed up off his cock to gasp deeply and fill her lungs again. She shot a clearly fake repugnant look at him as though his behaviour was destestable. They both knew she loved it.

“That whore you’ll be fucking tonight can’t suck your cock like me, Carter. You know that right? Not many women will let you actually choke them like I do; they can’t handle a man like you with such dark sexual tastes. No one can please you as well as I do, but I need you to know the rules of the game anyway; you can only fuck someone else when I say so. Never when I’m not around to watch. You must never cum in them — I almost think that you should be made to wear a condom but I know you hate being restricted like that. I won’t put my mouth or cunt in contact with anything that whore has chosen to fuck, just so you know. Otherwise, we choose the women together.

“I’d much rather have my husband to myself tonight to work off all that tension I know is building inside him from playing with his wife’s sensitive, pretty little pussy all day but it is tempting to know that I could get out of the tub and find him pounding away at someone so desperate for him if I really wanted...” she pondered.

Because she had been so wordy, Anna silenced herself in pursuit of making up for it with her oral skills, tongue sliding and head bobbing on the meat in her mouth. She rolled and squeezed his balls in her hands until Carter was panting heavily, his release close now. Knowin that her treat was coming, Anna dipped her head and swallowed his cock. Her throat flexed around him and constricted providing a very tight sheath for him to rest in but she didn't allow him any breaks. Anna would rise off his dick until only the head remained in her mouth, tongue dipping into the slit before her throat accepted him once more.

Carter opened his mouth to talk but Anna silenced him with one finger against his lips. She wasn’t done talking yet, but her priorities were focused on getting her husband off before she finished this conversation. They would have lots of time for talking later.

Wickedly, Anna rubbed a finger over his perineum. Carter’s eyes were locked on hers so he had plenty of time to warn against it if he didn't want what was about to happen, Anna’s intentions crystal clear, but he wasn’t entirely convinced that Anna was going to follow through. His eyebrow was raised, as if asking what the hell do you think you’re doing?, but he made no move to stop her. He wondered how far she would actually take this.

With steady pressure, Anna’s index finger slid inside the puckered sphincter of Carter’s rectum until it was buried as deeply inside as she could get it. The sensation must have felt weird to him because Anna doubted that such a masculine guy had ever had anything inside his “exit only” passage, but Anna had read somewhere about the joys of prostate stimulation and wanted to try it with her adventurous husband. She was sure that when she found it, Carter would forgive her.

She had some idea as to the general location of it from her research. Anna’s finger wiggled around in search of his prostate until she felt a spongy mass of tissue on the wall of his anal passage that felt suspiciously similar to what she was searching for. She pressed against it and smiled victoriously around his cock as Carter’s hips rose off the sofa and his balls drew up against her chin and he came with a loud growl down her throat. As he coated her windpipe white with rope after rope, Anna’s finger retreated but her mouth remained locked in place around his shaft. Her air was a little low and her eyes were watering, but Anna was committed to staying as long as Carter had something to feed her.

After about eight or ten good blasts Carter’s body sagged back onto the sofa and his grip on her relaxed. Anna slowly let herself rise off, cleaning every inch of him immaculately until their new favourite little whore would have no idea that he’d just received the messiest blowjob of his life shortly before oficially meeting her.

Carter was huffing now, trying to catch his breath. Anna felt like it was the perfect time to finish their conversation. He wouldn’t be able to argue against her until she had managed to say what she thought about the entire business because he had no air to form the words. He would have to wait until Anna had said her piece before he could add in his two cents.

“Do you understand the rules of our little game baby? I have to be kept in the loop at all times. I will not be one of those crazy women who demands to check your messages every hour of the day because I trust that any woman who wants sexual attention from you will be brought to my attention immediately. We will decide together whether you move forward or not because there will be times when I’m unable to satisfy your sexual needs. As much as I always want you to bend me over and take it when and wherever you decide that you want me, I won’t always be able to accept you as much as I wish that weren’t so.

“Personally, I don’t want another man; only you. But I want to see you fuck someone else and take your pleasure from her. Don’t agree to move forward if this isn’t what you want, Carter; we both have to be on board — but if you do... tell me. Tell me how you’re going to seduce that pretty little girl and what you’re going to do to her.” Anna said seriously. She wanted to know how Carter’s mind worked when it came to getting women into his bed. His methods with Anna had been a bit underhanded at first but she was unable to resist such a dominate, masculine, attractive man persuing her so actively. Carter was the entire package and Anna knew that she was extremely lucky to call him hers and every protective barrier she had was decimated under his onslaught. Now, Anna was under him.

“Is there anything you need to add? Any other rules or concerns?”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday late afternoon - Finishing their fun in the private room

Carter was not really serious about asking the blonde waitress to come to their room tonight. To him this was just a game for them to play to spice up their sexual fun in the privacy of the casino. He was only teasing her but her reaction stated otherwise. They were on their honeymoon and not married 24 hours. Carter thought the way he was saying it would get her all worked up. It worked but he could see her mind working on responding to his questions.

But even though she was thinking, she was sucking his cock with a vengeance, determined to make him lose his load. She sucked him deep and shallow, her tongue flicking at every chance and her teeth nipping when she cradled the head of his cock in her mouth. God she was tremendous at getting him fired up both in and out of bed. His eyes danced from her lips to his cock, slathered in her salvia and his leaking cum.

She stopped and talked about the whore he would be fucking tonight and he didn’t know if she was serious of not. It was true that there were probably few women who could suck cock the way she did, taking his meat into her throat. And then she started in on the rules. Her rules on how the game would work in reality. When she mentioned he could only fuck someone else when she said so brought unpleasant memories of Josh, Megan, and the men at Club Risqué. Did the same rules apply to her? He doubted she would have any choice in the matter and for a moment he felt anger. She could have her fun but not him. And would she require Josh or any other man they had for her wear a condom. Good luck with that.

After she claimed she wanted him for herself tonight, he was distracted from the visions of Josh and Megan using her body as they liked by her talented tongue and mouth, devouring his cock. He forgot all about the tandem as Anna worked feverishly to make him explode. When her finger started to probe his ass, his anal opening instinctively tightened. No woman had ever penetrated his ass before and this was a new experience. He had a feeling they would both experience new exciting sexual adventures that would open their eyes and fantasies.

The other woman fantasy danced in his brain as she worked harder to bring him off. With her finger pressing on his prostrate, stimulating his rising desire. It didn’t take long for her to stimulate him into a roaring orgasm as his hips rose high off the sofa, his cock spurting rope after rope of thick cum down her throat and over her lips, cheeks, and chin.

As he sat back, drenched in sweat and breathing hard, Anna began to talk again. This time about keeping her informed on any woman he may be interested in fucking. They would make the decision together and he was fine with that. But he had a nagging thought in the back of his head and he held off saying anything. She rambled on about only wanting him and it only fueled his anger about Josh and Megan. She was trying to control him and that was fine to a point.

“Oh, I understand your rules of the game but what about my rules. First of all. I was only teasing about waitress. We are on our honeymoon and I only want to spend it with you. It does excite me to know you want to watch me fucking some woman who doesn’t mean anything to me except for a sexual outing. And I will discuss any woman who interests me with you and we can decide together.”

Carter saw her staring up at him with her puppy dog eyes and smiled. “As for how I seduce another woman, it all depends on the woman and the situation. But you can be assured Anna that I will tell you how I plan to do it and, in some cases, you can watch me seduce someone, say in a bar or at a party.”

Looking deep into her eyes, she knew something else was on his mind. He stroked her cheeks and wondered if he should broach the subjects. Just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door, asking if everything was ok. Carter hollered that yes everything was fine and they were just getting ready to leave. The attendant on the other side of the door thanked them.

Carter looked again at Anna. “What would you say if I want to watch you with another man? Would you be willing to let me watch you be with another man? Maybe walking in at the last moment and surprising him just as you want to do with me. Two can play this game.”

She was about to speak but like her he put two fingers on her lips to silence her. “We have to leave before management begins to break down the door. But I do have one other thing I want you to think about.” He could see her bracing for the unknown question about to be thrown at her.

“Do you expect me to stay home and twiddle my thumbs while you are off with Josh, Megan, Edward, and Regina? You are only kidding yourself if you think they and others will not take advantage of you sexually. Do you think it’s ok for you to go out fucking them and expecting me to be celibate?”

He thought of some discipline needed for her to think she could cavort with th enemy and he was to totally accept it. Carter watched her eyes narrow in thought and wondered if this was going to be their first fight of their newly married lives.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Anna sensed that Carter was suddenly closed off from her, his posture tense and his words sharp. She pulled back to look at him questionably and found anger suddenly shining through his facade. Anna frowned.

The whole situation with Josh or Megan was irrelevant. That was something she was being forced to do — Carter was talking like it was her idea to strip off her clothes and dance like a puppet for them. Anna had no choice. But Carter implied that he would choose to cheat on her almost in revenge and Anna was not cool with that.

She stood up and turned her back to him coldly.

“I’m sorry that I misunderstood you - I thought you were serious. I can hardly tell with you at times. I didn’t want to spend my honeymoon with anyone but you, but you seemed eager and I missed the hint I guess. Forgive me that I’m a little... slow sometimes. Little old me doesn’t always understand the social cues and politics of the business world so she’s not as adept at picking up those signals.

“Not only that, but I guess I thought being forced to have sex with monsters like those despicable people for your husband’s security was a bit different than you being forced to sit around and ‘twiddle your thumbs’ Carter. I’m so sorry that you think you can’t keep it in your pants, for fucks sake! If I could be doing anything else you think that I would choose that? Fuck you! If that’s what you think of me - selfish, then fine, but how dare you. If you think that getting your dick wet is the same as me having sex with someone against my will to protect you then you’re a bigger fucking prick than I thought you were!” She said, voice absolutely crackling with shards of ice.

Quickly, she grabbed her clothing and shimmied into her skirt. She didn’t bother to redo her bra, eyeing it still bunched up in Carter’s lap. She slipped her shirt over her head, looking at him over one shoulder. Her expression was shuttered and not even close to friendly.

“I’m sorry that I thought my husband being faithful was a simple thing to ask. I guess that I was mistaken again. Go ahead Carter - fuck anyone you want but keep in mind that you won’t be fucking me if you do. That thing you say I like to do? Running? I’m not doing that, but you can damn well be sure I don’t want to look at you right now; I’ll be in our suite when you realize that what you just said was terribly ignorant. I’m sure Brenda will keep you warm in the meantime!” She hissed as she angrily closed the door behind her.

Carter was still in a state of undress, his flaccid cock resting against his abdomen as the door slammed behind Annaleigh. He was still in shock at her sudden actions, but it was a well known fact that Anna’s fuse was short but explosive, emotions so volatile. Carter had always known that Anna was sensitive but such an extreme display had been lost on him so far.

In retrospect, Anna realized she might have overreacted as she crossed to the elevators that would take her back up to their suite, but there was no turning back now. By the time Carter had put himself back together and began the journey up to their room he was likely unsure of what exactly he was about to walk in on. Anna was already settled into the massive soaker tub with almond blossom infused water pouring in and the door locked.

She huffed as she thought back to his words. In the moment, her anger had gotten the best of her and she had ignored certain tidbits of Carter’s words. She wouldn’t want to be with another man, even if Carter had suggested it, but there were better ways of saying that he wasn’t interested. To throw Josh and Megan in her face like that... it was mean spirited on his part but she knew that none of this was fair on him, either. Of course he was angry about sending Anna into the bed of their enemies, but it still wasn’t the same as Carter willingly sleeping with someone else. To ask him to be celibate - no, Anna couldn’t do that. But she at least demanded that he respect her enough to try. Most men didn’t have women lined up for a place in their bed like he did. Most men used their hand when they were lonely. Carter Anderson had a whole fucking playroom of toys - why did he say that he would not go without fucking someone else if not just to be hurtful?

Even though she knew she had taken it too far and felt guilt bubbling in her stomach, Anna still felt sadness. She wrapped her arms around her knees and stared blankly at the open glass shower, wondering if marrying Carter had been the right decision. She had always been impulsive but up until now she had been so sure of her decision. She loved Carter, but she barely even knew him. Could she really say she loved a man she didn’t know?

A tear broke free of its prison and slid down her cheek. It was only the precursor before the flood began as Anna started to sniffle and soon began full out bawling, the force of her sobs making her body shake and sending waves of water crashing against the sides of the tub.

Anna heard the beep of the keycard in the lock as Carter returned. She could hear his footsteps stop outside the bathroom door as he took in her cries and she could see the shadow of his feet under the door. He stood there for a long time before he moved on with a deep sigh without so much as knocking, and it renewed Anna’s sobs. He probably thought it was a useless venture until Anna was good and ready to face him on her own. He likely would have been right.

Hopefully Carter’s anger, perfectly reasonable given Annaleigh storming out on him like a petulant child, would be dulled by his wife’s obvious distress. Maybe he would take pity on her and not yell too much. Anna doubted it.

She sat there in the water until it grew cold and she wrinkled up like a prune, tears slowly stopping and settling once more back into little hiccups. When she was upset, Anna always used to like to be alone. Now, she wanted to be with Carter but she was unsure what his thoughts on the matter were. Regardless, Anna was ashamed of herself but still slightly mad at Carter’s earlier sucker punch.

She just wanted to go home.

Anna drained the tub and wrapped a cotton towel around her body and then another around her hair. She padded to the door after she finished her nightly bathroom routine and hesitated with her hand on the doorknob. She swallowed down her nerves and took a deep breath as she flicked the lock open and turned the handle to face the firing squad.

Carter was stretched out in the very comfortable leather chair that spun in all different directions and rocked back and forth when Anna tentatively put one foot and then the other out onto the plush carpet of their suite. His long limbs were akimbo, legs splayed wide and one hand slicking his hair back over his forehead. The other hand held onto a glass of bourbon with only his fingertips. His eyes were closed, head tipped back over the chair’s backrest. He raised his head and looked at her silently when he heard the click of the door, assessing her mood and her swollen, red face.

She spoke before he had the chance.

“I know you hate when I run away but sometimes I just need the space before I have a breakdown. Carter... I know it’s not fair and I wish this wasn’t happening but it is. It is happening and I can’t stop it and it hurts when you make comments like that. If it was you instead of me, Carter I wouldn’t need anyone else while you were gone. You said that intentionally to get to me whether you think that way or not, and you can punish me, discipline me, reprimand me, whatever the fuck you think you need to do, but I can’t help myself from feeling this way. Yes; I’m ashamed at treating you like I did but I’m ashamed that I ever let you think you could treat me like this, too.

“I’m not sure who the man was that made that spiteful comment but I don't like him. If that’s who I’m going to be seeing for the rest of this trip then you best take me home because I just can’t deal with that misplaced anger,” she rushed out, voice hoarse from crying.

“I’ve said what I wanted to. I think maybe we don’t know each other as well as we thought we did. I don’t regret marrying you, not really, but the man I saw in your eyes before I left you on that couch is not the man I married,” her words were firm even if her voice wasn’t, words cracking in the space between them, her lack of confidence and nerves becoming clear and baring her soul to Carter. That quick glimpse explained everything and gave Carter a better idea to Anna’s currently fragile mental state.

Anna didn't want to play any more games. She was done with them. How was it that Anna always came out the loser? Her words from earlier repeated in her mind. No one ever got one over on Carter Anderson.

Anna padded forward until she was once again between Carter’s spread thighs and dropped to her knees with her head bowed, ready to accept his discipline.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Talking to Anna after their blowup

Words have a way of comforting people or making them angry. As soon as the words spilled out of Carter’s mouth, he knew they were the wrong words to say. The look on her face was devastating. Sometimes feeling and thoughts are hidden deep inside and then slip out at the most inopportune time. She was right in that she had no choice with Josh and Megan if they were to unravel this operation against him. She was caught between her love for Carter and her duty to protect him and he had no business throwing it in her face.

The thought of losing her to them must have been more powerful than he thought. Carter knew he was in for trouble when she stood, a defiant angry scowl beginning to form on her face as she spoke.

Anna apologized for not catching his hint about the waitress but then her own anger took over. He didn’t mean he couldn’t keep his cock in his pants but it was useless to try and tell her as she got angrier, picking up her clothes and half dressing before telling him she was mistaken that he would be faithful to her. That was the furthest thing from the truth but he had learned to let her blow off steam. He only hoped she would not run out on him and later they would have a chance to talk. He took her demeaning words silently and with the way she was yelling, he let her walk out of the room without trying to stop her.

Carter sat there for a few minutes, wondering if he made the right decision to marry Anna. She didn’t mean what she said about him fucking whoever he wanted. They were playing a fantasy game but he knew she was serious about seeing him take another woman. She had a few kinks she let out of the bag and Carter stupidly put a damper on them by his inconsiderate words. They would have to talk about these issues later when the air was calm between them and not blowing like a hurricane.

They had only known each other for a short time but in that time, he knew Anna could go off like a tea kettle boiling water, whistling and blowing hot steam out its spout. He hoped she would cool down by the time he got to the room. She said she was not running and he hoped it was true. They needed to face their differences, talk about them, and calm the angry words between them.

Carter sat in the room for a few minutes and then dressed. His mind was a jumble mess of thoughts and visions as he put himself back together to presentable when he left the room. Grabbing Anna’s bra and soiled panties, he smelled them, taking in the rich fragrance of her recent lust before putting them in his pocket. He thanked the attendant and as he walked to the elevators he thought of Anna’s cruel words to find Brenda, the waitress, and have her warm his bed. There was no way he was going down that path. There was an angry woman waiting for him in their suite and they had to talk.

In the suite, he saw her skirt and blouse thrown carelessly on the bed and the bathroom door shut. He grabbed the handle and found it was locked. She wanted to be alone and he would leave her alone, for now.

Carter found the well-stocked bar and poured himself a healthy glass of bourbon. The skyline of Vegas was lighting up for a night of gambling and shows. His wife was sulking in the bathroom and he was standing looking at the Vegas Strip come alive. Looking at his watch, he saw the time and realized they had been married for 24 hours. He felt a sadness come over him thinking how his insensitive words caused a rift in their young marriage before it was one day old.

Finishing the strong drink, he poured himself another one and then settled into a comfortable leather chair. Swiveling back and forth, sipping his bourbon and looking out over the Strip, he waited for his wife to appear. He didn’t know how long he was sitting in the chair when he saw a shadow in the door frame of the bedroom.

Anna began talking before he had a chance to speak. She must have thought she needed to get her words out before he spoke. Her voice trembled a little as she started speaking but soon it was calm and authoritative before again cracking. She was right to say what she did but she never gave him a chance to speak his mind and why the words slipped out of his soul. When she finished her speech, Carter expected her to turn and walk into the bedroom but instead she walked calmly to his leather chair and knelt between his open thighs, head bowed in submission.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out her panties and bra. “You left these in the room,” he said quietly, hoping to break the ice between them. She didn’t look up, only sighed as she let the underwear dangle from his fingers.

Throwing her underwear to the side, his large fingers cupped her chin and lifted it, seeing the moisture still present in her eyes. He loved this woman and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her and possibly lose her. Their relationship was strong enough to weather the oncoming storm but he also knew there would be times of doubt between them.

“Stand up and take off those towels,” It was a simple direct demand and he watched as she obeyed without a sound. She had her say in the private room and when she came out of the bathroom, it was his turn.

He took a moment to admire her nakedness reaffirming one of the reasons he was in love with her. Her high sexual drive was not the only reason he loved her. She was business smart, reliable, trustworthy, and most of all, she understood Carter’s drive both in and out of bed. She was the only woman who knew him so well in the short period of time they were together. And he knew she would protect him in any way she could.

Standing, he walked around her, not touching her but just admiring the curves of her body. She was nervous, swaying from one leg to the other, obviously waiting to hear him rip into her. After circling her a few times without so much as a word, he pressed into her back. “Lock your hands behind your head and don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

Her soft intake of air as she put her hands behind her head gratified Carter. Slipping silently into the bedroom, he found what he was looking for. He placed a toy he selected under the pillow for later and returned to the main suite with a riding crop. He smiled when she saw her eyes grow wide and a soft gasp when he began running the leather tip down over her body.

“Now that I have your attention. I have a few things to say about tonight.” There was a small shiver along her back as he ran the tip up and down her spine. “I was wrong to say what I did and ruin our moment. But you were wrong to run out of the room.” The split second he said it, the leather tip contacted her ass, and a loud slap echoed in the room. He repeated the hit on the other cheek, seeing her hips bounce forward and then he smacked each buttock one more time, hearing her sharp intake of air.

“I love you Anna Anderson and I always will. But the thought of you going back to those monsters makes me angry and sometimes tears me up inside.” He walked in front of her, his eyes fixed on hers. “I try hard to keep my anger bottled up but sometimes, like tonight, it comes spilling out. I know you don’t want to go back to them but you have to, for both of us. But you have to understand too that I feel angry and resentment when you are with them and not me.”

The leather tip moved slowly over one breast, circling the soft mound and then with a flick of his wrist, it slapped against the sensitive nipple. She jerked slightly as he hit it a few more times before moving to the other mound, running it over the soft flesh. As he talked he continued to slap at her breasts, seeing a slight reddish color appear. “I will be happy when this operation is behind us and we can get on with our lives. I have so many things I want to share with you.”

Carter slapped her breasts a few more times and then allowed the tip to travel southward to the apex of her thighs. “Spread your thighs for me.” Her eyes were glued to his and she knew what was about to happen. But again, a simple directive from him and she spread her thighs seeing his smile when she obeyed him.

The tip of the riding crop moved over her vulva and when he looked in her eyes, she knew what was coming. Carter began a slow rhythmic tapping against her lips, hearing her soft moans with each hit. “We will talk more about Josh and his gang later. I know you were serious about wanting to watch me with another woman and I will abide by all the rules. I want to please you in any way I can.” The tip hit harder and her body jerked feeling the sting on her clit.

Pulling the riding crop tip from her pussy, it was wet with her honey. Sliding the tip up her body, between her breasts, and over her chin, he stopped at lips. “Clean it.” Again without hesitation, her lips sucked on the leather tip and her tongue licked it clean.

Letting the riding crop drop to the floor, Carter replaced the tip with his fingers. Pushing them between the soft tulip lips, he smiled feeling her wetness and her aroused clit. He ran his fingers over her sensitive nut, listening to her breathing become rapid. Pulling his wet fingers from her pussy, he rubbed them together, seeing how they glistened in the soft light and then tasted them. “mmmm very tasty baby girl.” He offered his fingers to her lips for a taste. “Go ahead and have a taste baby.” When her mouth opened to accept his offering, he added, “we were both wrong baby and I heard you never go to sleep with your wife if you are angry. I don’t want to wake up to an angry wife.”

“Turn around.” When she obediently turned to face the door to the bedroom, he began stripping his clothes off behind her. Anna turned her head to see what he was doing but he admonished her. “keep your eyes glued on that doorway. You’ll get to see me soon enough.”

Slipping out of his shirt and trousers, he pulled his leather belt from the loops. “Walk slowly to the bedroom and we’ll get more comfortable.” When she took a step, he swung the belt, seeing it land on her ass and her body jerk wildly. “You didn’t think I was going to let you off with just a few light taps from the riding crop, did you?”

She looked at him, her eyes ablaze. “Take one step at a time baby and no more than one step.” Carter figured it would take about 15 to 20 steps to get to the bed. And each step would be punctuated by the belt landing on her ass. When she took the next step, Carter flicked his wrist, the leather belt arcing through the air like a whip, landing on her other ass cheek.

“We are going to work this out and the sooner we are rid of the monsters the better. I know you want to protect me and I want to protect you. We will get through this!” The leather belt made another arc through the air and ending with a painful slap on her ass. She was being obedient, taking one step and readying herself for the oncoming leather. But he would hesitate for a moment making sure she never knew when the pain would radiate through her ass cheeks.

The sound of her whimpering became louder the closer they got to the bed. By the time arrived at the king-sized bed, her ass was aflame. Bright red streaks crisscrossed her bottom identifying each strike.

“Get up on the bed.” Again, his simple direct order was followed without hesitation. Anna turned onto her back, her hands still at the back of her head like a prisoner. Carter dropped the belt and climbed onto the bed, lying down next to her. “I have another more pleasant surprise for you honey but right now I want to make up with you.”

Carter put his arm around her neck pulling her against him, feeling her arms circle his neck too. They lay, looking at each other for a moment before he leaned forward. “I don’t like to see my wife angry.” Their lips met halfway, hands and fingers sliding over each other as they kissed, each making up for their anger.

Carter reached under the pillows, feeling the toy he planned to use on Anna. But before he brought it out, he wanted to kiss and hold her, rubbing her red ass as if to soothe away the pain.

 

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With Carter's fingers on her chin, Anna raised her head to look at him. She could see the devastation on his face and knew that he was sorry for the insensitive words he had spoken before he even had the chance to speak. Anna felt that streak of shame course through her again at her impulsive fit; Carter was used to getting his way and sometimes that meant that he was a bit insensitive at times. She had to be patient with him. It would take some time for Carter to become more aware of how his words now affected Anna as well but she was willing to work through this with him.

In the tub just prior she had wondered if marrying Carter was a mistake. Looking at him now, Anna knew that she would never regret that decision and it was the farthest thing from an error in judgement. She loved this man and it was clear that he felt the same for her if his tender apology was anything to go by. He never actually said sorry but that sentiment bled through his actions and that was more than enough.

Although he used the crop on her, the swats were easy and didn't really hurt. Carter wasn't putting any muscle into it, circling around her and teasing her slowly, treating her like a little glass doll that might shatter at any moment while he attempted to rectify the situation and appease his angry lover. Just by admitting he was wrong was a huge step in the right direction because Anna was certain it was something that he rarely did and it made her heart tremble.

He might have been wrong but she was too. Better to apologize and soothe the sting between them since Carter had clearly extended the olive branch for Anna to take if she wanted. She did, following his orders without question. When she heard the whisper of leather sliding against the fabric of Carter's trousers she shivered, body instantly on guard; she had a feeling what was coming but it didn't prepare her for the first impact. She jumped, noting that the strike wasn't heavy but it wasn't all that light either. Carter was done treating her with kids gloves but he needed to warm her up and become truly ready to accept blows from his belt. The first few strikes were light but the blows became harder and harder the closer to the bed Anna got. Her bum was red and very sore and she was whimpering in discomfort by the time she settled there on her back.

Carter laid next to her gingerly, still wary that Anna wasn't quite ready to forgive him, but he didn't let that stop him as he hooked his arm around her neck and pulled her in to kiss her. She sighed into his mouth at how wonderful it felt to have him against her even after her bad behaviour and accepted his tongue stroking deep into her mouth. They kissed slowly and passionately, mouths sliding together. Anna's hands which had been wrapped around Carter's neck, slid down his spine until she was clasping his waist against her and feeling his still soft cock brushing her belly. She disconnected her mouth to pull back a bit, sparing him a soft look.

"I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry for acting like a child, but my temper gets the best of me sometimes and you know that. I didn't mean to embarrass you," she whispered, burying her face in his throat for a moment and breathing in his spicy aftershave. She sucked in a deep breath before she laid her head back against the pillows and stroked her thumb over Carter's cheekbone tenderly.

"I know that I was wrong for behaving that way. And I know that sometimes you say things that come out in an insensitive manner even if you don't mean for that; you're not used to having to adjust to spare the feelings of someone else and you shouldn't have to but I'm just overly emotional. I also don't want you with anyone else and even suggesting it was stupid, but if that's something you need then I'll let you, Carter. I don't want to lose you and if that means letting you sleep with other women while I'm gone then I can't say I'll be happy about it but you're free to," Anna choked out, stomach twisting at the thought of it. She wasn't feeling the idea of sharing him anymore. Talking about it in a kink situation was fine, but now Anna just felt the jealously creeping in. She thought that he had wanted it, and now she still wasn't so sure, but Anna would do anything for him, even if that meant making herself miserable.

"We need to work on these things together. I know that you're going to be good for me because I'm going to have to learn to be less sensitive pretty quickly, and generally I end up mellowing you out so that makes us a great team. I'm ashamed of myself, Carter," she admitted, fresh tears welling up as she thought back to her inappropriate fit.

"I don't want to be this way but I am. I'll work hard on that, I promise, but please don't think that I don't love being married to you. I do! I love you, Carter. Being hurt by what's coming is totally understandable and I want no part of any of it but I have to. Please don't make it harder on me by resenting me for it," she begged, lip trembling as she fought back the saline drops of liquid. "Someday we'll be past that and able to spend the rest of our lives in peace but right now we have to deal with it. For now we only have a few days to ourselves so please can we just forget about that and move on? I want to focus on that thing called make-up sex with my husband," she finished, trying to smile weakly.

Carter met her lips halfway, kissing her sadness away and letting their bodies speak instead. Anna curled her hands around his shoulders and pulled his body down to cover hers, Carter rolling to accommodate that. One of his knees fit between hers as he lowered himself so that every inch of their flesh was in contact, kisses slow and soft. He layered them over her entire face before meeting her lips again for a lazy but still deep smooch. They laid there kissing for a long time before Carter disentangled their mouths and latched his teeth onto her throat instead. Blood vessels burst against his tongue to leave a dark red and purple bruise behind.

With his eyes on hers, he spared her a naughty smirk as every press of lips against her skin slithered a bit lower each time. He spent a fair amount of time laving her nipples and playing with them until they were stiff peaks begging for more attention. Anna could feel the spreading arousal in her body, pussy becoming slick and toes curling in joy at the pressure of Carter's body against hers.

A tongue curling into her belly button was a welcome surprise before he reached his final destination, strong hands grasping her around the back of her knees and raising them up to rest over each one of Carter's strong shoulders. Her mouth dropped open to release an excited puff of air at the anticipation of it all. Carter, that little shit, was well aware of that and continued to teased her, fingers dipping inside her wetness and circling her little jewel before retreating every time Anna would thrust her hips against him, repeating this several times until she was squirming with desperation. He laughed, watching carefully as Anna struggled to contain her frustration when he didn't immediately give her what she wanted.

Finally, just as Anna clenched her fingers in his thick head of hair, Carter dipped his mouth to the place she badly needed it. With her head tossed back, Anna moaned loudly as Carter began to feast on her like a man starved, licking, slurping, sucking and just generally gorging himself on her honey.

After four orgasms today Anna expected that she might be able to hold out a while longer but she was finding that Carter's excellent oral ability might always be the downfall of her; he was driving her to orgasm quicker than she thought possible. She tried to focus on making this last as long as she could.

So far, she was finding that make-up sex with Carter was exceeding anything she'd experienced before; just the thought that he loved her enough to put up with her childish behaviour and was still here after everything made her feel so loved and cherished. Carter's actions were able to stop any negative feelings in their tracks before they festered. This man loved her and she loved him too.

Currently, Anna loved Carter's tongue wrapped around her clit while two fingers simultaneously pumped inside her at a steady pace. With laboured breathing and her pores beginning to drip sweat, Anna could feel the beginning throbs of her orgasm. As aware as he was of her by now, Carter must have realized she was close by her tell-tale body language because he swiftly pulled his fingers from inside her pussy and thrust them past her lips for her to clean even as he sat up, stubble glistening with moisture.

Anna meticulously swirled her tongue over Carter's digits until she no longer tasted her slick on them. When she was finished with those, that same hand wrapped around her throat and pulled her torso up to rest against his chest, arm wrapping around her waist to support her weight while he dropped his mouth to kiss her, his lips and chin coated with her sugar. Her tongue lapped at his barely prickly jaw where the day's growth of stubble had collected her pussy juice. She gave him tiny little kitten-licks until she was satisfied that she'd groomed him appropriately. They again shared that taste between them, open mouthed and wet, Anna moaning at the flavour. Some might think it strange, but Anna actually loved the way she tasted, especially when she was able to share that with the man she treasured.

One large hand pressed against her sternum and forced her back to the bed. The restraints they had brought were still in place from this morning surprisingly, and Anna took a moment to envision the shocked look on the housekeeper's face when she realized just what she was looking at as she made the bed this morning. Anna couldn't help but giggle even as Carter reached for the wrists restraints, efficiently trapping her limbs and preventing most of the movement of her upper body. His brow raised at her small humorous sound, likely wondering what was so funny, but Anna just shook her head, overcome with the image. He'd probably request to know what the joke was when the fun was over but for now he left her ankles free, and let her have her secrets. He wanted her to have a bit more flexibility for whatever it was he had in mind.

Anna felt a bit uncomfortable but that was only for a few moments until she got used to the sensation. She had rarely been restricted like this and it was a bit scary but Anna trusted Carter with her life. Plus, if Carter could put up with it then Anna definitely could as well. He had been so good this morning for her with their little game, and Anna resolved to make their sour evening up to him by being his good little girl and doing as she was told.

He sat back on his heels to examine her, ensuring that Anna was not only comfortable but also exactly where he wanted her. When he was satisfied, he scooted forward and tugged her bum up over his thighs and used that leverage to spread her wide, her toes only just barely brushing the soft bed sheets as she accommodated Carter between her legs. Her own thighs were splayed apart around his hips. Leaning over her, Carter offered her one more soft kiss to reassure her even as he reached under the pillow to retrieve the toy he'd stashed there earlier.

Anna's eyes were wide as she took in what was about to happen, cunt throbbing in anticipation. She was totally at Carter's mercy and it felt so good.

 

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Thursday Evening - Making up with Anna

Lying next Anna, holding her in his arms was pure bliss. Just relaxing, kissing softly, hands roaming carelessly over each other, and making up for the angry words that were spoken earlier was rewarding. He loved the way her body responded to his touches and vise-versa. Her fingernails scraping deliciously across his back and down to his waist, sent shivers through him.

Carter listened to Anna be contrite about her actions. As far as he was concerned the matter was behind him but he knew he must also apologize too. When she finished speaking, their lips met and their hands busied themselves before Carter could speak. The mood was shifting to more sensual and needier. Carter held his thoughts for now knowing that soon there would be a chance for him to say he was sorry for his actions.

But right now, their minds were on something more erotic and Carter didn’t want to ruin the mood. As their kisses and touches became more amorous, it was not the right time for confessing. He moved down her body, leaving a hickey on her throat and dining at the wonderful mounds heaving slightly with each breath she took. He loved her breasts and he smiled at them with each suck, nibble, and nip with his teeth. When he was satisfied they had received the proper attention, his lips slid lower.

To apologize, was not easy for Carter. He had spent years building a reputation of a hard-ass boss and negotiator. He had always found it very difficult to admit he was in the wrong. In business, he could always lay off the excuse to something mundane or unknown but being married was different. On a daily basis, he was interacting with Anna and his thoughts and deeds were bared naked when he spoke. He couldn’t just wish it away like he could in business. No, he had to account for himself every day to his new wife.

He got lost in desire before he could say his peace. The way she moved her hips when his lips contacted her pussy was like a sonnet, starting slowly and building to the final verses. Her tiny joy button was hard and staining against her skin and with every lick, her hips jerk with anticipation. Anticipation that Carter was going to drive her right off the edge of orgasmic cliff. But he had other plans for his new wife.

Sensing her readiness to jump headfirst into the climatic abyss, he stopped and pulled his fingers and lips from her leaking pussy. His fingers were coated with her honey and he offered it to her and greedily accepted it. After cleaning his fingers, he pulled her up to nestle in his lap, kissing her and feeling her breasts crushing against his muscular chest. Then pushing her back down onto the soft mattress, he restrained her wrist, seeing her eyes watching him. Even though she didn’t say a word, he could see her mind questioning he motive to hold her captive.

Leaning down to kiss her, his hand slid under the pillow, feeling the toy he had hidden earlier. For a moment he regretted not hiding other toys but that was ok. They had two more day before they had to leave Sin City and he was sure they would get used.

Grasping the clear View attachment 2053512, he pulled it out to show Anna. The smile on her face was priceless. Her eyes sparkled, her body squirm in anticipation and she let out a deep sigh. She knew what he was planning now and he could see her excitement building. But before and during her pleasure, Carter was going to have his say.

Rubbing the toy across her lips, she quickly opened her mouth to allow her tongue to tease the glass toy. “That’s it baby. Get your toy all nice and wet for your pussy.” They both knew she didn’t have to perform this task, she was dripping wet from his tonguing.

As she sucked on the glass dildo, he said quietly, “You know I find it very difficult to say I’m sorry Anna.” Her eyes opened wide as if she had just received a huge present. “I’m sorry for saying those nasty things and ruining our fun. I was caught up in the moment and sometimes my mouth opens and spits out words that I later regret.”

As he talked he pulled the toy from her lips, caressing her cheeks before sliding it over her chin and onto her neck. He spied his mark on her and drew circles around the love bruise, caressing it lovingly. “We both said things we regret and we need to work on them together. I have never had to answer to a beautiful woman before and I need to trust my wife, my bride.”

He felt her body shiver when he spoke those words and a similar shiver of love coursed through him. His hand moved the glass toy to her breasts and he smiled as he circled each of them starting at the base and moving slowly to the tip. Her nipples were still had and before he left her soft mountains, he slid the toy into the valley, sliding it back and forth wishing it was his cock that was traveling along her body.

Looking into her eyes, he continued. “People say things in the heat of lust that they really mean.” He saw her eyes narrow. “I could tell from your words and body language that one kink you have is to watch me with someone else.” Anna opened her mouth to speak but Carter shushed her. “Listen to me Anna and later we can talk about it.”

“We both know we saw each other on a video with someone else.” He didn’t have to mention when or with whom, they both knew full well what he was referring too. “The circumstances were different and we had no choice but a part of me wondered what it would be like to see you with another man and not them.” Her sharp intake of air put an exclamation mark on the statement. “Suffice it to say, we and I mean we, agree to this it will be a mutual decision and it will be purely for a sexual adventure.” Don’t say a word just think about it and we can talk about it later.”

Carter’s eyes were diverted to her breasts heaving and he had another thought. Sliding the glass dildo to a point just above her heart, he smiled. “You mentioned you wanted me to mark you for good. I have a couple of ideas about a tattoo that will brand you and I together.” Her look of surprise brought a chuckle. “I don’t care for tattoos but if you are going to wear my brand, I’m going to wear yours.”

The moan emitted from her lips and the way her body squirmed, Carter knew he hit the right buttons. They had a lot to talk about and work on but he trusted his instincts that they would work through whatever befell them. Carter leaned down to capture her eager lips, her tongue swirling and pushing past his lips. He sucked on the wet muscle, feeling her struggle against her bonds. Shifting his body so he was on his knees, he straddled one leg as he his hand moved the dildo southward to its final landing point.

They kissed passionately, trading tongues, sucking on lips and whatever else was presented to them. While they teased and pleased each other with their lips and tongues, Carter’s hand moved downward with total confidence that they were meant for each other.

Reaching the terminus point of his journey, he rubbed the glass dildo over her wet lips, hearing her groan through their lips. Releasing her lips for a moment, he smiled. “I love you Annaleigh Anderson and there is nothing that will tear us apart.”

Her body squirmed, her head rising, asking for his lips and he accepted her heated kiss as he slid the toy over her clit, feeling her body buck under him. It seemed her body went into another gear as he continued to tease her jewel before moving on.

Arriving at the entrance to her sex, Carter had a feeling the raised nubs on the dildo would wreak havoc on her senses. Pushing the toy past the guardian lips, her hips rose off the mattress trying, demanding her pussy be filled. But Carter teased her, pushing only the head of the toy inside, twisting it and inching it back and forth.

He had taken her to the brink of an orgasm and she would be taken there again. Only this time he would allow her to jump into the hot flames of lust. Pushing the toy deeper, he twisted it, feeling her body jerk, her hips pushing upward, wanting more.

His lips left hers and traveled over her chin and down to her neck to leave another brand of his. Then his lips moved to her heaving breasts, taking his time to kiss and caress them with his lips and tongue. He paid special attention to her nipples, wanting them hard and pointing skyward.

All the time his lips paid homage to her body, his hand slid the toy deep inside her. He was not interested in a quick fuck but rather he wanted her to feel each raised nub as it caressed her pussy from the inside. He must have been doing something right because her body began to gyrate on the bed, her breathing becoming more labored, her chest rising and falling under his kisses.

Kissing is way back to her lips, he looked into her half-lidded eyes, seeing the lust and need in them. “Tell me Anna how you like the feel of your favorite toy you selected to bring along? Tell daddy how much you love it slowly fucking your hot cunt. Ohhhh baby,“ he breathed hard, his cock pressed against her thigh and lower abdomen.

Her hips began to move with a purpose all their own as he twisted and fucked her pussy. His lips were perilously close to hers. Her hot breath was washing over his lips as he urged her on. “Cum for me baby. Show me how much you enjoy being fucked by your favorite toy.”

 

[Cum_Inside]

He didn't have to tell her twice. Anna came with a scream, body contracting as all of her pleasure centres fired at once. Her chest heaved, breath rapid and shallow as she enjoyed every last second of her orgasm. When it finally settled, Anna sunk bonelessly into the mattress and aimed a sleepy glance at Carter who was stroking her sides and tummy gently in encouragement.

She could feel the hardness of her lover's penis against her thigh now that her own focus had widened from the single-minded pursuit of her own climax. Usually she might reach down and stroke him while they cleared the air between them to keep him rock solid and ready to give her a goodnight fucking before they settled for the night but with the restraints that wasn't possible. She loved that their sex was never routine and every single time they got any playtime they changed it up. It really sparked her creativity and adventurous spirit.

For now, Anna had a few comments she needed to respond to while she worked on regaining her ability to breathe normally.

"First of all, you know your baby girl loves anything you choose to do to her. That spanking with your belt earlier? Fuck Carter, I absolutely loved it. I never want you to be afraid to give me too much; I'm stubborn and I like pain but I promise that I won't hesitate to use that safe word if it ever gets to be too much."

Anna paused and puckered her lips for a kiss. Carter granted her that, leaning down to meet her for a slow press of lips. They kept it light, mouths sliding but no effort to deepen it. When Anna pulled back she was smiling softly.

"I love you, Carter. There's always going to be some disagreements in married life, but especially between us where we're both so bloody stubborn," she giggled, continuing, "but that's okay. I wouldn't have you any other way. I am so honoured to get that apology because I know it's not something you do often and I forgive you. I understand the circumstances and you already know that what you said wasn't cool so now we can move on. From now on we both have to keep pushing each other out of our comfort zones and growing together so this is only the first step on a long journey that I can't wait to experience with you.

"And about the tattoo thing? I know you aren't keen on them. I don't expect that from you baby; I've already marked you as mine with that band on your finger and I can spend the rest of my life leaving the imprints of my body on you however I please. I want you to brand me, but I love tattoos and pain. You don't. That's okay too, Carter. Would I love to have a couple tattoo? Abso-fucking-lutely! But do I want you to mark your skin permanently if that's not what you would have chosen for yourself? Definitely not. You don't have to do that for me."

She gauged his reaction for a moment silently before she went on to broach Carter's comments about including someone else in their fun. She dropped her eyes to focus on her painted toes anxiously as she contemplated just exactly how to adequately explain herself to him.

Eventually, Anna felt like she was ready.

"I got a bit excitable earlier, I'll admit. Carter, I think it would be so sexy to watch how you treat another woman but I think I'm too jealous for that if I'm truly straight with you. It would have to be in a controlled space where I could put a stop to it at any moment. I think it's a kink where the fantasy is a lot more attractive than the reality of it and I feel like it's the same for you -- your possessive nature means that you don't like to share either. Even with the rules we talked about earlier, I think we'd really need to hammer out the details if that were ever to happen. Honestly, right now it's not really our priority anyway, so we can table this issue and talk about it later," she said quietly.

Although he'd had a serious expression on his face for the duration of Anna's speech it settled into something calmer now that all the angry feelings and tense atmosphere had dissipated with their lovemaking and tender apologies. He even returned her gentle smile, reaching out to stroke his knuckles over her cheek. Carter leaned down to kiss her passionately, his tongue brushing the seam of her lips and demanding entrance to her wet cavern. She moaned into his mouth, eyes slipping shut in pleasure. Gods, but this man knew how to kiss!

As they made-out like horny teenagers, Carter slid his fingers up her arms to grasp her hands and it seemed to bring back his awareness of her restrained status. His deft fingers picked apart the Velcro fastenings to let her free, Anna's hands immediately reaching to clasp Carter's face between her palms. She rolled onto her side facing away from Carter (who naturally adjusted to mirror her position with his chest against her back) and lifted her leg to grasp it just under the knee to hold it aloft. Carter's hand tugged her hips a little farther back against him and took over the primary task of holding that leg up so that he would be better able to visualize his cock disappearing inside her.

Anna reached down and stroked his dick a few times and found him miraculously still hard. Evidently, it appeared as though all the talk of permanent branding and kinky activities had not caused his erection to flag in the least; their brief respite of pillow talk seemed to have actually had the opposite effect. Carter was harder than ever. He made it easy for Anna to guide the head of his penis to the entrance of her pussy and spread her vaginal muscles around his shaft as he drove his hips forward to bury himself inside her in one smooth stroke.

They made love slowly, almost lazily, and both their orgasms were a long time coming after spending all day teasing and playing intermittently. Anna was exhausted when they were done, her entire body feeling heavy. Her thigh slipped from where it was gathered over Carter's waist and she sighed in sleepy pleasure. Carter was no better, his hips stuttering to a stop once he had expelled the last spurts of his cum inside her. Neither of them bothered to clean up, content to fall asleep in each other's embrace with Carter's rod still protected by the tight protective embrace of Anna's cunt.

Even after the hangup earlier in the evening, both of them were very comfortable and basking in the happiness that the love they shared provided as sleep overcame them. All in all, Anna had to say that it had been a good night. Their first fight as a married couple was out of the way and they'd handled it better than Anna had expected, both of them recognizing their faults and agreeing to work through them together. It proved that they could get through anything if only they put effort into making the relationship work.

I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings her mind whispered as she succumbed to her dreams.

 

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Friday Morning - Carter talks to Anna about tattoo

Carter wore only his underwear as he sat in a large leather chair staring out at the Vegas landscape. The sun was getting ready to peak over the mountains in the distance and Anna still lay sleeping on the big bed in the next room. He didn’t wake her, seeing her soundly sleeping in a deep slumber. She must be exhausted from the multiple orgasms she experienced yesterday.

Yesterday and last night had been a whirlwind of sex and gambling and more sex with their first argument thrown in. They patched up their differences but he knew they would have disagreements from time to time. As long as they focused on solving their differences, they would be alright. As soon as either of them grumbled and held what was bothering them inside, that was when the real serious issues would begin to tear at the fabric of their marriage.

Sipping his coffee, his thoughts turned from Anna to his company. Patrick McPherson, his private investigator, should be well into checking the computers for a potential mole. Under the guise of a routine check of the company’s security systems, Carter hoped Patrick would uncover the covert operative. Hopefully he will have his work completed by the time he and Anna flew back to the city.

He was mulling over a few company issues when he heard the soft padding of feet behind him. A smile etched his face when he saw the reflection of Anna, dressed in a terry cloth robe walking toward him. When she put her hands on his shoulders and then slowly moved them down to rub his pecs, he turned his head to the side and was greeted by a good morning kiss.

After exchanging a soft heated kiss, Anna walked around him and then politely deposited her lovely body on his lap. Carter loved the way she curled up into a ball in his arms while a baby kitten snuggling against her mother. Carter poured a cup of coffee for Anna as they took a moment to take in the breathtaking view of the mountains. Anna noted how the streets far below them, were nearly deserted at this time of the morning. Carter chuckled and commented that so were the casinos.

Vegas in the morning is like a sleeping giant slumbering to awaken and when it does each day, the city becomes a hectic lifestyle. People wake up with either money in their pocket or feeling a bit poorer. But they all yearn to be back at the gambling centers hoping to beat the house.

After a few moments of gazing out the large window, Carter pulled her lips to his for another soft kiss. He couldn’t get enough of Anna’s kisses. They were like soft rose pedals, pressing lightly against his but as the kiss deepened, her tongue slipped from its hiding place to like at his mouth. His tongue always responded to the welcome invitation, slithering from its home to flick along her lips. When the kiss broke, he smiled seeing those shimmering green eyes looking at him with admiration.

“I love you Anna,” he whispered hearing her tell him the same.

They both took a sip of their coffee and then Carter began speaking. “I didn’t get a chance to respond to you last night and I want to do that now.” An easy-going knowingly smile formed on her face.

“I promise you I will do whatever makes you sexually happy. I know you like some pain and you will use the safe word when I might get out of hand. You’ve experienced some of the toys and equipment in the playroom and I look forward to having you experience all of it.” Her smile broadened and Carter envisioned having her in many positions, moaning and asking for more. And Carter would gladly honor her request.

“And as for having someone join us in our bed, let’s put that on hold. I have a feeling someday you may want to do it and I don’t want to stop you dead in your tracks today. So let’s just leave it open and we’ll see what the future brings.” She smiled and offered him a kiss which he gladly accepted.

Carter’s face got more serious after the short kiss. “About the tattoos. I want to be branded by you so that every time we are not together I can look in the mirror and see your mark. I was doing some research on the internet this morning and got an idea. What if we both had our names tattooed in Chinese above our hearts.”

Her look of contemplation gave him a moment to grab his I-pad from the coffee table. He opened a screen and showed her the image of their names in Chinese.View attachment 2053576 and View attachment 2053577

“You mentioned a couple tattoo and I would fine with that too.” He took the moment to gaze into her eyes. “I’m not against tattoo but I never had a reason to get one. You told me why you had your back inked and it was because it meant something to you. Well you mean something to me …. Something very special Anna.”

Carter paused for a moment and then added, “If you have something else in mind I bow to your experience and artistry. If you want to add a couple along with the name that is fine with me too. What do you think honey? Tell me your thoughts on getting marked for life.”

The tattoo could always be taken off but Carter had no intention of ever having it removed. Anna was the light of his life and he would fight to keep her his when she returned to Edward and Josh. As he waited for her answer, he thought of Anna lying on a bed, Josh hovering over her, ready to take her and having to look at his name even if he didn’t know what the Chinese symbols meant. Anna could lie and tell him anything but he would not know it was Carter’s name.

 

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She was more than happy to climb out of her warm nest of blankets and directly into Carter’s lap. They shared a relaxing morning sipping their coffee and looking out over the Strip as they cuddled in silence. Anna wished that every morning could start this way but in just a few days that would likely be ripped away from her. Best to enjoy it while they still had the chance.

Yesterday had been eventful but ended on a happy note. She really hoped that today would be similar, only without the excitement of an argument thrown in to spice it up even further. For now she was content to look over the images Carter had selected for their couple tattoo.

It obviously meant a lot to him.

In general, Anna had been taught that it was never good to get a lover’s name inked onto her skin but in this case, should anything ever happen, Anna could always smudge the truth a bit and fib on the meaning of the Chinese characters. She had the utmost faith that Carter was her endgame and the hanzi would be beautiful representations of Carter’s hold on her that she could carry with her at all times. She would wear his name proudly, shouldering every bit of the responsibility that came along with it.

She was sure that everyone who got their lover’s names embedded into their skin believed that their relationship would last but a love like the one between her and Carter was rare and pure in the intensity of passion that was always smouldering beneath the surface. She was committed to nurturing the spark between them to help this fledgling relationship grow into something amazing that could span the rest of their lives. It would take hard work and lots of trust, but perhaps being willing to have a symbol so important and unique to him branded on her body was the first step in showing Carter that Anna trusted him with everything in her.

Her fingers traced the letters of his name on the screen in wonder.

As she leaned up to kiss his jaw and let him know that she was whole-heartedly on board and didn’t want to make any changes to the design he had so painstakingly chosen for them, she noticed the slight downturn of Carter’s lip and the dark cloud that had settled over his face. Anna didn't have to be a genius to figure out what he was thinking about. Her lips traced across the sharp edge of his stubbled jaw until their mouths could meet in the middle.

He wasted no time responding and whatever it was that had soured his mood seemed to have passed just like that. Although Anna liked her coffee, she loved it even more when she was able to rate the sharpness of it on Carter’s tongue. She offered him several quick pecks as she pulled back to sit up properly in his lap and clasp his face between her hands in case there was any misunderstanding still left to be cleared up.

She could imagine the scene playing out in Carter’s mind; sending her home to lie in the bed of their enemies and the look on Josh’s face when he first saw her new tattoo, commenting about how beautiful it was but never knowing that the woman he now called lover bore another man’s name carved into her heart. Of that Carter was probably going to be smug, but knowing that another man got to see it at all was unappealing and made his blood boil. That was likely the cause of the storm cloud that had briefly touched Carter’s countenance.

They hadn’t known each other that long and though she had questioned the depth of her knowledge on the enigma that was Carter Anderson last night in the tub she had to admit that she felt like she knew him better than herself at times. Other times she was at a complete loss as to what he could possibly be thinking, but she was certain she had hit the nail on the head when her next words seemed to resonate. She watched his face change and open up in the realization that Anna seemed to know exactly what he was thinking.

“I’m going to take immense joy at wearing your name so boldly on my body whenever that monster thinks he can have me. I’m yours even when I’m his, Carter. It’s always you. You’re the man I want to fall asleep with and wake up to every morning for the rest of my life and with your name tattooed across my heart I’ll never have to go without that. I’m always going to come back to you and I’m going to fight as hard as I have to in order to make that reality.”

Her words were steady and firm, spoken like an oath in the peaceful stillness of their hotel room.

Carter’s surge of affection was sudden but not entirely unexpected as he hooked an arm under her knees and one around her back before rising smoothly from the chair with his bride in his arms and bodily tossing her onto the bed. His hands ripped her bathrobe open in his rush to assure her of his own passion. Carter found nothing underneath to cover Anna’s body so he simply pushed his underwear down low enough to free his cock and drove himself to the root inside her sacred place. He kissed her like a man possessed as his hips pistoned and bucked over her, making love hurriedly in the bright morning sun of Sin City.

When it was all said and done and Anna was laying crushed beneath Carter’s larger frame, body filled with the physical manifestation of their love and her heart beating wildly, Anna curled her fingers in his hair and pressed her forehead to his. Her words were a breathless rush when she expressed what she was currently feeling.

“I think that said it all, baby. I can’t wait to wear your name both on paper and again on my body forever. When are we going to get our tattoos? I promise to hold Daddy’s hand if he gets a little scared,” she laughed. It came out as more of a lilting huff, sound strangled in the air between them for what little oxygen she had in her lungs right now.

As they lay there, their future looked bright.

 

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Friday Morning - More sex before tattoo shopping

Overcome with lust for his wife, Carter couldn’t help but take her to bed and make love to her. He hoped and wished they could do this every morning before they went to work. Now lying half on and half off her naked body, he laughed at her comment about holding his hand if he got scared in the tattoo parlor.

“I’ll try to be a big boy for my little girl and if I’m not I’m sure you’ll hold my hand if I get scared,” he chuckled, leaning down and kissing her.

Releasing her lips, he chuckled again. “You know sweetheart I do have to apologize.” He waited for her and smiled when he saw her look of confusion. “You didn’t get your morning treat. But I think we can remedy that.”

Carter flipped onto his back, quickly turning his body so he was facing her feet as she pulled Anna on top of him. “Now you just enjoy your morning treat and I’ll enjoy mine.” Pulling her legs to kneel on either side of his face, his arms wrapped around her hips, pulling her pussy down to meet his waiting lips.

As he licked and sucked her clit and honey, his fingers toyed with her ass cheeks, spreading them open to rub her puckered hole. He loved the way her body responded to his touches, her butt wiggling suggestively when his tongue slid away from her pussy to lick at the rear entrance. Getting it wet and slippery with his salvia, his finger took over as his tongue slipped down to the entrance of her cave, flicking and then slicing between the soft pedals, fucking it with his wet muscle. Her body jerked when his thick finger penetrated her ass while his tongue spiked in and out of her pussy. She was getting closer to splashing her honey onto his waiting mouth, making him lick and suck her faster, wanting to feel the flush on his face.

But as he enjoyed her, she was enjoying making him hard again. Carter was amazed how went to work on his flaccid cock and quickly made the muscle hard and yearning to erupt. He moaned into her wet pussy while his hips moved up and down, rotating under the talented tongue and lips. Her mouth was working her magic and soon he would be unable to control his eruption.

They attacked each other with a fervor only newlyweds seemed to enjoy after tying the knot. Lovers who, after satisfying their sexual appetite, needed more of the pleasurable emotions that making love brings out. They rocked together in the symphony of lust, caressing, touching, probing, sucking, and licking until their lust reached its zenith.

Carter’s cock, buried in Anna’s mouth began to throb while her hips drove down hard onto his face. He felt smothered for moment as her pussy began to quiver, responding to his insistent sucking on her clit. As he brought her body closer to a pleasurable shameless orgasm, he pushed his finger deep into her ass.

Anna yelped loudly around Carter’s cock when his finger rammed deep into her ass. Her magical lips went into overdrive, sucking his cock deep into her mouth and Carter knew the end was near. When she put her arms between his thighs, forcing them apart, his ass was fair game.

Carter felt her fingers toying with his puckered hole and when she slipped a finger into his ass, his hips jerked wildly. His hips drove up and down, her mouth taking everything he could give her until he couldn’t stop the wild orgasm looming over him. Sucking all the honey she was delivering to his face, Carter erupted filling his lovely wife’s mouth with his creamy sperm.

The two lovers continued to pleasure each other until their bodies began to calm. Slowly their breathing began to return to normal when Anna moved off his body, licking her fingers of the creamy treat that escaped her mouth. She turned around and they kissed, stroking each other until their bodies recovered. Carter was becoming more accustomed to the taste of his sperm mixed with her sweet honey.

“Time to take a shower and get some breakfast baby.” Moving to get out of bed, he grabbed her one more time. “After breakfast we’re going to go Club Tattoo at Planet Hollywood.” She smiled and looked at him wondering how he came to pick them. “I did a bit of research while you slept this morning. They have a great rating and they also have as clients Country Music Star and Judge on the Voice, Blake Shelton; Pop Singer and Television actress Miley Cyrus; Jonah Hill; and some of the Korn Band members.

Anna gave him a smug approval chuckle, leaning to him, kissing him deeply. Carter loved the way they kissed and when they separated, he laughed jumping out of bed. “Get your pretty ass in the shower baby. Not for sex but I need to get you nice and clean for your tattoo.” He ran into the bathroom, looking over his shoulder seeing the legs on her sexy body hit the floor and follow him.

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Edward angrily threw his cell phone on the table, hearing it make a sickening sound. “Goddam it. I can’t trust anyone,” he screamed.

Josh, Megan, and Regina looked at the boss with wonderment. What the hell could have set him off. Edward normally had a long fuse and it took a lot to get under his skin. But something happened that set him off.

Regina walked to him and put her hand on his forearm. “What’s going on dear?”

The anger on his face softened just a bit as he looked at his wife. “Our manager in Vegas got picked up for a DUI and is in jail for the weekend. What the fuck are we going to do about the big night we have scheduled for tonight?”

The four of them knew this was going to be big night with a large number of slaves up for auction. Vegas was one of the shinning stars in Edward and Regina’s stable of sex clubs. They always brought in a lot of sexy women they got off the streets. Most of them thought they were getting modeling contracts and before they knew what hit them, they were being auctioned off and sent to all corners of the states.

Josh looked at Megan and smiled. “Uncle why not let Megan and fly out to Vegas in your jet and take care of things. We can be back late Sunday night and ready for Anna on Monday.”

Edward and Regina looked at each other. “Edward, we have had a set back with Carter and Anna until Monday. I don’t see any problem letting our nephew go and take care of things.”

Edward smiled at his wife. “Good idea honey, that will give us the weekend to ourselves.” Turning to Josh. “I’ll call the pilot and have him ready to go when you two get to the airport. And Josh …… make sure our manager gets the message about drinking and driving.”

Josh smiled wickedly. He loved to issue some discipline to bad employees to make sure they got the message. “Don’t worry uncle. Megan and I will give him a message he won’t forget for a long time.”

Regina grabbed Josh’s arm. “Just make sure he can go to work Monday night.”

“Don’t worry aunt Regina. I’ll be easy on him.” Josh grabbed Megan’s hand and they left the older couple with thoughts gambling in Sin City when the auction was over.

 

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Club Tattoo was nothing like Anna expected but the luxury of it made her mouth dry up in anticipation. It was ritzy and glamorous, the entryway emblazoned with an LED image of a club similar to the one you might find on a playing card. Just inside the couple was greeted by a petite blonde with a bob cut at the reception desk who had thick black lines swirling around her arm from wrist to forearm. The negative spaces between the lines were all filled with colourful images of flowers and animated figures looking out at you from the depths of ink that appeared almost three dimensional in it's depth and vivid quality.

There were multiple touch screen pedestals located around the room that one could use to navigate through the salon's various artists' works and select pieces they liked. Anna could even see one woman with her chest against the chair as an artist lowered his face to finish detailing on her lower back.

She quivered in excitement. Anna had been waiting on her second tattoo for ages now but was never able to settle on the design. It was such a wonderful feeling to be here and know that she was going to get something imprinted on her skin that meant something to the both of them.

Anna squeezed Carter's arm more tightly against her side as he confirmed their appointment and was asked some generic questions in preparation for their session and get to know them better. She (her name was Hanna with no h at the end) gave them a bit of information about their artist and pointed him out at the back of the room where a door was wide open and a guy cleaned his tools.

He looked quite young but the accolades and blown-up tattoo designs on the walls of his station suggested that he was worth taking a chance on; Anna wasn't worried but Carter was likely a bit more nervous than he let on. The artist's snapback was on backwards and barely hanging on as he leaned over to ensure that every bit of the equipment was sterilized and ready to go. When he was ready he sauntered over with a wide grin that eclipsed his face. From here, Anna could see the Celtic knots, abstract patterns, portraits and quotes flowing over every inch of flesh on his arms, shoulders and even crawling up the column of his throat. She was willing to bet that most of it was self-done as artists liked to do while they were gaining experience.

He stuck out his hand in greeting and Carter shook it firmly, Anna following behind.

"Hey guys -- I've heard a lot about the mighty Carter Anderson but it is my pleasure to meet this lovely lady; Anna, right? I'm Spence! I'll be the one doing your pieces today 'cuz I'm the best at letters and whatnot. Hanna tells me you have something in mind so if you follow me we can lay it out for you," he said as he waved them back towards his station. He shut the door behind them with a quiet click

There were two chairs with wheels on them next to the actual tattoo chair. She was about to perch hesitantly on the edge of the hot seat but Carter was unabashed when he pulled her down onto his knee. Spencer stifled a snicker but had nothing to say about it, attention turning to focus on the now familiar image on the screen of Carter's iPad which he had brought along with them. It was nothing too difficult so they mostly discussed location and what to expect once in the chair. Spencer could see just the edges of Anna's tattoo peaking out from under her shirt so most of his instructions were directed to Carter with Anna listening silently.

As he sketched the stencil, he quieried on who was going first.

Anna wated it to be her. She had been waiting a long time for this and now that it was here she didn't want to put it off any longer. Plus, she loved the thrill of the tattoo gun moving over her skin and injecting ink just under the surfae. Carter was tense next to her though he tried to hide it and act tough but Anna caught it in the microexpressions that slid across his face. Carter was very visual; if she went first and he could see that it wasn't that bad he might settle easier.

"Can I go first?" She asked him softly as she clutched at his hand. Her emerald eyes looked up at him imploringly. He scanned her face for a moment but didn't argue, nodding tersely. He wanted this but he couldn't help but be a bit nervous for the new experience. He had been doing his research so he already knew generally what to expect but also that tattoos over the rib cage right above the heart tended to be more painful.

It didn't take any time at all to be done stenciling. Anna rose from Carter's lap to stand in front of the floor to ceiling mirror on the back wall while Spencer carefully applied the stencil to assess placement and asked her if she wanted it moved any at all. She didn't. He had placed it perfectly against her heart and Anna was ready to have it inked permanently. She practically skipped into the chair.

Spencer reached out for the tattoo gun and the black ink well before pausing. He looked up at her, one eyebrow raised and that too-wide smile still present. "Ready doll? You've got one of these already so you know what you're in for but if you need a break just say so. It should be fairly quick though and it will be hubby's turn before you know it."

He probably had lots of clients nervous about the needle or for various reasons change their mind, meaning that he was well practiced in the art of proper encouragement but Anna was not about to back out so she nodded serenely.

"Yeah, I'm ready," she agreed happily. "I love tattoos. Carter is maybe not such a fan but he's a trooper so he'll get through this just fine. Me? I've been waiting forever!"

 

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Friday Afternoon = Carter and Anna get tattooed

The first stop for Josh and Megan when they arrived in Las Vegas was the Clark County Jail. Jason Morales, the manager of Club Risqué, was still in jail for a DUI. Josh posted bail for his troubled manager and when he appeared before Josh, Jason knew he was in trouble.

Josh read him the riot act, telling him how stupid he was to get caught and how he almost ruined everything. Josh knew Jason was great at what he did and if not for the amount of men and women he coaxed into the slave market, they would cut him loose. Josh also knew Edward and Regina liked the guy and that was another reason he had to be careful about his discipline.

Megan rode in front while Josh and Jason rode in the back from the jail to Club Risqué. They talked about the evenings festivities and Jason told them he hoped they would be pleased with the presentation. They had a larger number of slaves to be auctioned off and in an off-handed way he suggested they might like to bid one for Mistress Regina’s stable.

Josh and Megan smiled at each other, both thinking how great if would be to go back to Edward and Regina with one or two slaves in tow. Megan knew Regina would be excited to see new blood in her operation.

Josh looked out the window, seeing Club Tattoo at Planet Hollywood and made a comment. “I’ve always wanted a tattoo and I might just stop in tomorrow and get a tattoo.” Today, they had a lot of things to discuss with Jason Morales and then after the show tonight, he would need to be taught a lesson.

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When Spencer asked who would get their tattoo first, Anna asked if she could and Carter was a bit relieved. He didn’t have anything against tattoos and loved looking and touching Anna’s but until recently he never considered getting inked.

Spencer chuckled at Anna’s exuberance, telling to remove her shirt and bra. Carter was nervous when they walked in but he didn’t think about seeing Anna naked in front of the tattoo artist. Anna however seemed at ease, stripping off her shirt and bra and not bothering to cover her breasts. He saw Spencer gazing at her ripe nipples, growing a bit harder in the coolness of the air conditioning. Spencer turned to look at Carter, winking in appreciation.

Carter had to hand it to Spencer. He was all business as he put placed the stencil above her breast. He surly had seen a lot of naked women in the past and Anna’s breasts were no different. As he watched the artist arrange the tattoo design the way Anna wanted it, he wondered if he ever engaged in sexual relations with his clients.

He was brought out of his mini-daydream when Anna, half naked and all smiles, sat in the tattoo artist’s chair. She definitely knew the ropes about tattooing and Carter was relieved when she jumped at the chance to get his name inked above her heart. He watched, fascinated at the way Spencer used his tattoo gun on her skin. He was definitely skilled at his profession and Carter was beginning to feel more comfortable.

Spencer talked as he inked Anna, asking where she got her tattoo and who was the artist that did the work. He was very complimentary of the artist, telling Anna it was one of the best designs he had seen in a long time. Carter didn’t know if he was bullshitting her or if he really believed what he was saying. It didn’t matter because Carter was becoming more comfortable watching this professional at work.

Carter watched Spencer hunch over her boob and could help but smile at Anna and giving her a grin. She knew what he was thinking and rolled her eyes as if to tell him to get his mind on something else rather than on her ripe nipple in his mouth. It was a joy for him to watch and only a few times did Anna wince in pain, followed immediately by Spencer’s apology.

It didn’t seem to take a long time and Carter was amazed when Spencer announced he was finished. While he was feeling a bit more comfortable, the idea of a tattoo was a life long decision. Yes, he could have it removed but he doubted he would ever have it done. He was going to have Anna’s name inked right above his heart and that is where it should be, for all to see when he removed his shirt.

Anna was all smiles, gazing at the image in the mirror. Her fingertips gently rubbed over Carter’s Chinese name and there was a special look on her face when she saw Carter standing behind her. He resisted the urge to wrap his arms around her and fondle her breasts as she winked at him. She knew his thoughts so well.

She turned, and with a greedy smile, told him it was his turn whether he liked it or not. If he had any doubts about being inked he still had a chance to back out. But if he was going to move forward with her name inked above his heart, he needed to rid himself of his shirt.

Carter hesitated a moment and everyone in Club Tattoo had their eyes focused on him. When he finally decided that this is what he wanted, he stripped off his shirt to the greedy eyes of the female employees and clients. There was a “ohhhh” sound that was barely audible but left not doubt his abs were well received.

Spencer applied the same professionalism to Carter that he afforded Anna. He was no nonsense as he arraigned the pattern above his heart. When he was finished he stepped back and Anna quickly grabbed his hand before he could change his mind.

Anna heard the woman whispering and pushed Carter to the artist’s chair. As he sat down, Carter thought he would ham it up a little. In a little boy voice, he asked, “is this going to hurt Anna? You told me it wouldn’t hurt. You promised.” He winked at her hearing the soft giggles from the other people in the parlor.

 

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Out of the corner of her eye, Anna could see the women in the tattoo parlour fixed on Carter as they waited for him to remove his shirt. They were all likely working hard to imagine the set of perfectly sculpted abdominal muscles that were hidden just out of sight. It took a moment for all of those buttons to come undone (remind Anna to buy this man some t-shirts!) but when they did and the shirt gaped open, Anna was the first to get an eyeful. Although she was lucky enough to get this view every day, it never got old. She was proud at all of the enthralled faces of the ladies as Carter thrust his shirt against her belly in a silent order to hold it.

When he settled into the chair after confirming placement, all female eyes were fixed on the muscles of his torso as he breathed slowly and shallowly. His own eyes were locked on Anna's face and though he didn't say it, Anna saw the nerves shining through. He was joking around and playing it off, so with a wicked smirk and a wink right back, Anna decided she'd have her fun too and see if any potential embarrassment he might feel would override his anxiety.

Pointedly, Anna reached to shut the door that must not have caught properly earlier, blocking off everyone's free show and making it clear that Carter was only hers to admire.

"Oh Daddy, you're big and strong and I know you can do this. Your baby girl managed just fine so there shouldn't be any reason you can't. It might hurt just a little but it's over before you know it and you can squeeze my hand when you need to, Daddy. I promise I'll be right here the entire time," she cooed in return.

She could hear Spencer chortle in response to their silliness. Carter's eyes narrowed minimally in response to her teasing and she knew she might get a spanking for this later but right now there was nothing he could do but lie there and take it. Then, his face cleared and he grinned, surprised that Anna was being so bold in public. He probably loved it, having her declare their status out loud, but they just had to be careful.

Carter still was an influential man and around any corner there could be some paparazzi waiting to spread rumours and photos of them across as many tabloids as he could. The staff here were not about to say anything as they all seemed very professional and had received many celebrity clients in the past, so set on maintaining that good reputation that lips were sealed about the behaviour of their VIPs, of which Carter fit the bill. It was only the patrons in the salon to worry about, but everyone was made to sign an NDA when they entered for the above mentioned VIP clientele's continued interest.

She leaned forward to kiss him quickly and propped herself on the edge of one of the wheeled chairs next to his right side. She folded his shirt in her lap and reached for his hand, squeezing and raising it to hover against her sternum, beneath her breasts. Anna didn't bother to put her shirt back on just yet. Everyone else had already seen anyway; Spencer was certainly professional about it, and maybe Carter would have something he liked very much to focus on; the shiny black ink glimmering in the light above her heart certainly helped calm him -- he knew Anna was his in all ways now. Plus, Spencer would want to rub antiseptic ointment on it and wrap it to protect it before they left so there was no point just yet unless Anna wanted to strip down for a second time later. Might as well just wait patiently.

Spencer got settled in next to Carter and said "alright man, here we go. Your girl is a fucking champ," before the gun whirred to life and Carter's attention snapped to that as Spencer lowered it to hover a hair's breadth against his chest. Spencer teased a bit, telling Carter it was the last chance to back out.

Of course Carter didn't back down. The first press of the gun against the stenciled outline drew a hiss from Anna's lover at the odd sensation but otherwise he was quiet in the chair, turning to look at his wife while Spencer worked quickly, talent obvious in the impeccable lines spreading across Carter's left pectoral. Before Carter knew it, the tattoo was complete and Spencer was leaning back to survey his work.

Carter waited for the go ahead to get up and check it out in the mirror. He didn't let go of Anna's hand and tugged her along with him to stand with her chest pressed against his back, Anna on her tiptoes, and her chin on his shoulder as they both inspected the hanzi of her name on his heart. Carter must not have been expecting to love it so much because for a moment his expression was wide open, awe visible on his face, jaw slack and eyes wide. Anna buried her massive grin in his shoulder, eyes peeking out over to catch on the love shining through Carter's own orbs as opposed to Carter's first and only tattoo standing out against his tan skin.

With a soft kiss, Anna stepped back.

"I love it, baby. You did so good and now you know what you're getting into for the next one." Carter turned to her in surprise as if to argue that there would be no next time. Anna was only teasing; she knew tattoos were more her thing than his.

"I know, I know. But at least now you know what to expect when you come with me for my next piece. This was a lovely experience to share with you and I couldn't be happier. It means so much to me that you'd do this for me," she husked, softly.

After that, Spencer rubbed the ointment on Anna's chest over the new ink and wrapped it up before pausing in front of Carter who had let out a warning growl when Spencer's fingers dipped a little too low on Anna's breast for her husband's liking. Anna laughed, slapping at Carter's abs playfully. She took the ointment from Spencer and smeared a little over Carter's tattoo, massaging it in.

"Oh, hush you! I just got your name tattooed on my tit. Everything is obviously yours, caveman," she laughed. The joke seemed to have the intended effect and Carter's tense shoulders relaxed enough for Spencer to feel comfortable approaching to wrap his shoulder. Carter's expression was slightly embarrassed, knowing he'd maybe overreacted. Still, he offered a hand for Spencer at the end of it all to let him know everything was cool and that Carter was satisfied with his work. Spencer pulled in him for that weird one-armed hug thing that guys were so fond of despite Carter's dislike for physical interaction with anyone not his wife, Anna laughing once more at the small look of discomfort Carter gave her over Spencer's shoulder.

Anna gave a look of warning to Carter before she wrapped her arms around Spencer's shoulders in a friendly hug.

"Thank you so much! It looks fucking amazing and I'm so happy Carter surprised me with this. Trust me; do not let that grumpy exterior fool you. He's really just a giant teddy bear," she giggled. "At least, he is when he knows his wife is content. What's that saying? 'Happy wife, happy life?'"

Everyone laughed at that and Anna could see Carter's genuine joy. He cradled her against his side and kissed the crown of her head, nodding in agreement.

After that, they received care instructions (which Anna already knew) and some antiseptic cream. Spencer wanted to take pictures of the tattoos to add to his portfolio and Carter allowed it, knowing that the images would not show their faces. The couple redressed and headed out to the reception desk to swipe his Visa. He was satisfied enough with Spencer's work that he left a generous tip behind with the payment and the promise to recommend him to anyone looking for an artist.

Anna stopped him just outside the door with her hand pressed against his chest directly over the tattoo. His heart was pulsing under her palm and it made her smile. She stretched up to kiss him, mumbling into his mouth, "thank you for this Carter. I love you."

With a nip of her teeth over his lip, Anna reached even farther to whisper in his ear. "I can't wait to look down at that brand as I ride you tonight, Daddy." She paused to let him roll the words around in his mind and visualize it before pulling back out of his arms to exclaim, "now tell me, where are you taking your little girl for lunch because she is famished!"

 

[Rocket1010]

Friday Afternoon - Seeing a Club Risque in Las Vegas

The tattooing was not as bad as Carter thought. There were a few moments when he felt some pain but Spencer was very professional. And it also helped to have his lover sitting next him, half-naked. He smiled, watching her tits and the tattoo just above her left breast. The whirlwind courtship was only a few weeks and here they were, in a tattoo parlor, getting their names inscribed over their hearts.

Though she had made a few chirpy comments about holding his hand, he enjoyed the way she held his hand during the tattoo process. It wasn’t as if he needed her soft touch to calm him. He was a man who up until he met and won Anna’s heart didn’t need anyone else to help him. He had climbed the ladder of success without a lot of help and though he was strong enough to withstand the tattoo gun, it was refreshing to have her nearby. As they looked at each other, the love in her eyes was undeniable. She was going to protect him from those women in the other room and any one else who dared to have erotic thoughts about her lover. And he would do everything in his power to protect her from any danger.

At the end, they stood together, he staring at her Chinese name on his breast and she staring at his name on her breast. Carter wanted to run his fingers over her name but the advice of Spencer was not to touch them until they healed. There were a few awkard moments when they shook hands and Spencer pulled him into him. He was used to the strong handshake of businessmen and women and not the semi-hug handshake. But they got through it and Carter saw the look of surprise and happiness when she saw the amount of tip he left the tattoo artist.

Outside in the bright Nevada sun that seemed to never end, Anna expressed her desire to eat lunch. Peter, who waited while they got their tattoos, drove up. He was so attentive and efficient as a driver and he was pleased that James had hired him.

In the back of limo, Carter asked Peter where they might find a cozy restaurant away from the hustle and bustle of the strip. Peter told him he knew of a nice cozy place where they could be alone and not bothered. Carter looked at Anna, seeing her nod of approval and told Peter it would fine.

Peter began the drive, asking how the tattooing went. Anna exploded into details about the artist and the famous people he tattooed. Carter could only sit back, watching and listening to his wife’s constant and non-stop detailed description of their tattooing experience. When she finally stopped to take a breath, Peter chuckled, “Sounds like you had a good time.”

Carter assured him they did and as he spoke he saw a sign on a building just off the strip. The sign, in bright bold glittering gold letters spelled Club Risqué. Carter did a double take, blinking his eyes, wondering if there was some relationship between the Club Risqué back home and this establishment. He asked Peter but he didn’t know anything about it except that it was a members-only club. Carter remembered his ordeal getting into the club back home. They needed to find out more about the club.

Anna had seen the sign too and Carter felt her body jerk. She had been forced to go onstage with Josh and give blow jobs to three strikingly young virile men. Carter had watched, resenting the fact his lover went about sucking the men and seemingly enjoying it. Later he found out she was under the influence of some pill that created enhanced sexual tendencies. He also remembered the two women who he took to a motel for a night of sexual delights because of his anger toward Anna. Afterward, he felt shame and remorse when they argued about the incident before clearing the air and expressing their love for each other.

Carter remembered he had stolen a tin of pills that were tucked away in a drawer. Some day he would get them out and see first-hand what effect they had on his lover. But for now, his thoughts centered on the club in Las Vegas, wondering if Edward and Regina were somehow connected. He hoped they weren’t but deep in his heart he had a feeling they were connected.

Arriving at the restaurant, Carter asked Peter to join them for lunch but he declined. Peter told him he was not allowed to intermingle with clients other than chauffeuring them around town. “Besides this establishment is owned by my sister and I will have a chance to catch up on her in the kitchen. Thank you for your kind offer.” He hesitated for a moment and added, “Sir, I must tell you James and Rita loves working for you. They have nothing but good things to say about you.” Turning his head to look at Anna, he smiled. “And they also said some good things about you young lady even though they don’t know you very well. I find that James and Rita are very good at reading people.”

Carter and Anna followed Peter into the restaurant and were introduced to Peter’s sister MaryAnn. She was very gracious and showed them to a table near a window overlooking a large garden. When they were seated, Carter looked at Anna. “After this we will go shopping for some new clothes for you and maybe spend some time by the hotel pool.” But then he took on a more serious look.

“Tonight, we have to go to Club Risqué and find out if our mutual friends are somehow connected to it.” Anna’s face took on a more somber look at the mention of the club.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Her fingernails dug into the leather upholstery of the vehicle when she saw the sign and her body began to tremble in fear. Her memories of the club were anything but good and although Anna would say that she had no choice in her actions that night, some would obviously argue that point as she had looked like a willing participant on that stage. Either way, Anna had left Club Risque feeling like she had no control over the way her life was swirling down the drain, and feeling like she had almost lost Carter for good. Not only that, but knowing that these slave auctions were going down right in plain sight as well as the other heinous behaviours which happened in that establishment made Anna feel a little sick. She did not want anything to do with going back there but she had no choice.

Anna knew that Carter was right. She knew that Risque was connected to their enemies (had seen it with her own two eyes), but that didn't matter without evidence. They had to find something to tie everything together. She nodded gravely at Carter's words in agreement, suddenly not hungry at all. Her stomach was turning so she just picked at her food but had no appetite to really eat anything. It all tasted like ash in her mouth as she thought about what could possibly happen this evening and her past experiences. Because of the mood that had fallen over both of them, lunch was mostly silent.

Shopping brightened her up a bit. She found a wide variety of new clothes for her wardrobe, a lot of dresses, some beautiful blouses, and of course Anna fell in love with several pairs of shoes and even some jeans. Her own stubborn spirit about letting Carter spend money on was nowhere to be found as retail therapy worked to cheer her up. She was well aware that her funds would now be his, even though they were only a drop in the bucket, but she was contributing none the less. Plus, as Carter demanded to know in the car, what kind of man would he be if his wife wouldn't let him provide for her?

Knowing that it would quiet all future arguments, Carter had pulled her into his lap and whispered that a good little girl didn't argue when Daddy wanted to buy her presents, nipping at her ear. Anna whimpered, eyes closing in surrender as she submitted one more part of her soul to him. Carter was her dominant in everything, and he was right about this too. Weakly, Anna nodded, pressing her lips to kiss in a very passionate "thank you" gesture.

Just before they'd exited the vehicle, Carter had retrieved that daunting No Limit Visa from his wallet and pressed it into her hand, closing her fingers around it. Anna trembled at how heavy the tiny card seemed to feel in her grasp; knowing that she had so much money at her fingertips made her nervous. She still didn't go crazy, but she bought enough to fill up the other half of the closet in Carter's (and now hers) master bedroom at home. She still exercised restraint, and Carter was still suggesting pieces he thought she would look good in, so Anna felt comfortable that she hadn't gone overboard.

Anything he suggested Anna considered, but she let him have free reign over their purchases in the lingerie store they visited. From now on, it would all be to please him, so of course Carter was the one selecting the items he wanted to see her in. He was still logical, choosing every day functional undergarments as well as those for more sexy play, but Anna now had plenty of options to choose from. She was definitely left feeling satisfied from their shopping day.

The last stop was to pick out a dress for their evening tonight. Although it dampened her mood once more, Anna knew that it was necessary. Carter was fully prepared to buy his way into Club Risque, but Anna hoped that she could sweet talk the doorman into letting them "join" the club instead. She had to look elegant and classy, but still young and sexy enough to fit right in. Plus, it helped that her husband was rich as fuck. She didn't think they'd be able to deny the lure of his bank account for the auction's revenue.

******

When they returned to the hotel, Carter made some phone calls while Anna changed into her swimsuit. He wanted to join her, but they both knew the importance of making sure that their assets were joint, and that Anna or Carter were legally each other's next of kin in emergencies so that either would not be denied access to funds, property, or any other resources they may now share. Although they had the paperwork from the wedding, it always helped when one of North America's most influential men was calling to push things through. He had done most of this just prior to leaving for Vegas, but there were still a couple loose ends to tie up. It didn't take long at all before everything was dealt with and he was ready to join her at the pool, finding her already baking in the mid afternoon sun as she slept.

Overall, it was a productive day, and Anna basked in the warmth of the desert sun as she laid out on a chaise lounger, half-asleep with her hand clasped in Carter's. She had foregone her sunglasses, knowing that she'd have one hell of a tan line, but she regretted that the second she peeked open an eye to watch him reading a novel next to her and almost went blind from exposure to the rays of sunlight. She smiled. It was all so mundane and a welcome change from the craziness they'd been going through lately. She leaned over to peck him on the cheek and he looked at her in surprise, still thinking his wife was sleeping. He offered her a wide smile, though, and met her lips halfway, his hand cradling her cheek gently.

Anna separated, murmuring a soft, "hi, you," in a sleepy voice, before she stretched languidly and rose off the lounger, depositing her towel in the space she had just vacated. There were not many people around the pool at the moment, only a couple and their three kids hanging around the shallow end, most others out exploring Vegas or at the casino. Anna took advantage of this and took a running leap into the deep end, water exploding over the sides of the pool at the force of her cannonball. She came up cackling, childish joy rampant on her features as she splashed and played around. Carter had received the deluge of water from her jump so he was soaked, watching her in exasperation. He wasted no time putting down the saturated novel and jumping in himself, quickly slicing through the water and pulling her into his arms, hands and fingers reaching out to tickle her in retaliation as she giggled loudly and simultaneously hissed at the pain of the sunburn beginning to spread over her shoulders. The couple on the other end laughed at this exuberance fondly, shaking their heads at the crazy newlyweds.

******

They had a late supper and returned to their rooms to dress for Risque. Anna's energy was low again, but she dressed and did her makeup in preparation regardless as Carter decided on what he would wear. For a while, Anna debated wearing her wedding rings to the club, not wanting to taint that bond in any way. In the end she figured that they could only help gain interest as a sign of the couple's wealth. They also would (hopefully) ward off any negative attention from men looking to prey on her.

The dress she had chosen to wear to Club View attachment 2053717 was casual cute but also could be worn in a more formal setting, so Anna felt that it would fit perfectly in the setting they were going to. It was flowy and had lots of room for movement if she wanted to dance. She slid her feet into a pair of simple white peep-toe heels and was ready to go, noting that Carter was looking every bit the part of a man with money that the club would want to have as a member - suave, handsome, laid back, and even a little rogueish, as he met her at the door of the hotel room. Fuck, but she wanted to meet this man in a dark corner of the club and have him bend her over. Maybe they could find the chance for such naughty behaviour...

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Anna was half-right in her previous hopes to get into the club. She was able to cajole the doorman into letting them check the place out by mentioning that they had mutual friends in the club who had recommended it to them. The doorman wanted to know who, and Anna blurted out "Josh Williams" in a panic. The doorman grinned and nodded, saying "oh yeah, Josh is always sending people this way! I'll have to let him know you stopped by!" Carter nipped that one in the bud, sliding a wad of bills across the counter even as Anna said, "We'd rather tell him ourselves what we think of the place. He's been trying to get us to check it out for a while but it just hasn't happened. We'd rather see what we think and let him know; God only knows that telling Josh he was right would only make him unbearable and Sam can't stand admitting that fucker knows what he was talking about," Anna giggled. At least the doorman only had fake names to if he did open his big mouth - Sam and Kaydence. Josh wouldn't be able to trace it back to them.

The doorman seemed to buy it, pocketing the bills quickly. "Yeah, I can totally seem him being that way. You guys have a great night!"

Anna breathed a sigh of relief as they stepped forward into the dimly lit club, noting that it was pretty much laid out the exact same way as her last foray into the sinful place. It was still early in the evening and there was a band playing on stage but not too much else in the way of "entertainment" just yet. Anna and Carter stopped at the bar to get a drink before finding a booth in one of the darker corners away from the stage. Nobody would be able to pick out their faces unless they were pretty much right up upon them way back here. They could survey the events in the club in the background without worrying too much about blowing their cover.

Anna had pressed herself in next to Carter, his arm up along the back of he booth and over her shoulders as they people-watched and chatted amongst themselves. The club was starting to fill up and the music was changing, the band finishing and the speakers starting to pump a smooth, sexy beat. Now, more and more people began to dance as the evening wore on and the events everyone was waiting for drew a little closer. Anna and Carter had all but stopped talking at this point, trading kisses in the privacy of their little booth, her hands roaming his chest as they waited for something they could use as ammunition or confirmation against Josh and Megan, or, God forbid, Edward and Regina. They had no way to know if auctions were a nightly thing, but they were willing to wait and see what happened.

Anna's thighs were beginning to quiver in arousal the more she made out with Carter, his own large hand slipping up under the hem of her dress and brushing against her thin panties. She spread her legs a bit for him, allowing him to pull her underwear aside and stroke through the moisture gathered in her slit. Those questing fingers didn't stay for long, only enough to tease her, before Carter was pulling them free of her pussy and smearing her juice across her lips. Immediately, he leaned it to lick it off and she swallowed his deep groan of pleasure as they shared her flavour in their soulful kisses.

Anna couldn't sit still any longer if Carter was going to keep playing with her, and if he did she wouldn't be able to focus on what was going on around her, so she grabbed his arm and pulled him from the booth on shaky legs. She led him to the dance floor and twisted in his arms until her backside was rubbing deliciously against his groin. One of her hands curled up around the back of his neck and he lowered his head so that his mouth was next to her ear obediently. The couple followed the beat of the music as they rolled and grinded together on the floor through several songs until sweat was beading on her neck and running down the crevice between her breasts. She was starting to get short of breath and needed a bit of a break, so she sent Carter back to the booth while she headed to the bar for the next round, slipping up onto one of the stools there.

She had just wrapped her slick fingers around the glass of Carter's double bourbon when she heard a familiar lilting female voice a few feet away say, "I'll have a boilermaker and a sangria." Anna froze, eyes widening in horror as her slack fingers almost lost their grip on the drink. Slowly, her head swiveled to the side. Unmistakably, there was a beautiful bombshell of a blonde leaning against the bar top. She hadn't seemed to notice Anna yet, so with adrenaline singing through her veins, Anna's body came back to life and she quickly shot into motion and began to weave through the mass of bodies blocking her from the safety of her husband.

Her breath was rapid and she almost dove into the booth, liquor sloshing and spilling all over the table. Her eyes must have been panicked, because Carter was alarmed enough to grasp her by the neck and pull her in, realizing that Anna was about to have a panic attack. She gasped against the skin of his throat for a few moments, fists clutched tightly in his shirt, until she was calm enough to pull back and murmur weakly, "they're here, Carter. Megan is here. I didn't see Josh, but he's got to be close. What are we going to do? We can't stay -- we have to go."

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Megan turned as her peripheral noted someone moving quickly away from the bar. It was dark enough that she didn't register the face, but she could have sworn she saw a flash of green eyes that she would recognize anywhere. Those eyes were very distinctive. Then again, Megan wondered if she was just imagining it. Though the body shape, hair, and sense of style were also similar, Megan knew that the woman she was thinking about was nowhere near Sin City; that woman was holed up in the bed of a man Megan detested in New Orleans. She sneered. Their baby girl should be here with them; she belonged to them now, not anywhere with that monster who thought he was a Saint. Someday soon she'd be back where she belonged - only a few more days until she's ours again, Megan she told herself, reaching forward to collect the drinks she'd ordered before heading back up onto the balcony where Josh was probably beginning to get impatient.

He was chewing on the end of a toothpick as he waited, leaning over the balcony railing. His eyes were fixed onto a booth in the corner and it was clear that Megan startled him a bit when she pressed both herself and drink against his chest. He straightened up, accepting his drink and sipping slowly, fingers still tapping an unknown rhythm against the rail, attention never sliding away from whatever it was that he was looking at. Megan's eyes narrowed; he only did that when something was bothering him.

To distract him, Megan wrapped her arm around his waist and leaned up to speak into his ear even as she squinted into the darkness to see what was so interesting. She couldn't really see a thing from here.

"It's a busy night here, baby. I think we're going to make a killing. Ed and Regina are going to be so pleased. The only thing that would make this better was if we had our lovely little bitch here to play with too. Speaking of, I could have sworn that I saw..."

Josh cut her off, body whipping around to face her, eyes on fire, finally broken free of the spell he was under. His mouth was pressed together in a flat line as he simply said:

"Anna. I saw her, too."

Megan staggered in surprise, eyes flaring widely.

 

[Rocket1010]

Friday Night - Trapped in Club Risque

The day had gone relatively smoothly after seeing the huge sign spelling Club Risqué. Both Carter and Anna were somewhat quiet during lunch, their minds on what might be happening tonight at the club. They spent part of the afternoon shopping for new outfits for Anna. He chuckled a few times seeing the price tags. They could probably buy the clothes at a lot lower price anywhere else. But this was Vegas and everything cost more in Sin City.

The lingerie shop was, of course, Carter’s favorite and he appreciated the way Anna let him pick out some very sexy outfits. Bras and panties of silk and lace were his favorites and if she disagreed, she didn’t say a word. Her face did turn a red with embarrassment a few times when he held up a sexy bra against her, telling her how he couldn’t wait to see her wearing this later. A few of the women shoppers giggled at his teasing and when he looked in their direction, they shyly turned their heads acting as if they were talking to each other.

The rest of the day was spent leisurely laying around the pool until Anna got a little girlish, doing a cannonball and purposely getting him drenched. He enjoyed her girlish attitude and it made him feel more love for her. He didn’t want someone who was stiff and rigid and he hoped she would never lose that charm. Some women in the past, were afraid of what people would think if they acted like a young girl. They also thought there was a rich man’s decorum that didn’t allow them to have fun. Anna was different and he loved the way she brought out his little boy attitude as he joined her in the pool, not caring that they were the center of attention.

Afterwards, while they dressed, Carter felt an icy wall around Anna. She was very quiet while she prepared to visit the club and Carter knew why. When he saw her dress, he whistled and cradled her in his arms, telling her everything would be fine. The dress also hid the bandage that covered her new tattoo. They were going to check out the club and leave after finding out if there was any involvement by Edward and Regina. He didn’t know how they would be able to tell, but as he would learn later, it was pretty easy.

Carter expected a hassle from the bouncer letting them into the club without applying for a membership. A membership would require filling out paperwork and it would be difficult. When they arrived at the club, Anna used her charm but when she mentioned Josh William’s name, his whole body twitched. It was not a good thing to throw out your adversary’s name when walking into his house, if it was his house. But the bouncer all but guaranteed they were walking into his house and he was going to tell him his friends, Sam and Kaydense stopped by for a visit. Even though Carter told him they wanted to tell him themselves, he knew that the moment he saw Josh, he would tell him. Carter only hoped it would be a long while before the bouncer and Josh saw each other. It would be a lot sooner than he expected.

One important thing to be aware of when staking out a place is to make yourself as inconspicuous as possible. Carter didn’t care for the booth near the dance floor but he sensed Anna wanted to dance. Besides what did they have to worry about. Josh, Megan, Edward, and Regina were back home waiting for them to return. But Carter’s senses were on high alert for the familiar figure of Josh Williams.

As the evening wore on, he became a bit more relaxed and they started teasing each other. Carter smirked when he put his hand between her thighs, toying with her pussy until his fingers were coated with her honey. Rubbing her juices on her lips and then kissing and teasing her sweetness, he felt his cock jerk a little. They were getting very amorous in the booth and when Anna pulled him onto the dance floor, he followed her. He forgot all about Josh as they ground their bodies together just like most of the other dancers.

When they finished a few erotically teasing dances, they started to retreat to their booth when Anna said she was going to the bar for refills. Before Carter could stop his lovely brown-haired bride, she faded into the sea of patrons. He called her name but she didn’t hear him and was soon swallowed by the group, not looking back and making her way through the crowd. He looked around the crowd, trying to pick out anyone who looked like Josh but then chastised himself. “Even if the club was owned by Edward, they had a manager here. There was no reason to think that Josh is here,” he whispered. Finally seeing Anna, sitting at a barstool, he hoped this was not a mistake. Watching her for a moment, he sat in the booth and looked at the empty seat beside him, “Josh is thousands of miles from here and there is nothing to worry about.”

After another song the crowd was beginning to leave the dance floor when he saw Anna came rushing into the booth, harried and her eyes as large as saucers. Her fingers grabbed his shirt, tugging on it while her face buried in his throat. She was gasping for breath and Carter knew whatever spooked her, shook her the core. She was breathing hard and gasping as Carter cuddled her against him waiting for her to calm her breathing. After a few seconds, Anna looked up at him with fear in her eyes and terror in her voice, informing him she saw Megan and didn’t know if Josh was here too.

Quickly perusing the bar area, Carter didn’t see any one who resembled Megan. Did she just imagine seeing someone who looked like her? If she did see Megan, then the blonde bombshell had to be somewhere in the crowd. He continued to hold Anna, his eyes peeling in the darkness of the club, trying to find their nemesis. While his eyes scoured the crowd, he felt Anna begin to calm down a little but she was still telling him they had to leave. Carter happened to glance up at the balcony, seeing two dark figures at the railing peering down, seemingly at them. He couldn’t make out who they were but it was apparent they were definitely scanning the crowd for someone. He quickly averted his eyes, watching the people milling about the dance floor. It was apparent to Carter, the patrons were waiting for something or someone to start the auction.

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Megan stumbled back a step. “Where ….. Where did you see that fucking bitch?”

“When you left to go to the bar, I saw someone who looked like her sitting at the bar. I wasn’t sure but I could have sworn it was our Anna. But what the hell is she doing in Vegas?”

They both stared, in silence, over the balcony railing, their eyes like hawks looking for their favorite prey. Josh pointed to the couple in a booth, cuddling and seemingly watching the crowd in front of them. Megan squinted, trying to focus in on Anna, if it was Anna, while she cursed under her breath. The booth Josh was pointing at was to far away to make out any facial recognition, plus the woman had her head buried in the guy’s shoulder.

After eyeing the crowd below, Josh turned to Megan. “There’s only one way to find out. We need to go down and find out for ourselves.”

Megan nodded and took Josh’s arm when he turned away, heading to the stairs. They reached the top of the stairs when a woman intercepted them. She told them it was time to start the auction and the club would be honored if he and Megan would kick things off. Josh looked at the tall statuesque woman and gave her a sweet smile. “Of course, we would love to start things off. But we have something to check out first. It won’t take long.”

Megan’s blood was pulsing hard in her veins as she pushed past the woman, pulling Josh down the stairs to find if the little bitch, Anna, had shown up in Vegas. She was supposed to be in New Orleans. But if she was truly here, she was going to make an example of her before the auction began.

Josh’s heart raced as they clambered down the stairs to the main floor. As they made their way to the booth, unsuspecting patrons, who recognized the couple from past auctions, offered their hellos. Josh was becoming angrier and more frustrated with the patrons blocking their way to the booth. As he greeted each one, he was cursing them in the back of his mind. It was slow going to the dance floor and with each interception, he could feel Megan’s fingernails digging into his arm.

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Carter’s hand and arm buried Anna’s face in his shoulder. He didn’t want her face showing in case it was Megan she saw at the bar. If it was Megan, then Josh couldn’t be far behind. He was protecting his wife, not wanting her to expose herself to the terrible duo. If they found them here, it could only mean trouble. There would be a lot of questions about why they weren’t in New Orleans. And the rock, shimmering in the lights on Anna’s finger would be a dead giveaway. They didn’t need that kind of attention now. Carter’s eyes glanced up at the balcony, seeing the man and woman turn away and could only surmise they were on their way to see if their assumptions were true.

His mind began to work overdrive as his pulse rated accelerated. How do you get out of a very sticky situation? Scanning the crowd, he noticed a young couple talking near their table about finding a place to sit for the auction. The woman was berating her husband about not leaving earlier and now they were going to lose out on the bidding. Carter noticed the woman had long brown hair and the man was not as well fit as he and shorter. Maybe, just maybe, there was a way out of here.

Carter motioned to the couple to come to the table. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help but overhear that you’re looking for a place to sit.” The woman, obviously the dominant one, told him they were regulars and her asshole husband made them late. Carter chuckled, looking at the man, who stood sheepishly behind the woman.

“My wife has taken ill and I think we are going to have to leave. We would be honored if you took our booth. As you can see it has a perfect view of the stage and the auction.”

The woman looked at Carter with a skeptical eye and then at Anna, who still had her head buried in Carter’s shoulder. Anna sobbed, moaning softly and whether it was real or fake, she sold it to the couple. The woman looked back at her husband, telling him, “If it wasn’t for these nice people I would have missed a chance to bid and your ass would be mine.”

Carter let out a small chuckle. The man was clearly her submissive and did whatever he was told to do. Her comment about bidding could only mean she was looking for a virile male to fuck while her hubby helplessly looked on.

Anna got the drift right away and sniffled and acted as if she were shivering. She murmured for Carter to take her home. “Don’t worry dear, we’ll be home in a little while.” Carter pulled Anna from the booth, seeing a commotion at the far end of the dance floor. They had to get out of the club quickly. Putting his arm around her, he guided her in the opposite direction of the door since Megan and Josh were evidently in their path of retreat.

The woman thanked them again, pulling her husband into the booth and admonishing him. “You worthless piece of shit. I have half a mind to put you up for auction. The only reason I’m keeping you is for your money. Now get a waitress and get us a drink.” She looked at Carter and before he and Anna could leave she thanked again.

Carter looked at the woman and smiled. “If you could me a favor, I’d appreciate it. If someone asks about us would you just tell them you’ve been sitting there all night.” It was a gamble he hoped would work. If not, they may have trouble getting out of club. Josh would surly block all the exits and have everyone checked.

The woman gave them a scornful look but she was appreciative of the booth. “You can count on me.” Then she turned her attention to her husband. “These people were nice enough to give us this excellent view and you had better keep your weaselly mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.” The man just nodded.

Carter pulled Anna along the row of booths until they were out of the spotlight of the dance floor. There was another bar at the opposite end of the club and Carter guided Anna to a dark corner. They had to wait and leave when the opportunity presented itself, if it did.

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Josh and Megan finally made their way to the booth, seeing the woman and man sipping the drinks left behind by Carter and Anna. They stopped and eyed the couple, trying to make sense of what they were seeing. To them this was not the couple they spied on from the balcony.

Megan smiled warmly at them. “We had some friends that we thought were sitting here and we were supposed to join them.”

The woman looked at Megan and Josh, recognizing them from previous visits. “I’m sorry but my husband and I have been here all night. By the way, aren’t you one of the owners of the club?”

Josh looked at the man sitting next to the woman. There was no way he could be mistaken for Carter Anderson. The woman however had long brown hair like Anna but her eyes were definitely not green. She also seemed to be about the same height as their favorite toy. Maybe they were confused by the similarity and their imaginations took over. Josh thought about Anna everyday wondering when his play thing would be back with them. His thoughts were interrupted by the statuesque blonde, telling him they needed to get the auction started. “I’m sorry we bothered you. I hope you have a good time and remember to bid high.”

The woman laughed and told them she would. As they turned away, Megan whispered to Josh that she was sure she saw Anna at the bar. Josh told her they would have to wait another day to find out if it was Anna. His mind already thinking of subtle techniques to get the information out of her when she returned to the fold.

Josh and Megan stood behind the woman making announcements waiting for their introduction. While they waited patiently, both their eyes continued to scan the crowd. They could have grilled the woman in the booth but they didn’t have time. As the woman talked, a line of beautiful women and men were paraded onto the stage. Josh smiled at them. Vegas always had the finest pick of the litter when it came to showgirls and men who, with the promise of money, fell into their trap. In a few hours they would be sold to the highest bidder and shipped off to their new owners.

When they were introduced, Megan and Josh took a bow. Accepting the microphone, the crowd cheered and clapped as he talked about some of the slaves up for auction. He was a master of building up a crowd and just before he ended his spiel, he called out. “I was told that we have some old friends in the audience. Could Mr. Carter Anderson and Ms. Annaleigh Brayden please come forward and be recognized.”

There was a murmur in the crowd at the mention of Carter’s name. Some of the patrons read about him or saw him on television talking about business concerns. Josh waited, scanning the club for any movement. After a painful few seconds he added, “I apologize. I must have been mistaken. Someone told me our dear friends from back home were here in Vegas. I guess I was wrong. I hope you all have a great evening and bid high.”

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Carter smiled at Josh’s antics. It’s possible someone may recognize him but improbable with this crowd. He held Anna tight against his side, in the darkness of the bar. They ordered a drink to insure they didn’t stand out. Standing together, they watched as the auction started and Megan and Josh took their seats next to the stage. When Megan held up her paddle when a man was presented, Carter had a feeling she was in a buying mood.

Leaning over to Anna’s ear, he whispered, “We dodged a bullet baby. It was a stupid move to wander through the enemy’s house. It’s better to stay undetected and in the shadows.” Carter knew she didn’t mean to expose them. “I’m not mad at you baby. But we need to get out of here undetected. Any ideas?”

 

[Cum_Inside]

Panic attacks were no joke. She was gasping into the hard muscle of Carter's shoulder at the thought of Josh and Megan being here tonight. Carter hadn't seen them, but he trusted her without question. There was nothing else that could shake her so strongly. It's not like Anna hadn't spent days in their bed; she'd recognize them any where, even in the penetrating darkness of a sex club.

Carter kept her head turned into his body with his large hand curled into her hair in order to keep her anchored and prevent her from showing her face to the crowd. When the couple looking for a booth drew Carter's attention, Anna had no problem faking sick because she was really starting to feel it. The fear pounding through her veins was starting to make her lightheaded and nausea roll like crashing ocean waves over her head.

Surprisingly enough, the woman agreed to honour Carter's request of not selling them out if someone (Josh) came looking. With that settled, Carter pulled Anna out of the booth and she fought her equilibrium as she stumbled. She caught herself with a hand clasped against Carter's back and he cast a look over his shoulder to see if she was okay. She was, so that small hand pushed him forward, always conscious of searching eyes - her skin prickled and the hair on the back of her neck stood up in alarm. Until they were free of this place she would never feel safe; always feeling like the hunter was about to pounce on his prey.

Her own eyes just managed to catch the large wall of Josh's body following behind his lover's much smaller body while they navigated the stairs. For such a petite woman, Megan was forceful as she pushed people out of her way in an effort to chase Anna down. Anna's heart was pounding at the anxiety of it all.

Carter yanked her into the shadows on the opposite side of the club just as Josh and Megan hit the main floor. Josh and Megan moved steadily towards their decoys. Just then, the announcement came that the auction was starting; they had no more time to search for Annaleigh. That didn't stop Josh from making one more attempt; he announced loudly from the stage over the microphone that he was looking for his friends and could they please approach the stage?

There is no Annaleigh Brayden any longer, she thought spitefully, imagining the pure rage on Josh's face when he determined this fact. The fuck was he thinking? He had to know that Carter would never be stupid enough to confront Josh - even as much as Carter wanted to knock his block off. He would never place Annaleigh in the line of fire. The newlyweds ordered another set of drinks to play off their concern, avoiding any suspicions. Anna's sharp panic finally settled when it became obvious that Josh was now too busy with the auction to be a threat at the moment.

Anna looked out over the crowd to note that they were all focused on the events on stage. She breathed a sigh of relief, but her shoulders tensed momentarily when she met a set of blue eyes focused intensely on the bar and on her. Blue met green.

Realistically, Anna knew that Megan wouldn't be able to really identify any features from this vantage point either, but when everyone's attention shifted to the auction Megan could always leave the sidelines and let Josh deal with this evening's entertainment in order to sneak away to investigate her concerns that she really had seen exactly who she thought she had. Anna knew they had to move. She turned to Carter.

"I'll fake sick. Whatever. We need to get out here. We have to go now," Anna said firmly. "I don't care that it will look suspicious; nobody knows who we are that can prove anything other than two people on the other side of this club with the potential to really hurt us. We have to go before Megan comes to check over here because I'm pretty sure she saw me. I don't feel so good, Carter. I really need to go home," here, Anna screwed up her face until she really did look quite pale in the dim lighting as though she might throw up at any moment, moaning weakly as she leaned against Carter. It was a good sign that Anna could pull it off well enough for the club staff to believe it and let them go before the festivities were over.

Carter downed his drink and nodded, carefully clutching Anna against his chest as she made a show of stumbling along beside him, looking just a little bit woozy. The same bouncer that had let them in took one long look at her before he snickered. Risque was more of a high-end club than anything but that didn't mean that there wasn't its fair share of drunken members being herded out of the club on a nightly basis. With the goings on inside, all that excitement, drinks went down like water and before one knew it, they were a bit too sick for comfort.

He did perk up enough to try and catch Carter in conversation though, peering somberly at Anna.

"Hey man, did you get to see Josh? I didn't know he was coming tonight but it was an epic surprise! But I guess with your girl so sick maybe it's a good thing that you get to leave early without him catching you. Real shame about that - she seemed like a real firecracker when you came in; woulda been a lot of fun in there with her, I bet," he babbled.

Carter nodded, keeping his response short. Anna didn't hear whatever it was that he said, so wrapped up in playing the fragile wife. Instead, she mumbled weakly, "Sam, baby. I feel like I'm going to be sick..."

Her announcement rocketed Carter back into motion, making it clear that the conversation was over as he scooped Anna up and quickly waved down a taxi. Only when they were being deposited in front of the hotel and Carter was tipping the driver did Anna let out a deep breath of relief. Unless Josh and Megan came banging down every door in Vegas they would never be able to prove it was them that they'd seen tonight. Anna's expression cleared and offered a weak smile to Carter, leaving a small peck on his cheek.

"Fuck, that was scary. I can't believe our shitty luck! Why does this always happen to me?" she whined, hooking her arm in his and tugging him behind her to the elevator to finally get some peace and quiet.

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No one approached the stage when summoned - because let's be honest - it had not been a "friendly" invite despite Josh's say so, but Megan hadn't expected that. Carter would have to be crazy to follow through and confront Josh so stupidly like this. Anna would have been sold like cattle to anyone who wanted her (Megan particularly did, actually; she wanted to watch Anna bleed and cry while they punished her if she really had betrayed them like this) as Carter was forced to watch his lover in pain with nothing he could do to help her.

Instead, Josh carried on with the auction after introductions were made and Megan opted to stay on the sidelines tonight, eyes probing the darkest reaches of the club as she circled it like a vulture circling its prey. Just as she was about to give up, she turned back towards the bar and blue met green. Megan began to move immediately, roughly pushing her way through the thick crowd. She received dirty glances as she forced people out of her way before people seemed to realize she was an owner here and the sea of bodies started to part in respect. When Megan reached the place she thought Anna had been standing, she discovered an empty glass on the bar top next to something that smelled suspiciously like rum and coke. Her fingers clenched tightly on the glass, anger rising to the surface more steadily now.

As Megan turned back to look at her man on stage, she caught the barest hint of perfume. It was light and floral, but she couldn't quite identify it. Not sure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not, something inside her whispered come on, Megan, you know very well where you've smelled this perfume before -- that day in the bathroom where you stood next to Carter's pretty whore... Didn't she smell so good?

But it was only supposition. There was no proof. Anger raged.

Megan could see now that the first set of slaves were all sold off and there was to be a brief intermission. Josh was searching the crowd with roving eyes for Megan and when he saw her he waved her back over. Each step felt heavy as though her feet were filled with lead, but soon enough Megan was leaning up to kiss Josh wetly to the enjoyment of the audience. He made a show of it, large hands groping her ass and drawing her skintight red leather number a little higher until the crowd could just barely see the globes of her round ass and the pink thong hidden beneath. They hooted and hollered, watching as the two proprietors made-out hungrily for a moment. What the crowd didn't know was that they were both planning dirty things for the sweet little bitch who had been so unlucky as to have drawn their attention and may have possibly been sneaking around behind their backs.

Megan pulled back with a loud smack, saliva hanging between their mouths. She slurped it up with a long lick up Josh's throat and to his lips before she stepped away. She pinned him with a look that said she meant business as they talked quietly between rounds, waitresses circling to make sure everyone was well taken care of and the next round of slaves were being forced onto the stage.

"I think you have to make a phone call, darling. I wonder what our pretty little traitor will say when you press her... She was here, baby. We both saw her. That fucking monster stole her away behind our backs! Who the fuck does he think he is! How dare he?" She simmered, teeth gritting in annoyance. "The more I think about it, the more he's likely forced her to be here. Yes. That's it -- Carter stole her away from us to where he thought we wouldn't find her... he doesn't want us to have our baby girl, but Josh... We can't let him poison her anymore than he already has. We need to bring her home!" She fussed.

Although Megan wanted to stomp her feet in a fit of anger, she realized that would be childish and only undermine the business. Josh stroked her face, willing her to calm down. He felt the same; this was not Anna's fault at all. Carter had to be forcing her to go along with him and they needed to step in and deal with this before he could do anything to put more distance between them and the woman Josh was beginning to have feelings for. It wouldn't do to let Carter think that Josh's new baby girl could ever be anything to Carter but a stark reminder of his failure when Josh ripped her away from him and left Carter to suffer alone as they deprived him of everything he'd ever owned and left him in the streets where he belonged.

Josh pressed a kiss to Megan's forehead and nodded, ordering her to finish the auction in his stead. He would meet her when he was done, but for now, he had plans to spend some time convincing his new love interest that Carter was not the man for her. He'd try and feel her out a bit to try and see if she'd give anything away about her whereabouts while he was at it.

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Anna and Carter were just getting out of the shower when her phone began ringing insistently on the vanity. Instinctually, Anna already knew who it was. She swallowed her fear and turned to face Carter, letting the phone finish ringing. Her eyes were wide but determined.

"I'm sorry, Carter. It seems like I have something to deal with before bed; keep it warm for me? I imagine I'll be on the phone for a while," she murmured, leaning up to kiss him sweetly. "If we ignore him it will only make this worse." Carter hated it, but he knew she was right. He pulled her back in by the neck to kiss her deeply once more before he stepped around her and headed for bed.

Anna reached for her phone and went to curl up in the sitting area in front of the TV, closing the bedroom door behind her. The only light in the room was shining in through the window; Sin City glimmering in the background. Somewhere down there was Josh. Anna's fingers trembled as she dialed a now very-familiar set of numbers. She settled her tone into what she hoped might come off as sleepy and not something that suggested she'd just returned from sex club with the very real fear that she might be sold into slavery and her lover severely harmed.

Josh picked up immediately, deep baritone rumbling, "Annaleigh. Why the fuck didn't you answ--" It was clear he was stuck on his impression that he'd seen her tonight and not that Anna and her strict boss were in another state entirely.

Anna cut him off with a loud theatrical yawn, murmuring, "hey baby. Sorry - I went to bed early tonight. Carter was being a real stickler and I faked out saying that I had a headache. I think he's still up working on some numbers for the final proposal tomorrow but I just couldn't deal with it anymore. How long have I been sleeping?" She questioned herself slowly, wanting to pat herself on the back for her performance.

It was just after 1230 now in Vegas, so Anna continued, "shit! It's almost three in the morning," she whined. "I guess I had a really good sleep after all. Carter's going to be so pissed that I bailed," she said quietly, slurring her words a bit on purpose in fake tiredness.

"Anyway, to what do I owe the honour of late night phone calls, lover? You're starting to make a habit of this," she teased.

She hoped her words and tone belied that there was nothing untoward or out of whack happening, but Anna knew that Josh was going to press her and put her through her paces for a bit until he was satisfied with her answers. It might be a long night of sweet talking. She shifted against the arm of the couch until she was lying with her back against the cushions and the phone tucked between her shoulder blade and her ear, getting comfortable.

Carter would be pissed. But she knew he understood why Anna had to do this. Circumventing Josh now before he worked himself into a fit would only make things easier on them later. Perhaps she might even manage to draw out some information about why he felt the need to be at Risque tonight and garner some helpful information in the meantime.

 

[Rocket1010]

Very Early Saturday morning - Josh grills Anna on the phone

Josh was glad to see the first set of slaves sold so he could take a break. While he liked doing some of the auctioneering, his real love was to watch the slaves being sold. Watching some shiver with fear of the unknown while other were actually happy to be somebody’s pet. During the auction, his eyes kept roaming the audience for a sigh, any sign of Annaleigh or Carter. At the first intermission, Megan joined him on the stage and their erotic kissing and caressing received the crowd’s approval.

After agreeing he should call Anna, Josh retreated to the small business office. As he tried a few times to reach Anna with no luck, he heard the sound of the next set of slaves being auctioned off. Megan would do a good job and getting the patrons to open their pocketbooks. She had a way of personally touching and fondling the slaves in such a way to make the crowd eager to part with their money. As he punched in Anna’s number for a fifth time, he became angrier. Who did the bitch think she was not answering his calls.

He was about to get up and rejoin the slave auction, when his phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, he smiled but that didn’t do anything to curb his anger. When he answered, he was about to read her the riot act, but she cut him off. He listened to her talk about Carter and each time his name was mentioned, his pulse raced with rage. The sooner they took him out of the picture, the better he was going to like it. He wanted Anna and Megan by his side after this ordeal was over. It was selfish to want them both, but to the victor goes the spoils. Besides he knew Megan wanted Anna back in the fold as much as he did, including Edward and Regina.

When she mentioned the time was almost three in the morning, he quickly did the math, realizing the time in New Orleans was almost three and the time back home was almost four. Maybe she is telling the truth or maybe she is a good fucking liar. “Oh, I’m so sorry baby.” His voice was soft and sweet. The type of sound that disarmed many of his opponents into thinking he was contrite. “It’s almost 1 am in Vegas. I’m sorry baby, I didn’t take in the time change.”

He heard a soft “ohhh” on her end and then her inevitable question of why was he in Vegas. “Baby we had some trouble at one of our clubs and Edward wanted me and Megan to straighten it out before we all head to his place.” He had given away his location and now his ears were taut, trying to pick up any evidence she was lying. Megan and he were convinced she was in Vegas and he wanted to detect any and all signs she was trying to deceive him.

He smiled broadly when Anna told him she wished she was with him and Megan. Wanting to feel his strong arms wrapping around her. She added that she had enough of Carter’s pompous attitude and couldn’t wait to get back home. “Why don’t you catch a taxi and come on over to the club? We are just getting ready for the main event.”

There was dead silence on the other end and Josh smiled. His thought and low murmur betrayed his actual words. You are in Vegas bitch. You are here and somehow, if not tonight, I am going to find out the truth. After a few seconds, he heard her soft voice asking what the hell he was talking about. She was in New Orleans and it would be impossible to just hail a taxi.

But Josh put on his best I believe you voice. “I’m so sorry sweetie, I keep wanting you so much that I want you here with me.” There was a knock on the door and when it opened, the sound of the auction increased. He put his hand over the receiver, looking at a woman standing in the doorway signaling he had about five minutes. He waved her off and when the door closed, the sounds subsided.

Turning his attention to Anna, he said, “Baby the only thing Megan and I have talked about is having you join us at Edward’s place without that fucking asshole, Carter. Regina has so many things to go over with you before we take on Carter and his company.” Josh stopped, listening to her soft breathing.

He was ready for her next question, asking him what exactly did Regina want to go over with her. “She has a lot of things she wants to explain and show you. Our business arms reach into a lot of, let’s just say, different sectors. Don’t worry your pretty little head off baby, Regina will fill you in on everything.” There was no way he telling her about some of the seedier businesses. It would be better if she heard it from Regina and Megan.

As he was about to hang up, he had another thought. “Since you can’t join us in Vegas, we have a club similar to the one we took you to back home in New Orleans.” Again, there was silence on Anna’s end, only a small “ohhhh?” came from her lips. Josh was smiling and almost laughing thinking about what he was about to tell her.

“We have a number of clubs scattered about the states baby and the one in New Orleans is just outside the city limits, north of town.” He could almost hear the dead silence as he added, “Why not visit the club tomorrow night?” He chuckled hearing her soft, “what?” “I’ll text the manager, his name is Blake Gordon, and tell him you’ll be there about 9 pm.”

He was waiting for her next question, asking him about Carter and what was she supposed to do with him. She couldn’t very well not tell him where she was going. Josh choked back a laugh when she told him Carter was a bastard who watched her like a hawk. She couldn’t wait to be rid of him and in Josh’s arms. Carter was such an animal.

Josh looked at his watch, seeing he had to get going. He liked hearing her talk about Carter in that context. “Don’t worry baby, he will be taken care of pretty soon.” And then he leaned back in the leather chair and added, “Anna, take Carter with you baby. We know he was at the club watching when you did your little performance. And then he left with two of our patrons. From what I heard, he had a great time fucking them all night.”

He was baiting her, wanting her to feel anger that Carter was fucking some women while she was on stage sucking three virile men. She tried to argue that they were busy and didn’t know if they could visit the club. Josh was adamant. “Anna, I’m calling the manager and telling him to save you and Carter some front row seats. I’m sure the monster will love watching the show.”

He listened to her tell him they were leaving early Sunday morning and she would have to ask Carter. Josh would hear of it and he said in a very rapid voice hoping she didn’t catch the mistake. “You either go the club in Sin City or don’t bother to come back to us. As far as we will be concerned, you are in with the monster.”

The silence was more deafening and Josh knew he had her or he thought he did. He waited and when she called him a callous bastard, he let out a loud laugh. But his enjoyment was cut short when she corrected him, telling him New Orleans was known as The Big Easy and not Sin City. He wondered for a moment if she was really telling him the truth about not being in Vegas.

He finished the conversation, telling her they would see her on Monday morning for the trip to Edwards. She told him she was looking forward to it and couldn’t wait to get away from Carter Anderson. On his way back to the show, Josh smiled. If she was in New Orleans it would be no problem going to the club. If she was in Vegas, she would have to scramble to get back to New Orleans and he would be watching the airlines for her and Carter.

When he rejoined Megan, he told her about the phone conversation. Megan kissed him deeply and then turned her attention to the stage where the main event was about to take place. “I have a couple of girls eyed that you and Regina will love. I just hope they don’t go too high.” Josh pulled her to him for another kiss, knowing that if Megan had her way, they would be sharing their large king-sized bed with two new slaves.

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Carter lay in the bed, fully naked, stroking his cock as he waited for his wife. He didn’t like the idea of her telling Josh lovey things but he knew they had to keep up the charade for a bit longer. He hoped his investigator turned up something and he also wondered if Anna was able to find out anything about Edward’s operations.

His cock was hard as he continued to stroke it, seeing his wife come into the bedroom. She didn’t have that happy to see your cock is ready for me look. He saw her slowly approach the bed, his name now branded over her breast. “Is everything all right baby,” he cooed watching her crawl onto the soft mattress.