Key. Chapter Twenty-three: By the Lake

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Chapter Twenty-three: By the Lake

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Thursday was Jasper’s birthday, so he took the day and Friday off. My gift to him was a cabin in the woods, so we could spend some quiet time alone together. We would have total privacy for almost four days.

With a suitcase full of toys and my complete submission the whole time.

“You may speak freely for the entire weekend. I can’t see how this will work otherwise. I’ll need you to be open and honest with me the full time about your needs,” he explained as we started on the drive to the hideaway by a lake. It was about a forty-five minute trip without traffic. It didn’t take us long to leave the city and start through the woods.

“Isn’t this weekend about your needs?” I teased.

He chuckled, his fingers curling around the steering wheel. “It’s about my desires. But what you need and what I want may be two different things. I don’t wish to hurt you, darlin. Or for you to piss yourself.”

Snorting loudly, I hadn’t expected him to say that, but he was correct. “Yeah, that wouldn’t be ideal. ‘Mm, pardon me, sir… I realize I bought a rubber sheet, but-’”

“What?” He laughed. “Did you really?”

“Happy birthday?” I laughed, too. “I had the money for once, and I might have gone overboard.”

Jasper had a playful smile on his face. His mood had improved so much since we started putting in the paperwork for the townhouse. We were the first to see it, and we offered them the exact amount they wanted with no hassle. It was just a matter of getting the mortgage together.

It would probably be the beginning of next week before we knew, but we didn’t think there would be any problems. I was so excited.

“Well, I might have gone overboard, too. I have a few surprises for you.”

“Oh?” I asked softly, running my fingers from his knee to the inside of his thigh. “Like what?”

His eyes were on the road, sparkling with mischief. His cheeks twitched with his smile. “I got that bikini for you. A little red string one.”

“No, you didn’t.” I laughed right away. There was a public and private area for us to swim in, and I had packed a swimsuit, but I didn’t think I would need it. “Did you really?” He nodded. “Okay, good luck with that. I was planning on being bad, anyway.” I looked out the window as I crossed my arms over my chest. 

“I will tie you to the bed and put it on you myself.” I just kept laughing. I wouldn’t make it easy for him in the least. “You know what? I think you’ll put it on as soon as we get there, and you’ll wear it all day for me.”

“Ah, we’re starting with spankings. Fun, fun, fun,” I giggled, grinning wickedly. 

Chuckling, he reached over and picked up my hand to kiss my knuckles. “I guess we are. Why are you so against it?”

“I am too chubby for that nonsense.”

“You’re not-”

“No, I am,” I interrupted. “You just like it.”

Jasper made a confused face, glancing over briefly. “Exactly! And you know I like you in lingerie. What’s the difference?”

I pouted. “There is lingerie designed to be sexy for thick girls. I won’t be in that. I’ll be all rolls and fat-”

“Stop.”

“It’s true, though.”

“Where’s the woman who wore leather last week?”

“Her ass was fully covered and not by strings, good sir. And she would have punched you out for attempting it, so you’re lucky she’s not here right now.”

He hummed. “I think she is, actually. Feisty girl. You really want to start with punishment.”

“We’re not doing a scene yet. I can do and say as I please.” It would start once we got checked into the cabin, and I would take full advantage of it.

“Yes, you can,” he agreed, moving his hand onto my blue jean covered thigh. Squeezing it tightly, his fingers slipped further inside. “But I hoped we could play first. I don’t wanna begin by getting the belt out. Or the paddle.” I pouted. “Be a good girl, and do it for me, please? I want to draw you on the beach in it. You’ll look so pretty.” He rubbed between my thighs.

I whined softly, leaning my head back against the rest. “Goddammit, fine. But I won’t wear it around people.”

“The last thing I want is to be around anyone,” he declared with a smirk. He kept rubbing, so the pressure was pleasantly increasing. “Thank you, darlin.”

“That’s not fair.”

“Mm,” he agreed, his hand getting faster. I spread my legs more for him. “Yes, well, this is about my desires, not what you want. I will take everything that is mine this weekend,” he stated in a seductive purr.

“Every part of me is yours,” I breathed, biting my bottom lip as I closed my eyes.

He spanked hard where he had just been teasing. “I know.”

After we got checked in the white cabin, Jasper stood behind me with his hands on my hips. His lips moved over my ear. “Are you ready for the scene to begin, Isabella?”

I leaned back into him, resting my head against his chest. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” He moved my curls away from my neck and lightly kissed me there several times.

Going to his luggage, he pulled out a small bag and handed it to me with a smile. “Put this on and pull your hair up into a bun. And put your red lipstick on for me.”

“Yes, sir,” I repeated, trying not to pout. He swatted my ass playfully.

When I came back out of the bathroom, I stomped. I hadn’t even looked into the mirror. I didn’t want to. It didn’t feel like enough and somehow more revealing than my underwear. Also, it was already crawling up my butt. 

Jasper chuckled to himself, arranging his suitcase. “The annoyance on your face makes it so much cuter, too.”

I said nothing, rolling my eyes as I pushed my lips together in a smirk.

Pulling something out of his suitcase, he walked to me with it in his hands. He brought a jewel-covered collar to my neck, clipping it into place before dragging his finger down my lock and key necklace. He smiled as it continued over the curve of my breast.

Strolling to my overnight bag, he retrieved the suntan lotion. “I don’t want you to burn,” he informed me as he squeezed a big blob in his palm. Gently, he massaged it onto my shoulders, spreading it all over my body. He merrily covered my nose. “Put your flip-flops on.”

He placed several things in his blue jean pockets. More comfortable, Jasper was wearing a t-shirt, too. It was too hot for his standard long sleeves. I enjoyed seeing him like this.

Leading us down a path, he took me to an area around our part of the private lake. We were probably half a mile away from anyone else. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about people seeing me. Holding both of my hands, he walked me over to a wooden lounger.

“Sit.”

After doing so, he took both of my wrists and lifted them above my head. I stretched out on the chair, my feet out in front of me. Fetching an object from his pocket, Jasper pulled out his handcuffs. Stupidly, I giggled.

“I like this already, sir,” I whispered to him in a quiet and mischievous voice.

Chuckling, he ran his knuckle over my cheek. “I’m sure you do.” Then he put a thick red silk sleep mask over my eyes. “Alright. I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

I thought he was joking, but then I heard his footsteps crunching away. Instantly, I panicked.

“What?” I turned my head to the side quickly. “Where are you going? No, no, no- no-” I became frightened. “This… This is not okay. This is NOT okay, Jasper! Oh, you motherfucker, you suck so much! Don’t leave me outside!”

His hand struck my cheek hard. “NO!” I yelled back at him angrily. “You cannot leave me alone in nature. We are in TEXAS! You can hit me all you want-”

“Jesus,” he laughed. “I could see you the entire time, darlin. Don’t worry, I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I just needed to go get the rest of the stuff.” Lightly, he kissed my lips. It was only a peck so as not to mess up my lipstick. “I apologize. It won’t happen again. Now, open your mouth.” When I did, he put a ballgag into it. “Lay back and relax. I’m going to draw you like this.” Then he pecked the gag.

Under the cover of the pine trees, I laid in the sun while he sketched me. He asked if I needed a break twice, checking on my wrists to make sure they weren’t hurt. Honestly, I could have pushed the ball out of my mouth if I needed to, so I wasn’t worried about that part.

Then I felt him kiss the tops of my feet as he kneeled at the end of the lounger. His hands moved up and down my thighs, spreading them open for him. Then he tied my ankles to the chair.

Laying it as far back as it would go, my body was drawn tight. His feet clomped around me. The tip of a leather riding crop dragged down my nose and between the center of my breasts. It connected once with the inside of one of my thighs, scratching upwards over my stomach afterward.

“You look better than I even imagined you would like this.” Jasper moved it over my nipple, teasing it until it was rock hard. Swatting it a few times, I gasped against my gag. “You enjoy that, don’t you, slut?”

I nodded my head. He popped it a few more times in quick succession. He used the crop to push my top to the side to expose it to the air. Humming in pleasure, he circled it with the leather bit. Pinching roughly, Jasper pulled it so hard my back arched off the lounger. When he put the cold metal clamp on, I whimpered. He moved the fabric back into place.

Then he did the same thing to the other side.

He used the flogger next, carefully placing strikes designed to tease me perfectly. Whenever the tails went over the cup of my suit, it made me shudder and whine with pleasure.

“You’ve already soaked your bikini, and I haven’t even touched you there yet. I love how wet you get for me.”

He shoved his fingers underneath the cloth, suddenly touching me. It was fast and aggressive, going in tight circles. Within just a minute, I came on them.

Sweat dripped from my forehead, the fabric of the mask becoming damp from it. He slid the swimsuit to the side fully so he could also put a clamp on my clit. I cursed against the ball gag.

Untying my legs, Jasper pushed them up to my chest so he could position himself over me. When he pushed inside, I moaned loudly. He was on his knees, pounding into me. Every movement created more pressure. It was so good. Screaming wantonly against the ball, I lost myself repeatedly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He cursed, his fingers digging into my thighs. Pulling out, he came all over my sweat covered chest. 

When he caught his breath, he leaned forward to take the gag from my mouth. He kissed my lips relentlessly. Jasper hovered over me on one arm as his fingertips traced over my clit. He pulled the clamp off roughly.

“Oh, fuck!” I cried out.

“You dripped when I did that,” he chuckled, leaning down to kiss it. He hummed against my skin, the vibrations making my thighs shake. Gently, he sucked it into his mouth. “I’m going to leave the others on until you beg me to take them off.”

Finally, he pulled my face mask off. Jasper was also covered in sweat, his hair slicked back. He was naked, too. His cock was already getting hard again.

He retrieved the key for the cuffs, letting my hands go. Kissing each wrist, his eyes were on mine. “It’s time for a swim.”

We fucked three more times during the day. When he realized I would never ask him to remove the clamps, he pulled them off while we were in the shower. It made me dizzy. Thankfully, he was holding me up against the wall as he moved within me.

Going to sleep wasn’t hard. Nude, I snuggled into his side. Jasper had a beautiful smile spread over his face. We went to bed early. It was exactly what he needed.

I wasn’t sure what time it was when he woke me up. His fingers smoothed over my breast, pinching my tender nipple.

“Isabella, it’s time to get up. I’m ready to use you again.”

Confused, I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. “Mm, yes, sir. I need to use the potty first,” I slurred. 

He chuckled softly. “Okay. Go freshen up.”

After stumbling to the bathroom, he put the mask back on before leading me naked outside. The air was sticky hot with the August heat. We stopped on the porch. Stretching my arms above my head, he tied them to the overhang.

“You’re already covered in bruises,” he murmured in my ear. “Have I worked you too hard?”

“No, sir.”

Carefully, Jasper put air pods into each of my ears. It was already playing a song. Lightly, he pressed his lips against my cheek. His fingers danced over my skin, caressing my breasts tenderly from behind. Dragging his palms down my stomach, he moved them over my hips to my ass.

He continued to toy with it, squeezing and massaging before moving away for a second. His fingertips, now slick with lube, played at that entrance. Pressing gently, he worked me until I was gasping with two inside me. Then Jasper pushed a plug into me.

At first, he teased me with something soft like a feather. With my lip between my teeth, he awoke all of my nerves perfectly. Then he switched to the flogger once again, dragging and flicking. Time melting away, I was unsure how many times he struck me or for how long it lasted. My whole body dripped with perspiration. 

Jasper pulled the toy free from my ass, playing with me again with his fingers. After adding more lube, he replaced them with his cock. Though we had both played with each other, he had never done this to me before. He was so big it scared me a little. He stayed still, allowing me to adjust.

“Is it okay?” He questioned. I nodded quickly. Gingerly, he moved within me as his hand slipped to my front. His palm pressed against the apex of my thighs.

After a moment, he pushed the sleep mask off. The sun was coming up over the lake. The trees were perfectly reflected off the still waters. Fog filled the air, creeping over the landscape. “Open your eyes and look. See how beautiful it is,” he whispered in my ear as he continued to fuck me. His fingers wrapped around my throat gently. “This is what I want for the rest of our lives. To be with you, doing things like this, every single day we can. I love you.”

I didn’t expect my orgasm, and neither did he. “I love you, too,” I whimpered in return.

He kept going until he came, giving me two more in the process with his fingers. It was a great thing we didn’t have neighbors.

“Go to the bathroom and start the tub,” he ordered as he swatted my ass once I was free.

The hot water was perfect for my sore muscles. While sitting on his lap, he rubbed my shoulders gently. I felt so content with the world. Everything was going in the right direction again. A part of me hoped they would call about the townhouse, but that was wishful thinking.

“What’s on your mind?” he questioned as his fingers ran down the back of my neck.

I bit my lip, glancing over my shoulder at him. “Our place.”
He sighed softly, pressing a kiss to my throat. “I’m so excited,” he admitted. Jasper chuckled. “You know, I never even thought I’d have this kind of relationship. Now, here I am, thinking about marriage and-”

I turned in surprise to look at him. “You’re thinking about marriage?”

He seemed just as shocked by my reaction. “Aren’t you?”

“I know we’ve joked about it, but I didn’t think you were the type. I mean, I guess you are. But I didn’t think-”

“We’re moving in together. Isn’t that the next vanilla step?”

I laughed at his wording. “We don’t have to do everything the vanillas do.”

Frowning, he touched my cheek. “Do you not want to get married?”

“I don’t know,” I confessed before taking a deep breath. “I want to be with you for the rest of my life, but… I saw what marriage was like between my parents. And I know I’m like my mom. She really hurt my dad, and I don’t wanna do that to you.”

Slowly, he smiled. “You’re worried about hurting me?”

“Of course,” I replied. “You’re a good man, and so loyal. I know you’ll never do anything to harm me or our relationship.”

Drawing his hand over my cheek, his expression was sad. “How can you think that? Especially after last week?”

“It won’t happen again, so,” I shrugged.

Closing his eyes, he rested his face against my shoulder. “Bella, you won’t hurt me. I know what kind of woman you are. It’s not in you. Your soul is like sunshine and fresh air. You’re pure.”

“You literally just fucked my ass,” I remarked dryly.

He scoffed and sat back against the edge of the tub. “That has nothing to do with that, and you know it.” Jasper paused for a moment and tilted his head to the side. “Does BDSM have any association in your mind with your fear of marriage? Do you feel as if it makes you unworthy of something that’s considered sacred by most? Because it doesn’t, darlin.”

Blinking several times, I didn’t know what to say. “Okay. Don’t go all therapy on me, sir.”

My boyfriend ducked his head and blushed slightly. “Yeah, I’m sorry. This is not the time to talk about that.” 

“I’m not against marriage,” I assured him. “I just haven’t thought about it for us. But it pleasantly surprises me you do, sir. That’s what I mean when I say you’re loyal. And I can see why you’d want to get married. Your parents set a wonderful example. If we can be as happy as them at their age, I think we’ll have done well in our lives.”

“I think so, too,” he agreed with a small smile. Jasper cleared his throat. “Just like our place together, I won’t rush. We’ll find the right moment for us. And if we do, we’ll definitely elope,” he finished playfully.

“Vegas?” I teased in return.

“Sounds good to me.”

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