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  "So, your surprise?" She prompted.

  "I told you. Dessert." Tanner opened the teal front door and a St. Bernard came bounding to the door to investigate.

  "Whoa!" Jessalyn peeked from behind Tanner. "How did I not know you had a dog?"

  Tanner held up his hand and the dog stopped in her tracks.

  "Clementine, sit!" The dog lowered her hind end to the bamboo floor and waited to be allowed to greet the guest and her owner. Tanner flipped on the foyer light and took a step inside. "Don't worry, she's harmless, but if you would be more comfortable I can put her outside. I'm sure she wouldn't be heartbroken."

  Jessalyn held out her hand to the dog and petted her when her tail wagged. "She can stay".

  Tanner led her to his kitchen. It was a masterpiece. Pure heaven for anyone who liked to cook and it was completely unexpected that Tanner would know how to handle a mixer or the double ovens and any of the fancy gadgets that lined his counters.

  She knew a few people who would sell their left kidney for a kitchen like this.

  Jessa was waiting for him to make his move, but to her surprise Tanner pulled out a thick cheesecake and started tossing ingredients into a small pot.

  "Caramel or chocolate? He asked her.

  "Don't you know that's a loaded question?" Jessalyn laughed.

  "I have a pretty easy solution to that little conundrum."

  "Oh? Both?" She laughed and rubbed her hands together.

  "How does salted caramel Nutella cheesecake sound?" Tanner spooned Nutella into the pot and stirred it, blending it with the caramel that was gently simmering.

  "Oh...god... Perfect!" Jessalyn melted over the thought.

  She took a seat on one of the kitchen stools and watched him create the topping.

  "I didn't imagine you to be the kind of guy to enjoy cooking."

  "I'm not sure how to take that. But I suppose I have a few things up my sleeve that would surprise you,” he chuckled.

  The thought of finding out what those little tricks up his sleeve were was a tempting idea.

  "Hmm, I'll have to peek up your sleeve," she winked. "Can I use your bathroom?"

  "Sure, down the hall first door on the left," Tanner pointed around the corner with his whisk.

  Clementine followed her down the hallway.

  I really misjudged Tanner. Maybe he's not the kind of guy I figured he was, she thought while stopping to scratch the dog's head.

  "First door," she muttered, opening the first door in the hallway and going in.

  When the lights came on Jessalyn's jaw dropped.

  "Definitely not the bathroom..." She gaped at what she found instead.

  A St. Andrew's cross was against the opposite wall. The room was painted in different shades of white, black and a deep rose red on one wall. Looking around, she noticed that Tanner had repurposed a LocBoard to hold a wide variety of floggers, whips, lengths of rope, chain, gags and things that Jessalyn had never seen before and couldn't identify.

  'Sweet southern gentleman you are not, Mr. Coleman,' Jessalyn thought with a tickle of excitement.

  She hadn't imagined he would be into the world of BDSM and from the looks of it he was far deeper into it than she had ever hoped to be in her tiptoeing adventures into the dark underworld of fantastic sexual fantasies.

  Talking to a few people online and her brief relationship with a man who claimed to be a Master but who was in fact less experienced than Jessalyn had been and twice as nervous, had taught her that she needed someone stronger than usual. She needed a man who wasn't afraid to exude his dominance and who would wield that power naturally with grace and control.

  She went over to his wall of wonders and picked up a heavy braided flogger. It was weighty in her hand and she practiced hitting it against the palm of her hand and then her thigh.

  "I bet this thing leaves some good marks," she mumbled, hitting herself a little harder with the slap of leather on skin audible through the room.

  "It does," Tanner confirmed from the doorway.

  "Oh, god. Tanner." Jessalyn's face paled and then burned pink with embarrassment at being caught.

  He could get used to hearing those words come out of her mouth.

  "I came into the wrong room and I..." she blurted.

  "Thought you would look around at my dungeon on your own?" He finished for her.

  "I'm sorry." Jessalyn fumbled to put the flogger back on the hook.

  "I'm not upset to find you in here. Though generally I prefer to issue an invitation before someone enters my dungeon chambers. I'm intrigued that you've found an interest in my tools, Jessalyn" He picked up the flogger she had dropped and placed it back on the hooks with precision.

  "I've had a little experience in the past," she didn't need to tell him how very pathetically little it had been. Her experience wasn't even suitable to be called BDSM. Her boyfriend had tied her up with a silk scarf once and forced her to come with her Hitachi while he masturbated.

  She was in a whole new realm.

  "Hmm, I had a feeling about you from the start. I thought I recognized something in you."

  "What did you think you saw?" She took two steps toward him so they could get out of the dungeon.

  "A woman looking for her Alpha. Submission seeking Domination. A half seeking fulfillment. Someone with a lot to offer the right man who would be willing to go after it."

  Tanner's mouth closed over hers and his arms pulled her against his hard body. His tongue found hers after parting her soft painted lips. Finally getting his hands on her, Tanner's body was pulsing heat. His blood was flowing through his veins like magma coursing directly to his groin and turning his cock rock hard.

  Jessalyn's hands ran up and down his abs and to the sexy 'V' of his hips that had been making her panties wet from day one.

  Tanner picked her up and sat her on his spanking bench.

  "Was I correct?" He asked with his forehead resting on hers.

  "Yes, Sir," she dared to give him the authority and title of respect and doing so made her soaking wet. Her body was extremely sensitive, her senses heightened in arousal and she was throbbing between her soft, tanned thighs.

  "I like the way that sounds coming out of that sweet mouth of yours." Tanner kissed her again, drinking in the sweetness of her and testing his own patience and ability to restrain the carnal lust that was pulling at the dwindling tether waiting to snap and cause him to take her here and now.

  Jessalyn could feel his rigid cock pressing against her panties as her legs wrapped around his waist and her body clung to his in a desperation she hadn't known was there until Tanner's body was pressed to hers. She wanted Tanner to take her, to show her what it meant to be taken by a man. To be dominated, teach her how to submit to him.

  "Is there anything in the room you wished to try out? Your curiosity was intoxicating to watch." Tanner pulled his eyes from her and looked around the room at all of his tools and toys.

  Jessalyn could only think of one thing she wanted.

  Her hand went to the bulge in his pants and her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft. "I want this," she breathed. "I want you.” Her eyes flashed with heated desire up to his. She wasn't sure what she was getting herself into with Tanner but she couldn't wait to find out. Her body was aching to be claimed by him in a way she’d never experienced before.

  "Out of all the things here, you want my body?" He tempted her.

  "Yes, Sir. I need it." Jessalyn was shocked at how true her words were and then at how quickly Tanner moved. His hands were on her in an instant, pulling the zipper of her dress down the curve of her back before she had time to realize that he had it down to the top of her panties.

  "You need to know three things about being here." Tanner eased the dress down in front, revealing her lacy bra and swallowed hard to keep his tongue from lavishing her dark little nipples.

  "Okay," she agreed.

  "I do not have play partners. When I have someone come to my dungeon they are eith
er here for professional shoots for my photography or they are owned by me and in a relationship with me. Can you handle that?"

  "Being in a relationship with you?" She was taken back by the idea but her heart told her to press on.

  "Yes. Will you commit to me, Jessalyn?" He held her hands in her lap.

  "Yes. I... I will." The intensity of the moment stole her breath.

  "Anything that happens here is meant to please us both. You will be required to tell me if something I do is too much for you or if it bothers you. Otherwise I will use my discretion and my own judgment in situations."

  Jessa nodded.

  "And finally, you will be mine alone. I do not share my submissive with anyone." The way the words dripped like hot honey from his lips was territorial, pure animalistic sex.

  She couldn't argue with any of his rules. She wanted to be his, to belong to him. To think she had been concerned about him making a pass at her after dinner and here she was with his throbbing hardness in her hands promising to be his submissive.

  Jessa was finally going to learn what it meant to have a real man in her life. Dominant, alluring, powerful. Tanner was everything she had ever looked for these last few years.

  "I'm yours," Jessalyn promised in a seductive voice full of offering.

  Tanner took a deep breath that shook in his lungs and filled his broad chest.

  He needed her. More than he needed anything. Needing Jessalyn had been eating him alive for six months, as he’d been forced to beat back his desire under the pretense of propriety.

  'Fuck propriety,' he thought as he yanked the dress down off of her body and dropped it to the floor with a swish of tulle and lace.

  She was left sitting in her midnight blue bra that pushed her breasts tight and hard together and the little lacy thong that barely covered her pussy and highlighted the curvature of her ass, looking entirely edible.

  Tanner nearly groaned before his mouth traced the contours of her body. He wanted to get to know every inch of her, every valley and curve that sculpted the masterpiece that was now his, from the swell of her breasts to the hourglass shape of her sensuous hips and waist. She had him wholly captivated. He was as much hers as she was his. His mouth found her nipple and sucked hard, gripping her breast in the palm of his hands. Jessa's moan was caught in his mouth as he stole her breath in a heavy kiss.

  Jessalyn's fingers reached for the buttons of his dress shirt and fumbled on the first one as her hands trembled in eagerness to touch his skin. She wanted him to be as bare as she was.

  Tanner grabbed it and tore it off, sending the buttons scattering to the floor. His sun-kissed skin rippling with muscles and his broad chest made strong by years of hard work and dedication were at her disposal. She gasped and ran her hand down his bare chest to the waist of his pants and then over the bulge of his cock within them. He unfastened his belt and pants and let them slide down his legs as he slid her panties off, revealing her wet pussy glistening in the light.

  Jessa wanted him inside of her, slipping her body over his, sheathing his hardness in her heat and riding him while she rocked her hips and filled herself with him. The idea of it made her even wetter. The idea of him taking her hard and forcefully, enforcing his dominance, making her obey him and bend to his will made her blood run hot through her veins and her heart beat faster as her body ached and screamed for him to take her, to touch her, to fill her.

  Tanner pulled her down from the bench and flipped her over it, revealing the fullness of her ass and her pussy peeking out from between her slightly spread thighs. The sound of skin on skin filled the room as Tanner slapped her ass, imprinting a reddened version of his hand on her cheek as she gasped and moaned.

  "Tanner!" She gasped his name as he rubbed his hands together, getting them hot from the friction before delivering another spank to her ass that had her clenching from mouth to toes and everywhere in between.

  "Yes?" He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her body firmly into his.

  Tanner's breath was on her neck and his cock was pressed hard against her ass. She could feel the pulse between her cheeks and the closer he held her, the further his erection ventured between her legs. Soon there was no denying that he was pressing against her entrance and a breath away from slipping inside of her.

  "Please," she begged.

  "What is it you're asking for?" Tanner bit her neck, sending goosebumps erupting over her skin in a chill of arousal that turned to fiery heat.

  "Please, take me!" She begged.

  Jessalyn pushed her ass back a little more and the head of his cock slowly snuck inside her pussy. It flared and pulsed as she tried to take more of him.

  "You just needed to ask," Tanner spoke softly as he pulled back and reached down into his trousers pocket for a condom packet.

  Using her hips as leverage he pulled her down onto him, his thick cock sliding deep into her. He groaned at how good she felt around him and she gasped at the deep penetration. Thrusting deep into her he set a pace that made it hard for her to keep her breath. He took her in a way that made her feel like he was claiming something he had wanted all his life. He was hungry for her. Like an animal driven by carnal desires, he ravaged her. Tanner's hand wrapped up in her long hair, pulling her head back so he could kiss her while he fucked her.

  Jessa crossed her legs around his ankles, creating more friction between them and squeezing his cock tightly inside of her.

  "Damn..." he growled in her ear as he slapped her ass and made her pussy clench again around his hardness. He groaned and drilled into her harder than before. She was crying out with each thrust and the sound of her taking his cock, taking him and giving him what he needed, what he demanded from her, had Tanner on edge.

  Everything inside of him was centered in his cock right now, his balls pulling tight against his body and the root of his cock starting to throb, tingle and twitch. The rumblings of an orgasm started in his stomach as a pulling sensation melted through him and headed south.

  Jessalyn suddenly exploded into an orgasm that he hadn't felt coming on. Her pussy was fluttering around him, clenching and unclenching rapidly as her legs trembled and she collapsed into heavy breathing and moaned loudly.

  Tanner held up her weight against the spanking bench and couldn't hold back his own orgasm after such an intense eruption from her. His cock pulsed and erupted as he groaned and slowed his pace to enjoy it. He pulled out of her when his cock started to rebound and it bobbed in front of him.

  "Was this what you brought me here for?" Jessalyn questioned as she tried to calm the speed of her beating heart.

  "No, but damned if I'm going to complain." he smirked and scooped her up into his arms and carried her out to the living room. He kissed her soft lips as her arms wrapped around his neck and her head leaned on his shoulder before setting her down on his loveseat.

  "I'll be right back," he said gently and she nodded. He vanished into the bathroom briefly to toss the used condom and wash his hands, then pivoted to the kitchen. He returned a moment later with the cheesecake oozing and covered in caramel and two spoons.

  "Remind me again why I haven't gone out with you before?" Jessa joked.

  "Probably because I was trying to tell myself you were off limits." Tanner piled thick creamy cheesecake onto a spoon and brought it to her mouth. Jessa accepted it and took her spoon, moving her legs so he could join her. Tanner sat down and put her legs back on top of his lap and proceeded to feed her cheesecake from his own spoon.

  "Mmm, you weren't kidding. This is delicious!"

  Tanner shot her that rock star smile of his and took a bite with a nod.

  "So, how did you end up with... all of that?" She pointed with her spoon down the hall to the dungeon.

  "I've been into kink since I was a lot younger. I've had a few years to build and acquire things that interested me," he explained.

  "Build?" Jessa asked.

  "I made the cross as well as the spanking bench you were introduced to tonigh
t, and a few other odds and ends. Paddles. I tried my hand at leatherwork and found out that's better to leave to the professionals." Tanner shrugged.

  "That's very impressive." She gushed.

  "Thanks." Tanner offered her more cheesecake and she debated over it before taking one last bite and letting him put it away.

  When he came back from the kitchen she asked him, "What does this mean for you and I, Tanner?"

  "I haven't quite figured that out yet. I've wanted you for so long. I still want you." He was still naked and his body was taking the hint by growing hard again to prove it. He sat down to try to keep it from being obvious but Jessa had already seen and her body was reacting to the view.

  "I've wanted you, too," she admitted as she eyed his cock.

  "It's more than simply wanting you, Jessa. I want you as mine," Tanner breathed. "I want you to belong to me. I want you to be my submissive, my other half." The intensity in his eyes took her breath away and made her heart swell in her chest.

  "I want to be yours," Jessalyn admitted, feeling like she was agreeing to something much deeper than any relationship she had been involved with in the past.

  "You'll be my submissive?" He asked, looking into her eyes as she looked up at him.

  Jessalyn nodded. "I...ah, I will.”

  "Do you know what that entails?" He asked her doubtfully.

  "Not exactly. I have a pretty good idea though." She had read some books about BDSM relationships and based on the items in his guest room, she had a very limited idea about what to expect from Tanner when it came to him being her Dominant.

  "I want you to be mine and only mine. I want to be able to have you whenever I want you, dominate you and have you willingly give yourself to me in all ways. Not just physically. I'll protect you, look out for you and keep you safe. I'll make love to you, I'll have sex with you and I'll fuck you like an animal. You'll give me the control that you had previously held, you'll look to me when you make a decision and you'll obey me when I request you to do something." Tanner ran his hand up her bare thigh and his fingers met her wetness before sliding back down.