Justin woke at about 2pm to find Cariad lain next to him just looking at him. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. Then he stretched languorously and sleepily asked, ‘How long have you been watching me?’
‘Long enough. You dream a lot.’
‘Reading my mind again?’
‘Oh, it is far too busy in there for me to read it’ she giggled.
Justin rolled onto his side and placed his hand possessively on her hip. Cariad reached out to his beard and smiled. ‘I like the two grey strips’ and she gave it a playful tug.
‘The product of getting old’ he grumbled.
‘Oh please, you are not old. You weren’t old last night.’
‘True. I still have no idea what happened last night.’
‘Neither do I but it was fun.’
Justin raises an eyebrow and asks, ‘Is that all it was, just fun?’
‘What would you call it?’
‘Fire, passion, anger, desperation.’ He was frowning. ‘You make me want to write songs.’
‘Now you are being romantic. Oh god please don’t tell me you are like Taylor Swift and write all about your romantic liaisons.’
‘You are being very rude, young lady. I can’t believe you likened me to a girl pop singer.’
‘So, what are you going to do about it?’
In the blink of an eye, Justin sits on the edge of the bed and drags Cariad over his lap. She squealed and she cried out, ‘You wouldn’t dare.’
‘You think not?’ and with that he spanked her ass.
‘Ow! You bastard!’
Again, he struck, but this time on the other side of her ass. Cariad kicked and squirmed, yelping every time he struck. However, she never gave any indication she wanted it to stop. He peppered the middle of her ass then down in the sit zone so she would remember this every time she sat down
Her ass had turned crimson and it spurred him on and each new slap grows in intensity. She was kicking her legs and trying to get up. He placed his hand on her back to hold her down and trapped her legs with his right one. He growled ‘The more you struggle the more I will keep on spanking.’
‘You bastard!’ she cried loudly.
Justin laughed and landed a hard slap.
It seemed to drive the air out of Cariad’s lungs but she didn’t cuss again.
Justin smiled to himself and ran his hand over her ass. Her skin was scalding but he could not resist slipping two fingers in her wet pussy. Cariad let her head hang and groaned softly. He ran the fingers of his other hand down her spine and she shivered deliciously. He could not believe how deeply sexual this woman was. His fingers are slick with her juices and he wanted to fuck her so badly. He removed his fingers from her sex and slipped them in his mouth. He groaned softly at the piquancy of her. He helped her to her feet and she looked confused.
Justin had a massive erection and he was acting as if it was over. Cariad frowned deeply but she remained quiet.
‘Let’s get cleaned and get dressed we are going out for a meal.’ He said.
‘Going out? But…. But…’
‘But what Cariad?’
‘I thought we were going to…’
‘Going to what?’ now he was smiling and Cariad got annoyed.
‘I’ll run you a bath and I’ll have a shower.’ He got up and walked into the bathroom.
‘Justin!’ Her voice was high pitched and a little pained.
He peeked out of the bathroom and said, ‘You need to learn about delayed gratification and we need food.’
‘I’ll run my own damned bath’ she said grumpily.
Justin laughed and it was a rich delighted laugh.
Cariad stormed into the bathroom and Justin had put the plug into the bath and was running warm water into it. She stepped into the bath and sat down. Her ass was sore and sitting down made her suck in a pained breath. Justin had climbed in the shower and he turned on the cold tap and stepped under it. The shock of it made him gasp.
‘Good, I hope that cold water really stings.’
Justin laughed again and he said, ‘I would have thought your ass was sore enough, but if it isn’t I can make sure it is.’
Cariad wanted to swear and call him a string of expletives, but she held her temper. If he was wanting to play games she could play some of her own.
The cold shower worked for Justin but the bath does nothing to calm Cariad. She had never been like this and she could not understand why it was happening now. She had stumbled upon the concert and was struck by Justin’s ability to put so much emotion into his songs.
Cariad got out of the bath and dressed in the same clothes she wore here. Justin then got out of the shower. He found fresh clothes and dressed, smiling when he saw Cariad’s face. She gave him a forced smile that was more of a sneer which made him chuckle.
She said, ‘You are enjoying this.’
‘Actually I am. This is nothing like I have ever had with a woman.’
Cariad looked deep into his eyes and knew he wasn’t lying. His gaze tugged at her heart strings and she prayed this was more than physical attraction.
They walked hand in hand down to the foyer, where Justin left a message for his bandmates to let them know where he was going and he would meet them at the music venue at 6pm. There was a hire car ready for their use and Justin got into the driver’s seat, looked at her and said ‘Ok Miss Cariad, which hotel are you staying at? I am guessing you want to change clothes.’
‘That would be great. I am staying at the Beaumont over on Main.’
‘The lady travels in style.’
‘Yes, Daddy is generous with money, just not with his time.’
‘Ouch that was said with pain, young lady.’
‘Not really, I’m used to it now. It gives me freedom that girls my age don’t normally get.’
‘I like you Cariad, you are open honest and that is refreshing.’
‘Not your normal groupie?’
‘You are heading for another spanking young lady. You are no groupie.’
‘Thank you, I think.’
‘I am too old for groupies.’
Cariad burst into laughter and the sound of it made Justin laugh too.
They pulled up in front of the hotel and Cariad’s door is opened by the doorman. She climbed out and Justin quickly followed. He tossed the keys to the valet and followed after her. They get into the empty elevator and when the door closed Justin turned to Cariad and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her so passionately she was left breathless. He put his arms around her and grabbed her ass. He smiled when she gasped.
‘You know damned well it is.’ Her eyes blazed fire and that made him chuckle.
The doors of the lift glided open on top floor and they step into the penthouse suite. Justin gave a low whistle and said, ‘Well it is obvious you are not after my money.’
‘And I know money is not that important to you either.’
‘Just as long as it pays the bills and allows me to sing I am fine.’
Cariad turned around and walked toward him and his arms automatically go around her. Justin looked down into her eyes and said, ‘You are so damned beautiful. What are you doing with me? You could have any man you wanted.’
‘What makes you think there is a choice? We were destined to meet. Can’t you feel that?’
‘You’ve put a spell on me’ he murmured into her hair. He cupped her chin and turned her face up. His gaze is fiery and she shivered. ‘Show me the bedroom.’
‘I thought we were going to eat?’ she said with a grin.
He grinned and one eyebrow raised. He had a crooked little grin that made Cariad know he was daring her to disobey. He was in charge once more. It amazed her how quickly he shifted his attention. He was mercurial and at times, bordering on inscrutable.
She stepped out of his arms, but keeping his hand in hers, she leads him into the bedroom. There is a massive bed dominating the room and it is massive. There is a wall of massive floor to ceiling windows with a chaise in front.
A sealed box was on the bed and Cariad wondered when it arrived and who the hell sent it. She walked to the bed and pulled it towards her. It was a plain cardboard box with no labels or anything to say where it came from. She turned it over to look at all of the sides and in very small print the letters F.G.M. are on the bottom. She frowned when she saw it. ‘I didn’t order anything’ she said in a small voice. ‘I’ll look at it later.’ She picked it up and went to take it to the lounge area.
Justin asked, ‘Aren’t you curious?’
Cariad put it back on the bed and tried to get the packing tape undone on the top. Justin fishes his knife of his pocket. It is a small flipper knife and he revealed the blade then handed it to her. She slipped it under the packaging tape and quickly opened the box. The things inside are surrounded in bubble wrap. The smallest one is the one she grabs first. When it is unwrapped, she saw a black satin and red lace blindfold. She found her fingers lingering on the satin. She looks at Justin and her eyes reflected her puzzlement. The next package was opened and there was a leather harness but she had no idea how it fixed on the body. She turned to Justin and asked, ‘Did you have anything to do with this?’
He shook his head and said, ‘When did I have the chance to order them?’
‘Well I didn’t order them!’
Justin picked up the harness and it was obvious these were quality made. ‘They sure look interesting.’
Cariad delves back in the box and found a strange box that held something called a Doxy Wand. She opened the box and a strange long wand with a thicker head at one end and a cable to plug it in on the other end. Then she found something that completely puzzled her. It was stainless steel and not very long. It had a small circle of steel with a pretty stone at the very bottom. There was a bit of a stem then a strangely shaped head. She looked puzzled and looked at him for some insight. He laughed hard and took it from her hands. He placed it on the bed next to the box.
‘Well what is it?’ she asked him seriously.
‘You really don’t know?’
She shook her head.
‘It is a princess plug.’
‘What does it plug?’
Cariad backed away from him and said, ‘If you think you are putting that in my butt you are very mistaken.’
Justin can’t help it he laughed very hard. ‘Listen angel why don’t we put this stuff away, and you get dressed and we can go for a meal.’
Cariad nodded but as she went to her wardrobe she looked back at Justin and said, ‘I mean it, not in my ass, ever!’
‘Only if you change your mind. Promise.’
‘Not going to happen now what should I wear?’
Justin walked over to the wardrobe and started looking through her clothes. He found her black leather pants and then a black leather waistcoat. He fished out her black Doc Martins then a black leather jacket.
‘Quite then goth rock chick, aren’t you?’
‘Sometimes, when the mood takes me.’
‘Go put these things on’ he said.
She went to her drawers and found a pair of panties. She fished out a bra but Justin said, ‘Not the bra, baby.’
Cariad took her clothes into the dressing room and took off her clothes. Justin walked to the dressing room and leaned against the door jamb watching her. He found she was almost dainty and she had a grace that is hard to deny.
To be continued…