Today I decided to share one of my favorite scenes from Surrender to Me...
Ari lay on the massage table, indulging in the aroma of the scented oils. The strum of the music in the dimly lit room almost lulled her to sleep. Her muscles were still relaxed from the massage she’d just had. The massage therapist, Emma, told her to take a few minutes to unwind and rest before getting up. Her eyes were closed but she could hear the door of the small room open and close. She thought it was Emma leaving, but the sound of footsteps coming toward her made her aware that she wasn’t alone.
“Did you enjoy your massage, kitten?”
Ari opened her eyes to find Martin standing over her. She tried to sit up, but he placed his hand on her shoulder, effectively holding her down. He wasn’t rough, but his touch made her stop and obey. His subtle smile told her she had pleased him. He turned his attention to Emma.
“Did you take care of my girl?” He didn’t remove his hand from Ari’s shoulder.
“Yes, Sir.” She nodded, keeping her gaze set on the floor.
“Good girl.” Martin took his free hand and tilted Emma’s chin so she had to look at him.
Ari found the fact that he touched them both at the same time strangely erotic. The room was small and intimate, and Martin’s presence had somehow changed the tranquil atmosphere. “How are things going with you and your Master?”
“Very well, Sir.” Emma swallowed hard, her voice softer than before. Martin made her apprehensive. “You matched us well. Thank you.”
“I’m glad. I’m eager to hear about your progress. I’ll be observing the two of you very soon.” Without looking at Ari, he removed his hand from her shoulder and ran it along her throat. “I’ll set it up.” Martin released Emma’s chin and turned his attention back to Ari. “So beautiful.” He moved his hand to her face, running his fingers along her lips. “Isn’t she, Emma?”
Martin smirked when Ari’s breathed picked up. He could read her so well. Mesmerized by his presence, she didn’t speak or question what he wanted.
“Yes, Sir, she is.” Emma moved closer to the table.
Ari should have been uncomfortable with another woman in the room with them, but it didn’t seem wrong. She never would have entertained the idea of having someone observe them,
but with Martin she wanted to explore and push limits. She wanted to become everything he needed.
He trailed his fingers along Ari’s jaw and down to her neck, stopping just where the sheet covered her breasts. Her nipples hardened when he hooked his finger under the cloth.
“I’d be happy to serve you, Sir,” Emma timidly spoke. “I’d be honored to please you and your sub.”
Ari wasn’t sure she was up for that. Having Emma watch them was one thing, but playing with them? Could she take things that far? Would Martin ask her to? She tried to calm her mind.
Objection, she reminded herself. If she used her safe word, he’d have to stop. She had the power.
“Hmm.” Martin pulled the white material down, revealing Ari’s breasts. “That’s a generous offer. One I’m sure your Master will reward you for.” He circled the pad of his finger over Ari’s nipples, causing her to stifle a moan.
Ari closed her eyes and squeezed her legs together, trying to stop the throbbing between them. She abandoned any thoughts of using her safe word. She lost herself in Martin’s touch. “I don’t think my pet is ready for that.” He continued to pleasure her with his fingers. “You may leave us.”
“Yes, Sir.” Ari heard Emma quickly exit the room.
“Look at me.” Martin kneeled down next to her face.
Opening her eyes, she stared directly into his.
“I’m very pleased with your trust in me. You were quite receptive with Emma’s presence
in the room with us. You didn’t even panic when she offered to play with us.” He pressed his lips against her shoulder. “Would you entertain that idea?”
“I’m not sure.” She wanted to say yes, but she wasn’t certain. “Not yet.”
He nodded as he ran his fingers through her hair. “I appreciate your honesty. Perhaps you’ve mastered rule number one after all. We’ll never do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
“I don’t want to share you.” She smiled. “Would you touch her the way you touch me?”
“Of course not,” he said. “She is in a monogamous relationship with her Dom. The same way you and I are.”
“Shh.” Martin pulled the sheet the rest of the way down, exposing her nakedness to him. “We’ll discuss it later. Right now, I’d like to play.”
Ahh Master M... you still do it for me.