#Wipitup – Tongue Out

Welcome to WipItUp where we celebrate works in progress, nearly published or recently published.  Thanks to Melody Parks for battling with linky lists and enabling me to share my latest WiPs.

This is a nearly published work – Ruled by Him – volume two of Sublime Trust.

So how are the rules going for Gemma?  She’s never had a relationship with a Dom before which centred around rules. Expectations, yes, but not the kind of protocols that are written down or detailed in anyway. She asked for them, and Jason delivered. Now, she’s finding out the consequences of disobeying them.

Gemma has to take a pill every day, she’d forgotten, not once, but a few times….

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“Gemma!” Jason called her back out of the bathroom, waving the strip in front of her. “What day is it today?”

“Friday,” She cringed, twisting a foot about on the floor.

He ran his finger along the days of the week printed on the back. “So did you sleep through Wednesday and Thursday? Because the last time you took one was Tuesday.”

“I don’t have any excuses, Sir.” She fell back on polite truthfulness. Then, belatedly, she added her contriteness. “Sorry.”

“You promised me to be diligent with these. From now on, every morning, you kneel here at my feet, open your mouth, and I will put one on your tongue. When I am away on business, I will text you a reminder.” Jason put the strip of pills on his side of the bed.

Her shoulders slumped, while her heart thumped in her chest. His pill-giving ceremony would turn into the kind of little ritual that on the one hand made her squirm and on the other, roused her needy clitoris into action. No doubt, he would ignore the latter and make a big deal about the former.

The matter didn’t end there. The same evening, when they arrived at Blythewood, Jason summoned her to his study. She knelt before his desk, caught sight of the object he held, and grimaced. You’re not sticking it on my nipple!

“Tongue out.”

It pinched. A clothes peg on her tongue for half an hour while he worked. Saliva drooled out of her open mouth, the tongue hung over her lower lip, and her jaw ached more and more with each passing minute. Not once did he acknowledge her presence, which pissed her off more than the peg. In the grand scheme of pregnancy, missing a couple of tablets was unlikely to cause complications. He wanted the excuse to have her perched by his desk in discomfort, in close proximity and struggling to decide if it turned her on or not. Given the tingling between her legs and the way her nipples stuck out, she couldn’t hide the fact she would love for him to take her over his desk. He didn’t, though, merely dismissing her from his presence after removing the peg. Glancing over her shoulder as she slunk out, she caught sight of his grin. Things had gone well for both of them.

 

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Is a kinky lifestyle about to be exposed?

Her future – an uncharted map of erotic pleasure.

His passion – to have her be his submissive all day, every day.

Gemma Lucas’s life is about to be transformed by a new arrival and her ambition to become an artist. To help deal with the mounting challenges, Gemma enters into a new agreement with her Dominant, Jason, one which requires her to be his submissive full-time.

Adapting to her husband’s increasing dominance requires adjustment, especially when a threatening letter is found in her bag at a dance class.

Will the couple’s secret kinky lifestyle be exposed or will Jason’s ruthless approach to his enemies save them?