Steph won't let me have Ranger, so I guess I still don't own anything.

Warning: Smut and debauchery galore

Handcuffs and Flavored Oils Part 2

"Bad Kitty in the Batcave"

Steph's POV

Ranger had given me his windbreaker to put on over my cat suit. He called Tank to pick up my car and left me in the Porsche while he went back into Pleasure Treasures. He came back out with my purse and a large plastic shopping bag. Hmmm, I wonder what Pleasure Treasure had caught his eye?

We both buckled in and we were on our way. The streets of Trenton were fairly quiet at this time of night and Ranger was lost in his zone. He got out on the highway and headed toward the shore. Hmmm, is the Batcave a beach house? That would explain why he didn't go there very much. Too far to commute every day.

We took the drive in complete silence until Ranger pulled into the driveway of a beautiful two-story house that backed right up to the ocean. I couldn't really see the outside of the house in the dark, but I hoped that I would get the chance to explore in the morning.

"Remember how I said the Batcave is forever?"

It had been so long since Ranger had spoken that I actually jumped in my seat at the sound of his voice. I turned to face him. "Yes."

"Are you ready for forever, Stephanie?"

Was I? The thought of forever with Morelli had been beyond scary. But, sitting here, the idea of a forever with Ranger sounded right. I realized that I had been ready for a long time.

"I'm ready."

Ranger smiled all one thousand watts at me. His smile always left me stunned. Stunned and horny as hell. I watched as he got out of the car and walked over to my side, opening my door for me. I climbed out and took his hand as he led me up the porch stairs and through the front door. When he shut the door behind us and flipped on the light, I found myself standing in a two-story great room. The floors were hardwood and shiny and the walls were painted in ocean and sand colors. A wide, curved staircase led to a large loft. From the front door, I could see the foot of a massive wrought iron bed upstairs. Hopefully, I would become intimately acquainted with that bed very soon.

"Welcome to my home, Babe." Ranger watched me as I took everything in with wide eyes.

The furniture was very masculine; a dark brown leather sectional and a giant plasma TV off to the right and a large oval dining room table made of black iron and glass to the left. The kitchen was all stainless steel and granite countertops. The windows in the front were huge, from the floor to the ceiling. It wouldn't be hard to see inside and I blushed at the thought of someone standing outside watching me walk around naked.

"Tinted windows, Babe. Nobody can see you."

I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his waist. "It's beautiful. Thank you for bringing me here."

His lips tilted up in the promise of a smile as he pulled me closer. "Go ahead and snoop while I get the bag out of the car."

I got more than a little damp at the thought of what could be in that bag and Ranger gave me a knowing smile. With a smack on my ass, he turned and disappeared outside.

I made my way up the stairs and gasped as I caught the full view of the loft. It was bigger than my entire apartment, and very open. Thankfully, the bathroom was very much closed.

The hardwood floors continued upstairs, along with the sand and ocean theme. Very Zen like and very Ranger. The bed was bigger than a king sized and the head and footboards were made of black wrought iron. Hmm, perfect for wrist and ankle restraints. Down Steph!

Besides the bed, there was a massive black wardrobe, two night tables, a full sized mirror, and an elegant black silk upholstered chaise lounge.

I opened the bathroom door and stepped inside, checking out the huge oval shaped Jacuzzi Air Bath and the walk in shower that was bigger than my bathroom at home. I pushed the glass door aside and stepped into the shower, noting that there were at least three showerheads inside. A large square one above me, one in front of me, and one off to the side behind me. This shower was an orgasm waiting to happen!

Hmm, maybe later.

I walked back into the bedroom and pulled off Ranger's windbreaker, leaving it on the chaise lounge. While I was lusting after the shower, Ranger must have been upstairs. My cat suit box was on the bed along with the bag he had gotten from Pleasure Treasures. Leaning over the rail, I looked downstairs. I could hear him in the kitchen below and I grinned, looking back toward the bed.

In two steps, I had the box and the bag in my hands. Locking myself in the bathroom, I started to dig through the bag.

Like I expected, I found the wrist and ankle restraints, along with a blindfold, a ball gag (Yikes!), a tiny finger shaped vibrator, various flavored oils, a body wax candle, and a feather tickler. Good God, did he steal the whole store? I had to admit though, I was extremely looking forward to trying some of this stuff out.

I opened my cat suit box and pulled out the gloves and mask. Pulling them both on, I grabbed the whip that came with it and stared at my reflection in the mirror.

Dominatrix Stephanie at your service. How may I torture you today?

I cracked the door open and strained my ears. I could still hear Ranger downstairs. Grabbing the bag, I quickly attached the restraints to the head and footboard and lit the body wax candle. Setting the rest of Ranger's "hot" items on one of the night tables, I arranged myself on top of the bed.

A few minutes later, the downstairs lights went off and I could hear his footsteps on the stairs. When he appeared a second later, he was carrying a bottle of wine and two fluted glasses. From my position on the bed, I could see his eyes darken considerably.

"Couldn't resist the bag, Babe?" I could hear the amusement, but his voice had a deep, husky quality to it that made my nipples harden.

"Just thought I'd get everything ready for you." My voice was just as husky and I watched as his pants became tighter. He swallowed visibly before stalking across the room, setting the bottle and glasses on the other night table. He reached for me, but I slipped out of the bed, whip in hand.

"Strip," I ordered, testing the waters. Let's see if Ranger lets me be in control.

The corner of his lips twitched slightly, but his hands moved to his shirt, lifting the material over his head. He wordlessly tossed it aside and made quick work of his pants. Oh yeah, this man was meant to go commando! His shoes and socks went the way of the pants and he stood silent in front of me.

I raked my eyes over his body, taking in his long, silky hair; his molten chocolate eyes; the full, pillow soft lips; smooth mocha latte skin covering every rippling muscle; the dark hair of his "treasure trail" leading the way to his thick, long erection; his well muscled thighs and calves down to his hairless feet. Damn, even his feet were sexy. Licking my lips, I moved my eyes back up his body until I was staring into his. I couldn't even see his pupils anymore; his eyes were that dark.

"Lay down. On your back." I ordered, slapping the whip against my free hand. Shit, that stung!

Ranger's lips twitched again as he did as he was told. He stretched out in the center of the bed, his head raised by the pillows beneath him.

I walked around the bed, never taking my eyes off of him. The sight of him naked like that had me gushing. Was it possible to have an orgasm just by looking at someone?

"No touching," I warned him, stepping closer to the bed. "You touch and I will punish you."

I heard a low growl come from deep within his chest and I think I almost climaxed. Holy hell, Batman!

I put one knee on the bed, leaning forward, trailing the leather whip lightly from his chin to his toes. At the contact, Ranger's body visibly shuddered. In one slow, fluid movement, I was straddling him, putting my weight on my knees. Staring down into his eyes, I gave him my most seductive smile. "Do you trust me, Ranger?"

He nodded without hesitation.

"Completely?"

Another nod.

I leaned down, lightly skimming his body with mine as I moved up. His breath caught as I took his hands and put them in the wrist restraints. Surprisingly, he didn't try to stop me. I rewarded him by running the tip of my tongue across his lips.

Arching my back, I slid down his body and moved to the side, restraining his ankles as well. His eyes followed my every movement.

I slid out of the bed and stared down at him, running my tongue over my quickly drying lips. Naked Ranger tied spread eagled to a bed was almost more than I could handle.

Almost.

With a wicked grin, I cracked the whip. God, I never knew how loud that could be. I almost jumped at the sound, but Ranger didn't move a muscle. His eyes were gleaming with lust as he stared at me.

I debated on whether or not to blindfold him. No, I decided. I want to watch him while I played.

I looked down at the night table at the assortment of flavored oils. Chocolate, cherry, key lime, vanilla sugar. Hmmm, which flavor to use.

"What flavor, Ranger?" I demanded, looking over at him.

"Whatever you want, Babe." His voice was deeper than I've ever heard it. My confidence boosted to an all time high as I decided on the chocolate.

I grabbed the bottle and uncapped it before moving to straddle his hips again. Turning the bottle upside down, I let the oil drip down over his delicious body. I set the bottle back on the table and seductively removed my gloves. With a grin, I swung the glove over my head like a lasso, watching the corners of his mouth lift slightly. His eyes twinkled at my sudden play.

Back to business.

I tossed my gloves to the floor and moved my hands over his chest, rubbing the oil into his skin. He moaned deeply but his eyes never left mine. Sliding my leather clad body further down his naked one, I leaned forward and touched my tongue to his well oiled neck. I started out with tiny licks, like I would a lollipop, but then soon progressed to long laps. Ranger groaned as I used my teeth to nip at his pulse point. His arms tightened as he struggled against the restraints.

"Babe." He growled, his eyes heavy as he stared at me through lowered lashes.

Instead of responding, I went back to my decadent Cuban buffet. Alternating between playful licks and long, sensual laps, I moved down his body, gently biting at his nipples and then kissing the pain away. He moaned and struggled but I refused to release him. I licked my way down his glorious eight pack and down his treasure trail. Ranger's breathing was becoming more harsh as I got closer to his almost frightening erection. With an evil grin, I passed that part and licked my way down his thighs. He groaned loudly and I swear he whimpered.

The power I had made me lightheaded as I continued to lick and bite down his leg to his foot. I switched to the other leg, licking, biting, and sucking my way up to the Promised Land. I drug my tongue across the joint where his leg met the rest of his body and he gasped, his hips bucking off the bed.

"Christ, Babe," he choked out, his fists clenched until his knuckles were white. "You're killing me, Steph. Please…"

Sliding up his body, I ran my tongue along the shell of his ear. "Please what, Ranger?" I breathed.

He turned his head, brushing his lips against my jaw. "Please let me come, Babe. Make me come."

I turned my head slightly and his lips crashed over mine. His tongue thrust into my mouth, devouring me. I moaned and returned the kiss before I remembered that I was the one in charge. I pulled back quickly and grinned at him.

"I'm in charge here, Ranger."

He was trembling beneath me and his eyes darkened. "Paybacks are a bitch, Babe. Remember that."

"I'm counting on it," I teased, sliding back down his body. Giving him one last look, I ran my tongue along the tip of his erection, licking up the pre cum. At the touch of my tongue on him, he cried out, his muscles tightening.

"Dios mio, Babe!" He continued moaning in Spanish as I opened my mouth and swiftly took him deep into my throat. I moved one hand to cup and massage his balls and the other hand wrapped around the base of his erection as I moved my mouth up and down, swirling my tongue around him and sucking deeply.

I reveled in the knowledge that I was pushing him over the edge. I had never seen Ranger lose control like this. He willingly gave up all control, letting me take charge, trusting me to do this to him. I felt like I was ten feet tall and bulletproof.

I lifted my eyes to meet his as I continued to lick and suck on him. His hips were jerking and his arms and legs were tight, trying to break free from the restraints. I was almost afraid that he would rip apart the bed frame.

Lifting my mouth from him, I stared into his eyes. "I want you to come, Ranger. Come for me." The second the words left my mouth, I took him deep into my throat.

He cried out, yelling my name as his hips shot up. I felt his release as he spilled out into my mouth. The bed shook with his orgasm as he jerked his arms, still not able to break free.

I sucked him dry as he convulsed beneath me. His orgasm must have lasted a good five minutes, and my heart soared with the knowledge that I did that to him.

Me.

Dominatrix Stephanie.

When he finally stopped trembling, he looked into my eyes. "Holy shit, Babe. That was unbelievable." His voice was hoarse from shouting and the raspy sound sent another rush of wetness between my legs. "Please untie me."

I slid off of him and got out of the bed. With his eyes glued to me, I slowly removed my sweat and flavored oil soaked cat suit and mask. "Was I a bad kitty, Ranger?"

His grin was feral as he took in my naked body with coal black eyes. "The worst kind, Babe."

With a satisfied smile, I got back into the bed, straddling him once again. Bracing my hands on his shoulders, I grinded my wet and aching center across his growing erection. He groaned when he felt how aroused I really was.

"Being in control really turns you on, huh?" He teased, moving his hips up to grind against me. I moaned, shamelessly rubbing myself against him.

"Untie me, Steph," he growled, jerking up against me again.

I gasped in shock when he shoved his erection up inside of me. I wasn't expecting it yet, and I immediately rocketed off into the most intense orgasm of my life.

"Oh God Babe," he cried, his head leaning back in pleasure. Obviously, he wasn't expecting it either.

I shuddered and convulsed on top of him as he kept thrusting up into me, harder than he ever had before. The pain mixed with pleasure as I gripped his shoulders, afraid that he would split me in half. I rolled my hips, grinding roughly against him as another orgasm started to form deep inside of me. Ranger was slamming into me, sliding against my g-spot ruthlessly and my body clenched tightly around him.

"Oh God, Ranger!" I screamed so loud I was afraid someone would send the police over to investigate. I went off into violent convulsions on top of him as the Doomsday orgasm ripped through me. I heard his loud shout, felt his hot release deep within my pulsating walls. "Oh God…oh God…oh God…oh God…"

Trembling with aftershocks, I collapsed bonelessly on his chest. Our breathing was labored as we gasped for air.

"Babe…please untie me…" he gasped, his eyes closed.

With trembling arms, I reached up and untied his wrists. His arms fell to the mattress, as I moved down to untie his ankles. When he was free, he reached down and yanked me back on top of him. His arms closed around me, holding me so tightly I could barely breathe. His hands moved through my hair and down my back, then down, gripping my ass tightly.

"I warned you, Stephanie," he growled in my ear, making me shiver. "Paybacks are a bitch."

Wow. That was exhausting to write! LOL. Hope part 2 was good for you. Let me know what you thought.