Chapter Six
Mikayla heard a car pull up in her driveway, and she glanced at the clock. It wasn't even 8 o'clock in the evening yet. Kevin wasn't due there until at least 9. She walked down to the foyer and opened the front door. AJ was running up the front steps. By the time he reached her, he was breathless.
"Mikayla," he started, " I missed you so much." He threw his arms around her and hugged her tightly.
"WHOA!" she yelled, pushing him back. "What's going on? Why are you here without calling? You know better than that."
"I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait. I just haven't seen you for over a week, and I couldn't wait any longer," he said, smiling.
"I'm sorry, too, AJ. I have plans tonight, and they don't include you," she said, pissed that Kevin would be showing up soon. She had to decide which one of them would stay.
"Come on, Mikayla, please let me spend some time with you. I've missed you so much," he pleaded.
She sighed. "OK," she said. "Let me make a call, then we'll do something. Now, you go to my room and wait for me. I want you naked and standing facing the wall when I come in. Your hands against the wall over your head. Do not turn around when you hear me." Her voice was low and commanding.
"Yes, Mistress," he said, tilting his head to the side. "I've been bad, haven't I?"
"Go, AJ. No more talking." He walked slowly up the stairs while she went to call Kevin.
When Mikayla entered her bedroom, she found AJ, exactly in the position she had instructed. She went to her dresser and picked up her hairbrush, then walked over to AJ.
"AJ, we have rules about showing up unannounced. You know that. You decided to disobey me, and you will have to be punished," she whispered in his ear. She glanced down at his tight, firm ass and smacked him with the back of the brush. Not hard enough to hurt him, of course. Just enough to sting a little. As she hit him, he drew in a deep breath.
"AJ, are you going to be a bad boy anymore?" she asked, spanking him again.
"No, Mikayla. I promise I won't do it again." She popped him once more, the cheeks of his butt were beginning to redden.
"OK, AJ. I'll forgive you this time, but that's it. No more." she purred. "Now, turn around and face me."
He did as she asked, and she could see that he enjoyed his punishment very much. His hard cock stood at full attention, crying out for her to touch. She didn't.
"Tonight, you will pleasure me, AJ. You've had your punishment. This is your penance." she said, smiling.
"Yes Mikayla," he said. "Mistress, can I touch you?"
"Yes." He began to unbutton her shirt as their eyes met. She felt almost hypnotized by those beautiful eyes, and she had to look away. He brought her chin back up to face him, and their eyes met again. He removed her shirt, and his hands roamed over her breasts. She had been braless in anticipation of Kevin's visit. He bent his head and began to kiss her soft neck. Her head fell to one side to allow him better access. He pulled her tight against his chest, and the warmth of their bodies pressing together made her instantly wet. His hands slid down her back, then over her hips, removing her shorts and panties in one fluid motion. He turned her around and backed her against the wall. He began to kiss her breasts, then took turns sucking her hard nipples, while his hands raked over her back. His kisses moved even lower, until he found the spot he was searching for. He gently spread her legs and began to lick her wetness. He used his fingers to gain better access to her swollen bud, and he began to tease her mercilessly by licking rapid, butterfly flicks. She put her hands on the back of his head and moaned loudly. Her legs grew weak, and she wasn't sure if she could support herself standing any longer. AJ sensed this, and he stood, picked her up, and placed her on the bed. He looked into her eyes, then positioning himself between her legs. Without a word, his hard cock. Her back arched, and she let out a gasp. He put has hands under her back, pulling her arched body toward him. His lips grazed her swollen nipples, then locked on her mouth. As he thrust in and out of her hot wetness, she screamed in ecstacy. After what seemed like hours, she felt her climax building, and she wrapped her long legs around his waist. She threw her arms around his neck, and he increased the rhythm of his fucking. She came, screaming his name, the sound of which pushed him over the edge too.
Afterwards, she lay in his arms, lightly tracing her fingernails over the tattoos on his arms.
"I think it's time for a new one. What do you think, beautiful man?" she asked, smiling up at him.
"I think I'm up for that," he answered.
They dressed and Mikayla drove him to her tattoo artist. When they walked in, the guy looked and laughed.
"Damn, Mikki, how many of these am I gonna be doing?" he said. "I don't think I even need the stencil anymore. I can probably freehand it." She shot him a nasty look.
"Shut up, Stan," she hissed. AJ sat down in the chair and pulled his pants down over his hips so the artist could get to work. An hour later, he had a brand new tattoo.
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The boys were rehearsing for their next tour, which was set to begin in just a few weeks. They had had a long, hot afternoon of choreography, and they were all eager to shower and get the hell out of the studio. As they were changing clothes, Nick happened to glance over in AJ's direction. AJ was wearing only his boxers, which were hanging very low on his hips. Nick's eyes grew wide when he saw it... the "mark". Mikayla's mark... on AJ. He said nothing as he finished changing clothes. Instead of going home as he had planned, Nick went straight to Mikayla's house.
Manigo showed Nick to the bedroom. Mikayla was lounging in her bathtub, which was filled with bubbles.
"Nick!" she said, "what are you doing here?" He walked over and sat on the edge of the tub, his eyes shining and a smile on his face.
"Mistress, is there something I should know?" he asked, cocking his head to the side and raising his eyebrows.
"Nick, what are you talking about? Something you should know about what?" she asked, getting very annoyed that he was interrupting her bath.
"Oh, I don't know... maybe something that has to do with AJ?" he said, smiling.
"Nick, I have no idea what you're..." she trailed off. He knew.
"It's ok, Mikayla. I think it's cool. I just wish you had told me," he said as he picked up a handful of bubbles and blew them into the air.
"Why? He doesn't know about you. Why would I tell you about him?"
"Because we could have had some fun or something. I don't know," he said, laughing.
A thought crossed Mikayla's mind... maybe AJ was ready for something now.
"Nicky, how would you like to have some fun with AJ? Say, maybe tonight?" she said, knowing he would love it. There was nothing this boy wouldn't do.
"Oh yeah," he answered. "Now we're talkin." Together, they made their plans on initiating AJ. When the plans were complete, he started to leave. He stopped in the doorway and looked back.
"Hey, is there anybody else I should know about?" he asked, smirking.
"Like who?" she asked, innocently.
"Kevin?" he asked.
"Well..." she said, smiling. He just shook his head and laughed.
"Brian???" he asked, not even expecting that he could be.
Mikayla smiled a mischevious smile.
"DAMN! Brian?? That's amazing. What about Howie?" he asked.
"No. Not Howie. I haven't ever thought about Howie," she said, pondering Howie in her mind. He just seemed so sweet. She wondered if she should even bother.
"You should," Nick said, still smiling as walked out the door.