Upon arriving at the bathroom, she removed her shoes and asked him to do the same. Since the guy wasn't going to take a shower or do anything with her other than soaping her back, the woman informed him that he should stay dressed. She waited to have his attention before slowly starting to remove her own clothes, gazing at him. She unbuttoned the white silk shirt one button at a time, revealing a white lycra and lace bra covering her small breasts and a small part of her smooth belly. She patiently unzipped the side zipper of the high linen skirt in a bluish-gray tone, letting the fabric slide down her legs, and took a step back, approaching the shower.She placed one hand behind her, undoing the bra clasp, while using the other arm to keep the piece in place, and only discarded it when she was facing away from Harry and towards the shower. Then she removed the matching panties and left them on the floor, finally entering the shower, all the while looking over her shoulder and asking
Silence settled between them and began to be broken only by the sounds of satisfaction uttered by Kath, as Harry touched her body with less technique and more malice. The guy then began lying on top of her, kissing her neck and back until the woman finally turned to him, wanting a bit more action. His fingers on her nipples were no longer subtle, and his mouth was likely leaving marks on her shoulder. Then, moving his lips and tongue over her neck and jawline, he almost caught her off guard and kissed her lips, but she managed to place one hand between their faces in time. If there was one thing Kath had learned as soon as she became a dominatrix, it was that doms and subs cannot exchange affectionate caresses like kisses on the mouth. This was advice she received not from one, but from virtually all the more experienced dominatrixes she had spoken to when joining the club. Kissing was dangerous with subs who were already accustomed to the games, and Harry was a trap she knew she was
"Okay, Harry," she said, picking up her clothes and starting to put them on. "If that's the case, you're getting into the game... And I'm glad. She had thought that he had spoken the words out of involvement in the sensations, that he had said everything with meaning. Even though he said he was happy, she couldn't decide whether his explanation was a relief or a disappointment."And you're not going to punish me?" he asked, confused to see her getting dressed."Later. Right now, I need a little rest. And you too, because this is going to be very intense," she said and he liked what he heard, but managed to keep a neutral countenance. At least until he saw her again.In the early evening, Cora went to the guest room and informed him that his boss was waiting for him in the secret room once again. As soon as he arrived, he found her dressed in an outfit that could be described as typical of sadomasochism. A corselet and a tiny latex skirt accompanied a pair of latex boots, which went up
"Details? But I haven't... I haven't even accepted yet," he chuckled."Baby... why wouldn't you accept?" she laughed. "From what I could see, you had quite a bit of fun! Even the physical punishment got you excited... And if you weren't a submissive... If this wasn't a part of your nature... you wouldn't have an erection.""I enjoyed... everything we did in the bedroom," he agreed. "But the problem is the rest. Not being able to kiss you or call you by your name... Not being able to hug you after sex or talk about anything personal...""I understand, Harry, but unfortunately, it has to be this way, or... we say goodbye here, and you go back to being just my employee in the company. You can rest assured that I won't get angry and... send you away or anything like that." She kept her composure, even though she was terrified inside. After he had handled the pain so well, she hadn't even considered that the guy might say "no" to her proposal for other reasons. It was hard for Kath to unde
"Did you send for me?" Harry asked, a little annoyed, as he entered the office of the apartment he had been sharing with Kath for a few months. He hadn't even had time to change out of his work clothes because, as soon as he arrived home, Cora informed him that Miss Beauvoir wanted to see him."Yes, darling," she replied, rising from the chair where she was managing some business from home and walking in his direction. She was still dressed in her executive attire, consisting of a beige pantsuit very similar to several others she wore at the office. "It's just that my orders have arrived, and I can't wait to try some of them," she informed, giving a mischievous smile."Okay," he replied, still not very enthusiastic."I'm going to take a quick shower... have a light snack. I assume you'd want to do the same, right?" He simply nodded in agreement as she played with one of his shirt buttons. "In two hours?""That's fine," he breathed deeply, trying to hide his frustration. He should have
She approached, and he remained still, motionless, allowing her to touch him through the cage. She dropped the whip and slid her gloved hands over his shoulders, chest, and abdomen, slowly and provocatively. Then, she stopped in front of him, locking eyes with his amber ones, put a finger in her mouth and began to pull off one of the gloves, taking her time, torturously delaying the moment of true action. She did the same with the other glove and, without taking her eyes off his, she moved close again and caressed him once more."Mmmm... baby! As sweet and obedient as a kitten. MY kitten!" she said, closing her eyes and savoring the muscles being defined by her hands. "I want so much to come in there... and caress you more and more." She continued with a sugary voice. "But I need to trust that you'll do everything I say, so... come here... get closer. Caress your mistress." She requested, beckoning with her index finger, her voice trembling with anticipation.He moved very close to th
"Speech therapy... I forgot," she said softly, trying, but failing, to hide how much it upset her.The mention of his sessions with the speech therapist always completely changed the mood of the dark-haired woman. The treatment was part of a set of changes that Harry had adopted, and they were gradually pulling him away from everything he had been when she first met him. The profile of the perfect submissive was becoming a thing of the past, as he no longer wore the "grandpa" outfits, rarely opted for glasses, and was no longer as shy or stuttered thanks to the speech therapy sessions and his weekly visits to a therapist. Kath had thought about trying to make him give it up, but she hadn't, as she realized that the changes were important to him and she feared losing him by pressuring him, as much as she feared being without him due to the transformation."Where are you going?" He asked, surprised, seeing her get out of bed, holding the semi-untied corset against her body."I'm going t
Seconds after feeling Harry's warm and soft lips touch hers, Kath gently pushed him away and stared at him, her eyes wide and her breath labored. The surprise at his unexpected action left her speechless, paralyzed, and dumbfounded, and the reactions she provoked, like trembling legs, a racing heart, cold hands, and her whole body yearning for more, left her scared and panicked. This was why gestures of affection and intimacy, like kissing on the mouth and falling asleep in the same bed, had to be avoided. They could weaken the dominator, make him forget his position, and lose control."Kath?" Harry called her, snapping her out of the sort of trance she had fallen into."What?" She tried to appear indifferent to what had just happened."Say something... Do something! Yell at me, curse me, slap me in the face, anything... but have some reaction, for God's sake!" He pleaded, nervously and irritated by her coldness."Of course, I will." She replied, sternly. "You can be sure that you'll
The games of domination and submission, of pain and pleasure, in the secret room, became a constant in the couple's life after that day. Not because Kath needed control, in business, in the home, in life or in sex, but because they liked it, because it was really, really intense and pleasurable to fulfill fantasies and test limits.It wasn't because they had become parents that things were over, but because they were still young, and having children, a family, only showed that being submissive and a slave was a thing of the bedroom, and apart from that, they were a normal couple.Not because either of them needed to be someone they weren't when they were out of there, wearing masks and disguises, but because they could simply play with some of the many facets of their personalities, which were intimate and private, which belonged only to the two of them.Not out of fear or necessity, but by choice. Because they discovered together that, between four walls, anyth
"To taste your lips was a dream come true. To taste you was the best thing I've ever felt in my life." A shiver ran through his body from head to toe, and his hands took a firm hold of my shoulders, squeezing them. It felt like an electric current was running through both of us, from one body to the other without stopping.He blindfolded Kath, offering her pâtés, creams, cheeses, jellies, liqueurs, and massaged her entire body with aromatic, warm, edible oil, which he tasted himself, kissing, licking, biting, sucking, until the last drop was mixed with his own saliva."I'm going to put you to bed." She looked at the huge bed and then at me."What do you want to do to me?" she asked rudely."I intend to make you come. May I, Mrs. Winston?" She gave me a small smile with the corner of her lip."If I tell you to stop, you will!""Of course. " I replied.I took her on my lap and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
Minutes later, she was playing at chasing him, while he pretended to attack her like a cornered animal, which was perfect for them to be in the positions of dominator and dominated, even if he left her in control most of the time.Slowly, he turned to face her, wanting to get a better look at the clothes she was wearing, if they could be called that. Kath was wearing pieces made of glossy black leather, which shone brighter than the black dye on my Bugatti, and a beautiful bodice covered her full breasts, compressing them, and tightened her waist, making her look even slimmer. A thong was all that covered her intimacy. On her arms, black latex gloves went up to just above her elbows. Leather boots went up to the middle of her thick thighs. The heel was so high that it seemed to cause pain to her ankles. She looked stunning, even dressed like a sadist.The deep red lipstick on her thick lips reinforced this image. Her long blonde hair was straight and flowed dow
"Date, but date someone who is as horny as you are. Never allow the flame of passion to cool, renew your relationship day after day. One of the advantages of having a relationship in which the flame of passion is still burning is that you can send - love fuck me - at any time of the day, night or dawn, and the person will do anything to get there as soon as possible."PedricovickEven though Kath had shown her weaknesses to him over the years, Harry had never stopped seeing her as determined and brave. Perhaps he even considered her stronger today, when the woman he had once seen as a female in heat, surrounding the male and putting him at her mercy, had turned into a lioness surrounding her cub, making sure that nothing could get to her or miss her.For the time being, however, both Kyra and Chase would still need a lot of care and direction for some years to come. They were children of just over three and one years old each, full of energy and curios
The reception, held in an intimate and charming venue, continued the warm atmosphere of the wedding. A modest banquet and a lively dance floor marked the beginning of the celebration of a shared life.She had never felt so complete and happy as she did at her wedding. Now, she was officially a Winston, and had a real family, something she felt inside, and was part of.The happiness inside her couldn't fit inside her chest; if she could, she'd want to shout out to the whole world how happy she was.Kath and Harry's wedding in the small church with only a few guests was a testament to the strength and depth of their love, celebrating not only the commitment they made that day, but also the whole journey that had brought them there. It was a significant start to a new chapter in their lives, full of promise and hope for the future they would build together.In fact, the color white, the result of the reflection of all the colors, was the perfect metaphor f
Kath knew she had good friends and that the Beauvoirs considered her a member of the family, but she still couldn't imagine receiving even a small part of the love that awaited her when she returned. Relief and joy could also be seen on the faces of people like the groom's grandparents, Samuel and Artie, and employees like Lily, Cora, Dean, Brad and Kevin, who had fortunately remained working for Harry or the company. Most people weren't content with just paying a visit, so the couple's apartment remained full of people at all hours of the day for over a week.Kath's return took everyone by surprise, but at the same time as questions arose, friends and family were happy to know that Kath and her brother were fine, and it was all just a big scare and a nightmare, which ended.As soon as they returned to civilization, news of the engagement spread among friends and family, bringing joy and happiness to all who witnessed Kath and Harry's enduring love.Then
Harry and Kath's reunion was marked by intense emotions, a mixture of joy, relief and love.Harry held the woman he thought he had lost with special care, as if he feared she might slip out of his arms at any moment."My love!" He spoke, pulling away to look at her face, caressing every bit of it, as if to make sure it was real. Like him, she was much thinner, haggard and with dark circles under her eyes that her make-up couldn't completely disguise, but she was still beautiful, illuminated by the late afternoon sun."I'm sorry for the pain I put you through." She begged, wetting his fingers with tears."You don't have to apologize for anything, Kath. I'm just glad to have you back," Harry whispered, as he hugged her tightly. His words were a balm to Kath's heart, and she felt grateful to have such a true love by her side.The intertwining of fingers and the tears that marked Kath's face were silent witnesses to the suffering they had both endured
The detective handed Harry the envelope containing the revelations about Kath's fake death. Harry's hands trembled as he opened the envelope, his eyes scanning the photos which confirmed that Kath was alive and well.A wave of contradictory emotions washed over Harry.His first reaction was intense nervousness, mixed with a hint of anger at not having been told earlier, and he wondered why Kath had kept it a secret and how he would cope with the flood of feelings that engulfed him.However, as he examined the images, the anger was quickly replaced by an explosion of happiness. Kath's familiar face, now no longer obscured by the pain of loss, smiled back at him in the photographs. The discovery that she was alive was an unexpected blessing that flooded Harry's heart with a joy he could barely contain.Harry's hands clasped the photos, and he felt tears of relief mixed with smiles on his face. He was nervous about meeting Kath again, but this anxiety was ecli
The company that had once been full of life now seemed bleak and empty. Harry, still dealing with the pain of loss, made a surprising decision: to return to work at Kath's company.By taking a more active role in management, Harry was determined to honor Kath's legacy and keep alive the vision they both shared for the company. He immersed himself in the responsibilities, finding a way to channel his pain into hard work and dedication.As the days went by, Harry discovered aspects of the company he hadn't known about. He immersed himself in the projects that Kath had started, finding notes and ideas that she planned to implement.In doing so, Harry felt a deeper connection with his beloved, almost as if she were guiding him in some way.Mike didn't visit Harry that afternoon, as he had planned, and let the boy suffer for a while longer, unaware that Kath and Darren were alive and well. When Windson returned to work and officially presented himself as the new major