I slept in his shirt that night, feeling wonderful to be constantly wrapped in something that had been close to his skin, surrounding me with the scent of my lover. That was the day I realised I would love him for the rest of my life.I knew not everything in my world was perfect. I knew nothing ever would be. I was happy to love him and be with him but at the back of my mind I kept thinking about what he had said about how he got those bruises. It made me wonder what else he had to face, what other dangers were out there that would one day creep up on me and give me something to really worry about. A hostage situation suggested he must have been armed. He would not have gone into a situation like that without a weapon. So I decided to ask him when I met with him later that evening. I knew he wasn't going to tell me everything about it, but he could at least tell me the truth, even if it didn't exactly put my mind at rest.I'd agreed to meet him at seven in the evening. I had no idea
And that was how we started. We saw a lot of each other while he was off work, then he had to go back and for the first few months, I'd worry if he was late calling but he would always get in touch, always assure me he was okay. We carried on meeting and our fun and games just got better. Cock sucking became a regular favourite, with him very fond of mentioning when we were out in a public place that his war wound was aching, then we would go somewhere quiet and I'd give him head, then we would carry on with our evening, knowing this was a game the two of us shared in secret. Sometimes we just enjoyed each other's company, kissing, cuddling, and talking about anything and everything. Other times he would make it clear he would be making my arse or go very red and even estimated the number of days till I'd be able to sit down again without feeling it, then there was the time he ordered me to wear a PVC mini dress that clung to me like a second skin, and shoes so high I could barely sta
Knowing nothing, being told nothing, was worse than any kind of bad news Celeste could have given me on the day of the shooting. All I had was memories and uncertainty, other times I'd feel sure he was dead and tell myself I had to accept this before it was confirmed to me because if I held on to any kind of hope it would only make the pain worse when I knew the truth.I would never know another man like Jonny, nor would I ever love anyone else the way I loved him. Sometimes I was angry because he had chosen to live a life that had led to this, other times I thought about the brave man who had lived with so much danger and adversity and I felt proud of him. Either way, I loved him with all of my heart, I had loved him from the day we met and even though I was grateful for the time we had spent together, I had my regrets: Life was short, I wished we had got together sooner. Right now, as I moved, as I walked, my widened hole rubbed together as if my arse had turned into a second vagina
I was on the verge of bursting into a fit of laughter as I carefully placed my case in the back of her car. She said little as we drove and kept her eyes on the road. She was trying to hide her embarrassment - I was very surprised a woman like Celeste would be shocked at sex toys but everyone was different, not every woman owned a vibrator - or many as I did. But all the same, I could just picture Jonny's face when I told him. He would find the whole thing hilarious. By the time we reached our destination the case incident had stopped being funny. All I could think about was holding him in my arms again.We had parked outside a rather nice house on the better side of my town."I asked him where he wanted to go and he said he wanted to be close to you.” She told me.Celeste left me to take my case from the car. I dragged it up the path as she was unlocking the front door and as she went inside, I followed and left it in the hallway.The house was quiet."Where is he?"Celeste lowered h
The sun had set gently into a burnt amber sky slashed with pink silken shades. The fading light threw its colours into the bedroom and it seemed to cover everything with its brilliance, the rainbow of warmth that lit up the room emphasised the peacefulness of the world we now found ourselves in. Jonny was sleeping in bed, lying naked beneath soft covers that smelled of fresh laundry and the scent of his skin. I smiled as I thought back to me as a girl, that teenager who used to dream of him - What I would have given to see him sleeping like this just once! Even up until we had met again all those years later, I had dreamed of seeing him lying in bed, picturing him naked beneath the sheets, me creeping up so quietly to wake him with a kiss as my hands strayed over his body... Now I knew what he looked like, and he was as handsome as I had imagined. Just looking at him lying there filled me with such desire I was instantly wet and aching to run my hands over him, feel his tongue in my m
I packed him a bag for the hospital and even as I helped him get dressed I felt as if I should be on my knees apologising for disrespecting his wishes. It was in me to obey, I felt at home and in my rightful place obeying the man I loved. And although common sense was screaming at me that I had done the right thing, when he told me to stay at home and wait for his return I felt like I was already being punished. He kissed me goodbye and said he would call me soon. Then the woman who I had felt so jealous of drove him away and I was left alone with guilt that only a submissive could understand. Yes, I had helped him. But I had also failed him because he had said, do not call that number. I knew deep down that he understood and in the end would probably have called her himself, but it was in me totally to obey and I had broken that. It was simmering away like an ache and only Jonny could make that pain go away with his forgiveness. We subs do not like making decisions when they question
Jonny called me later that day."Hello my darling, I'm really bored in here.” He said, "I've been thinking about you and I've decided when I come home I'm going to get some lube and see how stretchy you really are. You're all mine and I want to use your holes properly - especially your tight arse, which is also mine, by the way.”Those words sent a thrill running through me. I loved the way Jonny owned me!"As you wish Master."Jonny's voice lowered."I have to warn you that I'm getting very frustrated in here, Eve. I'm very tired and very sore and the last thing I feel like is a wank at the moment. But when I get home it will be a different matter. I may decide to force myself on you and take you hard. I might ravish you very roughly.""If it pleases you.""Yes, it will please me very much." Jonny told me, "Now I'm going to sleep for a while. Be a good girl and don't play with yourself tonight. I've decided when I come home I want to find you waiting for me looking sweet and pure, li
To say that our reunion was perfect was to be an understatement. The next morning he woke up and said he felt sore, that healing scar was hurting again, he had overdone it last night and now he needed to spend the day in bed. No problem, I thought, at least he wouldn't be bothered by unwanted visitors like Dominic... I had so many plans for filling his recovery with wonderful erotic games and pleasures.I watched my Jonny sleeping, safe in our bed, healing and resting and it was so hard to resist the urge to wake him with a kiss, to run my hands over his perfect body. I needed to worship him. I longed to tell him how I adored him, how amazing he was, all powerful and supreme, and how wonderful I felt to be knelt at his feet in worship. Jonny owned several pairs of leather shoes, black and polished to a high shine. Whenever he wore a pair of shoes like that the reaction from me was automatic; I would fall to my knees so hard sometimes I got bruises if I was not on soft carpet, such was
I drove to the hotel lazily, a smile fixed on my face that I just couldnt get rid of. Even when the traffic was terrible, I kept smiling as memories played in my head. Mr. Dark wanted me for two more weeks, in a private place, twenty-four hours a day.That sounded like heaven on earth to me, and I would make sure Trent understood when I saw him that I wasnt to be disturbed, for anything other than a true emergency during that time. I parked and headed into the hotel and up to the offices. I waved at the secretary who waved back as I knocked on the door to the main office.Im here, Trent, I said as I entered and sat on the couch. I felt more confident than I ever had before as I stared at my brother. He was on the phone and hadnt even acknowledged I was there yet.I waited, impatiently, and didnt make myself stop when my foot began to tap. Always so fucking important, always so dismissive, my brothers could be real assholes sometimes. My smile turned to a glare, and I watched him. He
The next morning, I got out of bed, had a shower, and ordered some breakfast for us both. I slid into the bed in fresh pajamas and pulledStephanie into my arms. I smiled as she protested and knew Id made the right decision.Wake up, pet. I want to talk to you. I have coffee for you and food. She turned in my arms, warm from her sleep, and protested again.But I want to sleep, she mewled, and I laughed again.No, enough sleep. Come on, come join me. Her face was against my neck, and her lips felt really nice there, but I had an offer to make, and she needed to be awake for it.Fine, she said, a little petulant, but softened it with a smile. I let it pass and went to the table with her.It was only a small table with two white chairs, and we each took a seat. What do you want in your coffee?Just cream. The words were garbled on a yawn as she scrubbed at her face with her hands. Nothing else.There you go. I set it in front of her and began to eat the breakfast Id ordered. Hash browns
Would a bath be in order? he asked from behind me. I still shook from the things hed done, from the things hed made me feel.It hadnt taken long, but then I was primed. I hadnt seen him in days, and my body wanted his touch more than anything else in the world. I hadnt known suction cups could provoke so much pleasure. When hed placed the first one on my nipple, Id fought not to squirm. The second one had nearly done me in. When the third one was applied, a battle began.Then, the rest. Id been pushed beyond arousal and straight into a new world of pleasure so quickly, with a speed I didnt understand, and when hed invaded me back there. A shiver shook me all over again, and I turned around. Yes, I think a bath is just what I need, sir.He nodded and went to the bathroom. I heard the taps come on, and the bathtub began to fill. I thought about what Id said, the way sir came off of my tongue so easily. Readily, even. Was it because I didnt know his name? Was that what made it so easy?Y
I woke up before Stephanie and looked in the fridge for some orange juice but didnt see any. I dressed and went out to the bar to get some.I came back in quietly, saw she was still asleep in bed, and poured two glasses of the cold drink before going back to the bed.I undressed, pulled back the covers, and slid into the sheets with her. This bed was much better than the one at my apartment, I thought as my muscles began to relax. Id have to find out what it was and buy one for myself.I turned in the bed and brushed Stephanies hair back from her face. I wanted to ask her for a longer contract; Id given up on trying to talk myself out of it. This woman was more than just a fuck I could forget about. She had class, and she made me think. She also made me hard as fuck, and I wanted her. I just wanted to know how far I could push her before shed break first. I needed to find out tonight, so I brushed at her cheek until she woke up.Hi, I said softly once she woke up and smiled at me. He
I walked up to him, my hips swinging seductively, and knelt in front of his chair, mask in place. Im home, sir.I made sure my lips smiled prettily, and that my eyes were down, a sweet pose of submission Id spent the day practicing; only he wouldnt know that.Mason had found a nanny for the kids now that Laura was out of the woods, and Id come home early this afternoon. Id spent the hours preparing myself for him, for the man Id dreamed about every night since Id left him. Id wanted this to be perfect. Id talked to Roxie and when Id arrived at the club Id gone in to change my clothes and do my hair.My hair was easy, it fell in straight, golden sheets down my back. The dress was the hard part. Shed put a pure white satin gown out for me, and a red one, with a strapless top that would fit my form exactly because the fabric was stretchy. I chose the white one because of the shimmer and the purity the white symbolized.I decided then that Id only wear white when I was with him. Until I w
Shed been gone for three days. I sat in a chair and glared at the dancer on the stage. It wasnt Roxie, and she was terrible. I knew she wouldnt last long. From the listless way she danced, it was obvious she had a drug problem. Miss Maples would pull the woman aside, have her treated, and then offer her a job somewhere else. Id heard a lot about how fantastic Miss Maples was from Roxie over the last few days as I waited for Stephanie to come home.A family illness had cropped up, and shed had to go home. That had put the damper on things, but I couldnt complain. She had family. I had two adoptive parents and no siblings. I didnt know what it was like to have to take care of nieces and nephews while your family member was sick.It gave me time to come up with a new contract, and to think about whether I actually wanted to give it to her. I was alright, really, the first few days. I did the contract, I worked, unpacked my apartment, and settled into it. Roxie said it would be a couple o
It wasnt any surprise that when I turned my phone on around five that evening it vibrated for a full five minutes. Mason had blown my phone up. I thought it would burst into flames before it finally came to a rest. I stared at it for a few seconds once it finally stopped, not sure it was done.I opened the cover on it and pressed the button so the screen would come on. Mason had called, stalked my Facebook, Instagram; hed even been on my Snapchat and sent me texts. He needed me; Laura was ill. I felt bad that Id ignored my phone all day, when hed truly needed me this time, but I hadnt been there.Mason, hows it going? I asked once hed picked up my call. Id dialed him back as soon as I saw the message that Laura was in the hospital.Not so good, sis. We have the plane at the airport. Can you make it back here tonight? Mason sounded tired, even over the phone, and a pang of guilt pierced my heart.Of course, Mason. I thought about Mr. Dark, but I knew that could wait. What have they sai
I woke up before Stephanie and looked in the fridge for some orange juice but didnt see any. I dressed and went out to the bar to get some.I came back in quietly, saw she was still asleep in bed, and poured two glasses of the cold drink before going back to the bed.I undressed, pulled back the covers, and slid into the sheets with her. This bed was much better than the one at my apartment, I thought as my muscles began to relax. Id have to find out what it was and buy one for myself.I turned in the bed and brushed Stephanies hair back from her face. I wanted to ask her for a longer contract; Id given up on trying to talk myself out of it. This woman was more than just a fuck I could forget about. She had class, and she made me think. She also made me hard as fuck, and I wanted her. I just wanted to know how far I could push her before shed break first. I needed to find out tonight, so I brushed at her cheek until she woke up.Hi, I said softly once she woke up and smiled at me. He
I walked up to him, my hips swinging seductively, and knelt in front of his chair, mask in place. Im home, sir.I made sure my lips smiled prettily, and that my eyes were down, a sweet pose of submission Id spent the day practicing; only he wouldnt know that.Mason had found a nanny for the kids now that Laura was out of the woods, and Id come home early this afternoon. Id spent the hours preparing myself for him, for the man Id dreamed about every night since Id left him. Id wanted this to be perfect. Id talked to Roxie and when Id arrived at the club Id gone in to change my clothes and do my hair.My hair was easy, it fell in straight, golden sheets down my back. The dress was the hard part. Shed put a pure white satin gown out for me, and a red one, with a strapless top that would fit my form exactly because the fabric was stretchy. I chose the white one because of the shimmer and the purity the white symbolized.I decided then that Id only wear white when I was with him. Until I w