Hannah Morales's lips curved upwards and revealed a smile that did not reach her eyes. She nodded at Serenity. "I like peaches," she said. Now it was Serenity's turn to smile."The use of a safe word during BDSM practice is very crucial. Like I'd explained, once it's said, I have to stop all activities""I understand" The blonde's attempt at sounding brave went into the mud. If Hannah Morales was not straddling Serenity, she would have mistaken the look on her face, but her tensed body was all the older woman needed to confirm that she was still scared. "Say your safe word, Serenity and leave. You're tensed. We can reschedule" The words Hannah voiced did not match what was in her heart. Should Serenity utter that dreaded word, Hannah would be depressed. Aroused and depressed. No amount of masturbating and no dildo seize would tear her out of it."No! Please. Don't" Hannah wanted to smile. After all, she'd hoped Serenity's response will be positive. But the older woman couldn't help
Seconds. Minutes. Hours. Hannah Morales wouldn't know the exact time that passed by as she lay in Serenity Gils's arms. Her body was extremely worn out from the earth-shattering and memory-altering orgasm she'd just experienced. Serenity's pale and slender skin left like a garden of clouds caressing her body, her steady breath like a soothing lullaby made the older woman nuzzle further in her arms, letting the smell of cashmere and vanilla alter her thoughts. Because Hannah Morales wasn't thinking. Hell, she wasn't. Well, certainly not as Mistress. Mistress would have never allowed a submissive fuck her. Even if she was attracted to them - and she has been attracted to most of her submissive in the past. Mistress would have never allowed a submissive to hold her like Serenity Gils was. But more importantly, Mistress would have never allowed herself to feel things for someone fifteen years younger than her. Neither would Hannah Morales. She shouldn't be lying here. Serenity Gils
A single press. One single press and Hannah Morales would be swooning at the sound of Serenity's angelic voice. That voice which has haunted her for nights. But Hannah Morales couldn't do it. She couldn't do the one thing she longed to do. She sighed and dropped her phone on the table.Since her painful separation from the blonde, Hannah Morales hasn't been the same. She fell into a pit she wasn't sure how to get out of.Nothing made sense to her. During the day, she'd pray for nighttime to come to get rid of her monotonous routine and the thoughts of a certain blonde. But at night time, in the silence of her room, when she's left with nothing but her thoughts, Hannah Morales found herself thinking of Serenity. She'd welcome the thought of the blonde. After all, it was either that or think of the past. And Hannah Morales didn't want that.But when the thought of Serenity Gils got Hannah hot and bothered, so much so that she'd touch herself without having release, she'd forced hersel
Pain. Hurt. Anguish. They all meant the same thing, but none of them could be used to describe how Hannah Morales felt seeing Serenity Gils looking like a lost puppy, giving pleading eyes to its owners not to abandon them.Standing in the red room that was filled with the blonde's silent sobs, Hannah Morales understood that the worse kind of agony isn't that of one's flesh but rather is of seeing someone you want, beg desperately to be loved by you but the scars imprinted in your soul prevents you from giving them what they want. It's a labyrinth Hannah Morales was currently wrapped in. Her heart urged her to kneel before the blonde and take her in her arms. Whisper all the words she'd love to hear. But another part of her urged her to assume her position as Mistress and make Serenity her personal sex toy. No matter how promising the second option sounded, Hannah knew it'd bite her in the ass. Another part of her, the logical part of her knew it will be best to cut ties with the b
Serenity Gils was taken aback the moment Hannah Morales kissed her. She knew she'd crossed the line when she forced a kiss on the older woman, which is why she quickly pulled back and apologised. She never expected Hannah to initiate another kiss. Serenity's arms quickly wrapped around Hannah's waist, pulling her closer as she ran her fingers through the older woman's hair. The kiss deepened, and their tongues danced together in a passionate embrace.Pure bliss. Euphoria. Ecstacy. Hannah Morales thought she was living all that right now with her lips conjoined to Serenity Gils. Almost as if she was dancing with the clouds.Hannah Morales could feel the soft tickle of Serenity's breath beneath her nose, fingers carding through her hair as they breathed each other in.Right then and there, Hannah wondered how she'd gone all those years without kissing anyone. But then again, she was thankful she hadn't kissed anyone, because she realised there was no one in the entire world she would
"Well, someone looks dandy" Rachel Fisher burst into Hannah Morales's office Thursday evening. The older woman rolled her eyes before quickly tapping on the mouse and minimising the image of the club on her desktop. Needless to say, she scanned the footage as though her life depended on it, praying and hell, crossing her fingers not to find Serenity somewhere with some woman on her lap. That was an aching sight for the older woman and so she tried to brush it away. She'd told the blonde after their marvellous and extraterrestrial love-making session that she had a business meeting and would not be in town for three days. Hannah lied. She was running. Again."There's a reason for the door, Rachel. Make use of it" Hannah muttered annoyingly as her best friend pulled out the chair and got comfortable. Rachel frowned and gave her friend a knowing look. "I did. I pushed the door and walked in" She shook her head in bewilderment as though it wasn't obvious. Hannah Morales could only rol
The sound of the loud knock on the black-painted door matched the beating of Hannah Morales's heart. Especially when a few seconds ago, she heard giggling on the other side of the door, and as if controlled by a remote, her mind began to wander to places she knew would end up giving her a splitting headache. It felt like an eternity had passed by before the older woman finally heard footsteps that got louder each second and eventually, fidgeting on the other end. The older woman wondered who was on the other end. Her heart palpitation wildly. Time stood still as the door opened slowly, causing perspiration to form on Hannah's forehead. She felt a heavy weight being lifted off her shoulders when her gaze landed on a confused-looking Serenity, dressed in spandex and male boxers. Whilst her left hand rested on the door, her right hand held a cigarette that has been burning for minutes. "Hey," Hannah spurred out, throwing an awkward wave. She tried to maintain contact with Serenity's
"Wow, this is beautiful" Hannah Morales muttered, staring in fascination at a mural on the wall.Hannah and Serenity were in a full-blown make-out session on the couch before they decided to take it to the bedroom. Whilst Hannah's leg wrapped around Serenity's waist, and their lips still fighting for dominance, the older woman got distracted halfway to Serenity's room by the mural on the wall.Slowly, she loose her legs, hinting at the blonde to release her hold and her feet touched the ground. She moved an inch, getting a clearer view of the mural. It was a drawing of a woman but made out of leaves. Another, still on the same mural, showed the neckline of a woman with her arms folded, but the head was of flowers. Just like the tattoo on her toned curves. The next mural was a drawing of a woman's silhouette, but this time with stars. Hannah Morales was no expert in art, however, she had one word for the mural. Breathtaking.She sucked in her breath as her fingers carved along the li
Turns out they were headed to Phuket. Hannah had barely shaken off the exhaustion from their flight before Serenity had dragged her onto the warm sands of Phuket’s beaches. It was breathtaking; the way the golden light of the setting sun reflected off the waves, how the air smelled of salt and blooming frangipani. It was their first time here so this moment still felt new, untouched, like a dream they had yet to wake from.Hannah and Serenity walked hand-in-hand on the beach, letting the cool water kiss their feet as they strolled along the shoreline. The morning air was crisp, and the beach was almost empty, save for a few early risers. The rhythmic crashing of waves was the only sound between them, but it was enough. This was their peace.Then Hannah saw it.A beautiful setup stood just ahead of them, something that hadn’t been there yesterday. White folding chairs lined either side of a petal-strewn aisle, leading to an archway wrapped in soft fabric and adorned with fresh flowers.
The morning sun streamed through the Inn’s curtains. Hannah stretched lazily, a contented smile tugging at her lips as she turned over, expecting to find Serenity beside her. Instead, the other side of the bed was empty, slightly warm, evidence that Serenity had been there not too long ago.She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and spotted Serenity at the dresser, folding clothes and slipping them into their suitcase. Hannah’s brows knitted together in confusion.“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice thick with sleep.Serenity turned, flashing her a mischievous smile. “Packing.”Hannah frowned. “Why?”Serenity zipped up the suitcase and walked over to her, cupping Hannah’s face in her hands before pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “Because our flight leaves in an hour.”Hannah blinked. “What flight?”Serenity only smirked and kissed her again, deeper this time, her fingers tangling in Hannah’s hair. “You’ll soon find out.”Hannah wanted to protest, wanted to demand answers, but the way S
Hannah had never believed in magic, not the kind in fairytales, anyway. But the moment her lips met Serenity’s after so many weeks, she felt it, an undeniable spark that sent warmth rushing through her veins. The world outside of their embrace faded into insignificance; all that mattered was the way Serenity melted against her, how perfectly their bodies fit together, how the past seemed to dissolve into nothingness.Serenity’s lips were soft, hesitant at first as though worried that Hannah would push her away, but as Hannah deepened the kiss, she responded with equal fervor. Fingers tangled in hair, arms wrapped around each other like they were afraid to let go. A soft sigh escaped from one of them, Hannah wasn’t even sure who it was, but the sound only intensified the moment.When they finally pulled apart, breathless and dazed, they stared at each other. Serenity’s eyes were wide, shimmering with something Hannah couldn’t quite place. Relief? Gratitude? Maybe all of it. Then, as if
Serenity's breath hitched as she stared at Hannah, her mind struggling to catch up with reality. After weeks of searching, hoping, and nearly giving up, she was here. Right in front of her. For a fleeting moment, she thought she was dreaming. The world around her blurred, and it was only when her father spoke that the spell broke.Patrick leaned in, voice barely above a whisper. "I'll be waiting outside."Serenity barely registered his words, too focused on the woman before her. Hannah looked different. She looked tired, but still breathtaking. Her curly dark hair was pulled into a loose bun, her eyes shadowed with something. Serenity wasn’t sure if it was pain or hatred.Hannah, on the other hand, was overwhelmed. She hadn’t planned for this. Not today. She had just come back from her retreat, seeking a quiet moment in her childhood home before heading off to Dartmouth. Yet, here she was, standing face-to-face with the person who broke her heart. Someone she wasn’t sure she was ready
Serenity barely heard the knock at the door before it creaked open. She had been lying on her couch for what felt like hours—days, maybe. Time had blurred together into an endless loop of sleepless nights, swollen eyes, and the dull ache in her chest that refused to fade. She didn’t need to turn her head to know who it was. The worried voices, the heavy footsteps, the scent of home that clung to them—it was her parents.Her mother gasped, a sharp intake of breath that spoke volumes. “Oh, Serenity…”She rolled her eyes. “Don’t start, Mom.”Her father sat on the edge of the couch, his brows furrowed in concern. He reached for her hand, but she pulled away. She wasn’t ready for comfort. Not when the pain still sat so fresh in her chest.“You look terrible,” her mother continued, ever blunt. “When was the last time you ate? Drank some water?”Serenity exhaled sharply, forcing herself upright. The room tilted slightly, and she realized, belatedly, that she probably was dehydrated. “I’m fin
Serenity stumbled out of the red room, her bare feet hitting the cold floor of the club. The music pounded in her ears, but it was nothing compared to the hammering in her chest. Her dress hung off one shoulder, her hair was a mess, and the sting of last night’s emotions still burned through her veins. “Hannah!” Her voice cracked as she called out, scanning the dimly lit club. Faces turned, whispers started, and she could feel the judgment radiating off the crowd. But she didn’t care. “Hannah, where are you? Please, just talk to me!” The air smelled of sweat, alcohol, and regret. Serenity’s vision blurred, not just from the harsh lights, but from the panic setting in. She knew she looked desperate - hell, she was desperate. But Hannah wouldn’t just leave her, right? Not after everything they shared last night. A hand grabbed her wrist gently. “Serenity, stop.” Serenity turned, eyes wild, and met Rachel’s sympathetic gaze. “She’s gone,” Rachel said softly, her grip firm but not forc
HannahWhy? Why?Why weren't her feet moving? Why couldn't she bloody move? Do her feet have a mind of their own that chose to adhere to Serenity's instructions? Hannah didn't know.Serenity cold, shaky hands grabbed Hannah's shoulders and spun her around."You don't get to hurt me and walk out on me?" Serenity spits."Our session is over. You said your safe word. We have no business together." Hannah replies nonchalantly and turns to leave when Serenity grabbed her shoulder, pushed her against the wall and cornered her."You are not leaving this room and we sort things out," Serenity says.Hannah's breath caught in her throat. Having Serenity this close to her and breathing the same air as her was overwhelming and knees weakening and dammit and had to keep her shit together. Was she able to easily forgive someone who broke her heart? "Step away from Mistress, right -"Serenity shut Hannah up with a fiery and bubbling kiss that made her feel like she was swimming in a pool of clouds.
HannahNo. No. No.There was no way Hannah was considering Serenity's words. No, she shouldn't even be considering having Hannah strapped to her bed after the betrayal and heartache. Hell, she shouldn't even be looking at Serenity lustfully, but dammit if she didn't look so good on her knees, just begging to be punished and dominated.In the instant, where her heart and logic fought to be heard, Hannah settled for what she thought would benefit her. "Get up, Serenity," Hannah says in a voice she'd never used with her submissive before, talk less of the blonde woman before her. Serenity hesitated."Strike one. You refused to abide to your Dom's instructions. Thirty whips. I will say it one more time. Get up!"Serenity gasps at Hannah's stern tone. She slowly got to her feet, ignoring the ache in the knees. "Stand next to the bed restraint," Serenity quickly obeyed this time. When she didn't feel Hannah's presence behind her, she began to panic.A piece of clothing was suddenly place
Hannah Hannah sighed in frustration at the incessant buzzing of her phone. She didn't need to pick it up to know who was calling. Matter of fact, it was the caller that made me flip her phone. She returned to sorting out her files just as her phone stopped buzzing. Hannah had barely reeled in the quiet of her office when her phone began buzzing again. This time, undiluted frustration spiraled through her body. With a curse, she decided she would pick up the phone and send Serenity to hell. But right before Hannah could put her thoughts into effect, Rachel burst into her office. "How's the parking going?" Rachel ignored the frown on her best friend's face. It was a signature look whenever she walked into her office. Rachel had over the years learned not to take it to heart. "I can't believe you're leaving for good. It's one thing to close the door to your room, step down as Mistress and an entirely different thing to resign from the club. You do realise the only reason why I investe