Chapter 33

We arrived safely home roughly fifteen minutes later. Making our way to the front door, he called over his shoulder, "Cameron, go upstairs, take off your clothes, and wait for me on the bed facing the door."

"K," I called back.

"Try again, kitten." His stern voice startled me just before it dawned on me-he didn't just want me waiting on the bed, he wanted me to submit on the bed. "Yes, Sir," I corrected myself.

While Dax and I knew each other intimately, he was very reserved in our playtime. Many of our physical connections were still rather vanilla in nature and had been non-existent since the nightmares returned. He held me all night, but we'd both been so tired there was no hanky-panky. I loved when he gave me the opportunity to serve him this way. Even if he thought I wasn't ready for a full-blown Dom/sub relationship, I wanted him to know I would work to get there as long as he worked with me. I wanted it to happen faster than he did, but it was important that I embraced wh