Welcome to Chapter 12 of my Dominatrix Series! If you haven’t read the other chapters, you might want to start back at Chapter 1. Today, we’re going to find out what James wants!
~Jayden

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Chapter 12:

I switch off the vibrator, watching James in the security camera. He knows I have some kind of security, but he doesn’t know the details. I don’t think he knows I’m watching him right now.

“What are you up to, James?” I wonder aloud.

It’s a small screen and not at a great angle to figure out what he’s doing.

Finally, he rings the bell. I get up, wrapping the bathrobe back around me, and go to the intercom. “Yes?” I say into the machine.

“May I please come back in, Mistress?”

“Did you forget something, pet?”

“You could say that, Mistress.”

I narrow my eyes in annoyance. What does that mean? I buzz the door open.

He comes up the stairs, and I am waiting right at the top for him. As soon as he gets to the top of the stairs, he drops to his knees in front of me. “Mistress, forgive me.”

“For what, pet?” I ask, still wary.

He looks up at me from his knees. I don’t understand the look that passes between us, but I understand when he is suddenly standing in front of me, pulling me into his arms. He wraps me up in them, and he’s warm and strong. I inhale his scent, so familiar to me. “For this,” he says, and he kisses me softly at first, but when I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back, his kiss becomes more insistent, more passionate.

He picks me up off the floor easily, and I wrap my legs around him. I know that I’m going to soak his jeans with my arousal, but I don’t care, and I really don’t think he cares.

We keep kissing as he carries me down the hall to the play space. He breaks the kiss long enough to see that my boots and panties are on the floor by the couch. He pulls at my bathrobe, pulling it open and letting it fall to the side. I move my arms so that it slides off of them and onto the floor. Now I’m naked before him, and he’s still fully clothed. I pull at his shirt, trying to pull it off, but I can only get it halfway up.

He gently sets me down on the couch. I am panting as he breaks our kisses, working his way down my neck. He nibbles just a little bit.

“Fuuuuuuck,” I groan.

He takes one of my nipples into his mouth and nips at the hard nipple.

I moan again, my fingers winding into his hair. He tries to move on to the other nipple, but I pull him back. “No. More. Fuuuuck.”

He flicks the same nipple over and over again with his tongue. He bites down on it. I moan and hump against his jeans.

Finally, I let him move on to the other one. He gives it the same treatment, and I am in heaven. I want more. I don’t even know what more I want. I just want more. I am overwhelmed by the sensations. He moves down, flicking his tongue into my belly button like he had earlier. I squeal as it tickles, but he’s already moved on. He pushes my legs further apart as he inhales deeply, his mouth inches away from my cunt.

He pauses there for what feels like forever. He looks up at me, and our eyes meet, and I have an urge to pull him back and kiss him again. My lips still tingle from our kisses before. But he’s so close to my clit, and I want that. I want the orgasm I was denied when he arrived. My body aches with need.

“Pet,” I gasp out. I can’t beg. I can’t beg my submissive.

But I don’t have to. His tongue touches my folds and finds my clit expertly, and I melt right into the couch.

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Thanks for reading Chapter 12! We’re going to take a little break for the the A to Z Challenge starting tomorrow, April 1st! Come back in May to hear more about what James wants. Maybe he’ll say more than 15 words this time. 😉 Don’t forget to check out real life TMI Tuesday every week!