Welcome to Chapter 22 of my Dominatrix Series! If you haven’t been keeping up with my weekly posts, you can start from the beginning with Chapter 1 or just jump back a few posts to get caught up with my Recap post. Today, let’s find out what happens after that steamy restaurant kiss!
~Jayden
Chapter 22:
I break the kiss and run my fingers through James’ hair.
“Mistress?” he asks.
“Pet?”
“Does that mean you want me?”
I swallow hard. Why is it so hard to tell this man that I like him? That I want to get to know him outside my play space? Maybe because he’s leaving me. I know this can’t last. But finally, I nod.
“You do?” The hopeful look on his face almost breaks me.
“I do, pet.”
“But?”
“But how are we going to make this work?”
“What do you mean?” his face falls.
“You’re moving away in three weeks.”
“We can do long distance. Lots of people do it.”
“Yeah, but lots of people aren’t professional Dommes.”
He shrugs.
“Doesn’t it bother you that I will have other clients? I can’t give up my job.”
He shrugs again.
“James,” I admonish, “it’s not enough to just say you don’t care. You have to be sure that you’re okay with it. I don’t want to put you in a position where you feel like I haven’t honored whatever there is between us.”
“Mistress, what are your rules?”
“You know my rules, James.”
“I do, but tell me again.”
“Clients are not allowed to touch me without permission. Clients don’t get to make me cum. Clients are not allowed to kiss or penetrate me, including fingers, tongues, and dicks.”
“Right.”
“So?”
“So, how often have you broken those rules?”
“Never. Until you.”
“And why did you break them with me, Mistress?”
I shrugged. I wish I had an answer to that question. “I honestly don’t know, James. I’ve never felt this way about a client before. I’ve always been able to separate business and pleasure, for myself.”
“So, do I have anything to worry about?”
“What do you mean?”
“If we decide to be in a relationship, will you honor your rules with your clients?”
“Yes, of course. I will either way.”
He chuckles. “Am I too much to handle, Mistress?”
“No,” I laugh. “But I have no interest in putting myself in this position again.”
“What position is that, Mistress?”
“Trying to navigate what our relationship is now. What we had was great. But what we have had in the last 24 hours is mind-blowing.”
“Mind-blowing, you say?”
I roll my eyes a bit. “I mean, it was the first orgasm someone else gave me in a long time.”
“What? Why?”
“Because dating as a Dominatrix is hard. Most people don’t understand what it’s like to have partners that I’m not romantically involved with, and I don’t let them touch me sexually, but I do sexual things to them. It can be very threatening.”
“It could,” he agrees.
“But it’s not threatening to you?”
“I’ve known you for a long time, Mistress, and it’s never bothered me before. Why would it start now?”
I shrug. “Stranger things have happened.”
“That’s fair,” he acknowledges, “but I have no interest in you quitting being a Dominatrix because of me.”
“That’s good because I have no interest in quitting being a Dominatrix.”
We smile at each other, and he squeezes me closer to him. “I want you, Mistress.”
I want him, too, but I don’t want to admit it quite so easily. “How do you want me, pet?”
“I want to please you.”
“How would you please me?”
“I want to lick and kiss and nibble every inch of your body.”
I can’t help but moan at the thought. The sweet, sweet torture that would be. “What else do you want to do, pet?”
“I want to fuck you again, Mistress.”
I had almost forgotten how much better a real cock was than the fake ones I have been using. “You do have a nice cock.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
“What else do you want to do, pet?”
“I want to see how well my nice cock fits in your ass, Mistress.”
I raise my eyebrows at him. “What, you like it when I fuck your ass so much you want to fuck mine?” I chuckle a bit.
“Is there something wrong with that, Mistress?” he asks.
“No,” I admit. “I’ll tell you a secret,” I say, leaning down to whisper in his ear. “I love anal. A lot.” I can feel a shiver go through him, so I keep going. “There is nothing like feeling a cock spasm in your ass and feeling cum pumping deep inside you.”
“That does sound divine.”
I nod and nibble at his ear. “It is. It’s my favorite thing.”
“Mistress, I would fuck your ass right now if you’d let me.”
“Right here in this restaurant?”
“Yes, Mistress. Right here, right now. Anytime, anywhere. Your ass is fucking perfect, and I would love to feel your ass envelop my cock.”
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