Page 13 of Minha Dona

She started kissing Helena’s rear again, the point of contact changing each time, and then suddenly Helena felt her tongue go somewhere she’d rarely let anyone go and she froze.

“Ambar,” she gasped.

Juliana stilled her hands immediately, keeping them where they were but nothing more. Ambar meant pause and check, and it was a relief to know that her trust in Juliana hadn’t been misplaced, that she’d done exactly what she was supposed to. This was the first time that Helena had felt the need for anything other than verde, or green, with her.

“What is it?” Juliana asked.

“That. What you just did with your tongue. I…” Helena took a deep breath… trying to get her mind in some sort of order. “Not that.”

Helena had opened her eyes and saw Juliana in the reflection move to sit up alongside her, meeting her gaze and nodding. “Verde apart from that?”

“Very verde.”

“Good.” Juliana’s hand started to move again between Helena’s legs, making her gasp again. “I want you to watch now.”

Juliana’s fingers started to move properly and Helena felt little waves of pleasure shoot through her, her wonderfully relaxed muscles responding even more than usual. Juliana’s other hand reached for her hair and bunched it, holding her head, Juliana’s smile saying that she knew exactly what she was doing.

Helena couldn’t believe how completely surrendered she looked… wrists and ankles helpless, body completely exposed, Juliana holding her tight with one hand while her other worked magic. And, above all of it, her gaze… open, happy, excited, joyous, Helena couldn’t help but grin even as her body tightened around Juliana’s fingers and a moan escaped her lips.

“Will you cum for me?” Juliana said, asking a question she clearly knew the answer to.

Helena nodded.

“Good. Let go now, Helena. Let it all go.”

Helena did. She was so close anyway, but that pushed her over the edge and she came hard, eyes locked on Juliana’s in the reflection, forcing herself to keep them open, to look at this magnificently dominant woman as she teased and held Helena through a climax that seemed to go on and on until finally, breathlessly, Helena begged her to stop and her fingers slowed then stilled.

Juliana unfastened the cuffs and pulled Helena to her, kissing her gently, holding and caressing her. Helena let herself be held, let herself be caressed and cared for, knowing that she’d taught Juliana the value of aftercare and how she’d taught it for a reason.

She lay in Juliana’s arms, her breath and her heart gradually slowing, and then eventually said, “You got good at that…”

Juliana laughed. “Good teacher. I’ve told you.”

“I could only teach so much. You’re a natural.” Helena paused, then turned her head to look at Juliana. “What next?”

Juliana’s hand came down to caress Helena’s cheek. “I’m going to run a bath, we’re going to both get in it, and you’re going to let me look after you. I’ll wash you and dry you. And then…” Juliana grinned. “Let’s switch. You want to switch?”

No, Helena thought, surprising herself. No, I don’t, not now that I’ve seen how dominant you truly are and how naturally submissive I can be to you. No, I want to be yours tonight, I want to submit totally to you and have you do whatever you want to me. I want everything.

But, of course, she didn’t say that. That wasn’t their arrangement, and part of that arrangement was switching so that Juliana could learn.

“I’d like to switch,” she said.

“Good. Maybe we could use your guest room?”

Helena shifted in Juliana’s arms and kissed her. “Yes, let’s do that.”

Juliana kissed her back. “One condition though… I get to go in the swing.”

“You’d like that?” Helena asked.

“I’d love that.”

Helena let herself settle back into Juliana’s arms for a few moments longer. So naturally, wonderfully dominant… and Juliana doesn’t even fully realise it yet.

Chapter 5

Sunday lunch at her parents’ house was, as it always had been, an exercise in organised chaos.