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“Naked is fine.”
“Good girl,” I said, glad that she could take instructions.
This quarantine was going a lot better than I ever could have imagined.
In fact, I never wanted it to end.
Chapter Eleven – Petra
We always value and crave the things we couldn’t really enjoy the fullest or didn’t have. Which is why I have always valued my freedom. It was something that I never really got to have growing up.
Any snatch of independence that I could get, which was mostly facilitated by Theo, I treasured as small islands of hope in the storming sea that could be the rest of my life at home.
Things had gotten a lot better when I went to college and moved in with Theo. He was always watching out for me while also staying out of my way, letting me live my own life as much as I could.
It really was like a slap in the face when he left. And it was even worse when it was clear that he wouldn’t be coming back. The only option left was to follow him, and now I was happier than ever that I had.
I had no idea I’d ever get myself into this sort of thing, but now I was so glad I did. I was aware of dominant and submissive relationships, mostly by rumor, such as whispers in certain groups and presentations in the media. It had never really made sense to me. How could someone actually enjoy such a thing?
Two weeks with Adam and things became very clear. The information I’d been given was faulty at best, and the power exchange could be awesome with the right partner.
He wasn’t too rough with me in the playroom. He controlled me, with my consent. That was what I really didn’t understand before. It wasn’t about a lack of agency or respect for the individual. Personal agency and respect for the individual were integral to the entire thing.
Those being dominated were giving up their agency to a partner as an act of love. Which is, ideally, returned by the dominant. I’d felt safer with Adam than anyone I’d known who wasn’t blood related, and quite a few who were.
I was fairly certain my mother would sell me into sex slavery if she thought it might help her ambitions. Dad would never have it, of course. He was strict but not evil.
Today, rolling over in the big, beautiful bed, my muscles still aching a bit from the restraints, I watched Adam sleep. His expression was nearly as cold in repose as it was when he was fully awake.
I had to wonder if it just came down to his bone structure— like the male equivalent of ‘resting bitch face.’ It could be worse, of course. He could have a ‘resting psycho face’ like Varg from Loki’s Laugh. He was the sweetest guy in the world from what I’d seen of him, particularly in the studio, but he also looked like he might stab someone if he had a bad day.
“Hey,” Adam said, waking up and giving me a start.
“Morning, Master.”
“Come here.”
We kissed, my body automatically going into his embrace as he caressed me, feeling like the most natural thing in the world.
“Still sore?” he asked, catching my wince.
“Yes, Master.”
“Come.”
Taking me by the hand, he brought me down to the third floor, walking me stark naked through the house. It was something I’d never even considered doing before, but that I found I quite enjoyed once I’d tried it.
I hadn’t worn clothes at all really since the first time we played. I could hardly believe it had been two weeks since I’d arrived, but the calendar didn’t lie. Fourteen days had indeed elapsed since my arrival at Adam’s house. Most of them were spent in a state of transcendent bliss.
Once the water was whirling in the hot tub, I stepped in, one leg at a time, with some support from Adam. I let the steaming jets take me under, curing what ailed me. As I soaked, Adam remained sitting on the edge, rubbing my shoulders as the water jets did the rest.
Just as I was on the verge of drifting off, I was brought back to reality by a shift in the tide. Adam’s body added to the displacement.
In the two weeks I’d been there, I’d never seen him in the tub, leading me to think he either didn’t use it or did so when he knew he wouldn’t be observed. The latter made the most sense of the two options. Yet there he was, naked as I, sitting down beside me.
Without Adam saying a word, I went to him. His arms wrapped around me in a cuddle I’d come to know so well. My cheek to his chest, I listened to his heartbeat as the water steamed around us.
“I have come to a decision,” he said.
