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She felt the wand vibrating against her clit.
Stay calm, don’t come.
“That’s good, baby. You’ve been such a good fucking slut for me, and now look at you holding onto your orgasm for me and waiting.”
Casey’s left hand was holding the wand firmly against her clit as her right hand used the curved glass dildo to fuck her with.
Amira felt the heat building inside her again and willed it away.
Stay calm, don’t come yet.
She closed her eyes.
“You look so fucking beautiful, you know. I’m watching every inch of you. I like how your body is quivering and sweat is running down between your breasts while your own squirt runs down your inner thigh. I like watching your desperation to come.”
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
“Open your eyes and look at me.” Amira opened her eyes and Casey’s fierce gaze burned into her own.
“Come for me, baby.” Casey said firmly whilst looking up into her eyes and still fucking her.
Amira felt herself respond and explode at Casey’s words, her orgasm flooded her and she cried out, her eyes flicking closed again. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she could see nothing but bright white and red colors dancing around behind her eyelids for a few moments. She collapsed forwards onto Casey feeling Casey’s arms wrap around her pulling her into Casey’s lap. All she could hear was the buzz from the vibrator on the floor and the low murmur that was Casey’s voice.
“Good girl. Good girl. You are so fucking beautiful when you come. That was fucking exquisite.”
Amira heard herself moaning and whimpering and whisperingthank you, Daddyover and over again. She had never felt an orgasm like it. Suddenly she felt like she understood something about these power games, how the consistent denial and build up had created such an intensity of feeling building within her.
Her moans eventually died down until they turned into quiet whimpers, and soon enough, she came down from her high and regained her senses. Casey was stroking her hair gently as she pressed soft kisses to her forehead and murmured quiet words of praise into her ear.
Amira wasn’t sure why it made her heart pound even harder than before, hearing Casey praising her and telling her that she’d done well. It felt good and made her heart swell with pride. She was proud that she’d been good for Casey.
“You did amazing, baby,” Casey told her quietly. “Such a good girl for me. You were perfect, you know that?”
Amira couldn’t remember being this happy to receive a compliment in her life. Being told that she’d been perfect made her feel so...accomplished, in an odd way.She hadn’t even done anything. Just followed instructions. It felt so freeing. Maybe this was what submission was all about?
If her mind hadn’t been made up before their session, it certainly was now. Amira had been pretty sure before that she wanted to continue seeing Casey. She wanted to continue exploring BDSM and she wanted to be a good submissive for Casey.
This session had just confirmed and solidified that this was something Amira really, truly wanted. And she was so excited for their next session already. She was so excited to continue learning, and she was excited to explore this lifestyle. Not just in the bedroom, but in general. She wanted to be a good sub for Casey, sexually and otherwise.
“Thank you,” Amira murmured sleepily, already trying to snuggle up to Casey. She could think more about everything that had happened tomorrow, but for now, she could hardly keep her eyes open and now she just wanted to sleep.
Casey chuckled, “No, no, no. Before you go to sleep, we have to get you cleaned up. I’m gonna go run you a nice bath, okay? Just like we talked about, remember? We’ll take a bath together, have a small snack, and then you can sleep. Does that sound alright?”
“Mm.” Amira smiled lazily.
“I’m proud of you, sweetheart,” Casey reminded her once more.
This was strange and intense and she felt like she had known Casey a thousand years. It wasn’t scary anymore. It felt like the most natural thing in the world.
I like it. I really like it.
I like her. I really like her.
8
Casey looked at Amira across the conference room table. They were in a meeting with four other doctors and physical therapists discussing the progress of the athletes they were working on.
“… So, Jessica Stevens, the soccer player, you can see up here on the board, here are her latest X rays, left ankle, compared to these from 3 weeks ago when the initial injury occurred.” Amira indicated a point on the X ray with a red dot from a laser pointer. “See here, the alignment of the bone is looking so much better and the fracture is healing well.”
