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I’m not a novice at this, as Mandy is. I’ve had my share of sex—my share ofkinkysex.
And even though what I did tonight with Mandy wasn’t as kinky as I’ve ever gone—far from it—it was the most satisfied I’ve ever felt.
More satisfied than my best scenes.
More satisfied than the first time I discovered, at age twelve, what I could do to myself.
More satisfied than my first time with Serena.
Even more satisfied than the previous times with Mandy.
And damn it, those were hard to beat.
Am I truly ready to give my life to one woman?
Thiswoman?
For the first time, I’m hoping what Penn told me is true. That Frankie’s right. That Mandy’s in love with me.
How could I not have seen it? Perhaps the woman of my dreams has been under my nose this entire time.
I never imagined she would enjoy the kind of lifestyle I enjoy, but then…I never gave her the chance.
I just assumed that she was too sweet, too innocent, too naive.
I can teach her so much, and so far, she’s been a more-than-willing student.
But to have herhere—with the other members staring at her. Funny that I never worried about that with anybody else I brought here. Most of the time, I find a submissive to play with who’s already here. Before Mandy, I only brought a few women here. One of them ran away screaming, and I never saw her again. Another enjoyed parts of it and we had a relationship for a few months, but I wasn’t in love with her, and I was bored after a few months, as usual.
But Mandy…
Mandy is the one who has always been in my life. Who would drop everything if I needed her, as I would for her.
Mandy…
The last person I said goodbye to before I left for college. Not my parents. Not Serena. Not my coach, who was like a second father to me.
Mandy. My Mandy Cake. Amanda Rose Thomas. My best friend. The other half of me.
“May I speak, sir?”
I jerk out of my reverie. I’m still embedded inside Mandy’s lush body. I withdraw, fighting it every inch of the way. “You may.”
“That was the most amazing thing I ever felt in my life. I never even imagined.”
Warmth flows over me like chocolate syrup. “Me too, Mandy. Me too.” I unbuckle her ankles, massage them, and then take care of her wrists.
I help her off the table and walk her to the bed, where I lay her facedown. I begin at her shoulders and massage the tenseness out of her from being bound. I pay special attention to her wrists, making sure there’s no chafing, and then I move to her thighs and calves, paying special attention to her ankles. I end by massaging her feet.
I always take care of my submissive. It’s my duty as a Dominant.
With Mandy? I don’t want to just take care of her today.
I want to take care of her for—
Oh my God.
The words. Ididsay them out loud.
