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Zen:
You will eventually behave and be taught to please me appropriately with enthusiasm, even if I have to tie you in position, harness you, and take my pleasure until your body is on autopilot, with your mind trapped just watching and asking for the ride.
Sienna:
THAT. Yes, Sir.
Hard limit: I can't stand being yelled at. It freaks me the fuck out… like instantly, Sir. I think that's why I really, really, really enjoyed the way you spoke to me in person, Sir.
Zen:
FML
Sienna:
What?!
Physical pain doesn't scare me, Sir.
But after just coming out of a panic attack in the shower from being overstimulated with too much noise, it made me realize I can voice that to you, and I’m allowed to set it as a limit. I’ve never had that opportunity before to just be like, don’t do that.
I mean, I guess I could’ve, but I would’ve felt bad about it.
Zen:
Your ass is asking for your mind to be trapped. I knew that it never shuts off, but you spiral faster than I first thought.
Are you allowed bruises? Enjoy needles? Do you like to bleed?
Sienna:
Well… Yes, Sir.
See? I just showed way more improvement, if you knew what I *wanted* to say, Sir.
Whatever you want, Sir. I freak out when I have to get my blood drawn, but now that I think about it, if it were you doing it, I don’t think it’d be so bad. Never tried any of it for pleasure, but I’m not much of a masochist, Sir.
Zen:
LOL carte blanche, say you’re pierced
Sienna:
Fuck no! I have a hard enough battle trying to orgasm. I wouldn't risk hitting a nerve that would take away all possibility, Sir.
Zen:
What nerve? Hitting one of mine or yours?
Sienna:
Mine! You asked if I was pierced, Sir ??
Zen:
Say your PIECE is what it was supposed to say, as in I was going to allow your remark.
Sienna:
Oh!
I thought “DUH!” to “your mind doesn't shut off” or however you said it.
But that would've been too disrespectful, even for my fingers, Sir
Oh hey, look! I just did double what I did on day one, thanks to your distraction, Sir. But now I see the pretty lights again, so I'm going to sit.
Know that feeling when you get off a trampoline and you try to jump, Sir? FML
Zen:
Sweet girl… you did so good. And no, I can't completely shut off your mind, but I can do things to you that will make the voices quiet and your head get all fuzzy ??
Yelling won't happen. It’s a brutish, uncontrolled, mindless response. I prefer quiet with the deepening of the voice and direct eye contact, looking into your soul so that even in the afterlife you will not forget what you were told.
Sienna:
Jesus fuck. I think I just came.
So like… you're pretty perfect, huh, Sir?
Someone just sat down in front of me while I was looking down at my phone, and I definitely had another heart attack thinking it was you, Sir
Zen:
Not perfect by a long shot. Don't have to be. My crazy just has to align with yours.
Sienna:
Well then what's that saying, Sir? Your demons would play well with mine?
Zen:
I hope so. I kinda like yours so far.
Sienna:
Well that's reassuring, Sir. ??
Zen:
I'm finishing up in the shower. Get us coffee, cream and sugar for me with two cubes of ice.
Sienna:
Gasp! A task! I just perked right up from where I was dying in the cafe. Which cream and how many/what kind of sugar, Sir?
Zen:
Good girl. Vanilla, actually LOL! Regular sugar. The ice is because it’ll be too hot ????
Sienna:
Same flavor for mine, Sir. OMG ?? Not the princess emoji! Lol!
And I normally forget about hot coffee so long it turns cold anyway, so I just skip straight to iced, Sir.
Zen:
Walk out the door… straight back.
Sienna:
Adding caffeine to the shakes. Lezz gooo! ??
Zen:
Don't worry. Can't keep you long, little one.
And your lesson for your brattiness will not be today, since I know you have to finish your book. Back of the Hummer, and you’ll just start my day off right ??
Chapter Fourteen
FELIX
She had caught me off guard with her question. How could I have made such a reckless mistake, snapping her a selfie and sending it to the little sub when she said she missed my face yesterday. I hadn’t thought twice about it, just hit the camera button right on the app, took the picture, and sent it through.
It didn’t even occur to me who I was dealing with.
Literally the most observant person I’ve ever met in my life. Some would call that a superpower, but Sienna finds it a curse. She’d love nothing more than to be mindless to every minor detail her brain hyperfixates on.
So of course she would notice the cut of my solid black shirt—a scrub top—and now that I pull up the selfie itself, I can make out there are blurry white words at the very bottom edge of the photo that are easily recognized as an embroidered nametag, even though you can’t actually tell what it says.
