Page 58 of Playing With My Fire

“As I see it, you no longer have a choice. Your word is as good as a written contract as far as Essie is concerned.”

I should be nervous, but I find I’m nothing but excited. So, when she invites me over to her house the next day, I’m a little overzealous.

Once more, I make my way out of the house while my parents are at work and drive back to her huge house. Now that it’s empty, it seems even bigger, and when she answers her door and invites me inside, our footsteps echo endlessly as I follow her.

Every time I see her she’s wearing something completely different. Today, she looks extra relaxed in a pair of flowy linen pants and a tight white crop top that accentuates the girls. She’s not wearing a bra, so I can see every nuance, especially her jutting nipples that leaves my mouth watering. I recall the way she tugged and twisted my nipples, and I’m dying to return the favor. More so, I want to pull her top up and lick and suck to my heart's content.

“You okay?”

I jerk my head up from her tits to find her grinning at me. “Yeah, why?”

She chuckles. It’s a husky sound that goes straight to my core, heating it up.

“I’ve been asking you questions, but you never answer me. Something on your mind, hummingbird?”

I decide to finally be straight up. “I was thinking about your boobs.”

That smile grows, her pretty gunmetal eyes brightening. “Oh yeah? What were you thinking?”

My face heats. “About touching… tasting.”

She stops abruptly, and I walk right into her. She’s a good half foot taller, so I'm almost eye level with the stars of my fantasies.

“Not today, but maybe on our next date.”

My gaze shoots up to hers. “There will be a next time?”

She glides the back of her knuckles over my cheek, and I don’t even try to contain my quiver.

“Oh, sweetie, so many more.”

Ever so slowly she leans down and presses a firm but quick kiss that leaves me leaning into her with my mouth open, waiting for more that never comes.

Until she giggles. “Come on, hummingbird. Let me tie you up.”

We enter a room I’d rather forget after the night I witnessed her pleasuring someone else. She notices my discomfort. Of course she does because she notices everything.

“You’re right, we should do this outside. It’s a particularly nice day.”

It is warm for March, and as we go outside, I raise my face to the sun, letting its healing rays sink deep. Meanwhile, I don’t notice that she’s pulled yoga mats from somewhere and laid them in the middle of a lawn that could only be described as paradise. It reminds me of Mr. Miyagi’s backyard inThe Karate Kid. There’s the same man-made pond which upon closer inspection is full of big koi. Little curved bridges lead to an island dock where a big round couch awaits.

“It’s a lovely spot to take a nap, or better yet…” I look away from it to see her smirk. “…a wonderful place to make love. Maybe one day.” I barely contain my moan at the idea.

I watch her grab pillows and place them strategically. I start to help, but she waves me away so all I can do is stand here twiddling my thumbs as pins and needles take over my entire body.

Finally, she kneels on a mat and waves me over where she helps me lay down.

“Now, the first thing you need to learn is to remember to breathe. It’s imperative that you breathe deeply through your nose and slowly release it out of your mouth. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Her face goes all stoic. “That’s yes, Mistress. When we’re doing a scene, you must always call me Mistress.”

I nod emphatically “Yes, I understand, Mistress.”

“Good girl. Second, we must decide on a safe word, one you will never forget. Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, we say no when we don’t really mean it. But if you say this word, I will stop immediately and the scene will end. It’s not a bad thing to use your safe word, it won’t mean we’ll never do a scene again. As long as you’re open to it, we will try again at another time. It also doesn’t matter if you don’t feel physically in danger. If at any time you’re unsure or freaked out, you must use your safe word. Understood?”

I’m slower to nod. “Yes, I understand, Mistress.”

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