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That was Vanessa’s cue to take this to the bed, which Mitch readily went along with once she was urged off her Mistress’s lap. Vanessa made her partner carry the Feeldoe to the bed. When Mitch landed on the comforter with her ass up in the air, Vanessa smacked it hard enough to make her partner shoot up toward the pillows.
“You don’t get it like that tonight.” She shoved Mitch’s knees to the side, forcing her to roll onto her back and splay open her legs. “You’re going to watch me fuck you tonight.”
They both took off their tops at the same time, Mitch fighting with her shirt to get naked while Vanessa easily lifted her sweater over her head. It landed at her feet, reminding her to remove her leggings. She kept on her underwear, though, since it made wielding the Feeldoe easier – and Vanessa didn’t want a single second disrupted.
“I didn’t tell you to take off your shirt.” Nevertheless, Vanessa grinned to see the naked woman waiting for her on the bed. “Who am I kidding? You expose yourself to everyone.”
“I’ve been called a lot of things this past weekend.” Mitch lay back, thighs open for the one about to mount her. “Some of them not so flattering.”
“Those are your favorite.”
“I don’t tend to correct people, anyway. Not when there’s nothing to correct.” Mitch arched her back in preparation for what she was about to feel. “What do you want to call me?”
Vanessa grabbed the Feeldoe and climbed between her partner’s thighs. “Mine.”
That was the word to make Mitch fully succumb to her. As Vanessa kissed her, she thought of all the times they made love without the weight of fear between them.
The past few years… have been by far the best of my life.Vanessa pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail before inserting the Feeldoe into her body. This time, she felt it, and not only because she had someone begging to be fucked.After all this time, I still want her like I want to breathe.Sometimes, having sex with her beloved was easier than breathing.
This time, there was a different purpose.
“Am I your Mistress?” Vanessa started gently, easing herself into Mitch, who was more than ready for her. “Am I the only one you will ever call Mistress?”
Mitch almost closed her eyes before remembering Vanessa’s only request. “Yes, Mistress.”
She said it was such urgency that Vanessa was instantly transported to the world where she didn’t question Mitch’s allegiance to her, not even for a second. She almost lost control of her motions thinking about how wonderful it had been to first hear those words come out of Mitch’s mouth, back when she was still exploring what it meant to embrace the submissive in her begging to be unleashed.She wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready.Even now, as Vanessa slowly increased the frequency of her thrusts, she thought back to how timid Mitch had been even after they escaped the compound in the woods and had all the freedom in the world to explore their new selves. The past few years had been about more than kinky fun and fulfilling the fetishes that slowly came to light.
They established themselves as an unshakeable team. Vanessa realized that now as she gazed deeply into the eyes of her soulmate.
“Do you love me?” Vanessa hadn’t realized how much energy she now exerted until she asked that, her hips gliding against Mitch’s wide-open thighs. She clutched that ring in Mitch’s collar to bring her head up higher, always on the verge of kissing her but forgetting how as soon as she slipped away to that other world again.
“Yes!”
“Do you need me?”
When Mitch tensed up like that and struggled to keep her focus where requested, it only meant one thing: she was about to come, and Vanessa’s training might not be enough to keep Mitch right here with her.
“Y… yes!” Her eyes rolled back as Vanessa kept up the momentum. She even felt the tell-tale twinge of rising pleasure within her. Unlike her poorly trained pet, though, she could hold off until the time to orgasm was more appropriate. “Fuck, yes!”
Vanessa released the ring. Mitch immediately fell back again, feet stretching to the sides of the bed as Vanessa thrust forward and penetrated her partner as deeply as physics allowed.
“Tell me more.”
Mitch’s head rolled to the side, eyes finally slammed shut as her teeth clamped against the pillowcase now slightly torn at the seams. “Yes, Mistress!” Mitch naturally resisted Vanessa impaling her so deeply, but it didn’t stop her from squirming against the bed, her legs moving slowly but erratically around Vanessa’s waist and a scream lodged deep beneath her chest. “I need you! Always!”
“There’s no one else?” Vanessa slightly pulled out only to fuck her partner harder. As Mitch finally unleashed the symphony within her, Vanessa took the opportunity to unfurl the insecurities that continued to haunt her. “Ever?”
“No, Mistress…” Mitch’s hand weakly ascended Vanessa’s chest, bypassing her breasts and haunting her bottom lip. “No one makes me feel…” She groaned, hand falling back to her own chest. “Like this…”
Vanessa believed her. She always had.
Climax didn’t claim her. Vanessa had enough self-control for it to know that it didn’t own her as much as she summoned it when convenient. Like now, when she exposed her vulnerability to the only woman to ever call her beautiful when she brandished her ugliest.
They lay together, Vanessa on top of Mitch, their hands intertwined as their breaths danced in imperfect harmony. Only when the adrenaline of the evening passed did Vanessa realize how exhausted she was. Physically. Emotionally.
Romantically.
“I’ll kill her,” she hissed into Mitch’s ear. “I’ll fucking kill the bitch if she hurts you.”
