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“Is there anything you need before we start?”
“I’d like to finish my water and I’d like you to kiss me.”
“Finish your water. I’ll kiss you in your room. Go on,” he said, nodding toward the bedroom. Meegan grabbed her cup and did as she was told. She let out a shaky breath once she was alone in her bedroom, then she slowly chugged her water. She’d had fun with her friends since Mistress Evelyn moved away and took her collar with her, but she wasn’t prepared to be in that position again.
No. This wasn’t the same. This was something new. Olin would get plenty of her bratty side, but Meegan could be vulnerable with him in ways she couldn’t with Evelyn. Olin would be there in the morning. He would also be with her at the faculty holiday party and at Sloan and Rafe’s cookie swap. The realization was so freeing. She didn’t feel like she had to bury how she felt for him, checking her budding love or curb any hints of jealousy when it came to the Cindy Daweses of the world. The thought brought tears to her eyes again as she made sure her cordless wand vibrator was charged. Olin was all hers and she didn’t have to share him with seventy-five different people.
She had to stop herself from sinking to her knees at the foot of her bed to show her gratitude. She peeled off her satin wrap dress and removed her bra and underwear. Her nipples were hard and the crotch of her panties were soaked as she let them fall to the floor. Looking in the mirror, she wrapped her dress closed again. When it was draped just right, she sat at the foot of her bed, knees together, hands placed on thighs, gaze cast down. It was like riding a bike.
Meegan sat there for a good thirty seconds before she moved to the floor. She was glad she hadn’t stopped stretching. She tucked her feet under her bare ass and arranged her dress around her, then she waited. A few minutes later, she heard Olin get off of the couch and then the sound of the kitchen sink. She kept her eyes down as he walked across her bedroom carpet and onto the pink and white area rug under the foot of her bed, where she sat, waiting. His socked feet came into view. She smiled to herself as she made out the bottom of a Batman comic book panel weaved into the sock’s fabric right above the reinforced toe.
Her smile fell away as his cool hand touched her chin. His fingers smelled like the champagne and apple antibacterial hand soap she kept by her sink. He tilted her head up and she looked into his soft brown eyes.
“Is this a position you enjoy, Kitten?” he asked. Another shiver ran through her as she processed the words.
“Yes. It felt fitting for the moment, Sir.”
“I thought you would be on the bed, but this is nice too. It said on your checklist that you enjoy sucking dick. I’d figured as much from how you sucked my dick a week and some change ago. Would you like to suck my dick now?”
“Yes, Sir,” Meegan whimpered.
Olin released her chin and parted the bottom of his sweater. She kept her eyes on his crotch as he unzipped his jeans and freed his erection. He touched her cheek again with his free hand.
“Open your mouth, Kitten.”
Meegan’s gaze flickered up to his face as she opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue just a little in a soft invitation. The girth of him slid inside. She held her mouth open for a minute, a soft wet place for Olin to drag the head of his cock at his leisure. Meegan continued to look at him. His eyes were focused on her open mouth. Their gazes met for a beat before he shifted his focus down again.
Quietly, he told her to suck it.
Meegan exhaled and closed her mouth around him. She sucked and licked him, root to tip. She thought about how good his dick felt in her mouth. She had a feeling he wasn’t going to come for a while, so she wasn’t surprised when he tucked his erection up in the waistband of his boxers and zipped his jeans. The man’s control should be studied in a lab. He held out his hands and gave her another quiet, but firm, order.
“Up, Kitten.” Meegan placed her hands in his and rose to her feet. Olin looked her up and down, taking in every inch of her, from the part in her hair down to her bare feet. The expression on his face was neutral, but the fact that he was looking did things to her. Meegan had noticed that he didn’t even glance at things or people that weren’t the focus of his attention. And now? She had all of his attention.
Normally she would have teased him, asked him if he liked what he saw, but she couldn’t find her voice. Her whole body was simmering with anticipation and want, and she was sinking into that euphoric space. Then Olin surprised her again as he pulled a long, thick pink ribbon out of this back pocket. The ribbon that had been on the teddy bear.
“We’re gonna tie up your hands. That okay?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Turn around for me.”
Meegan turned and let out a sharp breath at the sight of the two of them standing in the mirror. Olin closed the gap between him, his erection pressed against her ass for just a moment before he gathered her wrists behind her back. It took him a minute to get the bow secure. Meegan imagined this was the first time he’d tied someone up. When he was finished, his arms came around her and one of his large hands dipped into the collar of her dress. She sighed and leaned back against him as he started to fondle her breast. She’d been wanting this all night. Her tits felt so heavy, her nipples so hard. She knew that, with the right attention paid to them, she could come just from the feeling of his hands on her breasts.
She squeezed her thighs together, another rush of arousal coating her labia. With his other hand, he pulled the fabric of the dress apart even more, exposing her completely. She watched in the mirror as both of his hands covered her tits, massaging gently. He lightly tweaked one of her nipples, but it wasn’t enough. She needed pressure. She needed pain.
“Harder, Sir. Please.”
“Talk sweet, handle you rough. That’s what Daniel said. Is that true?”
“Yes.” The whimper that came out of Meegan crept toward pathetic. She could have kissed Daniel for passing that piece of information along. It was also on her checklist in more exact terms. She didn’t like being slapped or humiliated in any way. She was too soft for that sort of thing. She’d cried once on Marcos’s behalf when he was being punished by Master Philip. She was excluded from their intense scenes after that, which suited her just fine, but she liked a firm hand. A crop, a cane, a flogger, a paddle. She liked to be pinched and squeezed as much as she liked to be petted. If her hands were free, she would have shown him how she liked it. How brutal she could be with herself and still only feel pleasure. “Harder, Sir.”
“We have to wait for the more intense impact play, okay? I need more training with that,” Olin said, slowly gripping her breast with his whole hand.
“Yes, Sir.”
“But we’ll get to it, I promise.”
“Thank you, Sir. Thank you.” Meegan breathed. He alternated his motions, fondling hard with each slow rotation of his wrist. She watched in the mirror as heat rushed over her skin. A shallow orgasm rippled through as they made eye contact in the reflecting glass.
