She knew getting stuck was a possibility but she had to see him. There were winter storm watches in place all over the state. Her plan was to grab a quick dinner together and head back home. Plans were changed quickly. “You can’t drive in this, it’s too dangerous.” He told her. “But I have to get home.” She replied. They argued back and fourth for at least 25 minutes before he finally put his foot down. “You’re staying with me. We’ll go to my place for the night and get you home tomorrow. You’re not driving in this shit. I forbid it. As your Master, I forbid it.” She knew punishment was already likely for arguing to begin with, so she obliged. He settled their tab and they rushed to his car. Once they were inside, waiting for the heat to warm the icy air, he wiped the snow and tears from her face. “I know this wasn’t your plan, but you’re safe. Sir will take good care of you.” She took a deep breathe and sat back in her seat. His words always calmed her fears. The snow was already getting deep and falling fast. It seemed like the longest drive. He drove so slow and careful to ensure their safe arrival. He was her protector afterall.
They hurried inside his place. The warmth was soothing and the smell was intoxicating. It still smelled a tiny bit like Christmas and a mixture of his usual musk. “I need to change and find you something to wear. Wait right here.” Then he disappeared. She walked around soaking in her surroundings. She felt her conscious mind fighting hard not to drift into her subspace already. Afterall, their relationship was still so green and she was unaware of his intentions. He was always respectful or her and her wishes. They still hadn’t moved from getting to know each other and occasional phone sex to a physical relationship. She was ready.
He enters the room with a t-shirt in hand “Here, you can wear this so you’re not wet in those clothes.” Her mind raced. If he only knew how wet she really was. She grabbed a blanket off the back of his couch. “This will be just fine.” The look on his face was of both concern and delight. “Oh Ace, you just don’t know what you’re in for. Suit yourself.” He walks to the kitchen to make tea. She hears him fumbling around and she starts to undress, making sure every so often that he’s watching. First, her shirt. Then her pants. She turns the opposite direction of his eyeline. Now, he’s watching her like a hawk. She removes her bra. She inches her fingers between her hips and panties and bends over. Before she can even pull down her underwear, she hears him “Oh, fuck.” He’s right behind her, his hands on hers preventing her from being completely naked. “You’re sure, Ace? Really sure this is what you want? That you’re ready?” She turns to him, looks him dead in the face with her big green eyes, swallows hard, and let’s out a barely audible “Yes, Sir.” He almost giggles at how nervous she is. “You can do better than that, Kitten. If you want your Master to touch your sweet little holes, you’ll have to do better.” Finally letting herself settle into her subspace, she says loudly, confidently, and with pride, “Yes, Sir. I am yours. Do with me what you will.” He moans with pleasure. “Mmm. Now that’s my good girl.”
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Wonderful.
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