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Click here"You know how Jacob is," he said. "If he wakes up during the night and I'm not there, he gets scared. Even though his nanny is there, it isn't the same. I guess I comfort him more than anyone else does."
Jacob! Of course! I felt better then. He was thinking of his son, not her. Good! But where was his fiancé?? How were his thoughts on her, where I'm involved? Had his feelings changed at all? I'd have to consider this later. For now, I still had this gorgeous naked man in my house and if he had to leave, I wanted him to leave on a positive note.
Sitting up, I watched as Aaron got dressed and finished packing. I didn't know what kind of goodbye we would have, whether it would be awkward, with a shake of hands, or even a hand wave or nod of the head. Just as he stood and turned, I resolved to not let that moment become awkward.
I stood then, naked though I was, and went up to him and kissed him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him against me. I felt his arms slowly drift around me, first holding my waist, then wrapping around me totally, holding me tightly against him. We kissed for several minutes, and I told him quite a bit in that kiss, without uttering a word. I told him that I was his, completely. I told him that I would be there for him, whenever he wanted me. I told him that I would do what he wanted, that I would be his submissive, and that I would obey his orders without question. Most importantly, though, I told him that I would trust him, that I would wholeheartedly be there for him in whatever way he desired, and that I would never let my insecurities get in the way of anything again. And yes, in that kiss, I even told him that my own jealousies and wants and desires would not get in the way of anything, and that if he had another, a fiancé or eventually a wife, I would be second to her. Such was my desire and feeling for Aaron in that moment, given what he had awakened in me, that I could go that far and even do that for him, even if it meant me being the 'other woman.'
With time, though, Aaron broke the kiss, looked deep into my eyes, and smiled. He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead, and whispered, "I so look forward to next time, my lovely Elizabeth." He then turned and left, leaving me standing there nude, wishing he were still here, with me in his arms.
- COMMENTS
Sinead_marieabout 1 year agoI released a breath taking moan and then he kissed me 💋
Oh the sensation those words evoke! So stunning and descriptive.
Dark358over 1 year agoFemale power found through surrender. Your detailed narrative is a joy to read.
bdsm_bethover 1 year agoAuthorAnonymous - Thank you very much for the long and well written comment! I understand what you are trying to convey. My thoughts here are several. First, Elizabeth is very insecure, so her first thought was that this guy would leave after he got what he wanted. I actually had this happen to me for real when I was younger, so it's a bit of an autobiographical incident. I later found out that he left because he was embarrassed and scared, but that didn't help my self-esteem for quite a while. Second, Elizabeth is trying to understand the difference between pain for punishment and pain to enhance/modify pleasure. A longer discussion between Elizabeth and Aaron might have been better, but I didn't want the sexual energy/tension to decrease while they discussed things. If I were able to re-write it, I certainly would change it up a bit!
Anonymousover 1 year ago"I am so sorry, Sir. I won't let it happen again," I said, words coming through my staggered breathing, as I tried to recover. "I will never doubt you again."...
I am enjoying this story, but have trouble understanding how the relationship transitions from the physical (lists of things to do or not) to the metal (punishment for disobedience). Most of the run-up at the club and Brooke involved the physical. Should Elizabeth trust him the very first time they are interacting as dom and sub so much that she deserves a punishment for not waiting? I admit she did not wait much time to see if he would return What if he had been gone an hour? Ten? I guess there is some point where obedience needs to break, although I'll admit she didn't give him much time.
I have always struggled on punishment. Not that it was so harsh here, but where is disobedience "real" vs self-protection and genuine concern? He did, to his credit, say up front that obedience was his one requirement, and I thought it was too simplistic that she so quickly stumbled, but I guess the broader question of BDSM as something that is focused on the mutually gratifying physical (spanking for fun, or other kinks) vs. this sudden (albeit not unexpected) turn to submission and punishment always throws me for a loop. It is unfair for me to pose this from a story, but the characters are realistic enough that it got me thinking. I sudpect would have safeworded and said "yes you can punish me, but not for that -- my worries were legit, it was not trivial disobedience". It would make for a fascinating followup discussion between the two characters, but that path is rarely seen in stories. Maybe I just don't get it as I am not a sub, but I wanted her to stand up for herself.
Good story with good characters. Keep it up!
