“Theresa, the sub submits to the Master or Sir. Trusting him or her to take care of their needs and know what’s best for them. The more we play, the more I will push you. If it ever becomes too much just say yellow and we will talk. Please, relax and let me take care of you. I will make sure you have everything you need.”
“Okay.” She relaxed a little.
Chapter Eleven
He needed to get her to trust him and relax. Right now she was so confused she would never fully submit, like he wanted her to. He didn’t need total domination, just enough to give them both the release they craved. Only Theresa didn’t know it yet.
Taking her face in his hands, he slowly kissed her, rubbing one hand down her body to her mound. Her body knew what she craved even if her mind didn’t.
He pressed up against her back and ran his fingers through her slit, rubbing her clit until it was hard and distended and she was making little moaning and pleading sounds.
Knowing she was close, he grabbed the flogger and slowly trailed the ends down her back. This was a soft flogger with wide straps that would just warm and sensitize the skin without hurting.
Slowly he twirled it over her back, butt, and thighs, barely brushing the skin, the more she moaned and writhed, the harder he swung the flogger. He let the strands hit between her legs a few times and made sure they wrapped around her chest to her breasts and nipples.
When he had her warmed up, he put the flogger down and grabbed the paddle. She wasn’t going to get all ten with the paddle, but she didn’t know that.
“Okay, Theresa, now for your punishment. You will get ten swats and count and thank me for each one. If you fail to count or thank me I will start over.”
He reached between her legs and she was sopping, she was dripping down both thighs and her clit was throbbing with need.
He gave her one with the paddle, hard.
“Ooohhh, one, thank you, Sir,” she moaned.
He did it again, harder.
“Ahhh,” she screamed this time. “Two, thank you, Sir.”
The next two he gave her with his hand, hitting the crease between her legs and butt. She jumped each time but counted and thanked him. Then he gave her a couple more with the paddle, alternating between his hand and the paddle until he gave her the final smack with the paddle right on the pussy lips, catching her distended clit also. As he hit her he commanded, “Come,” and she did, screaming his name.
With one hand around her waist to support her, he unfastened her legs and then her hands, catching her as she fell backward. Lifting her in his arms, he took her to the loveseat tucked in the corner and wrapped her in a soft blanket provided for aftercare.
Holding her in his arms he placed little kisses all over her face and talked soothingly to her. He held her tight and murmured to her, knowing that this was very intense for her. She was processing feelings and emotions that she hadn’t realized she had buried. She sobbed and laughed and cried incoherently while he held her.
After a few minutes she calmed down and looked up at him, the most beautiful smile on her face. “That was…wow!” she said quietly. “I didn’t know…”
“And it only gets better from here, “ he told her as he leaned down and took her mouth in a steamy kiss. Slipping his tongue between her lips and thoroughly exploring her mouth.
Wrapping her in the blanket, he set her on the couch and went to gather their things. Packing everything in the bag, including the things he had taken out of the cabinet, he put the bag over his shoulder and went back to where Theresa still lay on the loveseat.
He wrapped the blanket tighter around her and picked her up. “Where are we going?” she asked quietly.
“Home, we can finish this there,” he said carrying her toward the exit.
“I need to get dressed, I can’t go home in just a blanket,” she protested.
“Why, it’s the middle of the night and you’re covered, no one will see,” he told her as he kept walking.
She struggled briefly, too tired to put much of an effort into it, and finally give in. She was too sated and too exhausted to put up much of a fight.
He carried her to the truck and opening the driver’s side, moved her to the middle. He wanted her close. She slept most of the way back to her house, and he thought about how wonderful she was.
She snuggled into him as he drove, totally relaxed. Her body trusted him even though her mind hadn’t given in yet. He didn’t want her total submission, but he did want her to be able to let go during a scene and in the bedroom. It would take some time, she was too used to being on her own and independent.
Chapter Twelve
When they got to Theresa’s house, Joe was waiting. Not wanting to expose her, Alan left Theresa in the truck while he went to deal with Joe.