Midnight Series (camren version)

Chapter 20

Mistress

When I got back to my place, Ally was standing there, looking out the window toward Camila's apartment. She looked perplexed.

"Ally?"

"Lo. I thought, well I thought..." she stammered, shaken up. I'd never seen her at a loss for words. She took an unnecessary breath. "I was with Mike tonight. He was trying to help me explore my ability in prophesying, and I had one of you...well of you biting your butterfly's breast and injecting your toxin. Mike said not to worry, but the prophecy seemed so real."

Killing women during sexual acts was much more common for Nermac than one might think. Our kind had been around for millennia, and when humans were no more than small tribes scattered around the globe, male Nermac often presented themselves as gods. Satiating their desire for food and sex, they would demand a sacrificial virgin. Injecting the female with toxin, they would then take turns fucking her paralyzed body for days. Even without being injected, the woman would have never survived, as her body would not have been able to withstand the power or duration of Nermac fucking. I never wanted to take a human that way. And earlier, when my butterfly had thrust her breasts at me, I'd briefly imagined her with a broken pelvis and spine while I fucked her lifeless body. That image alone made it easy for me to resist the temptation.

I followed Ally's gaze to where Camila sat at her table, no doubt reading my letter. I couldn't imagine hurting her.

"It wasn't that hard to resist, Ally. She surprised me was all, but I controlled myself. Tomorrow we are going to have our first scene in the playroom."

"Lo, that's great!" she said, returning to her normal self. "I rushed over here so fast when I got the prophecy that I left without saying goodbye to Troy. After I'd finished with Mike, I'd planned to have a scene with my two pets. Troy was preparing little girl. I'm going to get back to him and reward my good boy for waiting." She giggled. "Or punish him if he didn't."

I smiled as she left. It was nice to have people who were there to help me, who understood. Heading over to a chair facing the window, I sat down and watched Camila as she filled out the survey. At certain points her eyes would get wide, and at other points, she'd shift in her chair, rubbing her legs together. I wished that I could see the paper to know what got her so excited. I knew that she clearly was an exhibitionist, but I wondered what else got her aroused. A few times, she went to her laptop and looked things up, but I wasn't able to see the screen.

I was pleased that she was taking her time—taking it seriously.

When she finally got up and walked into her bedroom, I noticed that she looked sad. It hurt me that she wasn't feeling the happiness that I'd been feeling about our encounter, but it was good. It meant that she was upset at disappointing me. Her attitude would make it much easier for her to train and much more enjoyable for me to punish.

I wasn't going to let her go to bed upset, but I did want her to wait for a bit. She tossed and turned for nearly half an hour before settling into one position. When I saw her breathing becoming regular, I called. I was pleased that she answered quickly.

"Goodnight, butterfly. I was calling you tonight to say that, even though I was disappointed." She nodded. "I want to be sure that you will not confuse the need for a punishment with the amount of pleasure you give me. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress, butterfly understands," she said.

I wasn't so sure that she really understood. "What do you understand?" I asked. "You may continue to speak freely."

"Your butterfly understands that she deserved this punishment."

"Yes, that part is true, little one. But you also deserve my care. Just because you disappointed me, doesn't mean that I don't want you. All it means is that you will learn from your mistakes."

She smiled, and I saw then just how tired she was.

"Now, my little one, I need you to go to sleep. You will need your rest for tomorrow."