RUN AWAY || H.S

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟓𝟎*

A/N: BDSM ALERT! The BDSM content continues! Skip this chapter if you are uncomfortable with it! You have been warned!

TRIP PART 3/3

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Alana's POV.

I was laying in his arms, facing him, and he lazily stroked my back and shoulders with his free hand while I talked. He kissed my forehead and whispered "You're amazing," before pulling me tighter into his embrace.

After a minute he relaxed a bit, creating a bit of space between us so he could see my face.

"I want to be good at this for you. What am I doing that's working really well and anything that isn't working?"

"Everything is working," I reassured him quickly "I love how you push me. A couple of times during the spanking I wasn't sure I could take it but then it was done. And honestly now I think I could have taken more, especially with some of the implements. You push a bit by doing things like the occasional swat on my pussy lips, but not so much that I can't handle it. You seem to have a rough idea how hard to swing the implements though. And I think proved today that I have very high pain resistance" I bragged.

"Oh really? Well, that's good to hear. I'll hold you to that, not to worry. And I tested them on my arm. That's why I had a rough idea how hard to swing."

"Oh." I was quiet for a second. That was really considerate of him.

"What's going on in there, baby bug?"

"I'm just...impressed I guess. It's really sweet that you tested out the implements on yourself,"

He chuckled and lifted my chin so I was looking into his eyes.

"Well, I didn't want to hurt you. I mean, not really." He said with a crooked smile. "Please continue. I want to know everything that's happening in that pretty little head when I'm in Dom mode,"

"I'm not really sure what else to say. Nothing you did turned me off. Obviously, I would love to have orgasms sooner and the denial was super frustrating. But at the same time, after being on the edge so many times, when you finally let me cum it's so explosive."

"I gathered by the actual passing out. Everything I've seen or heard about this type of relationship suggested how greatly delayed gratification is. It's certainly better for me," His eyes danced and I could tell he was pleased with the effect he had on me.

"What about the gag and the drool and wiping spit and cum and your juices on your face?" He still seemed concerned, and it didn't seem to matter fully what I said. He was being careful, and I couldn't blame him.

"Surprisingly big turn on. I loved how dirty I felt when you did it. Everything you say, and doing things that are slightly humiliating, help keep me in a really submissive frame of mind. Like waking up in whatever this puddle is."

He smiled and caressed my face gently. I looked up at him and tried to convey all my honesty with my words.

"Keep doing what you've been doing and more if you want and I'll tell you if it's ever too much. I have a safeword, and I promise I'll use it."

"Ok. I'm glad you're enjoying this new dynamic."

"I am," I said softly. "It's everything I dreamed of and more, and we're just getting started."

He pulled me close and tucked me under his chin, holding me tight. I started to close my eyes, relaxing in the safety of his arms for a moment before pushing back to look at him as I asked my own question.

"What about you? I mean, clearly, you're having orgasms, and we're having sex more than anyone in this world so I'm sure that part is good. But do you like it? I mean, everything you've been doing?"