I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing...
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Mistress V: I will pick you up on Friday after practice. We will set some more ground rules and you will be punished for your behavior last weekend.
I thought it was over. I thought she would never speak to me again. The way she spoke to me before I left made me feel like I had no chance.
But here I was, late Monday night, reading and re-reading the message from her.
She wanted me to come over.
But something didn't feel right. There was a feeling churning in my gut that something was wrong, and I was trying to put a name to it, the words were on the tip of my tongue but they kept evading me.
Ground rules? Punishment?
The churning in my stomach was laced with a feeling of fear.
The fear of losing her.
I hesitate typing the next word out.
Kai: Purple.
I throw my phone on the other side of the bed, hanging my head in my hands, tugging at my hair in frustration the way she tugged my hair while riding my cock...
Fuck.
I feel like a fool, I feel like she's slipping through my fingers, but I can't do it like this anymore. I know she felt embarrassed that I saw her in a vulnerable state. I could sense the betrayal in her eyes when she found out why I was in her bed...
But I didn't understand how that warranted punishment. I didn't understand her world, I was never a part of it. I loved the way she held me, the way she commanded me, the way she grasped my throat as she was riding me, the way she restrained me and had complete control over my body and my pleasure, the way she hovered her dripping pussy over my face...
But I didn't know where to go from here.
My phone dings. I reach toward it with trembling fingers.
Mistress V: I don't understand. What did I do wrong?
I sigh and run my hand over my face.
I don't know how to respond, so I take a few moments to consider what my next words will be. But before I do, I hear another ding from my phone.
Mistress V: Talk to me, Kai.
I chuckle a bit at the irony of her statement.
My fingers fly across my keypad.
Kai: I want you to talk to me.
I wait a few beats, watching the little bubble pop up indicating she is messaging me back.
