Heart of River {BDSM / 18+}

15

Since Kentaro worked from home, I didn't have to worry about making his lunch so early in the morning. I had gotten up much before him to start my chores, then made breakfast before his alarm went off.

    Once he was showered and changed, I delivered his breakfast to his office. He thanked me with a kiss, but he was definitely not a morning person. He was dressed casually today, dark pants and a t-shirt. It was definitely weird to see but he pulled it off.

    I did the dishes, scrubbed the counters and swept the kitchen before eating my own breakfast. I got halfway finished sweeping the entryway when he emerged from the office for the first time.

    He acknowledged my work with a nod and grabbed a snack from the kitchen, going back into the room. He left the door cracked but I wasn't going to bother him. I finished the entryway and moved on to dusting and sweeping the back hallways.

    I took my time, knowing I could have all my chores done in two or three short hours. I take a break around noon to make lunch, a simple salad and a grilled pork sandwich. Quite a bit of his ingredients were ones I had never cooked with or heard of, so I did what I could to make something nice.

    I set the plate down on his desk and he glances at it before intensely staring at his screen again. "What did you make yourself?"

    "Nothing yet, Sir." I cleared my throat.

    "Kneel." He hadn't taken his eyes off the screen again but I knelt and he closed the laptop. He took the salad bowl, poured the dressing over it and mixed before placing a forkful at my lips. "Eat."

    I hesitated but opened my mouth. He took his own bite and we went back and forth until it was gone. He handed me half of the sandwich and I held it, watching him. He took a bite before giving me permission to eat.

    "I think I'll finish early today. We can do that grocery shopping and maybe chat?"

"I'd love that, Sir."

He offered me a smile and waved me off once I had finished my half of the sandwich. He had to finish a few things before we could go, and I needed to change. The last thing on my list was cleaning my bathroom but that could wait until tomorrow.

    I waited in the hallway, kneeling next to his office door once I had changed. He came out and stopped once he saw me but didn't say anything else. I stayed where I was even after he walked away, waiting for him to come back.

    "Ready to go?" He holds out his hand and helps me up. I thank him and go to pull my hand away but he tightens his grip, pulling me closer.

    He wanted to hold my hand.

    The thought made my cheeks burn and I felt like a teenager again. I happily held his hand until we got to his car. I head for the backseat but he pulls on my hand and opens the passenger door open for me. I climb in and he leans over me, clipping my seatbelt in for me.

    I stammered out another 'thank you' and he brushes a kiss to my cheek. "Of course, pup."

    I am a strong, independent sub. That word does nothing for me. It doesn't give me any thoughts at all.

     Not. A. One.

    Until he put his hand on my leg and grazed my inner thigh with his knuckles. I felt like putty in my seat. This was new.

He played music on the way to the store, and I took this time to soak in my surroundings. It was a beautiful drive, very green and beautiful houses dotting the greenery. Eventually we pulled into a giant parking lot, which seemed to be shared by a smattering of stores.

It was bustling with people of any age one could think of. There were Doms and subs mingling, talking to each other at store entrances or walking to their cars. It was very different than where I came from.

Kentaro was greeted by a few older women and men, all of which he bowed shallowly to and smiled. Most everyone here was Asian, and I stood out like a potato. And everyone knew it, I was stared at constantly.

"You seem anxious, River." He takes my hand and grabs a basket. I take the basket from him to keep my free hand busy. He seems surprised but let's me.

    "Just a new environment, Sir." I give a small smile and he nods. He guides me through the produce, pointing out each vegetable and telling me their name.

    I could just read the sign, but I let him do it. It was sweet and I liked hearing him talk. He showed the right way to check the ripeness of a melon, and which meat was the better cut.

    I listened carefully and dutifully grabbed what he recommended. I admitted to him that I didn't know how to cook a lot of Asian food and he told me he would teach me.

    "I hope we'll have lots of time together to teach each other things." Kentaro rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb as we stood in line for checkout.

    I was about to say I felt the same when a manicured hand rested on Kentaro's arm. I bristled at someone so confidently touching a Dom that wasn't theirs when I recognized the face. It was Miss Miri.

I dropped my eyes and I could hear the smile on her voice. "Hello, little thing."

Kentaro stiffened. "Miri, what a surprise."

"I see this one isn't leashed, you sure he's trained?" She teases, tugging on her own subs leash.

"Much more than yours will ever be." Kentaro smirked and Miri laughed, smacking him. They chatted for a while until we got up to the register. They seemed close, but Kentaro was still stiff around her.

    Her sub kept quiet, completely subdued at her side. Despite Kentaro's joke, this man was so docile I doubt anything could get him to talk if his Mistress didn't let him.

    Kentaro paid for the groceries and was passing me a few of the bags as we started walking away when Miri called out for us to wait. I heard Kentaro say something under his breath but stop nonetheless.

"How about an early dinner, the four of us?" She smiles, coming to stop in front of me. She fusses with a strand of my hair. "I'd love to chat."

Kentaro pulls me back a step, clearly over her touching me. She was nice but definitely a little too friendly.

"Dinner is fine. We just need to drop this back home." Kentaro agrees. I keep my eyes down and she saunters off after confirming when and where we were going to meet them.

Kentaro stood there a minute longer before we made our way back to the car. He kept quiet the whole ride home, but turned on the music for me.