Mr.Carlile ~Cashby~ Collab with @BandShipper

Chapter 13

When I woke up, I found myself asleep in the bedroom I'd slept in before, when did I get here? I guessed Austin must have carried me in here after I'd fallen asleep. I didn't even intend on falling asleep but I was so tired from mine and Austin's...activities I couldn't help it. If I did agree to the full contract in time, was I going to be that exaughsted every time? Or would it become something I'd get used too? Maybe I could work on my stamina, I mean I'm not exactly unhealthy, but I don't really do much exercise aside from walking to and from work, and around campus. I'm sure Austin would appriciate it if I had a bit more stamina, and he did mention before, and in the contract he did like his submissives in shape. Maybe I could take up kickboxing again? I did it for a while when I was younger, managed to get to first brown, but then I went off to college and never found somewhere else to train...maybe Austin would know a good martial arts instructor?

I sat up, wincing and letting out a small hiss, it was safe to say I was aching like crazy. I studied my wrists, now marked with a light red colour where my hands had been cuffed. They didn't hurt at all, and actually made me smile as I remembered exactly what had happened.

"Ah, you're awake." Austin smiled as he walked into the room, holding a glass of water and a orange pill pot. "You've only been out two hours, just thought you might want some water and some advil."

"Oh, thank you." I blushed lightly, I liked it when he was caring like that, it made me feel less used and like a toy. I also couldn't help but vagely remember him holding me until I drifted off, and the words he said. He called me kitten, I liked that pet name.

"You're welcome. It's only nine in the evening, would you like to go home? Or I can find us something to eat and you can stay here for the night?" Austin handed me the water and pill pot before carefully sitting himself on the edge of the bed next to me.

"I should probably go back tonight, I have finals to study for, but I can stay for food? I can cook? Isn't that what submissives are supposed to do?"

Austin chuckled, a small smile on his face. "You remember, but you can resume that role next week, I went a little hard on you in there, so I'll treat you tonight. Will you be okay driving home? You still look rather tired."

"Oh okay, I'd like that, but uh, I don't think you went hard on me at all, I liked it."

"You did?" Austin looked at me curiously.

"Well, I wasn't overly keen on the whole mirror thing, but I didn't hate it, and once I adjusted, it was actually kind of hot."

"Okay, well, I shall note that it's not one of your favorites, and leave it for certain times, rather then a regular thing, is that okay?"

"That would be good." I nodded.

"Now, to answer my other question, will you be okay getting home yourself?"

"Nothing a cup of coffee won't fix." I smile reassuringly at him. "And I promise if I feel that I can't, I will tell you before I leave."

"Good, if you do insist on going home tonight, I'll drive you and I'll have Pete bring the car back to you first thing."

"It'll need to be before ten, I kind of promised my friend that he'd have it back by then."

"No issue, now, I've left your clothes on the dresser, feel free to shower, it will probably loosen you up and I'll be in the kitchen when you're done." Austin smiled, before leaning over and pressing his lips against my forehead.

I looked at him confused. "What was that for?"

"Because I'm proud of you, for today, and a thank you, for agreeing to give this a try and trusting me to care for you."