17 Panes Of Glass

Chapter #17

Cameron rang the doorbell to the house and his mother, dressed in a pretty, long dress answered the door and let us in. She hugged both of us and exchanged cheek kisses with Cameron. Leading us into the lavish marble dining room I met his father Russell, who gave me a hug.

Dinner was served shortly after. It was delicious. Throughout dinner Mr. and Mrs. Glass asked me questions regarding all aspects of my life. My job, education, family, interests, ect. Thats when I felt a firm hand on my knee. Cameron. I shot him a look and he smirked ever so slightly before palming my knee. I calmed my nerves and refocused on the conversation until about a minute later when Cameron began moving his hand up my leg to my upper thigh and inching his way to the bottom of my panties. His fingers began to pull my panties aside and he tried slipping a finger inside until I batted his hand away. That's when Cameron wiped his mouth on his napkin and got up from the table.

"Well we'd love to stay and chat but I promised Katie a tour of the grounds." He said grasping my hand.

I followed Cameron out the back door that led out to the back gardens. Even in the dark, it was a beautiful sight. Roses of every color dimly lit by the beautiful lamp posts scattered throught the garden. A few moments later I came back to reality and darted my eyes towards Cameron.

"What was that back in the dining room?" I interrogated.

"What do you mean? I'm not allowed to touch what's mine?" Cameron smirked playfully.

"Not when I'm talking to your parents, I don't want to be obviously hot and bothered around them! That's embarrassing!" I exclaimed.

"I think you did a rather good job of hiding it." Cameron teased on.

I rolled my eyes. Now Cameron's smirk faded into a glare.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He questioned.

My face twisted with confusion. "Yes?" I replied.

Cameron's glare remained plastered on his face as he lunged towards me and lifted me up over his shoulder and began walking into the garden. I HATED being picked up so I began to scream in protest.

"Cameron put me down!!" I demanded trying to wiggle free of his grip.

Cameron didn't answer me and he didn't put me down either. Instead he spanked my ass as he walked, a little hard too.

He finally put me down by a lamp post. I glared up at him and his smirk had returned. But I wasn't happy. At this point my brain was coining up so many different questions to ask him, I felt as if I was going to explode. Cameron noticed this and his smirk receded.

"Something bothering you Miss Hart?" He asked.

That's when I blew up. "What was your first clue!?" I snapped.

Cameron was taken back a bit by my sudden hostility. "What's the matter?" He replied.

"You're the matter! I'm so confused with who you are, with what WE are! With what you say and then what you do. It doesnt make sense! You say you don't do romance but yet you take me out to a nice dinner, you dance sweetly with me, you protect me. Sorry to break it to you, but that's romance! And I realize that all I am to you is your latest submissive and I'm bound to you by some sort of contract where I have to obey all of your rules unless I want to get punished, but I don't know if I'll be able to handle that, because I'm afraid of you changing me!" I spouted.

Cameron looked shocked at my
outburst.

"Katie....I'm not changing you....it's you that's changing me..." He admitted in a soft voice.

I said nothing in response. His shocked expresion slowly turned to one of pain.

"Does this mean that you want out?" He asked finally.

He looked so upset asking this, it was my turn to be shocked, on the inside. On the outside my face softened a bit.

"No, I don't want out, I just want to understand." I answered, almost pleadingly.

"I'm a hard person to understand Katie.....but it's who I am....that's what I warned you about before all of this started..." Cameron mumbled.

I said nothing back to this. I was trying to read him at the moment, until he spoke again.

"I'm like a dusty glass window pane, you can't see what's really beyond the filth and dirt even when you think that you do...." He explained.

I was frowning now. I felt terrible. This was how he truly saw himself, as a dirty, disgusting, glass window. I couldn't stop myself from throwing my arms around him and embracing him. He was a bit surprised by it but he hugged me back just as tightly.

Upon hugging him I realized that I now got what I wanted....somewhat. I now understood what he thinks of himself, why he may keep to himself aside from business and submissives. But why did he think of himself that way?

"Cameron?" I spoke up from his chest.

"Yes?" He answered.

"Are you ashamed....of what happened when you were younger? With Rachel?" I asked suddenly.

Cameron's fingers curled a bit. "Yes..." He answered hesitantly.

"But you said you didn't regret it earlier?" I said.

"I don't regret it because it opened me up to new things, things I ended up enjoying. But I'm still ashamed of it because I know it can cause both pain and pleasure on the women I do it to now." Cameron explained.

"So why dont you just stop doing it?" I questioned.

"I don't stop doing it because it's pleasurable to me, and that's why I look for submissives who find pleasure in it such as I do. So that we can both enjoy it." Cameron replied.

"Like me?" I asked.

"Like you. Except there's something far different about you. Something that separates you from my past submissives." Cameron admitted slowly walking towards me now.

"W-what is it?" I stuttered, suddenly nervous to hear the answer.

"What I said before; you're changing me. And I'm frightened by it but, I also don't want to resist it because it's you that's doing it." Cameron stated.

".....Do you want me to change you...?" I asked cautiously.

"Certain parts of me....yes." Cameron responded.

"What parts? Your habits, your heart?" I wondered to him.

"You've already changed my heart Katie." He said with serious eyes.

"I have?" I questioned.

"You melted the ice trapping it inside and you gave it a beat. The part that scares me is that it's beating for you...."