A Subs Life (Story 1) ✔️

1-Caroline & Sir

This is a book I have been working on for a few weeks now.
**Sexual content**
Read at your own risk.

~Sol~

I had always been a Dominant at heart. I had many different relationships with women of different ages, different likes, different dislikes...Before we go into that, let me tell you a bit about myself. My name is Sol Specter. I'm a CEO and I had worked my ass off to build an empire. My (ex)wife had supported me every step of the way. We had married when I was only 21 and she 19. I had always been dominant in our marital bed but we never took anything further then that. One kid, a dog, a successful business and ten yeats later we had divorced. That was really when I started experiencing outside of the bedroom. It's my lifestyle. Over the past six years I had subs in and out of my life. Well over  15 different ones which had never lasted more then two months.

But a year and a half ago a 21 year old,  petite little brunette college student named Caroline Thomson had came into my life. She was brand new, innocent, a virgin that I had gotten the privilege of breaking in and down. I was her Boss, Sir, Master,Lover all wrapped in one and she was all mine.

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Work had gone well for me that day. I had managed to get things done early and picked up some Chinese for dinner. Caroline wouldn't have to cook dinner tonight, I had even decided to go to my jeweler and get her a chocolate diamond necklace worth well over a grand.

It was four by the time I pulled into the parking garage. The entire ride I would imagine her waiting for me by the door like a good girl, preferably naked. I loved it when she did that.
But when I went through the front door it was silent. No music, or TV, no pots and pans clinging. Where was my submissive little girl?

The condo was spotless, smelling of fresh lemon polish that she used on the wood and the earthly scented freshener she used on the carpets before vacuuming.

"Caroline?" I called and sat the the takeout on the counter along with the long black velvet box containing a gift. No answer. I knew she was here because her purse and the keys to her car were thrown upon the sofa.

I slipped my suite jacket off and went though the family room, down the hall and to our bedroom. Maybe she was having a hotbath with her earbuds in?
I pushed the ajared door further open and there she was, laying on her belly. Perfect, naked and sleeping. Her brown curls pooled around her and as I stepped further in, quietly, I noticed her thighs were glistening. She had been playing without permission. Her pink vibrator that laid close only confirmed that.

There went all hope of having a nice, punishment free night. I clenched my jaw as I wanted to take my belt off and punish her, not caring if she was sleeping.
But I didn't, I backed out of the room and went back to the front of the condo. I would wait for her  wake up completely satiated and then she would be pay for her transgressions. For the next hour or so I waited, drank several beers and watched the five o'clock news. I was becoming very impatient.  But usually I never got in before seven and as long as she did her daily chores, napping was up to her...playing with what belonged to me, Now that was not up to her.

As I was halfway done with my fourth beer Caroline walked into the room, fully clothed and looking refreshed, no doubt.

"You're home early." Caroline said and frowned when she noticed me there, sitting on the sofa. By the way her cheeks flushed and she bit the inside of her cheek she knew she had gotten herself into trouble. Was she hoping I hadn't gone into our room, seeking her whereabouts?  
"I am." When I said no more Caroline walked over to chaise and sat at the end of it. "How was your day?" I finally asked her after several minutes watching her intwerine her fingers and look around the room but never meeting my eyes.