Curious Business (18+)

Shameful Offers

The smell of coffee wafted in the air, breaking me from the deep slumber I had thought I was stuck in. The bed weighed down on one side. This wasn't my bed. 

"Good Morning." Elias' voice strummed. "Wake up, Clara."

"I am awake." I turned over, immediately regretting it. My body screamed in soreness. My wrists still raw from the rope. A reminder from yesterdays events. "Ouch."

"Are you hurting?" Elias  asked concerned.

"I hurt everywhere."

"I'll go get more lotion for your wrists. I hope you don't mind I brought you home and put you to bed. I didn't want you to wake up hurting alone."

"I don't mind." I wished I would have remembered sleeping with Elias.

"Can we talk about last night, I have questions." he said softly, rubbing in the lotion in to my raw skin.

"Why do I feel ashamed?" I asked him.

"I don't know. Do you regret it?"

"No, not at all. I feel like I betrayed you."

"You didn't Clara. I wanted that to happen, just as much as you, probably more. You are just used to the forced social construct of sexual relationships. Your mind still thinks it is wrong and unconventional."

"It felt right."

"Was it everything you imagined?"

"It was nothing like I imagined, mind-blowing still, just so different than what I had imagined over the years. I hadn't ever imagined someone else watching, let alone dozens of people watching. Were other people watching?"

"Were other people watching the sexiest woman in the room get fucked by a very recognized Dom in the BDSM community? Yes, they absolutely were."

I blushed and shoved my head into the pillow, groaning when that quick movement made all my muscles tense up. Then an emotion that I hadn't welcomed came flooding back in to my brain. 

"Did Daniel leave?"

"He went to the gym, he has been staying with me, he didn't leave you like this Clara, it's fine." 

"Ok, thank you for taking care of me Elias."

"It is my responsibility as your Dom to take care of you. I don't want to be doing anything else." Elias put lotion on my ankles gently, I winced, the lotion stung. "The ropes tore up your ankles a little bit. It was cheap rope, I'm sorry, I should have gotten something better for you."

"I didn't notice that it hurt until now." I paused. "So are you going to tell me what you were thinking during all of that?"

"Which part?"

He must have been really thinking to need to narrow it down.

"How about while he was eating me out?"

"I was rooting for you to at least keep a little bit of wine in your mouth. He was being very nice to you. I would have taped your mouth shut if that much wine was wasted. You did well, although, that was the only part of that whole night that I got possessive of you. I haven't gotten to taste you like that yet."

"Yet. You are more than welcome to, anytime."

"You don't have to tell me what I can do with what is already mine." He growled.

"You're grumpy. I'm going to shower." I got up out of his bed and took the sheet with me. Grumpy doesn't get to see me naked. I walked into his bathroom and opted to get in his bathtub, the claw foot tub was inviting me in. I poured a few drops of the bath oils he had on the counter into the water and got in, sitting in it while it filled. I ran my hand over my pussy, feeling my own swollen flesh. I wiped every inch of my skin, washing away the dried sweat and whatever bodily fluids had spread.