Wynter's Tale-One shot...Personally I think it has the possibility of becoming a real story, leave me some feedback on what you think..
"Jacob come here," Wynter said in a soft voice.
Jacob stayed still.
"Get over here," Wynter snapped, her patience wearing thin.
Jacob jumped as he crawled over to his keeper.
"Jacob why can't you be a good boy when we play?" Wynter cooed as she stroked his cheek, "You know I don't like punishing you."
Jacob whimpered in agreement around the ball gag in his mouth, he knew how much she hated punishing him. He just couldn't help himself sometimes, she scared him when she went into dominant mode, and secretly, he kinda enjoyed the pain.
"You know the drill," she said softly as she took the gag from his mouth, "Tell me what you did wrong."
"I kissed Sofie," he responded obediently, yelping softly as she slapped him across the face.
"I told you never to say her name again," Wynter yelled, tears pooling in her eyes, "Why do you do this Jacob?"
He stayed silent, he really didn't know how to answer. He loved Wynter, he really did, but he continued to hurt his master by going back to Sofie. He himself didn't understand why he kept going back to this girl.
"Look at me Jacob," Wynter whispered, tears silently rolling down her cheeks, "I love you Jacob, why do you keep going to her?"
Jacob's heart broke as he looked up at the girl. He had never seen his master cry, she was always too strong, but now as he looked up at her he could see how broken she really was. He softly rubbed away a single tear that fell from her cheek to his.
"I'm sorry," she croaked as she kissed the spot that she had previously slapped.
He sat there confused for a moment, that was the first time she had ever shown him any affection that was more than a dominant to submissive type thing. He felt himself blush at the small amount of hope that bloomed in his chest. He couldn't help himself as he crashed his lips to hers.
Wynter let out a small gasp and Jacob took that as an opportunity to allow his tongue to explore her mouth. He let out a small moan at the sparks traveling through his body from where they had contact. Wynter laid down, pulling Jacob on top of her, and Jacob relished the strange feeling of dominance. He groaned as she laced her fingers in his sandy brown hair and softly tugged. He took her bottom lip between his teeth and softly pulled, enticing a moan from her, before sitting up and looking into her eyes.
Wynter stared up into Jacob's soft blue eyes, darkened with lust, and whimpered softly at the loss of his lips. He had a mischievous smile playing on his lips as Wynter whimpered beneath him.
"What's wrong my love?" he purred as he tortuously slowly trailed his lips down her neck until he found that spot that made her breathing hitch.
Wynter felt him smirk against her neck as he began to suck on the spot. She moaned and writhed in pleasure beneath him.
"I want," she groaned.
"Tell me what you want," Jacob breathed huskily in her ear.
"You," she breathed.
"You want me here?" he asked with a smirk as he slipped his hand down to rub her.
She nodded vigorously as she pushed into his hand.
