Hers

Trust

I sat down on Emerson's office couch patiently waiting for what was about to come. The room was cold. I could see Emerson was still upset from where I sat. I genuinely felt guilty. It wasn't my place to act as I did. But I loved her, and that was what drove me to find out more.

"What do you think gives you the right to listen in to my conversations and go through my bedroom?"

"I needed to know why you were so angry about it. You talked about some order. Order of what? More cocaine like the one I found in your drawer?"

"Darling" she leaned back on her desk chair behind her desk. "This doesn't concern you. There is nothing to worry about." she tried assuring me.

"One of your rules was for me to be honest. Well, I'm worried. I feel there is something wrong and I'm doubting whether moving here was even the right choice." I looked down at my lap. "why did you lie to me." Tears started trailing down my face.

Emerson then got up and sat next to me on the couch. She then caressed my cheek. "Darling, that wasn't right." her stern voice sent shivers down my spine. "You can't disrespect me like that, darling."

"I'm sorry, Emerson. I.. I just needed to find out. I could help myself."

"If I'm telling you to not worry about it it's because I care about you. It's for your own good, darling." she now pecked my lips and pulled me in close hugging me like a child.

I started sobbing as I laid on her chest. "Why Emerson. It hurts me to know that you can't trust me."

she grabbed my face with both her hands as I looked into her eyes. "I do trust you, darling. But I need to protect you. Do you trust me?"

Her question caught me off guard. She had lied to me. Logically I couldn't trust her but my heart knew deep down that even though she had lied she must have had a good reason. "I trust you, Emerson," I said quietly snuggling in closer. "But I want you to know that you can trust me. Whatever it is you can tell me." I got quieter " I l..love you, Emerson. I don't want to lose you."

"I love you too, Jackie." She gave me a passionate loving kiss. "I will tell you more when you are ready.... but for not you just have to trust me." I hadn't realized what had just happened until she said she loved me back. That's when it hit me, this was no game. She wasn't just an opportunity to get me back up on my feet but she was my future.

"ok, Emerson," I said shyly. "I understand."

"Now you broke a rule, darling. I can't just let you get away with that." "she hugged me tighter

"I know, I'm sorry, ma'am."

she gave me another light kiss on the lips before telling me to lay on her lay on my belly on her lap.

"I'm going to go easy on you, this time. But next time I won't be so forgiving."

"Yes, Emerson."

She slid down my jeans revealing my bum. "You are going to get 10 spanks. Count after each one."

"yes, Emerson."

She started spanking one spank at a time each time waiting for me to count. "one." I could feel my bum sting as her hand slapped my ass. "two... three..." Each spank seemed a bit harder. It only reminded me how guilty I felt for disobeying my dom. "four...five...six." I was now starting to tear up again, not from the pain but from the fact that I was being punished. It was only my 7th day here and I had already been in trouble twice. "seven...eight...nine..."

I was awaiting my last hard smack when Emerson stopped and turned me over facing her still on her lap. She reached for a long passionate kiss her hands cuffing my face. "ten." she smiled.

We snuggled for a couple of minutes embracing each other's warmth. I felt safe in her arms. I never wanted to let go. "Emerson," I asked, "could I sleep with you tonight?"

"Of course, darling."