Free Submitting to Her by Max Sebastian Page B

floor as she turned
over, and neither of us was going to retrieve it. And there was
Zoey, lying on her back, entirely naked before me. Stunning. Her
pale breasts pointing up, her nipples stiff as I poured out more
oil over her flat stomach and thighs. Her eyes were closed in
complete bliss as I began to caress her again, my hands sweeping
over her body, starting off lightly again before gradually stepping
it up.
    "You know," she said, softly, "I don't want
this to be only about you saving your job, Aiden."
    "No, Ma'am."
    "If you want this to continue, you have to
choose to continue."
    "Yes Ma'am," I said. There were a few
fireworks going off inside me - just a few, as the butterflies in
my stomach were hogging much of the airspace in there, but
certainly a rocket or two. Choose to continue - oh boy, did I want
to continue. "I would choose to continue as long as you wanted me,"
I added, feeling strange to say it. I hadn't had a long-term
relationship with anyone for so many years.
    She smiled. "Good. You know, in a healthy
relationship, the submissive has as much power as his Mistress. You
can walk away at any time. I want you to know that."
    As I slipped my hands over her skin, I had to
stifle a gasp. Submissive. Was that what I'd become? Seemed kind of
obvious, but I'd never thought about it in those terms before. I
guess what we were doing was kind of out there. This was the kind
of thing you did in shady clubs in the wrong end of town, wasn't
it? Not with your boss in the office.
    "Mistress…" My lips betrayed my thoughts
while I was thinking them, leaving me too distracted to stop myself
uttering the word.
    Zoey giggled. "You sound nervous."
    "Never been called submissive before."
    "You know, I'm learning about this as well,
right?" she sighed. "I guess I find it hard to maintain a cruel
exterior with you. Even though you deserve it."
    "Yes, Ma'am."
    From this side, particularly with her cute
breasts there for me, it seemed less like a massage and more like
out-and-out fondling. Oh, I did her arms, and paid some attention
to her shoulders, but it was gliding my hands over her breasts,
grazing over her hard nipples that got her moaning.
    Squeezing her breasts like this - was this
what had happened after tennis?
    Quiet sighs became little gasps and moans, my
hands toying around her breasts a while before I eventually moved
down again, over her stomach and down to her thighs.
    I could smell a hint of her arousal in the
air, even above the scent of coconut. I had to try my best to keep
calm as I coaxed her thighs and calves from the front, then subtly
edged open her legs again, so my caresses along her inner thighs
could reach all the way up, and nudge the sides of her pussy, so
sweet and pink beneath her little patch of dark hair.
    She said: "I love the way you touch me,
Jones."
    Oh God, how wonderful did it feel to receive
praise from my Mistress? I wasn't sure I liked thinking about her
with that particular label - it was attached to weird, fetishy
things - but how else did I refer to her status? Goddess, perhaps.
I certainly intended to worship her to the best of my ability. Her
power over me made it thrilling to receive a complement, because it
was an outward sign that I pleased her.
    "I love touching you," I said.
    "Well assume you have permission to touch me
wherever you want this evening," she said in that wonderfully
relaxed, blissed-out honey tone.
    Left hand continuing to slide over her
thighs, my right now concentrated on her pussy, two fingers in
particular rubbing down either side of her rose-blush lips, teasing
her, coaxing out those deep moans that made the hairs rise on the
back of my neck.
    Then all pretense seemed to slip away, and I
was using both hands to touch her there. And a finger slipped
inside her slippery folds, penetrating her pussy.
    "Oh God," she shivered, and I couldn't help
but think of a certain tennis player in college, now even wishing
this was the way it had gone back then. So hot. I