Free Saved by Submission by Laney Rogers

maybe a little lost; and that’s okay. It’s better to let it out, and have a cry, baby.”
    Megan managed a watery grin as the tears ran unchecked down her cheeks. “Did you just say I’m just a crybaby, Sir?”
    Jacob gave a deep laugh. “Strike two, sub. First the glare and the frown, and now you’re trying to accuse your innocent Dom of calling you a crybaby. I think you must really want to go over my knee.”
    Megan smiled while she wiped the tears from her face. “Oh, no, Sir, I promise you, I don’t want that.”
    She snuggled back against him, and they sat, for a minute or two, quietly, both enjoying the closeness of the other.
    Then Megan broke the silence. “I think part of the reason I got so upset was that it’s a very long time since anyone said they were proud of me.”
    Jacob heard the sadness in her voice, and knew there was a lot more behind those words. However, this was not the best time to push her, emotionally.
    He tightened his arms around her curvy body. “We all make bad decisions, now and again.”
    She glanced up at him. This would be a good time to ask him about his life, and deter him from trying to find out more about hers. She seemed to have made such a mess of it up till now, and she knew he’d think a great deal less of her if he found out about how she’d screwed up so spectacularly back home, and then left to become a stripper in the big city.
    “So, you’ve made some mistakes along the way then, Sir?”
    Jacob grinned. “Nice try at changing the conversation around to me. But, I’ll go with it. For now.”
    He shifted in the chair, and stretched his legs out, getting more comfortable. “Let’s see. After my dad walked out when I was thirteen, I went wild for a few years. Got in a little trouble with the law, nothing too serious, but enough to upset my mother, who, I think was more worried about what her friends and the neighbors would think, than anything else.”
    He paused, and then gave her a grim smile, before continuing. “My mother was not exactly the loving, caring type, to say the least. So when I was sixteen, I just packed up my stuff and left, moved in with my grandmother, and got back on track.
    “It took me a few years, but I finally managed to start my own small haulage business, and after a while, things really took off.
    “Of course, my next big mistake was a woman. Or girl, I should say. She was cute, sassy, and both of us were way too young. It lasted less than three years, before I walked in from work one evening, earlier than usual, and found her kneeling in front of her boss, in the middle of the living room, with his cock in her mouth.”
    Megan sat up and took in the grim look on Jacob’s face. “I’m really sorry,” she said, softly. “That must have been awful.”
    His voice was a growl, “It was worse for him by the time I’d finished with him.”
    Jacob pulled her to his chest and wrapped his large arms around her again. “Anyway, after I divorced her, I lost just about everything, including my business, so I got a job long-distance trucking, and finally saved enough for a down payment on my own rig.
    “I’ve had my own company for the last five years, which means I can take care of my grandmother now, as a thank you for all the years she did the same for me.”
    “She must be so proud of you,” Megan said, smiling up at him. “Um…I was thinking…, well, speaking of taking care of things, you took care of me so well, and I was wondering if I should…you know, offer to take care of…you.”
    She blushed furiously, and Jacob chuckled as her meaning became clear.
    “Little Megan, I don’t want you to feel like you owe me anything in return for what we did earlier, but I admit, I would love to see, and feel your lips around my cock.”
    He took the blanket from around her body, and tossed it onto the chair next to him. “Climb off my lap, and kneel in front of me, sweetheart.”
    “Yes, Sir.” She was grateful for the