offered to help her explore the world of D/s, in a teacher/student type way, and his feelings had taken him by surprise as he realized it went beyond that.
It was important to find out now, rather than later, if she had come to the same conclusion.
He released her and then took her hand, leading her back over to her discarded clothes. When she went to pick them up, he stopped her.
“No, Megan, not yet, I want to talk to you first.” He grabbed her skirt and halter top himself and sat down. “Kneel, sub.”
She did as he’d ordered and knelt in front of him, trying hard to be graceful in her movements.
“Now, spread your legs, and put your hands, palm upwards on your thighs.”
Again, Megan followed his instructions, a faint blush on her cheeks, as she opened her thigh, and her pussy was exposed once more.
“Good girl,” he said.
Megan was surprised at how his praise made her feel warm and cared for. Even in this short time, knowing she had pleased him meant a lot.
Then she took in the serious expression on his face, and her heart skipped a beat. What if she had got it completely wrong in her mind, and he had had enough now? What if he was about to tell her that she was ready to go out on her own and find a Dom?
She had tried hard not to have any feelings for him, but she knew, if she was honest with herself, that she really liked him. Certainly more than the teacher type figure they had agreed he should be.
She swallowed and breathed deeply. Whatever he said, she would have to accept it.
But his words took her completely by surprise.
“Honesty is important in any kind of relationship, and in this lifestyle, it is essential. Megan, I think there could be something between us, more than we discussed last week. I know I haven’t opened up to any woman about myself for a long, long time, and here we are, only the second time we’ve met, and you know more about me than any woman I’ve been with since I was married.”
He stopped, and waited for her to respond, knowing he would be disappointed if she felt differently.
She had butterflies in her stomach, but the good kind, like when something amazing happens. “I thought you were about to tell me that you’d changed your mind, and after tonight I should go and try to find my own Dom, or something awful like that. You looked so serious.”
He saw the look of relief on her face and waited for her to continue.
“Yes…I mean I feel the same way. I just had no idea you did.” She smiled. “Yes, I really want to see where this could go.”
He yanked her out of the chair and onto his lap. “Little sub, I need to have my cock inside you very soon. One thing you ought to know about me is that I’m not very good at waiting.”
“But you only just…you know… came, Sir. I mean can you, you know…already?”
Jacob’s deep laugh made her shiver with excitement. “I think I’ll be able to manage, sub.”
And with that, he grabbed her clothes and stood, lifting her from her kneeling position, into his arms as he did so, and then walked down a short flight of steps into a more private part of the club.
“I can walk, you know, Sir,” she said, pushing herself away from his body, wanting to put her feet on solid ground.
But she was not to get her way. Jacob flipped her, effortlessly, over his shoulder, and she yelped when he gave her a resounding smack on her bare bottom.
“I decide where your body is going to be, not you.”
Knowing it was futile to struggle, and would no doubt result in him spanking her even harder, Megan scowled and let her body go limp.
Megan had not been to this area before, her waitressing duties keeping her on the main level only, but she knew what was down there—rooms for Doms and subs to use if they wanted more privacy.
Her heart was in her mouth as he carried her down a hallway, richly carpeted with three rooms on each side. She wondered how many times he had brought subs down here, but pushed the thought angrily from
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