Free Jennifer's Surrender by Olivia Jake

with soap suds.
      “Now, Jennifer, if I leave you here in
the tub while I go make some dinner, are you sure you’re not going to fall
asleep and drown?” he asked with sincerity. I couldn’t remember the last time
someone seemed so concerned as to my well-being and so in tune with what I was
feeling.
    I shook my
head, “I can’t guarantee that, Sir. I’m sorry. I’m just so tired. I don’t know
what’s wrong with me. I feel like I’ve been drugged.” He shook his head and
brushed my hair back. Such a tender gesture.
      “Then I guess I’m just going to have to
bathe with you.” he said. I offered a sheepish smile as he gently held me as I
lowered myself into the tub, making sure once I was in I was safe.   He undressed quickly, and this being the
first time I was actually seeing his body, my expression must have changed.
      “Was this just a ruse to see me naked?”
he teased as he lowered himself into the suds facing me.
    I smiled, “No,
Sir! But it is nice to see your body.” He smiled and gestured for me to come to
him. I moved through the water and then turned around so that my back was
resting against his broad chest. The little that he allowed me to see just a
moment before was quite impressive. I realized I didn’t know how old he was, I
guessed mid-40s or early 50s, but he took very good care of himself.
    He started
rubbing my breasts tenderly as we lay there, “Your body feels like it’s been
drugged because it has been.” I jerked and tried to turn around, and he
laughed, “No, little bird, I didn’t drug you.” I relaxed back into him, “What I
mean is, you got very close to subspace in there. Do you know what that is?” I
nodded. “Then you know that you release a lot of endorphins and other hormones,
it’s like running a marathon, the hormones your body produces. After, you’re exhausted,
spent. That’s all. I should have let you sleep longer, but I didn’t realize how
far you had gone. That’s my fault. But like I said, once we learn each other’s
bodies, I’ll know better.”
      “Oh, ok.” Was all I could manage, but I
guess that even in this compromised state, he still expected certain protocol
as he pinched my nipple and I let out a little yelp. “Sir.”
    I felt him
smile against my hair, “Better, little bird, better.” He cooed as he continued
to stroke my body. He reached for the soap and started lathering me under
water. Then he said, “Turn around and kneel, facing me” I did slowly, and he
washed me between my legs and my ass, under my arm pits, around my breasts,
down my belly. I had never before felt so taken care of. When he finished, he
handed me the soap and I dutifully lathered him, motioning with my fingers for
him to turn around when needed. When I was sure I got all the spots, I put the
soap back where it came from.
      “I don’t think you’re up for food. We’ll
turn in early and then in the morning you’ll make us a nice big breakfast.” I
nodded, happy to do whatever it was he said.
    We dried off
and he gave me a guest toothbrush. I thought about my bag in the car, but
obviously I wouldn’t be retrieving it now. I brushed my teeth and then followed
him into his big, king-size bed. Once there, after the lights were turned out,
I asked, “Can I ask you more questions, Sir?” I heard him chuckle and he said
“Sure.”
      “Is this normal, Sir?”
      “Is what normal, Jennifer?”
      “Sleeping with your sub. It seems that in
so many of the books I’ve read, the Doms keep their subs in a separate room.”
    He laughed and
pulled me tighter, “Well, Jennifer, I haven’t read any of the books that   you have. Perhaps I should. But for me,
if I want to fuck you when I wake up in the middle of the night, then I sure as
hell don’t want to have to pad down the hall to do it.” And I could hear the
smile in his voice. I laughed lightly as I drifted off with his arms wrapped
tightly around me.

CHAPTER 13

 
    I was awoken
in the