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She taught me a lot. That was the problem. I wasn't experienced enough for her yet.”


Yet. And now?”


I don't know. That's for my next submissive to decide.”

The room spun as submission washed over me. “
One question, please, before we go back to Checklist stuff?”


You don't need to check with me before you ask a question. Is it okay to set that precedent?”


Yes... Thank you.”


I like that you know what Checklists are.”


I'm happy you know what they are, but it really does-”
hurt.
I flinched inside and wrapped what was left of my sanity around me.
“If we have similar wants and limits... I'm not asking for any instant decision, just-”


I'll have you as my submissive,” he said, sounding sure, “if you want to be.”


You're ready to have another submissive?”


It definitely feels like it's been long enough. I want to have a couple of sessions first, to see if we're compatible. I think we are.”


Are you in a better place now? You said, before, that it was a bad time for you?”


The last couple of years have been good. ...Why do you ask?”


I know s/m stuff can be expensive. It doesn't have to be. There are ways to use serious bondage equipment for free.”


At the club?”


Yes. Is that helpful?”


It might be.”


Assuming you like pain-play.” My submissive side reminded me too late, “I'm sorry for assuming?”


It's a requirement for my submissives, but we need to talk more, and I need to see your Checklist before we do anything with pain.”


Okay. I'll bring it next time I see you?”


Yes, make sure you do.”


I will. Sir.”
Was it too early to-

Quinn
sighed slowly, though he didn't sound unhappy. “Top ten '
Do-Not's?
' Just to give me an outline. You told me some of what you like already.”


Hard limits?” I scrambled to get them in order. “Branding, burning, electricity-”


That's where you start?”


Usually. Why? I don't like having any of that be unclear.”


It's very clear.” He laughed, but shook his head. “What else is on your list?”


I don't do anything with bodily fluids other than... you know what I mean?”


Yes. I don't do anything with that, either.”


I don't want to be treated like a child. Or a pet. No anal sex, please?” He nodded immediately, accepting all of them. “Marks are good, but permanent ones, not good. ... That's all the '
Don't's'
I can think of.”


I don't want to do any of those things.”             


What about you?” I asked.


You covered most of them. I don't want to actually hurt you, nothing more than smacking or slapping your skin, things like that. I'm not looking to humiliate you into submission, or
force
it from you.”


Thank you.”


What was that?” he asked gently, his eyes bright with dominance.

I
lowered my eyes and kissed his shoulder. “Thank you, Sir.”


Quick, aren't you?” The sound made me jump. His short smack to the outside of my thigh hadn't hurt, though my skin felt warm where his hand fell. Quinn massaged the tingling sensations away. “Sorry about that. Er, habit...”

He
couldn't help but notice the way I'd melted against him. I was already wet for him and it hadn't hurt. “Thank you again, Sir?”


What else do I need to know? I'm not thinking straight and I should be.”


Are you allergic to anything?” I asked, moving toward the end of my Checklist.


No, you?”


None.”


Any injuries I should know about?”


No. What about you?”


Nope.
What's your safeword?” He looked wary again. “You do use them, right?”


Mine's common. Red. That's it.”


Red?”


Yes. Red, to stop. I've only used my safeword twice.”


That answered another of my questions,” he seemed pleased, “whether you use it a lot. What about to slow down?”


... I don't have a word for that, Sir. It takes a lot of pain to get me to the safewording point. There's not usually very much time before that happens.”


You almost told me yesterday. If I pushed a little harder, I think you would have...” He absently stroked the side of my neck. I thought back to all the times his hand had naturally gone for the back of my head, for my throat.


How do you feel about breathplay, Sir? Is that something you've done before?”

Quinn
looked wary again. “How?”


The normal way? I'm not sure, Sir. I've never tried it before.”


You know that's really dangerous, right?”


Doing it or having it done to-- Never mind,” I could see the answer.


You don't want me to pretend I'm angry, choking you that way...”


No please, Sir.”


No anger, huh? That's good.” The way he looked at me made my eyes lower again. “I will never do that to you.”


Breathplay things, Sir?”


No. That, we're going to do.

My
eyes closed when he stroked his fingers over my right nipple. He squeezed gently when it hardened, harder until I squirmed. 


You're starved for pain, baby.”

I
laughed, nervous yet happy. No one had called me that before. “Thank you for noticing, Sir.”

He
held his hand flat against the left side of my neck, able to feel how fast my heart was pounding. “I promise I'll take care of that for you soon.”
 

 

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Chapter 7
-

~
Animal Attraction ~
 

W
hen Quinn stood, he took me with him. He roughly pulled my head back to kiss me hard. White static slithered down my spine. Submission had me slowly slide down onto the floor so I could kneel in front of him. When I rested my forehead against his thigh, I felt strange and tried to understand why. The emotion wasn't fear or excitement. It was something strong and dark that welled upward from underneath, unrelenting as dominance, yet used to strengthen my submission. He looked more powerful, not nearly so calm as he had been.
Had he felt it?
Anything seemed possible with energy raging around us, his helping me find calm while I let control slip away.

I
knelt higher when he took hold of my wrist. Pressure had me stand.
… He didn't like submissive displays of affection, either?


Come into the bedroom with me.” 


Yes, Sir.”


Take your shirt off and kneel like you did in the living room.”

Kneeling
in front of him felt
really
good. I had needed a reason, and the one he gave me was more than enough. His dominance deserved it. My eyes opened when he touched the side of my face, but I relaxed when he held me against him.
He did like submissive affection.
I smiled and my pain-threshold felt endless, ready to endure whatever he wanted to inflict.

Quinn
moved his thumb over my cheek and tilted my head up. “Such a sexy submissive.”


May I take your cock into my mouth, Sir? To thank you for letting me come so many times.” 

He
smoothed his thumb over my bottom lip and smiled when I touched the tip with my tongue. “Yes.”              

Making
sure my lips were dry, I lightly gripped the waistband of his pants between my teeth. I closed my eyes and gently pulled downward, hoping I wouldn't hurt him. The fabric barely moved. My teeth clicked together as I lost my grip. After the third try, I broke position and slowly stroked my hands up over his thighs.

He
caught my wrists. “What happened?”


I'm sorry, Sir.” I tried to be serious, but laughter escaped before I could subdue it. “I've never done this before.”


Kneel back. I wanted to to see if you would.” He slipped out of his boxers and stood in front of me again. “You did.”


I'll get better if it's something you want, Sir.”              


Yes, you will. What a good answer.”


I'm sorry I need to ask again, Sir.” I brushed my lips over his inner left thigh and looked up at him. “May I take your cock into my mouth?”


Fuck,” he breathed in sharply. “Yes. I'm going to make you come so hard soon...”

Wanting
to please him, knowing he was a Dominant was different. He was breathing too quietly for me to hear, so I had to focus on how tense he became, whether he wanted harder or slower. I could feel the moment before his control snapped, tension gathering in his body while he decided to pull back or go over. Moaning happily, I tightened my lips around his shaft and started the hard, fast pace his body seemed to want.


Lay down. On your back.” He grasped my shoulder, but he didn't let me move. Looking up at him, then back down, I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, wanting him to use my mouth again.


So fucking good-! You know that, though, don't you,” he demanded fiercely.

How? How would I know?
I felt vulnerable and confused. His arm wound around my waist before I was underneath him on the bed. He grabbed my hair, close to the side of my head so I couldn't move. His sides were smooth and firm, drawing my attention to the fine, light amount of hair on his chest, the vertical, narrow line on his lower stomach. It led downward, further than I could see. He moved my hair back, exposing all of my face.


Look at me.”

He
watched me fight the need to look away, his gaze hard and curious. It was an instinctive compulsion, strong enough to make me feel dizzy... I moved without being able to stop. Quinn held me against his chest, absorbing my nervous laughter.


I'm sorry, Sir.”


What do you want?”


What do you want me to do, Sir?”


On your hands and knees. It'll be easier for you to come that way.” A
drawer opened and closed. I heard the condom wrapper rip before he put it on.

I
lost the ability to breathe when he thrust forward, the head of his cock pushing deep inside my body. I
ntense pleasure coursed through my body each time his hips slammed into mine.


Please-” I gasped, aching to go over the edge.


That's what you said last night. Say it right next time.”


What should I-”

Quinn pulled back and I grit my teeth. His cock
slid inside of me so slowly... I let my nails dig into the covers to release some of the frustrated energy. Bracing on my forearms instead of my hands made him fuck me faster. I lowered my head, my wrists crossed above me. He found the right angle, his shaft lightly brushing over my clit as he pushed forward and back.


Please-! I'm so close, Sir...” I remembered what he said and understood. “May I come?”


That's almost how you should ask. No. I like seeing you fight it.”

Excitement
and dread clashed. There was deep, resounding pleasure when he rubbed over my g-spot. Staying still only made me more aware of how far he thrust forward, then how slowly he withdrew. It happened over and over until I felt crazed with lust, close to pleading with him again. I braced on my hands, hoping the position change would help bolster my self-control. It felt even better. I cried out and moved without thinking.


Trying to get away?” he asked, the shock in his tone growing sharper with dominance.


I'm sorry, Sir!”


You tried to get away rather than-” But then he laughed and leaned down to kiss my shoulder. “Don't do that again.
Show me how much you want to come.
You won't until I let you.”

My
face burned with heat as I deliberately slid backwards onto his shaft. The pleasure was muted when I realized that I was fucking him, close to pleading with permission to have an orgasm.
Because he wanted me to...?
It did the opposite of helping me hold back, yet I pushed back against him harder, descending into deeper submission. I moaned, arching my back so he thrust deep inside my body. His hand was a blur, moving to the outer side of my thigh. My hips jerked backwards, anticipating pain, but he had only been going to grab my hips.


Did I tell you to stop?”

I
continued writhing back into him, though not nearly so fast. Without permission, I was afraid to reach the white-hot levels of pleasure. He made a rough sound when I went still, his arm wrapping around my waist. My knees rocked over the bed as I struggled to track the orgasm that rose faster than I could follow.


Sir, I-”
can't,
I stared desperately at the sheets and found self-control, “I don't want to come when I-”


What?” He moved his hand to my neck and had me look at him over my shoulder. “You don't want to come?”


Not without permission... Please-! I'm-” Hearing him groan made arousal burn, bringing me closer.  Any... fucking... second...


Come, baby.”


Thank you, Sir!” I shoved my shoulders backwards into his chest, wanting to get closer.

My
eyes closed, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter inside of me. He pulled back, immediately thrusting forward. The still darkness behind my eyes filled with white spots and flashes of light. Heat took me under, throbbing through my body until I couldn't breathe.

His
hand was on my shoulder. I knew that it should hurt, how hard he was holding me, but I couldn't find the pain through the different levels of pleasure. I heard him moan, breathing harder each time I clenched down around his shaft. Aftershocks pounded through my g-spot and drifted over my clit. I laughed when he fucked me harder, feeling the rise toward orgasm start again. My head fell back onto his shoulder.

He
braced over me as his hand moved between my legs. The muscles in his stomach were hard, his thighs solid as he fucked me. I held my breath when he stroked my clit with two of his fingers. The pressure was light, teasing, his cock barely moving inside me. I moaned when he pulled back to thrust shallowly against my g-spot, my clit throbbing, sensitive except when he was touching me.

Urgency
burned underneath my skin. My nails clawed at the covers, needing one final
something
to send me over the edge. The frenzy overtook me again. He pinched my left nipple, having pain bring me higher. Almost... I strained backwards, his fingers drawing electric pleasure over my clit. When I turned my head toward him, he kissed me. The bright rush of adrenaline made me kiss him harder, my need for air burning until I felt lightheaded. He let me take a breath and I went over the deep, dark edge, my mental scream of pleasure escaping as a muffled moan against his lips.


Did you come?” He held me closer instead of letting me fall forward onto the bed.


Yes!” I gasped, feeling drunk and high at the same time. “Thank you, Sir!”

Quinn
must have been close. He immediately came, throwing his head back as he thrust smoothly, pushing deep as he could inside of me. My heart was pounding in my chest.
He had held his pleasure back that much to let me come again?
I moved with him when he pulled me in against the side of his body. One of his legs was curled over mine, his arm still around my waist. I kissed the back of his arm and relaxed into the firm line of his body. 

He
squeezed my shoulder. “We can establish a few more limits. If you're thirsty, hungry, tired, whatever, let me know.”


Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

I
drifted on satisfaction and the comfortable silence for a while. My craving for nicotine seemed to kick in at the same time his did. “They're outside, unfortunately. I can get them for you, if you want me to.”


What are?”


The cigarettes. On the coffee table, I think.”


... Good guess. I want to go through your Checklist with you, anyway. Do you mind, so soon?”


Not at all, Sir,” I said, following him into the living room.


I'll be right back.” He checked the water bottles on the table. “They're warm.”


I'll be right back, too. Two minutes?”


By all means.”

Quinn
was still as courteous as he'd been the first night. Confidence swelled and hinted that it wasn't something that would go away. It made me feel better, not seeing makeup smeared all over my face. The dark red lipstick had faded and my eyeshadow... I eyed our clothes in the bedroom. His shirt was probably silvery near one of the shoulders. Not for long.


You made the bed?” he asked, meeting me in the hallway.


... yes.”


And you folded the clothes.”


I did, Sir.”


Thank you.”


No problem,” I took a moment, feeling relieved. “I thought you were upset.”


You don't have to do that, you know. I'm not expecting you to be my housekeeper and submissive, too.”


And if I like doing it?” I asked hesitantly.


I'll show you where the cleaning products are. Seriously, though, you understand what I'm saying, right?”


Yes.” I smiled, mentally submitting. “Inflicting pain doesn't make you feel bad, does it?”


If I accidentally hurt you, I'll feel really bad.”


Accidentally?”


Exactly. There is one thing that I
don't
like doing.”


Oh? What is that, Sir?”

He
looked slightly uncomfortable. “Are you on the Pill, or something like it?”


Yes, why?”


I use condoms, obviously, but when it comes to partners I can trust, I prefer not to.” 

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