Playing Dom by Sky Corgan

Author:Sky Corgan [Corgan, Sky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00KPJKVOQ
Published: 2014-05-31T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

My heart was all aflutter as I thought about what had just happened. I had lost myself to Micah again, had found myself opening up to him in so many forbidden ways. He could have taken advantage of me, could have taken things further, but he didn't push it, and for that I was grateful. It was hard maintaining control. There was a deep part of me that just wanted to be manhandled and manipulated, to still be submissive.

I knew that wasn't right though. Leaving myself so vulnerable would only lead to me getting hurt again. There was no way I would allow that. This was better. I was getting to have my cake and eat it too. Micah was feeding my carnal desires and still allowing me to be in control. Yes, I enjoyed being a Mistress. It would still take a bit of practice, but eventually I would be ready for my own sub. Maybe even Micah, if he'd give himself over to me.

The thought sent shivers of want through me as I pictured his naked body. My God, that body. It was like he had been plucked right out of a swanky men's underwear catalog. Broad chest. Rippling abs. Smooth and hairless. And that cock. Oh my.

Even though I had just had an amazing orgasm, my body still felt on fire from his touch, as if his essence lingered behind, triggering something inside of me that needed to be satiated. I locked my front door and skipped to my bedroom, tossing myself onto my back like a pole vaulter and opening one of my bedside table drawers to take out Mr. Green, my favorite massager.

“Hello, Mr. Green,” I said cheerfully, then felt stupid for it afterward.

I dialed him up to Oh-My-God and laid there in fantasy, writhing beneath the vibrations as I pictured it being Micah between my legs. He hadn't vibrated, but damn had his fingers been skilled. Where was my self control then? He was only supposed to spank me, but I had let him go much further, and I hadn't even disciplined him for it. Could I discipline him if he did something I actually enjoyed? The BDSM rules were so fuzzy in my mind when I was drunk on lust.

After I finished pleasuring myself, I took a shower and hopped in front of the computer to e-mail him about our next session. Hopefully, I wouldn't seem too eager, but I honestly couldn't wait to see him again. He was a good teacher, though a bit stuffy. If he could just get over his whole obsession with proper BDSM rules, then he might enjoy himself a lot more. Either way, as long as I could keep him coming around, I was happy.

I wiggled in my seat as I tried to think about what to write him. It was important to sound assertive as a Mistress, but I also needed to throw something in there to make it worth his while. I chewed on my bottom lip as I went to work typing.

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