Daniel regarded Jeanette for a long moment, standing there in front of him, still willing to stay after the mess he’d made of things. She wanted to help him - genuinely cared about him. Maybe that was the difference. He didn’t just crave her as a submissive. He wanted all of her.
And she’d just put herself into his hands, yet again.
“Take off your clothes,” he said, not bothering with the deeper tone of voice he normally used with subs. Jeanette didn’t say anything, just did as he asked, laying her clothes neatly on the couch behind her before standing in front of him again.
God she was beautiful. He hadn’t really paid much attention before, he’d been too worried about exerting and maintaining control. Now he took the time to look, to notice how her skin curved just so in different spots. How tiny little nipples were rosy red, and standing at attention for him. One of her breasts was larger than the other, but not overly so, and it made her more interesting. Her hips were perfectly curvy, and that curly thatch of trimmed hair between her legs made his mouth water.
Raising his eyes back up to meet hers, he asked something he’d never asked a sub before.
“How do you feel, standing there naked at my request?”
She tilted her head to the side. “A little weird. Exposed. Vulnerable, I guess.” Her gaze rose to glance at the windows, none of which had curtains or shades. “I know without lights in here, and the bright daylight out there no one can see, but it’s still a little...nerve wracking thinking someone might see.”
Daniel nodded. “Does the idea of someone else seeing you like this while under my command excite you?”
She hesitated for a long moment, and then met his stare. “I think so, yes.”
He scooted forward to sit on the edge of the chair, and ran a hand down the outside of her thigh.
“Let’s get you positioned correctly. First thing, your feet should be shoulder-width apart. When you’re kneeling, your knees should be the same.” He trailed a finger along her inner thigh, then pushed his hand between them, forcing her to widen her stance. When her legs were properly positioned, Daniel reached between them and stroked her labia, pleased to feel her wetness on his finger. He brought it to his lips, sucked off her juices.
“Very good, Jeanette.” He stroked her again, this time pushing his middle finger into her wet sheath. “Your pussy should be accessible to me at all times. No panties, no pants or shorts, only skirts.” Pulling out, he added a finger, thrusting gently with two as his thumb found her clit and slowly teased.
She swayed a little under his intimate touch, and one hand reached for him, but he moved slightly to the side.
“No...hands behind your back. Grab one wrist to keep them there, and hold your shoulders back. Those pretty breasts should be thrust out, proud, at all times. No bra, either at home or out, understand?”
She did as he asked, thrusting her breasts out, her gorgeous little nipples standing hard and erect.
“Yes...” she hesitated.
“I think I prefer Sir, for now.”
She nodded, her inner muscles clenching around his fingers. “Yes, Sir.”
“Very good.” He pulled his fingers out of her wet heat and stood, holding them up to her mouth. “Clean them off. Taste yourself.”
She opened her mouth and sucked them in, her tongue laving all of her juices from his skin before she let him go. Lowering his hand, he circled her nipples with her own moisture, one and then the other, his cock stiffening further as they puckered before his eyes.
Moving behind her, he freed himself from his pants.
“Bend over and brace yourself on the chair.”
She did as he asked, her slick pussy now completely open to his view. Waiting. Ready. He swirled the tip of his cock in her juices and then slid inside without preamble, needing to be inside her, to connect with her on a physical level after the emotional journey they’d just taken together.
But again, he had to ask her a question he’d never asked another sub.
“Do you like how my cock feels inside you?”
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