The exchange of crude banter somehow emboldened Alicia as she opened up the binder and began her dark descent down some rabbit hole no children’s fairy tale ever prepared her for.
Chapter 3
“Come to me, Alicia.”
She stood from the table, upon which the remnants of their candlelit dinner cooled. Although she didn’t know what to expect from the time her girlfriend went to sit in a chair and enjoy an after-dinner drink, she did know that it would be eye-opening.
What she did not expect, however, was to feel her heart flutter the moment Danica gave her first command.
She had read through that binder. Not enough time to digest every line, but she got a pretty good idea.I am to serve. I am to obey. I am to do whatever she wants, within reason. I can say no whenever I want, no repercussions. I have a safe word and a slow-down word.She had committed both to memory. What she still hadn’t quite figured out, though, was what she wanted from Danica. Besides great sex, of course. She figured there was plenty of time to figure out those specifics. For now, she would ride these waves as they came to her.
So she went.
“Are you ready to start your training?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’ve been training you, whether we fully acknowledge it or not, since the moment we met. It’s my nature.”
“Yes, ma’am.” There were lots of things she was allowed to call her during training scenes.Ma’amwas the one she was most comfortable with. “Ms. Moreau” and “Mistress” wereahahaha no. Although Mistress had a certain ring to it… maybe when those waves weren’t leaving her so wet behind the ears.
“Do you know why? I don’t do that with every woman.”
“No, ma’am.”
“Because from the moment I saw you, I’ve been drawn to you. Call it a strange force of nature drawing me to you, I suppose. I’m a woman of logic and instinct. My instinct dragged me to you, not once, but many times. My logic is starting to agree with my instincts.”
“I’m flattered, ma’am.”
“Don’t be flattered. Be proud. Even if you don’t believe in fate, you can still appreciate how special you are, Alicia.”
“I do, ma’am.” Oh, Alicia had appreciated how special she was from the moment Danica first kissed her… and then fucked her. That was pretty special.
“Now I have you in one of the most beautiful rooms in Chicago, ready to do my bidding. Yet it would be boring to tell you to strip for me and grind on me. We did the vanilla bullshit earlier.” It was true. The sex on the plane was a more urgent need than lovemaking. The kind of sex couples had after being apart for so long. In their case, a whole week was so long. After they were through, they napped for the rest of the flight. Alicia woke up feeling like she hadn’t done anything at all. This would be different, wouldn’t it? “So, let’s mix it up a little. I’m going to ask you five questions. After you answer each one, you’re goingto remove a piece of your clothing, shoes included. I want you naked by the time I’m done learning about you for the night.”
Alicia said nothing.
“First question, and I want you to answer truthfully… do you like being with me?”
“Yes, ma’am, very much so.” Alicia slipped out of one shoe and left it on the floor. At Danica’s urging, she slipped off the other. Four more articles of clothing to go until she was naked and ready.
“Do you only want me for my money?”
The question almost offended her. “No, ma’am. Not at all.” The pause that ensued had her dithering between her zipper and her top. She went with her zipper. Danica smirked into her half-empty glass as Alicia lowered her jeans and stepped out of them. Was it cold in there?
“Are you embarrassed to be stripping for me now, knowing what I’ll do to you?”
Alicia wetted her dry lips and shook her head. “I don’t think so. I mean, no, ma’am.” Alicia grasped the bottom of her top. “I’m not embarrassed to be naked for you.” She pulled the blouse over her head and tossed it onto the floor. Only her underwear remained.Underwear I bought at some place I’ve never heard of.She was embarrassed to have Ms. Clayborn, of all people, take her there.I mean, she knew to take me to buy expensive underwear.That was a bit much. At some point, Alicia would have to discuss the origin of Ms. Sarah Clayborn with this wealthy girlfriend.
“I’m glad that you’re proud of your body, Alicia. It’s beautiful.”
“Thank you, ma’am.” She had to admit that her shoulders squared to hear that. Nothing cheered up a naked woman like being told she was beautiful.
Danica finished her drink and placed the empty glass on the nearest end table. “Are you looking forward to spending this week with me, learning the ways of a sexual submissive?”
Alicia was already about to unhook her bra. “Yes, ma’am,” she whispered. “Even before you gave me the details, I’ve thought of nothing but this week with you.” That’s what she was supposed to say, right? So happened that it coincided with what she wanted to say.
Danica eyed her hungrily as she lowered her bra straps and let the whole piece of lingerie flutter to the floor with her jeans and blouse.Yeah, it’s cold in here. Either that or her nipples were happy to be there.
