Chapter 27
Avidya
That same night, right after making dinner and getting it set on the table, Zachariah drew my attention. It wasn’t hard to do in the first place.
“I think it’s time that I claim you, fully, on all sides of my life,” he said. His look was dark as he pinned me in place. It was that tone of voice, the one I loved more each time it was used.
“What do you mean?” I asked, not understanding his thoughts.
“Doms claim their submissive by placing a collar on them in some sort of fashion,” he explained, pulling out a square box and placing it on the table as he stepped closer to me. “Some subs will wear a bracelet, ring, or even a necklace. Now, since I don’t feel like the wedding ring is enough, I picked this little thing up.” He pointed towards the box.
“Why?” I asked, still not understanding.
“I like the world knowing that you are mine in every sense,” he spoke easily. “Plus, it will be there to remind you that you are always on my mind. When we get a bit more busy with playtime, I’ll get you something that is stronger that won’t break so easily when we play.”
Giving me a soft smile, he took a hold of the box and open the lid upwards, showing me, I couldn’t help but be in awe.
Inside the box was a simple necklace. A cross hung off of the infinity symbol.
“Turn around,” Zachariah stated, taking the piece out of the box.
I did as I was instructed, turning my back to him ad lifting my hair. As he put the necklace around my neck, the chain was light and cold against my skin.
“Although it seems small, this piece fits you, Avidya,” he whispered, his breath tickling my neck. “I would do something stronger that would be less likely to fall off and break during our play times, but this was meant to be yours. I saw it, and knew I had to get it for you for this purpose alone.”
“I love it,” I spoke, letting my hair fall back in place. “It’s perfect.” I really did like it.
“I thought so too,” Zachariah said, pressing a steaming kiss against my lips after I turned to face him once more.
I knew what would be happening shortly after dinner was finished and cleaned up. I couldn’t wait as my core throbbed in time with my heart beat.
~oOo~
A little over a week later, I found myself sitting across from Kenna in a coffee shop that wasn’t very busy at this late morning hour. The red booths and tables sat along the walls, giving just enough space for anyone to come in and order coffee or tea.
Latte Worldwas a small run business and the owners certainly used whatever little space they could. It was cute in its own way but it would be crowded if a lot of people were to come in. Jonas was able to squish himself by the front door, trying to appear smaller than he was. It was almost funny seeing him try to be small and blend it.
It didn’t work here very well.
Kenna wore her black hair in a loose braid over one sun-kissed shoulder, both hands around her steaming cup of coffee. Before me sat my own cup of flavored hot cocoa, my hands nearly squeezing the cup to death. Good thing that the cup was made of a stronger plastic.
“How have you been?” Kenna asked.
“Good,” I answered, willing my palms to stop sweating.
I wasn’t sure why, but this woman before me made me nervous. She held herself upright as though nothing could ever bring her down. She was strong despite her thin figure. I had been perfectly fine seeing her as my doctor, in her place of work. Now, I wasn’t so sure about this.
Talking with her one on one was a little bit nerve wracking now that I sat here.
“You don’t have to be nervous,” Kenna said, her voice smooth and controlled to try to bring me out of my worry somewhat. “I didn’t force you to meet me here.”
Of course, she didn’t. Zachariah had stated that talking to Kenna would be a good thing. Just getting out of the house would be good for me, despite my unwillingness to do so. I wasn’t the social type of person, though. I would be happy enough just staying at home and doing hardly nothing. Although, doing nothing was starting to get boring. I had been used to keeping myself busy with school work and church affairs. Now, not so much.
“I know,” I sighed out, letting go of my cup and placing my hands in my lap. My knee bounced up and down, luckily not causing any sound while doing so.
“Alright,” Kenna replied. “I’m not going to ask you why you agreed to come, as this clearly wasn’t your idea to meet me here and that’s okay.”
“You’re not upset that I’m…not sure if this is the right thing to do?” I asked, stumbling over my words as I spoke.
