Stupid nerves.
“No,” Kenna laughed lightly. “You don’t seem the type to back down on anything, least of all something your Dom would mention to you.”
“He’s not my Dom,” I said, quickly shaking my head.
“He is a Dom, and just because he doesn’t take that role in your life yet, he’s still one,” Kenna said. “But in a sense, he is your Dom either way. He makes sure that you come first in everything he does. And that necklace is a statement that he is, in fact, your Dom.”
“I thought that was just for…the bedroom stuff,” I muttered, confused.
“He’s hardly explained anything,” Kenna nearly growled out. “Okay, here’s the deal. I’ll talk; you listen. Afterward, if you have any questions I’ll answer.” She folded her arms on top of the table, her drink forgotten.
“Okay,” I said, my mouth forming an O. I wondered what I had just gotten myself into.
“As you know, I am a Domme. I like taking control, but it’s much more than that. Any Dominate in this case, always makes sure that the submissive is well taken care of. Not just sexually, but also mentally and physically,” she began.
“I’m sure that Zachariah makes sure you are healthy inside and out by eating correctly, exercising, and getting enough sleep. He takes care of you in every way that he possibly can. It does take time for any Dom to learn how a sub behaves and reacts to different situations. We have to tread lightly in everything we do, learning the reactions of those that are subs.”
“For some, it comes more naturally. Like you, for instance, probably automatically know when Zach uses a certain tone with you when he talks, and you react to it. Think of the difference between how a parent talks to a child when they are in trouble, or with love. It’s the same, in a way.
“With both of our jobs, we have to read facial reactions and how someone holds themselves. That’s how we know what to say, or even how to move. Doms care deeply and like to take as much stress away from the sub as possible.
“Don’t get me wrong, the sub has total control over the relationship. Subs, like you, even if you are not using that name as what you are, can put a stop to everything with a simple word. It’s all about your needs, wants, and desires. The Dom will do anything to make sure that everything is to your liking.
“Yes, the Dom may state his own needs and wants, but yours are always at the forefront of his mind. You always come first. Am I making sense so far?”
“Sure?” I blinked. I sort of was grasping it all, but it was so much to take in. I knew some things, but knew that there was still so much more to it all than just the sexual aspect of it. So much more.
“Let me ask you this—what do you like from Zach on a normal day to day basis?” Kenna asked, her voice turning motherly towards me.
I opened my mouth to answer, but stopped, thinking over the question. I knew she meant more than what was seen on the surface. So, what did I like that Zachariah did almost every day? I couldn’t name just one thing; it was impossible.
“He takes the time at the end of the day to listen. Not just out of responsibility to do so, but because he really cares about how my day went,” I finally answered. I still second guessed myself on if that was the right answer or not.
“Other than that being him, that is one of the many things that a Dom should do, no matter if it’s in the relationship you two are in or not,” Kenna spoke, seemingly happy with my response. “Communication is always the biggest issue when it comes to any relationship, though. Anything else that you can think of?”
“Well, everything,” I laughed awkwardly. I placed my hands back to my now lukewarm cup of cocoa.
“I’ve had subs that have been easy to please, and others not so much. Sometimes, two people are able to click right away. Like you and Zach. You two may not have a normal relationship, even compared to vanilla couples, but you two are meant for each other,” Kenna smiled, putting me at ease.
“Did he explain why he collared you?” Kenna asked.
“Not really. Just that he wanted to show the world I was his,” I laughed out in an answer.
“I swear, that man is gonna dig his own grave,” she muttered out. Louder, “Collaring not only shows that someone cares, but also to show other Doms that you are off limits. It doesn’t matter what your relationship is, but no other Dom can touch you without being punished. Doms have rules we should respectfully follow too. Respect always goes both ways.
“I’m always here if you want to talk about anything and maybe we can have Travis and Zach tag along sometime. I think it would really do you some good.”
“Yeah, Zachariah said the same thing,” I muttered.
“Of course he would,” Kenna stated with amusement. She paused, taking a sip of her drink before speaking again. “So, when should I expect you in to get another depo shot? You needed one a few weeks ago.”
I had totally spaced getting another shot with everything had been going on. It felt like a lifetime ago when I had gotten one when in reality was a few months.
“That would certainly be one of your husband’s wishes,” Kenna stated. “Give my office a call tomorrow and I’ll get you in as soon as possible. Of course, I’ll have to do a blood test to make sure that you aren’t pregnant, but certainly Zachariah would have used protection anyway. He’s known to use it, no matter if you are on birth control or not.”
My cheeks flushed red as I ducked my head. “No,” I answered.
“Oh,” Kenna said, surprised. “Alright then.”
