Taste of Her

by Candis Vargo

  I smiled in response.

  We spent the evening together on the couch, just talking and laughing. It was nice having no sound in the house other than each other’s voices. Some of the best memories are made when electronics are off.

  Jax was ordered to do a couple petty things like give us each a massage, paint our toe nails, and we may have used him as a coffee table once or twice.

  If there was one thing I learned about her through that experience, it was that she wasn’t as tough as she wanted everyone to think. Sure, she was one hell of a Dominatrix and lawyer…but I could tell that a part of her also wanted to be Dominated, not by just anyone, but by the one. And she was searching for that person.

  Just as I had finished my thought, Tru said, “I want to take you out sometime.”

  “What? Like, on a date?”

  “Yeah. Is that okay?” For someone who was a lawyer, she looked pretty damn nervous asking me out.

  “Yeah,” I smiled. “That’d be nice.”

  I was done with men, that was a given. I never wanted to date another man again…but I never said I was done with women.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  The following Friday, Tru made plans for us to go out. I’ve been to a lot of different clubs and have been on a few dates…but she unquestionably topped the list. We sat in a small bar in the center of the city. It was amateur comedy night so we laughed the night away.

  There was something about the way she smiled, the way it lit up every inch of her face and even shined through her eyes. I didn’t see her like that too often. Her tone was serious at Silencio’s as well as with her career but with me…I got to see a side of her that she didn’t show a lot of people.

  And I can say the same for her.

  When I was with her I felt free. I wasn’t concerned with what people were thinking about me or worried if they stared at me. Towards the end of the night I was even out on the dance floor dancing as I had only done in the comfort of my home.

  We had a few drinks in us and I was more than ready to go back to my place with her. I gave Jax strict instructions on how to be when we got there. I had a fun night of cock and ball bondage and torture planned for us.

  I walked up to Tru and placed my hands on her shoulders. Leaning in I whispered, ‘Let’s get out of here,’ as I gave her my seductive smile. Tru set her drink down on the bar and stood up, her eyes anxious.

  Nearing the exit a large man in a button down plaid tee shirt stepped in front of us and eyed me.

  “You and your lady friend leaving so soon,” he asked.

  “Excuse me,” I said as I stepped to the side, trying to walk around him.

  He stepped in the same direction, not letting me through.

  “Awe, come on,” his breath reeked of alcohol. “I just wanna ask if I can get you and your…sister? A drink.”

  “I’m sorry but we’re leaving and she clearly isn’t my sister. She’s my…my friend.”

  Instantly I regretted those words as I could feel Tru’s eyes on me.

  “Alright, alright,” the man held his hands up and stepped aside. “They’re just friends, guess next round’s on me,” he yelled to his buddies across the bar.

  How could they tell that we were more than friends? We didn’t kiss or hold hands or anything of the sort in there…

  We walked to Tru’s car in silence, a swarm of emotions going through me. Though I was embarrassed that somehow people managed to catch on to the fact that Tru and I were more than friends but my heart ached for the hurt I know I had caused Tru. The light that was within her eyes only a few minutes ago went completely out.

  The ride to my house was as silent as the walk to the car. I was at a loss for what to say. I’ve never been in a situation like this before…I never hurt anyone like that. I know what she wanted me to say but the thought of people knowing that I’m…Bisexual, gay, whatever you want to call it, made my heart race and my palms grow sweaty. For a moment it felt like I couldn’t breathe as I began to have a hot flash and my hands trembled.

  When Tru parked in front of my place she set her hand on my leg.

  “Hey…hey,” her voice soothing. “It’s okay. Just breathe and remember that it’s over with.”

  Though she was hurt she understood what I was going through and was trying to soothe me. I should be soothing her…

  A few moments later I tried to speak. “Tru…listen, I’m so sorry about tha-”

  “It’s okay Liz. Really. I’ve been there too so I understand.”

  “But you’re hurt…I hurt you. I didn’t mean to…”

  “I know,” she placed her elbow on her car door and rested her head in her hand. “I just…Liz I really like you. I do. I just can’t do this right now.”

  My heart sank into my stomach as the blood rushed out of my face. “What? Are we…are you breaking up with me over that?”

  “Liz,” Tru sighed. “You have to be a couple in order to break up.”

  My eyes filled with tears, now she was the one doing the hurting.

  “I didn’t mean it to come out like that…you’re not ready for this Liz. Just give it time...”

  “Give what time?”

  “I don’t know. Everything? I just can’t right now, okay?”

  I sucked in the ounce of pride I had left and opened the door. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, letting a single tear fall down my cheek as I got out of the car. After closing the car door, I didn’t bother to look behind me as I walked to the front door.

  It takes a lot for me to cry…I can hold things up inside of me for a long time but if too much happens in a short amount of time, then I cry. I wasn’t about to let her see me cry.

  Once I closed the entry door behind me, I walked down the hall a ways before I fell to my knees and cried.

  I don’t know why I cried. She was right. We weren’t even a real couple. I haven’t been close to her for long so why was I crying? She was just a friend…just someone I knew. But god those eyes…that smile. The sound of her laugh echoed in my head and I longed for her gentle touch.

  A touch I didn’t know if I was ever going to get again.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  I gathered myself together and wiped my face before walking to my apartment. No doubt Jax would know I was just crying. My eyes were puffy and probably red.

  Not very Dominate, I thought.

  As I entered my apartment Jax was exactly where he was supposed to be, having heard me unlocking the door and taking it as the sign to get ready. He was on his hands and knees with a black collar wrapped around his neck. A metal chain hung down from it and gathered on the floor. In front of him laid a humbler and my go-to crop along with some rope and some ball weights.

  I was going to let Tru pick her poison…

  “Get up,” I breathed out, trying to keep my voice from shaking. “Run me a bath.”

  Standing up, Jax glanced at me real quick before he rushed off to the bathroom. I gathered the clothing I would sleep in and sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off my shoes. When the water was ready Jax came in as a way to let me know.

  I took the leash and collar off of him and in turn he began to undress me. I pulled my hair over my shoulder and let him unzip the back of my dress. Sliding it off of my shoulders, the dress fell to the floor. He caressed my curves as he slid down to my hips and removed the black, lace undergarment. In one swift movement, Jax swept me up into his arms. As he carried me into the bathroom I could see the look of concern in his eyes.

  Reaching the bathroom, Jax gently laid me down into the bath tub. I sat up, hugging my knees as Jax took a loofa and began washing my back.

  “Mistress,” his voice was soft. “May I speak freely?”

  I didn’t trust my voice so I simply nodded.

  “I’m not sure what happened and it’s not my place to know, but I know Tru…What she’s given to you is something she’s never given anyone. She’s an old soul and she’s full of pride. Being hers, she would want to scream it to the worl
d…because she’d be proud.

  “She’s weary of rejection and if she’s scared something won’t work out how she wants it to, she runs. She runs and she runs fast. You just have to be brave enough to chase her.”

  “I’m scared,” I whispered. “Not scared to be with her and I really don’t care what people think…it’s just the whole unwanted attention crap…and how will I fit in the world? Will I lose business? Will I-”

  “Stop,” Jax said as he gently grabbed my chin, turning my face towards him. “You are amazing. You’re beautiful. You only get one life to live, why not live it happy? Look at you…you’re a hot ass FemDom that most men, and women, wouldn’t be able to handle. That confidence you get in the club…use it all the time. Fuck people. Fuck society.”

  He was right and I knew it…I had to find a way to let it all go. The fear, the anxiety…

  “Well apparently you want to fuck something,” I nodded towards his caged cock.

  He smiled and I was relieved to change the conversation.

  “Yes, Mistress. You are a sight to be seen,”

  I leaned back in the tub returned the smile. “Underneath the candle on the sink,” I said.

  Jax rose up and went to retrieve the item I directed him to. He came back holding the key to his chastity.

  A part of me felt guilty for continuing to play with Jax with what’s going on with me and Tru, but I knew that Tru was just like me when it came to real life and play time. We were both able to keep them separate to avoid any unnecessary circumstances.

  “Since you were expecting a fun filled night, I’ll let you out of the cage but you have to edge yourself for me,” he cocked a half smile and began to unlock his cage.

  Once he was free from the cage I put the length of him into my mouth so he had some lubrication. I stared into his eyes as he stroked his cock with no visual aid except for my body. It only took him a few strokes before the head of his cock was engorged, wanting to explode.

  Giving him a sinful grin, I stepped out of the tub and let him dry me off with a towel before having him follow me into the living room. I grabbed the rope and began wrapping it around his cock and balls. Wrapping it tighter, I laced it around his balls until I was satisfied, leaving the majority of his cock out of the rope. His hard cock let me know how much he enjoyed it.

  Taking my crop, I smacked it against his balls a few times before I directed him to sit in the wooden chair.

  I tied his hands behind the back of the chair and his ankles to the legs of it. I wanted to be sure that he couldn’t move…that he was under my control. Once finished I grabbed my ball gag and placed it in his mouth and strapped it behind his head.

  I put my mouth on his cock to wet it again before sliding myself down upon it, straddling him.

  “You can’t cum until I say so, do you understand?”

  Jax nodded his head.

  I didn’t waste any time. I hungrily bounced on his cock, bringing myself to orgasm upon orgasm. Our bodies were covered in a thin sheen of sweat, I laced my fingers in what little bit of hair Jax had on his head and pulled his head backwards.

  “Do you want to cum,” I teased.

  He frantically nodded.

  “You’re lucky I’m yearning for the feeling of hot cum inside of me…cum for me,” I nibbled on his earlobe, tasting the saltiness of the sweat and he exploded inside of me. I kept riding him, making sure he got every last bit of cum out. He let out muffled moans as he began to tremble underneath me.

  I stopped moving and his shudders stopped. Reaching behind his head I unstrapped the ball gag, freeing his mouth. “You okay,” I asked.

  “Yes, Mistress,” he spoke softly.

  Still staying on him I leaned into him, my breasts against his slick chest, and untied his hands.

  “That was just me saying thank you…” I smiled.

  “Thank you, Mistress.”

  CHAPTER NINE

  Monday evening I closed the bakery down early. I only had one chance to get this right with Tru and I knew it. I wasn’t about to let it pass me by.

  I did my best to get most of the flour out of my hair and threw it up in a sloppy bun. I hurried down to the courthouse and stood outside at the bottom of the steps. My palms were sweaty and my body was trembling.

  Jax had done some digging for me and told me that Tru would be leaving the court house around this time so I impatiently paced back and forth, waiting. I felt sick to my stomach thanks to my nerves and did everything in my power to keep from talking myself out of this.

  Nearly twenty minutes passed and I was still nervous as hell but when I looked up at the doors at the top of the stairs and saw her…it went away. My hands stilled and my stomach filled with butterflies.

  She was elegant in her gray pencil skirt and loose blouse, talking among her colleagues. Where others saw the face of a lawyer…I saw the soft and sensitive woman I had hurt.

  I ran to the top of the stairs and slowed to a stop behind her. One of her female colleagues looked at me and nodded with a slight smile and Tru turned around.

  “Liz,” her breath caught.

  There were so many things I had wanted to say, so many words I rehearsed in my head to tell her…but the only thing I could manage to do was to embrace her face in my hands and press my lips against hers. The world around us faded and soon it was just the two of us. I don’t know how long we kissed for, but I just knew that I didn’t want to take my hands off of her.

  I could have kissed her forever.

  When we did part the coworker that had smiled at me said, “Finally,” as she held her hand out for me. “I’m Sam, Tru’s associate and you have got to be Liz,” her smile grew.

  “Um, yeah,” I shook her hand.

  “Ugh, thank god. I have heard so much about you and I have to say, it’s nice to see this chick smile again.”

  “I…um, thanks?”

  The porcelain tone of Tru’s skin changed as a soft pink glow formed on her cheeks.

  “Ok, welp. I’m heading home,” she pointed at the both of us as she walked backwards. “Drinks, my house, Thursday night. Be there.”

  Tru laughed. There was the laughter I had missed, the one that haunted me for the past two days.

  “She’s definitely something.”

  Grabbing Tru’s hands I looked her in the eyes.

  “I can’t stand even the thought of being without you, Tru. I don’t want to lose you and I never want to hurt you again, especially like that.”

  “This weekend sucked for me too,” she attempted a smile. “I really like you Liz and I know my feelings are only going to get stronger….”

  “I just kissed you in public…didn’t I?”

  Tru laughed again, “Yes, yes you did.”

  “Then I propose we become an official couple and we let those feelings get stronger.”

  “Sounds great to me.”

  I leaned in and gave her another kiss before I whispered, “By the way, Jax is at my place prepared for what he missed out on after our date.”

  “Well then, shall we go to your place then?”

  We walked hand in hand down the steps in front of the court house, not worrying about what people were thinking.

  There comes a time in your life when you have to be true to yourself and what you want. It’s not like I didn’t know I was into women…I’ve been into them for a long time. I just didn’t want the world to know. Not knowing what kind of ridicule I would receive and how people would treat me.

  But then someone comes along…and that someone is worth it all. They’re worth the risk and the fear and they will be right beside you along the way. Of course things will change, it’d be naive to think things wouldn’t…but sometimes change can be a good thing.

  It was change that led me to Tru.

  Change that opened me up.

  Change that made it okay for me to let the world know, that I am gay.

  I knew I’d learn to cope with the change.

  And I’m sure J
ax was excited for this change. He thoroughly enjoyed the idea of having two Dom’s.

  And the night we had planned for him…his cock and balls were bound to be sore for a week.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Growing up on an old dirt road in the middle of nowhere, as a child Candis used her love for books as a way to escape reality (and her brother constantly trying to kill her--literally). She blames her love of all things Horror on being born on Friday the 13th and will always find joy in scaring her friends.