Eventually Damien said “I’ll breakfast in twenty minutes, three egg omelette and toast. I’ll eat in the kitchen.” Then he stretched again and left the gym.
Kate swore under her breath and did her stretches quickly, she felt sticky and the tops of her legs and groin ached badly. Catching sight of her back view in the gym’s mirrors she swore again as she saw how red her bottom was. Hurrying to the kitchen she draped a large apron over her bare body and set about making an omelette. Exactly twenty minutes after he left the gym, Damien entered the kitchen. A pot of coffee, mug toast and cutlery were on the breakfast bar. As he sat down Kate slid an omelette in front of him. Then she stood next to him, looking down. He ate his breakfast without saying a word. As he stood up and went to leave he turned to her and said “I won’t be late tonight. Be ready in the playroom at six o’clock,” then he was gone.
Leaving the kitchen Kate ran up the stairs and flung herself onto her bed, raging at herself. Curling into a ball she stayed there for ages, then her common sense and feistiness took over and she went into the bathroom and ran a bath. As she lay in the sweet smelling bubbles she tried to figure Damien out, he had stopped her punishment because she was too affected by the nipple chains, and he’d admitted that he cared for her, almost admitted that he loved her, was proud of her and wanted to live with her. Then he’d fucked her senseless and still wanted her the next morning. It had been great until Kate had stayed in bed and answered him back.
Then she remembered that he loved all the strong things about her, as long as she was totally submissive just to him. If she took her punishment without an argument, then told him that she was afraid that she loved him, would it help? Could she explain her fear of love sensibly, the fear of being abandoned and the hardness she’d cultivated to protect herself. She knew she had to try or they wouldn’t survive, so getting out of the bath she dried herself and dressed in jeans and sloppy sweater.
Going down stairs she discovered Rose in the kitchen with a stocky plain looking woman.
“Oh Anya this is Miss Collins, one of our employers. This is Anya who comes in on a Monday and Friday to do the heavy jobs.”
Kate smiled and said “Hello Anya, nice to meet you. I was just going to make some tea and toast for myself, Rose.”
“I’ll do it. Go and clean the bathrooms first please Anya.” Rose said as she put the kettle on.
Kate sat down and waited for Anya to leave, then she unburdened herself to Rose, who listened quietly until she’d finished.
“What do you think?” Kate asked worriedly.
“My goodness Kate, where to start? A man becomes a dom because he needs control of his life. From my experience doms are highly sexed, some use it instead of drink or drugs. They are usually very driven and can’t stand the usual niggles and arguments that a man and a woman who are together usually have. Damien has changed his life for you, he sleeps with you in your safe room, and he wants you to move in. But he can’t let you get out of his control. If you argue with him you frighten him, he’s very like you, afraid to love in case he gets hurt.”
“Oh!” was all Kate managed to say.
“You said he almost said he loves you, then this morning you cheeked him and argued with him, the thin edge of the wedge he might think.” Rose washed the kitchen surfaces down as she spoke giving Kate a chance to assimilate what she had said.
Then Kate jumped off the stool and hugged her. “Thank you Rose, I understand. We’re so alike and we didn’t know it because we talked around the subject. I think I know what to do now. Right, I won’t be here for lunch, I’m going to see Belle today. We’re meeting at an old haunt of ours, but I’ll be back well before Damien gets home.”
Going upstairs Kate found the nipple chains on the bedside table and pulling up her top clipped them to her rings. Immediately her womb clenched and she had to cross her legs to control her sex; why was she so sensitive? Well hopefully after today she wouldn’t be.
Grabbing her denim jacket, handbag, car keys and gym stuff she left the house and got into her new car. She was a good driver but this car felt so big and chunky that she took a while to get herself comfortable. Every move she made caused sensations to flood her body and she couldn’t decide whether it was pain or pleasure. Concentrating on her driving took her mind off her body quite well and she discovered that while she was busy she didn’t react so strongly.
Pointing the car in the direction of her health club she quickly started to enjoy the way it performed. She’d been worried that she would have difficulty judging widths and distances in a big car after only having driven a small car, but she needn’t have worried as she steered the car into the outer London traffic.
By the time she got to the club she felt as if she’d been driving it for years. Parking it expertly between two cars she got out feeling pleased with herself. As she walked into the club the feelings in her body intensified as the chains caught against her clothing as she moved. Ignoring the ache in her womb and sex she greeted the receptionist cheerfully.
“Hi Mandy, I wonder if I could see Greg for a few minutes? I’d like to book him three early mornings a week.”
“Hello Kate, haven’t seen you for a while, been away? I’ll page him and find out what he’s doing. Take a seat while I try to find him.”
“Thanks, yes I suppose I have been away. Don’t hurry him, I don’t mind waiting.” Kate said, sitting down on a comfy armchair and picking up a magazine.
After twenty minutes a muscled young man, with shaven head and covered in sweat, hurried into reception. “Kate great to see you; we’ve all been wondering where you were. Everything OK?”
“Everything’s fine Greg, I’ve moved house and been very busy, and to my shame I’ve let my exercise regime go. I was wondering if I could book you to come to our house, Monday, Wednesday and Friday, to get me back in condition. It would have to be six a.m. as I’m working days now.”
“Our house? You’ve got a new fella, who is it? Do I know him?”
“No I wouldn’t think so. The house is in Windsor, do you think you could do it?”
“Yes, but you know it will be pretty pricey.”
“I do, but the cost doesn’t matter, I must get myself back to being extremely fit.” Kate smiled.
Greg took out his organiser and looked through it for a while. “Mmm, yes I’m free. What do you want? An hour or two.”
“I’ll only have time for an hour as I’ll have to leave for work between eight and half past.”
“OK that’s fine, let me take your address. Do you want to start this coming Monday?”
Kate told him her address and said that Monday would be good. Then she asked if he had a few minutes to spare to give her some exercises to firm up her bust.
“God Kate, your boobs couldn’t be any firmer.”
“Yes they could, so I’d like some exercises I can do straight away.”
Shrugging his shoulders Greg led her into the gym and gave her some exercises to do on the exercise ball. Changing quickly in the locker room Kate went into the gym and spent an hour torturing herself on the ball. Red faced and soaked with sweat she persevered until she could control the spasms going through her. Her mother had always told her that her mind could control anything, and she was determined to prove it. At the end of an hour the spasms affecting her sex were still strong but her mind was in control of them.
She had a shower and was pleased to find that her nipples where the rings went in weren’t sore or looking as if the flesh had been damaged by the exercises. She knew it was very soon after having them done, as she’d read that sometimes it could take a year for them to heal properly. Whatever the white coated clinician had used had done a good job, although she had always healed very quickly. If she didn’t wear earrings for a few days those piercings tried to heal over. After her shower she decided to swim a few lengths thin
king how nice it would be to have a pool as well as a gym at home.
Once she was dry and dressed she went to the club shop and bought an exercise ball. She planned to be home by four thirty and use the ball before she went into the playroom. She intended to be everything Damien could want and more; no way was she going to lose him. As well as the ball she bought Kaly a very pretty swimsuit and cap, as she loved her swimming lessons. Then she laughed as she spotted a black tee shirt that said ‘I’m the boss’ on the front, and ‘You’re my slave’ on the back. Picking one in Damien’s size she hoped he’d find it amusing.
As she got into the car she realised that it was almost lunchtime and she’d better hurry or she’d be late. Pulling out into the traffic she was pleased to find that the nipple chains weren’t affecting her at all. High fiving her inner devil she planned how to proceed this evening.
When she managed to park she hurried to the little bistro where she’d arranged to meet Belle. As she entered Belle waved her over to the table she’d managed to get.
“Sorry love. Busy morning and had difficulty parking.”
“No probs babe. It’s a change for me to be waiting for you.”
“Have you ordered?” Kate asked looking at the crowded restaurant.
“Yes, I thought I’d better or we could be here all afternoon, I’ve ordered a chicken and salad baguette and a bowl of twice fried chips between us. Oh, and some sparkling water, can’t drink and drive! How is the new car, and I want to know what’s happening between you and your sex god.”
Kate filled Belle in on what had been a pretty intense time since she’d last seen her. Her friend was both shocked and thrilled in turn. Worried about her friend she quizzed her deeply about everything that had happened between her and Damien. When Kate got to the story of her nipple rings, then what had happened last night then this morning, Belle shook her head “I thought you weren’t going to get in too deep. You both seem to be asking for trouble; what’s happened to my heartless sensible friend.”
“I’ve found a man who makes me feel whole and good about myself. I decided this morning that if I was happy for, oh I don’t know, however long it lasts, then I’m going for it.” Kate said passionately.
“And you’re going to move in with him? How does that work? Both at home and work you’ll have to be submissive all the time. How could you stand that?”
“I won’t be submissive at work, just polite and I’ve lived with him this week and it’s good. He’s funny, caring and thoughtful all the time. How many ordinary men have you met who you can say that about? It’s just a question of getting the rules right and we’re working on that. Please back me up on this Belle, it means a lot if you are on my side. I’m keeping my flat so I’ve got a bolt hole, and I’ve got enough money to see me through for ages.”
Finally their food arrived and they divided up the large baguette and put the chips in the middle of the table.
“Well babe, if that’s what you want then of course I’m with you. I’ll always be here for you; actually I’ve got some news, I’ve booked on a course to brush up my beauty expertise. You know I did it after school, but” Belle shrugged her shoulders “When Kaly came along I needed to make more money. Hopefully by the time she’s old enough to ask questions I’ll be out of the game too. You never know maybe one day I’ll have my own place.”
“Oh I do hope so. You know if I can help---”
“No Kate, thanks but I will do this on my own. You’ve done enough with Kaly’s uni fund.” Belle said firmly. “So, you are acclimatizing to these nipple chains are you? Do you think you’ll be able to cope with it tonight?”
“Yes, I can control my body now” Kate laughed, “whether it will be alright with him near me, I’ll discover later.”
“Well I need to pick Kaly up from school so I’d better go.”
“I’ll take you, I’ve got a present for her and would love to see her. I won’t have long but at least I’ll get a cuddle.” Kate signalled for the bill and managed to get it before Belle.
Once she’d paid they hurried to her car and drove to Kaly’s school, to pick her up. She was thrilled to be picked up in such a big car and chattered nonstop all the way to Belle’s. As soon as she’d given Kaly her present she drove home, fuming at the traffic.
She got home at a quarter to five and hauled the exercise ball to the gym, then she hung Damien’s tee shirt up in her bedroom. Mrs. Jones was putting the finishing touches to a delicious looking fish pie and fresh bread was cooling on a rack.
“Had a nice day?” she asked.
“Lovely, thank you; I’ve got a plan” and Kate told Rose about how she’d tamed the nipple chains.
“Well I hope it works, you deserve to be happy and so does Damien, despite his hang ups.”
Kat hugged her and said “I love you Rose, must go got some exercises to do.”
Heading to the gym she stripped off completely and started the exercises. To start with they had her gasping but after a while she got her head into the zone and even though she pulled and tweaked the chains she had herself under control. At twenty to six she dashed up to the bathroom and showered, rubbing her favourite body lotion all over she paid special attention to her breasts. She quickly pulled her wild hair into one thick plait down the middle of her back and at five to six ran to the playroom.
Laying the handcuffs over the punishment horse she took up a kneeling position by the door, letting the nipple chains lie on her sex. Just after six Damien strode into the room like a panther dressed in his usual low slung sweats; his bare feet padding slowly round her. Bending down in front of her he said “Look at me Katherine.”
Looking into his eyes she saw concern and worry not his usual glint. “Do you understand why we are here? You may answer.”
“Yes master, I was rude and disobedient this morning, I deserve to be punished.”
“Why are you wearing the chains, Katherine?”
“Because I want to carry on with what you stopped last night. It is up to me to use my safe word and you didn’t give me the chance. I want to show you how much I want to be your sub. I’m sorry if I’m out of order but you told me to tell you how I felt or you’d be angry.” Kate said quietly.
Damien frowned then said “Very well, go to the punishment horse.”
Kate did as she was told, trying hard not to tremble. When he was near her it was difficult to maintain her coolness. As he fastened her to the horse Kate forced herself into her cold detached persona.
Finally he bent her over with her arms handcuffed behind her back, then he went to the front of her and taking hold of the nipple chains pulled them down to the hooks on the legs of the horse. As he took up position behind her, Kate took a deep breath and forced her shoulders to stay firmly on the horse. When he started slapping her bottom her sex clenched and she became moist but she had herself well under control and apart from an occasional gasp or yelp she didn’t make a sound.
“Are you alright Katherine?” Damien asked.
“Yes master” she replied evenly.
When he picked up the strap she repeated a mantra over and over and once again gave no more than a yelp or a squeak. When he got to ten Damien once again asked “Are you alright, do you remember your safe word, Katherine?”
She replied “Yes master” through gritted teeth.
After a couple of soft strokes Damien suddenly started to hit harder and when he got to fifteen Kate was starting to lose control. She was so close to an orgasm that she squealed hard at each slap and when Damien threw the strap aside on eighteen she sagged with relief. She could feel him close behind her and his erection was pressing into her; then he took a shaky breath and freed her hands then he took the chains off her nipple rings and finally freed her legs. As she swayed on her feet he picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. When he laid her on her bed, she took
his face between her hands and said “I love you master.”
He gasped and his eyes glinted, then he pulled away and went to fill her bath. When he returned Kate was still lying as he had placed her. As he picked her up she snuggled into him and he put his mouth close to her ear and whispered “Thank you Katherine, I adore you and am so proud that you love me. I understand why you did this tonight and I can honestly say, I love you too.”
The tears came into Kate’s eyes then, and she swallowed hard to stop them taking over. He lay her in the bath then took off his sweats and slid in behind her. Slowly rubbing bath gel over her he caressed her body lovingly, following every dip and curve until Kate was almost in a dream like state.
“It was very brave of you tonight Katherine; you have amazing self control. I’m glad you told me how you felt about me stopping last night without you using your safe word.”
“Damien, I’m going to tell you what I have managed to discover about us today. We have been pussy footing around how we feel about each other because I am afraid to love in case I get hurt and you think that if I know you love me, I’ll lose my need to be submissive to you, then we won’t have the relationship that both of us need. If we get it right it will be the most fantastic relationship anyone could have. I want to give it a go and I pray that you do too; that is why I wanted to carry on last night’s punishment.” When she stopped speaking she held her breath.
When he didn’t speak straight away she thought that she’d blown it, especially when she felt him move as if he was going to get out of the bath. However, he fumbled in the pocket of his sweats then eased back behind her.
“Kate, I too have done a lot of thinking today and come to the conclusion that I don’t want to lose you, whether you are submissive or not. I admit that I’m scared stiff but, yes I want to give it a go. I ordered this when I first realised how important you are to me, and I came to the playroom tonight to tell you that I love you and I wanted you any way I could have you. I hope you like it” and he put his arm round her and showed her a ring box. Then he put his other arm round her and opened it.
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