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Story: The Submissive
She wanted Helen to own her.
Every time Helen spanked her, the muscles in that area contracted, and the next thing Monique knew her thighs were so wet that she felt the fringes of Heaven within her grasp. And every time Helen smacked her ass, teased her thighs, and grabbed her hips? Yes, that was bliss. A bliss that Monique never wanted to let go.
“Have I told you how much I love you?” Helen yanked on the leash, bringing Monique’s head up. Her hair fell to her side, and Helen was there, pulling that too. “Because I do. I love you unlike any other woman I’ve ever loved before.”
Even more than the woman who broke your heart?
“Do you love me?”
She had been told that this was the time to be loud. “Yes, Helen.” Her caress against Monique’s cheek felt as good as the smacks on her ass. “I love you.”
“I’m glad.” Now her touch was gentle on Monique’s bottom. “Tell me how much you love me now.”
No words formulated. Not when the leash spanked her, just like that first night they were together months ago.
When the pain subsided, Monique muttered, “I love you, Helen.”
She wasn’t lying, but she was tired. Her body was on the verge of being spent, even though another orgasm built up in the pit of her stomach and threatened to break free if Helen kept up the spanking. She knew she was being saved for one last thing.
A woman trying to get aroused for a fourth time in the span of two hours faced her own challenges. If spanking Monique’s ass bright pink helped her get there, then she had no qualms!
“I love you, too, Princess.” Helen stood beside the bed, undressing the last of her clothing before dumping them unceremoniously on the ground. “That’s why I want you the way I do. Because you and I are two sides of that same coin. Yin, yang… all that. We need balance, and we give that to one another.”
Naked, Helen crawled onto the bed with Monique, the straps still on but the toy swapped out. The one now equipped was smaller, slimmer, and flared at the base. Helen absentmindedly touched it while speaking. “Can I tell you something? I’ve nevermet a sub like you before. You know exactly what you want and aren’t ashamed of it. You’ve wanted all of this, haven’t you?”
“Yes.” Monique sounded pitiful yet felt anything but. “This is exactly what I want.”
“Good. I need to hear that once in a while. I need you to hear that you can say no anytime. I’ll punish you for a lot of things, but not for that.”
“Helen…” Monique broke out of her submissive headspace and turned to her. “I’m not afraid of you. If you do something I don’t like, I’ll tell you. I know my safe word.”
“I know. I like that I don’t have to worry about accidentally pushing you too far.” Helen bent down low enough to kiss her lips, that touch as gentle as the air.
“I want it.” Monique trembled against Helen’s lips. “I want you to take me. Take all of me to that place. I want you to. Only two women have seen me in that place before. I want you to be the third. And last.”
“I understand.”
“Helen?”
She stopped on the edge of the bed. “Yes?”
“Thank you.” Tears threatened to well in Monique’s eyes. Tears of happiness – and a little from the pain still spreading through her body. “For everything.”
“No, my sweet Princess.” Helen’s touch ran down Monique’s spine. “I should be the one thanking you.”
Helen had a different way of thanking the women she loved. Monique already knew this, but it manifested now when she pulled herself onto the bed and settled behind her partner.
Monique did not expect her to enter her so hard and so quickly.
Indeed, she had not expected Helen to take her there at all. A place she had already marked that day… not that Monique was complaining.
Monique shoved her face into the pillow and muffled her moans once more. Helen told her to be loud and grateful, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She was too enthralled by the way Helen so easily made love to every hole in her body.
She knew it would be short-lived. Shortly after Helen started, she stopped. When she pulled out, she said, “Close your eyes and hold this position. I’ll be right back.”
Monique did as told… but now her legs shook in anticipation.
Sure enough, something wet and cold landed on the top of her ass only a minute later.
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