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And something flared and hard filled her center, causing her to gasp into the pillow.

“Hold it.” Helen waited until Monique had the vibrator securely inside her before releasing it from her hand.Ten years of Kegel exercises are about to mean something.Helen didn’t have to tell Monique to keep it in or suffer the consequences.

Whatever Helen did in those two minutes between commanding her and walking away, Monique had no idea. She didn’t want to know – not because the truth would possibly scare her, but because she wanted to keep it a surprise.

Well, few things were more surprising than suddenly feeling one’s Domme finger her ass with warm lube.

“You all right, my love?” Helen asked, her finger deep inside Monique. “I can stop.”

Monique jerked on her restraints. “Yes. I mean…” Pain, sweet pleasure shot up her spine and through her skin. “I’m fine.”

“You tell me if you want me to stop.”

She tried to withhold a laugh, but it came through anyway, her hot breath smacking back into her face as it ricocheted off the pillow. “You continue to underestimate me, Ms. Warner.”

“Then do you want me to take you here as well?”

What in the world was she waiting for? Monique’s birthday? Christmas? Black Friday? “I want you to take me everywhere, Mistress.”

Her core struggled to keep the vibrator inside of her, but Monique persisted, her muscles there tightening in strength while her ass gradually opened to take the slimmer strap-on..

She was glad that Helen long gave her permission to be loud. How else could Monique respond but by moaning so loudly that her chest shook? Helen was slow and gentle, but it was still intense. Monique hadn’t taken it like that in a long time. It was one thing to have regular sex after a while. This kind? Both her mind and body had to readjust to what they thought they knew about her physiology.

“That’s it.” Helen’s breath was ragged, but she managed to find the words to coax Monique to take more of her. “Are you enjoying this?”

Monique released some kind of sound into the pillow, but it certainly wasn’t in English.

“Don’t be shy.” Helen pulled her hair again, forcing Monique’s head up and her moans into the open air. “Go ahead and tell me how much you love it.”

It took a while for Monique’s brain to connect with her voice, especially with the sensation of the vibrator between her legs and Helen’s strap-on thrusting into her ass. The moment she heard her groans erupt from her throat, loud and powerful, Monique agreed.

“Oh my God!” She tried to collapse onto the pillow, but Helen still held her hair and pulled with half her strength. “I can’t…”

“You can’t what?” A firm hand smacked her hard against the ass. Monique shrieked, eyes slamming shut as the white light claimed her vision like Helen claimed her sub’s ass. “You can’t believe what a beautiful submissive you are right now? Because I can hardly believe it either.”

Beautiful? Maybe. Submissive? Definitely. Monique rarely got to feel this taken, this controlled, and this much at the whim of a woman. To have the amount of trust she had in Helen right now on top of that? Delirious.

“Please…” Her breath heaved in her chest, her whole body on the verge of falling over the edge of something wonderful. “Please claim my ass, Mistress.”

“Do you want that?” Helen pulled harder. “Because I fucking will… and then every part of you will be mine.”

Yes, yes…Monique wanted every part of her body to belong to Helen. A woman could give her heart, but it was a Domme who took her body.The problem is finding a woman you can trust with that…The closer Helen took her to her favorite place, the more Monique began to believe that she could love and trust freely once more.

“I want it!” The white light was upon her, a surge of endorphins opening her mind and elevating her consciousness to a safe, warm place that was only rivaled by… by…

Pure, unadulterated love.

Helen pulled her sub’s hair the hardest yet, raising Monique’s chest and forcing her to look at the ceiling. Her throat made a sound she had yet to utter. Something raw, something powerful, and something that claimed every part of her body.

Just as Helen’s warmth filled her a final time, Monique succumbed to the shadows dragging her away from the light. The light went out.

Darkness claimed her.

She awoke sometime later, her body free to move but too tired to do so. She lay on her side, facing the wall.How…?

A tender hand touched her skin, Helen’s warm breath pushing into her ear. “Welcome back,” she whispered, limbs wrapping protectively around Monique. She was still naked, unlike Helen. “I missed you while you were gone.”

Monique leaned into her embrace, overcome by the musk of her body and the breadth of her palms as they cradled her breasts and squeezed her arm. “How long was I out?’