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Ethan

Lena was heavy in thought on the way back to the Ranch. Call me a liar if I said her processing wasn’t causing me a bit of angst. In the boardroom, I owned it and the win that came with those intense meetings.

With Lena, I felt almost powerless. She had full control of this situation, of me.

Submissives always had the power until they didn’t for whatever reason, in her case, an abusive situation.

With me, I’d given her the space to find what she’d once lost, and since she’d let go during our sensation play, she’d been growing rapidly.

This left me questioning if I was enough for her.

In my heart the answer was yes, but my growth hadn’t been as rapid or as all encompassing as hers.

Yes, I’d managed to move into stillness, and yes, I’d managed to keep things free and clear of control until she was ready to relinquish it to me.

I’d asked her to be mine, in life and as a sub and she’d agreed. So why was I feeling unsettled?

Maybe I should have waited but how could either of us have known Daniel would pop up here. I’d felt him enter the Perk, even before Lena’s eyes shifted to show me he had arrived. He was a snake-oil salesman, slippery and manipulative. A man whose only desire was to be obeyed.

Watching the ever-changing expressions on my girl’s face while she finally set him straight was the best foreplay of my life.

Strong women turned me on, and Lena was definitely a strong woman.

Now, there was a hesitancy between us, one that hadn’t been there on the way to Porter’s Cove.

Was she second guessing her decision to be with me now that she had faced her demon and come out the better for it?

When we got back, I would give her the option to change her mind.

Other than claiming her the way I wanted, on her knees at my feet, there was nothing else I could do.

I’d given her more of me than anyone before.

Meeting her had allowed me to see what my play subs from the past had been saying.

They’d been right, but Lena had changed that for me.

Honoring her, by letting her go was all I had left to give.

I pulled into the parking area and escorted her out of the vehicle.

“Ethan, we need to talk.”

And there it was. What came out of her mouth next would define our steps. I remained still, giving her room to say whatever she needed. She reached for both my hands and stepped closer to me, gazing into my eyes with her pale blue orbs.

“I want to meet the other Ethan.”

That took me completely by surprise and it must have shown on my face because a little smirk tugged at the left corner of her mouth.

“What exactly do you mean by the other Ethan?”

“If we are going to be together and honor this”—she ran her hand over her collar—“then we need to be real and raw with each other. You were there for me and allowed me to grow and gain back a part of myself I thought was gone forever. Now, I want to do the same for you.”

“You mean the boardroom Ethan, the ruthless, dark aspects of self, Ethan?”

She smiled again, her eyes glittering with love.

“Yes. Him. I…” She gulped. “His darker self called to me and made me wet just by his voice. I want a scene where you are in complete control and you do all the dark nasty things I know you wish you could do. I’m no angel and you already make my body sing, but I feel moving forward without us embracing all of you is a mistake. ”

This woman, she may not be an angel, but she was so perfect she could have been sent by the gods. I hadn't shown anyone that other aspect of myself except for in the boardroom. Could she handle it? Could I? She was right regardless, it had to happen.

“Okay. I agree but with one promise from you.”

“Anything.”

“After, if you want to run from me, I want you to. I love and respect you enough to let you go. So, if I’m too much for you, my permission is granted for you to walk, no questions asked.”

Her gaze bore into mine, as if already memorizing my face before leaving me. “Agreed. Now let’s go, just talking about dark Ethan makes me slick with need.”

We walked hand- in-hand to my cabin, a silence building, strengthening our wills to go through with what I felt was a test to end or begin our lives together.

When the cabin door closed, I opened. “From now on you will call me Sir, or Master. You will not speak unless spoken to first. I will check in and expect you to answer me fully. If you break any of these rules you will be punished. Is that understood?”

Her pupils dilated. “Yes, Sir.”

“Go to our room and prepare for me. You have five minutes.” Lena left and I heard the bathroom door close a moment later.

I was excited, hard as a rock in my pants.

I toed off my shoes and got naked, leaving everything at the door for Lena to put away.

It was a simple opening protocol that many subs found relaxing.

It prepared them mentally to follow my lead.

Right at the five-minute mark I stepped through the door to find Lena on the floor at the end of our bed. Her breasts slightly thrust forward due to her marginally arched back which came with the presentation position she was in.

Naked except for the collar around her slim neck she made quite a sight. Her head was bowed, her gaze at my feet. “Look at me,” I commanded in that same boardroom gruff demanding tone I’d used on both phone calls she’d overheard.

Her gaze found mine, her eyes shining with a light that hadn't been there before.

It was adoration. Fuck! She looked at me like the sun set and rose where I stood.

No way would I let her down. “This is your last chance to bow out and leave. Once you answer, there is no leaving, there is no running, only fulfilling my desires. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I’m not kidding, Lena, after this point I’m the other Ethan as you like to call him.

You are in no danger, and I will not hurt you, but I will bring you to that edge as often as I please.

After this, there are no take backs until the end.

Then you will accept what has been placed around your neck, or you will leave, and that is your choice alone to make. ”

Lena’s eyes shone and she wrapped her arms around my calves, hugging herself to me.

I’d never experienced such reverence in all my time and had only witnessed it once.

I’d been envious at the time of the perfection of that couple’s passion and commitment for each other.

Never in a million years had I ever thought I would experience it myself. I was in awe.

I wanted to tell her to stop. That this was enough, everything I’d always wanted and then some, but I’d made an agreement. I’d show her my other side and trust that when our scene ended, the love and devotion she’d just shown me would still be there.

“Good girl,” I husked, gentling my hand in her tangled mop.

“On your knees.” Lena immediately complied.

I fisted my cock and tapped her lips. “Open for your Master.” She moaned and opened for me, her tongue sliding out to flick the bead of cum off my tip.

I gripped her hair, and thrust into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and held my cock there until she stopped squirming and gasping.

“That’s it, Lena, breathe through your nose, soften your throat for me.” She did and I slid down until I was fully seated between her puffy bow lips. “You look so fucking hot, did you know that? You’re mine aren’t you, little girl, all mine to do with as I please and please me you will.”

Her lips stretched wide, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth while stuffed with my cock was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I gripped her hair on both sides of her head and slowly fucked her mouth and throat. Her eyes were wide, but her pupils were dilated and there was no panic.

“That’s it, worship my cock.” My dirty words had her moaning around my length setting off tiny vibrations that drove me mad with lust. I was getting dangerously close to spilling down her throat.

I pulled my cock free. Lena moved to wipe her lips.

“No. I like seeing your spit and my precum smeared on your beautiful mouth.”

She stopped and eyed me with interest like she’d never seen me before, and in a way, she hadn’t.

“Come to your feet and climb on the bed.” I had one more hole to claim on Lena’s body, one that none but me would ever have if I had my way.

“Eyes closed, bottom up.” She did what she was told, and I admired her perfect ass before I got to work grabbing what I would need to make this as comfortable as possible.

I lubed up her puckered back hole and slid a tiny plug inside. “Turn around and sit down.” She did, screwing up her face when the plug made contact with the bed. I held one of my ties. I wrapped it around her head effectively blinding her. It would ignite her senses.

“Stand up.” She did and I bent her over the side of the bed tucking a pillow under her hips.

I rubbed and squeezed her cheeks until she was practically writhing, needing more.

I spanked her then several times at a moderate intensity.

She arched her back begging for more. From my closet, I’d grabbed one of my belts.

I would need to check in with her throughout to make sure she wasn’t triggered.

I folded it in half and tapped her ass lightly. “Lena, this is my belt. Do you trust me to bring you pleasure with this?”

Without any hesitation she answered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” I placed a vibrating egg inside her slick entrance. I love controlling orgasms and she would learn to cum only when I allowed it. Between the heat from the leather, the plug in her bottom and the egg, she would be writhing with pleasure in no time.