The Other End of the Leash

by NJ Cole

  She looked up from the menu and her smile was huge.

  “You said you like shrimp, so what about the scampi or the fettuccini alfredo with shrimp?”

  The waitress returned with a bottle of Riesling, two glasses of water and two empty wine glasses. She opened the bottle in front of me and then poured two glasses. “Are you ready to order?”

  I nodded. To her and asked, “If you were to get a shrimp dish, which would you order?”

  “Me?” the sever asked. “I’d get the coconut shrimp. They’re the best, but I’d recommend the seafood sampler. It’s got a few kinds of shrimp, scallops, a few crab legs, salmon. It’s meant for two.”

  “Does that sound good?” I asked Raven and she nodded. I looked back at the waitress. “Great. We’ll take that for her and I’ll have the surf and turf, my steak medium rare, a baked potato and a salad. She would also like a salad.”

  “What kind of dressing?”

  “I’d like ranch.”

  She looked at Raven.

  “Italian, please.”

  With that, the waitress was gone. I knew Raven’s dinner was going to be huge, but I wanted her to enjoy it, so I’d ordered it for her. Some people might think it was awful for a man to order for a woman, but I loved doing it. It had become a habit, one Kennedy hated. I’d only made the mistake of ordering for her once. Most women loved it though.

  With the waitress gone again, I picked up my glass of wine. Raven did the same. “To trying new things.” I touched my glass to Raven’s then pulled back and took a sip.

  Raven took a sip too and smiled. “It’s sweet,” she said.

  I nodded. “Yes. It’s a bit sweet. It should go well with your shrimp and fish.”

  She continued to sip the wine, and had a bit of the bread the waitress brought over while we waited for our food. Raven ate her salad and then we both gasped when the large platter of food was set down in front of her. The two of us together, couldn’t have finished the entire thing.

  My steak and lobster was delicious.

  Raven seemed to love her plate as well. She tried the different shrimp and then looked at the crab legs.

  “Want me to show you?”

  “Yes, please,” she said softly.

  I helped her to use the crackers. I liked putting my hands over hers and helping her get out the tender meat. I was even able to feed her a few pieces of it. When my hands moved to her mouth, she licked my fingers and sighed. It was a brief moment of the familiar amongst all of the newness.

  When we’d both eaten so much we couldn’t eat anymore, dinner was over. There was no way we were going to finish our food. The waitress boxed it up. We could have dinner at least once more, probably twice more with what we’d both left on our plates.

  It seemed ridiculous to even consider dessert, but I’d seen Raven’s eyes light up when dessert had been taken past us to another table. “Before we get the check, I’d like to get dessert.” I pointed to the table on the other side of the restaurant. “What is that, with the strawberries?”

  The waitress nodded. “That’s our specialty. It’s a vanilla bean cheesecake with whipped cream and strawberries on a shortbread crust.”

  “One of those please.”

  “Two spoons?” The waitress asked.

  “Just one,” I responded.

  I had every intention of sharing the dessert. Well, I had every intention of feeding the dessert to Raven.

  She liked it as much as I hoped she would, and I liked feeding it to her far more than I thought I would.

  I caught a few of the couples watching the two of us, and one even mimicked us, the man, feeding his wife some food off of his plate.

  After paying the check and walking out with more food than anyone should have for a left over the waitress said to us, “Come back soon.”

  “We will,” I responded without thinking. I’d been having such a good time, I’d nearly forgotten that Raven would be leaving in a few days. I might come back to the restaurant, but not with her. Who was I kidding? I’d never come back her again. The place would be full of memories of her.

  The drive home was quick and before I knew it, we were pulling into the driveway. When I stopped the car, she waited so I could open the door for her. We walked up to the porch and I took her hand, turning her so that we were standing face to face. “Raven, I had a wonderful time tonight. I loved getting to know you and I hope, if you liked it too, that we can do that again sometime.”

  She smiled and nodded. “I’d like that, too,” she said.

  I leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. It was nothing more, just like a first date kiss, an ironic first date kiss of a woman I’d fucked a dozen times. I didn’t want the kiss to end, but I knew it had to.

  “Thank you for tonight. I had a wonderful time,” she said, turning toward the house, a big smile on her face.

  Just before she walked inside, I called out to her, “Raven!”

  She stopped and turned.

  “I um...about my bed. I hate making you sleep in it. You seem so much better, if you want to sleep in your crate, that’s fine with me.” She nodded. “But, I do love you sleeping in bed with me. If you like it, you’re welcome to stay.”

  She nodded again and walked into the house.

  I’d had all of that time to talk to her, and I hadn’t asked her some of the important things I really wanted to know. Like if she wanted to sleep in the bed, what kinds of food she really liked, what did she like to do for fun and most importantly, did she like the kind of life that she led?

  It was too late now. I followed her into the house. “Why don’t you go get ready for bed? I’m going to put this in the fridge and check my phone. I’ll be up in a few minutes.

  After making space in the fridge for the left overs, I checked my phone and headed up stairs. I took a deep breath standing outside of my bedroom door. It hadn’t been necessary for me to tell Raven she was allowed to sleep in her crate again. In fact, part of me wished I’d been selfish and not mentioned it. I loved sleeping with her, but it bothered me every night to think that the only reason she was there was because I was making her be there.

  I opened the door, expecting to see her in the crate, but to my surprise, she was still in the bed. She’d removed her dress from dinner and was nude with the exception of the bright pink tail.

  Her eyes followed me as I walked across the room and the entire time I removed my clothing. When I was nude and had reached the edge of the bed, her eyes moved from my face to my cock and back to my face.

  I wished I knew what she was thinking. I already missed her communicating with me. On the other hand, she was wearing the tail, indicating she’d taken on the submissive role again. As her Master, I could command her to do anything I wanted without regard for what she did. That wasn’t me though. I wanted to know what she was comfortable with.

  I climbed into bed and she moved closer to me. I wanted to take her into my arms and fuck her for hours, but I also knew that she was barely recovered from her injuries and having sex with her would be selfish and reckless.

  She didn’t seem to think so, though. As I closed my eyes, she moved closer to me until our bodies were touching. Exploring with her hands, she touched my chest and then moved her fingers down toward my cock. She was getting me aroused, and fast.

  Finally, I caught her hand. I spoke to her softly, “Raven. I really enjoy what you’re doing and it feels like nothing else in the world, but I don’t want to reinjure you.”

  I could see her pout in the darkness of the room.

  “I know you want to please me, but it would please me if you got better.”

  She nodded.

  “If you’re feeling up to it tomorrow, and only if you want to, you can wake me up in the morning with your mouth.”

  I could see a slight smile as she lay down on the pillow, her back to me. There were a few inches separating us. I reached out and wrapped my arm around her waist. I gave a sharp tug. I heard her gasp and th
en giggle as I pulled her tightly to me, her back pressed against my chest. I couldn’t resist leaning forward just a bit to plant a few soft kisses on her neck. “Good night, Raven.”

  The silence filled the air. For a moment, I’d expected her to say “Good night.” I knew it was foolish. She was wearing her tail. We were in D/s mode, yet I’d still half expected it. I needed to realize that it wasn’t coming, and that it was okay. One of the things that had attracted me to Raven was that she liked to live like this. I had no desire to change her, just to understand her a bit more. I hoped that in the last few days we had together, that I’d get at least one more opportunity to get to know her better.

  In the morning, I woke to sunlight in my eyes and a warm, wet mouth on my cock. I’d forgotten how wonderful her mouth felt. I reacted as I had the first time. I had no idea how long she’d been sucking me off, but I knew I had less than two minutes to enjoy it before I exploded in her mouth.

  She seemed to know that too, because she sucked even harder and moved her head up and down, my cock occasionally hitting the back of her throat. When she began to hum, I lost it and shot my load down her throat. When she swallowed it, she took the head of my cock with her and I cried out in pleasure, sending another shot of cum into her eager mouth.

  “You are such a good girl,” I said, pulling my cock out of her mouth and looking across the bed at her.

  She’d given me one hell of an orgasm, but I was still hard. Had she been fully recovered, I would have flipped her onto her stomach, lifted her ass and began pounding her pussy for what it was worth. She wasn’t fully recovered though and I had a choice to make. The easiest one would be to abstain, but my cock was eager and so was Raven. I decided that I could control myself and take it slow so she would have time to stop if I was hurting her.

  I rolled onto my back, the sunlight being blocked by Raven, who was backlit in a way that made her look like an angel. “Do you want this?” I asked her, holding the base of my cock in my hands.

  She nodded.

  “Then take it. Ride me like a good girl.”

  She moved quickly to straddle my body. I was going to tell her to take it easy, but I could see that she slowed when she had my cock pressed to her entrance. Because of the sun, I couldn’t see her face. Instead, I could see the silhouette of my cock and the outline of her body as the two became one. The visual was spectacular, but it was nothing in comparison to what it felt, to have my cock sheathed once again by her warmth. It had only been four days, but it had felt like an eternity.

  She sank slowly onto me until her velvety lips touched my stomach. I let her wait there, let her adjust, test out to see how it felt, if it hurt but it killed me not to move. How I wished I could see her face but I couldn’t reach the lamp next to me, and I didn’t want to move a muscle.

  After what felt like an eternity, she began to rotate her hips in a small circle. My cock was screaming at me to thrust, but I ground my teeth together keeping still. Each roll of her hips sent a shiver down my cock. And then came the soft sounds. Though she didn’t speak, she moaned. It was low and long, and sounded nothing like she was in pain. Her purr echoed the pleasure I felt.

  The movement of her hips increased and soon she was rocking back and forth quickly. My hands went to her thighs, squeezing and her ass as she rocked. My hands slid up her thighs to her back. I pulled her forward, so that I could capture her nipple in my lips.

  With her breast in my mouth and her pussy rocking back and forth on my cock, my head was swelling and I was fighting to hold off my orgasm. I knew I wouldn’t last long when she started raising and lowering herself on my cock. “Fuck Raven! Damn, you feel so good. I’m going to come baby.”

  She seemed to like my words because she moved a bit faster, her body seeming to have a mind of its own. I’d already come once, but her body was no match for my cock, and for the second time in less than half an hour, I came, filling her pussy.

  I held her tightly to me, stroking her hair and her back. It was morning, and time to get up and be productive, but I wanted to spend the day in bed with her. In the end, I made a compromise with myself. I’d bathe with her and then get work done so that we could spend the next day together. After going to dinner, I’d had an idea of other things we could do together.

  Raven and I took a bath together, then she went downstairs to make breakfast. It was really brunch because our bath lasted so long the water had gotten cold. I called into work again and even did a video call. I stopped for a late lunch, and when she’d set the table for dinner, I was proud of all that I’d accomplished. Though I hadn’t been into work since she’d been with me, I was doing well working from home.

  We ate dinner and watched a movie together. She fell asleep on the couch and I carried her up to bed. We didn’t make love before falling asleep, but she woke me again in the morning and it was a perfect way to start our special day together.

  After we’d bathed, I told her to make breakfast. While she was cooking downstairs, I was gathering things upstairs.

  I had a beautiful home, but what I liked most about where I lived was how much land I owned. The property was filled with acres and acres of trees that had a stream running through it. The stream was fairly deep and wide at one part. Had I been younger, or had children, I’d have tied a rope to one of the overhanging limbs and swung from it across the stream, dropping into the water. As it was, there was a small grassy bank near the stream that would make a great spot for a picnic.

  As we ate breakfast, I talked to Raven. I’d just fed her a small piece of bacon, when I turned her slightly so she was facing me. I loved how it felt having her sit on my lap at meals. “I was thinking about getting out of the house today, take a walk around the property. Would you like to come?”

  Raven nodded her head eagerly. She was fairly quick about doing dishes and packing us some things to eat. We wouldn’t be that far from the house so if we needed anything, if she got tired or if it was too much for her, I’d bring her back.

  I went to grab a blanket and she disappeared upstairs. I wasn’t sure what she was doing until she came down wearing a dress. At first, I’d hoped that it was like when we’d gone out to dinner and she wasn’t wearing her tail, but I could see it, peeking from under the short skirt. I wondered why she’d gotten dressed, then I realized that it was likely because we were going outside. She didn’t know that she could walk around nude and not a soul would see her. I liked the dress, so it could stay on...for now.

  I took the leash and clipped it to the ring on her collar. She hadn’t worn it in a while, so her neck could heal. I made sure when I’d put it on after breakfast that it wasn’t too tight. I handed her a basket I’d filled and grabbed the cooler she packed.

  The two of us walked through the woods on the path without talking. The only sound was our shoes on the leaves and twigs and the gentle rustle of wildlife. The silence was broken by a gasp that came from Raven’s mouth when we reached the clearing of the stream. The sun was high in the trees, shining brightly onto the water making it sparkle. It looked magical this time of day.

  She stood there in awe, looking at it while I spread out the picnic blanket and set the cooler I’d been carrying on it.

  Rather than sitting down, I walked over to Raven and put my arms around her waist, resting my chin on her shoulder. “Would you like to go swimming before we eat?”

  She nodded eagerly and began removing her clothes. I was glad she realized that we didn’t need suits here. She rushed to the water’s edge and dipped her toe in, then pulled back.

  I chuckled. “It’s cold, Babygirl, but you’ll get used to it.”

  I moved to a place on the bank where I knew the water was over six feet deep, and dove in. I popped up and motioned to Raven. “You can walk in slowly and prolong the pain, or move over here and jump in. I’ll catch you.”

  She hesitated a moment and then retraced her steps back out of the water. She’d only been in about ankle deep when she’d taken my advice. Movi
ng to the place I dove in from, she stood there looking down at the water. She absentmindedly ran her hand over the fur of her tail.

  “Raven? Can you wear your tail in the water? Can it get wet?”

  She shrugged her shoulders.

  I swam closer to the bank. “You can take it out Raven. You can trust me.”

  She bit her lower lip, still holding her tail.

  “Take it out and jump into the water. I promise I’ll catch you. You won’t fall, you won’t get hurt.”

  My words meant more than just her jumping into the water. If she were to remove her tail, and trust me enough to let her guard down, I would catch her and I would keep her safe. I wanted her today, the person behind Raven.

  She stared down at me a moment as I treaded water directly in front of where she stood. Then she closed her eyes and exhaled, then turned and walked over to the picnic blanket. I couldn’t see her for a moment, but she returned, without a tail.

  I tried to hide the smile on my face, but she saw it, and returned it. “Catch me?” she said in that voice I loved and made my dick instantly hard. Despite the chill of the water, I had a semi from those two words.

  “Of course. It’s a little deep here. We might both go under for a second when you jump. I’m not touching the bottom, but I promise, I’ve got you Babygirl.”

  She nodded and stepped to the edge. Her pink toenails curled at the edge of the bank. She gave me a quick smiled and jumped.

  We did go under for half a second, but she was so damn light, that we popped right to the surface. She gasped for air. I knew the water was cold and a shock to her system. She shivered and wrapped her arms and legs around me like a monkey. I moved us back a bit so I could stand, and put my arms around her.

  “Thank you,” she said, seeming to adjust to the temperature a bit.

  I ran my hands over her back and to her ass. It was the first time I’d held her like this. She’d gone to dinner with me without the tail, but this was the first time I’d had her nude when she was speaking.