by NJ Cole
“And you like it when I take you to my dungeon and use you?”
Her face lit up. “Oh, very much so.”
I could understand that. There were tons of women who loved to serve. “And when other men use you?”
Again, her cheeks turned pink. “Yes. When Seth gives my leash to them.”
“And if I did?” I asked. I had to be sure.
“Yes, because I’d still be serving you, making you happy. It’s just sex.”
Her words alarmed me. Had it all been just sex to her? To me it had been so much more.
“But by the water,” she continued, a far off look appearing in her eyes, “that wasn’t just sex. That was more...at least to me.”
“To me too,” I said reassuring her.
“And there were other times it felt like more. When I serve you, it’s not like when I serve just any guy.”
I held both of her hands in mine and slipped from the couch back to the floor, leaving her sitting there. I knelt before her. She started to move, to kneel beside me, but I held her hands keeping her there. It wasn’t a marriage proposal, but it felt just as important. “Raven, when you stayed with me it was wonderful. I never wanted it to end. Would you like to come home with me? Would you like to live with me?”
“Oh yes!” she said, leaning down to hug me. I moved back to the couch and kissed her lips. She parted her and let her tongue poke out. My hand slid up her thigh and I had to bring myself back to my senses. I didn’t want to take her here. I wanted to take my time, enjoy it, make sure she was comfortable.
I broke the kiss and pulled her into a hug again. It seemed less dangerous to make me lose myself. There was one other thing that was nagging at me. What had been in her journal. I had to bring it up. “Raven, as much as I want to move past all of this, there is something that’s been bothering me.” She sat up and looked at me, so I continued. “I was talking with Seth, and he told me he’d read something in your journal. He didn’t say what. I won’t press it, Raven, but if you want to talk about it, I’d like to listen.”
I’d expected Raven to be sad or upset, but there was a smile on her face. “I can show you what it was that he saw.” She moved off of the couch and went to her submissive bag.
“You don’t have to, but yes, I’d like to see it.”
She returned with her journal and sat next to me on the couch. She flipped through it. It was too fast for me to see or read anything, but I could tell that it was a mixture of written journal entries as well as sketches. She stopped on a sketch and turned the book slightly so I could see it.
I gasped. I know I did. I was staring at a pencil sketch of the place by the stream in my backyard. It looked so much like it, it was nearly like a photograph. There was a blanket on the bank too, and on it, Raven and I making love.
She looked up at me.
“Oh Raven, that’s beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she said. She turned the page and flipped through a few more. I did catch a bunch of writing and my name written in a heart. She showed me a few more illustrations of us in my bed. In those, her tail was out and visible on the nightstand. They weren’t all like that though. There were some where she was tied in my dungeon. She was bound in various positions. I was flogging her or fucking her. I looked from the drawing to her face. “I’m really glad you shared. Thank you.”
“I’m glad I did too,” she said. She’d stopped crying, but her eyes were a bit puffy. She gave a little yawn.
“Have you been having trouble sleeping?”
She nodded. “I love my cage, but it’s not like...well, the sleep I got in your bed...there were no nightmares.” She took a deep breath and looked away. “There are things about my past…”
“That won’t change anything about how I feel about you now. I’d like to hear everything you’d like to share, but now isn’t the time. You look exhausted, and I’ll be honest, I haven’t slept well since you left either.”
She curled into me for a moment. I held her and she spoke into my chest, “Mistress Kennedy thinks I’m going home with her. Do you think she’s going to be upset?”
I stroked her hair. “Well, she’s probably going to be disappointed that she can’t play with you tonight and tomorrow, but there’s always another time. You’d like to play with her right?”
Raven nodded.
“Good, then I’ll set something up. Again, it’s something we can talk about tomorrow. I really want to get you home.”
She reluctantly sat up and climbed off of my lap. She put her journal back in her bag and pulled out a tiny blue dress. She pulled it over her head, and slipped on some shoes.
I noticed she didn’t put her tail back in, instead putting it in the bag as well.
My smile couldn’t have been bigger as we walked hand in hand through the club.
Both Kennedy and Seth looked up when we approached. They both smiled, clearly realizing that Raven was doing better. Though she looked exhausted, she was still radiating happiness.
“Thank you for everything Seth,” I said.
He nodded in response.
I turned to Kennedy. “And thank you for offering to have Raven stay with you for a while, Kennedy, but she’d like to go home with me.”
Kennedy smiled at me. I knew she wasn’t upset at all.
“I have her things in my truck,” Seth said.
“Thanks, but I’m tired and so is Raven. She shouldn’t need anything for tonight.” I squeezed her hand.
“Her crate…” he started.
“She hadn’t slept in her crate at my house in weeks.”
Seth looked a little shocked.
Raven moved closer to me and I put my arms around her and kissing the top of her head. “She likes it in my bed.”
Raven giggled, making both Seth and Kennedy look at her with raised eyebrows.
“I could bring her things over tomorrow,” Seth offered.
“That would be great,” I said.
“I’m glad you’re happy Raven,” Kennedy said, leaning in and placing a hand on her shoulder before whispering in her ear, “But I have to admit, I was looking forward playing with you.”
“You can come over tomorrow too,” I said.
“I might take you up on that,” Kennedy laughed. “Seriously, let’s have a barbeque.”
“Maybe you two will need tomorrow for yourselves. Why don’t we come by Sunday. Is that all right?”
Seth nodded and I agreed. Raven smiled still leaning into me. I could see the exhaustion setting in. The anxiety I’d been feeling, she’d likely been feeling tenfold, and now that it was gone, the adrenaline was gone. I could feel the need for sleep creeping on me. And the thought of my bed, my bed with her in it was a strong pull. I needed to get home. “Alright, I’m going to take this little girl home. See you tomorrow.” I shook Seth’s hand and hugged Kennedy.
“Good night.” Seth said.
“Good night Kade and Raven,” Kennedy said.
“Good night,” I responded.
“Good night. See you both tomorrow,” Raven said making both Seth and Raven’s jaw drop.
I had to admit, I loved the look of shock on their faces. As they’d never heard her speak. Seth hadn’t in all these years. And what was even funnier was that they expected me to be shocked and of course, I wasn’t. I just put my arm around her shoulders and walked her out of the club.
I thought I’d be falling asleep on the way home from the club. It wasn’t that late, but the relief that came from knowing Raven was okay made me feel like I’d finally be able to sleep. The lower half of my body didn’t seem to have the same reaction to the knowledge that Raven would be coming home with me and sleeping in my bed. I sat in the car next to her with an erection I was pretty sure could last all night in my pants.
Raven didn’t help the situation when she turned to me in the car and said, “I know you said I needed rest, but I was wondering, if we could, um, maybe… uh...I miss your touch. I want to feel you inside of me again.”
Who says stuff like that? What woman on the planet? I had to be the luckiest man on Earth.
Chapter Fifteen
Raven
When I’d seen Kade in the club, I thought my heart would break. I was already on the verge of losing it, so I had to look away. I’d been ten times more emotional than usual, not having slept well in the weeks since Seth had brought me home. My nightmares had returned and more than once, I know I’d woken Seth screaming in the night.
I felt bad for Seth. He’d been so patient, trying everything. He’d taken me to the club, scened with me at home. He’d tried leaving me alone, and he even tried having me play with Kennedy. None of it helped because they didn’t know of how I was feeling nor that it had anything to do with him. I even considered taking my tail out and telling him that he didn’t have to keep trying so hard, that he hadn’t done anything wrong and that there was nothing he could do to make me feel better. Girls like me didn’t get happy endings. I think that’s what had upset me the most. I let myself believe that I was something different to Kade, that he saw the real me through all of the pet stuff. When Seth said he’d sent me away, I was crushed. It wasn’t a rejection of the pet, I felt like it was a rejection of me, the girl without the tail.
Seth had figured it out, well, he’d read my journal. He’d confronted me about it too. I was worried he’d be angry. After all, I’d basically written and drawn that I was in love with Kade and that I wanted to be with him. Many men would have been hurt or angry by that. Not Seth. Well, he might have been a bit hurt, but I think a bigger part of him was relieved.
He didn’t say much about it for hours, and I wasn’t in any condition to talk. I was in autopilot mode. Other than my journal drawing and obeying Seth, I ate and slept. I knew I needed to communicate better with Seth. I thought about trying to get him to learn some of the signs that Kade was showing me. The problem was, I couldn’t seem to focus on anything the pain inside was so great.
So when Seth told me he needed space and wanted me to stay with Kennedy for a while, I simply nodded. I was in no mental place to refuse or even to comment. When we’d gotten to the club, I wasn’t nervous. The first few times Seth had taken me there after staying with Kade, I was afraid I’d see him and start to cry, but he’d never been there. Maybe he was no longer in the lifestyle, or maybe he was going somewhere else. Maybe, my mind pointed out, he’d found a new woman to share his house with and they were playing in his private dungeon. Those were the thoughts that tortured me, so I tried to leave my mind blank.
I don’t think I kept my expression neutral when I saw him. When I saw Seth sit down next to Kade and the two of them start to talk, I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. I was worried that Seth was telling Kade what he’d seen in my journal and that Kade would laugh at it. I’m not sure what they talked about, but Kade came over and wanted to talk to me.
I nearly said no because I was worried he was going to ask me about what Seth had found out. I didn’t think my heart could handle it if he wanted to ask me about why I thought I loved him or if he wanted to go into details on what I’d done wrong that had him calling Seth to get me. But I really wanted to go, and I really wanted to spend time with him, no matter how it was, so I went. Him asking in sign language didn’t hurt either.
It turned out that the entire thing had been a misunderstanding. That was a relief but also was scary. I realized then, how dangerous my not talking had been. I didn’t want that to hinder things from then on. Sure, I planned to still wear my tail and not speak while wearing it, but I’d also have to have time to talk to Kade or any other Dom. It was part of the reason that I spoke to Seth and Kennedy as we left. The other part was because I wanted to make Kade proud to know that I felt comfortable enough to speak with him holding my leash.
I hadn’t been nervous when I spoke, nor when we left the club. I did get nervous in the car though. Seeing him there, having him that close brought all of those feelings right to the surface. I’d let my guard down and had been hurt, but it had also been wonderful. The hurt part had been a misunderstanding, something we were going to work on, so I decided to let my wall down a bit more. As we’d been driving, he kept glancing at me. I loved the way he looked at me, like he wanted to put me in a glass case at the museum and devour me in one bite all at once. I felt myself getting wet and decided to lower my wall a bit further by letting him know what I was thinking. “I know you said I needed rest, but I was wondering, if we could, um, maybe… uh...I miss your touch. I want to feel you inside of me again.”
“I missed everything about you. I missed your warm body, soft kisses, your sweet moans, your brilliant smile, your amazing cooking, your sexy voice, your absolute submission, and yes, your tight pussy, so yes, my sweet Raven, if you’re up for it, I’d love to be inside of you when we get home.”
The way he’d said home hit me. He didn’t say “to my house,” he said “home.” It was going to be my home and as we pulled up the driveway, I looked at the place differently. Would I actually live here from now on? The thought had me feeling excited and at peace at the same time.
Kade opened the door for me and we began walking up to the house. He shocked me when he scooped me up into his arms and carried me up the porch and through the front door. The last time he’d done that I’d been so hurt I couldn’t walk. This time he was showing me how he felt for me.
He didn’t set me down in the living room. He carried me straight up to his bedroom setting me on the bed. We took great pleasure in undressing each other. It had only been a few weeks since I’d been in his bed, but it had felt like an eternity. I’d thought about his bed, and who he might have been fucking in it all of the time.
I knew I shouldn’t care. I’d never been jealous before, and if he’d fucked other women, I wouldn’t have cared. I still wouldn’t care, as long as he kept looking at me the way he was in that moment.
Rolling me onto my back, he kissed my neck while his hands moved up my body to my breasts. I spread my legs for him, and he entered me. I’d missed his body, his cock, but it was the sounds he made and the way he looked at me, I missed the most. He thrust in deeply, slow and steady until I thought I was going to die from the build up, but I should have known that Kade knew what he was doing. He gave me that little bit more and with my hands balled into fists pulling at the sheets, I came.
Kade hadn’t come yet. He didn’t seem to be concerned about it, only me. It made me want to take my wall down for him and use the bricks to build a wall around us so we could enjoy each other.
He moved off of me, giving me a chance to catch my breath. Once he’d rolled onto his back, I moved to straddle him. “Do you know why Seth fucks my ass?” I whispered, looking down into his eyes.
Kade nodded. “To remind you that he owns you.”
“Yes, and he did it often, at least once a week. Recently, it had been a lot more.” Kade had a tense look on his face, and I figured it had to do with me mentioning Seth. I raked my nails down his chest getting him to look into my eyes again. It didn’t work though, so I continued, “No matter how often he took my ass, I didn’t feel like I was his. I knew I belonged to someone else.”
A slow smile spread over Kade’s face as he reached up to stroke my cheek.
I reached between us and lifted his cock. Rather than position it at my pussy, I placed it against my pucker. “I knew, I know I belong to you.”
Kade’s eyes opened wide. He shook his head. “Babygirl, don’t. You don’t have to. I want tonight to be wonderful, about you and your pleasure.”
As he was talking, I’d let myself relax some and the head was pressing into me slightly. “Shhhh,” I said, putting my finger over his lips. “I want this.” It was the most dominant thing I’d done with Kade, and probably my life.
He allowed it though.
With my finger still pressed against his lips, I lowered myself slowly down his shaft. I’d moaned softly the entire way, as deep rumbling sounds came from his chest.
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sp; When I was seated on him, with his cock fully in my ass, I smiled and said, “Yours.”
“Mine,” he echoed.
Placing my hands on his chest, I began moving up and down, my ass squeezing his shaft with each movement. Often during anal, women complain it hurts, and it has hurt me in the past, but it wasn’t me with the grimace on my face, it was Kade. “Feels…so...good,” he growled.
That fueled me even more. I began moving faster, eventually bouncing on his cock. Knowing he wasn’t going to hurt me let me relax fully. “Kade,” I cried out, coming all over his cock and stromach, squirting everywhere.
I slowly sank down onto him and lay on his chest with my cock in his ass.
He placed his hands on my hips and lifted me off of him. I moved to his knees and spread my ass cheeks wide. “Your ass is perfect,” he said from behind me.
I was on all fours and felt very exposed yet safe. “It’s yours, I’m yours,” I reiterated.
I felt his hand holding me apart a moment longer, then his cock pressing at my rose bud. He was just as gentle as when I’d been riding him. I was relaxed so when he started to go faster, I moaned in delight. Before long, he was fucking my ass at full force, though not so rough that he was trying to hurt me.
I couldn’t help but to moan and cry out in pleasure as his other hand moved around my waist, over my tummy and to my clit. He rubbed it at the same tempo he was fucking me. I came for a third time, though he roared his through his climax a few seconds later.
I felt him pull out.
“Mmmmmm,” he said from behind me. “That’s the second prettiest thing I’ve seen today.”
I turned my head, still on my hands and knees and looked back at him over my shoulder. He was staring at my asshole. I knew it would be gaping and his cum would be leaking from it. I could feel it dripping down my pussy. “What’s the prettiest thing?” I asked, falling right into his line.
“That,” he said motioning to my face. “Your smile, your glow.”