Exploring Her Submission: Nisey (Doms of Chicago)

by Trace, Dakota

  “You can’t let go can you? You aren’t getting a real orgasm?”

  She shook her head and focused on a spot behind his shoulder. “I’m too self-conscious. I just end up even more frustrated than I was to begin with.”

  When he groaned, she looked up at him. He looked like he was being tortured. He finally opened his eyes.

  “Do you trust me?”

  “Unbelievably, yes.” Holding her breath, she waited for his reaction. Have I pissed him off?

  “I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can give you the tools you need to let go. I will not touch you, but I want you to do exactly what I tell you. Hopefully it’ll help take the pressure off until you’re ready for more.”

  She nodded, starting to hope he would help her.

  He turned around and dug through the desk behind him. She wondered what he was looking for when he suddenly straightened.

  “Ah ha, I knew Gabriel would have some of these lying around.” In his hand, he held a length of leather tie - a piece of braided leather string.

  Her heart sped up as he approached her with it.

  “I’m not going to tie you up, Nisey.” His quick assurance surprised her.

  “You’re not?”

  “No. I’m going to watch you do it. Once you’ve wrapped this around your wrist and I’m sure you’re not in any danger, I’m going to walk over and sit down in Gabriel’s chair.” Pressing the tie into her hand, he closed her fingers around it. “Take it. I’ll hold one end and then I want you to wrap it around your wrist. Not too tightly. You’re supposed to feel the caress of the leather, but it’s not supposed to cut off your circulation.”

  Holding one end of the leather against her pulse, Caelan left enough free to tie the leather off after she’d wrapped it around her wrist. Licking her lips she brushed her fingers across his as she grasped the tie. The first loop around her wrist had her flinching in reaction. She paused and looked up at him.

  “Keep going.” Guiding her hand, he helped her wrap the leather piece around her wrist several times until only enough was left to tie it off. Using a square knot he tied it off. Nisey’s breathing deepened as her eyes watched while Caelan finished the knot.

  Panting, she raised her eyes and then met his.

  “Okay? Wiggle your fingers for me.” He nodded as she did as he asked.

  “Good. Now, I’m going to sit in Gabriel’s chair, with my back to you.” Leaning down, his breath teased her ear. “You say you want to explore what the lifestyle is. One of the things a good sub does is obey her master even when he’s not watching to enforce his requests. I want to see if you can follow directions. After I turn my back to you, I want you to take the wrist we just wrapped and use it to masturbate with it. Rub the leather against your sex while you remember how I tied Sara tonight. Imagine yourself in her place. I want you to come. After you come, I want you to say the word, ‘green’. Do you understand?”

  Her breathing was raspy as she answered him. “Yes, Caelan.”

  About the Author

  Dakota is a simple Midwest girl, who has found her passion in storytelling at a young age. Her father was always saying she was making up the craziest stories. Most remained unwritten though as writing wasn't Dakota's strong suit. That all changed in junior high when she took her first typing class. Problem solved for the dyslexic Dakota. There was no stopping her after that. She wrote her first novel her freshman year about a girl who could speak to animals on an old electric IBM typewriter and never looked back. Writing in several different genres, she is now a published author with multiple books under belt. When Dakota isn't writing she's a crazy mom of three wild Indians who are posing as children, a loving wife to the man of her dreams and a full time student.

  To find out more about Dakota visit her at www.dakotatrace.com.