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Against nature pt 3 Finale
I feel like I am floating on warm water
Very relaxed, free
“Fia” I heard a whisper
“Fia come back to me”
Slowly sinking into the warm water
I open my eyes and sigh
My restraints were gone, and I was curled
“Your back. you left me.” He said moving my hair away
“Sorry, Sir”
“You did so beautifully, for me. I am pleased.”
I smiled still in my euphoric state.
“I am going to take care of you”
Wait he did not---
Reaching out to him
He grabbed my hand and kissed it
“Oh, I want you. Not like this.”
What does he mean? It would feel good.
I giggled and that’s not me.
“Yup, you are high.”
He lifted me and took me into the shower
I curled into him and fell asleep
A few hours later I woke up feeling like I had a hangover
“Hey, sleepy head there is some juice on the dresser.”
I looked at him and he had a smile on his face
“I have never seen that before.”
What was he talking about?
“Seen what? We had a scene?”
“Do you remember what happened?”
I drank the juice and thought
“Yes, you ripped my clothes off and I had an orgasm.”
He smiled shaking his head, and kissed me.
“My dear you subspaces. You were gone.”
No, I do not subspace. Domspace yes not sub.
“What?”
“I did not rip your clothes off. I cut them off. Remember”
“Oh yes you said you never did that before and---”
“And what?”
I was not comfortable with this. I should remember.
I rose and went to get my clothes.
“Listen how about we make this a permanent thing?”
“No. I am not a sub. Or a bottom.”
“I’ll switch for you.”
“No. One time was the promise.”
“Who was your Dom?”
“No one.”
“Fia. I triggered you. Who was your Dom!”
The problem with using that tone is, it does not work on me.
“Who was yours?”
We both looked at each other not willing to open that.
I went into the bathroom and put myself back to normal.
Once I was finished, I felt in control.
I walked out he was holding the knife.
I grabbed it and it felt like ---
“Why are you not triggered?”
I handed him back the knife and kissed him on the cheek
“Figure it out.”
“I could have taken you in that state, but I didn’t.”
“That is why you are a good Dom. I know you. What we did we will never do again.”
I grabbed my purse and left.
Very relaxed, free
“Fia” I heard a whisper
“Fia come back to me”
Slowly sinking into the warm water
I open my eyes and sigh
My restraints were gone, and I was curled
“Your back. you left me.” He said moving my hair away
“Sorry, Sir”
“You did so beautifully, for me. I am pleased.”
I smiled still in my euphoric state.
“I am going to take care of you”
Wait he did not---
Reaching out to him
He grabbed my hand and kissed it
“Oh, I want you. Not like this.”
What does he mean? It would feel good.
I giggled and that’s not me.
“Yup, you are high.”
He lifted me and took me into the shower
I curled into him and fell asleep
A few hours later I woke up feeling like I had a hangover
“Hey, sleepy head there is some juice on the dresser.”
I looked at him and he had a smile on his face
“I have never seen that before.”
What was he talking about?
“Seen what? We had a scene?”
“Do you remember what happened?”
I drank the juice and thought
“Yes, you ripped my clothes off and I had an orgasm.”
He smiled shaking his head, and kissed me.
“My dear you subspaces. You were gone.”
No, I do not subspace. Domspace yes not sub.
“What?”
“I did not rip your clothes off. I cut them off. Remember”
“Oh yes you said you never did that before and---”
“And what?”
I was not comfortable with this. I should remember.
I rose and went to get my clothes.
“Listen how about we make this a permanent thing?”
“No. I am not a sub. Or a bottom.”
“I’ll switch for you.”
“No. One time was the promise.”
“Who was your Dom?”
“No one.”
“Fia. I triggered you. Who was your Dom!”
The problem with using that tone is, it does not work on me.
“Who was yours?”
We both looked at each other not willing to open that.
I went into the bathroom and put myself back to normal.
Once I was finished, I felt in control.
I walked out he was holding the knife.
I grabbed it and it felt like ---
“Why are you not triggered?”
I handed him back the knife and kissed him on the cheek
“Figure it out.”
“I could have taken you in that state, but I didn’t.”
“That is why you are a good Dom. I know you. What we did we will never do again.”
I grabbed my purse and left.
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