had it rough. Be patient with her and get her addicted to you as a Dom. The more trust you build there, the more she’ll open up about what you need to know. You’re rushing things awfully fast.” Nelson sat up straight and tapped on one of his keyboards. “It is weird that she trusted you so easily with the play.”
“I know. That’s why it’s so odd that she won’t even talk about her parents or anything. I’m trying to slow down and balance the relationship, and she won’t have it.” Ben had never felt rejected and special at the same time. It was a bizarre challenge, but that pretty much defined Jane from top to bottom.
“She’s always worked the summer sessions since she’s been here. I’ve never known her to go home to visit family at holidays or anything. I think she mentioned a cousin in Seattle maybe.” Nelson shrugged. “She may not have much to tell that’s good and easy. No one wants to start off with the bad stories.”
Ben needed to know who’d broken her trust. It didn’t seem as if a bad Dom had done it. “She doesn’t seem inexperienced as a sub. She’s played with someone at some point. Jane knows what she wants and likes.”
“You’re the Dom. Nudging her to open up and trust you isn’t out of line. You’re not pushing too hard when you’re playing, are you?” Nelson asked.
“No, I’ve tried to casually chat during dinner or whatever. And then I tried after the play, but she shuts down both ways.” Ben was all for getting advice from the experienced Dom. Still, Jane was his puzzle and his treasure to discover.
“Then dial it back to basics. Give her what she needs. Push her a bit in the play to show she can trust you and she’ll be rewarded. If that’s where she comfortable, that’s where you meet her.” Nelson leaned back in his chair. “Some women take more time.”
Ben shook his head. “I’m in love with her. It’s so fast it’s insane. What if she walks away?” Ben realized it’d happened fast, but he was sure.
“That’s why you get her addicted to the play. You make yourself part of her life and show her your feelings when it’s right. She’ll eventually crack and tell you who hurt her and why she’s afraid. First, she has to believe you won’t walk away when she does.”
“It’s like a relationship at warp speed.”
“So slow it down if you have to. Let her catch up.” Nelson smiled.
“Thanks.” Ben felt as if he could calmly face the world again.
“Any time,” Nelson called as Ben left.
Chapter Six
Packing up for the day, Jane was ready to zone out and play. She hoped Ben was coming by for their normal tutoring, dinner and kink. Of course, she couldn’t blame him if he was done with her. She wanted to be honest, but it was too soon to dump all her past crud out there.
When she opened the door to leave, she found Nelson Cannon standing there. “Got a second?” he asked.
“I guess,” she said.
Letting him into her office, she had her guard up. It’d been a very odd day of people wanting to talk. Nelson was the one who’d cracked or hacked her post and found out it was her.
“I know Ben is younger than you and no one is perfect, but don’t give up on him.” Nelson shrugged. “He really likes you.”
“Did he ask you to come and talk to me? Because that’s a little high school.” She folded her arms snuggly.
“No and he’d kill me if he knew I was here.”
“I should kill you for hacking my email or blog or whatever you did and setting this whole insanity in motion.”
He knew what she liked and did. On one level, it was embarrassing, and on another, it was liberating.
“I was trying to help. When I see names that are local, but the people don’t show up for fet group stuff…how can you possibly find someone if you never show your face? The internet is fine, but you have to meet people in person to find chemistry and passion.” He seemed so serious it was almost touching.
“I’m a chicken.
“I know. That’s why it’s so odd that she won’t even talk about her parents or anything. I’m trying to slow down and balance the relationship, and she won’t have it.” Ben had never felt rejected and special at the same time. It was a bizarre challenge, but that pretty much defined Jane from top to bottom.
“She’s always worked the summer sessions since she’s been here. I’ve never known her to go home to visit family at holidays or anything. I think she mentioned a cousin in Seattle maybe.” Nelson shrugged. “She may not have much to tell that’s good and easy. No one wants to start off with the bad stories.”
Ben needed to know who’d broken her trust. It didn’t seem as if a bad Dom had done it. “She doesn’t seem inexperienced as a sub. She’s played with someone at some point. Jane knows what she wants and likes.”
“You’re the Dom. Nudging her to open up and trust you isn’t out of line. You’re not pushing too hard when you’re playing, are you?” Nelson asked.
“No, I’ve tried to casually chat during dinner or whatever. And then I tried after the play, but she shuts down both ways.” Ben was all for getting advice from the experienced Dom. Still, Jane was his puzzle and his treasure to discover.
“Then dial it back to basics. Give her what she needs. Push her a bit in the play to show she can trust you and she’ll be rewarded. If that’s where she comfortable, that’s where you meet her.” Nelson leaned back in his chair. “Some women take more time.”
Ben shook his head. “I’m in love with her. It’s so fast it’s insane. What if she walks away?” Ben realized it’d happened fast, but he was sure.
“That’s why you get her addicted to the play. You make yourself part of her life and show her your feelings when it’s right. She’ll eventually crack and tell you who hurt her and why she’s afraid. First, she has to believe you won’t walk away when she does.”
“It’s like a relationship at warp speed.”
“So slow it down if you have to. Let her catch up.” Nelson smiled.
“Thanks.” Ben felt as if he could calmly face the world again.
“Any time,” Nelson called as Ben left.
Chapter Six
Packing up for the day, Jane was ready to zone out and play. She hoped Ben was coming by for their normal tutoring, dinner and kink. Of course, she couldn’t blame him if he was done with her. She wanted to be honest, but it was too soon to dump all her past crud out there.
When she opened the door to leave, she found Nelson Cannon standing there. “Got a second?” he asked.
“I guess,” she said.
Letting him into her office, she had her guard up. It’d been a very odd day of people wanting to talk. Nelson was the one who’d cracked or hacked her post and found out it was her.
“I know Ben is younger than you and no one is perfect, but don’t give up on him.” Nelson shrugged. “He really likes you.”
“Did he ask you to come and talk to me? Because that’s a little high school.” She folded her arms snuggly.
“No and he’d kill me if he knew I was here.”
“I should kill you for hacking my email or blog or whatever you did and setting this whole insanity in motion.”
He knew what she liked and did. On one level, it was embarrassing, and on another, it was liberating.
“I was trying to help. When I see names that are local, but the people don’t show up for fet group stuff…how can you possibly find someone if you never show your face? The internet is fine, but you have to meet people in person to find chemistry and passion.” He seemed so serious it was almost touching.
“I’m a chicken.
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