enough for me to feel the pad of a finger against my clit.
"You’ve done well tonight," Daniel spoke against my lips. Icy panic swept through me when I realized he was fixing my underwear and pulling the stockings back on. "But that’s enough for now."
Blinking, I looked up at him. "That … that’s it?"
He cocked his head to the side. "I told you we were going to go slow. Now that you’ve shown me you can take commands in person, we’ll continue your training tomorrow."
I sucked on my bottom lip, aching for just one more taste of his skin. "But…"
"No buts. Until I say otherwise, we’ll be going at my pace. Besides, we both have to work in the morning, and I’d rather not abuse you to the point of you not being able to sit down."
You can do that? I whimpered and crossed my legs. I didn’t try to hide my disappointment when Daniel handed me my skirt, bra and blouse.
He kissed my forehead. "I promise, tomorrow I’ll do a lot more than watch you undress in front of me." His eyes shot down to his cock, which strained against his slacks. "You aren’t the only one who’s going home all fired up. But, to make things interesting, I have a proposition for you. Keep in mind that if you accept, you must adhere to it."
I probably should’ve kept my mouth shut, but the playful smile I saw in his eyes drew the question right out of me. "What is it?"
"On your way home tonight, you’re going to be thinking of what happened here. Knowing this, you’ll more than likely want to release some of this energy." His eyes narrowed. "Don’t."
"You mean I can’t…"
"You can play with yourself, sure. What you aren’t allowed to do is come. Until I see you tomorrow night, you aren’t to come or achieve an orgasm in any way. Is that clear?"
I snapped my bra into place and pulled on my blouse, tucking it under my skirt after I’d put that on as well. "Yes, Master."
What he doesn’t know won’t kill you. As it was now, I wouldn’t get any sleep. And my clients tomorrow morning? I’d be lucky if I could focus on half of them given how frazzled I was from Daniel’s little act.
"So, what did you think?" Daniel asked, relaxing his shoulders as he transitioned from full-on-Dom to just another guy I knew.
"It was … interesting." More like infuriating.
"I’m sure it was." He unlocked the door and stepped aside. "Come on. I’ll walk you to your car."
Chapter Five
Daniel's place was just a few blocks from the dungeon, so it wasn't hard to find. Remembering everything that had happened last night, I gripped the steering wheel. It was a Friday night. Neither one of us had to work tomorrow. That meant at least for tonight, there was no telling what would happen. No clients. No curfew.
And while he'd left me in the dungeon begging for more, I understood where he was coming from. Just from the little he did do, I had a hard time focusing on the few clients I had sessions with earlier in the day. I'd hate to think how messed up I would've been if Daniel hadn't cut me loose when he did.
Surprisingly enough, I wasn't as anxious as I thought I'd be. If anything, the large brick apartment building didn't intimidate me at all. Of course it wouldn't. You're comparing it to a dungeon.
Playing with the hem on my skirt when I got out of the car, I took one last look in the side view mirror. He’d probably never admit it, but I could tell he appreciated the last outfit I'd worn for him. So, when I picked out my clothes this evening, I went for a similar look. Only this time the skirt was grey, and hidden under my blue blouse was a matching corset.
It took a month and a day to get the damned thing on, and I had a feeling it would burst open as soon as Daniel undid any of the strings in the back. In the end, none of this mattered. So long as I got a reaction from him, I'd write it off as a victory. You've already done it once. Let's see if you can impress him again.
Pulling a jacket around my arms to fend off the
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