While we drove to my house I said, “Have you ever had a butt-plug in you before, Claire?”
Her face was already red. She knew she’d chosen whatever happened from this point, and believed that only a shameless woman would do that. “No, Master. It feels strange.”
I smiled. “It makes you very aware of yourself. As a possession, not an independent person, all alone.”
Claire considered that. “I don’t think I can say how I feel, Master. But…. I’m very happy so far. Even though my ass hurts.”
I liked this. The mixture of dominance and care. The certainty of the directions, the tightening of the control around her pulling her focus onto Him. Slowly and surely.
She is learning fast. Nice installment!
Rebel xox
Oh, how I wished I could see the look on her face 😊. Both pride and fear. A beautiful combination.
What a wonderful combination of beginning exploration by Claire guided stroke by stroke by her master.
Age means nothing in that moment. Love it!