Revenge, Pt 12: The Aftercare
Date: 6/18/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination / Submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen, Author: masterKDean2014, Source: sexstories.com
harsh blare of my alarm was waking me an hour later. I quickly reached over Jessica to shut it off, realising we'd drifted apart in our sleep, and now she had her back to me. I lay back and closed my eyes, then forced myself to open them again, yawning loudly. My thoughts were slow and wandering, as if I was still dreaming. It was so tempting just to ignore everything and keep sleeping. I sighed and sat up, struggling back to full consciousness. Moving made me realise that my cock still had that strange, tired pain. I hoped I hadn't accidentally broken it, or something. Jessica had woken up too, and had turned to face me. "Hey." I said. "Hey." she said quietly. She was just watching me. "Are you... alright?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. She nodded, but her expression was still serious. She had turned towards me, but seemed to shrink away. "Come here." I said impulsively. I reached out to her shoulder and guided her into my arms. I'd forgotten for a second that I'd accidentally managed to dominate her, losing control of myself in the process. "Do you feel ok?" I asked, as she let her body rest against mine. "I was... pretty hard on you." "Pretty hard on me." she echoed, smiling. We both laughed quietly at her immature pun. "I'm fine." she answered. "I mean, I'm kind of thirsty... and my pussy feels like a train drove through it, but apart from that..." I laughed again. Her smile faded into a look of awe. "I've never seen you like that." she said quietly. "I've never felt like ... that." I admitted. "That...uh, that fourth one..." I remembered the wild, animal ferocity I'd attacked her with, just pinning her and using her body to abate my lust, the mind-numbing level of Dominance I'd managed to reach. "Jesus..." I swore quietly, amazed at how intense it had felt. "Yeah it was... pretty incredible..." she sighed, a wistful smile on her face. I couldn't believe she was smiling. Thinking back, I realised how dangerous that had been. I'd covered her mouth and pinned her down. If she'd wanted to stop, she had no way of telling me. Would I even have noticed if she'd tried to struggle? I doubted it. I'd have to be more careful with that in future. I'd never expected to come close to losing myself, but now that I knew it was a possibility, I'd be ready for it. I had to be able to control myself at all times. Despite how my complicated feelings for Jessica, I would never do something to her against her will. Even the most brutal and violent of our sessions had come with her consent, and they always would. Except for that one time with the belt... I remembered the first time I truly lost control with her and sighed, feeling the shame wash over me. I really had to get my shit together, this wouldn't work otherwise. I couldn't help but think I'd gotten incredibly lucky. If she'd been anyone else, some other woman, she may have wanted to stop but been unable to. She might have ended up a victim. But not Jessica. Lucky for the both of us. "I'm sorry for crying." ...