circles until she slowly relaxes her body.
I keep my voice soft and comforting. “The terms are simple. You do your best to obey me. If you don’t, you come back here.” Her eyes close as I speak. “If you please me, I will reward you. I will give you everything you need. You want your old life, and you can have it.” Her eyes fly to mine, but before she can question me I add, “I will simply be a new constant in that life.” Her eyes fall to the floor and then close again.
She whispers, “Yes, Anthony. I understand.” That was too easy.
“You don’t have any questions?” I’m surprised by that.
“What questions should I ask?” My dick finally starts hardening. Her submission is just now starting to arouse me.
“Any questions you have, kitten. I’ll answer them all truthfully.”
“If I do this, you’ll let me out of this room? You said I’d have an office and my old life back?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“I’ll be able to keep working?” she asks.
“You will,” I reply. I walk around to where her head is and place my hand on her chin to make sure she sees my face and knows how serious I am. “It will be heavily monitored though. And any sign that you’ve disobeyed me by doing anything at all that would obviously upset me will result in you being sent here. And not just for a few hours, kitten.”
She nods her head and says, “I understand.”
“Anything else?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “No.”
“You don’t want to know what I’m going to do with you?” I ask. I imagine she’s already made up her mind.
“You’re going to do what you’d like to me.” Her voice is flat, but dampened by sadness.
“Close,” I answer. “I’d love to fuck you, kitten. But I’ve told you I won’t do that until you beg.” Her head lifts slightly off the bench and her eyes widen with hope. That’s the woman I want with me. Her reaction makes me smile.
“You thought I was going to fuck you right now?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she answers with a tinge of confusion.
“I told you I wasn’t going to until you begged. I mean it,” I say.
“Do I have to let you do that in order to get out of here?” she asks.
“No,” I answer, and love how much her body relaxes at my answer. I love it because she’s showing trust in my words. I’m giving her hope and her strength back. Even if she doesn’t realize that.
“Will I ever have to…?” she starts to ask, but trails off. My eyebrows raise and I lay a hand on the small of her back.
“I want to reward you as a dom should reward his submissive.” I let my hands travel to her ass. I cup her cheeks and spread them slightly. “I’ll let you know if I’d like to be pleasured. But it’ll be your choice if you’d like to give me that.” I let my thumbs skim along the seam in the center of her panties.
“I do want to reward you, kitten. Do you know what that means?” I ask.
She nods her head, seeming very much at ease with the knowledge I’ve given her.
“Tell me what you think it means.”
It takes her a moment to respond, but when she does, I’m pleased. “It’s what you were doing earlier.”
I smile at her backside as my fingers slip past her panties. I run them along her slick heat and I’m rewarded with a soft moan.
“You rubbed my clit,” she says as she continues her answer.
“Why?” I ask as I gently place her panties back where they belong.
“To reward me,” she says.
“What was I rewarding?” I ask her. I’m sure she’ll say it’s because she was listening to me. Or because she did as she was told. But in actuality it’s because she was enjoying it. I rewarded her desire for my control to continue. I’m intentionally conditioning her reactions and her emotions.
“Because I listened to you and obeyed. Because I earned it.” She adds the last part forcefully. I smirk behind her. That’s how that dirty book went about it. You obey, and you get rewarded. Disobey, and you get punished.
I agree to an extent, but emotions are far more powerful a tool. She’ll thrive with my touch. She’ll love my control. And it’ll only bring her happiness.
“I want to reward you now, kitten. Should I?” I ask her.
Yes. Yes, I fucking should. But right now I want her permission. I want