Page 12 of Dark Cravings

“No,” she answered, straightening her spine and dropping her hands to her side. “I want this, it’s just been a long time since I last played and even longer since I’ve played with a Domme.”

“We’ll take it slow. I use colors for my safe words. Green to keep going, yellow to slow, and if you call red, play stops immediately. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good girl,” I answered, smoothing a lock of hair from her face. “Now, skirt off.”

She quickly stripped off her skirt and reached for the hem of her shirt.

“No, tonight we’re going slow. There’s no need for you to be naked.”

I knew I’d made the right choice when I saw a small smile. I motioned to the spanking bench and she positioned herself on it. I rubbed light circles on her ass and then brought my hand down gently on her ass. She moaned quietly as I brought my hand down on the other cheek. After a few more times, I bent close to her hair and whispered, “Color?”

“Green,” she moaned. “Green, Mistress.”

“Good girl,” I said, my hand connecting slightly harder with her ass.

I spanked her with increasing force, momentarily stunned when she let out a long, loud scream. My eyes widened and I stopped immediately and asked for her color again. When she moaned green again, I grinned, and glanced down, first taking in the red of her cheeks and then seeing the glistening on the inside of her thighs.

She’s turned on as fuck.

When she screamed as I spanked her again, I slapped her right cheek with as much force as I planned to use for this scene. She was panting with each strike and I grinned when her legs stiffened and she screamed out one more time. She looked like a fucking angel when she came but, damn, she screamed like a devil. I rubbed her cheeks gently and then helped her off the bench. Leading her to the couch, I pulled her down with me and her head lolled on my shoulder.

“You were amazing, Kenley,” I said, pulling a bottle of water out of the bar fridge and handing it to her.

“Thank you,” she answered shyly.

I let her relax a few minutes and catch her breath before I started speaking again.

“How did you feel about that?”

“Honestly, I can’t wait to play again. I’m surprised though. I kind of thought you wanted to play with Thomas.”

“I would love to play with Thomas. Hell, I would love to play with both of you together.”

“Wait, what?” she asked, red blooming on her cheeks.

“I’m a switch, Kenley. I want you both.”

“I—I don’t think I can do this.”

She scrambled to get her skirt back on and dashed from the room. I sat in shock, wondering what the hell had just happened. I half wished I hadn’t said anything but I knew I had to. I sighed and quickly disinfected the bench. I nodded to the DM and headed down to the bar.

Maybe she’ll change her mind.

KENLEY

? ?? Yeah, she got naughty thoughts … ???

Ileft the room and practically ran to the bathroom, locking myself in a stall. I had so many emotions running through me, I didn’t know how to process them. I had loved the play. Shelby definitely knew how to Domme. One minute I’d been coming down from the best climax I’d had since Noah had left and the next, I felt the rug being pulled out from under me. Why hadn’t she told me she wanted both of us?!

C’mon, Kenley. You fucking knew she did.

I couldn’t bring myself to be mad at her. After all, I wasn’t blind and at no point did she ever say she only wanted to play with me. The news that she was a switch was somehow surprising to me. After all, she Dommed perfectly. I really couldn’t imagine her as a sub but I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to see it. I just wasn’t sure I could share. More than that, I wasn’t sure I could share with another sub. Could I share that attention or would jealousy rear its ugly head?

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