Page 55 of Taking Her Medicine

Zoelle

It had been amazing to wake up to the sunlight shining across the lake, but I had zero focus. Aaron and I sat in the kitchen, not speaking. Our first cups of coffee had come and gone. I had made egg, cheese, and sausage patties on a croissant for breakfast mainly to give myself something to do. Aaron had eaten about half, but I picked at mine, not eating much.

“Are you okay, kitten?”

“Yes. I finished writing my lines.” I looked down to see I’d ripped the napkin to bits, and swept them into my hand. “Can I show you?”

“You can show me after breakfast.” He flipped through the newspaper, having had it delivered to our vacation spot for a week, and drank another sip of coffee.

“Why do you even read the paper?”

Aaron raised his head, frowning. “I like to read the paper instead of watching the news. It keeps me up on current events, and it’s interesting.”

“There’s nothing fun.”

“I like it.”

I stared at him for a while, but didn’t want to push him, not when we had our scene planned—something I’d been looking forward to for so long. I stood, deposited the napkin bits into the trash, and proceeded to clean the mess I had made from cooking, intentionally as loud as possible. Putting away the leftovers that I hadn’t eaten, I then proceeded to wipe down the countertops while grumbling under my breath.

Aaron wrapped an arm around my waist, forcing me to stop. “What’s on your mind, sweetheart?”

“The anticipation is literally killing me, Aaron.”

“We can’t have that.” He kissed my cheek. “Go take a bath. I want you to shave your kitty bare.” His tone deepened on his command, and shivers ran through my body. “Once that’s done, put on the robe hanging in the closet and come to the basement.”

“I, uh, don’t usually remove everything.”

“Do you want me to do it for you?”

I bit down on my lip, thinking of what it would be like to have Aaron perform such an intimate act on my body, even though he had seen every inch of me, it would be on display and scrutinized under his watchful eyes. Swallowing hard, I shook my head. “N-no, thank you, Sir. I’ll do it.”

“Good girl.” He kissed my lips softly. “I added an oversized couch downstairs with lots of soft cushions, blankets, and a mini-fridge. We can hang out down there and relax after our scene.”

“Do you think I’ll hit subspace?”

“You might, but I’m better prepared this time.”

“What if I go to subspace and I can’t say anything, and I’m restrained, and I can’t move—”

“Easy, kitten.” Aaron took my face in his hands, forcing me to focus on him. “We don’t have to play right now if you don’t want to.”

“I do… but I’m nervous.”

“You’ve got your safeword, your colors. We already negotiated this scene in the car on the way here. Right?”

“Yes, Sir.” I nodded, but nerves prickled through me. “What if I forget all that?”

“You’re not going to be gagged this time, Zoelle. You can use your words. I might not stop everything, but I’m not going to go full throttle without easing you into things first. You’ve got nothing to be worried about.”

“I’m not worried, just excited and aroused. And maybe a couple other things…”

“Take your time in the bathtub. There’s no rush, sweetheart.” He released his hold. “We’re going to have so much fun.”

I nodded enthusiastically though butterflies swarmed through my tummy. “Yes, Sir. I’ll see you in a few.” I hugged him tightly, and shuffled off to do as I was told.

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I dawdled in the garden tub until the skin on my fingers and toes wrinkled but I loved how luxurious my bath felt. I made a mental note to beg Aaron to escape to the lake house more often. I shaved my pussy bald as he requested, and I checked out my handiwork with a handheld mirror. It wasn’t a feeling I was used to, but the silky soft skin begged to be touched. I hesitated. If I started playing with myself, I wouldn’t stop until I came and that would delay our scene. Sighing, I padded into the master bedroom and opened the closet. Hanging in the back was the softest pink robe embroidered with my name on it! I hugged it to me, before shrugging it on. Glancing at the floor, I saw a pair of glittery pink ballet slippers and tugged each one on in turn. Aaron was so thoughtful! I twirled around in the mirror a few times, before dancing down the hallway, descending the steps to the basement.

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