Page 19 of Defended
Chapter 7
By the time they got back to the apartment, Peggy was practically bursting at the seams with impatience. Melody took the opportunity to slip away to her room while Peggy and Elliott were saying goodbye at the door, hoping that maybe she'd be able to hide out in her own room and Peggy would take the hint, but... no such luck.
Five minutes later, Peggy knocked on her door and came right in without waiting for Melody to answer.
"Tell me everything!" The redhead squealed, practically launching herself onto Melody's bed, bouncing with excitement. "Did he spank you? Did you guys have sex? Was he bossy? Was it good?"
"Slow down," Melody protested, laughing. Even though part of her was craving some quiet time to think and reflect, Peggy's excited energy was contagious. Besides, she needed Peggy's help to loosen the corset. So far she was doing a crap job of it on her own, and she really didn't want to have to sleep in it. "Help me with my corset, and I'll tell you everything."
Peggy immediately bounced up off the bed and came over to begin loosening the strings. Oh man. If taking off a bra felt good, taking off a corset was almost orgasmic. She felt her entire body sag, relaxing, and she sucked in the biggest lungful of sweet, sweet air.That was almost as good as ‘I’m not going to jail’ air.
Something poked the back of her shoulder.
"Hey, woman, you're killing me! Dish!" Peggy demanded, poking her again before returning to the corset strings and finishing loosening them. Melody pressed her hands over her stomach as the corset drooped, keeping it from falling down completely.
"Okay, well he remembered me, obviously," Melody said, blushing again, although this time it was from pleasure rather than embarrassment. She stepped away, heading over to her dresser so she could get her pajamas. Peggy pranced back over to Melody's bed, bouncing with palpable excitement as she listened. "And we started watching one of the scenes, and he asked me what I knew about, you know, BDSM and stuff."
"Did you tell him about your book addiction?" Peggy teased.
"Yes." Melody replaced the corset with a soft t-shirt, sighing with happiness as the material brushed against her sensitive skin. She felt all tingly where the corset had been. Not surprising since it had left all sorts of red marks on her from where her body had been scrunched together.
"And then what?"
"Then... I kind of lied about something so that he would spank me." She grinned, grabbing a pair of yoga pants. She still couldn't believe she'd had the courage to do that.
"What did you lie about?"
"Reading Daddy Dom books," Melody admitted. She knew Peggy thought those books were stupid.
"Ugh, good for him, you should be spanked for reading those."
Yup, that was about the reaction she'd anticipated, but she found herself bristling anyway. It hadn't bothered her before when Peggy had made her opinion on those books clear, but now it did. Maybe because now it felt like a critique of her and Kawan, rather than just Peggy not liking the books... it was hard not to take the judgment a little more personally.
"He didn't spank me for reading them." She jerked her shirt down and pulled the pants on.
Behind her, Peggy snorted. "It looks like he barely spanked you at all. Did you get off at least?"
"Oh, yes." Melody moved over to her dresser and pulled her pants down, twisting around so she could see her butt. It still felt a little sore, but it wasn't even pink.
Well, that was kind of disappointing. She rubbed the ivory skin and frowned, making Peggy laugh. Hopping up from the bed, Peggy came over and got in almost the same position, mirroring Melody, before pulling up her skirt to show off her own ass. Unlike Melody, she wasn't even wearing a thong, she was completely pantiless. There were some long welts across both cheeks, dark pink lines crossing the pale expanse.
Melody's eyes widened. "Holy shit!"
"Elliott used a cane," Peggy said smugly, running her hand over the marks while watching herself in the mirror. "Want to touch?"
"Uh, yes." She was utterly fascinated. Partly repelled, partly enthralled. The raised welts were a little warm to the touch, the flesh definitely swollen, and she couldn't suppress a little shudder.
The idea of being caned made her want to run screaming, but Peggy seemed proud of the marks, and there was a little part of Melody that wished she had something similar to show off. Not that it was a competition, but she just wanted to know... could she handle it?
"How much did it hurt?" she asked, straightening back up.
"A hell of a lot more than a spanking," Peggy said with a final smirk at herself in the mirror before dropping her skirt. "I guess he went easy on you since it was your first time at the club. Are you going to see him again?"
"Maybe... He said he wants to, but he also wants me to think about whether or not I really want to get involved with him."
"Why wouldn't you want to? He's hot." Peggy fanned herself with her hand, rolling her eyes upwards for emphasis.
Even though she knew Peggy's opinion on Daddy Dom books, Melody didn't have anyone else to talk to about this stuff, so she just decided to go for it. Especially since Peggy thought he was hot, maybe she'd be more open-minded.
