Page 103 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

I stepped back and, to my surprise, she slumped forward, almost completely limp. I caught her before she hit the ground and scooped her up into my arms. Her eyes were glassy with a special smile subs only got when they hit subspace. Placing her down on the bed, I stroked her hair and enjoyed her little giggle.

With quick movements, I unbuckled the collar and removed the hook from her ass. I grabbed a bottle of water and a chocolate bar from the mini fridge in the corner of the room before laying down next to her. She was a treasure beyond belief.

I’d never had a sub reach subspace from a blowjob, but something about the scene had triggered her endorphins and pushed her over the edge. It was going to be so much fun discovering other ways to test her limits. For long minutes we snuggled, and I enjoyed feeding her small bites of chocolate.

When I knew she’d recovered, I gave in to the temptation to kiss her. Heat rose between us as our tongues tangled. Even without a single word, we were perfectly in sync. I didn’t care what it took. There was no way I was letting my naughty gift go. We broke for air and I chuckled.

“I think you liked that.”

Her blush was adorable. “I did, Sir.”

Cupping her cheek, I loved the way she snuggled into my touch. “You were promised a reward at the end of your punishments. What would you like if it is within my power? You shall get it.”

“Anything I want, Sir?” Her eyes shone with an eager hunger.

Whatever thought put that look in her eyes was something I definitely wanted to explore. “I’m a man of my word. What is your heart’s desire, Pet?”

“I want to be yours for more than tonight. I know it’s greedy but I don’t want to stop being your Pet.”

My heart raced, and I rolled on top of Nyra, pinning her to the bed. “Nyra. Nothing could make me happier than to be your owner.”

Epilogue

Nyra

2 months later

My body ached in that special way only my owner could cause. My relationship with Master Derrick had moved quickly, but I’d never regretted one moment with him. Every day he pushed me to be my best self while somehow making sure I knew he thought I was perfect.

It was an odd mix that worked for both of us. Last week I’d moved into his house and if everything continued to plan, I would be quitting my job and maybe someday we would get married. We were Owner and Pet 24/7 and I’d never felt more at peace. It didn’t matter if we were doing an intense scene or snuggling and watching the news. The dynamic worked for us.

I was currently sprawled out in one of Valhalla’s recovery rooms with my best friend snuggled next to me. Mel and Clay had hit it off as well as Derrick and I had, though their dynamic was very different.

“Oh—my—god! That session topped all the rest!” Mel giggled.

“You say that every time, Mel.”

She laughed. “I mean it every time. Like seriously, every time I think it can’t get better, it always does.”

“I know what you mean. It has been a whirlwind with Derrick, ever since the night of the Christmas party.”

Derrick and Clay were approaching with water and chocolate. Seriously, they were the best!

“You know what, Ny?” Mel curled into me like she was about to tell me one of the great secrets of the universe.

“What?”

“I’m so glad I shared those tickets with you.”

I burst out laughing, and she joined in.

Derrick scooped me onto his lap and held a water bottle to my lips. I took a deep drink while I enjoyed his strong arms around me. Once I was done, I looked up into his eyes and had to tell him something.

“I love you Derrick.”

His smile could have lit the room. “I love you too, Nyra.”

THE END

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