Chapter 57 - 57

He took a deep breath and started telling me a story about a young man who had met the perfect woman and married her right out of college. They lived happily for a year or so as the man struggled to start up his first company and the woman became a devoted housewife. Soon afterward they discovered bondage and decided to throw themselves into it. It was perfect as these things can be as they felt each other out in this strange new world they were sharing. That was until he realized the woman was just manipulating him in and out of the bedroom.

There was a short pause when the pizza guy dropped off dinner and he quickly continued after I told him I had sat down again.

She pretended to crave submission yet refused to give it to him, her love was based solely on his bank account status.

When they joined a club to expand their play, she found another man who was more versed in bondage and had an account that could please her. This man was the one who gave her the shiny diamond on her finger when she ran off with this new man and promptly filed for divorce. In return, Reed did the only thing he could do, built up his company and became a Master in BDSM.

"You see I signed those papers and returned them. I thought that part of my life was over. Until she popped in the other day out of the blue and told me the papers were never filed properly and we were still married. My private investigator is looking into that one. But along with that she also informed me she would not be filing for divorce again anytime soon."

He paused and I could imagine his elbows resting on his knees and his hand running through his hair every few minutes. I ached to be there with him sitting between his legs or leaning on them to give him support while he was telling me all of this. I had tears in my eyes for the young man who was told he wasn't good enough and for the older man who was good enough, although he no longer wanted to be. I got up and got some tissues to clean my face.

"Are those tears for me, little one?" he asked softly through the phone his voice thick with emotions.

"Yes, Sir," I said on a sniffle.

"Now do you see why I wanted to wait? You need me right now and I can't be there.”

"Yes, Sir. I also see you need me and it's killing me," I said.

I went to my room and lay on my bed to snuggle up to his pillow, determined to have at least this much of him close.

"So, here we are. I'm stuck in Seattle with a woman I'd rather turn over to Master Tom than touch again and you're at home alone sitting on your couch eating pizza," he said in a frustrated tone.

"Well, actually to break the monotony of the last week I decided to go to bed early," I said trying to lighten the mood.

Silence ensued once more causing me to squirm and wonder what I had said wrong.

"You're lying in bed right now, aren't you?”

I could hear the desire throbbing through the phone and it made my stomach clench.

"Yes, Sir," I whispered.

"Good. Take off your clothes."He demanded.

The command was a surprise for some reason even though I should have known to expect it.

I felt my mouth drop. "What?”

"You heard me, little sub. Take off all your clothes. Let me know when you're done," he growled.

It was gentle more with desire rather than menace as if he couldn't wait for what was going to happen. It sent shivers down my spine and the sub in me did a little dance. My Master was giving me a command and I felt myself grow wet at just the tone of his voice. I wanted to protest. Surely, we could wait until we were together again. But I could tell by the firmness in his tone that he was not willing to wait another moment.

Biting my lip and putting the phone down proceeding to do as he asked. I felt my hands shake as I pulled my shirt over my head. The cool air in the house immediately brought my nipples to a hard point and I silently cursed myself for not wearing a bra as the feel of my shirt rubbing over them made my breath catch. I had to sit down to take off my pants and undies feeling a little flush of embarrassment that they were the classic granny panties. Even though I knew he could not see me. When I was naked, I picked the phone back up and put it back to my ear.

"Good girl," he said softly.

The satisfaction in his voice made me squeeze my legs together as the throbbing began to increase.

"Now I know you have some toys. Go get them, "he commanded.

I groaned, it was bad enough when he wanted me to touch myself and yet to pull out Mr. Happy and his little friends, as I had always called them in my head, seemed almost impossible. This had always been a naughty fantasy of mine, to have a man sit there and watch as I was pleasuring myself. I just had not ever dared to ask for it, but now it seemed I was going to leave out a little slice of it with this man on the phone.

"Do it, Mia," he said firmly again.

"Why do you always have to use your Dom voice on me? Could you give me a second to pull my thoughts together?"I snapped.

Then I slapped my hand over my mouth and looked around as if he had jumped out of the phone to punish me.

"You need to tell me when you are getting overwhelmed, Mia. Are you?" he asked.

"A little. It's just that this is all so new and yes, I want it. But I feel as if I've fallen down a rabbit hole and I'm just trying to find the potion to make me big again," I said putting my head in my hands feeling ashamed that I'd let him down.

"You're doing just fine, Mia. I expected some resistance from you, especially since you are so new to this. I'm sorry that sometimes I lose my patience with you. It's just that I can hardly wait to see your reaction to each new thing and the thought of you submitting to me just makes me so hard that I get impatient. I'll let you in on a little secret. It has been a long time since I have had to train a new sub. So please, forgive me."

I was blown away I would never have expected a man, much less a Dom to apologize for anything. I felt tears rise to my eyes at the thought he cared enough to apologize to me.

"Mia?" he said concerned.

"Yes-" I croaked and cleared my throat, "yes I forgive you, Master."