To start off this chapter I want to address my original mix up between sadist and masochist. I apologize to anyone who may have been offended or upset regarding this and has prevented you from enjoying the story. I only practice a Dom/Sub relationship and have made a slight error with my wording. I have edited this chapter to reflect this and promise to research prior to publishing in the future. Thank you for those who have pointed it out and I hope you enjoy the story.
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I wake up the next morning with the sun high in the sky, shining in through the window. I look to the clock on the nightstand, 1:02 pm, I gasp and sit up so fast it makes my head spin. Dominic's strong-arm wraps around my stomach and pulls me back down to the mattress.
"Where do you think you are running off to?" He asks me, leaning up on an elbow to look into my eyes.
"Well its already 1 in the afternoon, I am sure you have things to do today and I probably should be going," I say with visions of last night flooding my memory and increasing my embarrassment. My body betrays me as my nipples harden in response and my pussy dampens.
"Jessica, take a deep breath. I like you in the daylight as much as I did last night. I hoped to spend the day with you, if you have prior engagements, I understand, and I hope to reschedule a date of some kind to this week. Either way, we have plenty of time to relax this morning -- well this afternoon I suppose," he says with a chuckle.
"Oh, I wasn't sure..." I drift off when he leans down and kisses me gently, and sweetly. Before pulling back too soon with a sight groan from me.
"Come, you need to eat. I imagine you have not eaten much since early yesterday," He says, and I begin to think when my last meal was, and the thought makes my stomach growl. He laughs as he pulls me reluctantly from the sheets and increasing my vulnerability as I realize I am still naked from last night. I cover my breasts with one forearm while the other hand reaches to cover my exposed pussy. Dominic just looks at me and shakes his head. He opens a door I didn't notice until now and reveals a large walk in closet where he pulls on a pair of gym shorts and carries a black satin robe. He hands me the robe and I put it on grateful for the coverage.
"I hope one day, you will be comfortable enough with me to walk around naked. You have such an amazing body, Jessica," He says, and I blush and look down to hide my eye roll. In the light of day all of my flaws are served to him on a silver platter.
"Come, let's eat and after I will give you a more proper tour of the house." He says and takes my hand to lead me to an elegant open concept kitchen opposite the large living room that caught my attention the previous night.
The large living room has a step down creating the divide between it and the kitchen. Next to the kitchen is a large doorway exposing the formal dining area but to the other side, a breakfast nook with the back half against floor to ceiling windows. The kitchen itself has a large island with white marble covering its top as well as the rest of the countertops. The cabinets are a black color with delicate silver hardware. All brand-new appliances scatter the large kitchen. Not a single piece out of place or a crumb on the countertops.
"This is my dream kitchen," I say in awe as I run my fingers over the smooth marble. A flash picturing Dominik pick me up and lay me across the cool marble covering the island makes my heart race. I shake it out of my head but not quick enough.
"What was that thought?" He says looking to me with a fire in his eyes.
"It was nothing," I try to lie as I blush.
"You know better than to lie to me, Kitten," He says.
"Okay, I just pictured you laying me across this island, and um...doing stuff with me. That's all." I rush the ending hoping I told him enough. He walks towards me and backs me up, so my back is pressed against the island.
"This island?" He asks as he runs his hands up my leg under the robe gently caressing where my thighs meet my butt.
"Yes," I manage. Without warning, his hands grip my ass and pick me up effortlessly, so I am sitting on the island. My pussy dampens but I still try to slide back off. He uses a hand to pry my legs open and steps in-between them making me immobile.
"Let me down, please. I am hungry," I say slightly begging.
"I want you to finish your little thought you had and I will let you down." He says with a coy smile.
"I just, well, I um," I stutter.
"Tell me, Kitten," He says.
"Well I pictured you eating me out while I was laying across this island, okay? Now let me down," I say and try to close my legs. He stands firm as if he is made of concrete.
"Well now, I am very hungry too, Kitten," He says with a wink before pushing me slowly back onto the island. He tugs the wrap hoping my robe together letting it fall to my sides. I try to pull it back together, but he gives me a disapproving look.
"Keep those hands next to you or I will be forced to make sure you can't move them," He says and I nod closing my eyes trying to block out the embarrassment of being completely exposed on his kitchen island.
His calloused fingers tug at my nipples waking up my body. He spends so long there that I find myself trying to grind myself against him but with my butt slightly off the island and him inches too far away there is no friction where I need it. He finally moved a hand down and inserts a finger in me slowly, when he reaches my g-spot, he makes the come here motion and I groan feeling my orgasm well up inside me. Before I can even get close, he removes his finger and I look to him, whimpering in need. He puts the finger, glistening with my juices, into his mouth and sucks it. The act both embarrasses me and turns me on at the same time.
"You taste wonderful this morning, Kitten. I ought to get a better taste," He says as he lowers to his knees putting his face level with my exposed pussy. His hands push my thighs further apart as he takes a labia in his mouth and sucks. I continue trying to move my hips, unsuccessfully. He slaps my inner thigh hard making me freeze. He continues torturing me for what feels like hours before taking my clit hard between his lips. His tongue moves lightning fast and the orgasm that was brewing collapses over me without warning. I gasp as waves of pleasure wash over me and Dominic continues to lap it up. He continues licking as aftershock waves pass over me. When he finally finishes, he grabs my hands and pulls me up to him and kisses me. I taste myself on his lips and I think it turns him on. I feel his thick erection through his thin shorts against my stomach as he continues to kiss me. I reach down to put my hand against him, but his hand pulls it away. I groan in response.
"I want to do the same to you now, please?" I ask him but my stomach defies me as it growls loudly enough for both of us to hear.
"You will have plenty of opportunities to do what you have in mind, right now, you and I need to eat something that will curb starvation," He says and we both laugh.
I begin opening up his cupboards to see what I have to work with. I take out various fruits and give him the task of chopping which he obeys without question. I remember his comment about being a terrible cook so I decide to show off a bit. I begin to whip up waffle mix from scratch while I ask him to retrieve his waffle iron.
"So bossy, are you the Mistress of the kitchen?" He jokes.
"Yes and you better hurry up otherwise I will spank you," I say with my most serious face, which I keep for about 3 seconds before we both burst out laughing.
"Yes, Ma'am," he says while still laughing. He retrieves the iron and sets it beside me.
Once they are done cooking, he sets the chopped fruits on the island in the middle of our two plates.
"You look like you enjoy cooking," He say while I butter my waffle.
"Yeah, I grew up with a mother that involved all of us in the kitchen so it's somewhat therapeutic for me. It reminds me of home." I say.
"My mom was the same way, I guess I just never got her gift ," he says.
"well that's alright, I liked bossing you around in here anyways." I say.
"Don't get to use to it, kitten," he says with a wink.
After breakfast, he lets me help clean up but only after I argue with him about it. I rinse off out plates and load them into the dishwasher while looking out the window right at the kitchen sink. I begin to wonder what life might be like here, with him; with family? I shake my head in hopes to also shake the thought out. I am probably to end up being a booty call for him when he is bored and lonely with no other experienced submissive to play with. I must have spaced out because when I feel his strong arms wrap around me, I jump, startled. I quickly try to brush him away and dodge the inevitable. He grabs both my wrists and brings them around my back, forcing my chest towards him. He grasps both of my hands in one of his while the other forces my chin up to look at him in the eyes.
"What is the matter, Kitten?" He asks me.
