A/N: There is some mild BDSM but it's nothing over the top. If you prefer rougher scenes, this might not be the story for you.
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When the bell rang, I didn't hesitate for a second before jumping and running straight to the door.
I was finally getting a pet!!
I had been learning how to be the perfect Dom for years now and when my friend Jasmine told me she knew a submissive guy, looking for a master, I took the opportunity right away.
It wasn't uncommon for a girl to be dominative, but it was very rare, so people used to make fun of me a lot. Instead of upsetting me though, they only succeeded on making me a better master, because I learned not only how to control my nerves, but how to punish the others for their disrespect as well.
I didn't like causing people pain, but I knew how to do it when necessary. I became a Dom mostly because of my need to control. It wasn't something I simply liked, it was more than that to me. If I didn't get the control, I didn't enjoy the sexual act at all, making the whole process pointless.
Opening the door, I gaped at the guy standing in front of me.
That was my submissive!
But he was huge.
How was I going to dominate someone who intimidates me so much...
Suddenly he bowed his head, and when he looked at me with those big, blue eyes from under his lashes, I knew I got the right guy.
"Hello, Miss! My name is Ryder. I am looking for Chloe Matthews. Lady Jasmine gave me this address." He looked so shy while saying all of that, and my heart melted right away. His voice was barely there and he was on the verge of stuttering but what amazed me was how the way he said the words, sounded like he had rehearsed it a few times in front of the mirror.
Giving him a big smile, I took a step back, letting him come in.
"Hello Ryder, I am Chloe!" I beamed at him, completely forgetting the dominative side I was supposed to show. It didn't really matter, I could order him around as much as I wanted, even after showing him my good side. "Come in." I rushed him in, pushing the door behind him.
It was slightly awkward for a few moments. With not knowing each other, it was hard to find a good topic. But after reading some things about him in the file Jasmine had sent me the silence wasn't going to last long.
I sat on the sofa and was more than happy when Ryder joined me and sat beside me instead of choosing the other couch.
"So, Ryder, I heard you are a good cook?" The awkwardness disappeared right away as he smiled at me, his eyes sparkling with joy. It was obvious he loved cooking and I was going to take advantage of it. After all, I barely knew how to use the oven.
He started rambling on and on about how he owned a family restaurant, sharing it with his sister and brother. He told me how his mother was the one to teach him how to cook at the young age of seven and that he hasn't stopped since then.
His passion towards it all made me listen with interest, and as we moved to other topics, I noticed he always got really into the conversation.
"A-about our ... our deal?" I laughed at Ryder's shyness and he began fidgeting at his place.
"What do you want to know about it?" I asked, coolly.
"Ermm, I had a Dom once and she was extremely rough..." He paused and it was my turn to be nervous. I could only hope he wasn't one of those masochists, because I seriously didn't thing I could cause pain to such a cute guy. "I-I just wanted to make sure, you won't do things like that.." his voice was hesitant as he finished, leaving the sentence somewhat hanging.
"What things?" I questioned, taking his hand in mine, hoping to calm him a bit.
"Well, she liked to whip me and I-I don't like things like that. I mean if I am in the wrong, I understand but not only because of someone else's enjoyment." I got closer to him, taking his face in my hands. He looked so adorable at the moment, I could look at him for hours.
"Don't worry, I won't be a bad Dom, I promise. I want us to have a relationship filled with trust and some day even love. Not a relationship where one is afraid of the other. If that's okay with you, I don't need more but for you to follow my lead when we are having sex. In other cases, I won't treat you as a slave." I laughed a bit as he blushed deep red. Leaning closer, I pecked his lips, startling him a little.
His lips were so soft, I wanted to taste him again, but before I got the chance to do so, he surprised me by kissing me himself. It was a lot more different this time though. The kiss was rough and our lips crushed against each other fighting a battle we both knew who would win. After a few seconds, I bit his lip, inflicting a moan from him as he opened his mouth, giving me access to his warm mouth.
I took the chance and explored every spot of his mouth, from the tip of his tongue to the roof of his sweet mouth. Apparently enjoying my every action, Ryder grabbed my tights and pulled me on his lap, making me straddle him.