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A bit awkward in our step, we both got our giggling asses back down to Faith's dungeon without much delay. She even parked closer than she normally would, hidden behind a bunch of bushes, to save time. But soon enough, I was in the shower, washing off all stickiness. All by myself, as Faith refused anything more until I was cleaned up properly for her. She just spanked me lightly, saying "You better know I'm getting some of that later!"
Faith's copious affection for me was really doing me good, and I was starting to really feel like a new man after this shower. Not just after this shower, but in general from exploring new dynamics and new interactions through and with my relationship with Faith. It felt good. It gave me this weird, but nice buzzing sensation within me, an everlasting excitement to just be around her. Maybe it was a bit early to think the way I did, but I was starting to realize that I might actually truly love her. Like for real for real.
Faith was probably the person who made me feel the best about myself. It wasn't only her looks or her personality that made me attracted to her, but the fact that she was a vampire and had seen so much shit over the years. She had lived a life that I could never even begin to imagine, and yet she was so down to earth. It was so easy to talk to her, and she was just so kind. And to think that it was me who ended up as the lucky boy who dated her. It was mind-boggling, but I appreciated every second of it. I loved life when I was with her.
My dear protector, my girlfriend.
"Is there room for two?" Faith asked, breaking my shower-thought trance.
"Ah, I'm actually done," I said, watching Faith pouting her lip playfully, then glancing across her body. "I'll just watch you get cleaned up, instead."
"You creep," Faith chuckled, handing me my towel.
"I know, I'm a monster," I said. "Now get to cleaning."
Faith smiled, kissing me before she started her own shower.
I sat down on the toilet seat, watching Faith wash her body. I felt quite satisfied as I saw her smile, and she caught my gaze. With a smirk, she took the bottle of liquid soap, held it over her head as she stretched up in full length, creating a glorious arch, and closed her eyes, letting the soap trickle out and crash against her naked body, giving a small moan as the soap collided with her chest.
She then gently pressed her open palms against her hips and guided them up toward her breasts, cupping them before finding the smooth soap and spreading it around, her body soon glistening in wet soap and patches of foam. All the time with the water spraying over her, making her look all sexy and elegant. She then continued upward to wash her shoulders, stretching even higher still, her breasts glistening and shaping up so sexy from how she mushed them about.
"How come you own a club?" I asked, staring at her as she moved down to spread soap across her thighs, eventually turning to show me her doing her butt too. My eyes were glued to every motion.
"The club, while it isn't the most lucrative line of business, it's one of the more fun ones," Faith explained.
I then watched Faith for a few minutes, just taking in everything for a moment while I kept her company. She had a smile on her face, and it made my heart swell to know that I was the reason for that. She was happy to be with me and happy to give me a small show of washing herself just to satisfy me.
"Are we good?" I asked. "With what happened tonight."
Faith turned off the shower and turned around, "Fetch me my robe while I dry off. Of course. I'll beat up all the bullies in our way, and then some. But I only save my best beatings for you, sweetheart. When you're not so bruised up."
Yeah, I had had a rough week so even as I wanted to, I don't think I could actually take one of Faith's whipping sessions. But that wasn't the question I was asking.
"I know that. I mean, did you do something you can't undo?" I asked.
"Nope," Faith said. "I own that bitch, and if anyone has a problem they can fuck off. Even from a pure business-pragmatic sense, it's hazardous to have a bunch of little kids running around our booze."
"Like me?" I challenged.
"You might be little, but with that hog you got you're not kid," Faith said.
It was still a bit awkward when Faith complimented me like that, especially in areas I had been previously ridiculed for, but despite my face growing warm, I still found myself flattered. Probably because it came from her, and with all sincerity. I think I liked it, especially with how crass she was sometimes. I liked the dirty Faith as well as the elegant side of her.
"Erh. Can I confess something?" Faith asked, finally taking the robe out of my hand, draping it across her shoulders and loosely tying it.
"Of course," I said, glancing across her naked body before she hid it under the red silk.
"I knew those assholes would be there," Faith admitted. "I wanted to punish them so badly for how they've treated you. So when I then saw on Instagram that they were at a club, one of my own at that, I knew if I could get us there the idiots would do something stupid. Which they did. And while I won't apologize for fucking them up, I want to say sorry for misleading you like that. I could've told you, but I thought you would say no... And I wanted to fuck them up so bad."
"Faith, it's okay. Perhaps a bit messed up, but I forgive you. It was fun to be there for once, and perhaps it's weird of me to say this, but it felt good that you wanted to do it. I've just been worried you'd kill them or something if some confrontation happened. As you said before that you can get quite angry, and you've, erh, done such killings before. You really are a wonderful girlfriend, you know that? I don't think I could be... disappointed or whatever, not with you. You protect me, and it feels nice to have someone so awesome as my guardian angel," I said, earning an affectionate look from Faith.
"And you are a wonderful boyfriend," Faith replied, kissing my head, taking my hand, and guiding me to the bedroom. "You know my toy room?"
"Yeah?" I asked, feeling the intrigue grow within me.
"Maybe we can celebrate tonight even more? If you think you're ready to fully submit, by taking it to the playroom, the more appropriate name?" Faith suggested, smiling down at me. "But you have to be sure. Like really sure. Like, you might get forcibly taken against your will in there, and in ways you've never imagined. If you join me in there, it won't help to plead. You are mine, and I won't hold back. But I can promise you this, you'll have more fun than you can ever imagine."
That was certainly an enticing offer, though dangerously, deliciously formulated. It sounded like a warning, but up till now everything Faith and I had done had been fantastic. As ominous as her warning was, it only added fuel to my already burning desire. I desperately wanted to make her proud, and to explore that dark, forbidden part of me I've always suppressed. Faith would treat me right, I just knew it.
"I know I can trust you," I assured.
"Not in there," Faith smiled, but I knew even when she said that she wouldn't hurt me more than what I wanted and was able to take.
