“Yes, Mistress,” Lindsey said.
Camilla swatted her with the cane again, over and over. She writhed on the bed, helpless with her arms restrained, adrenaline and arousal rushing through her veins.
She felt Camilla’s hand on the back of her shoulder. “That’s enough for tonight.”
Lindsey whimpered. Her body was awake now. She didn’t want things to be over yet.
“Don’t worry, we have three whole months to explore all this. I’m going to untie you now.”
Camilla unbound the ropes from Lindsey’s wrists, releasing her. Lindsey rolled onto her back and flexed her hands, letting out a contented sigh.
Camilla placed the rope to the side, then slipped onto the bed beside Lindsey. “Did you enjoy that?”
Lindsey nodded. “Thank you, Mistress.”
Camilla pecked Lindsey on the lips. “There’s water on the nightstand next to you. And we still have all that dessert if you’re hungry.”
“I’m okay.” There was something Lindsey wanted, but it wasn’t food.
“Then there’s only one thing left to do.”
Camilla untied the sheer drapes, letting them fall around the bed. Like magic, the outside world disappeared, and it was just the two of them. Camilla wrapped her arms around Lindsey and drew her in close.
Lindsey purred. She liked the feel of Camilla’s body against hers, in more ways than one. She knew Camilla’s intentions weren’t sexual. All of this was just standard aftercare. Camilla was looking after her submissive’s needs, making sure Lindsey was warm, fed, hydrated, and most of all, offered comfort and affection to prevent her from crashing both physically and mentally.
But Lindsey didn’t want comfort. She didn’t want food or water or anything else.
She wanted Camilla.
Camilla kissed her again. This time, Lindsey kissed her back with double the intensity. Lindsey felt a shift in her Mistress’s body, a response to Lindsey’s obvious hunger. She parted her lips and let Camilla’s tongue dance around hers, desire flaring inside her.
Camilla pulled away. Lindsey whimpered in protest.
“What is it?” Camilla asked.
Lindsey’s words caught in her throat. She was feeling so many things that she wasn’t expecting to feel, and she found it impossible to articulate them all. Instead, she reached out and pulled Camilla back to her.
“Is there something you want?” Camilla’s teasing tone made it clear that she already knew the answer.
Lindsey finally found her voice. “You know what I want, Mistress.”
“We haven’t discussed this part of our arrangement yet.”
Lindsey groaned. “Please?”
“I did tell you that I take consent very seriously. I wouldn’t want to cross any boundaries.” Camilla traced her thumb down Lindsey’s chin. “I’ll make an exception, just this once. But you’re going to have to tell me exactly what you want.”
Lindsey nodded. Her ch
in tingled where Camilla had touched her.
“Tell me,” Camilla said softly. “What do you want your Mistress to do for you?”
“Mistress, please.” Lindsey’s voice quivered. “Take off my dress.”
Camilla reached around behind Lindsey and unzipped the emerald-green dress, her hands brushing down Lindsey’s naked back. A shiver spread over her skin. Lindsey sat up, allowing Camilla to pull it off. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath the low-backed dress, and her nipples perked up in the cool air. Lindsey lay back down on her side facing Camilla.
“What else?” Camilla asked. “What else do you want me to do?”