Hers to Keep (Irresistibly Bound 3)

It was clear that she was done answering questions. But Lindsey still had something she wanted to ask her Mistress. “What about…”

“Yes?” Camilla said.

“What about sex?”

“What about it?”

“Well, I read that for women with endometriosis sex can be… hard.”

“Yes, it can be for me under some circumstances. But I can still enjoy it. It just requires a lot of care. That’s why I prefer to take the reins, so to speak.”

“Is that why you’re a Domme?” Lindsey asked.

Camilla thought for a moment. “I suppose it is, in a way. But not in the way you think.” She put her pen and paper down in her lap. “My illness can be unpredictable at times. Sure, there are patterns, but I never really know when it’s going to flare up. When you’re dealing with a condition that has a lot of ups and downs, it’s easy to feel like you’re not in control of your own body, let alone your own life. It can be liberating to take that control back.”

“That makes sense,” Lindsey said.

“Of course, there are other reasons why I like being a dominant.” Camilla drew the back of her finger up the side of Lindsey’s cheek. Her voice dropped low. “There’s something addictive about making a submissive squirm.”

A flicker of lust ran down Lindsey’s spine. Camilla sure knew how to make her squirm.

“Now, as much as I enjoy your presence, I should get back to work. Why don’t you go take advantage of this lovely afternoon?”

“Okay, Mistress.”

Lindsey stood up and shook out her numb legs. She had pushed Camilla far enough out of her comfort zone for the day.

Before leaving the room, Lindsey paused by the door. “Thank you,” she said.

“For what?” Camilla asked.

“For pushing me this morning. I needed that.”

Camilla gave her a half smile. “I’ll see you at dinner. Try not to be late this time.”

Chapter Thirteen

“Lindsey?” June appeared in the doorway of the sitting room. “Faith has arrived.”

Lindsey thanked June and made her way downstairs. It was Friday evening. Camilla had left for her trip several days ago, and she was due back tomorrow night. Lindsey had spent most of the week enjoying the solitude of the grounds. But Camilla had been right. Lindsey was starting to feel lonely, so she was looking forward to having Faith around, even if it was just for one night.

By the time Lindsey reached the front door, Faith had hopped out of the car.

She spotted Lindsey and waved. “Wow, you weren’t kidding about this place. It’s huge.”

“Yep.” Lindsey pulled Faith in for a hug. She’d actually forgotten how awesome the manor was. After living here for a month, it had become normal. Going back to the real world was going to be a rude shock. “What do you want to do first? I can show you around?”

“Sure,” Faith said. “Let’s start with your room. I want to see all the stuff Camilla bought you.”

A few minutes and a greeting from June later, they were in Lindsey’s bedroom. Lindsey sat on the bed while Faith flicked through her wardrobe, squealing with excitement every now and then.

“If Camilla wants another sugar baby, I volunteer,” Faith said. “You get to keep all this?”

“Yep,” Lindsey replied.

Faith pulled out a long evening gown that Lindsey hadn’t even worn yet. “This would fetch a great price online.”

Lindsey hadn’t even thought about that. She’d barely thought about her money problems since she moved in. As promised, Camilla had deposited a generous allowance into Lindsey’s bank account every week since she’d arrived, but it wasn’t like she needed it. She had everything she needed here at the manor, and Camilla provided whatever Lindsey asked for. She’d practically forgotten that money was a part of the arrangement.