Do You Want to Play with Me?
We were coming down to the wire. Edward had yet to tell me for sure whether or not I was going to be his new submissive and it was wreaking havoc on my nerves. My concentration was shot and I was losing focus of everything that was going on around me.
My mind played back to the last session we had. It was the first time I had been permitted to touch him, and while I hadn’t actually done anything really, other than giving him a blowjob, it was still one of the best sexual encounters I’d ever had.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I could still feel the way the padded horse felt beneath my naked flesh. When I closed my eyes, I could hear the sound of our breathing. The smell of our combined arousal lingered in my nostrils. But even more than all of that, I could still feel the sensations of having the flogger strike my bare bottom. Thinking about it was making me wet. In fact, I was wetter now than I had been on Tuesday. It was hard to imagine that it had only been two days.
I knew we were going to have another session tonight, which Edward had told me. He had not, however, told me what it was he wanted to talk to me about. All he would say was that he had a proposition for me. I was giddy with excitement. Maybe tonight was going to be the night. Maybe he was going to present me with a collar. Surely if he was going to proposition me that meant that he wanted me, right?
I was starting to worry though if I had jumped the gun. Tomorrow was Friday and it would mark my last day here at the library. Indefinitely. It was terrifying. My entire adult life I had jobs that were around books and now I would be thrusting myself into the unknown. Was I really prepared? The image of Edward flashing through my brain told me that yes, I was prepared. I would do anything for Edward. Whether he knew it or not, he owned me, mind, body, and soul.
