Page 97 of In Her Own Way
“I should be the one in your lap,” Jessica said with a pout. “I’ve lost my cat, I think,”
“What can I say?” Victoria said. “The ladies love me.”
“I’m in that club, too, I’m afraid,” Jessica said. “Smitten. Gone. Head over heels.”
Victoria grinned. “Actually, I think it means she’s accepted me into the pride.”
After they’d eaten and the dishes taken care of, Victoria said, “I heard this saying once. Something like early to bed, early to rise.” She looked toward the bedroom door.
“Bed, yes, please,” Jessica said. They both knew that ‘bed’ didn’t mean sleep. She allowed herself to be led into the bedroom. Misty didn’t seem to mind and made herself comfortable in the spot where Victoria had been sitting.Yeah, little girl, I think she’s part of the pride now.
“Babe?” Victoria said as she shut the bedroom door.
“Yes, love?” Jessica wrapped her arms around Victoria’s neck.
“Why don’t you call me Ma’am or Sir?”
“Do you want me to?” Jessica asked. They’d discussed protocols, and that hadn’t come up.
“It’s usually the first question every submissive asks about.”
“Neither of those honorifics sounds right,” Jessica said. “Do you want me to?” She asked again.
Victoria seemed confused, but then her expression turned resolute. “I don’t need that anymore, I think. However, if you want to, it’s fine. Like in the heat of the moment or something?”
“Understood,” Jessica said. “And just so we’re clear here. Youaremy Domme. Youdorun the roost, as it were.”
“We’ll run the roost together, but I’m comfortable leading and making the hard decisions.”
“Excellent,” Jessica said. “So, what decision have you made for our Friday night fun?”
Victoria’s expression hardened. “Someone deserves a spanking for tempting the new security guard at school today.”
Jessica’s eyes grew wide. Yes, yes, yes. A fun-ishment. Hallelujah! She moaned. The way Victoria was devouring her with her eyes made her clit jump in anticipation.
Victoria unbuttoned Jessica’s blouse and slid it off her body. Pants were unzipped next. They shimmied down Jessica’s legs to pool at her feet. The thong soon lay on the floor as well. The only thing left was her bra. Victoria had gotten her some sexy, lacy ones for Christmas, and yes, she’d worn one to school that day.
“Inspection.”
Jessica snapped into inspection pose. Her hands behind her head, legs spread. Eyes forward, the way Victoria said she liked it. Victoria went over to the toy drawer and pulled out a riding crop. Ooh, the pink one. She came face-to-face with Jessica but didn’t smile. Jessica could feel Victoria’s body warmth as she moved around her, not touching her once. It was excruciatingly sexy.
Victoria snapped a bra strap from behind. Jessica inhaled sharply. That was unexpected.
“This was worn to school today.” It was a statement. “Yet another device to tempt the new security guard.”
A hand reached around and roughly massaged the muffin top spilling out of the bra. Heat flooded Jessica down below. She arched her pelvis accidentally.
“A Jezebel in our midst,” came the husky voice behind her. The crop tapped her bare ass. And then it hit again, harder. Jessica yelped, just a little. Another hit, another yelp. The crop hit a new spot every time. So far, in their impact sessions, Victoria had not made her count strokes. That was good. Jessica wanted to focus on sensations, not math.
The crop headed down the backs of her legs, stopping short of the back of her knees. Victoria was a seasoned Domme andknew just the right places to impact. Jessica squirmed; her skin was getting hot. The pain was just that—pain. It hadn’t translated into pleasure yet.
Victoria must have sensed that a shift was needed because the crop strikes stopped. She moved around to face Jessica but never once made eye contact. Instead, she inspected Jessica’s body. It was as if Victoria were looking at an object, an object to be used for her own enjoyment. When she finally made eye contact, it wasn’t gentle or mirthful; it was hard and calculated. Jessica had seen this look before and knew it was all in the name of setting the mood so they both felt the power differential. Jessica’s breathing got heavier. Just a tad. Victoria was in no way near done with her, but she didn’t know what was coming next.
“At ease,” Victoria said and walked away. Jessica brought her arms down and clasped her hands behind her back. Victoria placed the crop methodically on the dresser and pulled out a flogger from the open drawer.
Yes, yes, yes,Jessica squealed to herself. Anticipatory joy rushed through her. Even her pulsing backside felt the joy.
Victoria tossed the flogger on the bed and then went into the bathroom. The short time it took her to come back out seemed like days. Jessica thrust her chest out slightly. Victoria noticed. Good. Victoria picked up the small bench Jessica used at her makeup table and positioned it at the foot of the bed. “Assume the position.” Victoria gestured to the stool.
