Two Doms for Christmas (12 page)

“I think I would love that. I’ve
wanted a new floor for years, but didn’t know who to call to get it done. I can
pay for it. What about getting the counter redone? The current one is pretty
cut up and it makes it hard to clean.”

“No problem. Any idea of what you
want for the new one?”

“I’d honestly like black and white.
I saw a kitchen in a magazine. The floor was marble-look, black, gray, and
white tiles. The counters were done opposite with smaller white-marble tiles
with black and gray streaks. They had done a zigzag design with strips of the
floor tiles to tie the two in. It looked so nice.” She was really asking for a
lot, but that was what she wanted.

“Okay,” said Austin. “I’m glad you
gave a decisive answer. The only problem I see with that is that there is a
possibility you won’t be living there in the future and it’s a bunch of work
for a house you might sell.”

Haley was stunned. Why would she
sell her house? Was he saying she might want to find somewhere else to live, or
was he saying she might be moving in with them? Austin had a very nice house
that she might be happy to live in, but she had only met him four days ago.
“Can I have an explanation for that comment?”

“I suppose. I was just thinking
that if things worked out as well as I believe they will, you will be moving in
with me.”

He was fishing for an answer.
“That’s something to keep in mind for the future.” With a grin, she got up and
collected the dishes, setting them in the sink. She began to fill it with soapy
water when Austin put his arms around her.

“Was that an uncomfortable thing to
think about, that you needed to escape the table?”

“No.” It really wasn’t. She just
always did the dishes directly after dinner was finished. “This is simple force
of habit.”

“Your habit or Jack’s?”

That was a very interesting
question. “I’m not sure. I was certainly less fastidious before I got married.
I used to use paper plates because washing dishes was too much trouble. I would
have to say it’s a habit Jack taught me. Why, is it bad?”

“Washing the dishes is fine,
although Med and I would have no problem helping or even doing it. We are both
fine with domestic stuff. The idea of you getting up in the middle of a
discussion to do the dishes is not fine. Please leave them and sit back down.”
He kissed the side of her neck, a gesture that made her entire body sizzle. She
shivered.

“Are you cold?”

“No, that was purely from the feel
of your caress.”

“That’s nice to know. You should always
let me know when you particularly enjoy a certain touch or action.”

Yes, so he could warp her mind or
punish her by withholding it. “Okay.” She waited as he released her and then
returned to her seat. “Can I at least get up and make coffee? I really want a
cup.”

“Go ahead. Make us one also.”

Instead of sitting back down, he
went to the fridge. “Do you heat up Sammie’s food?”

“Yes, I usually warm it a little,
especially in this kind of weather.”

He nodded and took out a pan. “What
do you think about mixing their food? I feed mine only the highest grade
free-range food with no additives or preservatives. Do you think Sammie will
eat it?”

“I don’t know, mix a little into
his food and see. I have always cooked for them, but I try to make changes
gradually so I doesn’t upset their stomachs.” She suddenly thought of poor
Ginger, lying in the hospital cage alone. It was a depressing thought and she
wanted to get up and do something to offset it.

“That made you think of Ginger,
didn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“I saw your eyes tear up for a
moment. Let me ask you a question. What did you want to do in response to your
reaction?”

“Honestly, I wanted to get up and
do the dishes.” Haley shrugged. Was she really that programmed to clean when
she was upset? Had Jack done that to her without her even realizing it. Was it
just a normal reaction to get up and do something trivial to stop herself from
thinking?

Austin seemed pensive as he dished
some of Sammie’s food into a pan and added two cans of food for his dogs.
“Think back to before you got married. Were your reactions different?”

“I was just wondering the same
thing myself. Of course, back then I was really busy. I had schoolwork and as I
said, I helped offset my bills in a strip club. I told you my parents wanted me
to be independent. They pushed me out the door and into college, but didn’t pay
for much. On the nights I wasn’t working, I was out with my friends. I guess I
have always kept myself busy with something. It’s just
the
what
that has changed.”

“Did it bother you to be a
stripper?”

Leaning her head back, she
considered it. It was a good paying job in a time when she desperately needed
money. “I guess maybe it did. I told my friends I worked in a nightclub, but
never told them which one, or what I was doing. My friends all thought I was a
bartender because I knew how to make a wide range of drinks. In my spare
moments I took an online course in mixology and kept a running list of popular
drinks in the notebook of my phone. Of course I have sort of an absorbent
memory so that helped.”

He smiled impishly. “Would you
strip for us?”

That was a question she hadn’t seen
coming. It had been many years since she stripped for anyone. What would he say
if she said no? Could stripping be one of her hard limits? That probably wouldn’t
go over too well. She could feel her throat closing up as she answered, her
voice cracking badly. “I guess I could, but I don’t know how much my knees
would appreciate the gyrations.”

“Honest answer. I like that.” He
turned and gave the food a stir and then dished out two and a half bowls. He
put a bit more of Sammie’s food in the dish and mixed it in. “Is he food
aggressive?”

“No. Ginger can be a bit pushy, so
I usually separate them.” Sammie was a true submissive, just like her. He
picked up the bowl for Sammie and put it on the rug in front of the sink. “Come
eat, you three.”

“Dinner, Sammie,” Haley added
because that was what he understood. The three dogs trotted into the kitchen
and his two sat at his feet waiting patiently.

Sammie trotted up to his bowl, but
before he could take a bite, Austin said, “Sit, Sammie.”

Sammie seemed a bit confused, but
sat, his face wrinkling into a frown. Austin leaned over and briskly petted his
head. “Good boy. Go ahead and eat.” He then put the bowls down for April and
Jake on the opposite sides of the kitchen. “I like to keep them separated also
and I never sit down until they are done. We will have to work out a different
system when Ginger comes home.”

Haley nodded in agreement, but was
still wondering if Ginger would come home. When and if she did, since when was
this their home? She had a feeling Austin had no plan on her returning to her
house at all. In his mind, the structure was already for sale and she was in
the process of moving in.

Chapter Twelve

They had cleaned up the kitchen
together and then played a few games of Setback. At nine, Med turned on the
television and Austin took her hand, pulling her from the sofa. “Time to go
brush our teeth and get ready for bed. Med and I have an early day tomorrow,
and you and I need to chat.”

He led her into the bathroom by the
hand and then released her. “Do whatever your nighttime routine is and then
come in to bed. I’ll use the bathroom in the bedroom.”

Haley hadn’t realized there was a
second bathroom. Maybe most women would have gone snooping around before the
men came home from work, but she hadn’t. She knew which room was his bedroom,
but had not even gone into it. Opening the vanity, she was surprised to see her
toothbrush, toothpaste, and all her facial items. She went through her routine
and then walked into the bedroom.

Austin had laid out a pair of very
lacey panties on the bed, but there was nothing to go along with them. He came
out of the bathroom in his boxers, his hair slightly damp in the front. “Put
them on please. I got them for you to sleep in. It won’t inhibit me from
touching your body, but it will keep your pussy off limits.”

She suddenly felt self-conscious as
she removed her clothing. He was watching her intently with seductive eyes that
seemed to bore into her. His expression was intoxicating and the simple way he
was examining her made her pussy throb to her heartbeat.

Once she had the bright pink
ruffled panties on, he flipped back the covers and held out his hand. His
sheets were a brilliant shade of green and the silky texture of satin. She lay
down with his eyes upon her, unsure of what position to lie in. Should she roll
to face him, or lie flat on her back?

Austin slid in beside her, placing
his hands behind his head. Haley rolled to her side so she could see him
better. “Move closer to me. I want your nipple brushing against my side.” Haley
moved over and he put his arm around her.

Austin began to slowly massage her
scalp with his finger, drawing tiny circles against her skin. “I really want to
know what you have done with Jack. I know you said he liked costumes and role
playing. What else?”

“He liked to try sex in different
positions.”

“Did you ever establish hard
limits?”

“No.”

“A safe word?”

“No.”

Austin frowned. “Do you know what
they are?” Haley nodded and he smiled. “Tell me please.”

“A hard limit is something I
positively don’t want to do. A safe word is a word to stop whatever is going on
because I can’t tolerate it or it is getting too intense.”

“Perfect description.” He squinted
in thought. “I’m going to try this a different way. I’ll give you a list of
possible things and you will stop me when I hit upon something you have done.”

She nodded and he began.
“Restraints?”

Haley nodded. “Jack used to tie me
up with rope sometimes.”

“Was it actually rope play where
knots are used to confine certain body parts or was it simply tying you to
something?”

 
“Just tying me to something.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“For the most part. Sometimes he
hurt me though and that I didn’t like much.”

“Okay. Waxing, shaving, knife-play,
paddles, clips, whips, deprivation?”

Haley kept shaking her head no.
Jack hadn’t done any of those things. “He did blindfold me occasionally.”

“But there were no earmuffs or a
gag?”

“No.”

“How about spanking, caning,
cropping, or ice?”

“No.”

“What did he do if you disobeyed
him or talked back?”

“He would make me do the chores on
my knees. The only thing I was allowed to stand up for was to do the dishes. If
he wasn’t home to monitor me, then he would look at my knees. If they weren’t
red and irritated enough for his liking he would add time to my punishment.”

“That’s nasty. That I will never
ask of you and neither will Med. Did that change after your daughter was born?”

“No. It was okay when she was a
baby, but as she got older it was humiliating. When she got old enough to
understand that there was something wrong with it, I started to refuse his
punishments. We had quite a few fights over it.”

“That’s completely understandable.
Once you get better acquainted with how we do things, we will make up a
punishment jar. It will be things that we all agree on. If you are bad, you
will pick something from the jar and do it. Fair?”

“Okay.”

“How do you feel about anal sex?”

“It’s okay.”

“Did Jack ever penetrate you with a
dildo or a vibrator?”

“No. He didn’t like them.”

“I do. How about oral sex?”

She nodded. “I would give him
blowjobs or he would eat me out. I enjoyed it most of the time. I just hated it
when he pushed hard up into my throat while he was holding my head. It was
really bad one night we had gone out to dinner. I ate a bit too much and then
he triggered my gag reflex. I tried to pull back, but he kept doing it over and
over. I threw up on him.”

“He deserved it,” Austin said as he
laughed. “A bit of dominant roughness if fine, but not to that degree. Would
you give me head?”

“If you wanted.”

“Good.” He reached over into the
bedside drawer and pulled out a condom with lips on it. “Do you know how to put
one of these on?”

Haley was shocked. She thought he
had said no sex. “Um, yes, but won’t I be breaking the rules?”

“Not at all. The rule was meant for
you. You arouse me in an insane way. I just don’t think we are ready to have
intercourse yet. I want you to be steaming hot and want it with every fiber of
your being. If you make it really good, I will reward you with a gift.”

It was a challenge and she wasn’t
sure she liked this change of rules. She did however want to please him and
show him her appreciation for everything he had done for her. With a slight nod
of her head, she took the condom and turned, her body parallel to him as she
rolled the condom on. The man had an impressive cock and she began to lick it
softly. The rubber was flavored with cherries, the taste not unbearable, but
slightly too sweet.

His dick flickered as it slowly
gained girth and tautness. She sucked the tip into her mouth, brushing him with
her lips as she began to bob her head up and down. Haley wrapped her hands
around the base of it, stroking his balls with her fingers as she created a block
so her mouth wouldn’t go too deeply and choke her. The last thing she wanted to
do was vomit on him.

Austin shifted and she heard him
fluffing up the pillows. She could feel his eyes upon her. “Turn around, Haley.
I want you to look at me and I want to see your face.”

She readjusted her body, moving
around between his legs without ever removing her lips from his dick. It was
amazingly hard and much larger than she had imagined. Tilting her head slightly
back, she looked up at him. He wove his finger into her hair, coaxing her
movements, but not pressuring them. A satisfied moan seeped through his lips.
“Oh, that is perfect, keep moving just like that. Then I want you to lick down
to my balls and draw them gently into your mouth.”

She did as he requested. His balls
felt overly smooth against her fingers, but when she drew them between her
lips, she realized they were naked. Were they naturally that way, or did he
have them waxed? It was a pleasure she hasn’t anticipated. She didn’t
particularly like the feel of ball hair in her mouth.

She wrapped her hand around his
cock, stroking him with the varied pressure of her palm. His breathing was
increasing as he ground his nails into her hair. “Go back to my dick. Suck it
in as far as you can.”

She immediately slid her tongue
back up to the head of his cock. Bracing herself, she slid her mouth down to
the deepest possible realm and then twisted her head as she backed off. His
entire body went taut and Austin ground his teeth, snarling through his lips.
He released her head, pushing into her mouth, but allowing her to back off it
she needed to. She could feel the warmth of his cum as it spurted into the
condom and he began to relax.

Austin chuckled. “Oh fuck that was
amazing. How was that for a distraction?”

“I wasn’t thinking of anything but
your cock.”

“I know. I felt it.” He removed the
condom and threw it in the trashcan next to the bed. “Come up here and kiss
me.” She crawled back up the bed, leaning over him as she tentatively touched
his lips. His hands thrust into her hair again, this time holding her as his
tongue slipped between her lips. The kiss was slightly harsh, his tongue
absorbing hers with movement that was completely enrapturing. He kept her
sealed to his lips, her breasts crushed against the tightness of his chest. It
seemed to last a beautiful eternity and then he released her again, allowing
her to slide back.

Austin visually licked his lips.
“Those are disgustingly sweet, aren’t they?”

“Yes.”

“We’ll try another flavor next
time.”

He sat up slightly, opening the
drawer again. She thought he was going to go for round two. Instead he pulled
out a package wrapped in bright red paper with a bow on it. He handed it to
her. Haley frowned as she took it. “Should I open it?”

“Of course you should. All gifts
should be accepted with vigorous joy. Do not try to save the paper. Rip it off
and pitch it in the trash.”

She would have unwrapped it
carefully. She always reused wrapping paper. To make him happy, she slid her
nail under the edge and tore it open. The contents shocked her. It was a bright
pink dildo with little feathery type things sticking out of one side.

Austin chuckled. “Now I’m going to
let you use it. I’ll help if you can’t get the hang of it.”

Haley had no idea how to react.
Obviously, she was thrilled with his gift. She had never played with a dildo
before and as she had told him, Jack disliked them. He took it from her and
peeled back the protective bubble and then handed it back to her. “Take it in
the bathroom and wash it well. Then remove your panties and come back to bed.”

Haley got up slowly, walking into
the bathroom. There was a bottle on the sink that said
Toy Cleaner
on it
and she used it to wash the dildo. It had an oddly smooth and slightly flexible
feel, and was ringed with raised bands. It also had a smiley face on the curved
tip. She removed her panties and with a sigh walked back into the bedroom.

Austin had flipped around and had
piled the pillows up high against the headboard. She walked around and got back
in bed, sitting down before him. He grabbed her legs and pulled her partially
downward. “There’s lube on the nightstand, put some on the end. I know this is
making you uncomfortable because it’s out of your element, but I don’t want it
to hurt.”

She did as he requested and then
leaned back onto the pillows, shrugging. “Did Jack ever have you play with your
clit?”

“No. He used to during oral sex,
but that’s it.”

He closed his eyes, shaking his
head as if completely befuddled by her comment. Opening them again, he grinned.
“Then rub some lube on your finger and we will start there. Stand the dildo up
on the nightstand for the time being.” She traded the dildo for the lube and
rubbed some onto her fingers. She was suddenly feeling like a complete idiot.
How could a woman who had worked as a stripper not know how to play with her
own clit? It had just never occurred to her to do it. Her friends masturbated
when she was in college, but the urge had never been there for her.

“How old were you when you lost
your virginity?”

“I was twenty-two.”

“Did you date in high school?”

“Yes, but I was busy with
activities and such. I made out with guys, but didn’t have sex with them. Of
course things were different twenty plus years ago.”

“I guess. I was just trying to
figure out how you had sex only one time and never had the urge to explore
further.”

She smiled somewhat timidly. “The
guy who humiliated me didn’t do much for my sexual self esteem. Then there was
the fact that I hadn’t exactly enjoyed it and I was sore for like a week afterwards.
Jack said I had a really small pussy. So did the doctor who did my prenatal
care, of course he called it a vagina. That’s why I had a cesarean.” She
grimaced as she always did thinking about that time in her life.

“Is there something more to that?”

“Yes, unfortunately. I got a really
bad infection after the baby was born. I was in the hospital for weeks and they
ended up doing a complete hysterectomy to save my life.”

“Holy shit. So you’re on that
estrogen stuff?”

“No. They were only forced to remove
my uterus. I still have my ovaries and my cervix. I was lucky. It would have
been a bitch to go through menopause in my twenties.”

“Yeah, that sucks.”

She saw the disappointment on his
face and suddenly wondered if he wanted more children. Just the fact that she
was forty-one should have been a clue she wasn’t able to have more. Of course,
women were having babies in their later years more often now. “Do you want more
children?”

“After what I’ve been through with
the twins, no. I had my tubes tied last year. I never want to go through that
again.”

“So why the look of
disenchantment?”

“Wow, that’s a word. Did I really
look that way?”

“Yes.”

“I was actually thinking about your
life. You’ve had some really hard patches, huh?”

“A few, or maybe more than a few.”
The facts of her life were not things she wanted to dwell on. She had also lost
the glow that had been forming in her pussy, and she was sitting with lube
melting down her finger. She looked at it stupidly.

Austin flipped back around. He
grabbed a tissue from the box and wiped her finger before wiping the dildo off
and sticking it back in the drawer. “I’m not going to do that to you tonight. I
would rather see you enjoy it, and I don’t think that will happen now. Plus our
hour is almost up. Why don’t you go put your panties back on and we will get
some sleep?”