Page 2 of Obsidian Desire

Thenextevening,Kaelisreturned to Echelon, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves. Damian greeted her with a reassuring smile, and led her to the same private room as the day before. This time, the atmosphere felt heavier, charged with expectation. He explained the first session in detail, focusing on introducing her to the sensations of light touch and restraint. “Like I said, you’ll always be in control,” he reminded her as he showed her the silk cuffs he intended to use.

Damian’s gaze was patient, but firm. His broad chest rose and fell with calm breaths. His muscular thighs, clad in dark suit pants, looked solid and unyielding. “Kaelis, sweetheart,” he said, his deep voice soothing yet commanding. “Come here. Let’s start with something simple.”

Damian’s large hand patted his lap again, inviting yet authoritative. Kaelis nibbled her bottom lip, warily eyeing thered and green buttons. Damian noticed her hesitation and leaned back, spreading his legs wider. “Come,” he coaxed, his deep voice gentle yet expectant.

Kaelis took a deep breath and slowly approached Damian. She perched cautiously on his lap, her back stiff against his chest. Damian wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her easily to sit more comfortably, her bottom snuggled between his thighs. His broad hand rested possessively on her hip.

Damian nuzzled his face into her hair, inhaling her scent deeply. His large hands slowly roamed her waist, his touch gentle yet firm. He could feel her tense muscles beneath his fingers. He nuzzled her neck again, placing soft, gentle kisses there. “Relax.”

Damian’s hands slowly moved upwards from her waist, spreading out across her stomach possessively. He felt her flinch slightly under his touch, tensing up again. He murmured softly in her ear, “Arms up.”

Damian’s hands guided her arms up, wrapping them around his neck. He pulled her back flush against his chest, his large hands now free to roam her midsection and rib cage. He could feel her breathing softly against his neck, starting to relax into his hold. “Good girl.”

He’s careful,Kaelis thought to herself. His touch is surprisingly gentle.He’s not hurting me…She subconsciously nuzzled back against his chest.His body is warm…She felt his hands move again, this time spreading wider across her stomach.He’s big… His hands are so large, they could probably span my entire waist… Or maybe… my hips?Kaelis bit her lip, feeling a warmthpool in her lower belly.He’s strong… I can feel his muscles everywhere…She shifted slightly on his lap, feeling something hard poking her bottom.

“You’re beautiful,” Damian muttered under his breath, one hand sliding up to cup her breast through the fabric of her dress. He could feel her nipple harden immediately, pressing against his palm. His other hand moved to her hip, pulling her more firmly against his growing hardness. “Shh…”

Kaelis felt her heart beat faster as Damian began to fondle her through her dress. She bit her lip harder, trying to suppress a soft whimper.Should I stop this? She thought to herself, her mind foggy with a mix of arousal and panic.I’m getting wet…

Damian’s hand on her breast gently squeezed and teased, his thumb circling her nipple through the thin fabric. His other hand slowly moved up her inner thigh, pushing her dress higher. Kaelis’s breath hitched as she felt his fingers trace the edge of her panties.He’s touching me there…

“O-oh…” Kaelis’s back arched slightly as his lips found a sensitive spot on her neck, sucking gently. The hand on her breast moved to cup it fully, pulling it up slightly for better access. Meanwhile, his other hand slowly slid further underneath her dress, almost touching where her thighs met.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Damian whispered against her neck, his breath hot on her skin. He continued his dual assault - one hand kneading her breast firmly now, the other slowly inching further upwards under her dress. His fingers barely brushed against her core through her damp panties.

Damian smirked mischievously as Kaelis turned around, pulling him into a deep kiss. His hands immediately roamed to her backside, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.

“Mmph…” she moaned softly into his mouth as their tongues tangled. One of his hands remained on her ass, squeezing, kneading, while the other started to snake around to the front again. The kiss was messy and passionate, their teeth occasionally clinking as they both became more aggressive.

“God, you taste good…” he muttered between kisses, pressing her body against the wall for better support. His hand slid between her legs again, this time directly cupping her through her panties. “Tell me to stop if you want me to,” he whispered against her lips, though his actions suggested otherwise.

Both of them paused, panting heavily as they stared at each other. Kaelis’s chest heaved with each breath she took, her cleavage on full display. Damian’s eyes locked onto her chest, his pupils dilated with desire. She suddenly felt something hard and large poking her through his pants.

Damian leaned in close, his lips nearly brushing Kaelis’s ear as he whispered huskily, “That’s enough for today, beautiful.” His hands reluctantly released her, smoothing down her dress. He stepped back, adjusting himself discreetly with a smirk.

Kaelis’s face flushed a deep crimson as she bit her lip, trying to suppress a whimper of disappointment. She nodded quietly, understanding his words even if her body ached for more. “Okay…” she murmured, straightening her dress. “I’ll… I’ll see you later then?”

Damian watched her intently, noting her red cheeks and slightly parted lips. He almost changed his mind and yanked her back to the wall. But he remembered his decision to take things slow. He swallowed hard and answered nonchalantly, “Yeah. I have practice anyway.”

Afterward, Kaelis sat in the chaise lounge, her legs feeling like jelly. Damian knelt beside her, offering a glass of water and a warm blanket. His hands were gentle as he rubbed her arms, his voice low and soothing. “You did wonderfully,” he said, pride evident in his tone. Kaelis felt a flush of pride and relief, knowing she had trusted herself to take the first step.

“See you later, Baby girl.” Damian said, as he went to leave.

Chapter three

First Glimpse of Submission

KaelisMonroe’sheelsclickedsoftly against the polished floor as Damian led her deeper into Echelon. The quiet hum of conversation and occasional bursts of laughter filled the air, but it was the sense of controlled energy that truly captured her attention. Every detail of the club radiated elegance and intimacy, from the rich, dark wood panels to the soft glow of the chandeliers. As they approached a larger, semi-private room, Damian paused and gestured for her to step inside. “Take a look,” he said, his voice calm but laced with curiosity. Kaelis hesitated before crossing the threshold.

The room was dimly lit, its centerpiece an elegantly adorned platform where a couple engaged in a scene that felt more like art than anything else. The submissive, a woman with a serene expression, knelt gracefully as her partner tied an intricate rope design around her torso. Every movement was deliberate, every knot precise, and the soft murmurs between them carrieda sense of profound trust. Kaelis stood transfixed, her breath catching as she took in the fluidity of their connection. She had never seen anything like it—so intimate, so raw, and yet so carefully controlled.

Damian stepped closer, his voice a low murmur. “What do you see?” he asked, his gaze flicking from the scene to her face.

Kaelis struggled to find the words. “It’s… beautiful,” she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. “And vulnerable.”

Damian nodded, pleased by her response. “Exactly. Vulnerability isn’t weakness—it’s strength. It’s about trust, control, and surrender, all balanced perfectly.”

Kaelis swallowed hard, unable to tear her eyes away from the couple as the Dominant adjusted the ropes with careful precision.

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