Page 33 of Doctor's Demands
With a nod, he leaves, and I go to surprise my sub with something new. She’s in a towel as I enter the bedroom with the bag in hand. “What do you have there, Owen?”
“If you want to, I thought we might go out and see the sights,” I say as a smile moves over her sweet lips. “You’ll need something a bit less revealing to wear. If you want to go with me, that is. You don’t have to. I’m allowing you to make the choice.”
Dropping the towel, she saunters over to me and throws her arms around my neck. “I’ll go with you, sir. I’d go anywhere with you. All you ever have to do is ask.” She eyes the bag. “Care to show me what you got for me?”
Pulling out a nice and expensive little coral-colored summer dress, I hold it up to her. “I think it’ll fit, don’t you?”
With a nod, she peeks into the bag and sees the rest of the things I bought her. “There’s a few things in here. Bras too.”
“Well, I thought you might want to harness those delicious assets of yours. I don’t want my goods shown off to just anyone, sub.” I kiss the tip of her nose, and she wrinkles it up.
“Aren’t you full of surprises today?” she asks, then pulls out the undergarments and starts to get dressed. “Did you want me to order breakfast before we head out?”
“No, I’m taking you out for all the meals today.” I smack her ass after she’s pulled up the coral-colored panties and she giggles. “If I feel like it, I might take you out on the town this evening.”
I plop down on the end of the bed, and she climbs onto my lap and kisses me. She makes me feel better than I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Just a sweet kiss, the soft touch of her hand, that certain look she can give me that tells me she’s more than just into me.
Our lips part and she looks at me. “Owen, thanks for this. I’ve felt cooped up and taking me out is a nice thing to do.”
Twisting her dark, silky hair around my finger, I feel guilty for keeping her locked away. “I’m sorry about that. I’ll think about giving you more freedom.”
Her hand moves over my cheek as she sighs, “I think that’s nice of you. And I think I’ll only want to leave the apartment if you take me out, anyway. Being that I can have all I need brought right to me and the fact that I’d have to walk through the BDSM club if I leave, and if I’m not with you then I’m kind of an open target.”
“Glad you realize that,” I tell her, and stand her back up. “Now, get your sexy ass dressed. You’re making my dick hard, and I’m in need of nourishment, as are you.”
She gets up and pulls on the dress that fits her perfectly and looks fantastic on her. Pulling the flats out of the bag, I place them on the floor, and she steps into them. “You look even better than the model who wore it online.”
She wiggles her butt. “Thanks, baby. Now, where are you taking me for breakfast? I’m starved.”
“Pancakes or eggs?” I ask her as I get up and hold out my arm for her to take.
“Hmm, do I have to pick one or the other?” she asks as we walk out the door of the apartment.
“I suppose I can splurge on you a bit and allow you to have both.” I chuckle and run my arm around her as we walk through the empty corridor.
We have to go through the dark hallway where the private rooms are and see only green lights on every door, meaning they’re empty. She peers at them all, then nudges me in the ribs. “Hmm, these are empty in the mornings, sir. Maybe we should venture into one sometime and see what that’s all about.”
“Does my little sub want a spanking?” I ask her, then stop at one of the doors.
“Maybe,” she giggles. “Can we look inside of one now?”
I open one of the doors, and a red-light glows inside of the room. The walls are painted white, and the light makes them appear red too. It’s eerie, and one can almost hear the sounds of whips and the moans that follow their strikes.
“This looks …” she says, then stops.
“Medieval?” I ask.
She turns to wrap her arms around me. “I was thinking erotic, sir.”
With a swift smack on her ass, she yelps and I laugh. “You couldn’t handle it, Petra.”
“If you wanted me to, I could,” she says with a sexy grin.
“I’d have to be trained to use most of the things that are in here. I have no idea how to use those ropes to tie you up in them. Now, I could fuck the shit out of you, once you were tied up.”
I feel a shiver run through her, and she holds me tighter. “Oh, sir, what you do to me is unreal.”
Cupping her chin, I run the pad of my thumb over her pink cheek. “Petra, what you do to me is unreal. Let’s go eat, before I gorge myself on you, my pretty little thing.”
