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no idea. I didn’t want to prod too deeply into his past
with her after what she did to him, but it’d explain why he stayed with her.”
“I don’t follow. Why would her trying to
run off any other interested suitors cause him to stay with her?” She shoved
down the building anger in her gut. There would be a round with the heavy bag
tonight when they got home.
“I think for him it was a choice of no
submission or submission to her. After so long, I think she finally wore him
down.”
“The bitch!” Her anger exploded to the
surface. “It’d be a cold day in hell before I let another force that kind of
choice from me.”
Nicky’s hand rubbed her neck and gave it a
gentle squeeze. “Shhh, not every submissive is as outspoken or firm as you are, cara mia.”
Davis chuckled. “Just as a warning, don’t
be surprised if she approaches you, Nicholaus, once it gets out you’re the new
Dom in Zeb’s life.”
Next to her, Nicky’s amber eyes grew cold.
“Just let her try it. It’ll be the biggest mistake in her whole sorry-assed
life.”
Chapter
Six
Following
Nicky into the house, Steph kicked her shoes off by the door as Nicky hung his
keys up and placed his wallet and change in the tray next to the door.
“You need a few rounds with the bag,
Steph?” He didn’t bother to look up at her as he toed off his shoes. “I’ll hold
the heavy bag and maybe you can try teaching me how to hit that stupid little
bag again.”
His attempt at humor wasn’t lost on her and
a chuckle escaped her. Her master could hold his own if it came down to a
fight, but he had issues with the speed bag. “Well it’s either that or a couple
hours with that bitch. I can’t believe a Mistress would do such a thing to her
submissive.” She followed him down the hall towards their exercise/weight room,
an extravagance Nicky had indulged her in because of her constant need for
exercise.
They entered the room and Steph went immediately
to the pegboard on the wall where her boxing gloves hung.
“Most Mistresses don’t - unless that’s the
type of service the sub desires. There are submissives who wish to be
humiliated in such a manner, cara mia.”
“Well, I’m not.” She shoved her hands into
the gloves, then held them out so he could lace them up. “Do you think Zebadiah
is one of them? I don’t think I could do that to him if he is. I mean I’d love
to tie him up and smack his tight little ass. I want him at my mercy, but if he
needs to be humiliated, I don’t think I could do it. I honestly like him. Once
he forgets to be nervous around me, he’s a wonderful guy.”
Nicky laced up her right glove. “I don’t
think he craves it, or he wouldn’t be trying to get free of her. But before we
even scene together, we’ll definitely be discussing it. Until then we just have
to wait and be patient.”
She growled in her throat as he fussed with
the tie before moving onto her left glove. “I’m really beginning to hate that
word. We have to wait to approach him as a couple, we have to wait to even
breach the subject of having a D/s relationship with him, and now we have to
wait for him to recover from this attack.”
“I know it’s hard but don’t direct your
anger at him. Let’s save it for the bitch who fucked him up. She’s the one who
deserves your fury.”
She immediately deflated. “I’m not mad at
Zebadiah. He hasn’t asked for what’s happened to him. But it truly pisses me
off knowing we’ve found a potential third, and we’ve had nothing but road
blocks thrown up in our faces.”
“Shhh, come over here and work some of that
anger out.” He guided her towards the bag. Moving around the other side of it,
he stood as she had taught him, legs shoulder length apart, one leg slightly
behind the other and held the bag. “Ready, Steph.”
A hiss passed her lips and she attacked the
bag, throwing punch after punch at it. Evenly using her thighs and knees as
well as shoulders, arms and
with her after what she did to him, but it’d explain why he stayed with her.”
“I don’t follow. Why would her trying to
run off any other interested suitors cause him to stay with her?” She shoved
down the building anger in her gut. There would be a round with the heavy bag
tonight when they got home.
“I think for him it was a choice of no
submission or submission to her. After so long, I think she finally wore him
down.”
“The bitch!” Her anger exploded to the
surface. “It’d be a cold day in hell before I let another force that kind of
choice from me.”
Nicky’s hand rubbed her neck and gave it a
gentle squeeze. “Shhh, not every submissive is as outspoken or firm as you are, cara mia.”
Davis chuckled. “Just as a warning, don’t
be surprised if she approaches you, Nicholaus, once it gets out you’re the new
Dom in Zeb’s life.”
Next to her, Nicky’s amber eyes grew cold.
“Just let her try it. It’ll be the biggest mistake in her whole sorry-assed
life.”
Chapter
Six
Following
Nicky into the house, Steph kicked her shoes off by the door as Nicky hung his
keys up and placed his wallet and change in the tray next to the door.
“You need a few rounds with the bag,
Steph?” He didn’t bother to look up at her as he toed off his shoes. “I’ll hold
the heavy bag and maybe you can try teaching me how to hit that stupid little
bag again.”
His attempt at humor wasn’t lost on her and
a chuckle escaped her. Her master could hold his own if it came down to a
fight, but he had issues with the speed bag. “Well it’s either that or a couple
hours with that bitch. I can’t believe a Mistress would do such a thing to her
submissive.” She followed him down the hall towards their exercise/weight room,
an extravagance Nicky had indulged her in because of her constant need for
exercise.
They entered the room and Steph went immediately
to the pegboard on the wall where her boxing gloves hung.
“Most Mistresses don’t - unless that’s the
type of service the sub desires. There are submissives who wish to be
humiliated in such a manner, cara mia.”
“Well, I’m not.” She shoved her hands into
the gloves, then held them out so he could lace them up. “Do you think Zebadiah
is one of them? I don’t think I could do that to him if he is. I mean I’d love
to tie him up and smack his tight little ass. I want him at my mercy, but if he
needs to be humiliated, I don’t think I could do it. I honestly like him. Once
he forgets to be nervous around me, he’s a wonderful guy.”
Nicky laced up her right glove. “I don’t
think he craves it, or he wouldn’t be trying to get free of her. But before we
even scene together, we’ll definitely be discussing it. Until then we just have
to wait and be patient.”
She growled in her throat as he fussed with
the tie before moving onto her left glove. “I’m really beginning to hate that
word. We have to wait to approach him as a couple, we have to wait to even
breach the subject of having a D/s relationship with him, and now we have to
wait for him to recover from this attack.”
“I know it’s hard but don’t direct your
anger at him. Let’s save it for the bitch who fucked him up. She’s the one who
deserves your fury.”
She immediately deflated. “I’m not mad at
Zebadiah. He hasn’t asked for what’s happened to him. But it truly pisses me
off knowing we’ve found a potential third, and we’ve had nothing but road
blocks thrown up in our faces.”
“Shhh, come over here and work some of that
anger out.” He guided her towards the bag. Moving around the other side of it,
he stood as she had taught him, legs shoulder length apart, one leg slightly
behind the other and held the bag. “Ready, Steph.”
A hiss passed her lips and she attacked the
bag, throwing punch after punch at it. Evenly using her thighs and knees as
well as shoulders, arms and
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