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reached down to spread her ass cheeks. He asked for some lube, and gently pressed a finger into her and opened her, his face mere inches away as he inspected her most private parts.
“If you want to be ultra sadistic, you can buy some fresh ginger and fig her in the next day or two. Won’t cause any damage, and will actually increase the blood flow and help with the healing.” He gave a sadistic laugh. “Of course, she won’t be a fan of the process.”
Chapter Four
Sam awoke the next morning feeling as if she’d been in a title fight. Her entire body hurt, and the bruising and tenderness in her crotch had her wanting to just take some pain pills and sleep for the day.
Ethan brought her breakfast in bed — blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs with cheese, hash browns, and what seemed like a pound of bacon, which she pounced on.
“Tara will be here in two hours,” he reminded her.
“Shit. There’s no way I can show her any kind of self-defense today.”
Ethan tilted his head. “You had a note on the calendar about her coming over, but you didn’t put anything in about teaching her to defend herself.”
Sam rolled her eyes. “I told you she wanted some pointers. Kirsten let me know it might be a good idea to teach her, and Tara said she doesn’t have the problems now she did, but sometimes people still get aggressive with her.”
“You may have said something about it, but I didn’t put it together with the reason for her coming over.” He sighed. “Shouldn’t be a problem though, we’ll just let her know you’re not up to par and I’m going to be doing the demonstrating while you do the teaching part.”
Sam took another bite as she considered. “I think she’s expecting you to have a problem with her.”
Ethan smoothed a stray lock of hair away from Sam’s eyes. “Nothing I can do about her expectations, Darlin’, but I promise I’ll behave.” He kissed her forehead. “If there’s a problem it’ll be her baggage, not mine.”
“Okay, but won’t it be better if I’m the one teaching, so I can…I don’t know, give the two of you more distance?”
“I don’t think so. I’ll treat her as I would any other Domme asking me to teach them something. I’ll show respect without submitting or dominating, and teach as I’d want to be taught.”
* * * *
Sam wore yoga pants, a sports bra, and a loose t-shirt, and took in Tara’s form fitting jeans and tight baby-doll tee when she let her in the door.
Tara looked Sam over from head to toe and said, “I thought about wearing something like that, but more often than not I’m in tighter clothes, and I should learn how to defend myself when dressed like this.”
Ethan stepped into the foyer and Sam introduced them. Tara’s face lit with obvious appreciation as she eyed Ethan from head to toe. “My, my, my . Such a fine specimen.” She looked at Sam. “You said it took a long time to find someone you could submit to?” Her gaze trailed back to Ethan. “I’d have to say the wait was well worth it.”
Sam laughed. “I won’t argue.” She motioned towards the back of the house. “I’m a little out of sorts today, so Ethan’s going to do most of the self-defense instruction, but I thought we could go out back and talk a little first. We have some iced lemon water if you’d like some?”
Tara had asked for water with lemon when they ate, so Sam felt safe offering it now.
“That would be great. This is a beautiful house,” she said as she spun in a slow circle taking everything in. “Looks like the divorce lawyer gig pays well.”
“Thanks. We’re still moving things around, figuring out how to make it our home instead of my house.” She rolled her eyes. “I had a much smaller television in the den. What is it with men and the size of their TVs?”
Sam caught what she’d said, and worried for a moment she may have offended Tara, but her new friend only laughed and said, “With most men I tend to
“If you want to be ultra sadistic, you can buy some fresh ginger and fig her in the next day or two. Won’t cause any damage, and will actually increase the blood flow and help with the healing.” He gave a sadistic laugh. “Of course, she won’t be a fan of the process.”
Chapter Four
Sam awoke the next morning feeling as if she’d been in a title fight. Her entire body hurt, and the bruising and tenderness in her crotch had her wanting to just take some pain pills and sleep for the day.
Ethan brought her breakfast in bed — blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs with cheese, hash browns, and what seemed like a pound of bacon, which she pounced on.
“Tara will be here in two hours,” he reminded her.
“Shit. There’s no way I can show her any kind of self-defense today.”
Ethan tilted his head. “You had a note on the calendar about her coming over, but you didn’t put anything in about teaching her to defend herself.”
Sam rolled her eyes. “I told you she wanted some pointers. Kirsten let me know it might be a good idea to teach her, and Tara said she doesn’t have the problems now she did, but sometimes people still get aggressive with her.”
“You may have said something about it, but I didn’t put it together with the reason for her coming over.” He sighed. “Shouldn’t be a problem though, we’ll just let her know you’re not up to par and I’m going to be doing the demonstrating while you do the teaching part.”
Sam took another bite as she considered. “I think she’s expecting you to have a problem with her.”
Ethan smoothed a stray lock of hair away from Sam’s eyes. “Nothing I can do about her expectations, Darlin’, but I promise I’ll behave.” He kissed her forehead. “If there’s a problem it’ll be her baggage, not mine.”
“Okay, but won’t it be better if I’m the one teaching, so I can…I don’t know, give the two of you more distance?”
“I don’t think so. I’ll treat her as I would any other Domme asking me to teach them something. I’ll show respect without submitting or dominating, and teach as I’d want to be taught.”
* * * *
Sam wore yoga pants, a sports bra, and a loose t-shirt, and took in Tara’s form fitting jeans and tight baby-doll tee when she let her in the door.
Tara looked Sam over from head to toe and said, “I thought about wearing something like that, but more often than not I’m in tighter clothes, and I should learn how to defend myself when dressed like this.”
Ethan stepped into the foyer and Sam introduced them. Tara’s face lit with obvious appreciation as she eyed Ethan from head to toe. “My, my, my . Such a fine specimen.” She looked at Sam. “You said it took a long time to find someone you could submit to?” Her gaze trailed back to Ethan. “I’d have to say the wait was well worth it.”
Sam laughed. “I won’t argue.” She motioned towards the back of the house. “I’m a little out of sorts today, so Ethan’s going to do most of the self-defense instruction, but I thought we could go out back and talk a little first. We have some iced lemon water if you’d like some?”
Tara had asked for water with lemon when they ate, so Sam felt safe offering it now.
“That would be great. This is a beautiful house,” she said as she spun in a slow circle taking everything in. “Looks like the divorce lawyer gig pays well.”
“Thanks. We’re still moving things around, figuring out how to make it our home instead of my house.” She rolled her eyes. “I had a much smaller television in the den. What is it with men and the size of their TVs?”
Sam caught what she’d said, and worried for a moment she may have offended Tara, but her new friend only laughed and said, “With most men I tend to
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