(Domme) Of A Kind (9 page)

How was your early morning?

Then I replied,
I had a good one. Thanks
for the wonderful breakfast. Elle loved it,

Really?

Yeah, she did,

Good. I will call you today. You take
care,

I will. And thanks for the ride,

He’s just thoughtful sweet and my smile can’t
avoid showing itself in my face. Oh this is way too much now and
I’m getting used to it. I should stop myself before I fall this
hard. But I really hope this is it. I pray that he is the one. I
hope this will continue that he will not get tired of doing
whatever he started to me. It’s been really a long while since I
had my last one. But I still remember how it never last and how it
ended so fast. I know I am not that lucky enough so I wish I won’t
stay being unlucky that this would be the very beginning of my new
life.

Anyway, I had a good focus in the class this
morning. I even participated in our discussion. I kind of like the
context of our lesson today. I asked many things from our professor
and I had great answers in return. So basically, it was a nice
meeting today.

I went straight to the library by myself
after our break to do some research for my history subject. While
looking at the pile of books in the middle of the room, “So you
think you can hide yourself from me this long?” whispered somebody
else to me. I turned around in a sudden and I saw Greg standing
right behind me, closer, like his other hand is leaning at the
bookshelf while the other one is waiting for my next move. “How are
you now, Miranda?”

“Greg,” I just said. I did not expect him.
What the hell is he doing here?

“That’s right,” I can see his eyes and
they’re burning. Burning in a way they’re planning something you
won’t even imagine what they can do to you. I have felt it. And I
can feel something around his aura, it spells revenge. We both
remember the last encounter we had. And I’m sorry, he was left
hanging.

“I can’t talk to you right now I’m kind of
busy,” I excused walking away from him.

But he blocked me with his other hand. He’s
all over me now. “Where are you going?”

I looked straight to his eyes, “Greg, please,
not now,” I begged.

“Why, because you’re already that tired of my
dick?” he said with his face just a little closer to mine. I felt
his breath on my skin and it’s so warm.

He’s so vulgar and I didn’t anticipate he’d
say that to me, “I have to go,” I insisted to him. Then I pushed
his arm that blocks my way but it’s so firm so I wasn’t able to
break free from it.

He moved a little closer, the heat of his
body touched mine. “Would you like to have another one, huh? I’ll
continue to be your slave,” he whispered next. I closed my eyes and
I suddenly remember what we did. And I admit, I received a good
satisfaction from it. It’s so nice to have the authority in your
hand. You are in control, you are the master. And no one can stop
you from the things you want to do when you’re up there. “You can
tie me all you want. And I won’t even fight at all,” As he
continues to speak, I’m starting to fall from the temptation,
again. “I want you to tame me. Domesticate me with your furious
whip,” Then I can hear his voice, it is really closer, just under
my ear. I can feel his breath too there. Yeah right, he began to
work on my neck. “Be my dominant, please?”

Dominant? Yeah, dominant. Wait, I know that
word. I do. And that’s the one thing I should get myself rid of.
That’s right, that’s what I’m trying to do right now. I opened my
eyes and I suddenly remember I’m being harassed by Greg. Oh God,
what have I done?! I grabbed my focus back and myself out of that
seducement, “That’s enough, move on!” I said to him half annoyed
but still in a silent tone of voice, because we’re not supposed to
make some noise. I took my courage and I forced him away from
me.

“What’s wrong? I thought you like it,
huh?”

Oh God, what happened to me?! What am I
doing? I got lost for a moment. “Leave me alone,” I said to him in
a tough manner of speaking. I also gave my sincere eyes to let him
know that I am serious with it.

But he’s an idiot. He unbuckled his belt then
slid it out away from his jeans and tried to hand it to me but I
tried not to touch it so instead he began wrapping it around his
wrist by himself, “This is what you want right? This is what you
get,” he said. Then he knelt down right in front of me, and then he
grabbed my right hand and placed it on his head. He started to show
me some sexual acts. Not just the usual but the one that is being
under somebody else’s power. He acts like he is being mastered,
like he’s being dominated. Oh, I can see how his hands are tied. I
can see how he suffers from kneeling down. I can see the pain he
gets even if it’s just a play. And it’s turning me on. It’s making
me alive. It gives me more pleasure to further the things that I
want to do to him. So I took a tight grip on his hair, very tight.
Then I moved his head from left to right and at last backward till
I’ve seen his face in great hardship. I can see how he acts like he
suffers it. His facial reaction is too convincing for me so I got
carried away. He’s really good at it. I looked at his eyes and they
are looking at me too. Looking at me too? Wait, what am I doing?
What did I just do? Why is he kneeling in front of me? Why did he
tie himself? Oh God, here I go again! I got lost again! This is
worst. It’s unbelievable. As soon as I got my consciousness back, I
pushed Greg’s head away from me, and quickly found my way out of
that place. Holy shit, what was that?! What happened to me? “Hey,
what’s wrong with you?” he shouted as he watches me going away.
“You’re afraid of being domina?” he said last. Yeah right, he
shouted it too, so loud. And all the people inside that place heard
it, so as I walk my way out, I can see them all looking at me. I
can see their judgmental eyes piercing my skin. I can feel the
shame it brought to me. And it’s heavy. It’s so heavy I can feel my
tears rolling over out of my eyes. I can feel the sadness
overcoming me in a sudden.

I found myself at the bench sitting just
around the campus. I am with nothing but loneliness. What the hell
is wrong with that creature? He is stupid. And I hate him. I hate
the night when I came across with him. I hate it when I let myself
go with him. I hate it when I had sex with him. I hate it when I
dominate him. I hate it when… I’m so sorry. I am just so mad. He
drove me to be.

But truth is, I shouldn’t, right? I shouldn’t
because he was the one who brought me to his place. Because of him
I had the chance to walk my way home alone that night. Because of
him I came across with an asshole black person on the street. And
because of him I found Walter.

At The Big Dogs the night after the busy day, I’m
still stuck with what happened to me. I just can’t get over with
it. For a while, since I’ve met Walter, I forgot about being ‘that
dominant’ people say to me. I’ve already said before that I
shouldn’t bother myself if that’s my case because I’ll be accepted
if the person really loves me, but I should always keep in my mind
that men should always have the authority when it comes to that
part. That is right, but the only problem there is, I always lose
control whenever I see a man acts like that in front of me, and
that makes me so much afraid about. I want to escape from the loop
of my bad experiences and I don’t want to be part of that over and
over again.

“You okay?” Elizabeth noticed me as I keep my
silence going on at the counter. “Oh, people around are starving.
Can they just pause for a while?” She turned to me again and,
“What?” she repeated.

“Yeah,” I replied shortly.

“I know that kind of face, tell me, what’s
the matter?”

I’ve always wanted to tell her about this but
I just don’t have the courage to do it so. I’m thinking that this
is not normal so she wouldn’t understand though I know again she
would try but my point there is, she might not get what I really
want her to understand. And that makes me worried about. I made
some research on my own before so that I could find the simplest
way to explain it if ever somebody asked me about this, but I
stopped in the middle of it because I’m kind of scared to know the
real answer. I never had the chance to consult it to some expert
for the same reason as well. “I’m tired,” I just reasoned to
her.

She looked at me and I guess she was
convinced enough. “You need to rest. Come on, I’ll just talk to
them.” Then she carried me away and brought to the locker room. I
am just so lucky I have a friend who understands me like she does.
And there I spent my last thirty minutes of my duty. Our bosses are
nice enough to understand me too so it wasn’t that real big deal
for them.

***

We have a vacant class today so I decided to stay in
our apartment so that I can pack my things up. Elizabeth had an
early plan; she will stay at Tom’s place and just be back on
Thursday. But today they went out to watch a football game match at
Cotton Bowl so I was left alone. By Wednesday, that would be two
days from now we’ll have a long vacation so I will go home because
my mom and dad already miss me and I miss them too. I’ve already
mentioned that so I reminded her that boys are still not allowed in
our apartment while I’m away which she said she’ll follow which I
hope she will. While the thing makes me occupied, my phone rang and
it’s Walter, “Hey,”

“What are you doing?”

“Just packing up my clothes,”

“Great. I’ll pick you up on Wednesday
morning,”

He’ll pick me up on Wednesday morning? Oh, I
forgot to tell him that I’ll be gone this weekend. “Walter, I would
love to see you but…”

“We’ll go out of the country,” he
continued.

Wait, we’ll what? “What do you mean?” I asked
back.

“Finish packing up now and we’ll leave for
Japan,”

We’ll leave for Japan? I was in surprise when
he told me that. But I kind of like it too. But, “You serious?” I
confirmed.

“Yes,” he answered quickly. Oh goodness, we
will really go to Japan. That’s insane! That’s just my dream place
to be. I startled and I just don’t know what to do. He’s making me
happy and I just can’t avoid being happy. “Everything okay?”

I calmed myself down, “Yeah, sure,” I
said.

“All right, I’ll call you back later,”

“Yeah, see you later,”

“Good bye,”

“Good bye,” And there you have him. Wait,
what did he just tell me again? Was it right, we’ll really go to
Japan? Seriously? Oh gosh! That’s unbelievable! That’s where I want
to go since I was young. I really need to finish packing my things
up now. Oh wait, I remember something. Oh dear, I was lost for a
moment! Not again. What should I tell my parents now?

Awhile, I went out just to breathe some fresh
air and think about what to do. My parents are expecting me this
long weekend and there’s this sudden travel plan all at the same
time. I reached Pioneer Plaza at Young Street and there I sat on a
bench under the trees just overlooking at the re-creation of a
cattle drive in bronze with longhorn steers being driven by three
cowboys on horses. I just don’t know what to do so I called
Elizabeth, “Hey Elle,”

“Oh, Miranda, you okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Where are you now?”

“Still at the game. What’s wrong?”

I just don’t know where to start it but,
“Walter asked me for a vacation,” I said quickly. “And we’ll leave
this Wednesday,”

“Wait, this Wednesday? But you’ll be home
that day,”

“Yeah right and I don’t know what to do now,”
I called her to ask her wise opinion. Time like this, there’s no
one else to trust but her. I just hope she’ll give me a careful
advice.

“You’re on trouble my friend. You are lucky
to be in trouble!” Then she started to get delighted. I can feel it
on her voice. It changed in a sudden. She began to get interested
with it. “Where did he ask you to go? Where are you going?” she
asked next.

“Wait a second, you’re distracting me,” I
smiled.

“Did he ask you out of the country? Where?
Tell me,”

“Whoa, and now that’s different,” That’s
right, she’s really into it.

“What?”

I guess I have to tell her now before she’ll
be gone crazy. “All right, we’ll leave for Japan,” I said
finally.

“Holy Moly!” She too, she’s surprised. “You
are so damn lucky!” And then she became hysterical and I don’t know
why. “Are you done packing up now? Did you bring important things?
Like medicine, contact numbers, and itinerary?” Now she can’t stop
herself. “Did you bring your nighties? Don’t forget your extra
underwear.” And there she goes again. “Oh Miranda, you have to
bring some. Go check my mini bag hanging in the closet!” I think I
know what she means there, that’s true, rubber, she can be perv at
times.

“Hey. Hey Elle,”

“What? Don’t interrupt me when I’m talking,
I’m not done yet,” But she’s unstoppable too.

“You’re getting lost,” I reminded her that
I’d called because I need her to advise me. “What am I going to
do?”

“I’m so sorry, you got me thrilled by it.
Listen to me, your parents are the most important people in your
life, that’s true. I know they miss you a lot and you feel the same
way too. But, they will understand if you won’t see them now,” she
said to me. Well, she has a good point there. “You can visit them
on our next break,”

Right, I can do it after a month or two.
After all, our next vacant is on our way too. “But what am I going
to tell them?” I asked back. Since I already said that my leave at
work was approved, I have no other reason to say. And she knows it
too.

“Tell them I was in a car accident. And that
you have to take care of me because there’s no one else could,”

God almighty! She’s so crazy. “What in the
world?”