Obediently Yours (15 page)

We lie side by side, both out of breath. Sated with heavy limbs. He turns to me. “You are so beautiful,” he says, his voice projecting utter sincerity. He strokes my cheek softly. I feel the tears pool in my eyes and suddenly he looks alarmed. “Siobhan, what is it? What? Why are you crying?” His questions make me feel even more emotional as the tears spill over and I try to suppress a sob. Richard gathers me completely in his arms. My head rests on his shoulder, emotions overwhelming me. Richard rubs my hair, then my back. “Shhhh, it’s okay, baby. Don’t cry,” he whispers over and over as he holds me.

“I’m sorry, I just feel overwhelmed,” I say, embarrassed, and try to pull away. “Don’t,” he says, holding me firmly in place. “Stay in my arms and let me hold you,” he whispers and I do. I stay right there in his arms and feel, for the first time, like all is right with the world. I bask in this feeling of passion and love. “You are everything to me, Siobhan.” These are the last words I hear before I drift off to sleep.

* * *

My eyes open to sunlight filtered with the shades that cover the window. I wake up and it takes me a moment to remember where I am. Smiling, I stretch my limbs, feeling an achy goodness throughout my body. Tingles down below remind me of our night of passionate lovemaking and I am acutely aware that I slept completely naked, something I never do. I look over for Richard, but see only an empty side of the bed. I sit up and just as I am about to swing my legs out of the bed, Richard walks into the room carrying a tray. “Don’t get out of that bed, young lady,” he says in a teasing harsh tone. I quickly lie back as he approaches, watching him set the tray down on the floor, as he sits on the side of the bed smiling widely. He moves behind me to fluff and stack my pillows so I can sit comfortably.

“Thank you,” I say, beaming back at him. Suddenly, a tray is placed over my lap. I see the pale lilac rose in a clear glass vase and an array of food. Pancakes, bacon, orange juice, coffee. All the breakfast foods I love. “This looks wonderful.”

“I remember during one of our chat sessions you telling me that you love pancakes and bacon. I was not sure about the orange juice. I do, however, clearly recall you expressing your love for coffee,” he laughs.

Reaching for the coffee, I smell its heavenly scent. “You didn’t have to do all of this, but I appreciate that you did. I’ve never had breakfast in bed before,” I say, looking into his sparkling green eyes.

“Well, get used to this kind of service, Siobhan, because I intend to provide it on a regular basis. Let me go get my tray so we can eat together,” he says as he gets up and heads out the bedroom door.

* * *

After another round of relaxed lovemaking, we shower together and head for the living room to read the Sunday paper. I am wearing one of Richard’s tee shirts and he is wearing pajama bottoms and nothing else. I stare at his sculpted chest, dying to run my fingers through his chest hair. Leaning over, I do just that. Richard looks down at my hand on his chest and then up to my eyes. “Can I reciprocate?” he asks in a sultry, sexy tone of voice.

“Well, I sure hope if you touch my chest you don’t find your fingers running through chest hair,” I playfully answer.

“Siobhan, I can assure you that you have the chest of a beautiful woman. Your breasts fit perfectly in my hands.” He takes each in his hands to prove his point. “They were made to order.” He holds them, stroking my nipples with his thumbs. My nipples immediately harden.

After a few minutes, Richard stops fondling my breasts and returns to reading his paper. I lean back into the couch, bewildered that we did not move on to more hot and heavy action.

“Just so you know,” he states. “I would love nothing more than to take you right back into the bedroom and feel you up some more. Actually, do much more than just feeling you up. But I think you might need a rest from all of our previous activity. I imagine you might be a bit sore?” he asks, concern in his voice.

“I’m okay,” I say. “I don’t mind being sore after what we did last night and this morning. Being sore reminds me that this is all real, not a made-up fantasy in my head or story I read on the Internet.”

“Oh, this is real, Siobhan, make no mistake about that. I know it might feel like a dream, but it is very real, all of it. We are both incredibly lucky to have found each other. You are right out of my dreams, a wish that has come true,” he says with sincerity.

“You are a wish come true for me too,” I say. I ask the next question, the one that lingers in the air. “Where do we go from here?”

Richard looks at me thoughtfully for a moment. “Where do you want to go from here?” he asks.

“No, you first!” I exclaim, unsure how I want to answer his question.

“Okay, I’ll answer first. What I want is—you! Any way you are willing. I want to wine and dine you. Spoil you rotten as my new girlfriend. I won’t deny the fact that I also want you to be my baby girl. Expand into real-life age play and do some scenes together if you want to. I want to dominate and control you. The urge to do so is overwhelming. We can ease into it, calm any fears you may have. But I know more than anything, I just want to spend time with you, Siobhan.”

Oh, my word. His words are music to my ears. “The best of both worlds, huh?” I ask. Swallowing hard, I continue. “If you are asking me to be your girlfriend, Richard, the answer is yes, I would love to be. I want to spend time with you too. I can’t imagine leaving here today and going back to the way things were in my life. It’s as if my world has completely shifted on its axis. I want to pursue a relationship with you. As far as the age play goes, what we were doing before we met was divine. Doing it in real life would be another dream come true. I won’t lie and say it does not scare me to do so, but I would love to get to know my boyfriend Richard and my Daddy Dom much better.”

“I’m so glad to hear you say that,” he purrs, pulling me into his arms for a firm embrace. “I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you, Siobhan. The desire to dominate you is just as overwhelming as my desire to date you and be your boyfriend,” he states with a wide grin that makes me grin back.

“Well, Daddy Dom, how do we proceed?” I ask playfully.

“Well, as you may recall from our emails, I have had a couple of real-life age play relationships in the past. In reality, it is not very different than online play. You will have rules to obey. I will add to them for sure. You will also keep your journal. Before we embark on a scene, I need more information about what you want and do not want. In the past, I have used the age play negotiation form like the one I sent you. Do you remember?” he asks. I nod my head. Oh, yeah, I remember how hot I got reading it.

“I would suggest that we start with that, along with other paperwork that I have always required before engaging in any real play session.” Richard gets up and leaves the room, coming back in a few minutes, holding some papers.

“These are forms that I have always used before engaging in any real-life play. One is a Medical History Form, tailored for my specific informational needs and the other is a BDSM Negotiation Form to identify desires and limits. I also have the Age Play Negotiation Form indicating my interests. You can look it over and determine which of these you might also be interested in trying. Would you be agreeable to completing these?” He hands me the paperwork.

“Boy, you are very thorough about this,” I state, glancing the forms over, feeling overwhelmed by the list of questions on the top form.

“Remember, I have engaged in all types of role play before, Siobhan. I believe in being safe, sane, and consensual. As a Dominant, I have a responsibility to ensure the safety and well-being of the submissive at all times. In order to do that, I need to have this type of information. It is also a guide to know what the other person’s limits are so I do not try to do something that is beyond what the other wants.”

“But isn’t part of submission doing what the Dominant wants?” I ask, confused.

“Submission is about that in part, yes, but there is so much more to it. In a Dom/sub power exchange, it is the sub with all of the power. Ultimately you control what happens or what does not happen. The forms are a starting point. Let me suggest you take some time to complete these forms and then we can review each other’s information together. Once we know each other’s parameters, we can negotiate a scene. This is all new to you, so I know I have to be patient. You may be eager to jump right in, I certainly am too, but I want to ensure your complete comfort before we proceed with anything. We need to discuss the information you put on these forms. Are you okay with that?” he asks.

“Yes, do you have a pen?” I ask, smiling slyly at him.

“I do indeed have a pen, Siobhan. Might I suggest we move into my office?” he asks, taking my hand. He leads me down the hallway and into the masculine room. “Why don’t you sit at your ‘special’ desk and chair, Siobhan, and complete your paperwork?” he asks, motioning toward the designated corner.

“Am I being punished?” I ask mockingly.

“No, little one, you are not being punished. However, I would appreciate that you use a respectful tone when addressing me. Your rules are still in effect, are they not?” His voice has a demanding tone.

I blush and flush in arousal at the forcefulness of his words. Calling me “little one” in that voice just turns me on like crazy. I decide to just go with it. “Yes, Daddy, I remember my rules and I want to obey them. I’m sorry, Daddy.” I can feel the wetness trickling out of me.

It does not go unnoticed that Richard reaches down to his pajama pants to adjust his sizeable erection. It is a heady feeling to know that I do this to him, that he reacts that way to me. I mentally give myself a high five in victory.

“Very good, little one. I suggest you sit down at your desk. Take your time completing these forms. When you are finished, please come back out to the living room with them so we can review and discuss. If you need anything, come find me; otherwise, please take your time and be thorough, baby girl.”

I sit down at my desk. The chair feels hard and unforgiving. I become acutely aware that my bottom is naked underneath the tee shirt. Arousal continues to trickle out of me, pooling underneath me. Oh, I can imagine how hard this chair must feel on a spanked bottom. I wonder if we will get to that today. As usual, I am thinking ahead too much. Let me start looking at these forms. The first one is Daddy’s
Age Play Negotiation Form
. I remember reading this in one of Richard’s emails. It seems like it was so long ago, yet it’s been such a short period of time since we first connected online. I cannot believe I am sitting here in his house, considering all of this for real.

As I glance at the form, I remember the first time I read it. It outlines all of Daddy’s age play interests, hard limits, and type of scenes. I check off all since I am willing to try anything. There are only a few things that wig me out, but I trust Richard and know I can safeword if something becomes too uncomfortable for me. I totally agree with all of his hard limits, so that puts my mind at ease a bit.

I move onto the next form. It says
Medical History Form
at the top. I begin to complete it.

L
IFESTYLE
I
NFORMATION:

Tobacco
–
no

How often/much?
Never

Alcohol
–
yes

How often/much?
Occasionally

Caffeine
–
yes

How often/much?
Daily

Exercise
–
yes

How often/much?
Often—several times per week

List Allergies:
No known allergies

List Prescription and Over-the-Counter Medications
:
Ativan, Ibuprofen, Vitamins

List Previous Surgeries with dates:
None

C
HECK IF YOU HAVE EXPERIENCED OR ARE EXPERIENCING ANY OF THE FOLLOWING SYMPTOMS:

►
Headaches or migraines

Fainting and/or dizziness, blackouts, blurred vision

Ringing in ears or decreased hearing

Nosebleeds or sinus problems

Respiratory problems (shortness of breath, asthma, pneumonia)

Heart problems (palpitations, heaviness in chest, high blood pressure)

►
Kidney problems
(UTI’s, stones, frequency, painful urination, blood in urine)

Digestive problems (nausea, vomiting, cramps)

Breast problems (fibrocystic breasts, pain or soreness, nipple drainage, cysts or lumps)

►
GYN problems

(Fibroids, vaginal dryness or itching, yeast infections, painful intercourse, cramps, pelvic pain or pressure)

M
ENSTRUAL
H
ISTORY:

Age of onset
:
9 years old

Are your cycles normal or abnormal?
Normal

If abnormal, explain:
n/a

How many days of bleeding usually?
4–5 days

Do you experience bleeding between periods?
No, not usually

Do you have Premenstrual Syndrome?
Yes