Two Doms for Christmas (13 page)

She got slowly back out of bed and
realized she was disappointed with herself. She had let the thoughts spoil her
mood and hadn’t been completely against trying the dildo. There had to be something
good about them. They were even sold on her favorite vitamin website under the
heading of enhancement toys. Hopefully he would try again tomorrow.

* * * *

The alarm went off much too early
for her liking. There was no sun shining through the curtains, so it must still
be dark outside. Why was he working on a Saturday anyway?

Austin drew her into a long and
very sweet kiss. The moment he pulled back, Med tapped her on the shoulder. She
rolled over to look at him and he gathered her hair in his hands, dragging her
to his mouth. The feel of his tongue was different than Austin’s, not quite as
aggressive, and his lips were thinner so they weren’t as soft. It was still a
wonderful kiss, his tongue brushing and twirling over hers. He released her and
leaned back. “Do you know how to make waffles, sweets?”

“Yes. Would you like me to make
some?”

He shook his head no, a sly smile
playing on his lips. “I would love you to make some.”

Austin smacked her on the ass with
his palm. “Me too.”

“I guess I can manage that. You
didn’t grab my robe, did you?”

“Nope,” said Austin. “I actually
want to come home to find you exactly as you are now.”

“What?”

“The only time you are allowed to
get dressed is to let the dogs out.”

“But I was going to see Ginger
today.”

He bunched up his nose. “Oh yeah,
sorry, I forgot. It was a momentary morning revelation. You can get dressed to
go to the vet’s office, but you leave the lacey panties on. When you get home,
strip.”

His expression was adorable, and
she had no desire to debate it with him.

“Call me and let me know how she is
doing right after you walk out of the office. If you are too upset, I will come
get you. Okay?”

She nodded and he slid out of bed,
going into the bathroom. Med got up and then so did she. She was in her panties
trying not to singe her breasts while frying bacon in the nude. It had been
little trouble to whip up the batter from memory because she had scoped out
what was in each cabinet the night before.

They sat at the table, watching her
as she poured batter into the griddle and closed it. “Any preference on what I
make for dinner? Preferably not something that has to be fried.”

They both laughed. “Don’t want
splatter marks on your cute tits?” asked Med.

“Not really.”

Austin gestured her over with a
twitch of his finger. He patted his lap and she straddled his legs, almost
groaning as the lace ground against his jeans. It was an unexpected thrill as
he drew her closer with his hands to her ass. “I have something I want you to
take a look at. It’s on the bed with your present. Use it please. At least
once, no, at least two or three times before we get home. I want to see that
you are proficient in what the text says tonight. Got me?”

She nodded slowly. What the hell
had he left her? Was there honestly a book on how to masturbate properly?

Chapter Thirteen

The two men had left, the dogs had
been given a snack and let out, and all the dishes were done and put away.
Haley looked at the clock. It was too early to go to the vet. They were open
for emergencies, but her vet wouldn’t be in until nine.

With nothing left to do, she walked
into the bedroom. On the bed wasn’t a book, but a few pages of printed matter
from the computer. She sat down, picking it up and reading it. It gave
surprisingly detailed instructions on different things she could try to bring
pleasure to herself.

Written on the bottom of each page
in red ink were two words.
Don’t climax.

He wanted her to play with herself
and become proficient in doing so without making herself climax? How the hell
was she supposed to do that? She flipped to the last page and began reading. It
suggested that to intensify the final result to try bringing her body up slowly
and stopping before it became too strong to control. The instructions were just
as complete, packed with little tricks on when to stop and what to do in the
meantime as she waited for her body to cool.

She set the papers down,
considering what she had read and then took off her panties. Propping up the
pillows to make herself comfortable, she smeared some lube on her finger and
followed the directions, trying different strokes and pressures on and around
her clit. She rubbed down to the outer opening of her pussy and then felt a
spasm of delicious sensation. Moaning, she pulled her hand away and allowed it
to subside.

Her cunt was throbbing softly as
she picked up the dildo and put some lube on the tip. Its overall shape was
similar to male anatomy, but it was quite a bit thinner than Austin’s cock. Why
was this piece of rubber so intimidating? Was it simply that her mother had
frowned on masturbation? Was it Jack’s distaste for man-made gratification? As
far as Jack was concerned, it if couldn’t be done with his mouth, fingers, or
cock then it shouldn’t be done at all.

She found herself shivering with apprehension
as she lowered the dildo to her pussy and rubbed the gel gently over her
opening. The slow glow of shimmering orgasm had faded considerably, and she
pushed the tip of the toy inside. It felt surprisingly good, the soft, curved
tip putting pressure on the perfect spot. Pushing it in further, she was aware
of the raised rings, jarring her inner nerves as they were pushed downward. The
result was far more dramatic than she anticipated and after a few full thrusts,
she removed it.

As she began to slowly rub her clit
again, Haley wondered exactly what two or three times entailed. Did she have to
bring herself close to climax that many times, or was she supposed to engage in
three different sessions? She wasn’t about to call Austin and ask him.

Her cunt throbbed, catching her by
surprise because the sensation had come so quickly. Was it possible that each
time she brought herself to brink of climax, the aching glow in her cunt would
leave behind slight waves of building feelings?

She allowed her flesh to cool and
then tried the dildo again. It happened faster, the inner flushing bliss
seeming to waver and disperse over and over again. She was so close, but would
not allow herself the luxury of betraying Austin’s request. Moaning, she
removed the dildo and got up to wash it and put it away. She had done enough
and didn’t think she had much leeway left to control herself.

There was a box with a new note on
the bathroom sink. She opened the paper and read what it said. “I hope you have
been enjoying yourself, but not too much. This will be a new addition to your
repertoire. I may stop home at any time and if I do, I expect to find this
deeply buried inside your lusciously wet cunt.”

Peeking into the box, she groaned.
Haley took the two sleek, metal balls from their tissue paper wrapping. They
shifted in her hand and she lifted one to her ear and shook it. There was
something inside the balls that moved and shifted with even a tiny movement.
Setting them back into the box, she carefully folded the cover and put the note
back on top of it. She had no intention of discovering the sensation while she
was at the vet’s office. She could do it when she got home.

She washed up quickly and slid on a
pair of jeans and a sweater. Once she was dressed, she walked out into the
kitchen to call the vet. Her phone burst into song, scaring her half to death.
She sagged in irritation, then answered it.

“Haley,
it’s
doctor Shay. I wanted to let you know Ginger is doing spectacular. She ate a
little bit last night, and she is just coming around from the painkiller we
gave her. If you want to see her, she should be completely awake in a short
while.”

“That’s spectacular news. I was
just getting ready to call you. Can I buzz over to the store and get her a bed
for inside the cage?”

“Of course. Whatever you want to
bring that will make her feel more homey is fine. Although, we have yet to
discover if she is going to want to go out and potty. They often have accidents
when they aren’t completely coherent.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Be there
in a little while. Thank you so much.”

Grabbing her purse, she stopped to
say goodbye to Sammie, April, and Jake before locking up the house and heading
out.

After a quick stop at the store,
she headed to the vet.

Haley was halfway up the stairs
when she looked over at the small, potty patch yard. Ginger was there, wrapped
in a jacket. Her back was slightly hunched in pain, but when she squatted and
peed Haley almost cheered. She didn’t know if she was better to go inside and
wait, or go down to the area. It was probably wiser to let her do her thing and
go inside. No sense in getting her all excited outside.

Walking inside, she smiled at the
receptionist. “Morning.”

“Good morning. Can I help you?”

“Ginger. I came to see her. Doctor
Shay said it was fine.”

“Oh. She is doing so well this
morning.” Getting up, she opened the door for Haley so she could go down to the
intensive care area. She dug the towel out of Haley’s crate, putting the water
repellant comfort mat into it and then folding a fluffy bath sheet and putting
it overtop. The bath sheet could be washed and she had purchased three of them
in case of accidents.

That done, she turned and slid to
sit on the floor next to the open crate. There were two other dogs in adjacent
crates and one was snoring badly.

A young man walked behind the desk
and peered over it at her. “Can I help you?”

“I’m waiting for them to bring
Ginger back up. I didn’t want to interrupt while she was doing her business.”

“Ah, she is doing better this
morning. We were going to try her with a bit more food and some water. Do you
want to feed her?”

“Please.”

He smiled. “I’m David by the way. I
work the morning hours back here if you ever need anything.”

The young woman who had been
outside came in pulling a kid’s wagon. Ginger was sitting inside it and she
looked adorable. The woman parked the wagon and unfolded the back to form a
ramp. She then helped Ginger to walk down it and turned her to return to her
cage. Ginger saw Haley and lunged against the leash.

Haley scrambled to her feet,
sliding to her knees in front of the dog to stop her from straining. “What are
you doing? You are going to hurt yourself.”

Haley bend forward so Ginger could
lick her face and then kissed her on the head.

The girl smiled. “Well, that answers
that question.”

“What question?”

“She was acting really sluggish and
we were a bit worried about brain damage. She certainly knows who you are.
That’s a good thing.”

It was a wonderful thing. She
turned, knowing she looked like an idiot, but not wanting to stand up as she
crawled back to sit by the crate. Ginger followed her, but instead of going
inside, she waited for Haley to turn and stretch out her legs and then climbed
onto her lap. Ginger whimpered softly as she lay down, trying to find a comfortable
position.

“My poor baby,” Haley said as she
gently stroked Ginger’s head.

Doctor Shay walked to the back and
stood towering over her. “I was informed you were here. She is doing so well
this morning. We are doing a urine test now to check for blood, but I don’t
really expect to find any. She obviously knows you, so that is good.”

“How much pain do you think she is
in?”

“Unfortunately quite a bit. If you
have ever broke a rib, then she has four. It is a very painful thing and we
would like to keep her here for at least a week to keep her on pain medication.
The stuff I could send you home with isn’t nearly as strong. You would also
have to be very careful with her around other dogs. She could easily be
re-injured or even bite because she is in pain.”

Haley nodded. She hated to leave
Ginger, but it did make sense. “I’m currently staying with Austin and he has
two whippets, plus Sammie the brute. I’m not sure if we could keep her
separated at home.”

She smiled. “You are welcome to
come see her at any time, but it’s probably best for her if you keep your
visits down to once a day.”

David handed her a tray with a
small bowl of canned food and a little dish of water. Haley smelled it and
frowned. “Do you have a plastic spoon?”

He nodded and reached over the
desk, handing her the spoon. She filled it part way with the food and offered
it to Ginger. “Can I bring in food for her? I don’t usually feed them canned
because it has so much junk in it. Austin uses holistic food and Sammie likes
it, so probably so will Ginger.”

“Of course,” said David.

She looked back at Doctor Shay. “So
what is the prognosis, or is it too early to tell?”

“She’s doing better obviously. We
have been keeping an eye on her lung and will run another scan on it in a few
more days providing she is breathing fine. Her ribs will hopefully heal with no
intervention. Otherwise it’s just a matter of giving her time to heal. I think
if things continue as they are, her prognosis is wonderful.”

Haley wanted to cry happy tears.
She was spending far too much time with her eyes watering up lately and really
wanted to do something about it. At the moment, she was too overjoyed to
bother. She wanted to call Austin and tell him, but she wasn’t going to leave
Ginger just yet.

* * * *

Austin glanced at his phone and
then opened the text to read it. “Excellent,” he exclaimed as he texted the
word back to Haley.

“What?” asked
Med.

“That was Haley. She says Ginger is
lying on her legs eating some food. She is doing really well this morning. I
can almost hear the happiness in her text.”

Med chuckled. “That’s fantastic.”
He pointed back to the tile. “I think that one looks most like the marble look
tile she was describing.”

“Yeah, me too. Let’s get it ordered
and get the hell out of here. We can worry about the counters later. I hate to
say it, but it would probably be worth the investment to do the counters also.
It will bring up the value. Once the floor is done, the counters are going to
look even worse.”

“You’re probably right. Does Eddy
know how to do this shit?”

“No, but I do. Right now they are
just stripping the floor and if necessary, putting down new plywood. I can get
the tiling done in an afternoon once the floor is prepped. I can show you what
to do and you can help.”

“That’s what I’m here for. Mr. Helpful.”

“Sarcasm is unbecoming.”

They ordered the tile and then
headed to the truck to pull around so it could be loaded. As they waited,
Austin asked, “Do you think love at first sight is valid?”

“Valid? I think it is possible, and
probably as valid as a love that takes months or years to develop. It’s an
emotion that can’t actually be validated by anyone but the person who feels it.
Let me guess, you’re in love with Haley?”

Austin nodded. He was totally and
completely in love with her. “I was going to mess with her last night because I
know she had never used a dildo. I guess her husband didn’t like them. Then she
told me a tidbit from her life, and I knew I couldn’t do it. The timing was
just horrible.”

“Is that why you left her
directions on the bed?”

“Yeah. It was kind a softie move,
but I thought she might be more comfortable exploring it on her own first.” He
laughed. “I’ve been having flashes of her doing it all morning. I’m regretting
my mandate that we won’t have sex with her.”

“Are you going to leave her aching
for a while or do something about it?”

“That’s kind of a two sided coin.
If she hasn’t had sex in years, I want to be the first one to remedy that. I
also don’t want to leave her wanting for the next week and a half. I probably
should have just let things go without the dildo or the balls for now, but I
just couldn’t resist. The idea of her walking around with those metal jiggle
balls in her cunt is just too delicious.”

“Do you honestly think she will put
them in?”

“She hasn’t. Somehow I know they
are still sitting on the sink. Once she gets home from the vet’s office, she’ll
do it.”

“How do you know? For all we know,
she could simply watch to see when we pull in the driveway and run in and
insert them.”

Austin grinned. “Not Haley, not
now. She might challenge me in the future, but she will be happy because of
Ginger. She is also grateful we were there for her. Her way of repaying me,
even though I really don’t expect repayment, is to be a good little sub.”

“I’ll make you a bet. When we get
home, she will be in the bathroom or just walking out of the bedroom. “No,
better still. You drop me off and I’ll walk to the house, and catch her by
surprise.”

“What are we betting on?”