Page 73 of On His Terms

“Reach back and spread your ass cheeks.”

For long minutes, maybe three or four, he left her there, obviously reinforcing his order.

Her knees grew tired, and her muscles ached.

“Ask me to take it out.”

This would have been over a long time ago if she’d behaved. Afraid of him dreaming up something even more diabolical, she quickly asked, “Please, Sir, will you remove the plug from my ass?”

“Since you asked so nicely, I’d be happy to.”

She stiffened her fingers as he pulled out the metal piece.

It landed in the sink with a clatter.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he asked.

Her ass burned for a moment, then the pain faded instantly. Where the plug had felt invasive, she now felt vaguely empty.

“Your tiny hole is nicely stretched. I’m looking forward to the opportunity to fuck you up there. Please stand.”

She did and she met his gaze.

“You’ve done well this evening.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“You’re more than welcome to stay this evening. I’d welcome it.”

After everything she’d experienced, she needed some alone time to process the events and her reactions. “I’m planning to leave, Sir.”

“How about we shower first?” He reached inside to turn on the faucet.

Another first.

Once he’d checked the water temperature, he extended a hand in invitation.

As she stood under the spray, tension drained from her body.

Moments later, after cleaning the plug and washing his hands, he joined her, and she stepped to one side, even though there was more than enough room for both of them.

He pumped a generous amount of soap into his cupped palm. “Enjoy this.” He washed her breasts, her abdomen, her belly, even her legs.

“I thought I was supposed to do this for you, Sir.”

“At times,” he agreed. “But caring for a sub’s needs is part of being a good Dominant, especially after a day like today.”

She could get accustomed to being pampered like this.

“Turn around.”

Her considerate Dom soaped her shoulder blades and her back before moving lower, between her buttocks, making her tense. “Sir, this is really personal.”

“Yes, pet. It is.”

Apparently unconcerned by her protests, he continued, washing, then taking down one of the showerheads to rinse her completely. “You’ll get the hang of submission eventually.”

Will I?