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  Aurora was pretty sure this punishment would kill her. Her obituary would say the late Aurora Kane, author, died of extreme sexual frustration. She wondered what they called the equivalent of blue balls in a woman. Stiff clit syndrome?

  Aurora drifted to sleep pondering the question as she tried to ignore the aching throb of her clit.

  * * *

  Donovan smiled as he watched Aurora sleep so trustingly in his arms. He’d given her an intense punishment and she’d accepted it like the beautifully submissive woman she was. He had punished her and made love to her many times in the last few days, but he hadn’t really done a scene with her. He’d been waiting until she felt secure in the relationship and trusted him. He felt like she had submitted to him completely now. Though she hadn’t returned his words of love earlier, he could tell they had reached her deeply.

  His baby girl was just a little skittish and wary because of the damage done to her before by the heavy-handed asshole of a dom she’d dealt with. He thought of her online blog; he’d read all her entries detailing the way the man had treated her. How any man could call himself a dom and make a submissive feel completely worthless was beyond Donovan.

  In his view as a dom, his role was first to love then guide and protect his baby girl. He would keep her safe from herself and slowly push her to face her fears as their bond grew.

  It was important to start scening with her because he had every intention of taking her back to the club that had sent her into hiding and do a scene with her there. He wanted to completely free her of the past and to his way of thinking a public scene that would leave the other doms aching at the beauty of her submission was the perfect way to do that.

  Getting out of bed, he tucked the covers back around his exhausted sub and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. He grinned when she gave a little mewling sound in her sleep and snuggled deeper into the bed. Her punishment this afternoon had drained her completely, so he’d let her rest while he fixed dinner and then they’d talk.

  Donovan grinned as he thought about how resistant she would be to talking about her previous BDSM experience but part of the healing process was to talk about the past. His stubborn girl would not like him tearing open old wounds at all but in order to face the future without fear she had to face the past. Let it out in the light of day and examine it from a safe place.

  When he had a dinner of grilled lemon pepper chicken, wild rice, and roasted asparagus ready, he went to wake Aurora.

  She woke slowly, blinking up at him with a yawn.

  “Hello, sleepyhead, it’s time for dinner,” he told her as he pulled back the covers and lifted her naked form into his arms. She snuggled trustingly in his arms for a moment then straightened in obvious alarm when he started out of the bedroom.

  “Wait!” Aurora yelled, clutching at his neck. “I need to dress or at least get a robe.”

  Donovan paused and looked down at her with a smile. “You’re fine, darling. I want to look at your beautiful naked body while we have dinner. I turned down the air and started the gas log in the living room so you wouldn’t be cold.”

  She looked away from his eyes, plucking nervously at the neck of his shirt. “I… but… I…”

  Aurora looked deliciously sweet and shy; he knew she was feeling vulnerable after her intense punishment and wanted to put clothes on as a protective measure but he needed her vulnerability… her submission for the conversation he planned after dinner.

  Though it was hard to resist giving into the anxiety in her eyes, he firmed his jaw. “No,” Donovan said succinctly.

  She gave a deep sigh of submission and looked up at him as her eyes dilated in response to the command in his voice. “Yes, sir,” Aurora said softly and he felt a little shiver run through her body.

  “Good girl.”

  Aurora smiled with pleasure and twined her arms back around his neck as he carried her from the room.

  Donovan placed her in the big armchair in front of the fire, watching as she took in the lit candles on the low table in front of the chair. The warm glow of the candles and fire flickered across her naked form and caught the glint of red in her dark hair as she gracefully pulled her knees under her to curl up and stare into the fire.

  “Be right back,” he told her as he left the room to get their dinner. Donovan quickly returned with a plate piled high; he’d already cut the chicken and asparagus into bite-sized pieces to make things easier. He set the plate and a glass of white wine on the coffee table then lifted her in his arms and sat down, settling her on his lap.

  Aurora curled against him with a smile. “Only one plate?”

  “I’m going to feed you,” he explained as he leaned forward to pick up the plate and immediately speared a piece of chicken with the fork and held it to her lips.

  Aurora obediently opened her mouth to accept the morsel of food. She chewed it with a look of pleasure and swallowed. “It’s delicious! I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”

  Donovan smiled, offering her another bite before taking one for himself. He alternately fed them both with an occasional sip of wine offered between bites. Feeding another person was very intimate and for a submissive partner it helped to reinforce who was the dominant in the relationship in the subbie’s mind.

  Some dominants always fed their sub from their own plate to keep the balance of power obvious, their roles firmly in place. While Donovan didn’t need that level of control, during difficult times when she needed to be reminded who would take care of her, he would do it to both reinforce his dominance and her submission but also the tightness of their bond.

  “What’s that?” Aurora asked, noticing the smaller covered plate he’d also brought in from the kitchen.

  He grinned and pulled the napkin off the plate as he offered it to her.

  “A Ding Dong!” she exclaimed excitedly. “You said you didn’t get any.”

  “I asked if your behavior deserved a Ding Dong,” he told her with a grin. “I hadn’t planned on giving you one today but you took your punishment like such a good girl I thought you deserved a reward.”

  Donovan grinned as he watched her nibble all the chocolate off the edges then take a big bite so she could dig the cream out with her tongue.

  She finished the last few bites with obvious relish, a little cream on her top lip as she smiled up at him in pleasure. “Aren’t you having any?”

  Donovan leaned in and swiped his tongue across her upper lip to catch the small little bit of cream. Then he kissed her deeply, tasting the sweet treat on her tongue. “You’re right, those are good.”

  Aurora giggled. “You can’t have tasted much Ding Dong.”

  “My girl with a little flavor of chocolate and cream was enough for my sweet tooth,” he told her honestly.

  She smiled again and snuggled back down against him contentedly.

  “Baby, I’ve read your online journal,” Donovan told her quietly. She immediately stiffened against him and tried to pull away. “No… you’re fine where you are.”

  “I don’t want to discuss this,” Aurora said with her jaw clenched.

  “I know it’s hard to open old wounds, baby but you have to face the past to be able to fully embrace a future with me. I would be doing you a disservice to let you try to ignore everything that happened before we met,” he explained. “I want to have a strong, healthy relationship with you. To do that we have to face your past.”

  Aurora sat up straighter, staring at the button in the middle of his chest. “His name was Aiden.”

  “The dom that hurt you?” he asked as he gently rubbed her back.

  “Yes. He told me I was a horrible brat and far too sassy and disrespectful,” she told him, clearly nervous.

  Donovan hugged her close. “You can be all of those things, but you’re my brat. I enjoy your sass and I know how to deal with things if you get too disrespectful or too bratty.”

  Her chin quivered and she got a little teary as she forced herself to look him in the eye agai
n. “Aiden said no self-respecting dom would ever want me for keeps.”

  He cupped her face in his hands, tilting it up to his so he could maintain eye contact. “I want you for keeps. Aiden was an asshole and you need to put the things he told you out of your mind.”

  She cleared her throat as she tried to get past the need to cry. “We had just been seeing each other a few weeks when my aunt got really sick. She had stage four pancreatic cancer and we didn’t find out until it was too late. I got involved taking care of her one night and didn’t call or message him my whereabouts.”

  “I take it Aiden wasn’t understanding?” Donovan asked, trying to keep his voice neutral.

  Aurora shook her head. “He said it was unacceptable. It proved I really didn’t care about him or his needs and I was a piss poor sub.”

  “None of that is true, Aurora,” he said firmly.

  “I kept going to the club for a while. I tried to find another dom; my aunt died the day after he broke up with me and I really needed the guidance and discipline to help me cope with everything.” The tears she’d been holding back broke free and tracked slowly down her cheeks. “It was like I was suddenly a pariah. So I thought maybe he was right. I was too sassy and bratty… too disrespectful… so I just tried to be quiet and serve. It was like no matter how hard I tried, no dom would touch me even for a scene.”

  “I’m so sorry, baby,” Donovan told her.

  “Master Gabriel tried to talk to me,” Aurora told him. “He is one of the owners of the club. He called me into his office the last night I was there and asked if I was okay. He said everyone missed the sassy little submissive with a sense of humor. He asked me what happened with Aiden, but I was too scared if I complained it would only make things worse. In hindsight I realize Master Gabriel would have helped me. He actually apologized for not talking to me sooner but I knew his wife had just died and at that point I’d already given up. I got away from him as quickly as possible, left the club, and never went back.”

  “You didn’t hear from anyone at the club?” he asked her.

  “Yes. Gabriel, Simone, and Marcus, the partners for the club all called me but I didn’t answer,” she explained. “I was in a very dark place and I didn’t believe there was anything they could do to help me.”

  Donovan nodded then cupped her face again. “You listen to me, Aurora Kane. You are a warm, vibrant woman… you are everything I have ever wanted in a submissive. Beautiful and intelligent with a mischievous side that gets you in trouble. You are all I want and all I need. I intend to drive every negative memory of Aiden from your head and replace those with me. I want to fill you up so completely there is no room for Aiden or doubt.”

  She smiled tremulously. “Really?”

  “Really,” he told her before kissing the tip of her nose. “I have plans for tomorrow but the next day we’re going to do a scene.”

  Aurora frowned. “Where?” she asked suspiciously.

  “Right here,” Donovan told her. “Eventually we will return to that club for a scene so you can confront the ghost of Aiden once and for all.”

  She shivered nervously. “I…”

  “Do you trust me?” he asked.

  “Yes, sir,” Aurora told him without hesitation.

  “Then don’t worry, we won’t do anything you aren’t ready for and you won’t enjoy,” he assured her.

  She sighed and leaned back against him. “Okay.”

  Then she straightened up and looked back at him. “What are your plans for tomorrow?”

  Donovan tweaked her nose. “Can you keep a secret?”

  Aurora nodded eagerly. “Yes!”

  He chuckled. “Good, so can I.”

  She scowled up at him but Donovan merely laughed again and pulled her back against him with a grin.

  He held her close and told her about the scene he wanted to do with her. Aurora listened intently and agreed to everything he wanted to try with her. He felt her body shudder against him and hoped it was anticipation.

  They stayed just like they were for the rest of the evening, cuddled in front of the fire watching the flames and just enjoying the closeness of the moment.

  Chapter Nine

  It was a beautiful day. Donovan had woken her early and dressed her in Capri jeans and a long t-shirt. She’d felt so cherished when he sat her down in front of him on the bed and brushed her tousled hair then put it up in pigtails.

  She giggled. “Isn’t this look a little young for me?”

  He leaned forward and kissed her deeply before leaning back and tugging one of her pigtails. “Do you know what I’m going to be thinking about when I look at your sweet little pigtails today?”

  Aurora cocked her head to one side. “What?”

  “I’m going to think about how I’m going to use them like handles later when I take your ass hard,” Donovan told her with a little growl in his voice.

  She shuddered, and just like that she was wet and ready for his cock. “Why wait?” Aurora asked a little breathlessly.

  He grinned and waggled his eyebrows at her. “Anticipation.”

  She slapped his chest and was immediately rewarded by being thrown to the bed and tickled until she squealed then cuddled close.

  She loved being in his arms, her head resting against his chest and listening to the steady beat of his heart. “What are we doing today?” Aurora asked, trying not to think about him filling her ass… the slow sweet stretch that hurt so good.

  “I was thinking of taking my girl to the zoo,” Donovan said with a grin.

  Aurora’s eyes lit up with delight. “I haven’t been to the Ft. Worth Zoo in years! We are going to that one, right? I like it better than the Dallas Zoo.”

  “Ft. Worth Zoo it is!” he declared.

  They spent the day exploring the zoo hand in hand, like all the vanilla couples around them. It was a very relaxing day; Aurora couldn’t remember the last time she’d enjoyed just being in another person’s presence so much.

  Donovan made her laugh. She felt a joy fill her that she hadn’t allowed herself to experience in years.

  As she listened to the people around her… children’s excited voices… babies crying… laughter… she missed people… she missed life.

  Aurora realized that whether or not she and Donovan had a happily ever after, she would always owe him for bringing her back to life. She could never return to the solitary existence she’d forced on herself… the stagnant non-life she’d been living.

  Yes, she’d prevented herself from being hurt again but she’d missed so much. Life could be scary and messy but it could also be pretty damn wonderful and she’d allowed herself to forget that… she wouldn’t make the same mistake again no matter what happened.

  Donovan stopped next to the chimpanzees and pulled her back against his chest. “Look,” he whispered in her ear as he pointed out a female chimp with a tiny little baby clutched to her breast.

  Aurora relaxed against him with his arms around her waist while they watched in wonder at the humanlike way the mother handled her tiny infant. Tears filled her eyes as they watched the chimp feed and cuddle her little one, the beauty of the moment stealing her breath.

  It was a truly wonderful day; they wandered the zoo at their own pace with no real agenda, just enjoying the exhibits as they came to them. When they finished at the zoo, Aurora talked Donovan into stopping at the park across the street, Log Cabin Village.

  There they saw demonstrations of candle-making, spinning wool, and churning butter. All of the workers dressed in period costumes to play up to the daily visitors. After making their way through all the exhibits, they walked hand in hand back to the car.

  As Donovan opened the door, helping her into the seat and leaning over her to fasten her seatbelt, he growled into her ear, “Ready to go home and learn what use I have for these sweet ponytails?”

  She shivered as a frisson of pleasure slid through her. Aurora smiled up at him. “Yes, please.”

  Donovan pu
lled up in front of her house. “Go to the bedroom and wait for me,” he instructed.

  Aurora scurried out of the car and into the house. Her body was already wet and throbbing with need. With a smile she stripped until she was completely nude and knelt at the foot of the bed facing the door; Donovan had never asked her to kneel for him but she wanted to greet him in a submissive pose. She spread her legs wide and straightened her back with her palms facing up on her thighs, her head bowed submissively.

  She tried not to smile when Donovan’s legs walked in the room and paused in front of her. “What a pretty sight, my little sub kneeling naked waiting for me to fill her up with my cock. Are you ready for me, baby?”

  “Yes, sir,” she said rather primly, peeking up at him through her eyelashes as he peeled his clothes from his body. Her mouth watered when his cock sprang free ready for attention.

  As she watched him he palmed his erection, stroking it up and down as he walked toward her, a little pearl of pre-cum leaking from its tip. Aurora licked her lips and opened wide when he walked in front of her and pressed his cock head to her ready mouth.

  True to his word, he grabbed a pigtail in each hand as he fed his dick between her lips. Aurora moaned as she sucked the head inside, licking firmly beneath the head. The slight burn as he tugged on her hair sent another shiver of pleasure down her back as he began to pump in and out of her hungry mouth.

  He tasted so good, she hummed in pleasure as he began to take her mouth harder and deeper until she gagged when he hit the back of her throat. Tears leaked from her eyes as he continued to take her mouth firmly, controlling her easily with his hands in her hair.

  “That’s it, baby, take my cock, suck it… suck it hard…” he commanded as he sank ever deeper until his balls pressed against her chin and her nose was flush against his body. “Good girl,” Donovan told her as he held himself deep for a moment while she accustomed her throat to the invasion of his cock.

  She sighed around him, wanting to gag again but also filled with a deep peace, loving his firm control. His hands in her hair and his cock deep in her throat make her melt into a submissive puddle of goo.