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If These Walls Could Talk

"You will call me, Mistress. I am your Master now and you have no choice in what I do to you. Do you understand me?" "Yes, Mistress." Lirael loves her sex life, she enjoys the no strings attached while still having fun. But what happens when someone disrupts her routine and makes her crave something more than just sex? Can she work through her past trauma and handle the uncertainty that comes with what's being offered? R18 Profanity, Explicit Sexual Content, Adult Situations & Topics of Past Abuse Occur, If you are sensitive to these, I advise reading a different story. This is the story of a dominatrix/Impact player, some themes, experiences and reactions are inspired by real life events.. However, this is mainly a work of fiction as told in whole, any and all places, people or interactions have been altered and heavily embellished for the purpose of this story.

Mara_Heller · Urban
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104 Chs

12 Bath

The dribbling of the water in the large bathtub, is all that can be heard as I lay there, body still having minor tremors, as Lance just holds me against his chest.

"You know, this really strokes my ego." Lance finally sighs after we sit for a bit, enjoying the quietness after our scene.

"I bet it does. My pussy feels like it's never going to be the same again." I laugh, but stop quickly when even that makes my pussy clench and tingle.

"Mmm." I moan through clenched lips, my brows pinched together as I try to breathe through it.

"Have mercy, Lirael. You keep making noises like that, I'll have no choice but to make you cum again." Lance groans, making the water splash from his hand sliding over his face and plopping it back into the water.

My breath hitches, and my insides quiver again.

"I can hear you panting, beautiful." Lance purrs, the vibrations rumbling through his chest.

"What did you expect?!" I scoff at him playfully, smacking his chest lightly.

He chuckles as we slide back into comfortable silence with one another.

I feel his sigh coming on through this toned chest, before I hear it. I can feel a question coming.

"Lirael, if you don't mind me asking. What would you do if I offered a longer term contract for you, from me?"

I pause, contemplating it. "I'm not sure to be fair. I don't want emotions to enter into the equation since we are friends. A long term contract between us, emotions are bound to happen to one of us eventually. I don't want to ruin our friendship because of that. You know."

Lance shakes his head, "You do realize that my contracts always have that same stipulation right? No emotions involved other than aftercare?"

I push up from his chest to read his face clearly, " Yours do? Why do you have that rule?" I ask curiously.

He sighs, grimacing with tight lips that frown, he takes a moment. "Because like you in a few aspects, someone I trusted that I was in a relationship with, burned and betrayed me pretty badly. I've found out the hard way, that it's better to have that rule there, because otherwise it will hurt worse if I run away later, after that person has built up some kind of hope things will work out for us."

"Oh, is that how you and Brian became friends? Was he your therapist too?" Curiosity has me asking.

Lance scoffs, "His dumb ass was giving me therapy before he earned his degree. We were roommates at the University and was there when everything went down for me. After we graduated, I formed this place and told Brian about it. Rest was history."

"Well, you both have done well for yourselves for only being 34. At least you figured out what you needed to get through life to this point." I compliment them both, patting his shoulder affectionately.

"Yeah, it helps. So back to my original question. Since we both have no emotions as a rule, why won't you consider me for a longer term contract?" He focuses on me, his eyes analyzing my reactions. "You can't deny the sex is amazing, at least for me it is." He flicks his eyebrows up at me, and I can't help but laugh at his antics as a warm glow starts to flow out from me.

"Yeah it is great, but I don't know if I take over a contract for Kim, I really don't want two subs at once..." I hesitate on answering him.

"Yes, no worries. Think about it. I don't know how long of a contract you'll have with her, though. It seemed to me like her husband wanted to join, and I know you don't do couples."

Her husband wants to join?.... Oh no, that will not work. Plus we work together....

"Who knows maybe things will go well with Lotte and Robert?" I mumble my thoughts out loud, my mind adrift.

What happened with his Uncle I wonder?

He lathers up a washcloth and begins to wash my back when I get the nerve to ask about earlier today.

"So, your uncle sent me an email earlier."

His hand pauses before he continues to wash my me, "oh? What did he have to say?"

I run my hands up and down my legs as I divulge the contents.

"More or less, he just apologized for saying what he did earlier and that it's been stressful with your mother's health. He kept it short and said he would see me on Monday."

I lean back against his chest as he begins to wash my front, his hands circling my breast in slow methodical circles.

"Good I'm glad he apologized. I figured he would after I put him in his place earlier today."

I turn, abruptly, causing the water to splash, raising a brow in question, "What did you say exactly?"

"That any woman I have over does not interfere with his job. He's not to bring it up with you at work either, since I told him it ruined my chances of our relationship going any further with the information he divulged about the club."

My jaw drops, "Relationship?! What exactly is our relationship according to him?"

He told him we were in a relationship?! What the hell?!

He must see the anger rising in my eyes.

Lance holds his hands up in defense, "Hey now, it was the best way I could think of to get him to shut up. I told him, me and you, had been on some dates and that last night was the first night anything had happened. I also told him, you knew nothing of the club and you're not sure if you want that type of lifestyle." He shrugs, "So we're not together. He thinks he messed it up, but that we had only just started to think about becoming serious. That should take care of everything for you, okay."

I huff out, still upset over him making it out like we were together at all.

" Okay, I guess I can live with that, you should have said something sooner though! I could have seriously let something slip and messed your story up." I give him a scorching scowl, which only makes his brows raise in controlled humor.

"My story?!" He chuckles, "I would say it was your story. You're the one who prefers to keep their kink lifestyle hush hush, dear." He crosses his arms and grins at me, " I did it for you, the least you can do is say thank you, you know. Show a little gratitude yourself."

Damn it he's right.

Guilt starts to build in me and I take a deep breath, holding it before releasing it all through gritted teeth, "Right, thank you." My anger starts to disappate, as he reaches over tugging me back against him.

"Hey, now. Don't get like that with me. We are better friends than that." He gives me a quick hug that I fight against.

"Stop, Lance. You are a better friend than that but still... I don't like people thinking I'm in a relationship with anyone." I pull back away from him.

He sighs, " I know but remember we're not. You're making your thank you seem less and less believable you know." He frowns giving me a light hurt look. " I don't care for lying to my family, but I did for you."

I sigh, closing my eyes to collect myself, "You're right, I'm sorry. Thank you for doing this for me. I do appreciate it, Lance." I try to express more sincerely.

He pulls me closer, "Than give me another kiss if you mean it."

His husky voice doesn't distract me enough against the hard on he now has pressed against my belly.

My eyes widen as it twitches against me in the water.

I raise a brow and scoff, "Your such a beast." I pull back and splash him with the water before turning to get out of the tub.

I gasp as he pulls me back against him, flush to his chest my ass cheeks perfectly seating his cock between them.

He growls, " Don't act like you don't like the beast in me."

Heat rises across my body as I go to get back up, stumbling on my words, "Lance, I ... Don't.."

His hand snakes between my legs, rubbing at my core, " Come on mistress.... Help take this wild beast, one more time tonight?" He purrs into my ear, sending goosebumps down my body.

I blink once, twice, before turning in his arms to straddle him.

"Yes, it's apparent this beast did not learn his lesson earlier, did he?" I purr into his ear.

I see the chills erupt on his body because of the promises that can be heard in my words.

"No, I think you should punish me one more time, mistress." He pants into my ear before kissing down my neck.

I push him back down against the tubs side, " Close your eyes, my little toy."

He does so, as I stand and get out of the tub. "Just wait here. I say wrapping a towel around me and heading into the other room where I dry off and get dressed before coming back in to turn off the light on him.

"Hey!" He hollers out as I laugh and shout, "I'll talk to you later, Lance! Enjoy your punishment!"

I head out the room and head back to the bar, where Simon tells me my friends left about thirty minutes ago. I thank him and head for the door as Lance comes into the bar in just a towel, looking amused in shock at me.

"Bye." I wave with a shit eating grin on my face before blowing a kiss in his direction. He acts like he catches it before I giggle closing the door and heading home for the rest of the night.