Chapter 42

He pulled the toy free and wrapped it in a cloth that sat in the drawer and untied me. My heart melted as he took a moment to make sure my wrist and ankles were alright. That was the one thing I had been learning was a major difference between a Dom, and a Master. Most Doms who were not serious about BDSM didn't really care much about what happened afterward and they left their subs to care for themselves. A true Master always cared about how his sub was feeling even if it was just being tired and wanting to rest.

"That was amazing, little sub. Now I want you to go bend over the couch arm, I need to be inside you as soon as possible," he said giving me a gentle kiss and a push in that direction.

I hurried over and bent over the couch, thrilled that his need for me was so great. I couldn't wait for him to be inside me and to know he wanted to be there just as desperately heightened my arousal as well.