A Gift: Part 7

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They arrived at his house, not nearly so grand as Mistress Madame's, and neither was it such a looming building. He exited the car, first opening Katya's door.

"Put your hands back in your lap, like I told you. Did I say to move your hands?"

"No, Sir, you did not," and she held her hands in her lap, covering her labia.

He placed a hand between her knees, supporting himself on her seat, and with his right hand he untied her leash from the headrest. She fidgeted, his warm arm emanating heat towards her skin. Once freed, he tugged on her leash,

"Please get out."

She stood, taking his offered hand for assistance,

"Hands behind your back, fingers intertwined." He waited until she was clear and shut the door firmly without slamming it. His free hand took her throat and pressed her against the body of the car, the cool metal chilling her skin. He stepped in close with his right leg between both of hers, and he leaned in for a kiss. It was long and passionate, tongues getting gently acquainted while their faces rocked and turned over each other. Then he pulled away, with a click of their mouths, and moved around the rear of the car with her in tow.

Bella looked up at him as he opened her door, and she had waited patiently with her hands over her lap. "Good girl." He reached in, only this time his left hand went to her cheek and he kissed her deeply. Their eyes closed and she breathed heavily through her nostrils. Her body did not move, though her tongue danced with his and her head moved to take him in deeper, and his hand lowered to her breast to enjoy the warm flesh. His right hand rested on the door frame, Katya's leash hanging from his wrist, and he finally pulled away with a string of saliva. Her hands remained idle, so while she sucked and licked his saliva into her mouth, a thin line fell and trickled down her chest. It made him tight, she was such an obedient and pretty little thing, but he would not enjoy her yet. He untied her from the headrest.

"Please get out." She obeyed, also accepting his offered hand. He went to speak, but her hands behind her back already mimicked Katya's, and he smiled. He firmly closed the door, then took their leashes in his left hand and walked them to the house.

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Smart girl, Bella.

[Kay-]

Have to admit I would be more like Katya 🙈

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How so?

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2 hours ago, Kay- said:

Have to admit I would be more like Katya 🙈

How so?

[Kay-]

I would need to be reminded what I was or wasn’t meant to be doing. I’m not very good at having every move dictated. 

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1 hour ago, Kay- said:

I would need to be reminded what I was or wasn’t meant to be doing. I’m not very good at having every move dictated. 

Well, we all have different tastes. I personally enjoy 24/7 control; letting my submissive slave be independent at all times, but still having complete control at the snap of my fingers.

What did you think of the story, in the end?

[Kay-]

As always I love your stories, they are just the right amount of details to set the scene but not so much that my imagination doesn’t get to fill in blanks... it a great combo