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Perchance to Dom Ch. 3

Date: 11/24/2014, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Oral Sex, Author: DiscipleN, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

Chapter 3 I called off my date with Gina. I told her in person. "Too bad. I was considering buying black fishnets for the occasion." "On you, they might have turned into a fetish for me." "Instead, you turned into a shit." Her shaking head underscored disapproval. "Look. You're only interested in playing, pretending more than participating. I won't get what I need trying it with you. "I would have made it worth your time and, ahem, effort." Her swallow following her words spoke truer. Gina didn't back down or apologize to anyone. That she would hold out a reconcilement... "Gina, I-I didn't think." I reached to hug her. She swatted my hands away. "I've got an engine to overhaul." She left me then. I retreated home. "Mother?" "I'm trying to think." I let her be. She found me in my room half-hour later. "Have you been crying?" "Yep. But it's not related to what I wanted to ask you." Mother seated herself on my desk chair. "Ask." "What does love feel like?" "I can't tell you, not the love I think you're asking about." "I feel sad, powerful, stupid, horny-" "You've taken a big chunk of love already. You'll get there." "What would you do if you loved me with this kind of love?" "I'd tear off my clothes and prostrate myself before you." Mom laughed, "What a question!" "Silly answerBoy finds challenge in emulating his parents BDSM lifestyle. noted." I looked at my feet. "May I leave?" "Okay." My swirling thoughts missed her clue, and my memory lost the chance to contemplate it ... later. Ten days passed. I was looking at colleges again when Bette's email arrived. She said she had peeked into Father's work computer to get my address. I wrote back, "There are misdemeanors, crimes, and governance in this world. Only the government can get away with illegalities without punishment." I told her I expected her in my room that night for governance. "Bette, what a pleasant surprise." Mother greeted her at the door. "Did you forget something from the other night?" "I came to see, Walter." "Please come right in." Mother's voice lost some of its pleasure. "Walter, Bette Travers is here to see you." "Thanks, Mom. Tell her to wait." "Please wait for my son." Mother returned to her laptop in the kitchen. Without an offer to sit, Bette waited standing. I chose to meet her a few minutes later. "Hello, Bette." "Ms. Travers, is more proper, Walter." "Mom, she came to me. It's Bette." Father had been sitting in his chair, the entire time, reading a wilderness survival guide. I thought, after dinner he had retired to his den. I thanked the gods that Bette hadn't said hello to him. Then I remembered, she'd worked with him for years. She knew. "Come on." I told her. She followed me to my room. "Close the door." I waited for her to comply. "Did you bring it?" "N-no, should I have?" "I didn't specify it. It's not related to what you've done, not much. I left your email on the screen there." She saw it. "That is your email?" "It is." "You stole into my father's computer to learn my ...