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Other Colors -- Ch.16
Date: 12/23/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: mascodagama, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
mistake of seeing something that I couldn’t unsee. Or perhaps I did realize it, but wasn’t willing to admit to myself that I too might be more than just a little bit kinky. Truly though, it was a testament to the ways in which he was already corrupting me that for one disturbingly stirring split second, I thought for certain I was about to see him masturbate to the scent of me. What he really did, thank God, was hardly so sordid. He sank down into his chair, rubbing his temples with two hands. He took a thick folder from his briefcase, opened it, and dialed a number from the black handset on his desk. No one answered. He left a dry message in the impenetrably specific language of his trade. Whatever that is… I frowned. Something to do with diamonds? He hung up, and made another call, rubbing his eyes again while it rang. God, look at him… I bit my lip. He’s exhausted. And in all reality, so was I. Hardly a moment ago, when he had me half-nude in his arms, I would’ve let him do what he liked with me. I would’ve welcomed it—even begged. Yet now, as my nerves, and heart, and bloodstream full of catecholamines receded back to their drowsy baselines, I had to struggle just to operate whichever obscure little muscles were meant to keep my eyelids open. He said he’d traumatized me enough for one night. I didn’t believe him at the time. But now, shambling sleepily back toward my little room, I understood that had he taken things much further with me, there was every chance in hell ...