6. Chapter 6
Fylis
A woman, a human woman. “Are you here with me now?” Her emerald eyes search mine, but I’m too stunned by her beauty to speak. I nod, and she gently guides me over to a plush chair before sitting across from me. She doesn’t talk right away, but assesses me. My senses finally come back to me.
“I… I don’t…” She shushes me softly. I want to be annoyed at that, but my body responds to her so willingly. Maybe she’s not human after all?
“I’m Mistress Jade. Can you tell me what happened there?
” She sits rigidly straight but seems comfortable.
Like she commands the space, I mean, she does, that’s her job.
She looks tall, thin, but muscular, and her skin is as pale as the moon.
She’s wearing an intimidating latex bodysuit that dips deep between her breasts and tall black heels.
Not that she needs any extra height. I gawk at her, unable to form a complete thought.
This is the woman the club assigned to me. Thank you, Gods above and below.
She waits patiently, as if she has all the time in the world, but I know my session is only two hours long.
An introduction and a meet-and-greet were explained in the emails.
“I’m sorry, you’re just so-” Her head tilts to the side, her expression giving nothing away.
Am I seriously fawning over this woman this hard already? “-tall.” Stupid.
“Will my height be an issue for you, Fylis?” That voice, that Gods damn voice.
It sends a jolt of electricity straight to my cock.
Typically, women are bashful towards me, flirty, anything but this.
It’s doing something to me. I adjust in the chair, folding my ankle over my knee to conceal my growing erection.
Her eyes track my every movement like a predator, yet it doesn’t feel predatory.
“No.” I finally blurt out.
“Good.” Something between a smile and a smirk crosses her face. It’s professional but seductive. “I would like to get started if you are ready now. We have a lot to discuss in this session.”
She picks up a tablet and goes through my test results, humming over specific topics, but not giving away what they are.
“My goal for you is to explore each of these interests. This relationship will be based on clear communication, mutual respect, and trust. If you don’t enjoy something in a session, please speak up.
We will use a stoplight system. Green means everything is good, and you would like to continue the scene.
Yellow means you are doing well but approaching your limit.
This can also mean the scene is getting intense, and it tells me to stay at that level or slow down.
Red means you no longer wish to continue the scene.
I will stop and check in with you at that point.
If there is ever a need to end a scene immediately, you will use an agreed-upon safeword. Do you understand?”
I nod, palming my dick to keep it down. The authority in her voice is lighting up my body like a Gods damn Christmas tree. Still, she doesn’t show whether she notices or not. “I have here that you are interested in edge play, spanking and bondage. Is that correct?”
“Yes-” she cuts me off curtly.
“Yes, Mistress. You will address me as Mistress in this room and any other agreed upon spaces.” I blink, still adjusting to being spoken to in such a way. I’m used to being in control.
“Yes, Mistress.” I finally grit out half annoyed. Mostly annoyed at my dick that doesn’t seem to respect that this is a serious meeting.
“Good.” She hands me a black velvet folder. “This is our contract. I would like you to read it over in a moment. Do you have any amendments to this list or questions for me?” I open the folder, scanning the pages before looking back up at her.
“No, Mistress.” A seductive smile paints her plush lips, which makes my whole body pulse with energy.
“I’m going to give you a bit to look this over. If you agree to everything, please sign on the last page and knock on the door to let me know you are ready for me to come back in and start our introductory session.”
Without sparing a second glance, she stands and exits the room, leaving me alone.
I avoid looking at the wall of leather and tools.
I don’t need a repeat of earlier. I skim through the contract, and everything appears to be fine and up to standard.
I get ready to sign when a section catches my attention.
Pegging. I didn’t select that. ‘Suggested kinks to explore: pegging, role play, praise.’ I consider whether these are things I am even willing to try.
Her lithe body worms its way into my thoughts.
My cock answered for me. Signing the documents, I close the folder and walk to the door, knocking to seal my fate.