Chapter 22
“Emma, please let me be your sub.” is a hell of a thing to be the first thing you hear when you walk into the office on a Wednesday.
I was already rushing because I was getting in late…sue me…and so I was ready to dive into things and hope Nina could keep up, but, this was definitely disruptive enough to my day to warrant a brief pause.
I closed my eyes and thought about my next move. It wasn’t often that people offered themselves up to me this easily, but I guess since Vi had smoothed some of my harder edges, I’d become more approachable. Approachable, apparently to sort of out of nowhere ask to sub for me.
“Nina, it’s a lot to take on, and there’s quite a commitment required. And I’ll remind you that we just met each other less than a month ago, and we are currently coworkers.”
Nina straightened her back and stood up from her stool. “Yes, I know we don’t really know each other that well, but…you and Vi, you’ve made me feel so safe and welcome. And knowing you two are that open about things, and that Vi is so happy being your sub…”
“She’s like more of a sub-leaning bottom switch, but…
we’ll talk about it later…” I felt my face twitch, a little bit of self-scorn for getting too nerdy about this, but she was the person asking me about guiding her into BDSM.
“Nina,” I crossed my hands over my knee, maintaining my even tone, “I think after talking to Vi and me, and…doing other things with Vi and me, you know how open we are about this, but I want to make sure you’re certain. ”
Nina, seeming to not concern her professional reputation with the rest of the company, dropped to her knees and crawled the few feet that separated us. She did look pretty damn amazing from this angle, her eyes gazing upward, the lighting catching the pinkness of her lips.
“Nina…” I was about to admonish her, but she was just beyond perfect, really. It was almost concerning to me just how perfect of a sub she could be.
“Emma, it’s something I’ve always been interested in, I swear.
And I want to do it.” Nina furrowed her brow and looked back up at me.
“I…when I was with you and Vi, I think that was the first time somebody other than myself gave me an orgasm.” She chewed her lip a bit, seeming beyond embarrassed to offer up something she probably saw as embarrassing.
“So, I’d like to…do it more. With you two. ”
I nodded, and my defenses against Nina were once again dissolved within a few seconds of looking at her, that earnest and eager face, that want to learn. If I did want to turn her down, it would have been hard, but lucky for her, I didn’t have plans to at this point.
“You liked it that much?” I turned on my stool and faced her, making sure Nina could see she had my full attention now.
“Yes!” Nina laughed, “you were there, I think you know exactly how much I liked it. And…I’ve done my research, I think…BDSM stuff could be good for me. But I don’t want to go to a club or something, I don’t think I’m into public stuff.”
“A lot of people aren’t. I…am, but, yeah.” I smirked.
“So, you know, it’s pretty damn hard to find people who would be willing to teach me this kind of stuff, who I already trust and…well, honestly who I’ve already fucked, which makes it a lot easier.”
“Certainly makes the anxiety a lot less.” I watched Nina for a second, and saw in her eyes how much she wanted this. And who was I to deny it, right? “Alright…you can sub for me. Friday work?”
“It’s Tuesday, that’s…”
“So, here’s your first lesson.” I let my expression turn more severe, dipping into my domme persona. “When your domme tells you when something will happen, you don’t complain or ask her for her reason, right?” I smirked.
Nina wanted to look frustrated, but the smile building up behind the frustration was far too powerful to stay hidden. “You’re going to ruin me, aren’t you?”
“Absolutely. And you’ll thank me for it.”