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Citadel - A Kinky Leap of Faith [[Nine of Hartz & Lisbeth]]

Sighing in contentment Rowan pressed her cheek more firmly into Val’s hand. Touch, physicality had always been important to Rowan. Cuddling up to this woman, feeling the small caressing touches, those things were what she needed the most. She closed her eyes, enjoying them, sitting half reclined curled up in a plush blanket, just enjoying the tenderness of the moment, she grinned as the hair was brushed from her face and a kiss was placed on her forehead.

Then Val’s tone gre serious and somber. Looking up at the woman Rowan saw the hurt evident in her eyes...no, not hurt...shame. The blanket was peeled back and Rowan followed Val’s gaze down to the wound. It didn't seem bad, the bleeding had even stopped. She stayed silent as Val cleaned and dressed it. The Domme seemed to be struggling with what she wanted to say, or maybe she was just concentrating on the task at hand.

The apology came as Val was taping down the gauze. Rowan looked up in confusion. “Why would it have ruined the life for me?” Struggling to sit up straight the young woman still had to lean against the sofa. When Val looked like she was about to open her mouth Rowan held a finger to her lips. “I didn't snap, I didn't use my safeword and as I recall...I...I opened myself to you several times. When in any of that did it seem like I didn't want what you did.” Rowan leaned forward moving her finger so that she could kiss Val but stopped, Val had been careful to avoid kissing her lips, maybe she didn't do that with someone she wasnt in a relationship with. In deference Rowan gave a Val a soft kiss on the cheek. “Please don't apologize because you did something we both wanted.” She collapsed against Val, her energy seemingly gone. “That...that chocolate sounds really good right now.”
 
"You are correct, you didn't snap. But this was not negotiated previously, using my mouth. Normally I do not during tastings. Besides, tonight was supposed to be about giving you a pleasurable first time in the club. I... I have high expectations for such an event." Smiling softly as Rowan kissed her cheek, Val's blue eyes watched the redhead pull back, studying her face. Her expression was becoming more confident, a small smile slowly creeping across her lips hearing the request for chocolate. "Of course. I will get you it." Reaching into her bag, Val dug around for a few moments until withdrawing two bars of endangered species chocolate, one milk and one dark. Placing it on Rowan's lap, Val continued to rub on her arms, her fingers gently caressing the woman's hair as she smoothed it back.

"You also need to finish the water before you get up and walk. You are probably dehydrated from the play." Gently tugging on a few locks of Rowan's hair, Val eyed how wet it was from sweat. "So, did you enjoy the hood? Did it provide the pleasure you desired?" Her free hand lowered as she shifted beside Rowan, draping it across her lap to gently squeeze her thigh. She let her taller frame lean over Rowan, making sure they were always touching as she watched over her.
 
“You did give me a pleasurable experience,” Rowan assured her. Blushing she looked down. “Besides I kind of enjoy the bite mark. I got marked by you, so…” She reached down and picked up the bar of dark chocolate and opened it, taking a large bite out of it, maybe if she shoved her mouth full of chocolate she wouldn't say anything else that would make her sound like an idiot. The chocolate was good and it helped give her a little energy back, but her face had gone bright red after what she had said about the mark and she tilted her head down trying to hide it.

The touch to her arms, the older woman them, made her smile and when Val brushed the hair out of her eyes Rowan finally looked back up at her, though her face was still red. Reaching obediently for the bottle of water Rowan took another huge swallow before she said. “It was everything I was hoping for Ma’am, I loved it. But its hard to put into words why. I mean I felt safe with you the whole time and I think that helped, I didn't have to really worry about anything and I could just enjoy being...being a nameless, faceless toy for you to play with.”
 
"That is quite the compliment." Val grinned happily, caressing Rowan's hair a bit more affectionately seeing her blush. Part of Val wanted to bite the woman again, but she refrained. Rowan wasn't hers, so she felt the need to refrain from such actions.

Her attention was diverted to Rowan biting into the chocolate, smirking as it snapped and broke off in the bite. She grinned more as Rowan drank water obediently, staring at her with a proud look. "Good girl, Rowan." Petting Rowan's red hair more, Val twisted it around her hand as she played with it. "It's important to hydrate and have a snack waiting after you play. Do not forget that." She tapped Rowan's nose as she spoke in a commanding way, giving her a firm look. "Aftercare is also a must. Do not let someone play with you before negotiating for this. If they won't, they are a bad Dominant." She paused, her eyes lighting up slightly.

"We should agree to meet up tomorrow, so I can make sure you are alright. There's a chance you could go into sub drop. I will be available to you if you do." Tucking a bit of hair behind Rowan's ear, Val leaned forward so she could whisper into it. "When we leave, give me your phone and I'll put my phone number in it." Smiling tenderly, Val squeezed Rowan's shoulder and pulled her back against her chest. "I am happy you enjoyed the hood. I've never owned one, so tonight was my first time using one in a scene. It was...different...but what matters is that you enjoyed it. Especially if it helps your headspace. Be sure you only wear it with those you trust, there are dangerous people in this lifestyle, after all." Gently tracing her fingertips along Rowan's cheek, Val tilted her head so her blond hair fell over her shoulder. "You have no idea how pleased I am, knowing you felt safe with me. That is one of the best feelings for me, as a Dominant."
 
Rowan almost swelled with pride at Val calling her a good girl and she took another swig of water, almost emptying the bottle, she was even enjoying the older woman playing with her hair, a small contented smile on her face, her eyes fluttering closed, but they opened again as Val mentioned aftercare and how she shouldnt allow anyone to play with her if they didn't agree to it. She managed to keep the smile on her face but it was agony, forgetting that this woman didn't actually own her. She wanted to say something, they had been chatting for weeks, they knew each other well enough surely, and that play session, surely Val had felt the chemistry in there as well, they matched each other so well. Instead she just took another bite of chocolate before saying quietly. “Yes Ma’am, I’ll remember.”

Even the title Ma’am didn't feel right, what had felt perfect was calling Val Mistress, she wanted to say it again so badly. At the suggestion that they meet the next day Rowan jumped on it eagerly. “Yes, please, I would like that so much,” She didn't resist at all when pulled into Val’s embrace, she cuddled up against the woman, her hand not holding the chocolate bar hesitantly moving so that it was draped over Val’s shoulder, embracing her. She laughed at the warning of not wearing a hood with someone she didn't trust. “Theres no need to worry about that, I don't own one and I...Im not sure…” How could she say that the chances of her actually meeting up with someone again were bad. Its not that she didn't want to continue this lifestyle, she just already knew who she preferred to go on this journey with.
 
"Actually... You do own a hood now." Val smirked proudly, motioning at her play bag. "I bought the hood just for you, Rowan. It's yours." Leaning forward, Val gave Rowan's forehead another gentle kiss. "You are a good girl and deserve a reward." Shifting a little as Rowan turned to embrace her, Val slipped her fingers in past the blanket, allowing her hand to glide down along Rowan's back. She was feeling for the hot spots of where she had struck the girl, assessing how agitated her skin was based on touch. Her lips smiled reassuring to Rowan, gently caressing along her spine to sooth her. Leaning forward as the chocolate drew closer, Val broke off a small chunk before pulling it past her lips, crunching down on it before smiling at Rowan.

"I'm glad you want to meet. It would be good for both of us. I may drop as well. It's been awhile since I played." Continuing to caress Rowan's back beneath the blanket, Val shifted on the sofa so she could lay against the cushions, pulling Rowan along with her. Turning on her side so her arm was a pillow for Rowan's head, Val pressed the redhead against the back of the sofa. Her body acted as a barrier from the rest of the club, pressing their bodies together to keep Rowan warm. "Tell me if you feel sick at all." Her words were a whisper, her blue eyes fluttering closed as she held Rowan tightly, snuggling against her.
 
Rowan’s eyes lit up when Val told her she owned the hood. “Really...I get to keep it?” Her smile covered her entire face and she almost beamed as held tighter to the older woman, not wanting to let go, but eventually she did, pulling away slightly only for Val to grab a bite of her chocolate. The blanket was draped over Rowan, concealing the girls nude figure from those in the room, but it was open in the front, only partially concealing Rowan from Val and when the Domme’s hand worked its way under the blanket Rowan shifted just enough to give Val a good view of the redheads body.

She arched her back, thrusting her breasts out, her eyes fluttering closed at the soft, yet probing touches of Val’s hand. She wasnt necessarily trying to seduce the older woman, truthfully she was beyond exhausted, but she also didn't want things to end, she didn't want to go back to chatting with this woman behind a keyboard. Her head cocked quizzically when Val; mentioned dropping herself. “Domme’s can drop?” She asked, realizing instantly what a stupid question that was, of course they could it made perfect sense, they were acting in a very physically and emotionally challenging role as well. “Sorry I guess I never...well...you know occurred to me...Im not used to thinking on things from the Dommes side.”

Val pulled her in again and they sank back against the couch, Rowan’s hand traveled up Val’s body again, resting on her chest, the blanket sliding off a little. She closed her eyes but her world still felt like it was going a million miles a minute, there was so much she didn't know, so much she still needed to learn.
 
"Yes. You seemed to rather enjoy it. I will take it home and clean it for you, then give it to you tomorrow when we meet up." Her words whispered against Rowan's forehead and hair, Val keeping her eyes closed as she rested herself. "Oh yes, we drop. One time, I was really angry for a few days and thought I must have been PMSing. Nope, turns out it was Domme Drop." Laughing lightly, Val stared at Rowan, continuing to grin.

"Since then I've learned to be better with aftercare for myself. This helps." As she spoke, she squeezed Rowan a bit closer to indicate she was referring to their snuggling. "Touch is very nice. I live a rather...sterile vanilla life. I don't have many friends outside of the lifestyle." Her free hand reached out to the blanket, realizing that Rowan's body was exposed. Gripping it tightly, Val tugged the blanket forward and draped it over her hip. Scooting forward so she was directly pressed up against Rowan's naked body, her eyes locked onto Val's so she could study her reaction to the question leaving her lips. "Is this alright? The cuddling and snuggling?" Adjusting her hand beneath the blanket so it rested on Rowan's side, Val remained still, watching the younger woman.
 
"Mmmm," Rowan agreed. "I enjoyed it a lot, I'll admit I dont know a whole lot when it comes to the practical with BDSM but there are some things I've learned about myself. When I was younger I started experimenting with self bondage and even though I still do it, that was only largely because it was the only way I had to express that need, but it never...fulfilled me. I...I need someone to take complete control. The hood...well it helps with that feeling. I mean I lost the control to hear and see, but at the same time it heightens my sense of touch and..." she snuggled up closer. "Touch is very important to me."

Cracking an eye open at the feel of the shifting fabric she grinned at how protective, almost possessive Val was acting toward Rowan's body. "Yes I love cuddling and snuggling, this is perfect for me." Rowan had enjoyed how intense their scene had gotten, loved it even but this, the physicality of tender touch, it was what she needed now. She had no doubt she would be sore over the coming days, but she wasnt too worried about an emotional drop. Leaning up Rowan kissed Val gently on the cheek. A twinkle of mischief was in her eyes as she felt the blanket slide down again and if her arm hadnt been partially covering it the room would have been given a good view of one of her breasts. Leaning in to Val's ear she whispered. "If I didnt know any better I would think that maybe, you want me all to yourself right now, that maybe you dont want to share whats yours." She kissed Val's collarbone before grabbing the blanket and pulling it back up. "Im fine with that, so long as it applies to me." Then she settled back down and closed her eyes, grinning slightly.
 
"That's how I started as well. I practiced tying myself up and pillows. It was difficult, and became much easier once I discovered you could go to classes to learn." Val listened to Rowan, smirking more as the woman agreed that touch was important. Her arm slid back further, both of her hands clasping together so Rowan was fully held in her grip. "I know loosing your senses can amplify what you feel in a scene, but using the hood to take away control... I will admit, I had never considered that possibility before." Chuckling lightly, Val shifted her blue eyes to Rowan as she drew closer, feeling the lips pressed to her cheek. She saw the glint in her eye, immediately causing the older woman to grow suspicious of what Rowan may be plotting.

Then, like clockwork, Rowan leaned forward and whispered into her ear. Val stiffened against the redhead, her eyes dropping to look over how she exposed herself. She was being purposely taunted, and she knew it. Her blue eyes became quite firm, shifting up to lock on Rowan's eyes. Parting her lips to speak, she froze again as Rowan spoke and referred to her guarding what was 'hers'. The kiss to her exposed collar bone stirred that deep instinctive urge within her, causing Val's brain to suddenly shift gears and slide into that dark place she loved so much.

Smirking with a wickedness to her lips, Val shifted her body so she gripped Rowan's shoulder, pushing her down so her back was pressed flat against the sofa. Arching her arms and shoulders, she hovered over Rowan, watching her with the gaze of a predatory animal. "Careful, little Rowan." A sultry tone filled Val's words, her blonde hair cascading down around Rowan's face as she hovered above her. "You are poking at the wolf...again." Snickering with an almost evil cackle, Val's eyes narrowed more on Rowan as her hand pressed to the redhead's chest.

"I am well aware of your little slip up earlier..." Allowing some of her weight to press upon Rowan's chest, Val's eyes continued to glitter with the raw primal energy coursing through her veins. This shift in Val was quite different than the reserved and collected woman she had been earlier in the evening. Each motion and action she took was still quite calculated, but it was clear that this was the hunger within Val showing itself. "If I did not know better, Rowan... I would say you were trying to provoke me into slapping a collar around your throat and forcing you onto your knees..."
 
The response had...not quite been what Rowan had expected, but she wasnt going to back down now, she had come this far, all it would require was a bit more bravery on her part. Feeling the weight of the older woman pushing down on her chest she stared up into Val’s perfect blue eyes. Val looked so fierce, but Rowan still felt safe. Sure there may be a little pain involved in the future but that could always be fun, pleasurable in fact and Rowan smiled up at the older woman.

She didn't struggle underneath Val, she didn't show fear, there was nothing to fear. “Maybe I like poking the wolf,” she finally said. “Maybe its exciting.” She reached up and softly stroked her fingers along the arm pinning her. Her heart was slamming away in her chest, she was sure Val could feel it. “And if I were trying to provoke that response...what would you do about it?” Her breath caught in her throat for a moment and she let out a ragged gasp. “Are you prepared to follow through on that promise, put a collar on me, make me kneel, submit, call you...Mistress.” she placed a special emphasis on that last word, saying it slowly, seductively, her own eyes now smoldering with a passionate flame all their own.

The blanket tumbled to the floor, leaving her naked below the other woman, completely exposed both in body and soul. This wasnt what they had agreed to when they had decided to meet, but Rowan didn't care, she wanted this woman in her life, her actual life, not just through a computer screen. She spread her legs once more as her hand fell away from stroking Val’s arm.
 
The bravery Rowan showed tickled Val's subconscious as she instinctively reacted, growling lowly as she barred her teeth at Rowan. "What would I do about it?" Her hand slid up from the woman's chest to her throat, gripping it firmly without cutting off her airway. "Well, for starters, I would remind you of your place." Val's fingers coiled more, pressing strategically to make her hand tighten evenly around Rowan's neck. Her eyes flicked down over Rowan's body, realizing that she had pulled the blanket away and had spread her legs. Val's face began to grow pinker, her throat visibly swallowing. Her own heartrate was increasing, throbbing just like Rowan's pulse against her fingertips.

"This...wasn't supposed to happen between us." Her words were just a whisper, but her eyes were intense. "And yet..." Val blinked slowly and released Rowan's throat, gripping her chin instead. "You tempt and taunt me more than you know, Rowan." Leaning forward, Val's tongue extended out of her lips. Licking from Rowan's jaw up to her temple, Val growled softly in her ear before snapping her teeth. "If you still want the wolf tomorrow, I will consider allowing you to become mine."
 
Val’s hand moved to her throat, squeezing slightly, but there was still no fear in Rowan’s eyes, there was a longing, lust filled look there. She wanted this, she wanted Val, but she said nothing, only listened as the other woman spoke, everything she said was true, though she personally thought she had done more tempting than taunting that night. Had Val at any point wanted to take her, to use her, Rowan would have let her, in fact she wanted her to. She wanted to feel the other woman against her, just them.

As Val released her throat and gripped her chin, as the older woman ran her tongue up her face and whispered in her ear, Rowan let out a shuddering breath, her whole body trembling with renewed arousal. Finally she reached up a hand and stroked her fingers along Val’s jawline. Val was right, this was not what was supposed to happen between them. Rowan didn't care about that. “Well its a good thing I love wolves,” she said softly, her smile back on her face as she dropped her hand and reached down to the blanket on the floor, pulling it up she draped it across her chest, though her lower half was still left uncovered.

Hesitating for a moment, not wanting to push Val past what she was willing to say or do, knowing that she had already scored a great victory she steeled herself and took hold of Val’s free hand, the one not holding her chin and guided it to the bandaged bite mark, placing it there. “Yours...if you want her,” she said softly.
 
As her hand was pressed to the gauze, Val felt a pang of guilt before her instinctive lust took over. Her head darted forward quickly, sinking her teeth into Rowan's neck. The bite was gentler than the previous one, just firm enough to be possessive without leaving a bruise. Her fingers though? They pressed down against the bite that was bandaged, curling into the wound to make it hurt. Val's throat growled again, a deep possessive snarl escaping her vocal cords. Releasing her neck, Val pulled back and rubbed the tip of her nose up the bridge of Rowan's.

"As I said. Tomorrow." Pulling back, Val forced herself to sit upright, kneeling between Rowan's spread legs. Her eyes dropped to look at her sex, quickly inspecting it for injuries from their play before realizing she shouldn't be staring. Squeezing Rowan's thighs, Val broke her gaze and exhaled with a hot breath. "Tomorrow, I will treat you to lunch. What is your favorite place to go eat?" Her head shifted again, her blue eyes locking onto Rowan, staring at her throat and the bandage on her shoulder. If this was going to work, she was going to do it right.
 
Rowan gasped as Val lunged forward, biting her throat, but the other woman’s teeth didn't sink into skin, they didn't even bruise her. It seemed to be some sort of dominant display like what one dog would do to another. Or two wolves, her thoughts seemed to say. She did cry out though when she felt Val’s hand press into her wound. Her body arching under the other woman, which only made it hurt worse, that in turn sent a tingle of pleasure down Rowan’s body and into her cunt.

When Val released her Rowan was gasping for breath and her pussy was wet again. “Tomorrow,” Rowan agreed, gasping for breath as Val released her and sat up. Rowan did the same pulling the blanket around her again, her clothes were in the bag but she didn't want to be rude and interrupt what Val was saying, her eyes only flicking over to it. The night seemed to be wrapping up for the both of them and Rowan would need to get dressed before leaving.

“My favorite place?” Rowan asked, hesitating for a minute. “Well theres an all you can eat brazillian meat house and salad bar downtown by the mall,, I’ve only been once or twice but it was really good. But it's kinda pricey, we don't need to go there,” Rowan hurried along, suddenly feeling unsure of herself now that she and Val would be talking tomorrow about where they would be going. She rubbed her arm self consciously. Rowan did not make a lot of money, making only enough to scrape by. She had gone to the restaurant with her parents upon graduating high school and had saved up and splurged to celebrate getting her own place, other than that she had not been back.
 
"There is one thing you need to learn about me, if you wish to be at my feet, Rowan." Reaching out, Val squeezed Rowan's knee, sliding her hand beneath the blanket to grip her thigh. "When I say I will treat you to something, I mean it. Money doesn't matter. Do you understand?" Val spoke firmly, but her expression was soft. Her blue eyes were searching Rowans, giving her a firm nod so she knew it was alright to be nervous. In truth, Val was quite comfortable so money really wasn't an issue for her. But... Spoiling her girl? That was a guilty pleasure she would not give up without a fight.

"Come along, we should get going." As Val lifted herself off the sofa, she guided Rowan with her. Her hand gripped the bag, pulling it away so she carried it and Rowan wouldn't be able to grasp it. Leading the short woman to the coat check, Val cleared her throat. "I'm here for our things."

"I heard you caused quite a scene out there tonight, Valda." As the older woman spoke, she smiled smugly at Rowan, assessing the girl's face.

"Yes, we did." Standing proudly, Val pulled Rowan closer, leaning over to kiss the top of her head. "The phone, please?"

"Oh, yes yes." As she dug around in the small bins beneath the counter, she withdrew one with Rowan's few personal items. Val released Rowan, grabbing the items and stuffing them into the side pocket of her bag.

"Have a good night." Without waiting to stay for a response, Val squeezed Rowan closer and pulled her along until they were out the main door. As they stepped into the cold night air, Val flinched as her skin prickled, realizing how hot the club had been. "Shit." She whispered lowly, trying to not let her teeth rattle. Walking instinctively to her car, she paused as she reached to open the passenger door. Shaking her head, Val chuckled quietly in embarrassment.

"Forgive me. I must be getting ahead of myself. It would be crazy to go home with a Domme you just met." Placing her bag on the BRZ, Val handed Rowan her keys and held the phone out. "Will you unlock this so I can add my number?"
 
It took a long moment before Rowan was able to look up and into Val’s eyes. But when she did and saw the gentleness in there she nodded. “Yes Ma’am, I understand,” she replied quietly. As Val stood, indicating it was time to go Rowan leaned forward reaching for the bag but Val grabbed it first while also taking Rowan’s arm and lifting her. “M-Ma’am my clothes?” She asked as she was pulled in closer to Val, as the walked Rowan felt a little silly, the purple blanket was nice and warm and plush, and very large, Rowan could feel it flapping around her ankles.

Val didn't answer her as they walked, making their way to the coat check. The same woman who had been working it earlier was there now and Rowan noticed the ice in Val’s tone when she spoke to the woman, it was clear that Val did not like her. Looking over at the woman who as staring at her even as she talked to Val made Rowan uncomfortable and she scooted closer to Val until they had gathered their things and left the woman behind.

“She...she makes me nervous,” Rowansaid quietly, almost to herself. The smirk that she had been on the receiving end of had been all too nasty, and the woman had not even tried to hide it. Exiting the building Rowan was struck instantly by the cold and she pulled the blanket tighter around her, goosebumps appearing all over her skin.

When Val opened the door for her Rowan stared at the car in confusion, was she going home with Val after all? But no,. Instead Val handed Rowan her phone to program her number in. This required the young redhead to let go of the blanket and she tapped it in. “Ma’am Im going to need my clothes, why did you bring them out here?” She asked before handing the now unlocked phone to the Domme.
 
"Yes. She is someone I am not very fond of. But that is a story for another time." Taking the phone, Val immediately began to add her contact information inside. She grinned smugly to herself, saving the record before handing it back to Rowan. "Oh, your clothes?" Val spoke with feigned innocence, the sadistic grin across her face revealing her true feelings. "Well, you see, someone was a little naughty tonight and I think she deserves a punishment." Stepping toward Rowan, Val gripped the blanket and spun the shorter woman around.

"Where is your car?" Pushing Rowan toward the indicated vehicle, Val grinned more as they reached it. Yanking the blanket from Rowan, she tossed it over her shoulder and stared at the shorter woman's body. It glowed in the moonlight, the parking lot being fairly dark given the industrial part of the city it was located within. "You are going to drive home, naked. You will get your clothes back, tomorrow." Snickering and winking at Rowan, Val pressed up against her bare body, squishing it against the car. "I will make a reservation for 11:30am at the restaurant. I want you to text me in the morning when you awaken, so I know you are well enough to drive. If not, I will pick you up wherever you want me to, so we can have our first date."

Kissing Rowan's cheek, Val pulled away before the shorter woman had time to react, going back to her car. Waving her hand over her shoulder, Val tossed her bag into the passenger seat of her car with the blanket and shut the door. Going to the driver's side, she slid inside and started the car. Heavy metal music could be heard thumping from the vehicle before she pulled out of the driveway, the car immediately humming with a loud purr as she sped off into the night.

Val kept her foot on the gas pedal the whole way home, pressing the clutch and shifting only when she needed to slow down for stop lights. Her long drive was cut short by her impatient speeding, pulling up to the house with a relived sigh. She carried the bag into the house, tossing it in the entryway and immediately began to strip. Leaving an article of clothing on the floor every few steps, she went into her bedroom before entering the master bathroom. Turning the water on, she stepped into the cold shower and shivered, forcing herself to remain beneath the water. Her hands took her favorite soap, a peppermint infused bar, and scrubbed every inch of her body to remove the sweat from her scene. Then, her hands went between her legs. She already knew there would be a mess, but touching it was...still distracting as all hell. She forced herself to wash her folds so they were no longer slick with arousal, but kept her touch clinical.

Tonight was not a night for her pleasure, it was Rowan's.

Turning the water off, she dried herself off quickly with a towel before running to her bed, jumping onto the king sized mattress. Sprawling out and pulling her blanket over her body, she squeezed a spare pillow to her chest and placed another between her legs. Squirming in the cold sheets, Val's eyes drifted to the clock, seeing it was past 3am. "Shit..." Her mind immediately frazzled, knowing she had offered to go into work the next morning for a few hours to prep for Monday's big presentation. "Well, I guess I'm getting really strong coffee..." Sighing lightly, Val squeezed the pillow in her arms, thinking about Rowan. "She is worth it, though..." Closing her eyes, Val tried to sleep, rolling across the bed multiple times.
 
Rowan let the subject of the coat stand woman drop. Val didn't seem to want to talk about it and it was none of Rowan’s business. Shutting her mouth she waited to receive her phone and her car keys. Looking up at Val she was a mischievous grin on her face and her heart began to hammer faster when the older woman mentioned punishment.

When Val grabbed her uninjured shoulder and spun her around and began pushing her toward where a bunch of cars, including Rowan’s was parked she was still somewhat dazed by what Val was indicating she was going to do and could only point out her old white and black car.

As they got to it she felt Val grip the blanket and pull as she pushed Rowan forward. The blanket was ripped from her body and Rowan squealed as she was exposed to the cold night air, completely nude. Instantly her hands went to her breasts and cunt, trying to cover them. They were outside and she was completely naked, anyone walking by could see her! Before she could react Val was pushing her up against the car, grinding against her. Rowan’s breathing was ragged as she listened to her instructions. “Yes Ma’am, I’ll remember to text you.” She responded quietly.

She didn't even bother trying to beg for her clothes, it would do no good and she knew it, Val had made up her mind and she wouldn't get them back until the morning...she hoped. Val released her and Rowan turned watching her go before she remembered that she was indeed naked and hurried and got into her own car. The drive home was nerve wracking, every stoplight was a chance for someone else to see her. Thankfully even in a large city 3 AM was a little late for most people to want to be out.

She was careful to drive the speed limit, not wanting to get pulled over and so it took her a little longer to get home. Pulling onto the parking garage she turned off her car and hopped out. Rowan lived on the fourth floor but decided to forgo the elevator, just in case. Instead she went to the stairwell and raced up it. A surge of excitement rushing through her. The whole drive home even though she had been terrified she had also been aroused.

Thankfully she made it to her apartment without incident. Breathing rapidly she made her way to her bathroom. She was filthy, sweat, drool and cum coated her body and her shoulder was beginning to ache. Stepping into the hot shower Rowan thought about the night and the drive home and her hand went to her cunt. It still ached, she didn't care as she rubbed herself to completion, moaning loudly as she rose up on her toes.

Once she was clean she dried off and got into some nice warm pajamas before hopping into her own bed, careful not to lat on her hurt shoulder. Sleep took her quickly, she was so exhausted. Her dreams were of Val wrapping a collar around her throat, telling Rowan that she was hers now. It was a good dream. Her alarm went off at nine and she woke up bleary but still strong. Unplugging her phone she found Val’s number. Good morning Ma’am, Im so excited for our first date, can't wait to meet you there. Then she hit send and lay back in her pillow, grinning like a goof.
 
The next morning was difficult for Val, the tall women having slept very little in the four hour time slot she had been left with. She rose quickly and prepared herself for the day by adding a small amount of makeup and pinning her hair back in a high ponytail. There was no time to straighten it, not with having to clean the hood still, so it had a bit of a messy wave to it from sleeping with wet hair. Pulling on a pair of black slacks and a merlot button up shirt, she adjusted her collar before sliding a black cardigan over her shoulders.

She went to her gear bag in the hallway, grabbing it and withdrawing Rowan’s clothes. They were still clean, so she sighed with relief not having to wash them. The hood she carefully removed, wiping the inside down with a cleaner she had purchased. Keeping it flipped inside out to dry, she slid her socks and boots on. Within minutes, she was out the door and hitting up her favorite coffee stand, ordering the largest size with six shots of espresso in it. Then it was off to work, printing spreadsheets and adding them to booklets already printed by her coworker. She continued to work hastily until she felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket.

Withdrawing it, she unlocked the screen and stared at the unknown number in her notifications. Previewing the message, she immediately realized it was Rowan and felt her cheeks twinge with a blush. Opening the message, she read the contents before typing up her reply.

Good morning, Rowan. I am excited to see you too.

After sending the message, she immediately googled the restaurant and made a reservation online. Sliding her phone back into her pocket, Val continued working, constantly watching the clock so she wouldn’t stay too long at the office. When it hit 11am, she waved goodbye and ran out of the building to her BRZ, sliding inside and starting the engine. Her phone was already warning her she was going to be late, prompting her to speed a bit.

She pulled up at 11:32am and frantically leapt out of her car. She completely forgot she was still wearing her cardigan, rushing into the restaurant lobby. Her eyes searched for Rowan as she pushed her sunglasses up on the top of her head so her blue eyes could see better.
 
Rowan’s morning was slow, too slow, she felt more nervous than she had the previous night. Then they had been meeting as Mentor and Mentee, now it was a potential Domme/sub relationship. Her mind hadnt changed from the night before. If anything she wanted it more. Unable to sit still or relax Rowan had cleaned up her small apartment, waiting for the time to pass.

Once it hit 10:30 she began to look for what to wear. She didn't have a lot of nice clothes. Clothing had never really been her thing. But in the back of her closet, among the things she never really wore, just due to never having the sort of occasion to wear them she managed to find a lovely lavender colored sundress. Pulling it out she examined the garment. IT took Rowan a minute to remember her parents had bought it for her one year for her birthday. Grinning she thought that it would do nicely

Once she was dressed and her hair brushed she left. Thankfully she was closer to the mall than she was to the club they had gone to so she had arrived early. Walking up to the host he looked her up and down, making her feel a bit self conscious before giving her a smile. “How can I help you today miss?”

“Um...I...there should be a reservation for Val...or maybe Valda.”

“Looking at his computer he tapped a few keys before smiling again. “Yes we have it here, your table is ready, though no one else has arrived, would you like to wait there?”

“Yes please, Im sure she’ll be here soon.”

Rowan was guided to the table and sat down, ordering herself a Mango lemonade she waited for Val to show up, the butterflies in her stomach now flapping completely out of control. Her feelings hadnt changed but what if Val’s had. The thought made her queasy and when her lemonade came she could barely touch it. So she just sat there waiting.
 
"How can I help you today, Ma'am?" The host smiled up at Val, holding the table. "Are you here for a work party?"

"No. I have a reservation." Approaching the host, Val looked at the guest list. "It is under Val Kinsman."

"Ah, yes. The young miss was already seated." Motioning for a server, the host smiled lightly. "Enjoy your lunch, Ma'am."

"Thank you." Val walked past the man, ignoring his glances as she followed a shorter server into the restaurant. Her blue eyes raked across the sea of faces, searching for Rowan's red hair. She eventually spotted her, immediately walking taller as she forced the anxiety and nervousness in her belly to simmer down.

"Is there anything I can get you to drink?" The server spoke with a smile, motioning for Val to sit.

"Sweet tea, please." Sliding into the booth, Val turned to look at Rowan before looking back at the server. "Lots of ice?"

"Sure thing, Ma'am." Handing Val a menu, the server walked off, leaving the two alone. Val's blue eyes locked onto Rowan, her head jerk causing the high ponytail behind her to swish like a tail. She leaned against the table, frowning apologetically. Her face was not composed like it had been the night before, clear signs of worry and stress visible.

"I am so sorry for being late. I tried to leave work as quickly as I could but I didn't realize the restaurant was so far from the office..." Speaking with a quickened tone, Val reached across the table to clasp Rowan's hand. "How are you feeling today? Any signs of-" she paused as the server came with her drink, nodding at the two.

"Do you two need a couple minutes?"

"Yes, please." Speaking firmly, Val's blue eyes stared at the waitress until she was gone, turning her head back to Rowan. "Are you feeling sick at all? Or depressed?" Val's eyes dropped to Rowan's wrist, inspecting the bruising along them. "I should have pulled you down sooner. I'm...sorry... These marks are outside of your permitted areas."
 
Rowan had just barely gotten her own drink when she saw Val moving quickly toward her, outpacing the server showing her to the table. Rowan smiled when she saw her, though her stomach was turning on itself, what if Val had changed her mind, what if the older woman didnt want her. The thought made her sick and she had not been able to drink much, even the thought of the good food here was making her feel queasy. She needed to know what would happen between them. Rowan's hands were in her lap, wringing together as Val sat down next to her, apologozing for all things about being late, due to work. But it was barely five minutes when they had agreed to meet. Rowan brought her hands up, clasping Val's.

She had noticed the bruises on her wrists earlier after getting out of the shower, but they didnt bother her, in fact she adored them, it was another sign that what had happened the night before had been real. Squeezing Val's hands with her own she waited until the server was gone and Val stopped for breath before she spoke. "Its ok Ma'am, I dont mind marks, honestly you could put them anywhere on me if I didnt have to go to work. But these ones will fade before that happens and if they dont I'll just make something up. Really, they dont bother me." She stroked the backs of Val's hands gently with her thumbs.

The young woman had been surprised she hadnt immediately thrown up when she had opened her mouth. But Val seemed just as nervous as her and that was oddly a comfort. And maybe Val stressing over her like this was a good thing. After all if she didnt want things to continue she wouldnt be this worried...would she? "Im fine Ma'am, No depression or anything like that." She didnt say that she felt sick inside not knowing what would happen between them. She only continued on, needing to say something. "I want more," she blurted suddenly. "I dont...I cant go back to just being email penpals...I want more...and I want you." Her heart was in her throat. There it was, out in the open. "Please...be my Mistress..." Her voice was so quiet that it was barely audible.
 
The gentle touch of Rowan's thumbs upon the back of her hands was comforting, allowing Val to smile with relief. She inhaled loudly through her mouth, exhaling just as loud as her shoulders drop. "Still, I have to apologize. I will be more mindful of that in the future." She tilted Rowan's wrists, looking at the marks and gently touching them. The younger woman was correct in that the bruising didn't seem to severe, so she hoped it would fade. While they had been talking for weeks online, she did know know all the details of Rowan's personal life. Val had been pretty reserved with sharing information herself, given where she worked.

She released one of Rowan's hands, lifting it to the side of her head. Val tucked some of her flyaway hair behind her ear just as Rowan blurted out that she wanted more. Freezing in her seat, Val's blue eyes locked onto the redhead sitting across from her. Remaining silent for several moments, Val eventually inhaled and released Rowan's other hand, placing both of hers against the table as if she were perched to assess the situation. "You do?" She eventually whispered her head tilting as her eyes flickered a little as her cheeks turned bright pink. It was clear Val was deep in thought from her expression, her eyes eventually lifting again to look at Rowan with a quizzical gaze. "Are you-"

"Have you two decided on your order yet?" The short server returned, offering both a wide smile. Val shifted her attention the server then to the menu.

"Yes, we have." Speaking firmly, Val cleared her throat and looked to Rowan. "Rowan, order for us." As she spoke again, Val slid the tip of her boot up the inside of one of Rowan's legs to give her courage and permission. She watched the girl address the server, nodding in agreement to what she ordered. "Perfect! I will get that going for you two. In the meantime, please help yourself to the salad and soup bar." Taking her tea from the server, Val nodded before sipping at it a few times. She watched the server leave for several seconds, ensuring that the woman was gone. Shifting her blue eyes back to Rowan, Val gave her a firm stare.

"If you mean what you say, that you want to be with me, there's something you need to know about me." Inhaling deeply, Val leaned against the table, letting her elbows rest on top as her arms crossed defensively. "I do not do flings." Her words were blunt, cold like ice. "I do not casually sleep around either. I am known to be quite a prude, actually. But I have to be..." Withdrawing her wallet from her pocket, Val flipped through and slid an ID across the table that was clearly military. "I am still active in the Reserves. As a medic, I have to be careful because of pathogens. It's why I am very serious about who I do and do not sleep with, or play with... I was scared last night because I hurt you, but also because I may have hurt myself."
Her eyes roamed to Rowan's shoulder, pointing at it.

"Last night was completely out of character for me. I do not touch someone so..." Lowering her voice, Val spoke across the table while leaning forward more. "...intimately until we are well into our dynamic, at least a couple of months." Shifting her gaze back to her tea, she sipped at it before unbuttoning the top three buttons of her shirt as her blush continued to remain on her face. "That is why I did not kiss you, not because I didn't want to." Staring at Rowan, Val reached across the table to squeeze her hand briefly. "Last night felt like it had been months, even though I rationally knew it hadn't been. I struggled with remaining composed, calm and collected." Releasing Rowan's hand, Val withdrew her phone from her pocket and began to tap at the screen.

"Do you remember our conversation about being tested before taking on partners?" She looked up at Rowan as she spoke before looking back at her phone. A few more taps in, Val slid the smartphone across the table. On the screen was a full STI panel for everything that could be tested for, all with negative results, dated for the week prior. "Show me yours." Val waited patiently, keeping her hand on Rowan's arm as she watched her with a soft expression. "If we do this, Rowan, I would prefer for it to be a relationship. Is that something you want? Or, would you prefer for it to be strictly D/s?"
 
Her heart was hammering, she felt sick, what would Val say? What would she want? Rowan just wanted to curl up and die, she should run, thats what she should do, run away! WHY WAS VAL BEING SO SILENT! Finally she spoke, only two words, a question but she was thinking, Rowan could see it, she was trying to phrase her response, she had to be. Rowan had never been more anxious than she was now. Val opened her mouth.

“Have you two decided on your order yet?” It was the server and Rowan had never wanted to kick someone so badly, but she took a deep breath in through her nose, looking down at the table silently.

“Yes we have, Rowan order for us.” Rowan’s head shot up at what Val had just said, she had not been expecting this. The server turned to her expectantly.

A foot ran up her inner thigh, causing her to shiver as it stopped right before reaching her crotch. “Umm...well will be doing the full buffet.”

“Excellent, I’ll inform the servers to get that set up,” She pulled out a small wooden cylinder, one half painted green the other red. “When your ready to begin flip it to the green side, when your full just flip it to red.”

The server walked off and once she was away Val began to speak, Rowan scooted closer, wanting to catch every word. When Val finished speaking Rowan spoke up. “I may have given you the wrong impression the other night. I don't do flings or one night stands either. I don't open my legs for whoever comes along. I did for you because...I trust you. I know that might sound silly as we only met in person last night, but I do and I want...I want to be with you. I didn't know about the army thing, I wouldn't have...I mean...I would never put you in...in danger like that.”

Her voice was tiny now and she was shifting in her seat. “It did feel like we had been together for months last night and I...I lost myself but it doesnt change how I felt, honestly knowing what I do now...im not sure that I would change how I acted, cause then we wouldn't be discussing this. “I liked what you did to me, no, I loved it. I want you to be able to mark me wherever and whenever.”

Pulling out her own phone upon seeing Vals she pulled up her own results and pushed them across. She was clean too. “I prefer a relationship as well. Obviously I want the D/s relationship as well, but I don't see why that stops us from being a real couple that does normal things as well.” She took hold of Val’s hand again, her nervousness causing her to hold a bit tighter than normal.
 
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