The Possession {QuietSeductress and Alan23}

[QuietSeductress]

He kissed her just as eagerly and she melted into his mouth. Her hands went into his hair and his own trailed down to her butt and got a good grasp. Katherine gasped at the boldness of his maneuver, but it wasn't out of surprise; it was out of longing. They hadn't been out of her apartment for more than an hour and already she was needy. Katherine had it bad for Graeme, but she was trying her best not to let that completely overwhelm her and ruin the facade that she was the one in charge.

As he asked what were her next orders, Katherine fought with herself about what they would be. Her first instinct was to just pull him to her again and have a go at him right there in the changing room, but she didn't for two reasons: she didn't need them getting into any sort of trouble with the store and she wanted to exercise her ability of dominance. She wanted to show Graeme that she could do this for him and for herself.

Giving him a small smirk, she pushed him off her, "go have a seat. I need to change and then we can purchase these things and continue with our day." She was so cool and collected with her words and maybe not visible hint that she was struggling with the command. She stood there until he followed through then she closed the curtain and got back into her own clothes. While getting dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled proudly, she could see herself blooming into the confident, self contained woman that resided within her all this time.

Pulling back the curtain, she nodded to Graeme, "Okay I'm ready!" She then walked with him to the perky saleswoman and started to pay for the garments. No longer was Katherine insecure around the woman who shamelessly flirted with Graeme. Katherine was starting to feel secure that Graeme wouldn't be swayed by anyone else. After the purchase, the couple headed back out onto the promenade. "I'm a little hungry, let's go grab some lunch!" She was still reeling from that hot and heavy kiss in the dressing room, but she was holding herself up rather well.

 

[Alan23]

When he had first agreed to become Katherine's submissive, Graeme had expected to have deal with some problems that (to his delight) had not occurred. He had thought that he might have to fight against a slight tendency to be ashamed of her, for her weakness and inability to get other women to take her seriously. He had expected to have to repress his feelings when she was unable to muster up enough credibility to give him confident orders. And, most of all, knowing her reputation for being sexually inhibited, he had expected that she would be frigid, or at least apprehensive, during the erotic part of their relations.

But now he was finding that this was not the case at all. Of course, she still gave certain signs of a slight shyness in sexual matters (many dominants would have ordered him to take her, there and then, in the fitting room, not giving a damn what anyone thought,) but (had she not already proved it) the way she'd kissed would certainly have removed any suspicion she might be frigid.

True, she was not as confident as her position of Dominant demanded in her relationship with other women. A more confident dominant (Helena being an obvious example) would have withered the intrusive store clerk with a glance, whereas Katherine had been forced into helpless acceptance of her flirting, leaving it to Graeme himself to make the situation plain. But at least, when they had left, she'd seemed confident enough.

As they waited to cross the road outside the store, Graeme, standing slightly behind his mistress, closed up the zipper of her dress (which she'd left down an inch or so, not being able to zip it all the way up) and tucked in her bra strap which had slipped into view from the side of her sleeveless dress. Then he reached out with his finger and wiped a smear of lipstick from her teeth. Had he been really good as a submissive he would have checked her and made sure she was perfect before leaving the fitting area, and before the store clerk (who was probably having a good smirk at Katherine's slight imperfections at this very moment) had seen them. Most dominants would have punished their submissive for such sloppiness, but he supposed she;d realize he was learning about this new form of Dom/Sub relationship as much as she was.

He took her hand as they crossed the road. Left to his own devices, he could have easily picked a string of superb restaurants from which to choose for lunch. But he left it to her, seeing if she was completely up with the best regarded places in the city.