“Yeah?”
“Then I’m going to take a nice, relaxing shower.”
“Hot.”
“And settle into bed, and I’m going to start playing with myself all over again.”
“Really hot.”
“And I’m going to give myself a few more orgasms while thinking about you in your own bed, all horny and frustrated from not being allowed to cum, still being obedient to me and giving me control over pleasure I’ve denied you.” Sylvia let the declaration hang for just a second, loving the way it made Violet’s eyes burn for her, then finished, “And then I’m going to sleep, all relaxed and satisfied while you’re tossing and turning, trying to convince the ache I’ve given you to go away, and I’m going to have the best night’s sleep I’ve had in ages.”
Violet laughed and clapped her hands again, like she’d done for the piano performances. “I really have created a monster.”
“Don’t pretend like you don’t love it.”
“I do.” Violet said, then shifted to a serious tone. “But if you want to keep controlling me like that — and I do want you to — you have to know some things first.”
“Like what?” Sylvia asked, a little surprised to find Violet starting to look self-conscious for the first time.
“We’ll talk about it more later, but the biggest one is contact. I need it, pretty much every day. I’m not saying we need to talk on voice or do video like this all the time, but at least texting.”
Violet really was cute when she was trying not to look embarrassed making demands like that. “Don’t worry,” Sylvia said reassuringly. “If you let me, you’ll have more of me in your life than you can handle.” Despite the implication coming from a sadist like her, Violet looked relieved.
“Good.”
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Epilogue — Violet
Violet lay in bed, smiling at the ceiling and replaying the day in her head. Contrary to what Sylvia expected, she felt damn satisfied, even if her body was achy and frustrated. Violet knew Sylvia would remember this night for as long as she lived. She’d given her that. She’d given her all those feelings, all that pleasure, this reason to feel confident in the future, and it was gratifying to feel how much Sylvia loved her for it.
It’d really gone far better than she’d dared to hope.
Sure, Sylvia had needed a bit of a push. That wasn’t too unexpected from a newbie dominant, sometimes they needed to really understand she wanted this, and they were bad at asking. But once she’d gotten her push, Sylvia had risen to the occasion wonderfully.
Maybe, just maybe, this time it would work out.
It had been nearly six months since she’d broken up with Zoey, and Violet had been working hard the entire time building relationships and feeling out potential dominants. So far, none of them had been what she wanted. Even the ones she’d tried webcam play with, none of them had made her really want to submit to them.
Until now, that is.
Whatever Sylvia lacked in practical experience, she more than made up for in how genuine she was. She really wanted to learn and be the best dominant she could be, and even though she’d try to deny it and turn it into a joke about being a heartless sadist, Violet knew she cared deeply about her partner getting what she wanted. What more could a sub ask for? She made Violet want to get closer to her and make all her dreams come true.
Of course, there were some slight difficulties. For one, Violet lived in Los Angeles and Sylvia was about three thousand miles away. Just a mite far for a casual hookup. If Violet wanted to take their relationship further, they’d need to figure that out.
But she was getting ahead of herself. Letting her good feelings for her friend-turned-lover make her optimistic. She had to stay pragmatic. There were still a lot of bridges to cross before they got there. The first real test would be seeing if Sylvia would get drunk on her newfound power, or if she could maintain both their dynamic as friends and as play partners at the same time.