Hailey Rose

He felt a little better after having talked with Silas, and now he was ready for his talk with Hailey. He heard the door and crossed to open it, exposing the raw girl for the first time at his door. “It is,” she nodded, “c’mon in Princess’,” he smiled as he moved to let her in. “Go kneel by the couch when ya ready, darlin.”

Hailey got to her feet and moved through the door, still beaming brightly.  “Thank you Sir,” she replied sweetly and straight away moved to comply with his instructions.  She got onto her knees by the couch and made sure to keep her back straight and shoulders back as she waited patiently.

Pm: next Saturday and Sunday, do the following weekend. You will be mine. I would like a list of limits and your safeword, please.

Pm: well hello there, don’t you sound like some serious fun. I would very much like to have you to myself for a whole weekend. How does that sound to you?

Text: You looked amazing too!  I still can’t quite believe I was brave enough to wear that dress.  We don’t need an excuse for all three of us to get dressed up and grab a picture though, we can do it any time!

Text: You should always wear dresses like that. In case you haven’t noticed, we have amazing bodies. 

Text: I noticed you and Marley do but then there’s me next to you like this strange jelly and spaghetti creature

F2F: “You can steal me for anything you’d like Sir.”

“I would never turn down a fashion show from ya, Princess,” he smirked, “But Star Wars is off limits, I got it,” he smirked, looking around quickly as a second slow dance started and he was still clinging to Hailey. “He’ll get there, darlin. He knows what I want and what I’m lookin’ for. He always says the nicest things bout ya,” he added. “I think he’s gettin’ used to sharin’ me at all. It’s not a personal thing far as I can tell.” He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t caught off guard when suddenly, and seemingly out of nowhere Hailey’s lips were on his. He knew it would be rude to break away and not let her do it, and a part of him did want to know what it was like. Wanted to know for sure just how he felt - he was right. He gave a soft smile as she finally pulled away, “it’s alright,” he said quietly, “but we do have to add that to the list of things to talk about when we have our talk,” he said, keeping the situation light with his voice to avoid making her nervous or embarassed, since there was no need for it. “It’s just..not somethin’ I do a lot of. But I don’t regret it,” he said, his eyes meeting hers. “Tuesday. 6pm. Come over and we’ll talk, alright? Really talk.”

“I seem to remember my bikini fashion show ended with me not wearing bikinis and your neighbors banging on the wall because you made me scream so loudly,” Hailey teased with a guilty grin.  “I’d be more than happy for a repeat of that at this fashion show,” she added with a giggle.  Her arms tightened slightly around him as the song ended, not quite ready to let go yet but she was filled with relief when a second slow song started and he made no movement away.  She listened carefully, blushing cutely as she heard him talk about what Silas said about her and she was thrilled to be having a positive impact in what she knew were difficult circumstances.  “If it’s working I’ll keep doing what I’m doing Sir.  I’ll arrange to show him the game I’ve mentioned as well as he seemed interested when we were out shopping.”  The kiss was absolutely incredible and she knew it would probably be a one off, or a very rare occurrence and she completely accepted that but she was still glad to have had this particular moment which cemented in her mind she was absolutely right in her feelings for the Dom.  “I know Sir, I won’t expect it, I promise,” she replied sheepishly, “thank you for letting me do it this once Sir.”  Her eyes were locked onto his and her heart hammered so hard in her chest she could hear it as his words sank in and she nodded.  “Real talk, Tuesday at 6pm.  Got it Sir, I’ll come right after my swim... I can’t wait.”

Quinn loved how eager Hailey was - there was nothing quite like trying something new with a submissive who enjoyed it as much as she did.  “Good girl,” she praised, taking a magazine from beside the couch and propping her feet up, half reading and half watching Hailey’s reactions over the top of it.  The point wasn’t really the reading, after all, it was to make it look like she wasn’t paying attention - forcing Hailey to stay still and quiet despite the lack of attention that she was getting.  There was a moment when Quinn was sure that the girl had slipped into subspace, but it only seemed to last for a moment before she was wiggling her fingers and toes.  Despite those small movements, though, her glass never wobbled and after about twelve minutes Quinn set her magazine down.

“Very good,” she beamed.  “See?  I knew you could stay still and quiet for me.  You had very good focus and I’m proud of you.  Not to mention that you get to leave with an orgasm now.”  Smoothing Hailey’s hair back, Quinn took the glass and set it aside before removing the tray and releasing the knots that kept Hailey still.  “Feel free to stand and shake out some of the stiffness - I want to suspend you next, and that’s hard on the joints, so having you go in stiff would be a bad idea.”

The longer she had to do it the harder Hailey found it to keep still and not fidget.  She very rarely sat still so this was certainly a challenge for her but one she relished.  It did come as a relief when Quinn put the magazine down and the Domme’s attention returned to her though and ones the glass was removed Hailey sighed.  The big grin on her lips showed she was rather proud of her accomplishment though.

“Good girl,” he murmured before leaving the room again. Once again, he wouldn’t be gone too long, but was able to find a slight bit of energy for the last of the night and walked back into the playroom. Hailey was a complete mess of a girl, but he loved it. It was amazing to watch her moan and drool against the toy that continued to penetrate her in Nate’s absence. He bent down to turn it off before moving it away. “And how is my little doll, Peaches?”