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His Demand (part 3)
by Decadent Kane
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Catherine's face burned with embarrassment. How could he be
so brazen? He had swatted her, swatted her like a child! She yanked the front
door open to The Hatter. Who the hell did he think he was? Not a soul inside
had even tried to stop him or stand up for her. When the brisk night breeze blew
between her legs, she realized her panties were wet. Shocked, she stopped. Why
would it make her wet? Was she depraved in some way? No, she was normal. Evan,
that man, there was something wrong with him, and with every other person in
the damn bar. Anger renewed, she stormed to her car. She crushed the button on
her key ring to unlock the door. It beeped at her and she pulled the door open,
plopping down on the seat, and slammed it shut. He had no right. She should
march back in there, demand to see the owner, and have him banned from the bar.
Her hands shook. There was no way she could face him again.
It had been so difficult to do to begin with. She put the car in drive and left
the parking lot. Thank God she'd only had one drink. Catherine immediately
pictured her second drink spilling in slow motion over Evan. She pushed it far
away from her thoughts, wanting to bury the image, the situation, the whole
fucking thing in the darkest places of her subconscious.
Once she made it to her apartment, she parked and retreated
swiftly to 1A on the bottom floor. It wasn't much but it was hers. She had a
small table in the kitchen with two chairs, an old T.V. her father gave her
when she moved into the apartment, a second hand couch, and a bed. Most of her
clothes were neatly folded in the closet. Catherine shrugged out of her skirt
and slinky top and was thankful to have a pair of comfy sweat pants and a clean
tank top to put on.
Her mind drifted back to Evan. Deep down there was a reason
she always went to The Hatter. People talked and supposedly there were people
called Doms who hung out there. Guys or girls, she was told, who liked to take
charge sexually, and sometimes even more. People Who enjoyed controlling
someone else.
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Someone sounds like she's about ready to take the plunge
ReplyDeleteOups, she is getting worried over it. Now I can see that she might go back there to have a larger taste of it. You caught her reaction nicely.
ReplyDeleteThis taster is very descriptive and captures her reaction so vidly. I feel like a fly on the wall observing it all. Very well done!
ReplyDeleteYummy taster. I think he controls her now and she knows it
ReplyDeleteLove the taster!
ReplyDeleteSounds awesome, can't wait to read
ReplyDeleteSounds tastey
ReplyDeleteThis story is so very, deliciously sexy. :) And I love the graphic of those red, red lips...
ReplyDeletesounds awesome, I liked the teaser
ReplyDeleteJust except that you got it bad girlfriend!!! I will be reading this soon!
ReplyDeleteYum hopped on over from event
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to read more!
ReplyDeleteVery sexy!
ReplyDeleteAwesome taster! So vivid and descriptive!! I really enjoyed it!
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