Chapter 15

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      Fuck, Zara is gonna be here in 10 minutes. I'm fucking shaking right now. Damien is finally getting a chance to meet her and I'm praying on everything good in this world that he doesn't make a fool out of me.  I put my hair up in a high ponytail and slipped on my spaghetti strap black floral dress- pairing it with a black crossbody bag and my black boots. My brother came out to say goodbye to me before i took off.

     "Gross, Damien." I release my grips around his body from the previous hug. "You sprayed way too much cologne."

     "What? No way, i always smell like this." He sniffs his shirt and shrugs it off.

      "Promise me you wont embarrass me infront of her."

      "She REALLY likes this girl." Imogen adds on.

      "Hey now." I point at her. "Promise me, Damien."

      "I cant, its in my nature."

      There's a knock at the door. My heart immediately begins to pick up speed and the room begins to spin. I look between Damien and Imogen, frozen in a panic. Fuck, do i check how i look? Do i just open it? What if i open it and its not her?

     "Oh my god, ill open the door." Imogen jumps up for me- knowing just what i was thinking.

     Before i know it, there she is in all of her glory. I know I've met her before, but, it still amazes me that she's so... real. She greets Imogen and they catch up for a minute as i stared at her from a bit of a distance. She notices me looking,but, just smiles at me for a moment while she talked to Imogen.

     "Hi Princess," She smiles, pulling me in and cupping my face for a greeting kiss.

     "Hi." I blush at her.

     Damien's jaw is on the floor at this point. He just stares at her- harder than i did. His head is cocked forward and his eyes havent blinked once.

    "I missed you." She rubs my cheek with her thumb.

    "I missed you too." I look back over at Damien. "This is my brother, Damien."

     She noticed his shocked state and lets out a slight laugh. "Nice to meet you."

      His eyes grew wider.

     "Okay then." She laughs and turns back to me. "Ready to go?"

     "Yep." I grab my my suitcase and try to take it out myself,but, she grabs it from me and walks me out.

     "I'm walking you guys out!" Imogen follows close behind us.

Imogen follows us to the car- Damien tags along. Zara throws my bags in the backseat and waits for me to finish saying my goodbyes. I hug Imogen, tears soaking both of our shirts from one another. She wiped a tear as she 'threatened' Zara to treat me well. Then Damien. He squeezed me tighter than he ever had before, and i know my leaving is really hurting him on the inside. I hope that when he gets inside he sees the teddy bear i left on his bed. I've had it since i was 12. He won it for me at an arcade after i spent all my tokens trying to get it myself and he spent all of his just for it. I think that was the only thing we walked out with when we left that place. After we parted and Zara got back in the car after opening my door, it was now time to leave everything i knew and start anew.

Zara reaches for my hand, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just nervous and I'm gonna miss them a lot." I sigh, resting my head on her arm.

"You'll be okay. I promise." She kisses my hand.

     We talked about all the possibilities and plans we wanna make for when i move in. First, i move in. Next, we're gonna spend the first couple of days training and now she wants to take me on a date before i officially start classes.  This is gonna be our first date living with each other. For the first hour of driving we caught up on our weeks. She flew out to California for a photo shoot and then right back and had a few sessions with her other subs before she came out to get me. I told her about my boring week packing and spending time with my brother and Imogen. I even told her how Damien flipped out when he found out it was her that i had been seeing. How "his jaw practically dropped to the floor" when he saw her. She was in a state of shock knowing that she actually had any influence in people's lives.

     She figured that people thought she was hot- hence her modeling job, but never thought that people went crazy at even the thought of her. It was kind of foreign for her to feel desired like that which is why she rejected everyone before me. They wanted her in a way where all she was to them was a pretty face. I wanted her for reasons i couldnt describe. Not just because i thought she was attractive. She was just magnetic to me and my first thought when i met her wasn't about sex or putting my hands all over her, but, to get to know what i know about her.

     "I like you because you see me as more." She explains to me. " And i like you because you are everything i knew i was missing and more. I really want us to work out because I see all of the potentials we have together and from everything I've seen so far- we will."

    I stare at her, feeling how lost in her description of me she was and the thoughts she had about me even after just knowing each other for three months. "You know, when i first met you... I was so drawn to you- not just sexually, but, like... when you first got into the car i wanted to know more about you instantly. I never feel that for people- i honestly don't like a lot of people or even care to get to know them the way i wanted to get to know you. And now that I've been given the chance to, i dont think i wanna lose it."

     "I'm glad our feelings are mutual." She smiles and i reach over to the top of her head to start playing around with her hair.

    "Do you have any sessions today?" I kiss up her arm.

     "No i cleared my week for you. Next month though, ill be out in Paris for a week."

     I get up from my seat and onto my knees to move up further and onto her neck. "Guess we need to make the most of our time together."

     "Baby, while I'm driving.. really?" She lets out a mixture of a laugh and moan.

    "It's been a whole week without you, I'm practically dying to get my hands back onto you."

"Princess is getting awfully handsy without permission.. do you need to be punished?"

I smile into her neck, biting down just as she does to me. This is so gonna be worth a punishment. I've been craving her. Just as i kept going i hear her blinker going off as she merges two lanes and into the side of the highway as she parks and turns on her emergency lights. I watch as she pulled the keys out and took off her seatbelt.

"Turn your ass around." She starts to take off her belt. "Knees on the seat."

Oh god, I'm both nervous and filled with excitement. I do as I'm told, facing the headrest. She grabs my arms and uses the belt to tie my wrists over the headrest- tight enough so that i couldnt get free. Zara moves to the back of the car and just sits there, staring at me,

"What are you doing?" I look at her and rest my chin on the seat.

"Your punishment.. my reward.." she unbuttons her shorts. Slid them down her legs slowly.

And she made me watch. I groaned at the inability to get my hands on her. I tried my hardest to pull off the belt or even loosen but it didn't budge. She took her underwear off. I watched her spit on her hands and rub it onto her pussy, staring me in the eyes to see the lust building up with every breath that i take. she moans a quiet, 'fuck' as she starts to pick up her pace.

"Please." I beg of her, whimpering out of desperation. "Please let me touch."

"God, this feels so fucking good." she hold onto the back of her seat and grinds up against her fingers.

The craving i have for her grows stronger and stronger the closer she gets to orgasm. I still can't help but to ravenously try and get out of the belt tied around my wrists. Her moans get louder and her eyes close. Zara's hips buck up and her pace slows down.
"Mmm.. that was amazing." Zara slows her breathing down and catches her breath. She looks at her soaked fingers, "open your mouth."

"Fuck you." I pout.

"Open." Her voice grows stern.

I rolled my eyes, but, of course.. did what i was told. I get a mouth full of her fingers and the taste of her cum as i swallow every last drop of it.

"Just a gift because i liked watching how desperate you get when i torture you." She kisses my forehead. She removes the belt from my wrists and examines the marks and burns i got from trying so hard to touch her. "God damn, princess. You really cant resist me."

"I told you." I rub lightly where the marks are. She puts her shorts back on and moves to the front seat. "Maybe next time you'll fuck me when i pout."

"maybe next time my sweet girl will listen to me when i tell her to obey her rules." She leans into a kiss after buckling in her seatbelt.

"I'm sorry, i promise I'll be good goddess." I dont wanna miss out on touching her and being tortured by that again? I think that was worse than the spankings i got before we left.

"I know you will and I'm here to make sure of it." She starts the car.


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