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Other Colors - Ch. 17
Date: 11/5/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: mascodagama, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
Part 2 – Blue (continued) Chapter 17 He kept his promise. He was gone by the time I woke up. And while he left no note behind with my dress that morning, he did, thank God, see fit to provision me with a pair of shoes. I stared down at them, crossed on the fuzzy black mat of the town car. They were cute, I guess; a pair of blue suede ballet flats, with narrow straps buckled loosely about my ankles. I watched one toe begin to tap the mat nervously. I curled it up, trying to stymie the tic, and gazed out to the wet snow whizzing by the window. I was on my way to the theatre, to meet Marie. He was still in the air somewhere, soaring over the Atlantic. I sighed, and leaned my forehead against the glass. I might’ve been seated right next to him. It would have been so easy to say yes. I could almost feel it; his hand resting heavily on my thigh, the coolness of his breath as we flew over a storm cloud, and he whispered to me his blue intentions for when we landed. Or maybe he’d make me fly coach. I smirked. Sadist. My toe uncurled, and tapped a little faster. The shoes themselves were no small matter to me. Just as he’d made a clear point of keeping me barefoot the day before, leaving me these was tantamount to allowing me a measure of freedom. It meant, through the twisted and tenebrous dialectics of Dmitri Caine, that he trusted me. At least, that’s how I chose to interpret it. I wanted badly to think he still believed that outside the bounds of our strange arrangement, I ...