The Drake Unwound Complete Collection (The Drake Series Book 9)(54)

Sexually, I was a Dom all the time. Even when I tried to yield power, I topped from the bottom.

Finally satisfied with my message, I pressed send.



Of course I'm not mad at you. There's nothing to forgive. I always want you to be completely honest with me, even when it might be something painful for me to hear. I know submission isn’t easy. If it were too easy, you’d grow bored.



I love you.



I didn’t receive a response so I got in the car and drove to the Foundation. I hung around and talked with Dave about Liam and the delay in my plans for Africa. Finally, I received a response from Kate



I love you.



That made me happy, a sensation of warmth spreading through my chest. When Dave and I were finished discussing project plans, I sent Kate another message.



I'm coming home in an hour, Katherine. I want you naked, wearing your garters and stockings, kneeling by my bed. Use the blindfold in my closet. I want you to think of all the things I'm going to do to you. I want you wet and ready, waiting for me. I'll call and let the phone ring twice before hanging up. That will be the signal that I'm almost there. You should be ready for me, nice and wet and submissive when I arrive.



I knew that Kate wanted to do a full scene like the one in my letters to my subs. I had delayed giving it to her because I wanted her to be ready to experience submission fully and completely with as little hesitation as possible. I had to push her boundaries and still have her yield power to me voluntarily. She had to try things she might not think she’d like, so I could show her that they could be enjoyable.

I had about an hour left before I could leave as I was meeting with the accountant to go over the funding for various campaigns in Africa before I left. Waiting an hour to be with Kate was going to be very difficult, especially with a semi straining against my pants. I had to focus extremely carefully on the numbers so that I was able to listen to him talk funding and actually hear what he had to say instead of thinking of the creamy soft curves of one naked and submissive Katherine McDermott.

Finally, I was able to leave the Foundation and take the car to my apartment in Chelsea to pick up a few items I’d need for our scene. Then, I drove to the apartment on 8th Avenue and to Kate.



I had everything planned out including how I’d approach her. I was going to ply her with vodka to loosen her up enough so that she’d relax. She was usually wound up tight, and always needed something to loosen her up, which was why bondage worked so well with her. She needed to lose total control in order to relax.

I turned the key in the lock and listened when I stepped into the apartment. There was no music, just the soft sounds of traffic coming in from under an open window.


I removed my boots and coat and went to the bedroom to check and see if she was in proper position. There she was, kneeling on a pillow beside the bed as I commanded, a scarf around her eyes, naked except for her garters and hose. Her full breasts jutted forward because her hands were clasped behind her back, her nipples erect in the cool air.

My cock thickened at the sight of her, a delicious ache building in my groin, and I couldn’t wait to enjoy her body and mind as I took her in our scene.

I went to the refrigerator for the chilled bottle of Anisovaya and brought two glasses with me to the bedroom. I placed them on the dresser and then began to undress, stripping off my clothes and watching Kate while I did, enjoying her naked beauty.

I went to stand beside her and stroked her head and when I touched her, she parted her lips.

"Now remember your safewords, Katherine,” I said. “Yellow is for when you need me to slow down and red stops everything. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she said. "I won't need either one, Master."

"I don't expect you will, but just in case, I want you to feel completely safe. Now, open your mouth wider," I said. "I've got some Anisovaya for you."

She took the glass from my hands and drank it down. I kissed her as quickly as I could, wanting to taste it on her tongue. When I sucking her tongue into my mouth, she murmured in response, her tiny whimper sending a jolt of lust through me. I pulled away and stroked her cheek with my fingers.

"Have some more," I said and poured another shot, then placed it in her hands. She frowned, but didn't argue, drinking down the liquor.

Then I slipped a finger into her mouth. She sucked on it, her tongue rolling around the tip the way it would around the head of my cock.

"Good girl," I said and took the shot glass out of her hand. "Open wider."

When she complied, I placed the tip of my cock against her lips. She licked, tasting my fluid, then opening wider to accept the entire head. She sucked and licked and I groaned in response.

"Take as much as you can," I said, my voice low.

When I pressed a bit too hard she gagged, so I withdrew a bit before beginning a slow gentle thrust in and out, f*cking her mouth, one hand holding the back of her head to guide her and take more control.

Finally, I withdrew slowly and she waited for what would happen next.

"Have more," I said, handing her another shot of Anisovaya. She drank that down and licked her lips when a bit spilled down her chin.

"You're getting me drunk, Master?" she said, smiling.

"Shh,” I said and put a finger against her lips. “A good submissive just submits, Katherine. She doesn't question."