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“You needn’t feel any shame if you want to stop now puppy, ever one has their limits.” The domina said as her eyes watched you closely.

“I don’t- I don’t want..:” You struggle to speak, half of you wants to say you don’t want this to end, while the other part of you wants to say you don’t want to keep going.

“Do not choose a path that would be a burden for you puppy, for while this play involves pain, it should not involve suffering.” The Dommina said, her worlds embodying something almost as close as wisdom.

A proud, tough part of your soul tells you to suck it up and, keep going. The other more sensitive, rational part tells you that you need stop now, that your too drained, too worn out.

“I-I want mercy.” You said speaking your safe word, shame immediately washing over you as you did.

It felt pathetic to end the play now, it made you feel weak, made you feel like you weren’t strong enough for Emma.

“Very well then.” The Dommina said.

She then walked around to the side of the bed standing over by Emma. Then she reached over, and undid the strap fastening the bull mask from Emma’s and carefully pulled it from her face, letting Emma spit the gag out of mouth before she did so. Emma’s face was all sweaty, her cheeks slightly tinted red in part from arousal, and in part from exhaustion. The blow job game being a bit of a baptism of fire into the world of bdsm plays for her. Truthfully Emma’s mind was a little bit jumbled right now so she didn’t immediately pick up on the sad look on your face or how dejected you were feeling right now.

“Oh mah god that was.... Ah was so close...” Emma said her Texas accent severely slipping out in her wore out state.

“Indeed it was quite a bit of sweet torment you went though...” The dommina said as she started to undo the left wrist cuff on Emma.

“...Yet I believe there might be another matter the requires your attention.”

Emma was confused till she followed the dommina’s gaze to your face, and noticed the tears welling up in your eyes.

“Doug?” Emma said.

As the tears spilled out of your eyes and rolled down your face, you couldn’t help but throw yourself forward and burry your face into Emma’s chest. You then started to sob, **** out little sorrowful cries as you pressed yourself against Emma. Instantly all of Emma’s attention was on you, her denied cock falling to the back of her mind.

“Hey now it’s alright, tell me what’s wrong.” Emma said in a soft tone, while using her one free arm to embrace you, and hold you tightly.

“I’m sorrrrrryyyyyyyy.” You cried, clinging on to Emma like a child would to its mother.

“Why you sorry for?” Emma said confused, still holding you to try and comfort you as best she could..

“come on now talk to me, there’s no need ta cry it’ll be okay just tell me what’s wrong.” Emma said wrapping her other arm around you as Kitten had silently freed it.

You felt totally worthless, and Emma’s concern for you only made you feel worse. You didn’t deserve it, you weren’t worthy of her affection. You were a weak, jealous, creature, wholly filled to the brim selfishness. Compared to her you were nothing. Lower in status then even the worms in the dirt.

“I-I-I-I w-wasn’t strong enough f-for youuuuuu.” You sobbed, confessing your perceived misdeed.

Now Emma understood what was going on. She realized that you must have called to end the scene early, that it must have be to intense for you.

“Don’t you worry about that none Doug, you ant’t weak to me I promise you.”

Though she spoke the truth you didn’t believe her, you couldn’t. To you what she was saying made no sense, how could she seen you as strong after you showed such weakness.

“Look at me, look at my eyes.” Emma said sensing you were unconvinced.

You do as Emma asked wiping away the tears, and looking into her eyes. Emma then pulled away the dog mask from your face, letting nothing obstruct her from seeing all of you. Her eyes seemed to burn bright with passion, and fondness for you. These are eyes of truth, it’s a gaze that you can’t just fake.

“You an’t weak to me I promise.” Emma repeated.

This time you believed her, those eyes couldn’t lie like that. Your tears started to dry as you looked away from Emma not able to stand her passionate gaze. For to keep staring only made you feel more unworthy and confused. Why, why did she think that, how could she love you after the way you acted.

“But I was so mean sniff to you before sniff and I tried to act all tough for my pleasure, only to not be tough enough for yoursssssss.” You started to cry again.

“Ohhh you still worked up about before, rember I said I’m a tough girl if you want to be tough on me that’s A ok.” Emma’s gave you a smile as she wiped the tears from your eyes with a hand.

“As for now, well I reckon you held out longer then any other guy in your position would have, and even if you didn’t you clearly gave it your all and that’s enough for me.” Said Emma as she turned the embrace into a loving hug, lifting you up a bit and resting your chin on her shoulder as she rested on yours.

You felt a fuzzy warm feeling in your chest spread across your whole body as Emma spoke. Emotions of relief, and joy crashed over you like waves. Their overwhelming affluence as they flooded your emotional state caused a few happy tears to fall out of your eyes. Emma’s body felt reassuring against your own, her big breasts, her tight stomach, her strong arms. Just it’s touch against yours made you feel better, and staved off those thoughts that’s she would leave you. Which is really what you were afraid of. You were intensely insecure that you would lose Emma.

“Pardon the interruption, but me and Kitten are going to take our leave.” The Dommina said.

She could see that this was a moment better of in private between you and Emma, so she didn’t plan on sticking around. Though she very much was intrigued in seeing how things played out between the two of you. Emma gave her a nod and s her turned on heel walking over to the door. Kitten then gave a respectful bow to the two of you and followed after her mistress. Before she left though the dommina paused in front of the door.

“You should take that mask home with you bull I think it suits you rather well, don’t worry I’ll pay what it costs to the club so you can take it with you.” The dommina said before she left the room Kitten trailing after her and shutting the door behind them.

With them both gone it was just the two of you now. The room completely silent, expect for the faint muffled sound of music from the dance floor. Then you opened your mouth to speak again breaking the silence.

“Emma I’m scared you’ll leave me.” You confess.

Emma breaks the hug moving back to look you in eyes. She looks surprised by what you just said.

“Now why would you think I would leave you?” Emma asks, concerned that she maybe did something to make you think this.

“I-I don’t know, it’s just I really like you and the thought of you leaving it just sort of got stuck in my head, and there was just this fear that overwhelmed me and I couldn’t get it out of my head when I thought about you.... I’m sorry.” You rambled on telling Emma everything.

“Aww heck why would you get worked up over something so silly like that, I already said I want you to be their in my most intimate moments, and if I didn’t really like you Doug I wouldn’t have gone out with yah.” Emma said as she brought a hand to cup your cheek.

“If you just would have asked me I would have told yah I weren’t planning on leaving you, after all your the only guy I think I’ve even gonna on a proper date with.” Emma said blushing a little, kind of embarrassed to admit she had very little experience in romance.

She did also feel a bit guilty that you has doubts about what she thought of you. She blames her lack of experience with romance for not being proactive and clear about her feelings toward you and your relationship. She’s not gonna continue to make that mistake though, it’s time she made how she felt about you clear. Emma then puts her hands firmly on each of you shoulders and looks you dead in the eye.

“So make no mistake I’m your girl, and only yours, no other way to understand it.” Emma proclaimed boldly.

“S-so we’re like boy friend and girlfriend.” You asked the question directly, making sure there’s no room for doubt at all.

“Defiantly .” Emma said nodding with a almost determined look on her face.

Your heart fluttered upon hearing this revelation, and the fear you had no longer grips your mind. Emma announcing her affection towards you so directly really made it real to you. Made it written in stone so that you could no longer be plagued with the ambiguity of the unknown. It was like a burden had been lifted off of you.

“Thank you, you’ve no idea how happy I am to hear you say that.” You said, this time you being the one to hug Emma.

“It’s no big deal I an’t ashamed to say it .” Emma said chuckling at how you were acting like she just gave you a million dollars.

You then break the hug, looking at Emma, the two of you feeling good now, the air of the room joyful, and content. You then then rub the back of your neck awkwardly.

“So what do you want to do now?” You ask.

Emma blinks a few times almost forgetting you two were naked, in a private room in a sex club, her still half tied up.

“Well....” Emma glances off to the side as she trails off.