Healing, you can do that with sex right? Chapter 27

Liz POV:

It had taken more work than I ever thought this little project would, but Sarah was finally off with a new Dom and Kris was making real progress.

Learning what had been happening with Sarah and Kris while I wasn't looking was still fucking with me.

There was still times when I would look at Kris, frustration still on my face from thinking about it, and I would see them freeze; that broken thing trying to come back out.

I had to be careful showing anything on my face like that, Kris for all the improvements and healing, was still fragile.

Maybe that was why she leaned so hard into the puppy thing, a way to bridge the gap without having to confront too much at once.

Wasn't going to argue with the results to be honest, any port in a storm, right?

Still going for walks being the easiest way to calm her down wasn't the worst coping mechanism, finally got her to the point of letting me not have the leash on while we walked.

It was on one such walk that I got a text from Seb, the first ones since he dropped Kris off.

[Hey Liz, we need to talk.]

[What about, you've been ghosting me since you blew things up, what do you need now.]

[Harsh, but yeah, fair.]...[I need to talk to or meet up with Kris.] [Her phone isn't on or i've been blocked?]

[Abso-fucking-lutly NOT, do you know what its taken to un-fuck her?!] [Hell its still a work in progress!]

[Not really, but I can guess, listen, I want to help.]

[Want and able are two different things.] [what happened to bring the change of heart?] Against my better judgement I kinda wanted to know, I should just leave this convo on read.

[Alice was at the club with Sarah, I learned some things and had some stuff I thought I knew corrected.]

[Well fucking finally, couldn't give me a chance to sort things out?] [,but sorry I think having you back in the mix would be worse not better. Kris is finally talking in the first person again, not risking that progress for anything. Hit me up in a few months to try again. And don't bother with her phone, I've got it for now, and yes, you and Sarah are blocked.]

[Liz.] [come on, I'm not going to hurt her.] [Just...] [I know what was really going on and what Sarah did. I can't let Kris keep thinking I hate her.]

That I left on read, because the jack ass was ok with Kris thinking that when he believed the worst of her.

Even if Kris did what he thought, it wasn't worth that level of cutting ties.

Not for people like us.

Not when it was fixable.

Not when it was done with the best of intentions. As fucked up as it was, they had Sarah's consent, that meant the rest of the fuck up was fixable, as far as I was concerned.

He let other things fester, let everything burn when it finally came to a head, despite how unconventional everything we were doing was.

Of course one of them was going to screw up, didn't mean he need to nuke everything.

"Own- Mistress Liz?" See, progress, she would have never questioned me before, even with the clear intonation of worry that came through her voice. "Is everything ok?"

I didn't realize I had stopped walking while texting Seb, but there I was, standing in the middle of the trail lane, and my good girl stopped waiting for me, like she froze the second she knew I wasn't in step anymore.

"Yes, just an annoyance, lets not let it ruin our walk."

"Yes Mistress..." I could tell she wanted to say more, ask for more, but I knew she wouldn't, even this amount of worry or second guessing was rare, still worried about thinking for herself the- "Is there anything I can do, I know you can handle things but..."

Well I'll be damned, progress indeed, even if she did peter out towards the end, eyes downcast again, like she was scared I'd lash out.

It still astounds me what Sarah was able to do in such a short amount of time, but she knew all the right buttons to hit and Kris was never the most stable, even if they did a great job pretending otherwise for so long.

"I appreciate it dear, but its handled, lets finish our walk and go home, I want to reward you for being a good girl."

And there it was, the smile and the spark I'd been nurturing, back on her face. Confused at what they did right, but happy they did.

Back at our home.

Well my place, but it had become home for her at this point, she really was filing the role of beloved pet.

It was going to suck if I ever succeeded in getting her with Alice, but I'm sure that's just the sunk cost talking.

Stepping inside I had to take her by the hand and stop her from returning to all fours, still not something I could get her to stop completely, and had to direct her otherwise often.

I tended to just let her unless I needed to, was just to much mental energy all things considered.

The list of things to fix was already long enough, letting her have her way in this was secondary to things like talking normally and doing course work.

Thankfully her Professors took my excuses and where letting her complete her work remotely, but that wasn't going to last forever. I needed her fully functional before finals and summer break.

'I can't believe over a year had passed since I first met Kris. '

I had plans for this cute little pet.

It was these thoughts that led my actions as I took her to my bed and gently laid her down.

She really was something, face flushing like a virgin, cute as a button, and not a trace of the guy she used to be.

Kissing her came naturally, unlike with other Subs, men especially, I wanted to kiss her, love on her.

Her eyes lighting up and going hazy from the first light peck on the lips fed my need more than a night at the club.

There was something dangerous in falling like this for a Sub I planned to hook up with someone else, but I couldn't care less.

I needed her, I needed her whole and healed.

In these moments though, God I needed the whimpers and moans.

"Mistress huff" Kiss "iii! hmmm... wha-" Kisses trailing down her neck and taking clothes off as I work my way through the valley of her breasts. What ever thought she had is long gone as I lick and then blow on her now exposed nipple.

'God bless front closure bras.'

I knew what she was going to ask anyway, its one of the few consistent questions she asks, and one I don't feel like letting her complete.

Hearing some variation of 'Why are you treating me like this? I'm just a thing to be used.' Was not something my heart could take right now.

Not when she truly meant it, not when it wasn't just dirty talk.

Pet is always confused when I get like this, even when I frame it as her reward, she can't get her cute little head around the idea of me treating her this way, loving and gentle.

I take a second to admire her perky breasts, she really is perfect, the faint lines where some treatment or surgery left its mark remind me how hard she's worked to make herself like this.

Evidence that you can only see when close enough to touch the most sensitive parts.

'She is mine, to protect and mold. Treasure. Even if as a gift to another.'

Kris' breath is uneven and I can see her fading into deep subspace just from this.

A desperate, filthy noise, escapes her as my nails join my kissing lips, racking lightly up and down smooth sides.

More and more desperate with each move of my hands or lips, but never moving.

The only sign of movement are involuntary, shakes and tremors from need.

Like she was made to freeze, I know this is a hold over from Sarah and to a lesser extent Seb, I could order her to move if I wanted her to, but I want to drive her crazy first, I want her to be so in the moment that she breaks that 'ice', I want her to want me so much that she will move and when I don't stop her, I want her to continue.

I could use this learned freeze behavior, twist it to further her training, but I've grown to need something out of this too, something I won't name, but training this fuckable toy just isn't enough anymore.

I want her...

One kiss to her cage through her panties as I take her skirt off and- " uhhh iiiii! Mistress! Oh god!" There we are, that voice of utter desperation, how I love it.

Its not what I'm here for though, "Yes Kris? Is there something you want, something you need from me?"

whimper is her only response...

Poor thing, probably already in a shame spiral for breaking the role she thinks she has to play.

Except THERE, her hand twitched.

Like it was going to move and she had to forcefully stop it.

I just need to keep at it, besides for all I enjoy my normal methods of Domination, there was something intoxicating about loving on this cute sexy girl, melting into my bed, until she was making sounds a porn star would blush at.

Teasing her inner thigh was getting the most interesting noises, "AHHHH!, sob please oh-" only to bleed away into a murmur of begging and pleading I couldn't make a single word out of.

She was trying so hard to play the blank toy Sarah had branded into her.

I took a nibble on her inner thigh, so close to that cage, hoping it would push her just that little bit more.

A Growl from deep in her throat was the first sign I was getting though.

It was when their hand shot to my hair, that I finally got what I wanted.

Her first sign of agency.

Thankfully it was to lovingly run her hands through it, otherwise I would have had to stop this lesson and teach a different one.

I looked up innocently into their eyes, acting like this wasn't exactly what I wanted to happen, and saw the old Kris for a second, a word half formed on their lips "Liz I-"

Before it was gone and the new broken thing was back, shaking, fear in her eyes. 'Fuck, so close,... but still progress.'

I knew not to address it or the new fear, how my instincts lead me, that set us back last time.

I needed to try something different. Something that didn't trigger memories of Seb or 'training' from Sarah.

"Oh pet, you know how I like my hair played with to relax, great idea, go ahead and do that while I have my fun down here. wink"

The fear and the shaking slowed but the eyes remained blank as her hands slowly started to run through my hair.

Only stopping or stuttering in time with a sound of near tortured pleasure as it was forced from them.

This type of intimacy was normally when I would start giving head, but Kris' little clit was locked up and staying that way.

I don't know what giving her head would do, but I doubt it was good, considering the way she acted when I took it off to check for damage and to clean it/her.

Head and eyes adverted, silent tears, and nails digging into her thighs dangerously as she held herself spread for easy access to the cage. She looked like a breeze could shatter her, every time.

She would likely shatter if I gave her little clitty head, so I would do something else.

Tease and kiss and play until she can't take anymore.

" uuhh nnnnnnuughh" Nearly there

The whimper and slight tightening of their hands as I rose up, apparently leaving their leaking clitty in its desperate fate, was music to my ears and sent a tingle down my spine.

kiss "Such a good girl for me, I think you deserve this reward, don't you pet?"

"P-please eeemm mistress, uhhhhgh can-can I please cum?" The last words escaping her as moans was perfect.

She was perfect and I would break her down and build her back up, my way, not like how that bitch did.

"Of course-"

buzz "AHHHHHHHH!"

"-This is your reward for being a good girl after all." She never notices the vibe wand when she's this deep until its already driving her crazy.

Her body shivers, bucks, and in general goes wild.

But I make sure the wand is always at the right spot while I steal kisses between cry and moans.

"OOHHH GOD" kiss "nnnuughhh!" kiss "please oh please let me-" Kiss "I'll be good, just let me" kiss "aren't I a good girl?" kiss "I'm a good toy, good toy, please let-" kiss

"You are mine, and I care for you, mine and not broken, mine. Kris, my pet, not a broken toy, or anything else. You are mine Kris. MY Good Girl." Kiss

I move the toy away and stop kissing, letting her know I want a response.

"Oh god, yes Liz, yours. Yours, please let me be yours. I need this, I need you ,don't stop, not now. I can't take it, I need you, god I do. Let me be your good girl! I'll be the prefect pet, please don't leave me! I need it, don't stop. Make me yours!" That was the closest she's sounded like her old self yet.

Kiss "Good girl." and with that I capture her lips again and shift the wand a certain way to hit just right.

"mmmmmmhhmm!" The muffled cry and moan as I force my tongue down her throat sends tingles down my spine again.

I drag out her O for as long as I can, stealing more kisses.

After that, the poor thing is spent, the emotional foundational shocks depleting more than if I had put her on the cross at the club for hours.

I move to hold her close as the aftershocks leave her body trembling.

Our play times were more aftercare than play lately, but that's what she needed, I just couldn't put her though more.

At least not tonight, she made great progress, so I would lay here with my need until she was stable-ish in the morning.

Besides If she notices I was left unsatisfied she'll wake me up with mind shattering oral when my alarm is supposed to go off.

She was better than A loud beeping clock that's for sure.

My body shivers as I imagine it, those cute submissive eyes looking up at me as she services my soaking wet pussy, looking for orders and approval.

Fuck, Alice better fucking share when this is all said and done.

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AN: Liz to the rescue, no one works harder, and no one has to deal with other people fuck ups like her.

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