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need to be the one to contact her, I almost hope that she would make me be the one to reach out to her so that I could give her another taste of my punishment.
    I get back to the house and go to the fridge to get a drink out when my phone starts to ring and a smile comes to my face. “Hello, Pearl,” I greet her as I lean against the counter taking a swig out of the water I had got out of the fridge and already am fighting a growing erection.
    “Hi, Abraham, uh, Tank, I guess I am not sure what I should call you.”
    “When it is just us, Abraham is fine, I like hearing it spilling from your lips, especially when you are coming at my hands, or mouth, or cock. You will call me Sir when we are playing at home or if we go to the Dungeon. When we are with the Devil’s, with any of my brothers, or at the clubhouse, Tank will do nicely.”
    “OK. Well, the girls are down for their naps so I thought I would call to see what you were doing and what your plans for the day were. I was thinking if you wanted to stop over we could spend a little time together? The girls should be out for two hours or so if you wanted to come now? Otherwise, they will go to bed tonight around 8:30 so we could spend some time together then instead if that works better for you? That is, if you were still interested in spending some time with me…”
    “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes and we will discuss your doubts and questioning of me, Little One,” I answer as I walk towards the door to make my way to the woman who has me thinking of the future for the first time ever.
    I pull behind Pearl’s house and catch a glimpse of her putting away toys from the yard. As I get off of the bike and take my helmet off, Pearl makes her way through the yard and opens the back gate for me.
    “Hey, girlie,” was out of my lips as my arms reached for her and pulled her in for a kiss. We can’t keep our hands, mouths, or thoughts off of each other it seems. We spend the next hour and half outside talking about any and everything.
    I leave with the promise to return after the girls go to bed for the night. It feels so right to be with her, and I hope that she will be more accepting to us spending much more time together over the next few weeks, months, or more.
    I learned so much about the gorgeous woman who had caught my eye, my cock, and I was starting to fear my heart as well. She told me of her marriage and the man who had left her alone to raise their children. She talked of her lack of dating since his passing and how she was weary with the idea of introducing a man to her daughters.
    She told me of the students with special needs that she taught. The passion with which she talked of her students shows how much she loves what she does. She impresses me more and more with every bit of herself that she shares with me.
    The things that she talks about which have me listening most attentively to her were her inner thoughts and desires regarding sex. She was very open and honest as she told me how she enjoyed being dominated in the bedroom and that the way I had taken control of her turned her on to no end. How she was afraid, scared, put off to do anything other than holding hands or kissing in public. She also spoke about how the spankings I had given her had made the experience even better especially the marks that were left the next day. She enjoyed the hell out of both the nipple clamps and binding that I did the night before as well. She even indulged me in a fantasy she had involving two men, which would happen only with my permission and involvement at the Dungeon or over my dead body.
    I told her of some parts of my life as well, about the security work I did. I told her about my family and how my father and through him, my mother, had been involved in the Devil’s Iron as I was growing up. I told her about my younger brother, Caleb, who had joined the army at eighteen and is serving yet another tour overseas, and my little sister, Becky, who is in