Chapter 4

She didn't know how to answer that question. Her feelings and emotions were confused and tangled like a whirlwind inside her. She had been taken by many emotions at once during the whole session. At first, she had been scared, she wasn't going to deny it. The silhouette of her Dom and his aura was much harsher and darker. She hardly swallowed in the face of this difference in intensity that his person had just revealed to her. She thought that he was going far with her, but he must have not even scratched the surface yet. And this, strangely, excited her and she felt a strong rush of adrenaline. She wanted to see what he could do if he was pushed to his limits. But most of all, she wanted him to practice on her. She wasn't going to lie to herself. She had felt a burning jealousy to see him in the care of another, to take pleasure in dominating another, to see him share a moment of such intensity with another....

- Less than I would have thought, but it is clear that you were different. Your gaze, your gestures, everything was different, as if you were no longer the same person.

Scott didn't point out that she naturally addressed him as you. There was no more contract between them, she could have called him familiar. But she spoke quietly and had adopted a soft and respectful tone towards him. She lowered her eyes in his presence, he appreciated and rejoiced inwardly at her gesture. But above all he was happy to see that she had not fled.

- What did you come here to do, Stella?

She herself knew nothing about it. She had come, just because she had told herself that she had to come. She was looking for something, and that something had led her to Scott. This man, who, with a look, disturbed her just as much as a few months ago.

- I'll start by telling you everything.

She had finally made her decision. She had to tell him everything, even though she would much rather not have to. She told him everything, without omitting any details. She told him about her departure from Esteban. She told him how she had tried to recontact her family without much success. Above all, she told him about the meeting with her little sister, which had been horrible. She had said some mean things to him, and she had gone home and consumed an entire bottle of wine. The only thing she remembered afterward was a black hole and waking up with Lila by her side. Lila had told him that she had called him completely crestfallen and tipsy. She had taken care of her and the rest, he knew her since she had also called him, since he was the contact who had appeared the most in her directory the few times before. He listened without showing his emotions. He slowly assimilated all the information without cutting it off. Doubt echoed in him, even as he looked at her in detail. She seemed to have lost weight, but above all she seemed very tired. He could well imagine how difficult it must be for her to talk about this kind of thing and especially to be there in front of him.

- I'm not going to lie to you Stella, I have some doubts about the benefit of getting us back together. She bit her lip and disappointment crossed her eyes. She was trying hard to hold back her tears. It's not just because of you. I'm not always objective when it comes to you.

He approached her and tenderly lifted her chin. Their eyes met, he seemed to be probing both his intentions and those of Stella. He had been relieved to learn that he was not the direct cause of Stella's condition, but he knew he could not ignore that he had also indirectly contributed to it. He was trying to be reasonable, but how could you resist such a look?

- Stella, we parted somehow, and it didn't only make people happy. I wouldn't want us to continue and for the next separation to be more difficult.

- But I want to be yours, to belong to you, to obey you.

This statement touched Scott. For him, these were the most beautiful words she could have spoken, even more beautiful than a declaration of love.

- Stella, don't tempt me like that.

He cracked slowly but surely.

- I think I need your control so as not to fall back into my failings. I humbly ask you to take me back. I trust you and I know I would be better off with you right now.

He let the silence settle in. Stella's heart and breathing slowed as she waited for the answer, which she knew was crucial. She had talked about it with Esteban, he too was convinced of it. Convincing him wouldn’t be easy, but she had been able to put her feelings into words, take stock of her condition and understand clearly what she wanted and what she thought she needed. That's why he finally agreed to take her back, even if a little doubt still persisted.

- I want to take you back, but let's agree from the start. No feelings, just a relationship based on sex and SM. We can also try to solve all your problems together, if you wish, but nothing more.

- Yes, very well, he replied enthusiastically.

He had finally cracked. She had convinced her. But he wanted to make sure of one last thing.

- One last thing, if there ever comes a day when you no longer believe in me as a Dom, I want you gone. If you leave, I will understand the reason and I will terminate our contract immediately. No need for a big discussion first.

- I understand and I will obey you.

- Approach, he said satisfied. He grabbed her and pulled her towards him with a dry gesture. He grabbed her chin and lifted her face. Their eyes met, he smiled. You are mine again, only mine.

He kissed her wildly and bit her lip in an almost unhealthy fit of possessiveness. He sucked her blood, thus sealing a pact between their two bodies. They were together again, and they had left for certain moments of pleasure. But will they last? This question lingered in the depths of their minds.