Safe Word: Can I be Vulnerable with you?

Episode 7

Episode 7

She knew Nthabiseng would be dying to hear the details, but she needed to keep some of the night’s adventures to herself, at least for now. She was smiling to herself, thinking about how she was going to tell her friend. She had to call the office, “Hi Kevin, I will not be at the office today, I think I caught fever last night while chasing a lead.” She said, feigning a sick voice. “Okay, take care Karabo, get better soon, don’t forget to send me that file.” Kevin said before hanging up. She took a deep breath and went back to the bedroom to clean up and get ready to face the day.

“Hello, daddy!” she said answering the phone. “Good morning, baby girl,” MK’s voice was like velvet, “Did you sleep well?” “Like a baby,” she replied, unable to keep the smile off her face. “I had to leave you sleeping, you know life responsibilities,” he said, “I’ll send you the Uber when you are ready to leave.” “Okay,” she said, feeling a strange mix of disappointment and relief. She didn’t know if she could handle another round with him just yet. “But before you go, I want you to remember something,” he said, his tone turning serious. “What is it, Daddy?” she asked with curiousity. “You are mine,” he said, “And I will always take care of you, but remember to keep our little secret.” She nodded, even though he couldn’t see her. “I will, Daddy,” she promised. “Good girl,” he said, “Check in the microwave, there is enough food for you and there is a white sundress in the closet.” He spoke. “Thank you, Daddy,” she said, feeling a warmth spread through her. “Now go get ready, I’ll send the Uber soon.” She hung up the phone and opened the microwave finding a plate of pancakes, and got fruit juice in the fridge together with a bowl fruits. She ate slowly, savouring the taste, feeling the after effects of her submission linger on her tongue. While eating she couldn’t help but think about the white sundress and what it signified. It was a symbol of purity and innocence, but now it was going to be tainted by their dark desires. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she thought about the night ahead.

This was a new chapter in her life, and she was ready to see where it would lead her. She took a shower, washing off the sweat and c*m from the night before. She slid into the dress, feeling the soft fabric against her skin, and then she slipped on the collar. Looking in the mirror, she saw a new version of herself, a woman who was no longer afraid of her desires, a woman who had tasted the forbidden fruit and liked it. ‘Ting! Ting!’ A w******p notification came in and she quickly rushed to her phone. “Don’t forget to put on your butt plug for the rest of the day. I have put it in drawer of the pedestal” She felt a electricity of excitement at his command, and she knew she was going to obey without question. She went to the drawer and found the plug but it was not the one she had the night before. This one was a bit larger and the crystal was different, her eyes lingering on the note he had left with it. “This one is to remind you of me, until we meet again,” she read it out loud to herself. She lubricated it and inserted and felt the cold metal warming up inside her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She shot a picture of the inserted butt plug and sent it to him. “Daddy I am ready to leave.” That was the caption of the photo she sent to MK.

She knew she was going to be his secret slut, and she was fine with that. She picked up her hand bag and walked out of the apartment, her heart racing with anticipation for the next time she would see him. The Uber arrived promptly and she slid into the car, the leather seats feeling cool against her skin. She leaned back and closed her eyes, her mind racing with thoughts of MK and the new world she had entered. The city outside was a blur as she was lost in thought, her body still singing with the echoes of his touch. Her bare p***y was getting wetter with every passing second thinking about the escapades of the previous night. She felt the car stop, and she opened her eyes. She was home. She stepped out of the car and walked up to her apartment, her legs feeling a bit wobbly. She knew she had to keep this part of her life a secret from everyone, especially Thabiso. She took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping back into her life as a journalist and mother, with the secret of her submission hidden beneath the surface.

“Hi, friend! I am back to my place. I will tell you in the afternoon what time we will be there.” she said on the phone. “Well, I will wait for you guys, mina I am just glad you are safe.” Nthabiseng said. It was already noontime, and in an hour or two she must go fetch Naledi from school. But for now, she had to keep her mind on the task at hand, the article she had to submit before the day was over. But every time she sat down to work, she got reminded of the journey she chose by the tingles of the butt plug.

The afternoon came and went quickly, and soon it was time for her to go to Nthabiseng’s place. She had told Thabiso that she would be spending the evening with her friend. She packed a bag for Naledi, making sure to include her favorite toys and snacks. She knew that her daughter would be happy with her friend’s kids, as they had planned for them a movie night. Her drive to Nthabiseng’s place was filled with joys and singalongs with Naledi. When she arrived, Nthabiseng was waiting for her at the door, a knowing smile playing on her lips. “You look like the cat that got the cream,” she said, taking the bag from Karabo’s hand. “What happened to you?” Karabo felt her cheeks flush as she stepped inside. “You’ll see,” she said, unable to contain her excitement. “Hey Naledi, go upstairs your friends have already started with the movie.” Nthabiseng said to Naledi and she quickly dashed up the stairs. She knew that her friend was going to grill her about the night she had spent with MK. She took a deep breath, ready to share her newfound desires and the exhilarating world she had stepped into.