Chapter 10: Old Friends Part 5

She rubbed his ankles and wrists, placing soothing kisses to each one. Cat marveled in how she took great care in rubbing the redness away and how she placed loving kisses against his irritated skin.

"Anything, Mistress Widow." He sighed and turned to lean his back against the arm of the chaise lounge, while she stood beside him.

"I want you to dominate me." Widow blushed and Cat's lips fell open.

"Excuse me?" Cat was at a loss for words.

"You heard me. Dominate me." Widow felt her heart race. She wasn't sure if she could handle it and part of her hoped that he would say his safeword. That he would say no.

Cat worried his bottom lip and his heart raced in his chest. He began to pant as she stood and waited for his answer. He felt like a cornered cat, and he wanted a way to escape.

"Macaron," Cat whispered, ashamed. Ashamed that that was the deal breaker. That that was what made him say no. She hadn't even done anything physically too far for him. The words alone were enough for him to want it to stop.

"Macaron?" Widow's eyes went wide at his safeword. She was surprised to say the least. It wasn't the way she was used to it being used, even if she had hoped that he would have said it.

Cat worried his bottom lip and nodded. "Macaron." Tears fell down his cheeks and she suddenly sat down beside him and pulled him to her chest. "I- I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Alexandre." Widow broke from her headspace for a moment to try and fix the broken man. Her broken friend. Her broken kitty.

He shivered at his actual name, and she let him go to go grab his over shirt. She wrapped it around his shoulders, and he curled into himself. "I- I'm so sorry. I'm ashamed that that is my limit. That I can't do that for you. That I've never been able to do that for a woman."

"Don't be." Widow smiled warmly at him and removed his blindfold, mask, and ears. She ran her hands through his damp black hair. Widow sighed and worried her bottom lip. "I can't be submissive."

Alexandre looked up at her in shock. He thought she would be able to play both sides.

"Hard limit for me." Widow giggled at how ashamed and stupid she felt. "But there is one man that I have just realized that I would sub for. But he's just a friend."

Alexandre swallowed hard and watched her cheeks flush. He suddenly realized how similar they were. How she was going through what he was. "I too have a woman that I would Dom for, but we're just friends. Have been for years."

Widow's eyes flew open wide, and she suddenly relaxed and giggled. "I guess we're both a couple of fucked up people."

Alexandre chuckled and relaxed on the couch. "I guess we are." He sighed and stood up. "I'm going to just go get dressed." He pointed to the closet, and she nodded with a smile.

"Go ahead, my kitty cat." Widow shared a smile with him, and he left into the walk-in closet.

She walked over to slip her black kimono back onto her shoulders and she tied it around her waist. Widow sat on the bed and laid back. Her thoughts filtered to Alexandre, and she worried her bottom lip. He came back out of the closet in the clothes that he wore to meet his father.

Her clit swelled and she ran her fingers between her thighs and parted them, giving him a view. "Can I ask you for one more favor?"

"Anything, Mistress Widow." Alexandre sighed watching her run her fingers along her slick folds.

"Lick my pussy like you mean it." Widow softly mewled and slipped her middle finger into her tight opening. She moaned and watched him with a sultry expression.

"With pleasure, Mistress Widow." Alexandre groaned and gasped at the words that fell from her parted lips.

"Kitty? Call me My Queen." Widow sighed and he moaned louder as he leapt onto the bed and grabbed her thighs, bringing her closer to his mouth.