Sawyer had this renewed energy about her. Yes, things were terrifying when it came to the relationships she needed to mend. Yes, it was going to be a real bitch starting from square one academically… but it seemed to her that she’s arrived just in time to at least regain some of her points. She had scheduled as many of these classifieds as she thought she could possibly handle. There were multiple reasons for this move on her part- regaining points, forcing herself to resocialize, forcing herself back into the swing of things at the institute, and most importantly distracting herself from the burden of knowing she’d hurt the people that meant the most to her. Showing up exactly as scheduled to the practice room, the tiny brunette hung up her coat and scarf and slipped off her winter boots before kneeling by the door to wait for Mateo. She wanted this to go well and thankfully her first scene was with someone she knew, she trusted and felt comfortable with.
He was actually thankful for the event to keep his mind off of things. Yes, Blaine would help him in a heartbeat, but he couldn’t heap more of his emotional burden onto his lover when all it did was hurt him more. So focusing on scenes allowed him to not focus on the turmoil putting his heart through the blender. Mateo smiled when he came upon Sawyer, slipping out of his own coat and winter gear before sliding his hand under her chin. “Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes, sweetheart,” he murmured affectionately. “Before we go in, get up here and give me a hug, yeah?” He wrapped the small girl in his arms once she’d stood, embracing her warmly. He and Sawyer hadn’t been extremely close, but he was fond of the girl, and he was happy to see her back here.
When the man tipped her chin, hazel eyes gazed up through thick lashes and at his words she couldn’t help the smile that tugged at pink lips. “Hello, Sir.” When given the go ahead she got up immediately and wrapped her arms around him, warmth spreading through her small frame. It felt good to get a hug like this. No one had hugged her since she’d been back… not in a warm affectionate way. Quinn had given her a loose hug but… it wasn’t the same, it was careful and painful and had her heart in a vice. She let herself relax, the smile remaining on her face even as they pulled apart. “It’s nice to see you too.” She was ready to get lost for awhile and to just let herself go.
Mateo squeezed her gently before stepping back, happy to see a smile on her delicate features. “It’ll be nice to see you around here again,” he said softly. He cupped her cheek briefly, then nodded to the door of the playroom. “If you’re ready, I’d like you to go inside and undress to your underwear, if you feel comfortable with that. Kneel by the bench while I get everything ready, and when I ask, I’d like your limits and safeword before we begin.” He let her enter first, then followed her in, beginning to check the equipment, making sure the straps were secure. Once he had the wand plugged in, Mateo turned to Sawyer, smoothing a hand over her dark hair. “Limits and word, please, sweetheart.”
“It’ll be nice to be around here again, Sir.” She leaned into that brief touch then found herself listening intently to his words. She gave a small nod of understanding, “Yes, Sir.” Making her way inside, she stripped of her warm clothing, down to the dark grey cotton bra and panties edged in ivory lace. Obediently, she went over to the bench and lowered down to her knees. Her body looked healthy, her curves were back even if she was still a pocket sized human. She subtly watched him a bit as he worked on getting things ready but dropped her gaze before his attention was back on her. The touch to her hair had her heart warming a little and she offered a small smile. “My limits are- scat, vore, gore, body mutilation, big crowds, ageplay, throw up, feet, and permanent marking, Sir. My safeword is Red.”
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“Good girl,” he murmured softly. “I’d like you to get up and lay in the harness hovering over the bench. I won’t move it until you’re completely strapped in and safe.” Mateo moved around once she was in position, tightening straps carefully around the girl’s limbs until she was completely secure, her arms and legs extended and hovering. Only then did he move the bench from under her, stroking a hand down her back. “How does it feel, sweetheart? Anything pinching anywhere?”
Sawyer was punctual, if anything, she was early. She showed up as planned dressed nice, not that it would matter in a few minutes anyway but she wanted to present herself in the best light possible. She nervously fiddled with the hem of her sundress as they waited to go in. After the episode she’d had at the auction house where she’d felt her throat closing up and could just barely breathe, any situation where she was being observed now became a very real danger zone. Thankfully, in this case there wouldn’t be a large crowd of people and she actually trusted Mateo but still, her fear were based on the reality of her condition and she knew she had to be careful… she had to focus on her dominant and on her breathing. They’d be just fine.
She looked terrified, Mateo observed as he came up to Sawyer. They still had a few minutes before their time slot began. He offered the girl a smile before he slid his hand into hers, squeezing her fingers lightly. “Calmate, carina,” he murmured to her, leaning down to kiss her cheek gently. “We’ve got this. Just breathe and focus on me, and you have your safewords if you need them, okay?” he assured her, his free hand reaching up to cup her cheek.
Feeling that hand slip into her own had a small smile tugging at the corners of those pink lips. The kiss to her cheek made her blush a light shade of pink. She gave a nod and took a breath, realizing that she had been forgetting to do that until he mentioned it. “Yes, Sir.” She murmured but then he cupped her cheek and she met his gaze, her own hand going to rest gently over it. “I know my safewords… I have you with me and I need to focus on you… and I need to remember to breathe. I’ve got it, thank you, Sir.”
His fingers sifted lightly through her hair, and he kissed her forehead, lips lingering against her skin. “Good girl. If you get scared, use your pause word and look at me, okay? I won’t let anything bad happen to you,” Mateo told her softly. Keeping his hand in hers, he led her into the presentation area, bringing her up onto the low platform. He introduced himself and Sawyer, asking the girl for her limits and safewords. Once she’d answered, he asked her to undress, checking the wide, tiered bench he’d requested. A hitachi vibrator rested in the center of it, a length of rope coiled near the back. He helped Sawyer up onto the bench so she was kneeling over the vibrator. “I’m going to tie your hands now, sweetheart. Take a breath,” he instructed, standing in front of her, forcing her focus on him.
Sawyer leaned into the touch a bit more, enjoying having her hair touched and played with. “Yes, Sir…” She replied. She knew the stoplight system and she knew when and how to use it. She held tight to his hand as the entered the room and when he introduced her, she smiled sweetly if not shyly. When he asked her for her safewords and limitations she spoke clearly stating each hard and soft limit and that she’d be using the stoplight system. When asked to undress, she did so and carefully folded up her clean clothing, setting it aside. Once she was naked, she felt incredibly vulnerable but she swallowed back the uneasy feeling and let Mateo guide her to kneel over the vibrator. “Yes, Sir.” She did as told, taking a breath, trusting him in that moment even though confinement of any type was a soft limit she trusted him enough to keep her safe through it.
He knew he was probably reiterating, but he wanted to make sure she was completely good and aware of her choices in the scene. Mateo carefully began binding her wrists once she was in position, tying them to her thighs so she couldn’t straighten up completely. When she relaxed, her bare pussy would be pressed to the toy under her, just as he anticipated. Finishing his knots, he cupped one hand under her chin, guiding her gaze to him. “Color, sweetheart,” he instructed softly, needing to know where her head was at before continuing on with the scene since he knew the bondage would be the hardest part for her.
She appreciated the fact that he kept checking in with her more than he would ever know, it made her feel more secure and confident in the fact that she could and would get through this. Sawyer watched him quietly, curiously, as he bound her into a new position. Her attention and focus was solely on him but the silence was hardly uncomfortable; she found herself learning something new each time they worked together. The tiny brunette sucked in a small breath when she felt her clean shaven, bare sex come into full contact with the toy below. When he finished the knots, she gave a tug on them just to test how well they’d been tied; she found his work to be excellent as she was held firmly in place with just enough wiggle room that her circulation wasn’t cut off. It of course made her nervous to be confined in such a manner but there he was, cupping her chin and commanding her full attention, checking in again. For a moment she questioned whether or not she was already at yellow but then she thought about what they’d discussed and took a moment to study his eyes, to check in with her breathing- she took a deep breath and let it out before replying. “Green, Sir.”
He smiled softly, holding her gaze just a moment longer. He wasn’t aware of the specifics of Sawyer’s anxieties, but confinement was a soft limit he was pushing, and he wanted to give her the attention she needed to work through it. Mateo kept his hand on her chin, gentle but firm at the same time. “I’m going to turn on the toy now, sweetheart. You’ll have 20 minutes against it, and you’re not allowed to cum. If you lean up from the toy, you’ll get a strike from the crop, either on your thighs or breasts. Understood?” He waited for her confirmation, then stepped back to pick up the crop before switching the toy under Sawyer onto the lowest setting.
“Yes, Sir, I understand.” As he flipped the toy on it was that specific moment that clued her in to the fact that she’d been sexually depriving herself for far too long and was probably entirely too sexually frustrated for this exercise. Biting into her lower lip she concentrated hard on anything but the sensation she was experiencing from the waist down. She thought about anything and everything under the sun that she didn’t find attractive, biting so hard into that lip that she thought she might break the skin there. Finally nine minutes in she began to whimper, fingers and toes curling as she squirmed against the toy ever so slightly however she didn’t pull up from it quite yet. It wasn’t until twelve minutes in that she lost her mind for a moment and attempted to pull up some for relief as everything was becoming far more intense than she had expected.
Mateo walked around her slowly, his eyes never leaving the submissive in his care. Every minute or so, he would murmur praise, recognizing the effort she was making in staying still. But when he saw those hips of hers lift, he paused, bringing the crop in his hand down against her inner thigh. “Color, Sawyer?” he asked, waiting for her confirmation, then for her to lower back down against the toy. “You have eight minutes left, sweetheart. I’m turning the toy up,” Mateo warned her before he flicked the power up, the buzzing more intense now.
Sawyer yelped when the crop came down against her thigh but the sting was a nice distraction from her throbbing clit. She released a shaky breath, “Green, Sir.” She put her focus on him and gave a whine when he turned up the vibrations. Whimpers and moans left her lips now, filling the space with sound other than that of the machine and his verbal praise. She squirmed a bunch but managed to stay against the toy even as moans turned to cries and her eyes watered up some. She was still okay, she’d be okay as long as she didn’t focus on the eyes focused in on her.
His brow furrowed as he watched her, noticing that she seemed to be tensing up more than before. Mateo kept up his praise, tapping the crop against his palm as he moved. He kept up a running time, letting her know how much longer she had left. “Good girl, only 30 seconds left. You’re doing so well, sweetheart,” he crooned. Once the time elapsed, he turned off the toy, then grabbed a robe he’d brought, immediately draping it over the submissive’s bare body. “That’s a good girl… you’re all finished now, sweetheart, you did so well,” Mateo assured her, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek even as he started to undo the knots around her thighs.
Sawyer was so grateful when he mentioned that she only had thirty seconds left because honestly she wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep this up much longer. Her body and mind were in a battle- he body wanted to cum and her mind wanted to panic but she fought off both by focusing on the two things they’d spoken of- her dominant and her breathing. When the toy went off she deflated some in relief but that’s when she noticed the others in the room. When he draped the robe over her small body and began untying her he may have noticed the fact that she was trembling slightly. She leaned in a bit closer to him and spoke very, very softly; her voice shaky, “... yellow.” She swallowed hard. “I n-need them to stop looking at me, Sir. Pl-please?”
He worked as quickly as he could to untie the knots around her thighs so he could bring her somewhere less public. The trembling didn’t go unnoticed. Luckily, he’d just undone the last rope when she spoke, and he reached up to cup her face, forcing her attention to him. “They will, sweetheart. We’re finished, and we’re going back to my room, just you and me. Just a tiny bit longer and we’ll be alone,” he assured her, keeping his voice low and calm. “Put your arms around me, sweetheart,” he urged, scooping the girl up easily to cradle her against his chest. “Close your eyes and listen to my heartbeat… match your breathing to that.”
She appreciated how skilled he was at untying the restraints which she’d barely been able to move in just moments ago. She focused in on him and nothing else once he was cupping her cheeks. His words settled inside her and she obediently slipped her arms around his neck, closing hazel eyes to tuck her face in against him. She listened to his heartbeat and concentrated on her breathing, doing what he had told her to do. They’d be out of here soon.
Mateo held her firmly in his arms, taking a moment to acknowledge the headmaster and headmistress before walking as quickly as he could out of the room. He made it back to his suite in record time, bringing Sawyer into the guest bedroom. “We’re alone now, sweetheart,” he murmured to her, sitting down on the bed, keeping her in his lap for the moment.
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