Maddie listened quietly to the way Rory moved about the suite. All of the sounds were so very familiar and in a way, that in itself was comforting. When the other girl motioned for her to follow, she wasted no time, crawling behind her into the bathroom. She knew better than to rise from her knees without permission. They’d been through so much together that things of that sort became second nature. The glimpse or two she took of the Switch showed just how much weight she’d lost but Madison kept her mouth shut because she at least knew from the check ups that the Doctors on campus were well aware of her condition. Rory was still the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen.
Rory ignored the looks. She was use to them by now that they didn’t really matter to her anymore. She didn’t really care too much what peole had to say about her condition at this point. She had told everyone that needed to know, other than Maddie. She was able to figure it out on her own. Probably the only person who was able to figure it out on their own. Rory shook the thoughts from her head and stepped inside the shower, motioning for Maddie to follow her. She grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back against the tiled wall, the same smirk from before teasing at the corners of her lips. “What’s your safe word?” She hadn’t needed the reminder in quite some time but if they were going to do this than she wanted Maddie to have the word in the forefront of her mind.
The sound of the Switch’s voice brought her out of a slight concentrated daze she’d been in and hazel eyes glanced up to take in the sight of the other. A soft blush tinted her cheeks a light shade of pink at the praise. She should be used to it by now, right? Nope, it still made her heart skip a beat or two. ”Yes, Miss.” She replied. The girl knew exactly what to do and didn’t need to be told. She crawled inside on all fours and paused, once the door was shut, only to remove every stitch of clothing from her body. She folded it up neatly and quickly and set it aside by her shoes. Once the little submissive was naked, she crawled into the bedroom and knelt by the side of Rory’s bed. All of her markings had faded except for the snowflake, the ‘mine’ and the, now white, marks along her spine. The rest of her porcelain skin seemed very much unmarked, like a canvas that just begged to be painted and colored in.
Rory allowed Maddie to crawl inside first before she followed behind her and let the door close behind them. She left Maddie alone to do her own thing and follow the instructions she already knew the follow. Rory went to check on Tinkerbell, not use to leaving her alone for an extended period of time anymore. She made sure her pet was fed and locked in the kitchen before she stripped out of her clothes and went to take a quick shower. She started the water and then went to her bedroom and motioned for Maddie to follow her.
Madison hadn’t expected anything when she’d sent that message to Rory. She always wanted to spend time with her but she took what she could get and she knew that she’d spent the other night watching Tink and therefore might not see her all weekend. She was used to it. But as their conversation led down the path that it did, her heart beat a little faster and a smile came to her lips. A weekend of being hers. In her mind she’d already devoted herself to Rory, aside from exams and other mandatory things of the sort. She knew she had an hour but if Rory happened to get off a few minutes early she wasn’t about to take her chances. Thirty minutes before, she headed up, knowing she might be on her knees for a long while. The tiny brunette liked being on her knees for Rory. She waited patiently and cleared her mind.
Rory was always pleased when she didn’t need to seek out the attention of a submissive and they came to her. It meant they needed and wanted her. She would much rather have them offer up their submission rather than have her ask for it or it be a spur of the moment thing. She wanted to plan out things so there would be less hiccups that way. It was all she could think about during the last part of her shift and she was sure her bosses could tell that she was distracted but they said nothing about it. Rory was more than glad when they her go and she nearly rushed back to campus. She took the steps two at a time before she got to her floor and needed to slow down. The corners of her lips twitched at the sight of Maddie already on her knees in front of her door. “Good girl.” Once she reached her, Rory ran her fingers through the dark strands of hair and swiped her door open. They had been through this plenty of times. “I suspect you know what to do by now.”
PM: It scares me because not being able to breathe is a fear I’ve had since I was really little, I’m honestly unsure of why maybe because I associate not breathing with death. Nothing too traumatic happened to give me that fear. I’d like to get over it because I hear it can be fun and a useful tool in scenes. Also because I would like to work through most of my soft limits because it’s healthy to confront your fears and try to work through the uneasiness they bring. Maybe one day if I can work through things like soft limits I can learn to confront bigger demons.
PM: Noted. Now explain to me why you trust me enough to do it.