50 shades of dilaurentis

chapter 9

"Hey, it's me."

alison turned her chair back and forth, listening to the smooth voice on the other end.

She was back at work, almost a week from her second training session with emily. The training session that left emily sensitive and worn out for a couple of days, and left alison lost in her thoughts.

alison saw so much potential in emily.

Initially, that was the thing that attracted her to the brunette in the first place. alison knew deep in her heart that there was just something about emily.

Something so natural, something beautiful.

Which was exactly what alison had been searching for. Something that set one submissive apart from the rest.

alison looked for the submissive who yearned to be obedient. She wanted a woman who genuinely wanted to give up that kind of control. However, she hoped for that woman to be natural, inexperienced, and willing to be taught despite her subconscious obedience.

alison felt that that woman was obviously emily, and then some.

emily was absolutely clueless as to where her submissive nature came from or how far it went, yet she began accepting and understanding it with an ease that most of alison's most experienced encounters hadn't even come close to.

It was exhilarating, and baffling.

Of course it made alison happy and gave her a certain thrill. It also caused her to become sexually attached to emily in a truly dynamic way.

A way that felt like a bomb, waiting to explode.

It was slightly frightening for alison. Because it was staring to seem like the premise of some type of unseen relationship. The feelings that ran within her were increasing rapidly everyday. So much that they started to make alison impatient. They made it harder for alison to stay controlled and even more difficult to keep the level of dignity that she perfected with her submissives for so long.

Of course, emily was still rough around the edges. Making mistakes came natural with being a submissive, but emily's mistakes were accompanied with actions that almost made alison wonder how naturally obedient emily really was.

That type of progress, caused alison to assume that emily's training could maybe come to an end faster than she planned.

Which caused alison to come to a conclusion that she usually wouldn't come to so early in an agreement. A conclusion that she wasn't so sure about.

So she called for a second opinion.

"Well, it's none other than the alison dilaurentis. To what do I owe this pleasure? Have you done away with your new project already?"

alison laughed at cece's antics, smiling at the woman's playful tone.

"cece, my love. Your jealousy is delicious...but wrong, once again. I was actually just calling to have a particular talk with you about my "project" whose name is actually emily. I expect you refer to her as such, from now on."

cece whistled. "Ooh, yes ma'am. Someone is awfully attached to their new toy. I assume training is going well then?" alison could hear the curiosity in cece's voice underneath her teasing.

"Training has been...exciting. Full of surprises, actually." alison picked up a pen and twirled it between her fingers as she spoke. She assumed "surprises" was an accurate term to describe emily's behavior to her friend.

"Surprises you say? That's not a word one here's often regarding a submissive...were they bad surprises?"

"Not necessarily. We've had two training sessions, cece. I've been trying to take it slow, focusing on the basics..."