Submissive Heart (BDSM Love Story)

Blast to the past

I sat in class and twittled my thumbs. I was bored in my highschool's advanced math class. The rest of the class was diligently taking notes about whatever topic the teacher had been feeling that day. Mr. Callahan was a short little man who's mind flitted about like a little bird. He was a very bright man who had been teaching for longer than I had been alive.

A strong knock came at the door. I looked up and saw the principals stern face looking through the window. "Mr. Callahan, may I speak with you for a moment?" Principal Grey looked like he was giving an order, not asking a question.

"Of course, try some practice problems." Mr. Callahan forced a smile to us and went to talk to the principal in the hall.

I watched him walk out and almost immediately the rest of the students started whispering. "Angel, you think they're going fire the old bastard?" A tall boy smiled and whispered in my ear.

"I can't imainge they would." A girl in front of me rolled her eye. "He's a perfect example of what not to be in old age." They continued to hiss and gossip. I continued to wonder what caused him to be called out into the hall.

Mr. Callahan walked in followed by a very beautiful girl. She was tall with large breast and long flowing black hair. Mr. Callahan smiled and cleared his throat. "This is our new student, Nyda." She smiled. "I want you all to make her feel welcome."

Mr. Callahan directed her to sit beside me and began to write on the board. He started a whole new topic. I found myself looking at Nyda. She had long beautiful lashes. Her eyes were a hard chocolate brown fixed on the board. her lips were a strong red.

"A picture would last longer..." Nyda smiled slightly and looked at me. "Aren't you going to fall behind.?"

I shook my head and showed her my notes. "He showed us this two weeks ago. Same problems and everything." I smiled and felt my finger running up and down the pages in my note book.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" She spun her pencil in her hand and turned to face me.

"You're beautiful..." I blushed and bit my lip. "I can't keep my eyes off of you..."

"I'll make you a deal," she tilted her head slightly and looked me up and down. "I'll be your friend, but I don't want to hurt you. So that's all we could ever be." She smiled warmly. "I'd also need you to help me with math."

I giggled and nodded. "Sure. Let's be friends."

....

I didn't know who looked more ready to take Peter's head off, Justin or Meg. They both seemed to mutually hold each other back for the sole purpose of wanting to be the one to knock his teeth down his throat. Kasey being the voice of reason had placed herself between them. Carl squeamishly looked between the Doms and sub.

"I told you if you ever got out and came near Angel again, I'd-" Justin was cut short by me clearing my throat. "Angel? Why didn't Nyda keep you back there?"

I took a rep breath. "I'm never going to overcome something if I can't face it. Please... Let me face this..."

Justin nodded.

"You let your sub call the shots?" Peter sneered and glared at me. "You could never say no to me, Angel. I said jump, you didn't even question it." Peter smiled. "There's always a special place in a sub's heart For their first Dom. Isn't that right?"

Before I knew quite what I was doing my palm had made the connection with his face. I had put enough force into it to cause his over-inflated ego to pop. He appeared to be more shocked than hurt. Justin pulled me back.

"You stupid whore.!" Peter spat at me and growled. "You should be grateful I ever considered you worth more than dirt!"

"I know I'm worth more than that." I smiled at him. "Claire sure as hell made sure of that." The one thing I had never had the guts to say to him.

His mother had married someone shortly after we graduated. Her husband had a daughter named Claire. My first. Although, the marriage only lasted a few months, in that time the story of me and Claire had completely covered his brain.

"She was better than you could ever dream of being." I pressed myself into Justin and wrapped my arms around him. Peter looked at me angrily and stormed off.

"Angel..." Justin looked down at me questioningly. "What was that?"

"Well..." I blushed and looked at the floor. "Before I met Peter I might have been involved with the girl who would be his step-sister for like five months...." I tentatively looked up at Justin. "if it's any consolation... You're my favorite..."

"We're going to talk about this at home."