A Dangerous Sub (gxg)

Forty-Eight

Sometime later

Joslyn studied Amberle as she sat beside her on the bed, the adulation that was well deserved permeated, flattering like butterflies in her stomach. Over the last few months, the brunette had grown to become a very orderly person, she was more polite and improved on a lot more things that she didn't want to do. The way she'd grown to follow rules and do what was expected was a beautiful transformation. Not that Joslyn tried to take away her identity but more like improve. She was now able to be trusted with tasks and had a steady job.
She even started therapy and would often reach out to her relatives, not for their sake but for her peace of mind. To be able to forgive them for whatever they did and move on from it was her goal and the woman was always there to encourage her.

Staring into the girl's florid face, Joslyn noted the lust that never subsided, she liked it. The way Amberle would look at her as if she was the only person her eyes could see.

"Do I have your permission to ask a question?" Amberle asked, standing up to show the woman her fishnet tights and the small underwear beneath it.

"Are you pleased with my particular choice of clothing?" She asked with a playful smirk and the woman grinned while observing the girl's half-naked body. Everything was to her liking, the thin pieces of fabric accentuated by her perfect legs, the matching underwear and bra, with the lace material, gave a little view of what lay beneath. Her wavy hair was free, spiralling around her pretty face, she'd kept it short.

"Yes, and you're such a good girl for remembering to wear your collar," Joslyn replied going over to the girl and grabbing her by the leather leash, Amberle smiled.

"Thank you," she purred

"Mmhm," Joslyn hummed. She pulled the young woman into her embrace, bending her head down to her level, she tugged the leash that hung from her collar and held her close. The girl hummed, offering her lips for the woman to engulf in a passionate kiss. They tasted one another, revelling in the taste of the divine sweetness of the sinful things they knew was coming.

She was hooked to Amberle, ever since the first day she saw her wild-eyed and challenging, she captured the woman's interest. What a beautiful thing it was, submitting to her charms. Joslyn was happy that she chose to keep her as her love, she was elated that she chose her to turn to when all hope was lost. She couldn't ask for anything better in life, she had a family and happiness, and not the kind that she needed to feign to feel good.

Before Joslyn couldn't imagine a life where she was happy both privately and publicly but now she was-all was well and to think it all started because of one day in a courtroom. That is to say, never judge anything based on its beginning, because somewhere along with the line things might shift, it always does and whether you expected it or not the outcome will tend to differ from the start.

Sigh...

Yeah, it's the end, yeah it's completed, no I probably won't do a sequel 👀...yall could imagine the rest if yall liked 💀.. and you know what, despite ignoring me begging yall to stop reading these, thank you for reading this story I wrote 3 years ago high off boredom...y'all a lil nasty in the comments but I appreciate it... Anyway goodbye...