Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

She didnt know what he was thinking, what he was going to do or what he would say. He was completely unpredictable and as she looked at him, suddenly feeling so small as she waited, Chloe really began to wonder if she could do this. That maybe she could get out of it really quickly. The thoughts of living a full-of-vanilla-sex with her boyfriend for life or until he dumped her were better than going through this. That he breaking up with her because on his trip he found some kinky whore would be more than willing to do all the things he liked because she was a true submissive bitch and Chloe was just the laughing stock. Shed rather face that than this. There it was then. That painful feeling inside of her that absolutely feared that. Losing Henry. She wasnt the kind of girl who lived her life solely for her man, or for a man, and didnt know how to coexist or even exist without one. No, she had always been an independent girl, took care of her family while she put herself through school because they couldnt really afford it and she was still paying off student loans but it was a lot easier than she expected it to be and even during college, she was more buried in her books than in her looks or her social life. For her twenty-first birthday, she was dragged out by her roommate and some girl friends who got her totally drunk. They told her that she made out with Kenny the bartender and all Chloe knew of that night as a memento were the really chapped and swollen lips she had because she had made out with Kenny the bartender practically all night long until she finally passed out. It was a year after she graduated from high school when she met Henry and she was in such disbelief that hed ever talk to a girl like her. She knew right off the bat. He was something dangerous that every girl like her could only fantasize inappropriately about being with and he was the dangerous and sexy beast that ravaged her for the first time ever a month later. She was hooked and he seemed to be hooked on her. She figured it was the idea of doing something as pure, innocent and virginal as she was that her sole sexual encounter before him was making out with Kenny the bartender when she was wasted out of her mind on her 21st birthday. Sad. Real sad. Shed bee with him long enough, with Henry, and she loved him. A girl like her would do anything for a man she truly loved and truly loved Henry, Chloe did. A small groan came from Chloe with how sharply he yanked on the chair which coincidentally and rather purposely brought her to her feet. Her hands pulled the soaked and sodden flaps of her shirt tightly pulled together. She was still cold but now she was kind of filled with a little bit of warmth just knowing that she may be going inside. She was looking forward to it, wanting it so badly, more than she ever wanted something in her life. However it was not exactly at all what he going to do. No, he felt the need to torture her even further and spray her with a high pressed and powered water from the hose. She squealed and her hands came in front of her as if trying to stop the water from touching her but obviously to no avail. It was a harsh hit to her breasts but then it felt kind of warm, though that was mostly because of the fact it was basically stinging against her already cold skin. Much to her surprise, she could actually hear him over the water, wiping her face as the water collected on it, causing her eyeliner to run even more until soon enough with the water and all the wiping of her face, there was no eyeliner left. Another squeal came from her, but not as loudly, as he lowered the hose to her stomach and legs and she panted softly, as the new sensation of cold licked through her. He explained the rules as he was doing this to her, her eyes going wide when she felt the rough stream at her crotch. Oh. Oh, that felt so good and she didnt want it to stop. She looked like she was really enjoying it too. In that moment, she had no idea what to do with her hands. She was kind of trying not to touch herself but at the same time completely distracted with the water and the fact he was spouting the rules, the rules that she had a feeling he wouldnt want to repeat again so she had to actually listen, despite her blooming desire now. Chloe took it all in, turning when he said to turn after the little motion and rather squealing again, she kind of moaned feeling the water against her back, backside and lower, the shirt she wore slung tightly to her slender frame. She took in all the rules, didnt argue and turned around slowly when the hose finally turned off and she looked at him. She was drenched, a little bit shaky still as the nighttime breeze washed over her while she was so wet and rather tentatively, moved to him and slowly got down onto her knees, facing him and looked at him. Her teeth were chattering a little bit and she forced herself to stop, swallowing hard and she nodded, looking down. Yes. Good, at least he got the point that it was only for a week. Even she knew that it was quite the predetermined answer to say that she wanted to be the third type. Chloe knew that going into this, she was so not the third type at all. The third type of submissive. She was the second. That was just so obvious that itd only be pathetic and sad to deny it. She just hoped to come out of this as the third type, the type that Henry wanted, the type she kind of wanted to be and the type that would just show that girls like Chloe had secrets too and it was those secrets she both feared and felt embarrassed for. The kind of secrets she would never want to admit to Henry she really liked and wished he wouldnt see her as a delicate little flower that had to be treated right into his boredom. The kind of secrets that she could be proud of and not feel embarrassed of and really enjoy. Truth was, she was excited for this. The other truth was she was terrified, nervous and incredibly anxious. Wasnt it allowed? She was about to tread unknown water. For all she knew there could be a mean and hungry shark with one hell of a bite. As she thought this, she looked up at Adam and all she saw was this big hungry shark or grizzly just ready to go CHOMP down on her. The very thought had her scared but also kind of deliciously tingling inside. It was all so twisted, so very twisted. Twisted, not stirred or shaken.