Withering Ivy: Chapter Thirteen (Patreon)

"You were gone too long," Grace whispered.

My fluttering eyes barely registered who it was that looked down at me until my eyes adjusted to the morning light. She was brighter than the sun, her smile contagious as I wrapped my arms around her neck and melted into her as she let her nails run up my back and into my hair where she kept me in place. "I was so sad when you weren't home." I let my nose feel her ear. "Where were you?" I asked

"Don't worry about it munchkin." She smiled through my confusion and unclipped my harness before sliding out of my bed. "I have a surprise for you." Her bare feet carried her to the corner of the room where she picked up a basket and a blanket. "I was thinking you and I could go on a picnic. You can tell me all about your trip." I couldn't have said yes faster. The ticking of the clock showing the hours we had slept through the morning allowing us to enjoy the hot sun that was already out to play. She had dressed me in one of the new sundresses Amelia had "picked" out and even matched the colors to her shirt and pants that radiated spring. Her sunglasses covered most of her expressions as she laid the blanket out by the pond.

There was a slight breeze that blew my hair to the side as I looked out at the water, tadpoles were growing their legs and taunting the bigger fish which stayed hidden while I smiled at the scene. I had never imagined my life out of the city but now I couldn't imagine moving back there. The cars, the people, and the factories hide the true beauty of what the earth provided. I had to even admit, not once had I ever seen any person cross my path that was able to compete with nature other than Grace. In the grand scheme of things, it was easy to compare the woman she had come to know. Amelia Winslet was a movie star who knew her worth. She was always ready for the red carpet and dazzled everyone in her sight. Grace was the movie character she played. Easy to love and effortlessly what you wanted to be.

Even when I turned to see if the blanket was ready I was embarrassed to see Grace smiling at me, her lips curved to the side as she laid on her side. She had been there for a while she had found a spot that she was comfortable in and the food was already laid out. I only wished I could see her eyes underneath her sunshades. "I'm sorry."

The blonde shook her head as if it wasn't an issue she even entertained before taking a plate and lining it up with the varieties of fruits and cheeses.  "I just wish I knew what you were thinking."

I didn't want to tell her it was...her. "This was sweet of you."

Handing the plate to me and licking her thumb that had smudged some jam, Grace smiled again. She must have been thinking more than she was letting on as well. "Amelia told me you did good and we both agreed you deserved a treat. I even had her agree to let you drink some juice." She watched me bite into a cracker before continuing. "I'm so proud of you Ivy."

Heat ran to my cheeks and I couldn't keep the blush away. As much as I tried turning my head away from her so she wouldn't notice she would follow my face. I didn't realize how close together we were sitting. Her arm rested behind me like a barrier from the rest of the world and her eyes looked nowhere else. "She let me ask some questions," I whispered, my curiosity stopping my embarrassment for only a second but returned as Grace let her hand come up to my hair and brush it away, her flesh touching mine as she caressed my cheek and went to my shoulder where she rubbed. "She said she liked to have her name on my collar but you were the one who liked to hold my leash."

Grace's voice had dropped along with her hand. My words had not been anticipated and she showed it by adjusting her glasses. "She told you that?" She gave another smile like nothing was wrong. "I just like order is all."

I was becoming braver. "Ms. Winslet doesn't seem to care if I wear my leash or walk a certain way. Only you do." My eyebrows furrowed. "And she doesn't really care about my schedule or what I do."

Grace laughed and made me turn my face to her. She has taken off her sunglasses now and our noses almost touched. "She doesn't care because it's not her job. It's mine." I'm not sure why my skin jumped as she breathed me in but I did. I even felt my breath catch as her lips brushed past mine, only stopping at my cheek where she left a small kiss. That seemed to be what she had been waiting for. The bridge that she was having trouble crossing because once that simple kiss had been placed her back arm that had only been resting wrapped me up to pull me closer and her free hand down my leg to my calf where she squeezed. "It's my job to make you the prettiest baby doll you can be." She whispered into my ear. Chills rose on my skin as she was contemplating moving where her lips rested.

I could have enjoyed the spot we were in forever but of course, there had to be something. A force in nature maybe or a reminder that we were only hidden by a few trees. A bug, I'm not sure what kind. A new perhaps found its way to me. My lifted dress gave the insect a perfect spot to sting as hard as it could. My instinct was the jump and scream even though I could have been like that forever. It obviously made the older woman scared as she jumped back and began looking over me with wide eyes. She kept asking what was wrong but I could only point to the red spot that began to swell on the side of my thigh.

Grace was what you imagined her to be in that situation. A light of calm shushed me and kissed my cheek again before she took my leg again to examine it. "Just the cons of a beautiful spring day isn't it?" She said. Her preparedness never went unnoticed as she took the rest of the stuff out of the picnic basket and laid it out beside me. I had never considered myself weak, maybe it was because I knew I was the one who had to take care of most things but with her I couldn't help but let a little tear leave my eye. "Sweet girl I'm so sorry." She rubbed some white medicine on the area even though it hurt to touch. "How bad does it hurt?"

"For some reason, it hurts a lot," I said. The back of my hand wiped away my feelings as she tilted her head and gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm just a baby."

"The cutest one I've ever seen." She smiled and pinched my cheek leaving me to break Into my own grin. It was a constant soreness that radiated from my thigh but as she kissed my cheek again I found it was distraction enough.

"When you do that I don't feel it anymore. All I feel is you."

Grace was on her knees in front of me, her blue eyes looking between my brown ones as she gulped away feelings I couldn't read. She was thinking again because she looked down at my feet that lay near her before scratching the top of her head. "Maybe I can help distract a little longer."

I wasn't sure what she meant by that but I smiled and nodded. Whatever it was I trusted her, even when she laid me down on my back and lifted the bottom of my dress. With Ms. Winslet, I had been more anxious to have her see me but Grace had seen it all, there wasn't a nervous bone in my body when my bottom half became exposed to her, not even when she put her thumbs into my underwear and began sliding them down my legs, careful not to graze my swollen bite. Most of myself was just in awe while I watched her while she was more observant of what was around us.

It wasn't until I saw her looking around like she didn't want to get caught that I wondered if what we were doing was wrong. For some reason, I hadn't considered that before, in technical terms I was Amelia's property, not Grace's. Would she get in trouble if  Ms. Winslet happened to step outside and see me bare in front of her employee? The blonde one with loving eyes and soft hands. If that was something to make her mad I'm sure what came next would make her furious. Grace had gotten down lower and kissed my center the same as she did my cheek. I felt myself instantly lubricate and in turn, Grace had something to clean.

She began to flick her tongue and I automatically sat up. The feeling was so intense that I almost pulled away as her tongue flattened against me. I couldn't even look around for her to make sure we were alone because my eyes had rolled back. Her eyes watched me as she licked my pink flower like it was the most delectable thing she had ever eaten. Even better, when her tongue pushed inside of me she was moaning almost louder than me. It vibrated and made me shake as something big built up. Again, I tried to squirm away. She held me down and adjusted herself so she could hold me easier. Her eyes were now closed as she licked, sucked, and ate.

The feeling built and I was almost in tears with how good only her tongue was making me feel. She was right, it was distracting. So distracting that I didn't notice her stop and rummage for my underwear. "Put them back on, hurry." I did as I was told. My mind was still fuzzy, my cheeks were still red, and my center was still unsatisfied. Grace was just as frazzled as she put some fruit in her mouth and began putting things up. There was a car coming up the driveway. Fortunately, there was no way anyone could have seen us without looking but it seemed to be important.

I stood up feeling the sting of the bite come back and watched the woman pick up the basket and cover her front. She was hiding something, something that reminded me of Ms. Winslet. Did she look the same as her? Why would she hide it? "Let's go back to the house it's time for your nap." Her breath was rough and she barely looked at me as she led me up the small hill. We hurried, my small steps not as fast as her larger strides but as we made it to the house she pulled me to the side and whispered in my ear. "Don't tell anyone about that Ivy."

She was serious. So I agreed.

"If you are good and listen to me, maybe I can finish what I started later." The hair on my neck stood as she used her fingers to trace my spine and stop at my lower back. Her grasp held onto my dress so I wouldn't move as a man wearing a black suit left Ms. Winslet's office. "Good day." She said to him as the front door shut. My master came out soon after with a scowl on her face. She needed Grace. "Let me put her to bed and I'll be in with you shortly the blonde said. A nod left the brunette as a call came to her phone.

I was led to my room after that, the covers waiting to wrap me up as Grace clipped me into my harness. It has begun to be comfortable for me. I laid down without saying anything and she tucked me in like she would any other day. "I'll come get you in an hour." Was this the same woman who was moaning into my vagina only five minutes earlier? Could she still taste me? I could still feel her. I squeezed my legs and she smiled before turning the camera to face the window for a moment. She bent down and kissed my cheek again. Her hand groped what was already throbbing. "I'll be back for that."