Talia had been through too much for me not to respect her wishes though. All I needed was a taste. I couldn't leave without feeling those lips against mine. My body wouldn't allow it. And oh how soft she had been, every bit as much as I had imagined. On the drive home, I tried to distract my mind from sex by thinking about the curriculum I'd put together for her. In truth, I didn't know much about being a Domme. I mean I'm sure it's not much different from being a Dom, but trying to see things from the feminine side was a bit strange. Maybe it was best to approach it from a gender-neutral aspect, to tell her the basic rules and let her take it from there. When I got home, I turned on my computer and started doing research. Most of the stuff I knew by heart already, but it would be good for her to have paper references. I killed an ink cartridge printing out contracts and rules and lists, everything I could find that was relevant and real. The task took me until almost three o'clock in the morning, and by that time I was too exhausted to jack off, though I still tried.
