"Thank you Neil." I smile standing up from my seat in the deserted lounge.

"You're doing amazing. Give yourself credit. You are strong. You also no longer have the same responsibilities you one had. It's ok to look out for yourself and be a little selfish." Our session began with last night's occurrence but it seems we've ventured deeper which I understand is a good thing. It's very interesting to go and be the patient. I guess when I go into therapy for a career I'll have a deeper understanding.

We exit the living room as I lead Dr Nigel Payne to the front door. To my surprise Dante is waiting while scrolling through his emails. Sometimes I'm tempted to throw that phone across a room but I understand how important his work is.

He hears our footsteps and tucks his phone in his pants pocket. Nigel approach's and they shake hands. Dante thanks him for coming over on such short notice to which Nigel responds "oh it was no problem at all." After a few more exchanges Nigel leaves waving goodbye to the two of us.

I somewhat find it funny that Dante's attitude constantly changes. When it comes to mafia business he's a cold blooded killer. Actually he used to be like that in general. Anyhow, I appreciate how he's polite when it's business involving me.

"are you excited to go Christmas shopping?" he asks with a sly smirk as he knows full well how excited I am.

"yes!! I haven't has a proper Christmas celebration since my grandparents! I'm also excited to buy everyone presents. I still have the money saved up from when I was a maid." he kisses the side of my head.

"baby, don't worry about money. I'll pay." I frown, I don't want his money.

"No. I want to pay." he sighs.

"fine, I'll only let you pay for your gifts if you give me a kiss." he puckers his lips making me laugh.

"I have to kiss you to use my own money?"

"Yes."

"Well that's dumb."

"Then don't kiss me and I'll pay."

"Fine." Getting on my tippy toes a peck him on the lips.

As I move away he grabs the back of my neck pulling me back towards him and our lips connect once again in a sensual kiss. I find myself gasping in surprise and he uses that to his advantage lacing his tongue with my own, swirling it within my every crevice of my mouth bringing fourth a pleasure only he can bring to me.

Dante pulls away and pats my butt "well let's get going then."

He turns on his heel and walks out the front door. What a tease!

We drive into town yet again. As normal I have control over the music. Today I'm feeling 'Good for you' by Selena Gomez. He wants to be a tease? Two can play at that game. Thankfully this cars windows are tinted from the outside. I don't think having them all tinted this dark is legal but then again it's not like Dante to stick to the law. Today though, it works in my favour.

I unbutton the top four buttons of my white blouse making my black lace bra visible. I feel his harsh side eye. I pay it no mind as I slowly move my hands down to my black skirt. I pull it up far enough to make my the end of my black stockings that are connected to my garter visible.

I cup one breast and move my hands down. Dante's rough calloused hands prevents mine from moving any further. "I see what you're doing, only I pleasure you're pretty little cunt until you release. You are playing a very dangerous game little one. Just because you've already been punished this morning doesn't mean I won't think twice about spanking your ass until it's beet red. Or maybe I'll fuck you so hard that you'll beg me to stop... I won't. I'll keep going until I see tears of pleasure and pain slide down you're precious cheeks."

He removes his hand and lightly brushes my now burning cheek. I don't know what he was trying to achieve with that statement, arousal is now pooling in my panties which only makes me want to touch myself more.

Oh. He's testing me. Pushing me to see if I obey. Sorry sir but I'm feeling in a 'bratty' mood today as you'd call it.

Ignoring his warning I proceed to move my hand under the waistband of my panties. I let out a deep sigh as I rub my fingers in between my wet folds slowly pressing one inside me. I bite my lip hard as I slowly rock against my own fingers while my thumb circles my throbbing clit. My eyes flutter close allowing the immense pleasure overtake my body.

The car comes to a sudden halt. My eyes open wide. We're on the side of the road. I'm scared to look to my left and see his face. I slip my hand out of my panties, adjusting my skirt as if it never happened.

I can feel his heated gaze one me but I refuse to look, instead I watch other cars pass us by wishing they would take me with them.

After what I believe is ten years off my life I can sense the movement of his hand. I jerk as I feel his hand grab my own. He brings it to him and takes the fingers I'd just used to pleasure myself into his mouth. He sucks all of my juices off and places my hand back in my lap.

We sit in silence for a moment longer. Of course it didn't last. "You know." He voices his thoughts aloud. "I've been thinking. It seems you quite like being spanked. I fear it may seem as though it's more of a reward than a punishment which is why you chose to disobey me just now." How does he read me like I'm an open book?

Am I that predictable?

Actually I don't want the answer to that.

Leaning over my body I get a whiff of his cologne. Fucking hell! I don't swear much but oh my goodness I am beyond turned on right now.

There's the sound of a click. He rummages around the compartment in front of my seat. What is he searching for? A gun? Surly I didn't misbehave enough for him to shove a gun down my throat and pull the trigger?

He leans back and closes the compartment. "Dante? What are you holding?" I inspect the weird pink object. It's an odd shape.

"Darling, this right here" -he gestures to the pink thing- "is a vibrator." I frown. It's a weird looking vibrator.

I know what I vibrator is. I've heard about them at school and from Bianca as she complains no man can seem to 'satisfy' her needs as well as her 'handy dandy vibrator Lewis'. Why did she name it? I have no idea and I did not want to ask.

I don't know why people don't just use their hands. For me it's done the job just fine. Although I much prefer Dante satisfying my needs.

"Precious? You with me?" I snap my gaze back to him and the vibrator.

"Yes."

"Good. Do you know what a vibrator is?" I nod my head before answering.

"Yes, I've heard about them at school and from Bianca." Dante grimaces at the mention of his sister and her vibrator. My bad.

He clears his throat. "Well I have made the decision that you are going to wear this today while we shop. I control the vibrations and the clit sucking" - he points to the smaller end of the vibrator- " feature on my phone. You are going to act like a good little girl while I bring you to the edge but don't allow you the release you crave. I told you, only I will be the one to make you cum. Now pull up your skirt."

With my still roses cheeks I bring my skirt up to my hips. "Now your panties." I move my panties down until I'm bare to his view.

"Mmm, I like this." He swipes his finger through my folds causing a whimper to fall through my lips. He proceeds to bring it up to his mouth licking the juices off his finger.

"I'm sorry sweetheart but the taste is just so addicting."

He hands me the toy and instructs me on how to place it. Then Dante pulls up my panties and helps me shimmy my skirt back down to its original place.

The feeling of the vibrator is a little uncomfortable but not bad enough for me to want to take it away. Not that I'd be allowed to. Dante starts the car back up again and we pull onto the highway.

Todays shopping trip is going to be an interesting one that's for sure.