Donovan tied the blindfold around Delilah's head as she stood in front of the toy table.

"Don't worry. Whatever you've said no to isn't on the table, but I have moved things around because you're ogling it so you've probably memorized the layout."

Delilah laughed, "I want to have it all."

Donovan stood behind her, tying a small knot in the cloth.

"What do you mean?"

Delilah smiled, "I want all of it on the table."

"The gag, too?"

"And the clamps."

"Delilah.."

"No! I want all of you!" Her little pout and stomping of her feet turned Donovan on, "I'm sure of it."

All of him...

Donovan untied her blindfold and stood in front of her, tossing the cloth behind them on the table.

"Why don't we take a break?"

Delilah looked confused, but she was also a little hungry and thirsty, even though they'd had a big meal hours before.

"I think I'd like that, but are you going to try and talk me out of what I want?"

Donovan grabbed her big, fluffy robe and his sweats.

Wrapping her up, he kissed her on the cheek before tossing his sweats on.

"Come on, Del," Donovan said, softly, taking her by the hand and exiting the room, "Let's get rested up."

Delilah sighed as she leaned into him. She was tired, but she wanted to have him all to herself and as much of him as he was willing to offer.

Settling at the table in the kitchen, Donovan poured them some juice and took out a meat and cheese tray, tossing a box of crackers on the table, as well.

"I love grape juice," Delilah said, "Seems so silly because I was such a good little Catholic girl living in Salem with my working class family and pretending the grape juice is wine."

"So, you do have a naughty streak?" Donovan winked.

Delilah smiled, as Donovan brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes,"You're just bringing it out of me."

Donovan nodded,"Perhaps, but it's always been there. I'm glad that you trust me, Del."

Delilah blushed,"I'm not sure I'll ever look at cherries the same way again, though."

Donovan grinned, knowingly, "We can use different fruits, too. I know you mentioned cherries in the email for the contract. I have been a novice before and didn't think to ask about allergies."

Delilah's eyes widened and she cupped her mouth with a gasp.

"What happened?!"

Donovan placed some cheese on a cracker and closed his eyes as if lost in thought.

"A young woman was allergic to peanuts and I spread peanut butter on her inner thigh."

Delilah scowled,"Wouldn't she have seen that or did she not know she was allergic?"

Donovan smiled at her, opening his eyes and shoving the cracker into his mouth,"She was blindfolded."

Delilah leaned back, folding a piece of cheese and taking a bite.

"I understand the contract better now. It was very in-depth."

"It was an interesting emergency room trip. She was alright and not mad at me, but I was with myself. My mentor doms taught me the ropes after that instead of me doing it all on my own."

Delilah smiled, "Well, I'm not allergic to peanuts so you can spread it all over me."

Donovan narrowed his eyes and smirked, "I plan on doing so much to you, Delilah. It might not happen this time around, but once I'm home again, you're going to be well-fucked."

Delilah blushed, her chewing becoming rapid as she downed a sip of juice.

This man made her pussy swallow her panties and she never in a million years thought that she'd be in a sub-dom relationship.

"Are you hurt at all? Sore?" Donovan asked, "We have quite some time, but I want to make sure not to hurt you."

Delilah gave a small grin, "I'm not too sore. The frozen cherries kind of felt like... a weird cold compress."

"That's partly why I do it," Donovan said,"I only want to answer your questions, too, Del. Talking about my past experiences might turn the mood sour."

Delilah waved her hands and laughed,"On the contrary, I don't mind. I like to know everything about you."

"I feel like I've known you for so many lifetimes already that maybe fate brought us together.." Delilah blushed,"I mean.. in this way... I guess... I'm sorry, I talk a lot when I'm nervous."

Donovan took her hand and placed her fingers against his lips.

"I know and I love that about you."

"You do?"

"I do. You're not fake with me and that's what I've dealt with. Obviously many women escape from their realities with me and they are fake, which is fine, but I've had some interest in a few women who... thought I was this reckless, bad boy dom..."

Delilah kept her hand on his face and leaned in,"Donnie, you are that, but you are also so much more."

"Do you really think so?"

"Oh, yes I do...very much so," Delilah told him, "I thought I was nothing the last few years with Brett, but... I mean, I had my friends and family, my kids who told me otherwise, but you've brought so much out of me I never knew existed."

Donovan pulled her into his lap, pushing the other chairs away and the table.

"Delilah, you're bringing out the soul of the man I once was.. the one I thought I'd lost forever...I know you won't physically be in Dubai with me, but rest assured I'm taking you with me right here.."

He placed her hand on his chest where Delilah could feel his heart beating rapidly.

"Whatever I'm feeling for you right now, I haven't felt in years for another woman and it's scaring the hell out of me."