As if I had been watched, a door on the opposite side of the room opened shortly after I got settled. Breathing deeply, I caught his scent. That unique smell that was dark and earthy and unlike anything else I’d ever smelled wrapped around me making me close my eyes in pleasure. When I opened them again, there was a pair of glossy dress shoes directly in front of me. I hadn’t heard him move and jumped at the unexpected sight.
“Precious, do you have problems following instructions?” The voice I’d dreamed about was exactly as I’d remembered sending a shiver of excitement down my spine.
“No, sir,” I murmured in response.
“Then tell me, why are you still fully clothed?” His shoes disappeared from my view and I started to turn my head to follow, but he snapped out harshly, “I didn’t tell you to move.”
Immediately, I dropped my eyes to the floor again. Hearing the authority in his voice made me want to squeeze my thighs together; my pussy clenched.
“Good girl.” He patted me on the head, letting me know that he was standing behind me. “You may now look up. And I am still waiting for an answer.”
Lifting my head, I fought the temptation to turn and look at him. A black silk cloth was dropped in front of my face. I knew what it was and it made me straighten my back a bit more. “Sir, why am I being blindfolded? I would like to look at you since I have yet to see your face.”
“And I would like to know why you felt the need to disobey my orders.” The soft cloth was brought to my face and deftly tied behind my head, completely blocking my sight.
“I thought it was inappropriate to be naked with a man I had only met once,” I calmly answered.
“I will not cause you to come by any harm that is unwanted.” I heard the soft swish of his slacks as he moved around me.
Any harm that is unwanted. That part kept repeating in my head. Swallowing hard, I wiped my dewy palms on my pants again. “I don’t want any harm done to me.”
“Have you already forgotten the first thing I told you to remember?” He said in a husky tone near my ear.
“No, sir. I’m sorry. I’m just overwhelmed, sir.” Again I felt a soft pat on the head.
“We will take it one step at a time, Precious. I will prepare you for each and everything that is going to be done to you before hand. There will be no unexpected surprises. You need to trust me. The more you trust me, the more enjoyable it will be.” His voice came from directly in front of me.
“I don’t know you. Why should I trust you?” Again, I felt like I should have thought my actions through more, but curiosity made me want to see where things were going.
“You shouldn’t.” The tone of his voice sent a chill down my back.
Chapter 6
John
Alix asked all the right questions, although she’d put herself in danger’s path by meeting up with an unknown man, alone in a room with him. She was also feeling me out and testing me.
Smiling, I lifted her chin with a knuckle. “I will earn your trust. If you will let me, that is.”
It took her a moment before she licked her lips and nodded.
“Good girl.” I stepped back from her and folded my arms over my chest. “Tell me. What is it that you desire? What are you absolutely not willing to do?”
“I’m not sure, sir. I’ve never done anything like I saw people doing in the big room.” Her voice was soft, unsure.
“I’m going to list things. You tell me yes or no or if you are curious to find out.” Clearing my throat, I started with the most simple things and what she may have had experience with. “Spanking?”
“Yes.”
“With paddles?”
“Yes.”
“Floggers?”
“Yes.”
“Spanking by hand?”
“Yes.” She let out a lusty sigh.
“Spanking with a belt?”
“Maybe.”
“Whip?”
“No. I don’t think I could handle that.”
“Okay. How about a crop?”
“Yes. Oh yes,” she purred with a dreamy smile.
“Bondage?”
“Yes.” She smiled as she replied.
“Clamps?”
“Maybe?” Her voice wavered.
“Clothespins a maybe as well?”
“Yes, sir. I’m willing to try it.”
“Gags?”
“Maybe.”
“Humiliation?”
“No.”
“Noted. Wax play?”
“Maybe. I’ve wanted to try it, but it scares me.”
“Nothing to be afraid of, Precious. How about piercing play?”
“No. Absolutely not.”
“Fisting?”
“Maybe.”
“Anal play?”
“Um… Yes?”
“We will explore it. Temperature play?”
“Yes.”
“Almost done. Violet Wand?”
“I don’t know what that is, sir.”
“Electrical play?”
“No. Please, no.”
“Sense play?”
“Possibly.”
“We will start small and go from there, based on your reactions.” As eager as I was to get my hands on her body, I had to know her limits. That alone would help me earn her trust and not surprise her. “First, though, tell me what made you come back?”
“You, sir. The way you touched me like you knew me. Your hands knew my body even though they’ve never touched it. Your voice had me panting with just a few whispered words. I had to know if it was a fluke or if it was you.” Her voice was confident and strong.
Yanking on her hair tie, I released her hair from the horrendous ponytail. I fisted my hand in the free-flowing locks, pulling her head back. “Don’t wear your hair pulled back unless I tell you to. Ever,” I purred into her ear.
“Sorry, sir,” she moaned, breathing fast.
“You’ll learn how to please me, Precious. Just as you’ll learn I’ll pleasure you unlike you’ve ever had before.” I knew I would be able to. The woman quickly fell into a submissive role when she’d never submitted before. She liked all of the things I liked to do to my subs. Yes, we would get a long quite well. Releasing her hair, I stepped back. “Stand. Head down. Shoulders back.”
Slowly, she stood and followed my orders.
“If you can’t take what I’m doing, you can say your safe word. The word you can say to make everything stop is edge. Do you understand? It tells me you are on the edge and can’t take any more. I will immediately stop when you say this word. Repeat the word to me.” I stared at her beautiful face from only inches away. The best idea I’d ever come up with had been to blindfold her. I could get as close as I wanted without worrying she’d see me. I didn’t want her to know who I was. I wanted to have this single thing as my own secret. My own jewel to enjoy. I didn’t want the questions that would come from her seeing me at the hotel, and my job, which always wore on every relationship I had. It had been too long since I had a submissive and something about this woman made it impossible for me to deny what I was any longer.
“Edge.” Her soft, feminine voice made the word seem so much sexier than it should have.
“Good. Don’t forget it.” Placing both my hands on her shoulders, I dragged them slowly down her arms until I gripped a wrist in each hand. “I am going to restrain you now.”
When she didn’t respond, I nipped her ear, earning myself another moan from her.
“You must respond when I ask you a question,” I demanded.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
“Now, tell me, are you okay with restraints?”
“Yes, sir.” She nodded her head in agreement as well.
Pulling both wrists behind her back, I wrapped them with a silk ribbon from my pocket just like the one over her eyes. Once finished, I tugged on the knot to show her how loose the ribbon was. Grabbing a pair of scissors from the wall, I walked in front of her. “You see, there is a reason why I asked you not to be wearing clothes. Naked would’ve been best, but panties would’ve worked as well. Since you didn’t follow instructions, I’m going to have to do it for you, which doesn’t make me too happy.”