She drew her hands behind her back and waited for his command.
“Come here.” He stepped to the left behind a mat.
She eased toward him. At first she thought this was new and exciting. Now she began to question whether this had been a smart move. Only because he had told her he’d stop if she asked was she willing to see what he had in mind. Images of him hanging her on the wall and impaling her with his big cock made her drip.
“Yes, Master?” Okay, that wasn’t a question, but she was new to this game.
Game? She thought of this as fun but Trax seemed intent on making sure she understood who was in control.
“You failed to completely disrobe.”
She’d been about to say that he hadn’t been specific, but wisely she chose to keep her trap shut for once. She bowed her head and inhaled, waiting to see what he would do.
He lowered one strap of her bra and leaned forward acting as if she was some kind of present he wanted to savor instead of a man who wanted to teach her a lesson. His tongue tripped over her shoulder blade and the urge to grab his shoulders and pull him closer raced through her. She reached out to touch his skin and enjoy the feel of his bulging muscles, when he grabbed her wrist.
“I can see this is going to take a long time. I don’t want you to move. Remember?”
“Okay.” Jeez. Had that been one of his rules? She couldn’t remember.
He lowered both straps and peeled the cups below her breasts. She looked up just in time to see his eyes widen as if seeing her nakedness excited him a lot. “So pretty.”
He thumbed her nipples and they immediately puckered. Her pussy was vibrating something fierce, and even she could smell her own arousal. He unhooked the back of her bra and lowered it down over her hands.
It didn’t surprise her when he placed the underwear on the other stack of clothes. She wanted to ask him what his issue was with things being messy, but she doubted he’d answer her.
A drawer opened, but with his body blocking her line of sight, she couldn’t see what he’d removed.
“Close your eyes.”
“Why, Master?”
He growled. “Commands are to be followed, not questioned. Is that clear?”
Not really, but if it meant the difference between getting his cock and not getting his cock, she’d agree. “Yes, Master.”
“Good.”
He stepped behind her and placed a blindfold over her eyes. A blast of panic sped through her. You trust him. She instantly touched the soft fabric to make sure she could remove it if she became too overwhelmed.
He pulled back her hair and his breath caressed her ear. “I know you want to ask why I need to blindfold you. Trust me when I say the sexual experience will be heightened if you do exactly as I say.”
She liked the sexual experience part and nodded. Being able to call a halt to this experience made her feel safe.
“Good.”
His careful and calm demeanor lulled her into thinking he might play with her nipples next. Wrong. He pulled back her wrists and bound them in seconds with more soft fabric.
Adrenaline spiked through her. After tugging on the straps and realizing she wasn’t going to get loose, she gave up. Now, her only chance at putting a halt to this was to say her safe word. In her heart, she trusted him to honor her wish if she used it.
Footsteps sounded across the room and then returned.
As each second passed, excitement rather than trepidation grew. What was he planning? Her level of trust surprised even her. When he dragged an unknown object across her breasts, her nipples distended.
“Master?” The word slipped out.
“It’s called a flogger. It’s made of the softest leather. One might liken it to a floor mop, but instead of coiled string, the ends are leather.”
The image sent a shiver of delight up her spine. Once more he lightly swept it across her nipples and they hardened further. He’d barely touched her, but the idea that she was basically his captive excited her.
“Rule number three. No matter what I do, you must not climax or there will be consequences.”
“Consequences, Master?” Understanding the full extent of her new world was important to her.
He grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and drew her so close that she could feel his breath on her lips. “Only because you are new will I forgive you. Do not question me again.”
She swallowed before nodding.
“Would you like a little taste of what I will do if you are bad?” He drew her bottom lip into his mouth.
Once more she nodded, but a second later thought maybe she shouldn’t have agreed so quickly.
He led her forward. She took small steps not wanting to trip over anything though she doubted he would have let her stumble.