Julia laughed, shrinking in her small body with the shudder of the loud laughter. She had my height and her body a little fuller. Even covered by a blue Baby Doll, I still remembered her exposed breasts for anyone who wanted to touch."It happens more often than you think," she said, then inspired deeply and turned to its owner. "Master Sam, can we dance?Master Sam squeezed his eyes on her, and turned to Zachary. He touched me lightly, just to get my attention."Do you want to dance? "He asked.Even if the beat was the perfect rhythm for what I liked, I was avoiding getting too close to the people who saw me being taken by Zachary at a table, so I had not considered the offer until that moment."I want to," I said, moving away from his arm. I waited for him to take my hand and take me, but it was Julia who caught her, guiding her to the curve of her elbow.His master looked at the edge of the track, just over twenty steps from where we were."Don't go beyond that," he warned, casting
"That's..." my voice was muffled when a scream echoed within my reach. “ Insane.Zachary studied my face, no smile emerging his lips, just caution."It may seem shocking to someone outside the scene," he said softly. " But I guarantee that, for some of them, pain is as necessary an instrument as a sex toy.I swallowed dry, fighting against the urge to look at the man on the cross once again. What kind of crucifixion was that, anyway?"It doesn't seem very comfortable," I said, hugging myself. It was that kind of thing that made me think twice about BDSM. I definitely wasn't ready for anything like that. The simple idea of seeing me on that cross..."Re Relax," Zachary murmured, and soon his fingers slid up and down in my arms. My body had somehow cooled down in the last twenty seconds. "The Saint Andrews cross is not only used for severe pain.I shook my head, holding my breath.“I want to leave.Zachary took a step, his heat reaching me like a breath."You're not ready to leave yet,
"Don't think too much," he said, pushing my thighs to open my legs. “Tay how you feel now."Wet" I let out in a moan, and blinked suddenly when I heard his laughter. “ Érr... I feel good, actually.He stopped his hand on my left thigh, bending his fingers down."I wouldn't expect less from a body that responds so well to me.I opened my mouth to hit, dissatisfied with your statement, but your lips found mine quickly, and my head turned under your dominion once again.The desire that grew in my body was so strong that it hurt, it forced me to pull his shoulders and try to touch every part that was not yet in contact. His lips pulled mine, massaging them gently with his intoxicating breath taking my breath. His tongue dipped in my mouth, provoking mine.And I completely softened in his strong hands, his perfume that doped me and awakened simultaneously, my heart beating so fast that I seemed to have just run a marathon. Urgency and intensity dueling in my body.Slowly, he let his forehe
Julia found a place on her owner's lap when he returned, and I found myself in front of a couple with an enviable familiarity. It bothered me more than any torture scene. I'm tired of waiting. I stood up and turned away, going through half the aisle until I found Zachary returning alone.His look was still a little dark, but his smile relieved the knot in my stomach. He had asked me to stay in that place, after all. I didn't know if it fit into disobedience, and I was afraid to ask. Especially after seeing him drag a man with a single arm, revealing nothing on his face hardened by anger."Come on," he asked, stretching one hand.When I held your fingers, I thought it would take me down, contributing to my desire to return home. But he walked to the door of the room where he gave me a shower and threw us inside with soft steps. His arms surrounded my body comfortably in a hug. I didn't realize I needed one before he did it.His arms warmed and protected me, just as the stiffness in his
I didn't say anything. Not because I was confused between obeying or exposing my needs, but, honestly, words were missing to contradict the intensity of that look that shook my bones. I expected my sigh to be good enough, distracting enough, as he surrounded me with his natural authority.Zachary didn't wait for an answer before lowering the other strap of my clothes and slowly bending down, always looking at me, while pulling the fabric out of my legs."What's your safe word, sub? "He asked, throwing the sweater on the bed.My mind didn't falter this time.“Red.He smiled, wicked and proud. "If you are very scared or hurt, shout your word for sure. I will push your limits totally, bunny, but I guarantee you will beg for more.I didn't have time to focus on his emphasis on screaming, because he touched my breasts again, grabbing them as if checking the weight. His satisfied smile made me sure of that suit, as I arched to the touch, moving my shoulders so that my breasts would jump tow
"Deprivation of senses," he said, displaying the blindfold between his fingers. "You will only have your Touch to identify the way I'm giving your pleasure. For your comfort, I will not use gags, but you are not allowed to speak beyond your safety word. Was it clear, Sub?My breathing stopped. That seemed too serious... However, I was not able to consider a negative, my head waved in confirmation and my lips loosened:“Yes, sir."I'm proud to be awarded with your trust, Bunny. "My eyes found the sincere brown in his eyes, and I felt a little better. As much as a person tied by his arms and legs could in such an accessible position, but even while I ignored my fear, I didn't think about going back in my words.I was sure that I would participate in any activity he proposed to me, as long as his hands were on me as soon as possible.He left the blindfold on the bed and began to unbutton his shirt, so slowly that I almost whimpered. His muscles were even better to be seen in person. Tigh
I didn't listen, however, I could swear that his laughter echoed on each of the walls of that room. Then the bed moved, and a moment later, his lips were very close to my entrance, where he blew; innocent and slow. But the effect of the breath was not so innocent for someone clutched with something that froze like ice cubes with the help of oxygen. My world broke in two, while my intimacy woke up with a deep spasm. My chin crashed into the bed when I let go of my head, opening my mouth in a mute scream.Fingers found my ass, and still with the artificial ice spinning my head, I felt something being gently pushed into my anus. I got tense, and I tried hard not to scream when the movement drove the slippery and hard thing into me. It didn't hurt, but it was strange. Wrong. And it adjusted so easily that it scared me. My body relaxed while settling into the strange object, and I waited for Zachary to remove my phone to ask a question, but he remained silent and serene with his thighs rub
Going back to work was my first decision when I woke up that Wednesday.Not even Tristan was persuasive enough to keep me at home, and I deliberately ignored each of his efforts to distract myself while talking about his story about demons. He wanted me to help him in a chapter where his blocking had required more than one version to be written, and even when I recited excerpts that formed in my head as if the story was originally mine, he tried to convince me that leaving the house was a bad idea that day.My medical certificate allowed me another week of rest, but I couldn't stand still. At home I would have to keep Tristan company and his strange writing habits, or I would sink into the room and spend hours texting Zachary. None of those options were appropriate to stabilize my dignity.So, I waited for Tristan to be distracted by his notebook and prepared to go out, passing as furtively as possible through the room. He only noticed my lack when I was already entering the empty nig