Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Almost poetic.
Come, where danger and eroticism meld, folding together in a seamless garment of pleasure and pain.
Come and lay your will at my feet.
Come to the threshold of ecstasy.
Come hard and often and without inhibition.
Rising, she shoots me an apprehensive glance laced with eagerness and fear. I point to the floor and assume the tone she knows to obey.
“On your knees, sweetheart.”
We have no time to fully enter into the dance of power play, but I can prime her for this evening.
Blinking, she drops to her knees uncertainly, caution in those mesmerizing depths.
I crook my finger at her. A silent command.
Prowling toward me like a lioness, her eyes never leave mine. I drop to one knee and wait for her. Every inch she closes between us makes my heart race faster, until she’s so close I can feel the vibration of her breath.
“Good girl,” I whisper, taking her hands so she kneels in front of me, I gently arrange them behind her back so that she arches, her full breasts nearly brushing my chest. “This is one of many ways you’ll present yourself to me. I will teach you, and we will practice. On your knees.”
“Hands clasped behind your back.” I trace my palms from her shoulders to her folded hands and clasp mine over hers.
“Head bowed down.” I grasp her chin between my thumb and forefinger and bend her head down, loving the way the light illuminates the vibrant hair that falls down in sheets of brilliance. I allow myself the briefest of touches, running my hand from the top of her head to the base of her neck. Smooth as satin, fragrant and beautiful, still slightly damp from her early morning shower.
“Knees spread apart.” Gently, I nudge her knees apart with the tips of my fingers. “You’ll hold this position whenever I give the command to kneel. Do you understand me?”
I lift her chin with my knuckle, raising her eyes to mine, and when she nods, I lower my mouth to hers, just the whisper of a kiss before I pull away.
I’ll leave her wanting.
Standing, I take her hand in mine and tug so that she gets to her feet, a full head shorter than I am.
“You leave in minutes,” I tell her. “Later tonight, we’ll pick up where we started. Strip.”
She’s obeyed so well, I’m a bit surprised by her hesitation, but when she doesn’t obey, I smack her ass on instinct. It’s all she needs, before she quickly begins to undress. There’s question in her eyes, but I have no time to ease her into this. When her clothes lie in a puddle on the floor, I take her by the hand and lead her to the small room off of my main office. I have to look away; she’s so beautiful and we don’t have time for the ways I want to worship that body of hers.
We will.
Here, in the walk-in closet I’ve had built beside the bathroom and workout area, her clothes await.
“You’ll dress in what I give you to wear,” I tell her. “This is your outfit for today.”
“I… will you… am I allowed to speak?”
“Of course,” I tell her. “Unless I’ve given you the instruction not to. But I haven’t yet, so you may.”
“Will you dress me every day? Like I’ll have to come here before anything or… whatever?”
“It depends on the day,” I tell her. “Within a few weeks your old clothes will be put away and you’ll only have what I’ve given you.” I take a silky pair of pink panties from the small pile I’ve prepared, bend, and help her step into them. They hug her curves beautifully. Next, I help her slide on a matching bra. She’s going to school, so I’ve chosen a simple outfit for today, slim-fitting black leggings with a soft, clingy hunter-green top, and knee-high boots.
“Oh, wow,” she says when she’s dressed. “These are kind of amazing.”
Manuel’s ringtone sounds at my desk. He’s ready to take her to class.
“You’re kind of amazing,” I say, tugging her head back and giving her a quick kiss. “Tonight, I’ll take you to Verge. When your class is over, Manuel will bring you back to me. I will text you instructions to follow throughout the day, and you’ll report to me when you come back. Understand?”
“Yes, sir,” she says, nodding, and a little smile plays at her lips like she can’t quite grasp what we’re doing. “Are you going to make it impossible for me to focus? I mean, I have school…”
“Of course, you do,” I tell her. “But you’re a smart girl. I’m sure you’ll manage just fine. But one more thing before you go.”
“Oh?”
“Every day when we part, I’ll leave you with a reminder of our agreement,” I tell her. “So that no matter how you’re otherwise preoccupied, you will remember your place.”