15
QUINN
It’s Sunday morning, and I’m as awake as I’m ever going to be. I’m worried excitement is going to leave me partially paralysed, but so far, that hasn’t happened. Stefan and I are sitting on my bed. I can barely breathe because he’s about to tell me what the plan is for our session.
“I’ve been looking forward to this,” he says as he opens up a black cloth case.
“Me too.”
I bite my lower lip as I wait to see what’s inside the case. I wasn’t expecting a row of wooden clothes pegs. They seem so mundane for a pro-Dom. Stefan takes one out and runs a finger over every surface.
“I’ve sanded them to make sure there are no splinters.” He hands me the peg so I can inspect it too. “There are no teeth either, so I don’t rip your skin.”
I’m fairly sure he didn’t buy or prepare the pegs just for me, but it doesn’t bother me. I give the peg back. He opens it and then clips it onto the fleshy bit between his thumb and forefinger. He winces and sucks in a breath.
“That bites.”
“It’s meant to, Sir.”
His cheeks flush when I call him ‘Sir’, which makes me smile. “Hold out your hand.”
I obey. He moves the peg from his hand to mine. There’s an initial shock of pain as the peg clamps onto my skin. Like Stefan, I wince. The pain quickly eases to a dull throb.
“Not too tight?”
I shake my head. “It’s just right.”
He unclips the peg gently. “I’m going to use these on your body. Here.” He rubs his thumbs over my nipples through my T-shirt.
I gasp at the too-brief stimulation.
“Here.” He motions to the fleshiest part of my upper arms. “Here.” He touches my inner thighs at two points. “Here.” He skims his fingers under my rib cage. “And here.” He cups my balls through my jeans.
“Fuck.”
Stefan chuckles. “We won’t be fucking today. You will come, though, but only when I let you.”
I nod in understanding. “What about you?”
“My pleasure will come from yours.”
“The pegs will leave marks.”
“I know.”
“And they won’t be the only marks I leave you with today.” He brushes his hand over the love bite on my neck. It’s purple and blue now, the two colours marbling together on my skin. “I’m going to give this a twin.”
I swallow and take a deep breath in an attempt to rein in my excitement.
He moves his hand to the juncture of my neck and shoulder. “Right here.”
A thrill runs through me. My chin nods to my chest. Stefan cups my face and helps me lift my head. He stares into my eyes.
“You’re going to be naked.”
I’d figured as much.
“And standing up.”
