I frown, unsure that’s a good idea.
He points at the wall. “There.” He’s picked a spot to the side of the window, far enough away from it that no one will be able to see us. “I won’t let you fall.”
I believe him.
“I’m going to touch your cock, balls, and hole.”
I whimper. I want to stop talking about it and get on with it. I know why he’s telling me everything that’s going to happen, but fuck, I want to get to the main event. This is a tantalising trailer, which is ramping up my excitement. I also have a chance to say no to anything he’s planned, but I’m not going to. It all sounds amazing.
“You will not come until I give you permission to.”
“No, Sir.”
“You will use your safewords if you need to.”
“Of course, Sir.”
“When I ask you to, you will rate your pain on a scale of one to ten, with ten being the highest.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I want to know how much pain you think you can tolerate.”
“Between one and ten?”
He nods.
I look him in the eyes. “Eight.”
He raises an eyebrow but smooths it back down again just as fast.
“I like pain.”
His lips curve into a decadent smile. “Apparently so. There’s one last thing.”
I can’t imagine what else we could possibly have to talk about.
“Would a fan help?”
“A fan?”
“At The Library, I keep my submissives warm, but that might make you sleepier. A fan would keep you cool, which tends to make people more alert.”
My jaw slackens. No one’s ever suggested that before as a technique to help me stay awake. I’ve never even thought about it before.
“Bad idea?”
I shake my head. “No. I think it’s a great idea.” I look around my room. “But I don’t have a fan.”
He smiles. “I do.” He nods toward the wall. “Stand over there and undress for me while I fetch the fan.”
He leaves me alone. My legs are slightly wobbly as I stand and walk over to the wall. I take my clothes off, fold them, and put them on the bed. Then I stand against the wall, using it for partial support. A second later, there’s a knock on the door.
“It’s me,” Stefan says softly from the other side.
I breathe out a sigh of relief. “I’m ready, Sir.”
He comes inside and shuts the door, locks it, and then pauses and flicks his gaze over me. “You’re so beautiful.”
