“Very good,” I whisper back.
His teeth scrape over his bottom lip and a low groan vibrates within his chest.
I can tell by the look in his eyes he’s turned on. Like a lot. When Lizzy told me about Shibari, I was interested, but never thought Knox would have been the one who had practiced it and been so turned on by it. His eyes look almost feral, but his breaths are controlled and evenly spaced, unlike mine. I’m panting like a dog in heat on the stage in front of everyone. If I wasn’t so turned on, I’d be embarrassed.
Madame Dubois continues to instruct him, looping, wrapping, knotting, hitching, until my torso is covered in a beautiful diamond design with knots going down the center of my sternum, from just above my breast to below, cinching them in between. It’s a beautiful design and the knots look amazing. Even Madame Dubois gives a smile of approval.
“Stunning.” Her eyes are focused on me, rather than the knots, and a heat courses through me. I’ve never been aroused by a female before, but I imagine she has the knack for getting women and men to color outside of their lines. She has a way she carries herself that sweeps you up.
“Ours,” Knox whispers, sliding his hand around my hip and gripping.
Oursseems to be a popular word amongst the boys tonight. I have so many ideas for this place to take it to an even higher level, although Sammie has done a phenomenal job already. It’s easy to feel lost and free in here. Which I suppose is the idea.
Madame Dubois asks me to turn around so the group can see how Knoxbeautifullyfinished the knot. I feel slightly exposed with my ass on display, but the other part of me doesn’t care. In my head, I’m showing my guys and that’s it.
She waves her arm up towards the air, and a bar lowers. This is what Lizzy was talking about. My guys' faces are blank, but their eyes are wide and the erections in their pants are evident. They are as turned on as I am.
“The great thing about some of these harnesses is they are great for dominating and control.” She looks at me. “Do you like to be dominated?”
Knox answers for me, “Not hardly. Though I suppose it depends.” He winks.
My eyes dart over to Callum, who sits up in his seat a little further, his eyes gliding over my body.
“Well, you may like it more after this. I’m going to show you a face down suspension with this harness. It can be one of the more restrictive in terms of asphyxiation, so communication is key here.” She looks at me, “Is this ok with you?”
“Yes.” I’m learning. Words.
“Don’t think because you are the bottom that you are not in control. I would argue that you have the most power. You say the word, we stop immediately and let you down. If you are having a difficult time breathing, or feel too much pain, you need to tell us.”
“Ok.”
She grabs a rope and walks Knox through attaching me to the bar. He’s done this before, I can tell with his movements, but he’s allowing her to lead him through the demonstration like he agreed to.
“Now here, we can choose to do several harnesses or cuffs to suspend her. The higher up the leg you go, the more pressure it will take off your bottom.”
Me. I was the bottom. At first, I thought she was talking about my ass, which was confusing.
She continues, “Closer to the foot will allow more bend of the back, which over time could get very painful for your bottom and cause issues with their breathing.”
My wide gaze turns to Knox and he winks. “I’ve got you, love. Nothing is going to happen to you.”
“Love the communication,” Madame Dubois cheers. “Now, can you spread your legs? He’s going to run a rope around the upper part of your thigh and suspend you.”
Knox’s hand slides between my legs and his outstretched finger brushes over my pussy, and my legs buckle for a second. A low growl vibrates out of his chest, only loud enough for me to hear, and I swear it makes me even more wet. The tension and electricity flowing between us are palpable. Part of me wants to end the demo and fuck him on stage, while the other part of me wants to learn more. When I look at the crowd to see if they can see how aroused I am, I notice several couples who are… into this demonstration. One couple in particular. The man is watching me intensely while a woman is on her knees sucking his cock. No shame.
Knox gets the rope tied, his hands pausing and gripping on my legs before he stands. Madame Dubois talks the class through suspension and the next thing I know, my left leg is being pulled off the ground, so I’m making a sort of T shape with my torso bent at the waist and my leg horizontal in the air. He bends down, his hand taking a moment to slowly run up my leg and I tilt my head down further to look at him.
“Enjoying yourself?” I whisper so only he can hear.
“Immensely,” he says, kissing just behind my knee. He knows that’s one of my weak spots.
His hands glide between my legs again as he wraps and ties the rope around my other thigh. As Madame Dubois continues to talk about suspension and safety, he lifts my other leg and attaches it to the pole, so I’m now fully suspended.
“How are you?” he asks, bending near my face.
“Good.”
“How is your breathing?”
