“The thought makes you hot, doesn’t it?”
I lick my lips, but my tongue is too dry to moisten them.
With one hand still on my throat, he uses the other to pull my hair back.“Imagine having leather, or a chain, or solid metal around your neck while I dominate you.”
My knees wobble.If any other human suggested such a thing to me, I doubt I would have the same reaction.It’s Hendrix.His control over me is so intense that everything he says makes me horny.
He squeezes my neck a bit, not enough to interfere with my airway.That’s not his goal.He’s giving me a feel for what it would be like to experience something heavy fastened around my neck, reminding me who’s in charge.
He leans closer, pulling my hair harder.“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Kels?”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur without hesitation.There’s no sense lying to him.He can read my body language.One stroke between my legs will tell him just how affected I am by his suggestion.
“Maybe I should keep a collar behind the cereal, too.Put it on you after you get naked.”
A deep moan escapes my lips.The only reason I can submit so totally to him is because I trust him.That trust is strong.Without it, we would not be standing here.
He releases my neck and hair and pats my bottom.“Don’t move.”Once again, he leaves the pantry, but this time, he’s only gone for a few seconds.When he comes back, he holds a wooden spoon in front of my eyes.“Has anyone used kitchen utensils to swat your bottom, Kels?”
“No, Sir.”
“The rest of your firsts are mine, baby,” he says firmly.“I know you’re struggling to believe this, but you’re mine.I own every new experience from now on.When you’re sixty, I’ll still surprise you.Keep things fresh.The kitchen is full of excellent objects I can use to torment you.”
I gasp and rise onto my toes when the spoon swats my butt.It was just a tap, but I wasn’t ready.
“Safeword, Kelsey.”
“Red, Sir.”
“Use it if you need it.”
“Yes, Sir.”
After setting a hand on the small of my back, he proceeds to strike my skin with the spoon, covering every inch of my butt with the evil object.
It’s nearly impossible to keep from leaning away from him, but he only swats harder when I try to avoid contact.
“Stay in position, Kels.I love all the ovals marking your pretty bottom.I’m going to keep this up until they all run together, and there’ll be no way to discern any one swat.”
It smarts more than anything I’ve experienced before, but I like it.Apparently, I’m a pain slut.Paddles and floggers are nice.That’s all I’ve let people use on me at Edge so far.I’ve considered crops or even canes, but I’ve never negotiated to try either.
Hendrix switches to the backs of my thighs before suddenly reaching the spoon between my legs and tapping it against my pussy with no warning.The contact isn’t more than I can handle, but the shock instantly makes me orgasm.
It’s surprising that I somehow manage to hold my position while waves of pleasure consume me.It’s hard.I want to pull my knees together.The release feels so odd without any pressure against my clit.He’s not touching me at all as I throb and moan.
“That’s my girl.”Finally, he sets the spoon on the shelf and palms my hot butt.“So fucking sexy.I love it when your ass is red like this.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I manage to say, wanting him to know I appreciate him.
He wraps an arm around my middle and helps me stand before reaching down to yank a bottle of water out of a case on the floor.It’s not very cold, but it’s perfect.It’s easier to drink this way, and I’m so thirsty.
When I reach up to hold the bottle, he circles my wrist and lowers my hand.“Let me, baby.”
His nurturing side is endearing.Every damn part of him is endearing, even when he’s being bossy and demanding.
Chapter14
Hendrix
