Jasper eyed the cushion a moment, tugging at the hem of his shirt. Finally he sank to his knees on top of it.
“Good boy.” The praise at least eased some of the tension in Jasper’s shoulders, but he still shifted where he sat with nervous energy. “I’ll ask the same questions as last week. Are touching, kissing, and fingering still on the table?”
Jasper huffed and glanced around the room, his gaze landing anywhere but on Vincent. “Yes. You can do whatever you want.”
“Is that so,” he said flatly. Apparently he should have called Amber out on sending Jasper into the proverbial lion’s den without so much as a basic understanding of setting limits.
“So you’re fine with me cutting on you with a scalpel?”
Jasper’s eyes widened, and he paled considerably. “What?No!”
“So you’renotokay with me doing whatever I want?”
Jasper glared. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”
Vincent raised an eyebrow. “How do I know what you meant? You assume anyone who gets you tied up is going to have your best interest in mind? If you tell someone ‘anything you want’ and they decide to be stupid or brutal enough to take you at your word, you’ll end up with scars you don’t want,” he said, managing not to yell. Barely.
Jasper paled and swallowed like he was going to be sick. “That’s not… what I meant.”
“I figured as much. So tell me what you meant.”
Jasper glanced towards the door, his fingers twisting his shirt hem even further. “You said you’d ask the same questions,” he finally said, staring at Vincent’s knees. “Everything I said yes to last time is still a yes.”
“Fair enough. Then I’ll ask a new question. How do you feel about anal plugs?”
Jasper made a soft sound and gripped his shirt until his knuckles turned white. “I don’t know.” His tongue darted out to wet his lips. “But you can use one.”
“And what about spanking?”
Jasper’s breathing sped up as he eyed the horse. “I don’t… want to not be able to sit after.”
Vincent chuckled. “I think I can manage that,” he said dryly. “Is that a yes?”
Jasper swallowed and turned his attention back to Vincent. “Yes…. Sir. You can spank me.”
Vincent watched Jasper a moment to see if he’d take it back. When he didn’t, Vincent propped his elbow on the arm of the chair. “Then strip,” he said, resting his cheek against his fist. “And make it sexy.”
Jasper narrowed his eyes at Vincent, and a hesitant smirk touched his lips. “I’m always sexy, Sir.” He stood and wiggled his shirt up his chest and over his head, then tossed it at Vincent.
“Are you,” Vincent said, fighting a laugh. He dropped the shirt to the floor. “How sexy do you think you’ll be, bent over with a red ass?”
Jasper fumbled the button on his jeans. “Very.”
“Oh?”
“Uh-huh.” Jasper stuck his tongue out and began moving his hips in what he apparently thought was a sexy gyration. He pushed his jeans and boxers off at the same time, cursing under his breath when he had to stop to get his shoes off. His socks followed in a decidedly unsexy manner until he was finally standing naked in front of Vincent once again.
Vincent snorted. “Well, that was unsatisfying,” he said dryly. He raked his eyes over the bare flesh in front of him, a bit disappointed the few marks he’d left were long gone. “Turn around.” Once Jasper turned his back, Vincent stood. He settled his hands on Jasper’s hips and pressed against him. “Do you want to pick the paddle I use on you?” he asked, pleased by the sound Jasper made in response.
“No,” Jasper said, his voice weak. “Something that won’t hurt too much?”
“Well, if you don’t want to choose….” He stepped around Jasper and picked a wide faux-leather, somewhat flexible paddle. He pushed the chair closer to the bench, set the paddle on the seat, and turned to Jasper. “Up you go,” he said, patting the leather cushion on the bench.
Jasper swallowed and moved forward with jerky motions before climbing up.
Vincent guided Jasper’s hands and legs where they needed to be, letting his fingers linger on warm skin as he strapped Jasper down. “Did you come up with your own safeword?” he asked, adjusting the bench to lift Jasper’s ass a bit higher. It was custom-made and far more adaptable than most, nearly to the point of being extraneous, but this was also one of his most requested rooms because of it.
“Physics.”
