I read until Jett comes back into the room, close to dusk.
“Evening, sweet thing.”
“Hi.” I curl my knees up to my chest on the mattress. Not because I’m embarrassed of being naked, but because of the conflicting feelings running rampant inside of me. My mind knows this is all wrong, but my body doesn’t care. It’s ready for its fix.
Jett takes my book and places it back on the shelf then returns to the bed. He hooks one end of the listless chain back onto my collar and then commands me to drop.
I look at him strangely before I crawl into the position. Completely naked. This is new.
“Good girl.” Jett uncoils my leash out from under me.
“No panties?” I ask, my voice elevating.
“Not tonight, Kayne requested you completely naked. And just like this.”
I’m on my stomach with my knees pulled up to my chest and my hands over my head. It looks like I’m worshipping a shrine. It reminds me of my first obedience lesson. I shudder.
“When will he be here?” I ask with my face against the sheet.
“I don’t know, Ellie, but stay like that until he comes in.” I nod slightly.
“See you in the morning, sweet thing.”
Jett leaves and it’s just me and my thoughts in a compromising position. I’m not alone long. I hear the door click and immediately the room is engulfed with Kayne’s dominant presence. My insides quiver.
“Hey, beautiful.” He caresses my back and kisses my shoulder. “How was your day?”
“Jett made me do more yoga.” I speak into the mattress.
“Good. Limbering you up for me.” He spanks me lightly. I tense.
“Apparently.”
“I want you as flexible as possible so I can bend you whichever way I want.” He drops a soft kiss on the ass cheek he just smacked. In this position, I am overly exposed.
“You look to fucking die for like this.”
He massages me in the same place he kissed me. “Ellie, I want to warn you up front. Tonight is going to be intense.” He rubs his already erect cock against me.
“How intense?” I can barely utter the words. I’m already sick with anxiety and excited with arousal. I’m turning into a fucking whack job.
“You’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
“What?” I go to lift my head but Kayne grabs my chain Jett left dangling between my legs, he never secured me to the headboard. My face is pressed firmly to the mattress as Kayne subdues me tight.
“You’re mine, Ellie,” he reminds me. “I can do to you as I please.” I squeeze my eyes shut and swallow the thick fear threatening to choke me. He’s going to hurt me.
He yanks my chain. “How do you reply?”
“Yes, Kayne,” I say hoarsely.
“Yes, Kayne, please fuck me.”
I repeat, “Yes, Kayne, please fuck me.” Tears threaten, but I hold them back. I need to be strong, even if I am scared out of my mind.
“Good girl.”
I want to slap him. I hope one day I get the chance.
