“I’m worried you’re going to resent me for forcing you into this,” I let out a shaky breath. There, I said it. I’m also thinking about Amber, and the way she called himdarlingso sweetly, like she had a right to do so, but I leave that out. I don’t need him thinking I’m jealous when we’re not even a couple.
“One thing you need to know about me, is that I don’t do anything I don’t want to do.” He gently caresses my cheek with his thumb. “You, Arabella Bradley, are one of the most amazing women I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. You’re beautiful, inside and out. When I say I want to do this with you, I can assure you I’m not easily pressured. I’ve wanted to show you this side of me, since the moment I ran into you here, when you were drunk off your ass and wearing practically nothing. If I could’ve put you over my knee in front of the whole club and punished you for being so reckless with your safety, I would have.”
And now I’m wet. Thanks for that, universe. My cheeks heat at the thought of him punishing me but I also want to do whatever he asks of me. I don't think he'd even have to ask.
“As for the other stuff on your mind, like your mother. You two have always had a complicated relationship. Am I correct in assuming that hasn’t changed in the past six years?”
I shake my head. “It still feels pretty complicated, most days. She fell a few years ago and needs help getting to appointments and with stuff around the house. She’s not all that well these days. It’s–a lot,” I sigh. “But at the end of the day, she’s still my mother.”
He doesn’t respond for a few minutes, and I’m not sure if I should say more. He’s just–looking at me. Right as I feel the urge to look away, he speaks. “That sounds like a lot to deal with and I can tell it takes up a lot of your energy. I’m going to help you temporarily clear out all the clutter,” he promises.
“Okay, Sir,” I acquiesce. I’m still left wondering what he’s going to get out of all this.
He stands and walks to the desk, seating himself with knees spread, in the wingback chair, then curls a finger in a motion that beckons me to him.
When I move to stand, he tuts, “I didn’t say you could stand. Crawl to me, beautiful.” He can’t be serious. “I can see youoverthinking from over here. Stop it and Crawl. To. Me.” And then he points to the space on the floor between his legs. Fuck.
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Ryker
She lets out a deep breath, gets on her hands and knees and slowly crawls to me, stopping between my outspread legs. She’s not far away, so it doesn’t take her long, and I can see her cheeks blush at the humiliation of crawling to me like an animal. I’d be willing to bet she’s soaked right now and it’s taking all my willpower not to check.
“How did that make you feel?” I ask, tipping her chin up so our eyes meet. I know eye contact is hard for her, but she’ll get used to it.
The blush that stains her cheeks deepens as she responds, “Embarrassed, I think–but also turned on?”
“Good. You looked stunning crawling to me. I hope you know that.” I’ll keep telling her how beautiful and amazing she is until she believes it, because it’s all true. “Stand, remove everything except your bra and underwear and then back on your knees.”
She hesitates for a moment, but does as she’s told, as I make my way to the other side of the room, gathering what I need.When I finally turn, she’s already back in place and my breath is stolen from my lungs at the sight of her.
Her back is to me, which means she, thankfully, can't see my very obvious erection. My cock wants to punch through my zipper at the vision that is her succulent, round ass. Her blonde hair lays in waves down her back and stops at the low cut black bra she’s wearing. I've never been jealous of a piece of clothing before, but there's a first time for everything.
I come up behind her and gently pet her head. “You’re doing so well,” I praise. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes, Sir,” she nods.
“Open your mouth.” She obeys and I place the ball gag I grabbed in her mouth, securing it behind her head. I follow with the blindfold but decide to warn her.
“I’m going to put a blindfold on you now. Don’t move.”
Her shoulders tense slightly at the loss of vision. Fuck. She’s perfect. And when I bend to run my hands down her arms, I don’t miss the goosebumps that arise on her fair skin at my touch.
“I know you have a lot on your mind, but all I want you to do is listen to my voice and try to clear all that clutter. I’ve taken away your ability to see and speak, to try and help you with this. Nod if you understand.”
She nods as I circle her.
“I’m going to touch you in various ways. Focus on the sensations.” She nods again. “We haven’t discussed your safeword yet, but since you couldn’t speak it anyway, if you need to stop, for any reason, just shake your head and sayuh uh.”
I reach my hand around her and run it from shoulder to shoulder, slowly and gently, pausing at her throat for just a moment. She lets out a small moan and that small sound renders me temporarily frozen. It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heardand I’d give anything to be the cause of her making that sound over and over.
It’s not exactly cold in here, but she’s still covered in goosebumps and it excites me to see how responsive she is to this. I grab a feather next and slowly work it from the crack of her luscious ass, up and over her shoulder, down between the valley of her full breasts. Jesus, who am I torturing here? Because it certainly feels like I’m the one suffering and for a brief moment, I second guess my decision to keep things non-sexual.
“One more, okay?” She nods, and I don’t miss her squeezing her thighs together. She's turned on. If things were different, I’d have her tied to the bed with a vibrator on her clit, wringing orgasm after orgasm from her. I’ll have to think aboutthatlater when I take care of this problem in my pants.
She checkedimpact playas an interest on her list, so let’s see how she handles just a small taste of what my crop can do. I run the flared end across her plump ass, one cheek and then the next, then upwards along her spine, slowly. She visibly shivers and I take the moment to pull it away from her body to swat her ass lightly, causing her to jump.
“Stay still, sweet girl. You’ve been so good for me. Let’s keep that up, yeah?” I didn’t hit her very hard, but Iamplanning on getting there to see what she may be able to handle.
