I cross the room to the nightstand, my fingers brushing over cool silicone and polished wood before making a choice. Turning back to her, I hold up two collars. One with a long, thin chain attached, and the other a simple leather choker with an O-ring at the front center. I lock my eyes with hers. She nods once, remaining completely still.
No pet playis one of her rules. But my pulse raced when I saw the checkmark next to collars and bindings.
I'm not sure she understands the meaning behind wearing someone else's collar, but I'll be damned if I don't teach her first-hand.
Gently, I sweep her hair to the side. I can tell she was expecting my lips, and my heart skips a beat at just how eager she is to dive in.
The soft leather of the choker hugs tight to her neck as I clasp it.
“This one you will alwayswear.” I keep my voice low and final. “Inside the bedroom and out of it. It’s your commitment. Your reminder.”
My thumb toys with the O-ring. Then, I secure the second collar with the chain, letting the metal links run through my palm before giving it a slight tug. “And this one is for tonight.”
With the chain in hand, I lead her to the bed. I point to the nightstand, where two options stare back at her.
“Choose one.”
Her gaze darts to mine, a flash of uncertainty that she swallows. She agreed to this.
She exhales and points to the paddle. I lift it and feel the weight in my grip.
I give her a peck on the cheek. “On the bed.”
She looks scared, but I can also see a gleam in her eye that tells me the curiosity inside her is consuming the fear.
“You have a safe word,” I remind her. “Don’t be afraid to use it. Nod if you understand.”
She nods once, then climbs onto the bed, getting on all fours with her bare ass exposed to me.
I still have the chain in my hand as I climb onto the bed with her, guiding her forward. If I had a strap-on, I’d be in the perfect position to make her scream my name, but that wasn’t something I grabbed for this weekend.
I have too many other things in mind.
Tugging the chain, her head pulls back, and I use my free hand to caress her right ass cheek.
Slap.
She makes a noise that catches me off guard. I expect a whimper or a hiss. But my girl? She actually groans.
It takes everything in me not to respond the same way.
Keep your focus, Skye. Dominate this woman. Make her come so hard you feel it between your own thighs.
Taking a deep breath, I concentrate on Violet's perfectly round ass and lift my hand again.
Slap.
“I’m starting with my bare hands,” I tell her. “I want you to rate each spank.”
She nods once.
Slap.
“Four.” Her voice is strained against the collar.
I grin.
Slap.
