Even Maverick knew that communication and consent were everything, in life and in the BDSM world. He also understood that erotic asphyxiation was all about ensuring the person getting choked achieved orgasm, not the other fucking way around.
Carly must have sensed his fury because she’d been stroking his back, her soft touch doing little to stifle his anger.
A moment later, the bathroom door opened and Internado rolled out. He paid no attention to the women frolicking on the bed.
“Did you enjoy our little show?” Internado asked Carly.
“It was somethin’ all right. Do ya do that a lot?”
“As often as I can.” Internado ogled her breasts. “Have you ever experienced breath play?”
“Nope.”
“Let me teach you. I’d have total control over you, down to what might be your last breath.” The excitement in his eyes was nothing short of evil. “But I’m an expert, been doing it for years, and know when enough is enough.”
Maverick was trying to save people’s lives and this monster was toying with them.
“I’ll give that some thought over a drink,” Carly said. “Can I bring ya something?”
“Whiskey, neat.”
“Hang tight.” Back on the main level, they waited in a short line at the bar.
Greta had been speaking to a couple, but hurried over. “I thought you’d be downstairs for hours.”
“Intermission,” Carly said before ordering three whiskeys.
“On the house,” Greta said to her barkeep. “Did you like my dungeon?”
“Very nice,” Carly said. “One of your members invited me to do breath play with him.”
“Sounds fun,” Greta said.
You wouldn’t think so if you saw the crap he just pulled.
With drinks in hand, they returned to the dungeon. Internado couldn’t get to Carly fast enough.
“To kink,” Carly said, and they tossed back the alcohol. “I ain’t familiar with breath play, but ain’t it about the person bein’ choked.”
Inwardly, Maverick smiled. He and Carly were in total sync.
“Yes, you’re correct, but when I play with those two, we mix things up. I like to come when I’m suffocating them and they get off on pleasuring me. It’s a win-win.” His creepy smile had Maverick gritting his teeth. “If you put yourself in my care, I can promise you an extremely gratifying experience.”
“Is choke sex your thing?” she asked.
Maverick admired how Carly stayed in character and maintained her composure. He wanted to deck him, then shove that dildo down his throat.
“I’m also an expert with rope play. Either way, my focus is on control. Sometimes I like to inflict pain, so I engage in rough body play.” Those words rolled off Internado’s tongue like he was reciting a memo to his assistant.
“A true sadist,” Carly replied.
Internado nodded. “What’s your poison?”
“My husband.”
Fortunately, Internado didn’t even glance in Maverick’s direction.
“What’s your kink?” Internado asked her.
