She glanced around. The room now how a few more people in it. The sub that had been suspended earlier was gone. Someone else was using a rig to suspend their sub, this time it was a male sub, and his Dom stood behind him with a flogger. It landed on his uncovered ass and the sub groaned. She whimpered slightly.
“All right, wildcat?” Connor asked.
She glanced up at him. “Yes, Sir.” He was now wrapping the rope around her torso. Her arms became trapped to her sides. There was a focused look on his face as he moved. As though he was involved in creating some intricate piece of art.
“You don’t like the flogger?”
Trust him to notice what she was looking at. She wasn’t sure she’d ever met someone more observant.
A sharp pain caught her, and she gasped as she realized he’d twisted her right nipple
“I want you here with me, Ria,” he told her sternly. Okay, he wasn’t happy with her. Get your brain back in the game, girl.
“Sorry, Sir. Was just thinking that you notice everything.”
“Kind of my job.”
But not everyone took it that serio
usly. And she knew he was watchful all the time.
“So flogger? Hard limit?”
“No, Sir. Not a hard limit. I’m just not sure.”
“I think you might like it. Not tonight, though. But maybe another time.”
He really was going to push her. He was now wrapping the rope around her body. She glanced down to see that there were diamond patterns down her torso.
“Gaze up,” he ordered her gruffly. “No looking unless I give permission.”
“Yes, Sir.”
The rope went behind her back. Then she felt it come around and under her right breast and over her left. There was pressure against her breasts as the rope tightened around them.
Oh, God. Just as she started to worry the pressure was going to become too much, he drew back and looked down at her.
“Fuck, yes.”
Her heart skipped a beat at the look of satisfaction on his face. His gaze was focused on her. Nothing else. It was a heady feeling. The idea that she was all that mattered to this man. Even if it was just for this moment. It made her feel about ten feet tall to know she was his.
God, what would it be like if this was permanent?
Yeah, she just wasn’t that lucky. She knew she didn’t deserve him. She was taking this moment and as many more as he could give her because she was selfish. But this wouldn’t be forever.
“You look sad.” He frowned. “Pain? Discomfort?”
What? Other than her hot ass and the plug filling her?
“Sitting doesn’t feel that great.”
“Yes, but we both know that wasn’t what I meant. Any other pain?”
“No, Sir. I feel . . .” She took stock for a moment. She’d give him honesty in this. She pushed against her bonds. The feeling of being so confined felt oddly freeing. “Free.”
He smiled. “Good. You tell me the minute it feels any different.”
“Yes, Sir.”