April hesitated.
“Is there a problem?” Vicki asked.
“Why do I have to close my eyes?”
“Because in the darkness, there’s nowhere to hide.”
April glanced over at the closet. Although it was shut, she had a clear picture in her mind of what it contained. It suddenly hit her how crazy this was. She was alone in an apartment with a stranger who had a closet full of what was essentially torture equipment. Vicki said she had no intention of using any of it but that didn’t stop April’s pulse from racing.
“Look,” Vicki said, “If you’re uncomfortable with any of this, we can stop.”
“No,” April said. “I don’t want to stop.”
“Then choose.” Vicki took April’s hand. “Choose to hand control over to me. If you want to do that, close your eyes and trust me. You can feel safe with me.”
Safe. Although she hadn’t realized it, that was what she’d been wanting to hear. She took in a breath and shut her eyes.
April’s senses took a moment to adjust. Then she could hear the near silence of the room, and could feel the soft fibers of the rug between her toes. Vicki let go of her hand, but April could still feel the woman’s presence beside her, and the electricity radiating between them.
Vicki circled behind April and hooked her arms around April’s body, pulling her gently back against her chest. “Now, I’m going to ask you some questions,” Vicki said. “Let’s start with something easy. What’s your name?”
“April Reid,” she replied.
“Why did you come home with me tonight?”
“Why did you bring me home with you tonight?” April couldn’t help herself.
Vicki’s arms tightened around April’s body. “Do I need to tell you the rules again? I ask the questions. You answer them.” Vicki’s voice was soft but firm. “Why did you come home with me tonight?”
“I don’t know,” April said. “I wanted to get laid.”
“But why me?” Vicki asked. “I was watching you. There were plenty of other women who were interested in you. You didn’t give them a second glance. Why me and not someone else?”
“You looked like you could show a girl a good time,” April said.
Vicki let out a faint chuckle. “Flattery will get you nowhere. Try harder. Why are you here?”
“Because I want you to fuck me.”
“Close,” Vicki slid a hand down the center of April’s stomach, stopping just below her bellybutton. “But we’re not quite there yet. How about this? Why did you ask me to show you what I do?”
“Because… I was curious,” April said.
“Once again, you’re close but not quite there.”
April let out an exasperated sigh. “I don’t know.”
“I do.” Vicki pulled her in tighter. “I could tell from the moment I saw you what kind of woman you are. Strong. Fierce. Wild. You came home with me because you wanted someone who could handle you. Someone who can take you, and tame you, and tear away your tough exterior to get to what’s beneath it. To get to that part of you that’s just pure, unbridled lust.”
One of Vicki’s hands crept down to the inside of April’s thigh, the other, up to her chest. She brushed her fingers over April’s nipples. “And when you found out that I’m a Domme, you wanted more than to give in to lust,” she said. “You wanted to give in to all those dark desires that you barely even knew you had. Does that sound right?”
April let out a breathy whimper. With Vicki pressed against her, and Vicki’s hands all over her body, she was finding it difficult to think. But her whole body told her that the answer to Vicki’s question was yes.
“Let’s try this another way,” Vicki said. “Tell me about the time you were handcuffed to the bed.”
April thought back to that night. “It was years ago, with an old girlfriend.”
As soon as April started talking, Vicki slid her hand up April’s thigh and into her slit, gliding her fingers up and down with the lightest of touches.