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"I have no experience with any of this," I replied quietly, and he chuckled.
"Actually." He stood up from the sofa and leisurely walked around me, stopping behind my back. "That’s perfect," he whispered into my ear, and I shivered. He put his large hands on my hips, pressing my ass against his groin. I gasped when he kissed my neck. My platinum hair was up in a neat bun, so nothing stopped him from attacking my skin with his lips.
"Take off your clothes," he ordered in a gentle but strict voice, stepping away from me. Without hesitation, I took off my blouse, skirt, and pantyhose. I was barefoot, only in my black bra and black thong, and I mentally thanked myself for wearing my good underwear. It wasn’t sexy, but it wasn’t a grandma's style either.
"Continue, Electra." I heard his deep voice from behind me. "I want to see you naked."
With shaking fingers, I unhooked my bra and then continued to pull down my panties. All kinds of feelings were swirling in my chest. I was ashamed and excited at the same time. Expectations were mixed with worry, and I felt overwhelmed by everything.
I took a steady breath, and after a few seconds, I straightened to my full height. Mr Thorn was facing me with a hungry look in his blue eyes.
"If, after this, you will be interested in continuing with this sexual relationship, you need to start exercising," he uttered, looking up and down my body, and I felt blood rushing into my head. I wasn’t fat or anything, but the truth was, I’d never been in the gym. I’d never trained myself in any sport, and I hated running.
"It's not because I don't like you the way you are," he interjected, gently touching my flushed cheek. "It’s because the things I want to do with you require you to be in excellent shape."
"Yes, sir," I muttered my answer, still ashamed of myself, and, of course, he noticed it.
"Electra," he addressed me softly, cupping my jaw with his hand, forcing me to look at him. “Don’t think about it right now. You don’t even know if you’ll like what I have to offer."
As stupid as it sounded, I was sure I would want to spend as much time with him as possible. I only hoped it would not interfere with our working relationship.
"Because we don’t know each other, I need to learn what you like and what your preferences in sex are." He moved his hand down my throat to my breasts. "If you like a gentle touch." He massaged my globe with his palm for a few seconds. "Or if you like it rougher." He pinched my nipple, making me whimper. I really wasn’t sure which approach was more satisfying.
"You need a safe word." I frowned. His words were interrupting my enjoyment of his touch. "If I cross your boundaries, with it, you’ll immediately stop me." He abruptly retracted his hand from my chest and pointed to the door with his long finger. "Now, go into the bedroom. I’ll join you in a few minutes. Think about your safe word and prepare for your punishment."
I nodded, wanting to leave the living room, but he grabbed my elbow, turning me back to face him.
"Starting now, your every confirmation will be by words. No nods, no gestures, words. Do you understand?" he asked, and I nodded, but I quickly corrected myself.
"Yes, sir," I breathed, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. He brushed his thumb against my lower lip, and I parted them. He gently pushed it inside, and I playfully sucked and licked it.
"Such an obedient, good girl you are," he purred, and my heart fluttered in my chest. "Go. I have a phone call to make." He took his thumb out, his eyes not leaving my face for a second.
"Yes, sir," I replied, leaving him in the living room.
I walked into the bedroom, looking around in awe. The main piece of furniture was a huge black bed with gold bedsheets. Nightstands, closets, and a toilet table were made from the same dark wood. My feet were grazed by the soft fluffy rug while I moved to the bathroom.
I was naked, but I didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore. Yet, I didn’t know what Mr Thorn had in store for me, so I popped into the bathroom and took a one-minute shower. I desperately needed it after a whole day in the office. After I finished, I put on a black t-shirt, which I found on the counter.
When I returned to the bedroom, Mr Thorn was already there, writing something on his phone.
"Ready?" he asked as he put the mobile phone away.
"Yes, sir," I answered, moving closer to him.
"Safe word?" he inquired, and I hesitated for a moment before I spoke.
"Bastian," I whispered, biting my lower lip. His brows shot up, and confusion was written all over his face. "I want your first name to be my safe word," I confirmed, but he didn’t look like he understood.
"That means you'll never call me by my first name in the bedroom," he emphasised, and I nodded.
"I know what it means, sir," I stated, and he gave me a sly smirk.
"As you wish, Electra." He shrugged nonchalantly, and I smiled back. It was my little victory. I’d expected him to object much more.
"Come here." He held out his hand for me to take, and I slowly moved to him. I was trembling, more from anticipation than from fear. I was excited to find out if I would like that kind of game.
"Do you know why I am going to punish you?" Mr Thorn asked, and I quickly muttered, "Yes, sir."
