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Chapter Fourteen
It only took me a few minutes to pack my suitcase and grab what I needed. The limo ride has been quiet, but then again Damon left the partition down so we could both talk to Joe. That may’ve been Damon’s way of making me feel more comfortable with Joe since he’ll now be my driver, which is freaking weird… but it’s part of what Damon wants to happen with all of this.
He pulls my hand into his lap, slowly circling my palm with his thumb, again making me feel calm and collected even though I have no idea what I’m headed for. We’re parked in front of the cave before long, stepping out into the unknown and not shaking the feeling that my life will never be the same after this. No matter how this goes, I’ll always remember this day and how everything that’s happened with Damon so far brought me to this point, no matter how much I tried to avoid it.
“You alright?” Damon’s deep voice pulls me from my own thoughts as we make our way up the walkway.
“I think so. I’m just scared you won’t think I’m the right person once we get started. What if I’m not really cut out for all of this?” He stops us both in our tracks before he turns to me.
“This isn’t about what you’re cut out for… it’s about me showing you just how much satisfaction you can achieve… physically… mentally… sexually… and even emotionally. It’s about freeing your mind. That’s all. I don’t expect anything from you that you’re not willing to give. It’s my job to take care of you and make this a great experience for you.” We start walking again, slowly as if he’s trying to say everything before we go inside. “Now stop questioning all of this and trust me.”
“Okay.”
“When we go through that door you’ll become my submissive. You will do what I say, when I say. Don’t question me during training. I’ll let you ask questions during a specific time, but for the most part you won’t communicate with words. Your body will tell me what I need to know.” I swallow hard and finally accept that this is about to happen. I just have to have trust… and I do firmly believe he won’t do anything to hurt me and that’s really all I need to be worried about since he told me I could stop any of this at any time.
He leads me through the hallways and into the large bedroom we were in last night. I step through the door and close my eyes, allowing all of my senses to take in everything I can. The smell… the temperature… the way the dark furniture makes the room feel just as rich as the rest of the rooms felt. He has exquisite taste and I make a mental note to ask him if he owns this place as soon as I’m allowed to ask him.
“When the cameras are on, I’ll seem different, distant if you will. It’s part of the process and I have to play the part. Don’t take it personal.” He slips a black lace mask over my eyes, turning me so he can secure the silk ties behind my head. He walks in front of me and points a remote in front of a video camera, making the light turn green before he turns to stare at me.
“Take off your clothes. I want to see you naked.” His loud voice startles me and all of a sudden I feel completely alone when just a few minutes ago I was certain I could try all of this because he’d be with me. Even though he’s here, it doesn’t feel like we’re on the same side. Don’t take it personal, Camille.
The instant lump in my throat is suffocating while I slip off my sandals, avoiding the inevitable dress removal for only a few mere seconds before I’m forced to pull the straps down my shoulders and let the material fall to the ground. My breasts settle into place, feeling extra heavy while his eyes take me in. I slide my panties down my legs and begin to fold everything while he watches my every move.
The distance is harsh… making me feel cold even though the room felt warm just moments ago. I turn to face him, sliding my arms over my nipples hoping to shield some of the rawness of the situation. “Put your arms behind your back.” He steps closer, his stare scraping every inch of my skin making me feel completely exposed to his judgement. I do as he says, even though I can’t take a deep breath and calm myself down. I’m trying so hard to stay here and not run out of here with my boobs bouncing all the way back to the limo.
His slow saunter across the room is my only focus at this point. He removes his jacket, draping it carefully over the edge of the bed all the while watching me as he unbuttons his shirt. I get lost in his tattoos, allowing my mind to imagine why he has each one. The word ‘Unscarred’ across his lower stomach, making me wonder just how scarred someone truly has to be to have that permanently inked onto their body. I fight the urge to want to know more about him, remembering that I’m supposed to keep my distance from him emotionally even though he’s done nothing but intrigue me from the first second I laid eyes on him.
He pulls a bundle of rope from a drawer in the massive dresser, making my heart skip a beat as memories of the women tied up yesterday flash through my mind. I want to ask him so many questions right now… I think that’s the worst part of all of this, even though standing here nude should be on top of that list. Maybe it’s the way he’s looking at me that makes me feel more confident about the nakedness.
“Don’t you ever hide yourself from me again. I want to watch you.” Warmth surrounds me as he approaches, making me more comfortable with the concept of him tying me up. He doesn’t say a word, his eyes reminding me that he’s the boss and I’m supposed to do as he wishes.
The rope pulls at my skin as he binds my wrists together tightly, wrapping the rope around them many times before he sets the end inside my right hand. “Don’t let go until I tell you to.” He never tied a knot… only wrapped me in it, meaning I’m secure in the binding and can’t move unless he wants me to, but I could technically escape if I choose to at any time.
Somehow in his attempt to punish me for covering myself, he’s given me a sense of safety… And now I’m justifying being tied up naked by a man I just met a few days ago… oh and it’ll all be recorded so it can be made into a movie.
Don’t think Cami… stay out of your own head and don’t overthink all of this. There’s no going back now.
