This time she began softly humming as he used bright blue rope to tie her into a chest harness that started at her waist before going up her body, one wrap under her breasts and the other overtop of them before ending in straps over her shoulders.
After taking pictures from a number of angles, he quickly untied her. Checking in again and finding her still flying high, he wound his ropes and repacked his bag before unhooking her from the cross. She moaned when he brought her arms down toher sides and took a moment to rub each shoulder joint before picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the nearest couch.
Sitting down with her curled on his lap, Fletcher hugged her and brushed kisses on top of her head as he praised her for being such a good girl for him. One of the service submissives brought him a fluffy blanket which he draped over her. A moment later, she brought his rope bag and the two bottles of water he’d left behind.
“Thank you,” he said softly.
After drinking down one bottle, he opened the second and held it to Mallory’s lips. “Drink, bunny.”
She did not fight and drank half the bottle before turning her head away. Setting the bottle on the table beside him, he shifted Mallory slightly so he could reach between them and adjust his throbbing erection to a more comfortable position with a sigh of relief. Then he laid his head back and allowed himself to drift in his own Top space. Creating beautiful patterns on a human woman was even more enjoyable than he expected.
Time drifted by until Mallory roused and lifted her head from his shoulder. “What happened?” she asked, her words still soft and slurry.
“You enjoyed your time in my ropes,” he said, brushing a kiss on her lips. “I’ll show you the pictures later. How about we get you dressed and then go find some lunch?”
Before she could answer in words, her stomach rumbled loudly. He chuckled when her cheeks pinkened up and her hands shifted to cover her belly.
“I’d say that was a definite yes,” he said with a chuckle. Reaching for her jeans, he helped her put them on before slipping her shoes on her feet.
She wobbled when she stood up, but by the time they stepped into the elevator for the ride to the first floor, she seemed to be back in her body and steady.
Fletcher decided to wait until they were eating before asking how she felt about her second experience in his ropes.
Chapter Twelve
“I know Master Derek said to take you off the schedule, but there’s some kind of stomach bug running through the service submissives and I could really use another set of hands in the Dungeon this afternoon. Is there any way you can help out? Just for a few hours while I take my Philosophy final exam?”
It was the third morning of her commitment to Master Fletcher and Mallory was headed out to the zoo when Caren stopped her in the lobby. The woman looked exhausted and on the verge of tears, so Mallory did the only thing she could.
“When do you need me?”
“My class starts at one, so if you could come down about twelve-thirty, that would give me time to change and get to class,” Caren grabbed her and gave her a quick hug. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Caren raced off and Mallory stood for a moment, wondering if she should tell Master Derek what she was about to do. Her three-day obligation to Master Fletcher was over at noon, and there had been no discussion about continuing their partnership any longer, so she would be okay going back to work.
Taking a deep breath, she headed into the Ranch store, needing to see if they had another sketchbook in stock sinceshe’d nearly filled the one she’d bought just a couple weeks before.
Before she’d left his room, Master Fletcher had told her to behave herself. He had a number of video meetings scheduled throughout the day, so she figured their agreement was over. While he was in the shower, she’d packed her suitcase and moved her things back to her room on the second floor before heading to the zoo.
She was going to miss spending time with Master Fletcher and being bound with his colorful ropes and fancy knots, but that was the life of a service submissive. Maybe it was time to request a position somewhere else on the Ranch where she would not have to see Fletcher in the Dungeon tying up another submissive.
She finished capturing the animals of Reese’s zoo, and at noon returned to her room. She made herself a cup of soup and changed into her uniform before using the elevator to go straight to the Dungeon.
“Working today?” Jaben asked as she signed in for the work shift.
“I’m covering for Caren so she can take a final exam,” she said before slipping into the Dungeon.
Leaving her bag with her drawing equipment in the supply room, she found Caren in the locker room.
“I’m here,” she said. “Get to your exam.”
“Thanks again. I owe you a big one,” Caren said as she finished wiping a wet mess from the floor.
“You’re welcome. Now go,” Mallory said, taking the mop from her hands.
While Caren disappeared out of the locker room, Mallory did a quick inspection and found the rest of the area clean and dry.
After rinsing the bucket, she returned it to the cleaning closet. She checked in with Kelly, the bartender, who asked thatshe doublecheck all the stations because being short staffed had caused cleaning to be a little laxer than Master Derek preferred.
