Page 45 of Black Light: Cured

“Probably, but then, I heard from a good source that you like pain. You’re a little masochist, aren’t

you? A pain slut?” He smirks. “I can give you pain. Make no mistake about it, but it won’t be from

impact. Mine is a different kind of pain, the type that stays with you days after.”

My core clenches at his words. It’s true that I like pain, but the way he words it, the way his lips

seem to savor the words as they come out, makes every nerve in me tingle with anticipation. I want so

desperately to experience his brand of pain, but I still don’t know if I’m ready for anything extreme.

“And we can still negotiate… yes?” This is the biggest concern I have.

Everyone else at Black Light has been thorough in their negotiations, but I haven’t played with

Master Aiden before. I don’t know what his style is like. And if the past events are any indication, he

could quite possibly use loopholes or something else to his advantage.

“Always.” His tone is deadly serious. Even the smirk is off his face, and no humor dances in his

eyes. “I may seem like someone that doesn’t consider others, and in most aspects, I don’t. But when it

comes to playing, especially something as edgy as what I do, I don’t mess around. You have nothing to

fear in that regard.”

Looking over his shoulder, he motions for another man to walk up. I’ve seen Master Garreth

around, but he isn’t someone I interact with all that much. Usually, when I see him, it’s while he’s

monitoring the dungeon. The look on his face is far from friendly as he stands next to Master Aiden,

but then, he’s usually having to concentrate.

“Garreth is an EMT. He’s also an expert in blood play and medical play. If it makes you feel more

comfortable, until we know each other better, I have no problem with him watching our scenes. I’m

serious when I say that I don’t fuck around when it comes to playing.”

I glance over at the man, who no doubt heard about everything is if his surly demeanor is anything

to go by, and then back at Master Aiden. It’s one thing for him to say he’s sorry, but it’s another for

him to willingly bring in someone else to watch our play to make me feel more comfortable.

This, more than any groveling he could do, speaks volumes as to the type of man he really is.

Master Aiden may not agree with my methodology. He may think that massage therapy is more of a

quack art. But as a submissive, he respects the hell out of me and wants to keep me safe. That much is

clear. It’s not that I need Master Garreth to stand by and watch but knowing that he will makes it

easier to test the waters with Master Aiden.

“Thank you, Master Aiden. That is very considerate of you. I would certainly feel more at ease