Page 110 of Suite 7

I stop fighting.

Not because he made me.

Because I want to.

He sees it happen. He goes still for a moment, just looking at me. Not the Dom. Not the architect. Something older, quieter than either. His thumb moves to my cheek. Stays there.

“There she is.”

He draws back and tucks himself away with efficient hands.

Then he cups my face, his thumb swiping the corner of my eye where a tear has escaped.

“On your feet.”

He helps me up, his hands firm on my arms — not optional, my legs are shaking badly enough that without them I’d go straight down. He walks me to the spanking bench, positions me over it, and secures my wrists and ankles with practiced efficiency, each buckle checked once before he moves to the next.

I am completely spread. Completely immobilized. And more turned on than I have ever been in my life.

“Color?”

“Green, Sir.”

“Good.” A pause while he moves to the cabinet. “I want to try something you listed as a soft limit.” His hand smooths over my lower back. “The plug.”

My breath catches.

“This is completely your choice. There’s no expectation here.”

“Green, Sir.” My voice is steady despite my nerves. “I want to try.”

“Good girl.”

He tells me, quiet and unhurried, what he’s going to do and how. Then cool liquid touches my skin and my breath leaves me all at once.

“Easy.” His free hand settles on my lower back. “Just breathe.”

The first press is gentle. Just presence, no forcing. My body resists instinctively and he stills.

“Push out slightly. I know it feels wrong. Do it anyway.”

I do. The plug eases in and I make a sound I wasn’t prepared for.

“How does that feel?”

“Weird. Not bad. Just... different.”

“That’s okay. Your body’s learning.” He gives me a moment, hand warm and still on my back. Then, incrementally, deeper. “You’re doing so well.”

I breathe through it.

“Good girl. Stay with me.” Another slow increment. His thumb traces a small circle at the base of my spine. “So brave. You’re taking this beautifully.”

When it goes in deeper, I tighten and he stills immediately.

“Remember. Push out.”

I do.