AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Oh, did you forget the tail?” He chuckled. Pushing on her hip, he spun her around so he could easily get to her ass. He picked up the tail near her ass cheeks and tugged gently. Not enough to remove it—it wasn’t going anywhere. “See? Here it is.”
When he let her move back around to him, her cheeks flamed red.
She drew in a long breath, making her breasts rise and fall with her exhalation.
“How did it feel?” he asked.
Her eyes didn’t waver from his. This woman could hold her own in any situation. Determined and confident. The concern that had lurked in her gaze at the beginning had faded away.
“Bad,” she said, then looked away. “But good at the same time.”
He grabbed hold of her face, pinching her cheeks inward, and pulled her to look at him. “Hmmm, humiliation may be in your future. But you didn’t roll humiliation, did you?” He tilted her head back so she had to look down the length of her nose at him.
“No.” Her answer was muffled by the interference of his hand.
“That’s right. You rolled pain play. So, let’s play.” He let go of her face, plucked the ears from her head, then ripped her paws from her hands and piled them on the floor with the ears.
“Up on the platform.” He jerked his head toward the St. Andrew’s Cross situated in the center.
She stepped up and padded over to the cross without hesitation. He snagged a small table from the side of the platform and brought it with him over to where she stood. He put the table next to her and opened his bag. Digging through his toys, he found exactly what he wanted and pulled each item out.
Zipping his bag up, he peeked at her expression and grinned inwardly. The little blush was gone. Now, her eyes were wide and staring at the few things he’d laid out. He didn’t need a lot of fancy toys for this. Sometimes, simple was best.
“Press your back against the cross,” he instructed, picking up the cuffs from the table.
She stepped up to the wooden X and held out her wrists for him.
“You’ve been on this before?” he asked while wrapping the first leather cuff around her wrist.
“A few times.” She dropped her cuffed arm and offered the next for him.
“And what sort of things were done to you while you were on it?” he asked, keeping his eyes on the buckle of the cuff.
“Flogger and a dragon tail.”
He snapped his focus up to her.
“A dragon tail?” Not exactly a beginner’s toy.
“I didn’t like it,” she said. “But I can handle it.”
Handle it? He shook his head. She’d definitely played with the wrong people. Play shouldn’t be something you handled or dealt with. How many stripes of that beast had she taken for the enjoyment of someone else while merely putting up with it?
“The dragon tail is not something I would ever use on a beginner. How did you handle it?” he asked, curious about her coping methods. It would give him something to watch out for in case she started to handle it for the sake of putting up with his play tactics.
“I just did.” She shrugged. “He didn’t use it anywhere other than my butt, and it was only a few hits. Three or four? He said he went gentle.”
“What did it feel like?” James pressed on.
She screwed her face into a frown. “It hurt like hell. Not a good pain like the flogger. It was more mind-numbing. Like my brain blanked for a second.” No hesitation at giving him the truth. How refreshing.
“Please tell me there was at least a warmup.”
“Oh, yeah. It was at the end of a scene,” she assured him. “It wasn’t horrible. But it’s not really something I want to do again.”
Noted. Not that he would bring out the dragon tail for her tonight—or anytime soon. It was something he would ease her into… if she was willing to try it again at some point.
“What’s on your limits list?” he asked. Now that he was about to cause her actual pain, along with intense pleasure, he needed to know where those lines of hers were drawn.
