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Her eyes widened. She wasn’t used to hearing how much I cared and frankly, neither was I.
“You made me this way, Darla, and now you have to pay.” I slapped her ass and she mewled. “You will do as you’re told tonight. No questions asked.”
It was irrational to punish her because I’d caught feelings, but I never said I was a good man.
“Y-Yes.”
“Bien.” I walked her backwards, clutching the hair at the nape of her neck. “The only words I want to hear from you are ‘Yes, Master,’ ‘No, Master,’ and ‘Forgive me, Master.’ Is that understood?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Do you remember your safe word?”
“Bold.”
“Good girl.” Reaching the altar, I removed her thigh holster, thong, heels, and boosted her onto the surface. “Lie back, Darla.”
She obeyed and I fastened the chains around her ankles. Her body stilled with alarm, but one look at my face and she relaxed. The chains were long, excess length dripping on the ground, and gave enough leeway for her body to be flipped around—ass up, face down—when it was time to give her the spanking she earned.
I pulled her hands above her head and quietly worked on the manacles for her wrists. Brown eyes watched me with rapture, memorizing every detail like she did on our wedding night.
Leaning down, I kissed her upside down and felt the last bit of her tension ebbing away. I never thought I’d enjoy kissing this much, but my wife had a certain charm to her that I was unable to deny.
When she mouthed ‘so beautiful’ to me against my lips, I swore my chest splintered in half and oozed out a myriad of emotions.
This was falling. I felt it in every muscle, every bone, every vein.
I kissed her forehead and pressed ours together, letting my thoughts linger near hers. Hoping she realized that while this started off as an arrangement, it was blooming into something far greater than any of us anticipated.
She held me in the palm of her hand.
I never wanted her to let me go.
“You complete me,” I whispered to her.
Darla closed her eyes and swallowed.
Prowling to the side of the room, I picked the leather flog Darla admired earlier, a whooshing sound slicing the air as I tested it. The flayed edges would look wonderful draped over her skin. I hardened imagining all the ways my wife would blossom pink.
And all the ways I’d soothe her with my lips and tongue.
From the wall, I also plucked out a blindfold—a gold venetian mask with intricate detailing and jewels encrusted into the filigree—and walked towards Darla.
No words were exchanged when I secured the mask around her eyes.
I loved how she submitted to me.
Bound at my mercy, vision veiled, black silky strands spilling down her breasts, and the heat of a hundred fires surrounding us like a mating ritual,monangelooked like an appetizing sacrifice for the gods.
I would scarf down every bite and not leave a single crumb behind.
“Z-Zeno?” her small voice magnified in the dark setting.
“You can’t see me, the same way I couldn’t see you today when I came looking for you. It killed me.” I smoothed a finger down her jaw. “So eye for an eye, Darla. You’re about to learn what it’s like to seek something so vehemently and not find it.”
My wife enjoyed our wicked games.
Her shaky inhale was a testament to her excitement.
