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Seriously? “Thank you, Zorro.”
I’m here to learn, after all. To determine if my enjoyment of this place—this lifestyle—is because I’m trying to please Jackson…or myself.
And if I want to learn, I need to please Zorro. Jackson will never be my Dominant. He’s made that abundantly clear. Zorro may not be my dream Dom, but heiswilling to teach, so I must learn where I can.
“So…the drink or not?” he asks.
I agree with him. I need my full faculties here. If I do need to grab a pager, I want to be able to do it quickly.
“Just some water, Zorro. Thank you.”
He orders drinks from a topless bartender. Water for both of us.
“I don’t like to drink when I’m doing a scene with a submissive for the first time,” he says. “It’s best that we both remain hyperaware and focused.”
I simply nod.
“Yes, Zorro,” he says.
“Yes, Zorro.” I echo.
“I’d like to show you what I like to do,” Zorro says. “You may need to remove your corset. Are you okay with me seeing your breasts?”
Not really, but I know the correct answer. “Yes, Zorro.”
“Good. I’m glad, because, my beautiful Elena, I can’t wait to see those beautiful breasts.”
I gather my courage and finger the laces of my corset. “Would you like to see them now?”
“In good time.” He leans toward me and kisses my cheek.
“Zorro?”
“Yes, my Elena?”
“Tell me what you want to do to me, please.”
“I want to touch you. I want to look at your beautiful body, touch you all over. Then I went to bind you intricately with shibari rope, spread your legs so you’re open for me.”
“Will you flog me?”
“I’d like to very much.”
I swallow. “Whatever you want, Zorro.”
“We can’t do everything I want this first time, Elena. Not until we’ve gotten to know each other a little better. But I promise that you will not be left wanting this evening.”
I look at Zorro. Truly look at him. His face is covered by the black mask, but his dark eyes are on full view. Is he wearing colored contacts like Jackson did the first time we came here?
No. There is nothing fake about those eyes. They’re dark and intense and searing into me.
His jawline is sculpted, and black stubble peeks out. His hair is also dark and his skin tanned, slightly darker than Jack’s.
Even masked, I can see he’s a beautiful man. Any other woman would be tingling right now, sitting next to him, having him tell her he’s going to make her feel wonderful.
And while I truly want to feel those things, I just can’t.
But that’s okay. I’m here only to learn—to learn if I like being a submissive.
