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Her first thought was, ‘Yasss, he’s a psychic,’ when he pulled out two clamps that were connected at each end to a small ring by chains. Sera did a quick mental run through of everything she could remember of clit play, including clamping. She frowned at the tweezer-type of clamps dangling from the chain. It had a medium grip, and the ends were flat metal. It reminded her of a plier used for turning a screw and not at all an erotic form of clitoral clamping. Not when there were different types of clamps available such as clothespin style, metal ring type, and U-shape clamps with chain and rubber bands she had read about in BDSM fiction.
“Wh-What are those for?” She shifted on his lap, suddenly not so sure she was going to have any pleasure. “I thought the purpose of tonight was to teach me the pleasures of BDSM play.”
“Ah, yes, but there are many forms of pleasure-play, my pet. Including, but not limited to... clit and nipple clamping. Pain is known to spike your endorphins and more often than not, results in extreme pleasure. Of course, it’s my duty as your Daddy to ensure pleasure is the end aim.” His voice was laced with humor, and her suspicion of his enjoyment was confirmed when he chuckled. “In short, since I already have your consent in lieu of our Daddy-sub agreement, all you need to do is to trust me to show you how delicious it is to experience a sexual adrenaline rush.”
“Right. You’re sure you’re not just testing my endurance against a type of clit play I’m not at all sure I’d enjoy, rather than showing me what clamp-clit torture has to offer.”
“I’ll be testing your endurance, to be precise. You do remember we haven’t actually completed the ceremony of trust. You still have some obstacles to overcome and today is one of them. You are holding back too much of what you truly need, my pet. I’m going to unlock that cage tonight.”
“I’ll have you know that you’re no longer my prime motivation.” She crossed her arms. “It’s pure survival instinct to try to find a way to not succumb to my greatest fears. It always has been.”
“Nothing wrong with that, Babygirl. If this was a normal scene, that would work, but I’d like to think what drives you is the wish to submit, to show your true submissive personality that hides beneath your sassy outer layer.”
“In that case, you’re right,” she conceded. “All the above is true, except for the hiding beneath my sassy layer.” She winked. “I’d rather describe it as the diamonds under the crust.”
“You never fail to surprise me, my pet. For a sub, you are unflappable.”
“Is that why you’re insistent on training me, even though what’s between us isn’t real?”
“You’ve got it wrong, Sera. What’s between us is real. Don’t ever forget that.” His stern expression underscored his words. “What motivates me is how beautiful you’ll look when you succumb to your true submissive.” His voice lowered as he rubbed her back. His fingers caressed her skin, warm and slow, sending shivers over her body.
“I’m not sure I agree but one thing I will admit is that I’ve grown fond of giving up my control.” She chuckled. “The way I look at it is, it’s rather frustrating and aggravating when your sole purpose is to be assertive and always in charge in your day-to-day job. However, that is exactly what has taught me patience, discipline, and resilience. So, here I am, willing to lay myself bare, and most definitely, take a step into a world filled with unknowns.”
He leaned his head back and gave a hearty laugh. “As I said before, you never fail to surprise me.” Placing her on her feet, he brushed a thumb across her lips. “Let’s go. The dungeon awaits.”
Chapter Eleven
With his hand wrapped around her nape, he guided her to the dungeon. Trepidation soared through her as he stopped at a punishing bench in the whipping chamber. “Now, Babygirl, take your dress and panties off and lean against the table.”
“But I—”
“Your trust needs to be proven once more, little one.”
She reluctantly moved toward the corner of the room and slipped the black mini dress and panties off.
“Assuming the position is good, my pet, but you’re supposed to hand me those.” He crooked a finger toward the pile of clothes.
“Sorry, Daddy. I expected you to ask me to fold it and place it on the chair.”
“Never assume anything, little one. If you’re not sure, ask.”
“Okay, Daddy.” She smiled tentatively.
“I have set my mind on a specific scene, and I’m not inclined to delay the process because of one little mistake.”
“Thank goodness for that, I’ve been looking forward to a thorough fucking at the end,” she mumbled while she folded her clothes neatly. “Is this better, Daddy?” she asked, holding up the dress and panties.
“Much.” He accepted the items. “Leave your hands and feet free to move,” he commanded as she bent over the table, already donning the dominant mask of Master Thor. With the strict tone and a reminder that he expected the highest regard and obedience from her, she turned on the spot.
A gasp escaped her lips when he brushed a finger over her exposed pussy. Her fingers clutched at the table. She tried to stand still and wait, but his soft, seductive strokes teased a path from her sex all the way up to her nipple and over her back. Over and over, he repeated the same move. Until he paused. A hard smack sounded in the silence.
“Oh dear God.” Sera’s jaw dropped at the unexpected pain scorching through her brain. She struggled to remain unmoving.
“Ground rule, subbie. A little fidgeting is allowed and perfectly normal in a new sub’s case. However, constant movement, like rocking from leg to leg, is forbidden and will result in consequences. A tap on your ass was merely a warning. Another instance of that kind will result in a harsher punishment.”
Sera stood quiet for a few minutes trying her damned best not to move, but the silence was more deafening than the sound of his palm smacking down hard.
“What’s wrong?” Tanner’s voice sounded dark and filled with warning. He had warned her not to hide her emotions and fears from him.
