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“Don’t worry,” Katie said sweetly. “We won’t tell.”
“That’s right,” Madison added with a snort. “What happens in the slave quarters, stays in the slave quarters.”
“As long as none of the Masters, all of whom have access, didn’t happen to be watching you on the nanny cam app on their phones,” Lucia said pointedly.
Lia followed Lucia’s gaze to the camera set high on the wall, its red light blinking directly at Lia. She’d forgotten all about that particular nanny cam.
Oops.
Chapter 13
Instead of the cold shower he’d prescribed himself, Beau decided it made more sense to take the edge off with a quick hand job. To avoid allowing Lia to slip into his masturbatory fantasies, he pulled up one of his favoriteKinbakuBDSM websites on his phone.
The young Japanese female subject in the video he selected reminded him of Sakura, whom he’d met while doing his thesis research in Japan two years previously.On the rebound from Renee, he’d enjoyed a brief but intense romance with Sakura, their connection revolving around a shared love of rope bondage.
The naked woman in the video was suspended upside down from a bamboo scaffold, her legs bent and bound from knee to ankle, her arms firmly secured behind her back. A second woman, also naked save for a black leather mask that covered the top half of her face, was plunging a huge, lubricated phallus in and out of the bound woman’s cunt. The action was clearly staged, but it did the trick. He came quickly and exited the site.
As he headed downstairs, he saw Lia standing at the open doors of the main dungeon, her back to him. She was leaning forward as if pulled by an unseen force. The indentations created by the rope bondage had mostly faded from her fair skin, as had any trace of the impact play from the night before. If she’d been just someone he’d hooked up with at this event, he wouldn’t have hesitated to take her straight into the dungeon so he could mark that creamy skin once more.
Instead, he came up quietly behind her and placed a hand lightly on her shoulder. “Hey, there.”
She jumped at his touch and whirled to face him. “Oh,” she exclaimed. “You startled me, Sir.”
“I can see that,” he said with a grin. “You looked like a kid with her face pressed up against the candy store window.”
She grinned. “What can I say, Sir? Once a pain slut…”
He chuckled. “Come on. Let’s grab something to eat and find somewhere to sit and chat.”
They entered the dining room, which was filled with people, some seated at the table, others in the buffet line. After filling their plates with warm biscuits piled with baked ham along with homemade kettle chips and, for Lia, a slice of peach pie, they made their way into the large living room.
The vendor tables had been cleared away, and, as the night before, drinks stations were set up at various points around the room offering bottled water, fresh lemonade and sweet iced tea.
They found a secluded spot in the corner that contained two comfortable chairs. “Can I get you something to drink?” he asked, setting his plate down on the small side table between the chairs.
Lia looked surprised by the question. No doubt Enclave Masters didn’t get drinks for their slaves, instead expecting to be served. “Oh, um, yes, sure. I’ll have a glass of iced tea, Sir.”
He returned with Lia’s drink and a glass of limeade for himself. “Is the food always this good here?” he asked, biting into the delicious sandwich.
“Yep,” Lia said. “Mason was a world class chef before he retired to The Enclave. He still owns a couple of restaurants in Asheville.”
“Impressive,” Beau observed.
Focusing on their sandwiches, they ate in companionable silence.
After a while, he said, “So, you’ve had some time to process on your own. You still want to go through with this?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m game if you are.”
Beau smiled, glad they were on the same page. “I am.”
“Oh,” she said, her hand going to the rope collar around her throat. “I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to remove this collar for my shower, so I left it on.”
He reached for the collar, touching the linen rope. “It’s still damp, but it should dry fine as it is, though it may tighten a bit as a result. Going forward, you have my permission to remove it before showering. I’ll show you how to retie the knot. It’s actually very simple.”
His delicious sandwich devoured, he set down his plate. “I’m going to need to leave the compound from time to time over the upcoming week. I know we kind of sprung this whole thing on you today. Did you need to go back to your apartment or handle anything in town?”
“I do have a few things I was planning to do this week. I already got my ID card at my orientation and I want to go to the research library at least once before next Monday just to get myself better acquainted with the space. Oh, and I’ll need to water my plants at my apartment. It’s cool, though. I have my own ride. I rode my motorcycle up here.”
