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He hadn’t expected her to answer, yet if her trembling was any indication of her head space, he knew he had to keep things moving slow until he could get her to at least take a few deep breaths. Knowing next to nothing about her was a huge disadvantage.
Time to fix that.
“Look over at those couples. Which scene catches your interest the most?”
Marley could take her pick of any number of debauched activities in progress. Spankings and blow jobs competed with submissives wearing butt plugs and leashes. He said a small prayer of thanks when she showed no interest in the Dom scraping the edge of a fierce knife along the pierced nipples of the slave at his feet.
Blood and knife play was on his own hard limits list.
The thought gave him a great idea on how to break the ice.
“Before we start, I need to know your hard limits.”
“Um… it might be easier to say what’s not on my limits list.”
Brock chuckled before realizing she’d been telling the truth.
He needed to see her eyes.
Wanting to get her full attention, he weaved his fingers through her long blonde hair and gave her head a yank. The surprise was on him when a blonde wig came off in his hand.
“What the fuck? You’re not a blonde?”
Glancing over her shoulder, he saw a defensive fire in her eyes. “What, you only like blondes?”
Most Doms in the room would punish their sub for snapping back so assertively. Lucky for Marly, he wasn’t like most Doms.
Pinching her chin so she couldn’t look away, Brock decided it was time to give her her first lesson in being a good submissive and since he was rusty at the whole Dom gig, the slow start was good for him too.
“Now that we’re inside and you’re on your knees, I think it’s time you start addressing me as Sir. More importantly, unless you’re angling for that punishment Derek so wants me to give you, I’ll remind you to use a respectful tone as well.”
He had to force himself to wait out the panic he saw flash in her eyes as she nervously fidgeted to put distance between them. Only when she must have realized he wasn’t going to relent that easily did he feel some of the tension leaving her body.
“I’m sorry.”
He could let it go but decided to test the waters. He took his hand away from her just long enough to deliver a rather lame spank to her ass before pulling her back against him.
The shock on her face would be comical if he didn’t sense a sliver a fear mixed in.
“What was that for?”
The second swat to her butt was swift and much harder.
“Sir. Address me as Sir. In other words… I’m sorry,Sir. What was that for,Sir? Got it?”
“Okay… okay… “ His hand had just left her when she shouted out a, “Sir!”
“Such a good girl. See, you’ll get the hang of this sub thing yet.”
He knew he was grinning like an idiot, but damn it felt good to have a young and vibrant woman looking up at him with those vulnerable green eyes.
“Now… for the record, my ex-wife is a blonde so as far as I’m concerned, you not being a blonde just bumped you up even higher on the desirability factor, something I wasn’t sure was possible. But I have to ask… why the wig? Are you really trying to stalk your ex-Dom and thought the wig would disguise you?”
Only after the question was out there did he realize how important her answer was to him. He wanted her for himself… at least for the night. He didn’t want to share her even with the memory of some old flame tonight.
“I’m not stalking anyone. I just wanted to get inside…Sir.”
“Well, now that I see how gorgeous your auburn hair is there will be no more hiding it away.”
