I’m still trying to process how I feel about all that and I didn’t want to add anything further to the confusion in my head.” She tried to laugh about it, but it sounded forced.
“Perhaps a demonstration of our own is in order.”
Chapter Two
Fuck. He needed to rein in his lust and engage his brain. Meri was getting under his skin and had him considering things he’d never considered before. Stupid things, like taking on a full time sub. From the moment he’d laid eyes on her, his cock had been hard and vying for the driver’s seat.
“What do you mean?” Meri asked.
“Tell me if I’m wrong, but you were fine until he started preparing his subs for the tawse—what you called a paddle is actually a piece of split latigo.” Ted liked to deliver an edge of pain. If Meri wasn’t up for that, and a part of him hoped she wasn’t, then he’d be off the hook. He could never take a sub that didn’t enjoy rougher play.
“The rope work was beautiful, but I don’t think I have the patience to sit there that long. They certainly looked peaceful…almost drugged.”
“Some subs, those two in particular, find rope space easily. Master Mike has a gift for Kinbaku. He’s also a very talented artist. Many of the members allow Mike to photograph them. They weren’t drugged, Meri. That would never be tolerated here.”
Meri nodded. “That was the impression I’d received during orientation and from Master André at the munch.” She averted her gaze then took one last quick glance his way before discussing what Ted suspected was the real issue. “When he was spanking her, it sounded like she was in pain, and I imagine the open handed swats hurt considerably less than the tawse.”
“Yes, you’re right. He was getting the blood flowing to that area. By massaging and spanking her first, he was reducing the likelihood of bruising.” Meri’s eyes sprang to saucer size, causing Ted to chuckle. “It’s not as bad as you think, Meri. Remember, Kim asked him to swat her harder.”
“Tears come to my eyes if I stub my toe. I couldn’t imagine ever asking for more pain.”
“I suspect if Kim stubs her toe, a litany of curse words and tears flow for minutes afterwards. It isn’t the same thing. There’s good pain and bad pain. A stubbed toe is always bad pain.”
Ted ran his hand through her hair again. So beautiful. For the first time in his life, he was considering learning hair bondage. The image of rope woven through her hair and bound to an anal hook had his cock begging for mercy.
“Maybe.” Her voice betrayed her real feelings.
“There is only one way to know for sure. Would you like to experience your first erotic spanking, my pet?” With his forearm resting on her stomach, he knew the effect his words were having on her. She was definitely curious. Now came the bravery test. Would she allow herself to give it a try, or would fear get the better of her?
“I’m tempted.” She wrapped her hands around his forearm.
It was an endearing gesture that softened something inside him. “I’ve got you, Meri. You’re safe…enough…with me.”
Her heartbeat fluttered under his thumb and her breathing hitched.
Damn, she was affecting him in a way most erotic. She had to feel his cock against her back, rock hard and in desperate need of relief. Ted fisted her hair and applied steady downward pressure. Meri’s eyes dilated and her hips rocked. Oh fuck, yeah. He was in trouble with this one. “Shall we adjourn to a privacy room?”
Meri met his gaze.
He smiled, he couldn’t help it. She was so delectable he wanted to eat her up. Just as he’d decided she wouldn’t answer, she nodded and whispered, “Yes.”
“That’s a good pet. It takes courage to try something new, especially when you know there will be pain involved. I’m proud of you.” He felt her heart race. Anticipation was a great tool and one he enjoyed using. “Do you have your own safeword or do you want to