Deeper: A Hideaway Novella Read Online Free PDF

lot.’
    ‘But not masturbating?’
    She flushed. ‘No. Well, only once, last week.’
    ‘After I instructed you not to?’
    ‘Yes.’
    He hesitated a moment. ‘Would you like a taste of submission right
now?’
    Her heart began to pound. She’d never dreamed of hearing those
words. ‘Yes, please. Sir.’
    He pressed his hand over her heart, and smiled. Then he took her
wrist, and pressed her hand to his chest, where she could feel his heart
hammering away too.
    He smiled. ‘You’re not alone, Cady. I’m right here in it with you.
I’ll keep you safe, sweetheart. Nothing will happen that you don’t permit.’
    She nodded, fighting down the lump in her throat. ‘I need this,
Sir. I think I’ve needed it for a long time.’
    He pulled her into a hug, his strong, warm embrace easing the
tension in her body. ‘All right, then. It’ll be my privilege to give you what
you need.’
    ‘You’re going to punish me.’
    She felt him grin against her hair.
    ‘Are you asking me, or telling me?’
    She would play this as straight as she could, however weird it
felt at first. Fortunately, she’d read a hell of a lot, and thought she knew
the right answer here. ‘Whatever you decide, Sir.’
    He stepped back a little. ‘Your Dom gave you a specific
instruction, which you ignored. But it’s your first transgression, and we
haven’t really got going yet. Therefore, I’m prepared to go easy on you.’
    ‘I…’ she had to stop and clear her throat. ‘I don’t want you to go
easy on me, Sir.’
    He gave her a long, searching look before his demeanor changed.
‘All right.’ His posture became straighter, and his voice roughened and
hardened. ‘In that case, on your feet, sweetheart.’
    Her heart beating a little faster, she obeyed. He disappeared down
the hallway, into the bathroom, and she heard him open the cabinet. He returned
with a small bag, and her vibrator. He’d seen it before, but she still blushed.
    He held up the incriminating toy. ‘This is what you used?’
    She nodded.
    He pulled up a straight-backed chair, sat down, spread his legs,
and placed his big, strong hands on her hips. ‘Stand between my knees.’
    She shuffled forward, and he hooked his fingers through her belt
loops, ensuring a backward step was not an option.
    ‘First, you need a safe word. We don’t do anything without that,
and you mustn’t be afraid to use it if you have even the tiniest feeling that
something is too much, either physically or emotionally.’
    ‘Red.’
    ‘Red’ it is. That’s what we use at The Hideaway, too. Open your
shirt.’
    Slowly, she did.
    ‘Let me see your breasts.’
    Her sex began to respond to his tone, tingling as she did as he
commanded. When she pulled her bra cups aside, he looked from one to the other,
and then smiled up at her. ‘So beautiful.’
    She wasn’t good at taking these kinds of compliments, and never
knew how to respond. His warm fingers brushed down her chest.
    ‘The answer you’re looking for,’ he said, ‘is ‘Thank you, Sir’.’
    ‘Thank you, Sir,’ she said.
    He smiled. ‘I want you to take your left breast in your hand, and
offer me your nipple.’
    She was breathing a little more deeply. She did as asked, moaning
as he latched on, and began to suckle. She cradled his head in her hands,
urging him on with soft noises. He took her breast in both hands, pulling at it
as though he was milking her. It verged on uncomfortable, but the insistence
with which he forced her to nurse him brought a warm gush between her legs, and
she moaned.
    ‘That’s right,’ he murmured.
    His fingers in her belt loops held her steady as he suckled,
licked, kissed, and nipped his way around, before doing the same on the other
side.
    When at last he pulled back, both of them were a little dazed, and
the cool air on her wet nipples kept them pebbled, tempting him back for
another suck.
    ‘Remove your shirt and bra,’ he said.
    She did, dropping them on the table.
    ‘Now take your