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talking again, my love. Let me assure you that you
only delay your satisfaction every time you disobey Lady Tigerlily,” Summer
said, her voice sounding almost foreign to her ears.
    Her pretend name didn’t sound silly anymore, it didn’t make
her feel shy or embarrassed, it made her feel nothing but pure, magical
excitement. She was coming into her role, enough for it to feel completely
natural to pull one length of hemp rope from the basket with slow sensuous
movements. Keeping eye contact with Aidan, she twined the rope around her own
shoulders and down between her breasts. The portion that hung past her waist
she tucked between her legs. Then she squeezed her thighs, letting it show on
her face how very nice it felt to have the rope rubbing against her engorged
clit.
    “God.” Aidan swallowed hard as his eyes darted from her face
to her crotch and back again. “You want me to tie you up?”
    “Not quite,” Summer said with a slow smile, deciding to let
him get away with talking for the time being.
    Aidan was one of the chattiest men she’d ever met, a far
stretch from the strong, silent type. It was one of the things she loved about
him and probably one of the reasons she’d decided he should remain silent
during the actual tying of the Takate Kote. She knew it was going to be hard as
hell for him to obey that rule and would give her all the excuse she needed to
draw out his climb to ecstasy.
    “That’s a very wicked grin on your face, Lady Tigerlily,” he
said, the name not sounding strange on his lips anymore either.
    He was really ready to play, to abandon himself to the
experience. She could see it in every eager line of his body. His eyes still
held a hint of wariness, but that was to be expected and even added to the
game. Oni Yuri enjoyed breaking in a new lover, showing them the joy to be
found in abandoning control to the one who would tie them, restrain them, force
them to expose every inch of their body and soul to a kind of raw pleasure they
had never known before. There was nothing like that first time, nothing like
the anticipation of leading another into the erotic unknown.
    “First we will have a lesson. If you show you are willing to
learn the lesson, willing to obey your Lady, then you will have a reward,” she
said, slowly approaching the bed. As she walked, she untied her kimono and let
it fall to the floor until she stood before him naked but for her boots and the
rope around her shoulders.
    “Okay,” Aidan nodded, his hands fisted at his sides,
obviously making an effort to keep them to himself.
    He sat completely nude on the side of the bed and it was
harder than Summer had thought it would be for her to resist closing the
distance between them. He was magnificent, every inch of his body strong and
lean and perfectly proportioned with the rest. She’d never thought she’d fall
for the big and brawny type, but the sexual charge between her and Aidan had
burned hot and fierce since the moment they met. He’d come into the shop
researching gang tattoos for a case he was working and left with her phone
number.
    They’d been naked, in bed, fucking like there wasn’t going
to be a tomorrow less than four hours later.
    “How do you feel? Here?” she asked, lifting her foot between
his legs and giving his swollen balls a gentle nudge with the toe of her boot.
    “I’ve been better.” He groaned and actually winced. God, she
didn’t know if he was going to make it at this rate, especially considering she
was far from an expert in Shibari.
    She’d been studying the ancient art of Japanese rope bondage
for a few months, but most everything she’d learned had been from reading books
and alternative websites. Sure, she’d practiced tying the Takate Kote, the
traditional box tie, on one of the pose-able mannequins her friend Kara had at
her clothing store, but that wasn’t like the real thing. Hell, she didn’t even
know if she’d cut her hemp rope to the right length. The books