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bothgettingsomethingoutofit.”
    Herunshishandsthroughhishairandlooksawayamoment,when hiseyesmeetmineagain,hesaysinafirm,cleartone.“Ok,pickyour punishment.Whatisityouwant?”
    Iswallow,knowingit’stimeIfacedmyfears.Inasmall,fragile voiceIsay.“Iwanttosubmittoyou,Marcus.Iwantyoutobemy dominantandtodothat,Iwantyoutotiemeup.”
    ~*~*~*~
    SIERRA
    I’malmostsureMarcusstandsthereforagoodtenminutesnot sayinganything.Whenhefinallyopenshismouthtospeak,nothing comesout.Iknowhe’sshocked,butit’ssomethingIhavetodofor myself.IneedtofacewhathappenedwithBenandmoveon.Itrust MarcusandIknowit’ssomethingheenjoys,ifwe’retomakeagoodgo ofthis,wehavetobeinittogetherandthatmeansmehonestlygivingita try.Istillhavemylimits,butI’mwillingtolethimtrywhateverhe wantsonme.He’salreadyproventomehewillstopifIusemysafe word.
    “Youwanttosubmit?”hemurmurs,inalow,gravellytone.
    “Yes.”
    “Tome?”
    “No,tothedoorman.”
    Hechucklesalmostnervously.“Ithoughtyoudidn’twantthat.”
    “Ididn’tthinkIdid,butthoselittlethingsyoushowedmebackat theWhiteHouse,mademewanttotryitagain.Itrustyou;Iknowyou won’thurtme.”
    Marcusstepsforward,cuppingmycheek.“Sierra,baby,I’dnever hurtyou.”
    “Iknowthat,it’swhyIwantthis.”
    “It’snotapunishment,Idon’twantyoutoseeitasthat.”
    “I’mgivingyoumycontrolandinasense,you’regivingmeyours.”
    Hisbrowngazesearchesmyface.“Areyousure?”
    “Yes,I’msure.”
    “When?”
    Hiswordissimple,hardanddetermined.
    “Now.”
    Hestepsforward,cuppingmyfaceandbringingmylipsclosetohis.
    “Youhaveasafeword,youuseitifanythinggetstoomuch.Idon’twant youtofearme,Sierra.”
    “Ipromise,butcanyoupromisemeyou’llonlyattemptoneortwo thingsatatime?Idon’twantwhips,nottoday.”
    “Ofcourse.”
    “Butyoucantiemeup…”Iswallow.
    “Areyousure?”hewhispers,shocked.
    “Yes,Itrustyou.”
    “Baby,”hemurmurs,strokingmycheek.
    Hereachesdownformyhand,leadsmeoutofthekitchenandinto hisbedroom.HeturnsonthelightandIfacethelarge,beautifulbedin themiddleoftheroom.Heleadsmeovertoitandsitsmedown,gripping mychinandtiltingmyfaceuptofacehim.
    “Areyousure?”
    “Yes.”
    “Ok,thenlet’sgooverafewthings.Iprefer‘sir’over‘master’.Iam notinanywayawfulorcruel,butI’mfirm.IfIaskyouaquestion, answerit.Ifyou’rescared,tellme.IfI’mhurtingyou,useyoursafe word.It’sallverysimple.”
    Inod,swallowing.Hegripsmyshouldersandgentlypushesmeback onthebed.Iscootbackwardsandlaydowninthemiddle.Heloomsover me,pressingasoftkisstomylipsbeforeleavingthebed.Ihearhim rufflingaroundinhiscloset,thenhecomesbackwithahandfulof goodies.Heplacessomesofthandcuffs,afewsatinropes,afeather ticklerandablindfolddownonthebedbesideme.Hegripshisshirt, undoingitslowlythenflickingitoff.Whenhe’sstandinginjustthose blackpantsandnothingelse,myhearthammers.
    “You’resobeautiful,”Iwhisper.
    “Shhh,”heorderssoftly.“Notalking.”
    Iletmyeyesfollowhimashemoves,hegripsthefeatherticklerand sitsonthebedbesideme.
    “Situp,sweetheart.”
    Isitupandhereachesaround,grippingthebackofmydress.His breathticklesmycheekasheunzipsit.Heslidesthegowndownmy bodyandthenmakesshortworkofmybraandpanties.WhenI’mfully naked,heletshisgazetraveloverme,takingamomenttoappreciatethe view.Hegentlylaysmedownonthebed,proppinghimselfuponhis elbowbesideme.Heplacesthefeathertickleratthebaseofmyneckand gentlyslidesitdownmychestandaroundmybreastscausingmynipples tohardeninstantly.
    “Thisismywayofrelaxingyou,preparingyouforwhat’stocome,”
    hemurmurs,ticklingonenipple,thentheother.“Yourbodylikesit,I see.”
    “Yes,sir,”Iwhisper,closingmyeyesandlettingasoftlittlemoan escapemylips.
    Heslidesitlower,circlingmybellybutton.
    “Thefeatherticklerisgreatforstimulation,itgetstheblood pumping,theskintingling.Itbringsthebodyalive.Itpreparesitfor what’scoming.”
    Imoanwhenheslidesitovermyfolds.Thelightticklingofthe feathersisenoughtomakemyclitjumpandwanttomove.Marcusleans down,brushinghislipsovermythroatasheslidestheticklerupand