Because as I sat on Ash’s bed, I did it with a raw, red ass and my elbows tied behind my back.
The timing of us… well, becoming an us couldn’t have been more perfect. Ash had two days off. Actually off, and not just working from home.
The first day had been spent mostly in bed.
And once on the kitchen counter—which had apparently been a fantasy of Ash’s ever since my first day there.
The second day, he’d taken me to his favorite Vietnamese restaurant for a sandwich that was more loaded than the ones he made before I’d tagged along on errands. And by tagged along, I meant he’d told me I was coming.
Each night, after he’d settled us with his body mostly on mine and his cock pressed between my legs, he’d included the addition of a rope around my wrist to tie me to the slatted headboard.
Like our position, I hadn’t thought I could sleep like that.
But again, I’d been wrong because they’d been the two most restful nights I’d ever had.
That was why I’d been up nice and early that morning. And, after figuring out how to undo the adjustable knot, I’d gone to make coffee for Ash.
Fine, and also for me.
Since that’d been a violation of his rules, I’d ended up with a much more secure restraint. He’d called it a simple elbow tie, but there was nothing simple about it.
Or the addicting helplessness I’d felt when he’d spanked me.
He was supposed to be getting the coffee I’d been trying to start before I’d ended up over his shoulder, but when I heard him return, he was talking.
There was the soft sound of another voice, too.
My heart beat a rapid drumroll against my ribs. Unlike the way Ash usually made my pulse race, nothing about the panic that surged through me was pleasant.
I still wore his tee, but nothing was underneath it. And nothing hid the way I was restrained with black rope encircling my arms.
He’s not bringing someone else…
He wouldn’t.
Right?
When he filled the doorway, it was just his phone in his hand.
Oh thank God.
That relief evaporated in an instant when he sat next to me, and I saw it wasn’t a phone call. It was a video one.
I barely choked down a panicked squeak.
His camera was positioned where only he filled the small window, but that didn’t make me feel much better. Especially when I took in the older woman who filled the larger one. I could already guess who she was before she said, “And you know your father. He thinks he can fix anything.”
“Yeah, but the roof of an RV?” Ash chuckled. “Remember the time he tried to fix the loose blinds and ended up super gluing the curtains to himself?”
“Or the shoe rack incident,” the woman added with raised brows.
“We don’t talk about that,” a man called from somewhere off-screen.
“Anyway, we found a place that can do the repair, but it’ll take some time. Thankfully, we’re staying in this cute cabin.” She spun around, but not much could be seen at that angle.
That didn’t stop Ash from grinning. “Looks like a great time, Ma. You guys are okay, though?”
“The bedding set is garbage now, but that’s an easy thing to replace. I’m just disappointed we can’t start back your way. Especially since Violet said you have a woman in your life.”