Page 11 of Master Cole

“You don’t have to be silent.” He was impressed with the way she held her form. Most of his play partners had issues when he was stalking around them, but not Janie. “Tell me about the tats?”

“The angel wings with the heart in the middle are for my dad.”

“A fitting tribute. When did you get it?” He ran his index finger over the wings.

“My first year in college.”

Cole frowned. How had he never noticed it before now? Thinking back, when Janie had come home on those rare times, she had never gone into the pool when he was home. What else had he missed? “And the other?”

“The phoenix was a graduation present to myself.”

He ran his fingers over the wings of the phoenix, and she shivered. He was aware she’d stayed extra time past graduation to do a special work-study program. “Why a phoenix? What ashes are you rising from?”

“None. It does have other meanings.”

“And?” He waited and she let out a breath.

“I’m not prepared to discuss it.” Her shoulders stiffened, but Cole admired her willingness to stand up to him.

Yes, he wanted a submissive, but not a doormat. “Then we’ll save it for another day. Up on the bed. Lie on your back.”

She stumbled to her feet, trying to find her balance. He would work with her on that. She scrambled onto the mattress and lay down. His stomach clenched, seeing her there looking so innocent.

Her nipples were hard, her hands at her sides, and her legs closed. She would learn. Today was about that learning. Learning her body and what aroused her. He went to the table and uncovered his toys. A blindfold, a feather tickler, a shaving brush, a vibrating foam sea sponge, a silk scarf, and a nerve brush.

He picked up the blindfold and approached the bed. Her head turned as he knelt on the mattress.

“I’m going to blindfold you.”

She nodded.

“Words, Janie. I don’t expect you to be quiet. I want to hear everything, words, moans of desire, cries of pleasure. Everything.”

“Okay.”

He tucked his chin down and stared at her until a flush rose over her face.

“I meant, yes, Sir.”

“Better. Since this is your first day, I will be a little lenient, but just for today.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He held his hand out to her. “Sit up.” She placed her hand in his, and he helped her into a sitting position, then slipped the blindfold on.

“Cole? Ummmm ... Sir?” Her voice trembled.

“I want you to use your other senses, pet.” He guided her until she was lying down again. “Not having your sight will help with that. Okay?”

“Green, Sir.” There was still a slight tremble in her voice, but her skin was flushed with arousal. He stood, picked up all the toys off the table, and carried them back to the bed. He arranged them on the headboard shelf, then knelt next to Janie.

He touched her wrist and she jumped. “Easy.” He slid her arm up until it was straight out from her shoulder and then did the same to the other arm. “Okay?”

“Green, Sir.”

Cole placed his fingertips on her forehead and traced from her forehead to her temple and down to her cheeks. “You have the softest skin.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

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