Page 52 of Possess

“Okay.”

Her eyes were bright, and Zeke hoped he wouldn’t scare her away. What was he thinking? If she was going to run, she would have done it before now. “On suspension, you put a soft limit, but on whole body suspension bondage you checked it as a hard limit.”

“I did.” She tilted her head. “Was that wrong?”

“No.” He placed the questionnaire on the side table and faced her as they sat on his sofa. “I’m mildly into suspension. Have you ever heard of Shibari?” She shook her head. “Shibari is a type of bondage. A very intricate bondage done with ropes.”

“Okay.” She shifted.

“Once a person is bound, then they can be suspended either from rings or other apparatuses.”

Her eyes grew wide. “And you want to do that with me?”

“Eventually, if you wanted. I’m not a suspension master or anything. I’ve had a few subs who liked it, but if I don’t do it again, I won’t miss it. If you decide you want to try, we can, but it will take a long time to build you up to that point. Shibari can be intricate and sensual if you do it right.”

“Can you explain more?”

She shifted closer to him. Good. Allyson was intrigued. “Let me show you.” He stood. “Be right back.” He went into his bedroom, then into his walk-in closet where he kept his bookcase full of kink books.

He pulled out two. They would be the best ones to show her how rope bondage worked, including suspension. When Zeke sat down, his thigh rubbed hers. “These are the best two books.”

“May I see?” She held her hand out for them.

Zeke put the first one in her hand. She flipped through the pages, occasionally stopping to study the picture and reading before continuing. “It’s almost like a step-by-step how-to manual.”

“Yes. These two books were put out by a couple of guys who saw the need for instruction books. I love their work. I spent some time learning from them in San Francisco years ago.”

“Why Shibari?” She handed him the first book but didn’t ask to see the second one.

“It helps me focus.”

“Who taught you?”

“It was my mentor in the lifestyle. He sat me down when he saw me losing focus on what I was doing in a scene. He grabbed some string and taught me several ties.” Dom Alexander was in his mid-forties when Zeke met him, and he’d seen a lot. Zeke had soaked up all the knowledge he could.

“Showing you how to tie knots settled you down?” She tilted her head in the way only she could. “I don’t get it.”

“I didn’t either at first.” Zeke reached over and plucked a ball of string out of the drawer in table next to the sofa. “Ordinary string.” He unwound a piece and then broke it off. “Now, ideally, this would be rope, but you’re not ready for that yet.” He took her right hand in his. “See, what he did was to get me to focus in on what I was doing.”

Zeke wound the string around her wrist, then began to wrap it around her hand and between her fingers, careful not to pull too tight. “By handing me rope and instructing me, my need for control of the details came out. But it also made me focus on what I was doing.” He kept talking as he encased her hand in string.

He could do that now. In the beginning, he’d been totally silent as he tied up a willing sub. “I started off with string, then moved to scarves for bondage purposes, and finally to rope, then Shibari.”

“When did suspension come into play?” Her voice was soft, her breathing shallow.

“A couple of years ago, I watched a demonstration on it and wanted to try.” He carefully tied off the string and checked his work, making sure it wasn’t too tight or cutting her circulation off. “Wiggle your fingers, please.”

She did. Good. The movement was easy.

“After the Shibari demonstration, I talked with the Dom giving it. He offered to teach me. I took him up on it.” He held her hand up. “What do you think?”

“Oh, wow.” She turned her hand over in his and then back again. “That’s intricate, yet I can barely feel it.”

“Rope would be heavier and done differently. With the string, I’m able to get between your fingers easier, but the concept is the same. Also, with rope, the knots can be placed strategically.” He pulled off another piece of string. “So with suspension, I would do this.” He threaded the new piece through the design on the back of her hand, then held the ends together, and raised his hand. Hers followed.

“Goodness.” Her breathing increased, and her skin flushed. This was exciting to her. Good. He was making progress.

“Now, with Shibari, I’d have tied the rope all over your body, placing the knots in strategic positions where they would arouse you but also have you within my control.”

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