Page 63 of Possess

“That was a nice greeting,” she said.

“I hope so.” He guided her into the house. She left her sandals by the front door, along with her purse.

“What’s on tap for today?” she asked.

“First off, I have the background check for the club for you to fill out.” They moved into the family room.

Allyson stopped and stared at the changes. “You certainly have something else planned.”

“I do. Let’s sit.” He guided her to the kitchen table and pulled a chair out for her. On the table was a pen and the background check paperwork.

Allyson stared at it.

“Is there a problem?” Zeke wondered if she’d balk at the check. He’d told her about it, and she said she was fine, but now something was making her hesitate.

“How confidential is this?”

“Max sends the background check to a contact at the police department. He runs the check and sends the information to Max. Max told me he is the only one who reads it.” Her shoulders sagged. She was concerned about it. “Is there something in your past that makes you worried?”

“Maybe some stuff from when I was a teenager.” She shifted in her seat.

“Juvie records are sealed. And we all did things as teenagers most of us later regret.”

“Did you?” She picked up the pen.

“Yes. Staying out too late and worrying my parents was one of them.” He always regretted that he caused his parents pain when he didn’t come home at curfew.

“At least they cared,” she mumbled. Not the first time she’d said something like that, but he knew if he tried to pry more information out of her, she’d clam up. “Done.” She put the pen down.

“Thank you. I’ll give this to Max tomorrow.”

“How long before we know I passed?”

“At least a week.” He drew her to her feet. “For today, I want to do a little bit of bondage play.”

“All right.”

Zeke pulled her into the family room. “That’s the reason for the air mattress and mats. Actually, the air mattress is for you, mats for me.”

Allyson nodded. “Shall I undress?”

“Yes. And Dom/sub protocols are in order.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Zeke grinned. They’d been working on that when they were in play mode. Allyson confided in him that, when she played before, she refused to call the Doms Sir or Master. He suspected it was because she didn’t trust or respect them. Something they didn’t have to worry about.

Each day, her trust in him grew. As for respect, she’d had that since they started working together.

When Allyson was nude, he helped her lie down on the air mattress.

“I’m going to do some simple Shibari ties on your ankles and wrists.”

“Okay, Sir.”

Zeke picked up the hemp rope he’d laid out. “What I’m going to do is called a single column Shibari tie.” He positioned her arm out to her side and then wrapped the rope above the joint, making sure he could get his fingers underneath. He wrapped it several times, twisting the rope and taking the loop end under the wrap to create a knot. It was a simple tie, and within five minutes, he had her wrists and ankles in the ties.

Next, he grabbed four single strands of rope and threaded them through the loop at the end of the ties on her wrists and ankles. This was another reason for the rearrangement of the furniture. He needed places to tie the rope off.

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