Page 58 of Pandora's Pleasure
She took a deep breath and I glimpsed a hint of pink nipple above the bubbles.
“What’s the worst thing you do to your submissive?”
Glancing away, I thought about how much I should reveal. “Tie you up. Hang you from the ceiling—” Fixing my glare back on her. “Engage my imagination.”
“You use those devices?”
I stared at her. “I have a fetish that involves seeing you…”
“Scared?”
“Vulnerable.”
“In peril?”
“Yes. And obedient to me.”
“Will you take me to Vanguard?”
“Where did you hear that name?”
She dragged her teeth over her lips suggestively. “You have your demands. I have mine.”
I rolled my eyes. “Madeline?”
She rested her head back and slid into a knowing smile, a few stray locks swirled like sea creatures around her shoulders. She looked ethereal, with her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright with yearning.
I’d been the one to awaken her.
Sliding my leg between her thighs, I pressed my big toe against her clit.
Her eyelids fluttered and her jaw went slack. Soft thighs widening as far as possible.
“You like that?”
She gave a nod.
“Talk,” I coaxed her. “Tell me what you want.”
That spark in her eyes revealed she had secret desires. “I want you to take me to Vanguard.”
“What do you know?”
“You go there. You do things.” She seemed lulled by the pressure of my toe against her sex. “I want to see.”
“Madeline showed you some photos, I hear?”
“I liked them.”
“One condition.”
She opened her eyes as though ready to hear it.
“You go as my submissive.”
“I want that.”
“You must agree to do all I ask of you.”
