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Peter caressed her cheek. “Sure, baby.”

“Is Ripley a super spy?”

He laughed. “Something like that. I promise I’m not trying to keep things from you, but I really can’t say much about him. Not just because it’s top secret, but because I kind of lost touch with him after we were stationed together. Gage may actually know more than I do.”

“Were you and Gage in the military together?”

“Not exactly. He’s Army Special Forces. I’m a Marine but we worked together some after I… changed jobs. Come on now. We’ll talk more in the morning.” He stood and stripped off his shirt.

“Are you sure you can’t just spank me now?”

He laughed. “I told you, a spanking is the least of your worries. Now lay down. I’ll come and hold you in just a second.” He disappeared into his closet to change into pajama pants. He slipped a hank of rope into his pocket on his way back into the bedroom.

“Are you OK?” He sat next to her on the edge of the bed, his hand brushing the hair from her face.

“Yes, Sir,” she said with a nod.

He leaned down and kissed her. As he sat up, he gripped her wrist and lifted it. He formed a cuff with the rope and slid it over her wrist. Then he tied the other end to the bedpost, lifting her arm above her head.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she asked, eyes wide.

“Watch your tone young lady. I said I wouldn’t spank you tonight, but I can change my mind.” When he was done tying the rope in place, he looked at her and explained.

“Until I feel you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll be bound to the bed when we go to sleep. If you have a legitimate reason to stay up late and work, when you come to bed, you’ll wake me and ask me to tie you in place. If you just come to bed without waking me, I’ll wake you up the next morning with a spanking.”

Carrie sucked in a breath and stared at the rope. “You can’t be serious.”

“As a heart attack, sweetheart. There’s a safety loop here that you can pull in case of an emergency,” he said, tugging on the loop at her wrist. “But because you’re submissive to me and you trust me, emergencies are the only time you’ll use it. Clear?”

“How long?” she asked, her voice wavering.

“Until I feel like I can trust you. Now, there’s enough slack that you can move around a bit, but you shouldn’t have to worry about getting tangled up in it.” His lips brushed a feather soft kiss across her forehead before he flipped out the lamp and climbed into bed beside her. When she rolled to her side, he wrapped her in his arms and pulled her close.

“Peter,” she whispered after a long silence. “I’m really sorry.”

He kissed her shoulder. “Just go to sleep, baby. We’ll handle it in the morning.”

30

PETER woke up the next morning, with Carrie still wrapped in his arms. She looked so peaceful as she slept. He reached up and tugged at the rope attached to his headboard, and she stirred.

“Morning, beautiful,” he whispered as he rolled her onto her back so he could get to her rope clad wrist.

“Good morning, Sir,” she mumbled. She blinked rapidly and watched as he untied her wrist and checked it for circulation issues. There were none, as he knew there wouldn’t be, but it was always best to check.

He pulled the blankets back to admire her naked form. “Mmm, a perfect sight. Behave today and I’ll tie you up and fuck you later.” He leaned over and bit her nipple gently before he jumped up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. When he didn’t hear her following him, he turned and looked at her.

“I believe I gave you some instructions last night young lady.”

Carrie sat up. “Sorry, Sir. I’m not awake yet. I forgot.”

That she addressed him as Sir scored her major points, so he flashed her a tender smile. “If I remember correctly, I said you were to follow those instructions until I said otherwise, but you can stay there until I’m done in the shower if you like. I know it’s early still.”

Carrie nodded. “I’m sorry.”

As he showered, he thought about how to handle the day. They needed to track down Boomer, and he had to keep an eye on Carrie. She wasn’t safe until this was over. He turned off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. To his delight, he found Carrie kneeling just beyond the threshold of the bedroom.

“Well, this is a pleasant surprise.” He stopped in front of her, tucking the towel tighter around his waist as he stared down at her.

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