Page 40 of Bound By Her

He squirmed under her touch, and heat rose in her chest. His innocent demeanor, boyish face, he had all the makings of a perfect submissive, and if there was one thing she loved, it wasperfection.

“Yes, I enjoy it.”

Adria was pleased to see that Kaydon was still in a state of undress when she walked into the room. However, based on how he was sprawled out in bed, she suspected part of his nudity was a desire to show off his form.

His muscle and tone left no doubt that he was the strongest of the three. Adria was typically drawn to the softer, leaner body types. But she had to admit there was something to be said about dominating a strong, powerful body.

Kaydon stood upon her entrance, far too pleased with himself, a smug smile plastered across his face.

“Finish undressing.”

She made a deliberate effort not to look below his waist. Her time with Seth had left her turned on, and she wasn’t interested in giving Kaydon the satisfaction of thinking any appendage on his body affected her.

When he stood naked, she continued, “As I just got done explaining to Seth, the two of you are here on a voluntary basis. If at any point you wish to leave, you will tell me. If you choose to stay, you will comply with the household rules. Failure to follow them will result in punishment. Dismissal will be on the table ifyou harm any person in this house, including yourself.”

These were the same rules she explained to all submissives in her home. She could dismiss people at any time, but she didn’t want them to live in fear of making a mistake.

“And will you be doling out the punishments?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ignoring him, she continued, “The rules are simple: treat all household members with respect, comply with all requests given to you by any and all members of the staff. Take care of yourself. That means showering, eating and adhering to a workout schedule I lay out?—”

“Working out won’t be a problem,” he interrupted.

She took in a breath and continued, “A packet for you to fill out will be delivered to your room, and you will see a therapist.”

“What?”

She blinked. “Was I unclear?”

He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Nah, I just…It’s not what I expected.”

She took a step closer to him.

“Not a lot of experience with Dominant women?” she asked.

She stepped closer, invading his space. A natural submissive would take a step back and give her room, but unlike Seth, she suspected he wasn’t a submissive at all. The question kept nagging at her. Why stay?

She was bound by the contract to return Bryson in one piece. He wasn’t in any danger here. Kaydon could easily protect Bryson on the outside. Seth, after meeting him, she could argue, was staying because he was into it. But even that wasn’t the whole of it.

He enjoyed being a submissive, sure, but many people did. Few people signed up for something like this.

Kaydon replied, “You didn’t answer my question earlier about the punishments.”

“I am not the one in the room required to answer questions,” she said, narrowing her gaze.

His smile broke into an ear-to-ear grin. “Sure, sure, what was your question again?”

She stepped closer still, her chest brushing against his. He was tall—taller than she liked—forcing her to tilt her chin up even with her heels.

The room was silent.

Adria let it stretch.

Kaydon had hazel eyes, much like Bryson’s, but up close, she noticed the golden flecks that danced in them, catching the dim light. A pair of teardrop pendants dangled from his ears, dissonant against the rough stubble that lined his jaw. A scar ran down the side of his neck, an interruption in the otherwise smooth skin.

But that wasn’t what held her attention.

It was his stillness.

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