Page 37 of Jacqueline's Quest

“I’m sure you are.” She circled him while running her fingers through his hair. The soft moan coming from Murray turned her on. The small dose of arousal also fueled her need to get all of it right. Jaqueline pulled his hair, forcing him to look up at her. His blue eyes had darkened with desire. “You’re overdressed.”

Humor sparked to life in his gaze adding to the yearning she’d seen there. “Yes, Madame.”

“Strip, esclave,” she said. “You have two minutes to present yourself properly to me or else.” She didn’t know what the or else would be, but she could get creative. It wasn’t like they weren’t in a den of iniquity.

"Yes, Madame." Murray removed his shirt, revealing his defined chest and abs. Around his neck was a set of dog tags, drawing her attention to the tattoo over his heart.Hannah. He loved his sister as much as she loved Christian.

She pushed thought out of her mind for the moment and continued her appreciation of his body. He didn’t have much chest hair, but he did have a strip of darker hair that went from below his belly button, past the hem of his pants. Speaking of his jeans, he stood and opened his pants. She remembered what he said about not caring, but she also worried he wouldn’t be comfortable with Luca in the room.

Murray proved Jaqueline wrong. He kicked off his boots then yanked his pants off and folded them. His tapered waist gave way to thick thighs, showcasing his impressive package. Even semi-hard, Murray was big. Once he placed his pants next to his shirt, he went to his knees once more.

Jaqueline swallowed her tongue.

She couldn't take her eyes off of him. He was glorious. The juxtaposition between the hacker and the sub, even though he was Dom, had been a little jarring. She saw Murray as a nerd. A guy who knew everything about the digital world, but this guy, this submissive side of Murray, even if it was make-believe... She didn't know how to handle him. How did she put this part of him back in the bottle after seeing him laid bare for hers and his pleasure?

“What will you do with this fine specimen, Madame Jacqueline?”

Luca’s question jolted her out of her thoughts. “Uh...” She didn’t know. She’d been so entranced by his body and the way his muscles twitched under her scrutiny; she hadn’t even thought about what she’d be doing to him.

Luca joined her. “Want some help?”

She deflated. “Yes, please.”

"Compliment his body, take another turn around him and think about what you'd like to do to him so you both have fun. Also, don't forget to ask him about his safe word. He needs one. If you want my opinion, keep it simple.”

“Simple?”

He nodded. “There is a scale. Murray gave you his safe word at the club. Do you remember?”

She blinked. “Red, I think?”

Luca grinned. “Perfecto. Green, yellow, and red is a scale used the most in and out of a club setting. Green means the sub is fine and enjoying themselves. Yellow means to slow down, things are getting intense and the person might be at their limit. Red means stop all together. Something has happened. Either the play took a turn in a direction where the sub was no longer having fun or the Dom has hurt their submissive in a way that isn't playing, but abuse. It could also mean the sub is at their limit or needs time to catch their breath like a break. When a sub calls out red or their safe word, you stop immediately, got it? That is one of the biggest rules you never break, understand?”

“I do,” she said.

“Then you may begin.”

She did as Luca said.

Jaqueline dragged her fingernails over his chest and along his back as she circled him. His eyes closed and a soft sigh passed his lips. “You have an exquisite body, esclave.”

“Thank you, Madame.”

“So polite.” She hummed in appreciation. “You’re welcome.” As the seconds ticked away, the shaky indecision slipped from her and the Jacqueline she built with her imagination took over, touching and complimenting Murray as she took in her fill of him. “I believe I should reward you with a little roleplay.”

Murray sucked in a breath. “Roleplay?”

When they entered the space, she noticed Murray stared at the medical chair spotlighted by a single recessed overhead fixture. There were so many ways she could play with him there. From doing a full-body exam to masturbation and spanking. Yes, she wanted him on that table immediately. "Yes. How about Doctor and patient."

Luca snorted. “I believe I have all the tools you’ll need. Excuse me.” Luca left their side and strolled over to the cabinets lining the wall next to the small bar.

“Doctor?” Murray glanced up at her. “I like it, Madame Jacqueline.”

She scrapped her nail over his nipple and grinned. "Good. Because even if you didn't, we'd still be doing it." Murray's eyes widened and she worried she'd gone too far. “Did I do that wrong?” She broke character to be sure she hadn’t crossed some line she wasn’t supposed to.

“Fuck no,” Murray said. “My dick is as hard as a rock. You got me on pins and needles waiting to see what you’ve got in store for me.” He touched her then. “We’ll use red like the other night, but I know we won’t need it.”

Relief surged through her. “Perfecto,stand. Wait for me at the medical table and I will be there momentarily.”

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