Page 75 of Hideaway

“Good girl,” he praised tenderly. “Remove your clothes,”he ordered, a subtle change to the tone of his voice evoking pure dominance.

After a single moment of hesitance, Kara obeyed, trembling fingers moving to undo the buttons of her dress before allowing it to slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor. She stood before him in only her bra and underwear and waited.

“Everything,”he corrected impatiently as though it had been inherently implied in his first command.

Feeling suddenly modest in front of the man who had already seen her naked on numerous occasions, Kara reluctantly reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and let it fall to her feet. Her heart pounding with anticipation, she brushed the lace of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs, stepping out of them a foot at a time. Impulsively, Kara balled up the panties and tossed them in Cade’s unsuspecting face. They landed at his feet in a puddle of pink lace.

“My, aren’t we cheeky today?”he chided, his face a picture of amused shock.“For that, I think I’ll keep these,”he decided, stooping to pick up the knickers and place them in his back pocket.

Pleased with her submissive nakedness, Cade walked toward her purposefully, drew her mouth to his, and tasted her lips softly. Kara accepted the gentle kiss eagerly, absorbing the warmth of his mouth as though it could banish every chill that wracked her naked body. Cade wrapped both of his hands in her hair and pulled her away so he could read her expression with his next question.“I am going to cuff you. Are you comfortable with that?”he asked, aware that such an activity might invoke trauma of the past. Since the ultimate goal of their exercise was to allow Kara to overcome the dreadful assault and gain some sort of normalcy again, Cade was willing to take her as far as she was able to go.

“Yes, sir,”Kara answered shakily.

“Very good,”he said proudly, bending low to bestow a soft kiss to her temple.“Come with me,”he ordered gently, offering his hand. Kara took it and followed his lead across the room to where an assortment of cuffs hung in a line against the wall. He pulled up a pair of black leather cuffs, each adorned with a single loop of silver.“Wrists,”he ordered as he turned to face Kara.

She complied quickly, presenting both wrists face up before him. The posture felt a bit as though she were offering herself to be sacrificed, but the inherent submission of the gesture left her feeling pleasantly tingly in all the right places. With a steady concentration, Cade took her wrists one at a time and set about fastening the cuffs, ensuring with professional caution that they were tight enough to keep her safely in place, but not too tight to cause harm. Satisfied with his work, Cade released her wrists and allowed her to adjust to the new accessories. Kara eyed the cuffs curiously, feeling the unfamiliar weight of them as she moved her arms. The smooth black leather and silver details definitely had more class than Jace’s choice of restraint.

“Feel good?”Cade asked, watching in amusement as Kara adapted to wearing real kink accessories for the first time. They looked damned good on her.

“In a strange way, I believe they do, sir.”

“I am pleased to hear it. I could certainly get used to the sight of you in cuffs,”he said, his voice husky.

“Is that so?”she inquired temptingly. She closed the small distance between, placed one hand on his jaw and the other behind his head, and pulled him down to her lips. The taste of his mouth was so intoxicating that Kara was nearly ready to forego their whole endeavor, take him upstairs, and enjoy a rather hard fucking. Cade broke off the kiss before she could reach complete abandonment and set her a few spaces away from him.

“I don’t believe I gave you permission to kiss me, Kara,”he said with a stern displeasure that she couldn’t classify as jest with any certainty.

“Do I need permission, sir?”she challenged.

“Tonight I will allow it, but don’t expect me to extend mercy the next time you take liberties,”he replied darkly, but his eyes held the glint of a smile.

Arrogant bastard.

“Don’t be expecting a next time,”she answered scathingly.

“I should hope you find yourself in a better state of humility by the end of the night. I have a low tolerance for bratty behavior.”

Hooking a finger in the silver loop of one of the cuffs, Cade dragged Kara to the center of the room. With her wrist still in his possession, he lifted her right arm above her head and attached the cuff to a grate in the ceiling that she hadn’t noticed until that exact moment. With the shocking display she was presented with upon entering the room, Kara had never thought to look up. Her wrist firmly locked in place, Cade moved to fasten the left cuff in a similar manner. After both arms were restrained and suspended above her head, Cade took a step back to appreciate the satisfying sight of submission at its finest.

“You look lovely,”he praised, fairly certain he’d never seen a more stunning view in his entire life. Cade had never considered approaching Kara to participate in his lifestyle; he had thought her too uncomfortable with exhibiting weakness, too stubborn to follow his lead, and yet, she was in the Hideaway of her own accord. Even if one night of catharsis was all Kara ever needed or wanted, Cade would cherish Kara’s submission as the precious gift it was.“How are you feeling?”

“I’m a little anxious,”she answered, glancing up at her restraints hesitantly.“Jace tied me up before—”She shut her eyes as though it could shut out the memory of his hands on her. “Before it happened.”

“I know; I saw the marks,”Cade said softly, recalling the familiar reddened burns on her skin. He often made those very marks on his own willing participants. Cade reached to grasp Kara’s wrist as he bent to kiss her neck.“Now it will be my marks left on your skin,”he whispered against her ear.“Are you okay with that?”

“Yes, sir,”she responded breathily.

“Good. Are you ready to begin?”

“Yes, sir.”

Cade attempted to quell the excitement that began to build at her words. Though he had continued to engage in sessions at his private club, Cade had not used the Hideaway and his personal collection of toys and implements in quite some time. Enticing options coursed through his head as he contemplated which implement would be best used on his girl. Unaccustomed to playing with someone so inexperienced, Cade decided it would be sensible to establish some foundation as to Kara’s expectations and tolerance.

“Have you ever engaged in pain play, Kara?”

“Not really, sir.”

“I am afraid I’ll need a more concise answer thannot really.”

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