Page 3 of Twisted Bonds
"Yes, Sir. I know the pose well."
"Good girl," I say, ignoring the anger that wants to flare up at hearing this.
I'm about to send her away with the papers when another thought comes to me. She's leaking badly, which means she's horny. I won't touch her with my hands until the contract is in order, but that doesn't mean that I can't test her humiliation level.
"Why don't you sit on Sir's lap, and we can go over the limits together." Holding out my hand, I let her take it and help her stand. As she goes to sit with both legs between mine, I stop her. "You're going to straddle my left knee. I want to see a huge wet spot on my pants by the time you get up."
Aside from a bit of blush, she doesn't show any signs of backing down and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't excited about it. Once she's straddling my knee, I start reading off and describing what each limit is. When I am a quarter down the three-page list, I lean in to instruct her once more.
"Rub yourself on my leg and make yourself come. Show your Sir how much of a little slut you are by riding my leg like it's a big, fat cock and getting yourself off."
She…fucking…moans.
The moment I hear those sounds come from her mouth; I know I'm a goner. Sitting back, I start reading off the list. "Tell me whether it's a hard limit, soft limit, or a green light. Hard limits mean definitely no, whereas soft means you are willing to try it at some point in the future."
"Okay, Sir…" she pants as she continues to hump my leg.
"Blindfolds…"
"Green."
"Light Bondage, meaning wrists and ankles tied and so forth," I explain.
"Green."
"Heavy Bondage, meaning…"
"Green."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Sir. Please keep going."
"Bondage on multiple days…"
"Yes to all bondage, Sir. I'm also green on all restraints and gags, except for sleep sacks and vacuum beds."
I look at her back, pausing.Fucking D'Angelos, I think. "Did those fuckers…"
"No, but I have watched porn… Oh God, Sir."
"I'm already sure about the impact play, so I'll let you look over that portion, but there is one thing I need to know."
"Yes, Sir?"
"Have you been tested since you have been home?"
"Yes, the results are upstairs…"
"And you're on birth control?"
"Yes, Sir. Why?"
"Because Ryan…I only ride bareback. I'll be filling this pretty little cunt up nice and full each and every time."
"Uh…I'm coming…fuck!” She grinds faster, and I clench my jaw, so I don't join her.
"That's it. Come for me, Ryan. Show me you like being a slut for your Sir."
