Page 38 of Danger and Dominance
Master David came around to her front, his head bent to look at her, to study her expression.She met his gaze, heart in her throat, as his fingers continued to move over her skin.Then he walked around behind her again.This time, he stopped behind her, and she had one moment to wonder what he was going to do—her senses ruffling in anticipation—when she felt the tug on her corset strings.
The constriction around her torso relaxed, and she let out a shuddering breath.
The cords tugged again, and the corset loosened further.
David came around in front of her, taking hold of the top edges of her corset where the clasps were.His fingers slid under the fabric, pressing into the soft flesh of her breasts, then his gaze clashed with hers.He looked her directly in the eye as he pushed the sides of the corset together and lifted the side with the top clasps, opening it.
Cool air slid over her body, hard nipples puckering further as the corset was dropped to the side of her, leaving her exposed from the waist up.David’s gaze dropped admiringly, taking in her curves as he put his hands on her sides and slid them upward to cup her breasts.
“Very pretty breasts, little spark,” he murmured, and she felt herself flush with approval.“How sensitive are they?”
“Um… in comparison to what, Sir?”she asked breathlessly, shivering as his hands cupped the soft mounds and squeezed.Heat and need surged inside her, and it was all she could do not to whimper as his thumbs brushed over the hard buds of her nipples.
He chuckled.
“Fair enough.Tell me when it hurts.”His fingers closed around her nipples, his gaze locking onto hers again as he did so.Cassidy’s lips parted in a gasp as he pinched the sensitive nubs hard.She started to lift up on her toes.
“It hurts, Sir.”
“But you don’t want me to stop, do you?”
Cassidy shook her head, feeling her ponytail swinging, hair brushing against her upper back with the movement.If he stopped now, she’d be disappointed.
His grip tightened, crushing the tender buds, and she went up on her tiptoes, her head falling back as her body arched, thrusting her breasts at him as if begging for more.It hurt, but it felt so good at the same time, assuaging the ache inside her, making her throb along.
Rolling her nipples between his fingers, he pinched them, tugging on them and testing her with each little bit of torture.Seeing how much she could take.Eyes closed, mouth open, she panted, moaning as he took his time playing with her.The bar she was holding onto creaked, her fingers flexing on its length.
Holding still was so much more difficult than being held in place, and she regretted that she wasn’t ready to be bound.It would have been a lot easier than keeping her hands on the bar when all she wanted to do was reach down and hold on to his wrists.
“I think these pretty nipples need some jewelry.”
“If it pleases you, Sir.”
Whatever he wanted.
David
Fucking hell.
His cock was rock hard and aching to be released from his pants.
Why did I say no sex again?
Because I’m a dumbass.
No, because I’m professional.
A professional dumbass.
It was the right decision, and he knew it, but he didn’t have to like it.
Already, he was pushing against the lines governing his behavior.It wasn’t like he had to play with her breasts to give her a satisfying scene.He just hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her, and right now, he had an excuse not to.Besides, she liked it.And he had planned to make sure he knew what her limits were so he could keep an eye on her… ascertaining them for himself made sense.
The stiff buds were now a darker pink, flushed from all his ministrations, than they had been when he’d first pulled her corset free of her body.The urge to bend down and suck one rosy nub into his mouth was almost overwhelming, but that felt like going over the lines he’d drawn in the sand for himself.So, clamps it was.
Cupping one breast with his hand, he closed the rubber-tipped clamp around it.
Cassidy moaned low in her throat, and he felt the sound of it all the way down his body to his dick, which throbbed against his pants.The clamps were at about mid-tightness because he wasn’t sure how much she would be able to take.The other clamp hung from the chain connecting them, and he scooped it up, switching his hold to her other breast, hefting it so he could attach the clamp to that nipple as well.
