Page 39 of Danger and Dominance
“How does that feel, little spark?”he asked, watching her face closely for her reactions.She was like a banked fire, simmering low in the embers, tiny sparks floating off her, not quite ready to come roaring back to life.What would it take for her to fully catch fire and flare again?
Would he be the one to turn her spark into a flame?
“Good, Sir,” she said breathlessly, her voice huskier than before.
“I think you can take a little more then, don’t you?”The question was rhetorical.He was already reaching to hold the first clamp, his other hand grasping the tiny screw and turning it to tighten the grip.
“Oh!”She went up on her toes, her head falling back again as the clamp tightened around her nipple, squeezing it tighter with every turn of the screw.David gave it a good four turns before moving to her other nipple and repeating the process with that clamp.
By the time he was done, she was panting for breath, shuddering, and shifting the muscles of her arms and shoulders as they bunched together and relaxed.He bet that if he thrust his fingers into her underwear, he would find her soaking wet.
But I’m not going to do that because I’m a professional dumbass.
“There we go,” he said with satisfaction, giving the chain hanging between her breasts a little tug.She squeaked as he released the chain, and it bounced, breasts jiggling from the motion.Wide eyes met his, filled with heat and need and pleading.“Let’s get you turned around.I want to use the flogger.”
That and he needed her to stop looking at him before he said fuck it and threw his ethics to the wind just because he wanted to get laid.He didn’t know why she had such an effect on him, but he couldn’t deny that she did.
Maybe because she was forbidden fruit.If he could have her, he wouldn’t want her as much.
Or maybe I’m fooling myself.
Ignoring the insidious little voice in his head, David kept his hands on her hips as he spun her around.Once she was no longer facing him, once he couldn’t see her big doe eyes peering up at him anymore, once her breasts were no longer begging him to touch them, he felt like he could breathe a little easier.As much as he’d enjoyed watching her expressions, the interplay of fear and excitement chasing across her face in equal measure, seeing them was also making everything harder.Especially his cock.
The ends of her hair brushed across her shoulder blades, and David carefully moved her ponytail so it hung down in front of her.
“Bend your head forward so the flogger doesn’t catch your hair,” he ordered.The last thing he wanted was the strands of leather getting tangled with the silky strands of her hair.Was it even possible?He wasn’t sure, but he wasn’t about to take the chance.
Cassidy’s head bent just a touch, and David couldn’t help but slide his finger down her spine, tracing the long length of her back until the waistband of her skirt cut him off.Her skirt was definitely staying on.He wasn’t a fucking masochist, and he had already been torturing himself.
As his finger moved over her back, her shoulders rolled, then relaxed, and he saw her let out a long sigh.Good.That was exactly what he wanted for her.She should be able to relax.To feel safe.To know that she was protected.
“Good girl,” he said, giving her butt a pat over the PVC skirt.Not hard enough to be a swat, but firm enough that she’d be able to feel it.“Stay right there.”
“Yes, Sir,” she murmured as he moved away, going to his bag to get the flogger he kept there.It wasn’t his favorite flogger, which was in his regular toy bag, but he liked it well enough, and it was perfect for tonight.Light enough to be on the edge of stingy and thuddy while the knots on the end of it added a bit of extra weight and sensation.
Getting into place, he felt eyes on him, and he looked over to see Claudia watching him from about ten feet back.He raised his eyebrows at her, but she just nodded.She was watching over things, most likely so that she could reassure Cassidy that she had.If it were anyone else, David might have felt insulted at the lack of trust, but he knew this was about Cassidy, not him.
Besides, if Claudia caught something, some reaction, that he missed, he’d thank her for it.
Refocusing his attention on Cassidy, he flicked out the flogger, letting the leather fall over her bare shoulders in a pattern of sensation.She shuddered, rolling her shoulders again, her head moving back and forth.
Stepping forward, he ran his hand over the spot where he’d just landed the blow.
“How was that?”he asked.To him, it had been light, but this was their first time scening together, and he wanted to make sure he had a good understanding of her limits.
Cassidy turned her head slightly, enough so he could see her profile and that she was smiling as she sassed him.
“A little weak.Sir.”
The way she said it was daring, as if she was testing him.Seeing what he would do.He wasn’t sure if it was because she was bratty or because she was uncertain of how he would react to an insult.Though, she didn’t tense when she said it, so he hoped she was just feeling comfortable enough to push him a little.
Very well.
Challenge accepted.
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